The understanding is against the sky, and the eight-year-old created the fairy method, which shocked

The old swordsman looks ordinary, like a little old man who can be seen everywhere in the rivers and lakes, with big yellow teeth, messy hair, and shabby clothes, if it were not for the sword box behind him, others would only think that it was just an old beggar from somewhere.

But strangely.

Behind the old swordsman, there were many experts of the rivers and lakes.

Almost all of them are swordsmen, and the swords in their hands are strangely shaped, or three-foot green peaks, or giant swords against the shoulders, or short swords in their sleeves, or half-sided blades.

The swordsmen just watched from afar, with respect in their eyes, and did not step forward, just following along the way.

The old swordsman came from the north, went straight to Wudang, and walked six thousand miles, along the way, from the clouds, and some people left halfway, but even so, until now, there are hundreds of swordsmen with him.

This is a great event.

An event for swordsmen.

They all knew the purpose of the old swordsman in Wudang this time, and one by one, with respect, specially followed to make a grand momentum.

Far away.

When the disciples of Wudang Guarding Mountain saw such a big battle, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts.

They all drew their swords and unsheathed them, their eyes awe-inspiring.

But there was no panic in my heart.

There are true immortals above Wudang, why panic!

The old swordsman grinned, revealing the big yellow teeth that were missing front teeth, and laughed loudly:

"The Nine Emperors of the Sword came to ask the sword, please enter the Tomb of Heavenly Man!!"

His voice seems weak, but his stamina is endless, and even has a tendency to become louder.

Like nine waves, straight up to the Heavenly Pillar Peak!

The Wudang disciples were shocked.

I understood the identity and intentions of the old swordsman in front of me.

Sword Nine Emperor, this is a peerless swordsman in Beihang, who once challenged Wang Xianzhi, the city lord of Wudi City, in the past, and disappeared after his defeat.

There are rumors that he could not accept defeat and drew his sword and killed himself after leaving Wudi City, and there were also rumors that he was shameful and brave, walking the rivers and lakes, in a vain attempt to create a stronger sword and challenge Wang Xianzhi again, and some people said that the Nine Emperors of the Sword finally disappeared in Beihang.

There are many rumors.

But it was never confirmed.

Unexpectedly, the peerless swordsman of Beihang actually appeared under the Wutianzhu Peak.

Anyway, the Sword Nine Emperor is definitely a peerless powerhouse under the Land Immortal, even stronger than the three of Demon Dao Ding Peng!

And his intentions.

It's even simpler.

Challenge the Wudang Little True Immortal!

The Wudang disciples glanced at each other, all saw the caution in each other's eyes, and respectfully saluted:

"I have seen the senior of the Sword Nine Emperor, please follow us up the mountain!"

26 said to the swordsman behind him:

"The rest of you can also go up the mountain, but you are not allowed to move around at will!"

Even knowing that the Sword Nine Emperor was here to challenge the little uncle, the Wudang disciples still did not look at each other angrily, showing their courtesy.

A trace of admiration flashed in the eyes of the Sword Nine Emperor.

"It is worthy of being a well-known Daomen Holy Land, disciples are like this, and they know that the little true immortal is definitely worthy of the name!"

He began to look forward to it.

Accidentally hearing the name of Ning Changge in the Beihang Royal Mansion, the imperial sword art and the sword qi spirit art made his heart surging, and finally he couldn't help but come.

This time on Wudang.

He had already put life and death aside, and wanted to borrow Ning Changge's hand to transcend the realm of heaven and man!

If he is defeated, he is well prepared to enter the tomb of heaven and man.

Step by step, the Sword Nine Emperors stepped onto the Heavenly Pillar Peak.

At first glance, he saw the Tianren tomb in the back mountain, the ancient tomb towering in the sky, as high as forty-nine zhang, rich vitality and a wave of death intent entangled in it, a large number of ancient trees hanging in the air, three of them are particularly unique.

One of the leaves faintly shows a strange sword light;

One of the leaves is faintly visible with demonic knife intent;

One of the leaves is sung by Buddha and the roar of dragons and elephants.

It's amazing.

A look of shock appeared on his face, and he couldn't help sighing:

"It's better to be famous than to see it, it seems that the tomb that Xiao Laoer chose for himself is good."

Song Yuanqiao and the others were already waiting.

There were Zhang Lingyu and other people from Dragon Tiger Mountain behind them, they stayed here for half a month, originally planning to leave in a few days, but they didn't expect to meet someone to challenge Xiao Zhenxian!

After seeing the Nine Emperors of the Sword, everyone's eyes were extremely solemn.

An ordinary little old man, but only a strong person like them can see it.

How powerful is the sword intent that leads to it.

Peerless master of the Heavenly Human Realm!

Much stronger than Dongfang Undefeated and Magic Dao Ding Peng!

Song Yuanqiao bowed:

"I have seen the senior, since the senior is here to challenge the little junior brother, he has come thousands of miles away and is dusty, please cultivate your spirit first, and then please fight with all your strength!"

This is respect for the challenger.

Although the Sword Nine Emperors are strong.

But he was not worried.

As long as he didn't reach the Land God Fairyland, he had complete confidence in the little junior disciple.

Ning Changge once explained that if someone came to challenge, there was no need to obstruct, just bring it to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Everyone had doubts in their hearts, obviously knowing that Ning Changge's combat power was terrifying, and the Sword Nine Emperor was still insistent on fighting, didn't he take the initiative to seek death, could it be that he was counting on Ning Changge's mercy?

But Ning Changge erected the tomb of heaven and man in front of the people of the world that day, and it was impossible to show mercy.

Otherwise, there will be no tranquility in the future.

The Sword Nine Emperor seemed to sense the doubts in everyone's hearts, but did not explain.

Just smiled and said to Song Yuanqiao:

"Little Lao'er has walked six thousand miles, and his state has been adjusted to the peak, if he rests this time, he will be deflated in one breath, I am afraid that he will not be able to receive the sword of Xiao Zhenxian, it is better to choose the day than to hit the sun, and please Wudang everyone to complete!"

This is the truth.

His heart moved, he traveled six thousand miles and created the strongest sword.

It was even more necessary to take the last step with the help of Ning Changsheng, and now the sword intent was condensed to the extreme, only waiting for the sword to come out shocking.

Song Yuanqiao and the others looked at each other, and finally said:

"It's okay, the little junior brother is in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he may not see you. Please also ask seniors to be prepared. "

The Sword Nine Emperor smiled heartily.

If you can defeat yourself without seeing yourself, what is the difference between seeing and not seeing?

He laughed loudly and paced slowly towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The swordsmen behind him saluted in unison, drawing their swords and looking at it, this is the swordsman's respect and send-off for the peerless swordsman!

Unaware of it, the Sword Nine Emperor waved his hand back, stayed in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion under the gaze of one after another, and laughed loudly:

"The Nine Emperors of the Sword took the liberty to come here today and ask the little true immortal to take out the sword!"

He looked at the Tibetan scripture pavilion in front of him, his eyes were surprised, and as far as his eyes could see, this obviously ordinary and extremely ordinary Tibetan scripture pavilion was filled with a magical rhyme, which rose and fell in it.

This is the strong changing the environment.

Ning Changge has been enlightened here for a long time, gradually making the Tibetan scripture pavilion become strange, and in the long run, it will even become a holy place for enlightenment.

Zhang Lingyu and the others' eyes showed expectation.

They hadn't seen Ning Changge make a move, and at this time, the Sword Nine Emperor worshipped the mountain, and he was about to see Ning Changge's true face.

However.

To their surprise.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was silent for a long time, causing doubts to appear in their eyes.

The Nine Emperors of the Sword sighed.

He reached out and removed the sword box from his back, stroked it slowly, and said to himself:

"I originally got six of the ten famous swords in Lianyang, but now I only have five left, and then I have completed four to make up for nine."

"In the past, I asked Jianwu Emperor City, Wang Xianzhi deserved to be the first in leaving the Yang, suppressing Wudi City Yijiazi, I lost one move, not because I only lost one move, but Wang Xianzhi only made one move, Huang Lu Jian was left by me in Wudi City and died for me."

"Since then, Wang Xianzhi has become my lifelong obsession!"

"After leaving Wudi City, I was disheartened and wanted to destroy all the famous swords, but I somehow entered the Beihang King Mansion."

He said slowly, and everyone finally understood where the Sword Nine Emperor had gone after defeating Martial Emperor City.

This is the legend of the older generation.

A slightly husky voice continued to sound:

"Originally, in the Beihang Royal Mansion, I fed the horses and chopped firewood, and I was happy, and I forgot the shame of Wudi City, and after more than ten years, I didn't expect to accidentally hear the rumors of Xiao Zhenxian."

"Nine-year-old young can still shock the world and refine Buddha, my Sword Nine Emperor prides himself on seeing everything, but in fact, he is just evading."

"I know, I have never let go of the obsession in my heart, Wang Xianzhi is destined to be a threshold that I can't cross in my life!"

His voice grew intense! (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"I came all the way from Beihang, only one person stepped on six thousand miles, and realized a sword!"

"Ask the sword today, put life and death aside, only ask the little true immortal to take out the sword."

"If I succeed by luck and step into the realm of transcendence, the little true immortal's grace today will not dare to be forgotten!"

"If I die, I only hope that the little true immortal can see it, bury me in the tomb of heaven and man, Fang Cai little old man sees, the first tree in the east is quite good, can let me see the direction of the Beihang King Mansion, the old old man has a sword intent, and can also add a little heritage to Wudang."

The eyes of the Sword Nine Emperor became brighter and brighter, and the cloudiness disappeared, like a rusty sword washing away the lead and blooming with light.

The surging sword intent soared into the sky, and the demeanor of the peerless heavenly person was undoubtedly displayed, which made Song Yuanqiao, Zhang Lingyu and others can't help but have a trace of respect in their eyes.

The hearts of the people are complicated.

This is a peerless old swordsman who wants to get rid of the obsession in his heart.

How terrifying the King Immortal of Wudi City was, suppressing Wudi City was invincible, and the Ninth Emperor of Sword knew that if he did not reach the realm of land immortals, he would have no hope of defeating Wang Immortal in his life.

This is with the help of Ning Changge's hand.

The pressure of life and death allows you to break through the realm of land immortals.

If he succeeds, he will definitely set foot in Martial Emperor City and fight Wang Immortal Zhi again!

If he is defeated, he will enter the tomb of heaven and man, and come with his own life and path, but this cause and effect.

Everyone completely understood the intention of the Sword Nine Emperors.

The mind is even more complicated.

The sword Jiuhuang had a straight back, his worn clothes flew over, his eyes were as bright as a sword, he was obviously the same person, but his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Like a sword, straight into the nine skies!

The Nine Emperors of the Sword Emperor shouted:

"Please Xiao Zhenxian give the sword!"

The crowd was excited.

I saw that the door of the originally closed Tibetan scripture pavilion suddenly opened, and everyone looked forward to it, but they were stunned in place.

It was not Ning Changge who came out.

It was a little golden monkey dressed in a gray robe.

Jin Ling carefully closed the door of the attic, then turned to the Sword Nine Emperor and saluted, and the Sword Nine Emperor hurriedly returned the salute, he also heard that there are spirit monkeys under the Little True Immortal Throne, which can be psychic, and can suppress the masters of heaven and man!

At this time, it is better to be famous than to meet, and a sense of surprise suddenly arose in his eyes.

Seeing that Jin Ling did not have any unnecessary movements, he slowly stepped forward.

With each step forward, the body becomes a foot taller.

By the time he stopped, he was already more than two feet tall, and the golden hair was like a golden dagger, and the roots were erect.

Apparently.

Compared to that day, Jin Ling's strength has grown again.

The quacks who saw such a fierce and true body of Jin Ling for the first time gasped one after another, and Zhang Lingyu was the same, his eyes were shocked, and the sense of impact brought by rumors and witnesses was completely different.

The golden monkey in Zhangji's real body looks like a demon king.

Daomen has always had the legend that a master with a successful cultivation accepted psychic beasts as children, and at this time, the legend shone into reality, and Zhang Lingyu's heart suddenly gave birth to a sense of absurdity, as if the person in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was the legendary reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor!

He couldn't help shaking his head and quickly threw this absurd feeling out of his mind.

The Sword Nine Emperor's expression gradually became cautious.

There was no killing intent in the pupils of the golden spirit that was as big as a lantern, and the Nine Emperors of the Sword were different from the opponents of that day, he could clearly distinguish them, and at this time it was another Dao Yi.

Everyone immediately understood what Jin Ling meant.

I want to ask Ning Changge to give the sword, first overcome myself!

The sword intent of the Nine Emperors of the Sword rushed into the sky, and the sword momentum was even more turbulent, as if it wanted to pierce the stratus clouds and stir up the wind and waves!

He did not get angry in the slightest, but laughed:

"Good! Since this is the case, Xiao Lao'er will fight with the spirit monkey first, and then ask Xiao Zhenxian to give the sword! "

There was trembling intent in his eyes.

The spirit monkey in front of him is not an ordinary species, his combat power is heavenly, and he can feel an amazing sense of oppression from him.

Jin Ling let out a low roar.

There is a flow of light throughout the body.

The messy hair of the Sword Nine Emperor flew and drank up to the sky:

"Jianghu called me the Nine Emperors of the Sword, because I created the Nine Styles of Sword Technique, today I will ask the spirit monkey to taste!"

"Kenichi!"

As soon as he slapped the sword box, a streamer suddenly flew out of it, like a bright white python, exuding a heaven-devouring killing intent.

The first famous sword came out of the sheath, with the sword intent of Jian Yi towards the spirit monkey, the speed is extremely fast, the cold light is fierce, the sword intent is turbulent, so that the swordsmen suffocate and marvel, the first sword alone, already has such power, worthy of being a peerless swordsman who once dared to challenge Wang Xianzhi!

Song Yuanqiao looked grim.

This first sword alone, he may not be able to take it, I am afraid that only the strength of seven people can form a sword formation, he secretly clenched his fists.

However, Jin Ling is obviously not an easy person.

His spirit monkey pupils had a divine light flickering, and it could be seen that the divine and unmatched sword seemed to be slow motion in his eyes.

Jin Ling's right fist clenched, and the aura lingered, and a punch blasted out, smashing on the famous sword. 187

Rumble!

The famous sword turned upside down, emitting a booming sound, and the piercing sharp sound made some people with low skills show uncomfortable expressions.

The Nine Emperors of Jian were shocked, and then laughed:

"Kenji!"

The sword flipped again and pressed towards the spirit monkey with a heavy meaning, like a mountain.

The spirit monkey roared, making a gesture of holding the sky, the mountain was lifted off, a crack appeared on the famous sword, the figure of the nine emperors of the sword retreated, the sword was destroyed without the slightest feeling of heartache, his eyes became more and more fiery, and the long-lost blood ignited from the spirit monkey!

There were also eight famous swords in the sword box, and two famous swords flew out one after another.

"Sword Three!"

"Sword Four!"

The two sword light long dragons rolled and killed, horning each other, like a pair of scissors, to smash the spirit monkey's waist, and the power was several percent stronger than the previous sword one.

Jin Ling stomped on the ground violently, the ground shook, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, the huge body jumped high, like a small mountain soaring!

And then there's a heavy step.

Spirit Monkey Stepping Sword!

With two clicks, two more famous swords broke.

Jin Ling's eyes showed battle intent, and he rushed towards the Nine Emperors of the Sword with the power of stepping on the sword, Zhang's true body, infinite divine power, a punch with a flash of spiritual light, compared to the peak of the mountain.

The Ninth Emperor of the Sword hurriedly slapped the sword box, and two more famous swords flew out.

"Sword Five!"

"Sword Six!"

This time, these two sword moves were several cities better than the previous swords, three swords, and four swords!

Even the defensive posture exuded an earth-shattering edge, and the golden spirit finally changed.

His divine power was matchless, and his flesh was matchless, but he also felt a pinprick feeling in front of this sword intent.

This time it was finally not so easy.

Jin Ling went all out.

A pair of iron fists and two streamers continued to bombard, and finally smashed these two famous swords!

Everyone was amazed.

Not only marveled at the grandeur of the sword intent of the nine emperors of the sword, but also marveled at the terrifying combat power of the spirit monkey, which was a little stronger than the rumors!

Six famous swords shattered in succession.

The Sword Nine Emperor did not feel the slightest heartache, but instead felt an unprecedented feeling of pleasure.

It's like removing some shackles.

He likes to collect famous swords because his master Sui Xianggu likes to feed on swords, and unknowingly has nine swords of famous swords, based on which he created the nine-move sword style, but he is also bound by this.

Now that the famous sword has been damaged six times, not only does he not feel that the sword intent is damaged, but he has a sense of completion, as if he has seized some kind of opportunity.

He couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, the sword box flew, and another famous sword flew out.

Sword Seven is ready to go!

However, he did not attack immediately, just because the golden spirit at this time had shrunk back to its original four-foot body.

A faint voice sounded from inside the Hidden Scripture Pavilion:

"Stand down."

Everyone's spirits were shocked, and the little true immortal finally spoke up!

Jin Ling respectfully retreated, taking the sword five swords and six is already his limit, destroying the famous sword relies on its own steel and iron bone, in fact, it has been damaged, if he forcibly takes the seventh sword, he may be seriously injured, there is no need for that.

Obviously, the person did not appear, but Jian Jiuhuang felt that an indifferent gaze was watching him, and Ning Changge's faint voice continued to sound:

"Liyang is indeed full of talents, and you only have the opportunity to have three swords."