I have a role in the heavens

Everyone was shocked. Jiang Zhiwei's actions were beyond everyone's expectations. If He Jiu still relied on fierce battles to stimulate his potential, activate the energy of heaven and earth, and impose heavenly punishment, everyone would understand!

Jiang Zhiwei was nothing, but when He Jiu was in a desperate situation, he gave He Jiu a little push, and the energy and energy intertwined, triggering the divine punishment, and he was promoted to the location. This simply shocked everyone and was completely incomprehensible.

Wang Siyuan's expression was gloomy and mysterious. When he saw this scene, he smiled slightly, coughed lightly, stirred up his energy, and spoke.

"Thank you both for letting me lend you a helping hand!"

Wang Siyuan's temperament became ethereal, his eyebrows slowly opened, the universe shook, and Kanli Gendui appeared. One by one, illusory golden Bagua symbols appeared. Using the earthquake position as an eye, they absorbed the scattered lightning of heaven's punishment. At the same time, streams of yin fire jumped out from Wang Siyuan's feet, burning his flesh, flesh and soul, seeming to burn him to ashes.

The catastrophe of Yin Fire! Did he also go directly from the integration of heaven and man into the exterior scene? Another one! Everyone was numb in their hearts and watched blankly as Wang Siyuan passed through the calamity.

The eight trigrams rotated, the thunder light condensed, and then showed the power of Yang Zhigang, hitting the Yin fire with a bang. There was a golden light, and Wang Siyuan was wrapped in hexagrams.

The hexagrams were not exhausted and the matter was not clear. Wang Siyuan took advantage of the opportunity of He Jiu and Jiang Zhiwei's breakthrough to trigger Heaven's Punishment. The void swayed, as if it could not bear it and was about to break. The hexagrams disappeared one after another, and Wang Siyuan reappeared in the same place without a trace. Injury, temperament is refined, not like ordinary people.

"Ahem, thank you both."

Wang Siyuan lowered his head and coughed, with a faint red color appearing at the corner of his mouth. The Wang family had to bear the price even though they had spent all their lives. They were weak and prone to early death. Very few people could live past the age of knowing their destiny.

Jiang Zhiwei and He Jiu ignored Wang Siyuan. The two of them were fighting each other and entangled endlessly. Between the sword attacks, the situation changed, the space was stagnant, and a heavy atmosphere enveloped the entire hall. Today's highlight is here, these two They are at the top of the list and have never fought against each other. Although they have been promoted to location and are automatically out of the list, they still have to fight each other. No one is the best in literature and the second in martial arts. This is especially true for swordsmen!

Wang Siyuan is not a combative person. Although he learns swordsmanship, he is not a swordsman. He is more interested in spying on the secrets of heaven, looking for the one who has escaped, fighting for a chance of survival for himself, and breaking the curse of fifty years old.

Wang Siyuan looked at the two people who were full of fighting spirit, and wisely moved away from the field, returned to his seat, and stared at the two people. He was also very much looking forward to this battle between dragon and phoenix, and he couldn't figure it out. Who would win between the two? This kind of accident that was beyond his control made him even more interested.

The heavy rain stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the fireworks took off again, colorful and colorful. Fireworks exploded one after another, just like thousands of trees and flowers blooming, with different colors and bright colors, indicating that New Year's Eve has passed and the New Year is coming.

There was silence in the hall of Xingyun Village. In the past, Su Wuming had been in a state of death for three years. He cut through the difference between heaven and man with one sword. The light of the sword spanned hundreds of miles and went straight into the exterior. It shocked the entire world. However, since that generation, only These three outstanding figures have made such a breakthrough. This has not happened for many years. The list of this generation is really scary!

"I have been looking forward to today's battle for a long time!"

Wearing a robe full of holes, He Jiu looked miserable, but his demeanor was still heroic and his grace was outstanding. His sharp eyes were not covered up at all. His eyes were firm and shining, giving people a great sense of oppression. Full of majesty.

Jiang Zhiwei is dressed in her favorite goose-yellow dress, just like the stamens of spring flowers. She is gorgeous and delicate, with a bright smile on her face. She is graceful, graceful and graceful. It is really hard for people to believe that this is a master of outdoor scenes and a former person. Second on the list.

"Me too!"

Jiang Zhiwei is not a talkative person. The five fingers of her fair and slender right hand rest on the hilt of the sword. This hand is delicate and smooth, without any pores, as warm as jade, and flawless. This is a hand suitable for holding a sword, with clear joints. The veins are strong.

"Qiang!"

The sound of gold and iron sounded, and the sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand was unsheathed. The light of the sword was like a dragon, swimming endlessly. It did not activate any power of heaven and earth. There was not even any true energy attached to the sword body. It was just such a dull movement. When it comes to swords, the competition is not about deep internal strength or mysterious skills, but about the subtlety of moves and the degree of understanding of sword principles. These are the two most important parts of a swordsman.

He Jiu also seemed to know Jiang Zhiwei's intention. He used invisible sword energy and stretched out his hand to borrow a long sword from the desk next to him. The sword light shone brightly and he also displayed his own exquisite sword skills.

"Ding!"

Two long swords, the tip of the sword touched the tip of the sword, making a clear and sweet sound of gold and iron. The two changed their moves at the same time. Jiang Zhiwei displayed the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. The sentimental sword technique and the ruthless sword technique alternated with each other, seemingly without any order. , the chaos is like a child dancing wildly, making everyone confused.

However, He Jiu's face was condensed. In his eyes, Jiang Zhiwei's swordsmanship was full of mystery. The combination of yin and yang, the cycle of life and death, and the endless flow of black and white. Jiang Zhiwei's Holy Spirit swordsmanship had gone beyond the stereotypes, brought forth new ones, and reached another realm. The Yin and Yang Dao that I learned from Lu Chunyang is integrated into it, perfectly harmonious and complete.

He Jiu also came from a famous family. He had been taught by Tianbang swordsman He Qi since he was a child. His swordsmanship was superb and his swordsmanship was exquisite. Although he admired it in his heart, his movements were not slow. He used a set of unknown swordsmanship. This swordsmanship was It was created by He Qi, a swordsman at that time. He did not give it a name. It deeply contains the Tao of Wu, the wonder of existence and non-existence.

The "Diamond Sutra" says: All appearances are false. If you see all appearances as non-appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

Everything you can see on the outside is false and unreal. If you can keep your original mind and not be fooled by these appearances when you see them, and you can realize that the appearances you see are not the real appearances, then you can reach the state of Tathagata.

He Qi has a lofty realm. He integrated what he had learned in his life with Buddhist classics. He had an idea and created this set of swordsmanship. If he had to give it a name, it could be called the Wuxiang Swordsmanship.

The long sword dances in He Jiu's hand, the reality is uncertain, like a dream or illusion, whether there is rotation or not, like a dream in the mortal world, which leads people to sinking. The light of the sword is like a wheel, and the sword energy is empty and disappears at times. It makes people's minds shake and it is difficult to distinguish the reality. and illusory boundaries.

One of the two is bright and moving, with a graceful and graceful posture, walking slightly like a fairy in the cold palace, misty and refined, and holy as the moon; the other is in ragged clothes, with a tall and straight posture, so heroic and wild, with a momentum like a rainbow, like a celestial god general, majestic and domineering, Holy and noble.

The onlookers looked at the two elegant and elegant people and felt ashamed. Such unparalleled figures are rare in the world.

Meng Qi's eyes were even brighter, with a look of yearning and envy on his face. This was the image of his painting style that he had always wanted to see. He was free and refined, charming and suave, a swordsman in the world, an unparalleled swordsman, full of force, which made people's hearts beat at a glance. fold.

"A role model for our generation!"

Meng Qi sighed with emotion. He was excited and full of fighting spirit. After his hard work in the past two years, his nickname has improved. From the original Thunder Sword Crazy Monk and Mang King Kong, it has become Crazy Sword. Although he is still a little wild, but overall he is doing well. He firmly believes that as long as he persists in his efforts, one day he will become a nickname like Thunder Sword and get closer to the image of the unparalleled swordsman that he longs for.

Jiang Zhiwei's sword energy is like a pearl, full and round, like a red bean of lovesickness, lingering and pathos, deep into the bone marrow, hopeless. The exquisite dice is filled with red beans, deep into the bones of lovesickness, you know!

He Jiu's face changed slightly. The sword energy was like pearls and the sword light was like silk. It was like gangrene attached to the bone. If it invaded his body, he would be entangled in love. It would be difficult to break free. The long sword in his hand cut through the void, ethereal and dreamy. , the body melts into the void, as if he has disappeared between heaven and earth. If you only perceive it with your spiritual sense, it seems that he does not exist.

At this time, He Jiu had no distinction between inside and outside, no self and other, and heaven and man were completely integrated. He is the void, he is the breeze and the bright moon, all things in the world, the mind is silent, motionless, assimilated by the heaven and the earth, eternal and unchangeable, ruthless and loveless, without thoughts and egos, the great road is supreme, indifferent and lofty.

This kind of He Jiu has no human emotions and six desires in his heart, and his mind and body are dead. How can he still be affected by human love? He remains unmoved. His sword skills are ruthless and extremely cruel.

Jiang Zhiwei responded to the situation, her sword intention changed, and the sentimental swordsmanship turned into the ruthless swordsmanship. Frost and snow fell from the sky, cold and ruthless, sealing the sky and the earth, freezing everything. A bone-chilling chill spread, making everyone watching the battle couldn't help but shudder. After tightening the clothes tightly, it felt as if he had arrived in the Arctic ice field in an instant. There was a faint frost condensation between his eyebrows, which showed that the cold was real and could freeze someone to death.

Jiang Zhiwei's sword intention has been polished for a long time, and it is as smooth as an arm's command. It changes very quickly. One moment, it was a gentle breeze and warm as spring. The next second, it turned into heavy snow. The cold winter caught He Jiu off guard. He was exhausted. To deal with it, let him understand that he cannot use his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths.

No matter how proud he is, he has to admit that Jiang Zhiwei's exquisite sword moves and mysterious sword skills are better than him, but he is not worried. He has high fighting spirit and awe-inspiring fighting spirit. This is not what he is best at. Donghai Jianzhuang's The unique skill is the invisible sword energy. The sword energy is powerful and unparalleled in sharpness. As the young master of the village, he is naturally the most familiar with it.

He Jiu threw away the long sword in his hand, turned on the fire, raised his palm, and flew his fingers. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, sharp and unstoppable. It gathered into a long river of sword energy, mighty, turbulent, and moved toward Jiang Zhiwei. Go.

Jiang Zhiwei stepped lightly, her attack paused, and she floated backwards. Her sword eyes were sharp, and her eyes were fixed on the long river of sword energy. She looked solemn, and gave a clear drink, with a sound like an oriole, melodious and crisp. The long sword slashed out, destroying the world and destroying the world. Sword Twenty-Three was finally completed.

Sword Twenty-Three is originally the sword of the heart, the sword of God, and the sword of the soul. It is a sword that burns one's soul, blood, sword intention, destroys cauldrons, and fights everything. It is the killing move in the sword moves in the exterior scenes, which can destroy both jade and stone. A desperate method.

The martial artist in the exterior scene will inevitably burn up his energy and spirit when using this sword technique. The oil will be exhausted and the lamp will be dry, and he will be on the verge of death. Unless a person of great stature takes action and uses great supernatural powers, he can snatch people from the hands of the Lord of Hell.

Fortunately, at this time, Jiang Zhiwei has entered the realm of exterior scenes, and her essence, energy, and spirit have undergone transformation. Internal and external integration has allowed her to control the Twenty-Three Heaven-Destroying Earth-Destroying Swords freely, replacing her own essence, energy, and spirit with the power of heaven and earth, burning crazily.

In an instant, a mysterious aura appeared between heaven and earth. The space froze, the senses stagnated, time paused, and everything was in a state of stillness. A sword light was extremely bright and chilly. The sword light was faintly blended with the yin and yang. Reason, the sword intention that changes reality and reality, pierces the sky, and is extremely terrifying.

"Bang bang bang!"

The beams and columns that had been cut off by He Jiu's invisible sword energy were annihilated and turned into flying debris. The roof collapsed, falling downwards, and tiles flying. Countless people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and their auras fluctuated, and they were about to intercept them.

However, the sword light was vertical and horizontal, the sword energy was sharp, invincible, and could cut everything. Before the entire roof fell, it was wiped out by the sword energy rising into the sky, and fell into the night sky with the wind, heading for the distance.

He Jiu's expression changed drastically, and chills spread all over his body. He knew that if he didn't use all his abilities, he would definitely be killed by this sword. He quickly mobilized his whole body's energy, quickly ran his skills, and his sluggish thoughts turned around. Three hundred and sixty five people around him The acupoint opened, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, shocking the world, and piercing through gold and iron.

The sound of piercing the sky is endless, like arrows shooting, blocking out the sky and the sun, making the sky and earth dark. The sword energy is either pure white or dark, or blends into the void invisibly, or cuts through the void with shape. The space around He Jiu is broken. Collapsed inward, countless sword energy converged, and then exploded violently, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, violent and spectacular, magnificent and gorgeous, the entire time and space was broken, He Jiu was like a hedgehog covered with spikes, nothing could Break through his invisible sword energy defense circle.

Countless sharp sword energy slowly advanced in the frozen time, cutting off the mysterious force that froze time and space. At the end of the powerful crossbow, it was difficult to cause any harm to Jiang Zhiwei, and stopped in front of Jiang Zhiwei's eyes, blowing a blow on his forehead. The strands of hair disappeared immediately.

Jiang Zhiwei's expression was deserted, and the true energy in her body was mobilized again. She slashed out the White Rainbow Sun Sword in her hand, and a sword light was like a thundering giant in the sky. The divine dragon probed its claws, but there was no trace of it, only its power was felt. As if there was a subtle change between heaven and earth, the people watching the battle raised their eyes and saw only a sword light like a bright galaxy, which made them ignore everything else, piercing people's hearts, and heaven and earth turned their attention to it.

After Jiang Zhiwei entered the exterior scene, she used one of the nine killing moves in the "Tai Shang Sword Sutra" for the first time. The sword comes out without self, without help or thought, and the human sword merges into one, with peerless sharpness and sharpness.

He Jiu naturally recognized the swordsmanship of the Xijiang Pavilion. His expression was solemn, his eyes were narrowed, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the sword energy all over his body exploded. His whole person turned into a body of sword energy, coming in and out, wandering around, but he actually did not avoid it. Facing the edge, turning his body into a sword, he chose to confront the enemy head-on, showing his extremely firm confidence and certainty of victory.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhiwei was not surprised. She once again squeezed the true energy in her body and went all out. She was not inferior to women. She also had the pride and grace of a swordsman, so naturally she would not be afraid of He Jiu.

"boom!"

Like stars colliding, the nine heavens collapsed, and the earth's fire erupted. The bright light occupied everyone's eyes, and the night turned into day. It was so white that for a while everyone felt that nothing could be seen with their eyes, only the excitement in their ears. The sound of whistling sword energy can make people understand how fierce and ferocious the collision between them was.

The sword energy shattered and turned into countless tiny pieces of energy, splashing everywhere. The exterior experts who were watching the battle all took action to stop them. Otherwise, this wave would have been enough to take away all the warriors in the exterior scene, and the entire wall of the hall had turned into a honeycomb. There are also dense holes left on the ground, which are dark and bottomless, making people stunned and frightened.

"Hoo ho!"

The sound of heavy breathing came, the sword light dispersed, the sword energy disappeared, and everyone's eyes regained their sight. They quickly looked to the middle of the field. Jiang Zhiwei's white rainbow sun-piercing sword stopped between He Jiu's eyebrows. The finger of the sword has stopped in front of Jiang Zhiwei's throat. The two of them are evenly matched. It is difficult to determine the winner. If the two of them don't stop, even though there may be a slight difference, they will both fall.

"Qiang!"

Jiang Zhiwei sheathed her sword, her expression indifferent, as if she had never been through a hearty battle. Only her eyes were bright and scary, like a summer pool, sparkling, gorgeous and touching.

"Donghai Jianzhuang's "Invisible and Formless Sword Qi" uses Qi as a sword and the body as a sword. It is exquisite and admirable!"

He Jiu slowly retracted his arm, and the clothes on his body were even more tattered. The continuous bursts of sword energy just now made him look very embarrassed, but without concealing his sharpness, his heroic spirit was even better, which made a certain young monk see it. He was extremely envious and his eyes were red. This free and easy demeanor was the style of painting that he dreamed of.

"The Taishang Sword Sutra of Xijian Pavilion is also extremely sharp and unstoppable. It is like a divine sword from heaven, stunning the world!"

The people carrying the sedan chair were carrying people. Donghai Jianzhuang and Xijiang Pavilion were both martial arts sects, and both had tall people in charge. Naturally, they would not see through their faces. They were both showmen, and they blurted out nice words as if they were free of charge, and made a fuss to each other. After a burst of praise, Meng Qi looked on and exclaimed that he had learned something!

Lu Chunyang's face twitched slightly, and he really couldn't bear to look at his young nephew. He felt that some of the compliments were a little too exaggerated, and it was difficult for her to continue to compliment him without changing her expression. Of course, He Jiu was also very particular about people, and he was no less impressive. He praised Xijiang Pavilion with all his strength, which made Lu Chunyang feel a little embarrassed.

Overnight, the top three people on the list were all promoted to the location. Daluo witch Gu Xiaosang directly became the new number one on the list. However, this must be the number one on the list. She will not be able to do it for long. Her cultivation is not weaker than Before her breakthrough, Jiang Zhiwei should soon be on location and out of the list of young talents.

What happened tonight will definitely shock the world and be talked about by people. It will be compared to Su Wuming back then. The guests who came to the banquet all left with joy and satisfaction. They had witnessed a famous scene in the world. , you will have the capital to brag with your friends in the future.

Everyone dispersed, only Lu Chunyang and Jiang Zhiwei did not rent a place to stay, so they still stayed in Xingyun Village temporarily and waited for two days before leaving.

"It's going to be very stormy tonight!"

In Canxue Tower, Lu Chunyang stood in front of the window, looking down at the slightly rippling water pool. The silver light was broken, cold and quiet, and he whispered.

Jiang Zhiwei stood behind Lu Chunyang, with a bit of joy on her pretty face. She worked hard in every possible way and finally entered the realm of outdoor scenes. She had achieved a small success and was expected to have a Dharma body. When she heard Lu Chunyang's sudden emotion, her heart moved and she quickly asked .

"Uncle, why do you say this?"

Lu Chunyang's eyes were as bright as the bright sun. He looked outside Xingyun Villa with an inexplicable expression. He looked back at Jiang Zhiwei who was thoughtful and reminded him.

"Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. One drink and one peck lead to a cycle of cause and effect. This is how it works! The little monk got a valuable treasure for free, so naturally he has to bear the consequences!"