Fantasy: Quietly draw your sword a hundred thousand times, and emerge as a swordsman

In the last second, it was the best magic weapon of the earth rank, but in the blink of an eye, it became the lowest rank of the heaven rank?

Are you kidding me, is that okay? !

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the Lord of Worshiping the Moon filled with incomparable heat.

Heavenly magic weapon!

These are all the top magic weapons used to suppress a line of luck in those ancient holy places and immortal orthodoxy!

Even the lords of the holy places and orthodox lords would not use heavenly magic weapons against their enemies on weekdays.

"Boy, since you have come all the way from thousands of miles to give me a heavenly treasure, I will give you a happy one! Hahaha!"

"Moon Demon, open!"

The Lord of Worshiping the Moon laughed out loud, and made quick gestures with both hands.

His breath soared all over his body, his muscles were knotted one by one, and the veins twisted on the surface of his skin like horrible tree roots.

His eyes became scarlet, two sharp and thick fangs protruded from his mouth, and a pair of black wings grew from his back.

In an instant, the Lord of Worshiping the Moon turned into a humanoid Yaksha!

And this is his strongest state!

boom!

The Lord of Worshiping the Moon stomped heavily on his right foot, and immediately shot out like a cannonball. His sharp and long claws ruthlessly tore towards Xu Tian.

"You don't know anything about the power of heaven."

Xu Tian slowly opened his eyes.

A divine light flashed across his eyes.

next moment.

"The crescent moon rushes into the sky."

Xu Tian spit out four words from his mouth, and slashed them down with a sword!

boom! ! !

In an instant, like a sword ancestor and immortal from the nine heavens, he pushed open the fairy gate and slashed out with a sword!

A black crescent sword light that was nearly a hundred feet long was cut out by Xu Tian with a single sword.

Under the hundred-foot-long crescent sword light, the sky seemed to be split into two sides!

The Moon Worshiper, who was less than two meters tall, was even smaller than an ant at first glance.

puff.

There were no collisions or loud noises.

Under this sword, the body and soul of the Moon Worshiper were annihilated silently.

Worship the moon leader, fall!

With a calm expression, Xu Tian looked down at the valley.

There are countless grievances and grievances in the bones. I don't know how many people died in this Moon Worship Sect.

Xu Tian thought for a while, and struck down with his sword again, razing the valley to the ground.

The Moon Worship Sect, which was rampant in the Eastern Wasteland for a while, disappeared and ceased to exist.

"It's over."

Satisfied and nodded, Xu Tian put his sword back into its sheath, turned and left without stopping.

call out!

In an instant, Xu Tianhua disappeared into the sky as a small black dot.

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Just a few hours.

Xu Tian then returned to the Changhe Sword Sect and stepped into the Siguo Cliff.

So far, it has only been half a day since Xu Tian destroyed the Moon Worship Sect.

"Heitan."

After rubbing the little milk cat's head, Xu Tian took off the hat on his head and put it aside.

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In the following time, the past calm was restored again.

The matter of the Moon Worship Sect caused a shock in Donghuang. After all, the Moon Worship Sect was not a small sect in the East Wasteland, but it was on the rise for a while.

Countless people have speculated about who did it to destroy the Moon Worship Sect.

Naturally, no one stood up to admit it.

In the end, someone rushed to the valley where the Moon Worship Sect was located, carefully observed the sword marks left by Xu Tian's sword strike, and concluded from this that the sword marks contained the truth of the great way, at least it was a sword of the artistic conception of the sword build.

And those who have comprehended the sword intent in Donghuang are only those few sword masters.

In the end, they attributed the demise of the Moon Worship Sect to the anger of a certain sword master, who attracted the sword master to kill the Moon Worship Sect with one sword.

This also made them sigh: there must be rain if the sky is crazy, and there will be disaster if people are crazy.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Xu Tian.

After Xu Tian returned to Siguoya, he continued his path of penance and gradually climbed towards the holy realm.

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The sun and the moon flow, and the sea changes.

The long river of time will never stop.

Quietly, two years have passed.

This is also Xu Tian's fourth year in Siguoya!

"call....."

On the top of Siguoya Mountain, Xu Tianchang let out a breath, his eyes flickering continuously.

"A little bit, always a little bit, it always feels like something is missing from the Holy Land."

Shaking his head, Xu Tian got up and stood up.

In the past two years, Xu Tian spent one and a half years raising his cultivation to the peak of the Golden Bridge Ninth Layer!

But in the next six months, no matter how much Xu Tian practiced and how much he gained, he couldn't make any progress, and he was completely stuck in the bottleneck of the Golden Bridge Realm and the Saint Realm.

This also made Xu Tian finally understand why there are many great monks in the Golden Bridge Realm of the Eastern Desolation, but very few in the Holy Realm.

If you want to step into the holy realm, it is no longer something that can be accomplished through penance.

You need to understand the Dao, and you need to complete your own construction of the domain.

"If you want to become a saint from a human being, you are transcendent, how easy it is."

Sighing lightly, Xu Tian was not discouraged.

There is still a long time in the future, so take your time.

Da da da.

Da da da.

At this moment, a disciple of Jianzong ran over in a hurry, and shouted from a distance:

"Xu Tian! Come on, come with me immediately!"

"Realist Zhao Ming is dying!"

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[There will be an update later, begging for flowers to reward evaluation tickets and monthly tickets!Don't stop, everyone, just throw them at me! ^_^].

Chapter 35

Zhao Ming is about to die!

Xu Tian's eyelids twitched suddenly.

Then, he was in a trance.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and it is cold and I do not know the year.

Xu Tian, ​​who had been thinking about Guoya's painstaking practice, realized that three years had passed since he extended his life for Zhao Ming in the Nine Peaks Hall for three years.

"Has this day finally come?"

Xu Tian couldn't tell what feeling he felt in his heart, some mixed feelings, some seemed like another day.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in this life.

He didn't want this day to come, but it came as scheduled.

Without much delay, he hurriedly followed the disciple towards the Ninth Peak.

When he came to the room where Zhao Ming of the Ninth Peak was, Xu Tian happened to meet Zhuang Changhe and other peak masters who came out of the room.

The faces of Zhuang Changhe and the other peak masters were a little heavy and sad. Even seeing Xu Tian, ​​a disciple who seldom showed up, Zhuang Changhe just waved his hands weakly at Xu Tian and said:

"Xu Tian, ​​right? This suzerain still remembers you, hurry up and see your master, he wants to see you."

"it is good."

Xu Tian took a deep breath and approached the bedroom.

I saw a lonely bed in the bedroom, with a few candles lit.

Zhao Ming was covered with a quilt, his face was sallow, and his whole body was as thin as a pole.

His hair was already completely white, and the sides of his cheeks were deeply sunken, revealing his tall cheekbones and brow arches.

Every time he breathes, he has to use a lot of effort, and he can hear the sound of panting.

The former high-spirited Great Sword Cultivator at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm is no different from those old people who have suffered from illnesses and are dying.

Zhao Wan'er was kneeling beside the bed, her face was on Zhao Ming's hands, her shoulders were constantly shivering because of the choking.

Seeing Xu Tian coming in, Zhao Wan'er plunged into Xu Tian's arms, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Brother! Daddy... Daddy can't hold on anymore!"

Xu Tian felt a little heavy in his heart, and reached out to gently pat Zhao Wan'er's back.

At this moment, any words of comfort are superfluous.

"Wan'er... don't be so sad, ahem, everyone dies, daddy just left a little earlier."

Zhao Mingqiang supported himself to sit up, and said while coughing violently.

"Wan'er, be obedient, you go out first, I have something to say to Tian'er alone."

Zhao Wan'er wiped away her tears, gritted her teeth and nodded, walked out reluctantly, and closed the door behind her.

In the bedroom, only Xu Tian and Zhao Ming were left.

Xu Tian glanced at Zhao Ming, and couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

The injuries that Zhao Ming suffered back then had already hurt his source, and the years of not having a good rest over the years had completely crushed his body.

Even though Xu Tian is now at the peak of Jinqiao Nine Layers, he still can't change Zhao Ming's life against the sky and turn death into a living.

"Master..."