I have a passive skill.

It's so close!

"What kind of life... will you die if you touch it?"

She said subconsciously, and when she saw Xu Xiaoshou flying up, she worriedly advised: "Be careful."

Xu Xiaoshou nodded.

Looking at the group of white skulls below who seemed to have not noticed him, he was slightly taken aback.

"Are your eyes burned out..."

With a sarcasm in his heart, he shouted:

"Hey! The evildoer will die!"

All the bone giants raised their heads when they heard this.

"Roar!"

In an instant, the roar resounded directly through the sky, almost blowing up the small mound where Yu Zhiwen was hiding.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were fixed, and he pointed to the blade of the sword, feeling the blaze that seemed to be burning inside, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

It seems that even if this famous sword recognized its master, it was under the coercion of that embarrassing saint.

So subconsciously, it was difficult for Xu Xiaoshou to feel the hidden spirituality of this sword.

But even so.

To recognize the Lord is to recognize the Lord.

Once the sword is pulled out, once the sword will resound.

Its most direct combat desire feedback can be delivered in real time.

"I don't know what you mean, but since you are with me, let's fight together!"

"In this world, there are very few things that can truly do what you want."

"It's like I didn't even want to touch you..."

Xu Xiaoshou bowed his head, and said solemnly to Yan Mang: "Even if I entered into a relationship with you, I am the same. I was forced, not voluntarily."

"But so what?"

As he spoke, he raised his head, facing the sky with no sun at all, no stars and moon, only this crimson mist filled the sky, suddenly there was a sword intent in his eyes.

"You can't see the future of Xingyue, you can cut it!"

"The fate that has already been obtained is called mastering!"

Move the sword in your hand across.

Xu Xiaoshou squeezed it with his palm, as if grasping an unpredictable fate.

Infusion of sword intent.

At this moment, Yan Mang also seemed to feel the master's hidden heart, the surging will that he never showed on weekdays.

"Om-"

The sword intent of the master who was ascending all around suddenly became a little hotter at this moment.

The artistic conception of Jianzong.

The Famous Sword Comes Home!

It was the first time before the battle, between Xu Xiaoshou and Yan Mang, the psychic feeling that was like water and milk, directly pierced through the barrier that had not yet been broken.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou deeply felt Ming Jianyan's thoughts.

He was floating in the void, obviously there was nothing in front of him, but he seemed to see himself transformed into a boa constrictor tens of thousands of feet high.

The place where the snake's eyes stare is the attention of death.

The ambition cultivated by the body is the self-confidence that the sword is noble, cannot be desecrated, and looks down on the world.

"war!"

A low drink.

The Yan Mang phantom in front of him shattered and turned into light spots, which merged into Xu Xiaoshou's body.

Facing the sky below was the giant of the White Grotto who jumped forward, also erected a large killer weapon and blasted it straight down.

The famous sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand stood upright, and the sword's intent suddenly stopped.

The next moment, earth-shattering!

"boom!"

The soaring sword intent that surged out again was completely different from what it was just now, only a slightly fiery burning sensation.

On the contrary, as if a magma erupted, it was enough to melt the breath of the world. With the surge of sword intent, it overturned the white skull that was rushing from below on the spot, and even taught this place to explode!

"Human Sword Unity..."

Yu Zhiwen murmured absently.

The fusion of human and sword is a situation that is very simple to say, but in practice, it is extremely complicated.

Not only is sword cultivator required to have the most solid kendo foundation, but he also has an understanding of the way of heaven, and the requirements for saber are extremely harsh.

Of course, Yu Zhiwen knows.

With Xu Xiaoshou's realm, if he uses Tibetan bitterness, he must not be able to achieve the unity of human and sword, after all, the saber cannot keep up.

You can use a famous sword, and you can definitely do it.

Even with such mental preparations.

But she was still shocked when she saw that Xu Xiaoshou completed the process of "unity of human and sword" after sleeping with the famous sword in his arms for less than a night.

"This requires a strong understanding of swordsmanship!"

"In other words, can Xu Xiaoshou assimilate even the will, even the famous sword that never yields to self-conceit, in an instant, and achieve self-unification?"

Yu Zhiwen looked at the young man who was floating in the void, and just using his sword intent could blow up the white skeleton below, and he was a little dazed for a while.

At this moment, she couldn't tell the difference.

After all, it's Xu Xiaoshou who speaks strangely and speaks out loud.

It was Xu Xiaoshou who stood in front of him holding a sword and staring at all directions.

"Admired, passive value, +1."

……

"So strong."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't have the heart to look at the information board at all, and naturally he didn't know what kind of messy thoughts the woman behind him had when she looked at him.

He was obsessed with the name Jianyan Mang, and looking at the white skull that had climbed back down below, he felt for a moment that he could kill the entire audience with one sword.

"Illusion?"

Xu Xiaoshou was in a daze for a while, until the sword intent suppressing the bones below dissipated, until the deafening roar of the White Skull sounded.

"..."

This battle is silent.

"呲-"

Yu Zhi Wen Wenyin trembled, and seeing Xu Xiaoshou who had already flown to his side at some point, he began to slowly retract the sword into its sheath.

This barking sound was the weird sound made by Hei Luo's scabbard not suitable for Yan Mang.

"What are you doing?"

"They're coming!"

Yu Zhiwen panicked and pointed at the dozens of giants in the White Cave who were rushing behind him. The figure covering the sky and the terrifying weapon were not too scary at all.

"they?"

Xu Xiaoshou smiled sideways: "They are already dead."

"what?"

Yu Zhiwen was about to lie down with his head in his arms when he heard dozens of "rumbles".

She turned her head immediately, and was horrified to see that the 36 white skeletons that had pounced in front of her just now, at some point, separated from her head and fell to the ground in pain!

"you……"

Yuzhi Wen Xingtong stared round, but she couldn't see clearly when Xu Xiaoshou made the sword!

How can this be?

It's just a famous sword. For this guy, the increase in combat power can reach such a high level?

Even Xingtong couldn't see clearly?

Xu Xiaoshou's movement of putting the sword back into its sheath is over.

As if completing some ritual, she tilted her head and looked at the ground, letting the strong wind brought by the falling body of the white skull sweep away her hair.

"The west wind withers the snow."

Once the words were settled, the barking sound completely faded away at this time, and the sound of the famous sword guard hitting the mouth of the scabbard resounded softly.

"despair."

Yu Zhiwen's heart fluttered at the right time.

"Being peeped, passive value, +1."

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Chapter 474 Exhaust Qi Sea First, Then Break Limbs

"Is this the power of the famous sword?"

Xu Xiaoshou put the sword back into its sheath, and was shocked by his record.

If it was Zang Ku, no matter how strong his master's sword intent is at this moment, he is destined to be unable to kill all the white skeletons here with a single sword.

Even cutting off one end with a single sword would be extremely difficult.

If it is said to use sword intent, ten sword fingers may be able to do some damage.

However, if he really wanted to complete the current record without using the famous sword, he might have to use the sword Nian from the sloppy uncle.

But a flaming python...

Xu Xiaoshou turned around and stared at the bottom of the small mound. After falling to the ground, the motionless corpse was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

The mere form of "Western Wind Withered Snow" is just to maximize his current sword speed.

In terms of attack power alone, it is even several tens of points weaker than the sword drawing style.

But with such a blow, under the blessing of the famous sword, the 36 white skulls with the body of a master were killed on the spot!

"too strong!"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could fully feel why every sword cultivator was so eager for famous swords.

Even for the most ordinary swordsman, as long as he gets a famous sword, the enhancement of any of his sword skills will be strengthened enough to be called terrifying, right?

What's more, Xu Xiaoshou is still the original ancient sword cultivator!

"Collect the seeds, harvest the seeds!"

After being dazed for a while, Xu Xiaoshou patted Yu Zhiwen's squatting head while holding his head, then jumped off, and began to stab open the heads one by one with Yan Python.

"嗤嗤" sounded endlessly.

No matter how strong a master-level White Skull is, it will be difficult to resist the sharpness of the famous sword.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't realize it until it was getting closer.

The separation of the bodies and heads of these white skulls not only has deep sword marks, but also looks like it has been rotted by lava, and it has been directly worn uneven.

"Even the body of the White Skull's master has such consequences. If this sword is sent into the human body, even if it is protected by spiritual energy, it will definitely not be able to stop such power?"