How to break the sword of crossing into a male god

Since Pangu opened the sky, Sanqing ascended to immortality.The way for humans and animals to become immortals is to divide them into three parts—tool repair, talisman repair, and sword repair.

Artifact cultivation, relying on magical instruments, alchemy and medicine to improve one's cultivation level, is the smoothest and easiest way to become an immortal.Talisman cultivators are mostly people with high savvy, who use thoughts as talismans and talismans as energy. Although it is slightly more difficult than weapon cultivation, it is still easy to become immortal.As for sword cultivators...

The moment Zhan Yiyun jumped off the cliff, only the words that Chu Feng said to him these days echoed in his mind——

"Sword cultivator is the most bitter and difficult path to becoming an immortal. If you are not careful, you will lose your mind during thousands of years of cultivation. Because no matter how strong a sword cultivator is, all they have is nothing more than a hand. It's just the sword in it."

All he can have in his life is his sword.

So at such a critical moment in Transcending Tribulation, how could Duan Shuize, a sword repairman, lose his sword?

The wind whistled in his ears, Zhan Yiyun closed his eyes and said "become a sword" over and over again in his heart. Although this method is a bit embarrassing to say, it has been proved by so many experiments that it is really effective.

It was the same this time, when he opened his eyes again, except for his senses, he was unable to move at all.It's just that the cliff is really too deep, and after so much delay, he still couldn't see someone at the bottom of the cliff through the purple-black cloud.

Damn, Duan Shuize couldn't have been struck to death by the first three bolts of lightning, right?

As soon as the thought came up in his heart, before he could think about it, he suddenly felt that the speed of his body's descent slowed down instantly. In the end, Zhan Yiyun almost felt like a leaf in the breeze. When the speed of falling could be described as fluttering, he ignored the touch. A familiar warmth.

The man raised his head, his waist-length black hair was fluttering in the strong wind, his bright red eyes looked at the purple-black long sword falling from the cliff through the indelible clouds, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. After two strokes, he finally showed a gentle smile when he held the handle of the sword.

"Why did you come down?"

When I opened my mouth, the familiar voice had an unfamiliar hoarseness, probably because I hadn't spoken for a long time, and even the tone of voice was uncomfortable.

Zhan Yiyun tried his best to move his body, and following his movements, the long sword made a soft sound like a dragon chant in addition to the usual soaring devilish energy.Afterwards, he opened his mouth, with a hint of showing off, and responded at the top of his voice amidst the thunder that rang out again: "I just learned a new trick while you were away, and I wanted to show you off, but you never went up. I can't wait, I can only come down and talk to you by myself."

Duan Shuize responded with a smile: "You are amazing."

"Of course." Zhan Yiyun said, "I can't help it. I didn't find the right time to talk to you, but I'm easy to talk to, so I allow you to use my new move to blow the sky away."

Duan Shuize's smile grew stronger, and he thanked the long sword in his hand with a serious face, then looked up at the sky again.

It's just that this time, compared to the time when he faced the three thunderbolts before, he felt a lot more at ease.

He is not stupid, and Zhan Yiyun's lying skills are too poor.

But since Zhan Yiyun didn't want to admit it because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take the initiative to help him carry the thunder, so he just pretended not to see it.

After thinking about it for a while, Duan Shuize's expression suddenly became serious, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes widened angrily, and his lips parted, and he spit out two words that no one wants to face now——

"coming."

The sound of thunder fell almost at the same time as the voice, Duan Shuize breathed hard, but suddenly raised his hand and held the long sword to meet the thunder.The cold light on the sword mixed with the strong demon energy and the purple light from the thunder. After a loud bang, the white light that almost blinded the eyes rushed into the sky from the ground, smashed through the clouds and split again. Fired the next bolt of lightning.

All of a sudden, everything was silent.

Chu Feng looked up at the long-lasting sword energy and the dark clouds that were struggling to gather together as if trying to compete. His breathing was stagnant for a moment, and his hand holding the sword tightened even more.

Glancing at the cliff in front of him again, he turned around and looked at the man behind who didn't know when to come, spread his hands, and sighed: "I said that there is a little trouble here, you just come and take a look, I should ask you not to make a fuss , or should I thank you for your attention?"

"Mr. Chu, you can't say that." The man smiled and lifted the hood that had been turned upside down on his head. His long black hair spread out behind him, and under his willow eyebrows were a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes. The corner of his mouth raised a hint of male and female indistinguishability, he looked up at the sky, and continued: "It's not that we pay too much attention to you, everyone is staying in this demon world, and we always have to look at the sky from time to time Yes."

After the words fell, as if he was afraid that Chu Feng would not know what he meant, he raised his finger again and pointed out that he had finally fought through the sword energy, and planned to have another thunderstorm in the sky: "I don't know, you When did such a person come here?"

Chu Feng frowned, squinted his eyes and looked aside: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Then, old man, don't stand here, the wind will hurt you." The man smiled unabated, and walked up to the edge of the cliff, he said: "Since you don't know What am I talking about, it would be easier to handle, after all, we are also the administrators of the Demon Realm, no one wants to see this sudden unknown person breaking the current balance, right..."

Before he could finish talking, an unsheathed long sword was blocked in front of him.Without opening his eyes, Chu Feng licked the corners of his mouth at him, showing an obviously emotionless smile, and said, "Little Su, no matter if it's a demon, a fairy, or a human being, don't kill them all, right?"

"Mr. Chu was joking." The man smiled and raised his hand, attaching the scimitar that he had been carrying behind his back, a glint of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes: "This commotion is a big one, I'm afraid it won't do anyone any good Bar?"

Chu Feng raised his head and smiled, but did not respond.

The two were in a stalemate for a long while, and the man opened his mouth again, but before he could make a sound, a bolt of vigorous lightning in the air smashed down again with a "cracking" sound.

The man suddenly took a step back, Chu Feng frowned, and turned around to help stop the lightning.But the white light burst out into the sky again, but this time, it seemed that even the sound of the long sword cutting through the air could be heard clearly.

Looking intently, there was a person standing in mid-air, his long hair curled in the wind, holding a purple-black long sword in his hand and waving it non-stop in the air, blocking the thunder that seemed to smash him to pieces.

One, two...

Just when the ninth thunder fell, there was a loud noise in the dark clouds that entangled together, but it dissipated in an instant, as if nothing had happened, and the sky was clear again in a few moments.