How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

The Nesi sword in Jing Jue's hand is heavier than usual. This sword looks slender, but it has the weight of heavy arms.Especially when the sword spirit is in full swing, no real person's cultivation base can't lift it at all.

But such a heavy sword still couldn't pierce Lu Lan's body.Jing Jue is too experienced. He fought Lu Lan several times, but he couldn't stab Lu Lan once.

You have to use the Frost Repelling Sword.

And in this world, apart from Lu Lan, only Tong Shu can use the Sword of Resisting Frost.

Jing Jue held the Nei Si sword horizontally in front of his eyes, his eyes were black with ink, and the sword was reflected in the pupils.

The sword was pulled away, and the edge swayed away, but the cold light remained in the eyes.

He also has a sword in his eye!

That is the sword cultivator's Yuanshen sword. When the sword is cultivated to the frontless state, the Yuanshen sword has taken shape, but it is hidden from view. If you want to become a conscious entity independent of the body like a human soul, you have to go to Jin Wujian territory.

At this time, Jing Jue's Primordial Spirit Sword was hidden in his eyes, and it was a sign that he was approaching the No Sword Realm.

Jing Jue single-handedly raised his sword, and the sharp sword energy was born from the Bensi sword, and also from the eyebrow peak of his fingertips. A silver light flashed in his eyes, like a white crane passing the morning sun, and a startled cry pierced the dawn.

Wherever Jing Jue pointed his sword, the sword energy flowed like flowing water, he said: "Yan Qingzun, let's draw the sword."

This is the etiquette of sword fighting, the real contest is a confrontation with one move and one move.

Lu Lan's face flickered slightly, he found that this time Jing Jue was different from before, although the sword movement was the same, but there was something different.

There were swords hanging on the four walls of the underground hall. Lu Lan beckoned, put a sword in his palm, and threw the sword out of its sheath. He also started with a single move.

Yan Qingzun is famous for his "heart of the piano and sword of the gallbladder, and both cultivation of the piano and sword".Lu Lanjian Yuqin is considered to be half of the sword cultivators.

It's hard to see a swordsman, and it's even more rare for two swordsmen to fight each other.

Jing Jue pursed his voice, said no more, and cut through the cold and wet moisture with a move of Qinglong's water.

The torrential rain raged, and some water entered the underground hall. The large and small puddles in the floor tiles were stirred by the sword energy and rippled.

The two swords were both extremely fast, the two swords slashed at each other, the blades split at the touch of a touch, neither of them loved fighting in the first move, they separated after testing the opponent's depth.

In the second move, each of them has accumulated strength, Jing Jue's movements are flowing like clouds and flowing water, and the sword flies obliquely, hitting Huanglong directly.

Lu Lan stood still, blocking with his horizontal sword, and when he pushed aside Nisi's sword, he heard a slight cracking sound.

The unknown sword in Lu Lan's hand would break if he blocked it again.

Ordinary swords, even if forged from black iron and fine steel, cannot withstand the three strikes of the standard sword.

It would be great if the Resisting Frost Sword was in hand.

I hate Liu Tang for stealing his Resisting Cream!

Lu Lan had no choice but to avoid touching the sword. Instead, he changed to a green dragon wagging his tail, and instead attacked with a sword. His movement was like lightning, and he said easily: "Your frontless state is more stable than before, but it's a pity that with me , still not enough to see."

"It's enough to kill you." Jing Jue chased after Lu Lan's sword, the standard silver light swallowed the dark light of Xuantie, with a little precision, with a "thump", Lu Lan's sword broke after three cuts .

At the same time, Jing Jue's light armor was struck by Lu Lan's sword, and a few black and gold scales fell to the ground and fell into the dirty puddle.

Lu Lan threw away the remaining half of the sword and dodged gracefully.

Jing Jue had expected it long ago, Nisi Jianmang had already chased to the front, sealing Lu Lan's castration.

Lu Lan sneered, and raised two swords flying towards the sky. Lu Lan received one in each hand, and made both left and right moves at the same time. The six moves were completed in one go. Force Jing Jue back to the position where he raised his sword.

The underground hall is full of swords, hundreds of thousands of them are readily available. This is what Lu Lan prepared for a contingency after losing Reshuang, and it really came in handy.

A huge thunder exploded outside the hall, and the rain became more and more rampant. The pouring slanted rain poured into the entrance of the underground hall, and the cold rainwater rushed down from the stone steps, and the puddles in the underground hall quickly connected into pieces.

Jing Jue landed in a puddle and felt the water overflowing the soles of his shoes.

There are four realms of sword repair, front, hidden front, no front, and no sword. Jing Jue's no-front mirror was advanced together when he was Jin Zhenren. Now he can no longer enter the real world, but the no-sword realm is quietly opened to him. the door.

The advancement of a sword cultivator is different from that of a Taoist cultivator. The focus is not on enlightenment, but on killing, and not only on killing.

The swordsman is a sharp weapon, with sharp edges horizontally and vertically, born bloodthirsty, and the leader of a hundred soldiers.The sword of Kaifeng is unstoppable, it can injure others as well as self, if you only know how to kill, you will be wounded by the sword one day.

Jing is definitely not a bloodthirsty person, he is sensible enough to always aim his sword at the right person.Before killing, he understood the meaning of not killing.

He is a genius at swordsmanship.

Every realm of sword repair is like stepping on the tip of a knife. The higher the realm, the more dangerous it is, and the closer it is to the advanced stage, the more dangerous it is. steel wire.

The firmness in Jing Jue's eyes was like ice and snow that never melted. The moment he was about to conjure up a method, his eyes fell on the wrist holding the sword - there was a bracelet made of evil strings.This evil bracelet and Qinan were supposed to be a pair, but Qinan had been returned by the other party, and the meaning of this bracelet had faded at that time.

But to him, it's still the same.

He is too cruel and stoic, even cruel, and is not very likable.But so what?He doesn't care what other people or even later generations think. Jianxiu keeps his heart, he only asks his own heart.

At this moment, at this moment, this opponent, the murderous intent in Jing Jue's eyes was as turbulent as today's rising waters. Holding the weighty Nisi sword, he performed the second pose, and said coldly to himself: " The time has come."

"I am a sword cultivator. I am here to slay evil. My time has come."

The shadow of the sword in his pupils gradually became clear, and if there was any substance in the coldness of the Primordial Spirit Sword, it seemed that it would burst out of his pupils at any time.

The edge of the sword is already bright, if you don't hurt others, you will hurt yourself.

Jing Jue didn't hesitate, he gripped the Nisi sword tightly, stretched his arms and swung the sword to point at the sky, opening the checkpoint of Jin Wujian Realm.

Jin Wujian Realm is very dangerous, there are four steps in total, it takes a lot of hard work, but if Jin Cheng becomes a god with a sword, although it is not considered ascension, it is already a god in the world!

The first step has come—go your own way and show your sharpness.

The sword spirit of Nisijian sensed something, and burst into a dragon chant excitedly - several generations of Nisijian had not brought it through the sword-free realm, and it sensed the uproar in Jingjue's heart at this time, and it was affected by it. This call, trembles eagerly!

It is a sword spirit, it has a godhead, he is far more impulsive than Jing Jue, it roars: Don't ask the way forward, put all your eggs in one basket!

Lu Lan is also a sword cultivator. Hearing the soaring dragon chant, he stared at Jing Jue quickly.

Seeing Jing Jue's complexion was snow-white, and the Yuanshen Sword in his pupils was bright and clear, he said in disbelief: "You actually want to advance to the Wujian realm!"

Jing Jue stared at him coldly. He was doing extremely dangerous and terrifying things, but his voice was calm and unwavering: "Yan Qingzun, please give me your advice."

Lu Lan drew his sword and slashed: "Whimsical! Daydreaming! I haven't been a sword cultivator in the swordless state for hundreds of years, and you want to use me to sacrifice the sword?!"

That's right, the reason why Jin Wujian Realm is difficult is not only one's own accumulation and determination, but also an opportunity!

Lu Lan is strong enough to be almost invincible at the moment. Such an existence is the best sacrifice to sacrifice to the Swordless Realm!

Lu Lan would never let Jing Jue get his wish.

His face was gloomy, his sword was fast and fierce, and the dense web blocked Jing Jue's way forward. In his spiritual power blended with Dao Realm and Demon Lord Realm, there was also a demonic conflict, and the complexities of immortals and demons The momentum fell down like a mountain collapsed.

Jing Jue's sword stopped halfway, no matter how difficult it was to advance.

However, he has no way to retreat, and since it has been opened, he can only go his own way to the end, otherwise there is an abyss waiting for him behind him.

If you fall, you will never be able to recover, and your bones will not remain!

Jing Jue condensed the spiritual power of enlightenment to resist the oppression of those two forces that were more than one realm higher than him.

He is a bachelor gambler who dared to bet his fortune. He bet that Lu Lan would not dare to die with him after 50 years of retreat.

Naturally, Lu Lan didn't want to hurt both sides with him. Moreover, in Lu Lan's view, Jing Jue's current real cultivation level against him is tantamount to a fly shaking a tree.Furthermore, there are only a few people in the Jin Dynasty without swords in ancient times, and he doesn't believe that Jing can succeed.

Lu Lan sneered, gathered the dual cultivation bases of the human realm and the demon monarch realm, with a fierce look in his eyes, and wanted to kill Jing Jue in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nie Sijian burst out a second dragon chant, which made Lu Lan take a few steps back.

This sound is different from the excitement before, like a dragon trapped in the sea, howling endlessly!

The Nesi sword was struggling violently. It opened its sharp edge and was pressed back. The backlash it received was like sharp gravel piercing the dragon's body. It struggled and howled in pain.

Jing Jue was in more pain than Nie Sijian, his face was pale, and his inner palace was turbulent, but fortunately he was in the body of colorful psychic jade, otherwise his internal organs would be displaced and he would vomit blood for three liters.

But Yuanshen's pain was unbearable, he couldn't help but choked, his hand holding the sword loosened, and when the sword slipped out of his palm, it was caught back by his cold fingers.

"I want to live and never retreat."

Under Lu Lantai's overwhelming suppression, Jing Jue insisted on launching the second step——

Bright sword without regret, heart like a sharp edge!

Ruthless, ignorant, selfless, only the sword.

Lu Lan had never seen such a desperate person.

Obviously, Jing Jue had always left room for retreat in several fights before, but this time he won't die!

Lu Lan didn't know about the outside world, nor did he know about Jing Jue and Tong Shu, but he could tell from Jing Jue's different performance that this time was extraordinary.

Not to mention, Lu Lan's human soul in Beilu Xiaoyuan also met Tong Shu. He wanted to distract himself from talking with Tong Shu, but Tong Shu came here to kill him, and Jing Jue was close to each other here. force.

Everyone came to him.

Lu Lan felt a huge net opening to him, this time is a decisive battle, either you die or I die.

Lu Lan thought: You are all too young!

Lu Lan raised his hand to draw a string of swords, and the sword turned into a stegosaurus with his thoughts, and the murderous aura burned into the air like a wolf smoke, and directly attacked Jingjue.

Jing Jue swung his sword to strike, but the weight of Nai Si's sword was added, the blade trembled, his movements were a little slow, and Lu Lan's deadly Stegosaurus was already in front of him.

Jing Jue moved his sword slightly away, and the Nisi sword was rubbed sideways by the attacking stegosaurus, sparks exploded in all directions, and the stegosaurus was completely broken under the violent trembling of Nisijian!

When Nisi Jianfang opened the stage where he was promoted with Jing Jue, he was suppressed by Lu Lan's spiritual power; at the same time, the resistance to promotion was strong, and the road ahead was bumpy. Under the double pressure, it was like a dragon lock on the cloud platform.

It neighed in pain, growled, and was very violent.

It wanted to break free, but it was ambushed on all sides, and there was no way out.

The dignity of God does not allow it to be a trapped beast, even if it is bruised and bruised, it is impossible to bow its head and compromise.

It frantically wants to break through the mountain.

At this moment, another sword appeared beside the sword spirit without anyone noticing, it was a sword like jade.

The standard sword spirit was surprised to find that it was a Yuanshen sword, Jing Shenwei's Yuanshen sword!

Then Master Jianling heard Jing Jue's voice resounding on the Lingtai: "Brother Jian, success or failure depends on one move, would you like to come with me to the desperate situation?"

"Go together!" Sword Spirit roared, "Go together!"

It is the number one sword in the world, its body trembles with excitement, even if there is a high mountain in front of it, even if you want to break the sword and perish, go together!

Success is a feast of gluttony, and failure is the destruction of jade and stone.

He is with the sword master!

The aura was blazing, and the Nisi sword and the Yuanshen sword merged into one, and the Nisi sword completely became Jing Jue's sword. When Lu Lan's stegosaurus came again, Jing Jue swung his sword away.

Lu Lan's third sword dragon followed closely.

The two sword dragons cannot be blocked by a single sword. Jing Jue was in the tornado of the blade, and the scales of the soft armor were cut off countless times. His moves were gnawing at him cruelly.

Lu Lan is gaining the upper hand. He knows that if he misses this step, it will be more difficult to suppress Jing Jue.

Lu Lan's body soared with coercion, and there was a clear aura around him, and a dark evil spirit.When he was in it, his face was changing, sometimes he was Yan Qingzun with a fairy air, sometimes he was a fierce monster, and sometimes there was a green mist of insects and monsters filling it, spiritual power, magic breath, and monster energy. The swell in the water was shaken to the point of boiling.

The rain was still eroding the sky and the earth, and the water in the ground hall overflowed the shoe. When Lu Lan saw Jing Jue, his face was ashen as blood, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

But in Lu Lan's heart, he was not sure of victory, because he saw that Jing Jue's soft armor had fallen off with few scales, and his robe had been cut torn by the sword, but he did not see Jing Jue's blood.

Jing Jue's body does not bleed, although there are countless wounds, so deep that the bones can be seen, but there is not a single drop of blood.

What kind of body is this?

It is impossible for Lu Lan to think about the expensive and exaggerated angle of colorful psychic jade, but she also knows that it is some kind of mysterious immortal body.

Lu Lan has fought against many people in his life, and he has also fought against the former Nie Sixian envoy Jing Xiao, but he has never encountered such a weird and unpredictable situation.

But this did not affect him to make a more radical and targeted judgment. Since Jing Jue's body could not be killed, Jing Jue's primordial spirit could be shattered.

Lu Lan raised his fighting spirit, he hadn't met such an opponent for a long time, and he hadn't met a sword repairer who could fight for a long time!

Lu Lan waved his sleeves, and the gold-rimmed drunken hibiscus embroidered on his chest glowed brightly under his aura, and countless dragons rose up on the ground, spraying the water, and the water waves churned like a torrent passing through the border , shot towards Jing Jue; at the same time, all the swords in the underground hall flew up, forming a "thousand swords return to the clan" formation, all aimed at Jing Jue.

Wan Jian struck, and the momentum of death roared towards Jing Jue, but General Jing Jue did not resist.

The five-color psychic jade's body has the ability to heal itself, but it can't catch up with the newly added sword wounds. His face and body are full of cutting edges, and Guanyu's face is full of ravines. This is the only thing left of him. Maybe Tong Shu's appearance can still attract Tong Shu, but even this has become ugly and hideous.

Jing Jue sacrificed Nisijian high.

The Yuanshen Sword and the Spirit Sword were tightly fused together, placed in the indestructible sword body of Nisi Jian, Jing Jue said to Nisi Jian: "Brother Jian, we are here."

He reached the third step of Jin Wujian Realm, which is also the most important and dangerous step.

The standard sword spirit has experienced it before, and knows what is about to happen. It stared at Wan Jian in front of it, and said: "It's here."

When Wan Jian stabbed, Jing Jue heard two voices from the inner palace:

"Good brother, don't, I'm afraid."

"Shen Wei, no, come back."

Jing Jue still opened the door to start the third step. He gently put the two heart demons into the Nisi sword in the sword rain, and said softly to them:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Don't cry, I'll be back."

"Be good, Shu'er, Bing Shi."

Then Lu Lan's "Wan Jian Gui Zong" came down like a torrential rain, and the flood tide followed mercilessly.

Put it to death and live again, here it is.

A silver light exploded, illuminating the ground hall like daylight like skylight.

Jing Jue stepped into the third step of No Sword Realm, using the spiritual power and sword energy that he had cultivated all his life to form a shimmering light, and tightly guarded his heart veins and two demons.

The third step is to pierce the heart with ten thousand swords and never regret a hundred deaths.

Nisijian let out a mournful roar that shook the heaven and earth, the ground hall was impacted by the sword energy, and it was on the verge of falling, the lamps fell one after another, the wall bricks hit the ground, and the broken swords all over the ground trembled!

The sword spirit has a godhead, and it can't resist this kind of heart-piercing grief. It is ruthless and loveless in the world, and at this moment it suddenly rises into a wild sorrow.

It seems that in this world, there is nothing to look forward to, nothing to love.

It is a lonely piece of perishing iron in this world, and it will fall into hell in the landslide at any time.

It has experienced this kind of cruel promotion before, and it knows that it is close to death on this trip. It has existed for a long time, and its old spiritual sense suddenly feels a strange frenzy of trembling. This is the excitement that can only be felt when facing a powerful enemy.

There is a fierce dragon roaring in this ancient sword body, and the sword spirit of Nisi seems to be rushing away from the sword body.

Yuanshenjian stood upright calmly, tightly pulling the sword spirit of Bensi.

"No fear, no regrets."

The fire burns, and the sword melts to become the god!

Jing Jue was the youngest sword master that Nei Sijian had ever followed, but it was this young sword master who wrapped it with the Yuanshen sword, and it was protected and trusted by the sword master.

It completely trusts this sword master who is about to usher in an era.

"Thousands of swords piercing the heart are nothing!"

"I and the sword master will never regret a hundred deaths!"

This is exactly the fearless spirit that Wujianjing needs!

I am the divine sword forged by heaven and earth, the shield and sharp blade of the people of the world. In front of me is the torment of fire, and behind me is the world of peace and prosperity.

You don't need to be understood, you don't need to be protected, and you are brave enough to seek prosperity in a lonely way, which is "fearless".

When Wan Jian submerged Jing Jue, Lu Lan thought he had succeeded.So he relaxed for a moment, and distributed his spiritual consciousness to the human souls in Beilu Xiaoyuan.

However, what he didn't expect was that soon he would usher in his first death.

Among the thousands of swords that Lu Lan can't see through, the Swordless Realm opens the door to Nisijian and Yuanshenjian, and the fourth step is right in front of you - there is regret in sheathing, and the world is lonely.

Yuan Jianjing asked: "Jing Jue, do you have any regrets?"

Jing Jue replied, "I have regrets."

"Why do you regret it?"

"I owe someone the truth."

"For what?"

"I promise him life after life."

I can't die here.

I will not abandon my mission; I will not escape from my responsibilities; I am a person who must be a god, and I may never be protected by anyone, and I may never be understood.

I just want to have a clear conscience and not be famous forever.

However, I have regrets, please allow me to return him life after life after I retire.

The glimmer of light gathered by Jing Jue gradually faded amidst Lu Lan's endless sword attacks, and if he kept on guarding, the next step would be the death of all swordsmen.

The Nesi sword was on the verge of losing control, it even wanted to push away the Yuanshen sword and charge towards the ferocious sword rain.

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