Taiping Inn

After all, the soul-refining clone of the old man Zang was in the realm of heaven and man, and its momentum was like a rainbow. It turned into more than ten black giant pythons that condensed into substance and rushed over to fight fiercely with the sword energy.

Li Xuandu drew his sword again and again, but it was not a very exquisite sword style, but just the simplest sword, moving at will, and the sword energy and the black giant python died together, rippling circles of ripples, like two armies fighting fiercely on the battlefield.

However, on the battlefield, what was actually fought was national strength.

If we regard the Tibetan old man and Li Xuandu as a country, then the Tibetan old man is undoubtedly a great country, with a rich country and a strong people. The defeat in a small corner of the country will not hurt him at all. Even if he is hurt by a series of wrong decisions, he can still make a comeback. Li Xuandu is a small country with few people. He can only use military force and cannot tolerate any failure. If he is not careful, he will lose everything. Even if he keeps winning, if he cannot win a big victory, he will be dragged down sooner or later.

Li Xuandu's momentum peaked when the thirty-six swords just now merged into one sword, which not only broke the resonance of the Tibetan old man, but also broke Li Xuandu's own cage. The next sword was just the afterglow of this sword, just like a carriage moving forward rapidly. Even if it loses the traction of the horse, it can still continue to move forward for a long distance just by relying on inertia. However, no matter how great the inertia is, it will end. As the inertia continues to weaken, the speed will become slower and slower. Therefore, Li Xuandu's sword is a downward slope.

Facing Li Xuandu's peak sword, even the old man Zang was seriously injured. After this sword, the old man handed Han Qianqian to Shang Xi, which was equivalent to getting rid of a burden. After standing firm, his own momentum began to rise steadily.

As time went by, if there were no other variables, Li Xuandu's chances of winning would only get smaller and smaller.

The old man Zang bounced off the broken sword with his intact palm, and suddenly exerted force with the broken palm, pushing it on Li Xuandu's chest.

Li Xuandu's figure floated backward and crashed into a side room of the county government.

This side room was directly smashed into ruins by Li Xuandu, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The power of the old man Zang's attack was so great that all the qi in Li Xuandu's body flowed into the major acupoints because of the "leakage pass", and the qi sea was almost dry. Although Li Xuandu barely blocked this palm, it also drained the national strength of his small country, and the destruction of the country and the family was imminent.

Old Man Zang naturally knew all this, and his anger subsided a little. He began to think about how to deal with this young man after he captured him. After thinking about it, it would be best to use him as "human material". With this physique alone, even if he could not refine "Yaksha", he would be able to cultivate iron corpses. However, he changed his mind and thought that even if he could capture him, looking at his posture of exhausting all the fish in the pond, the corpse left behind would be full of holes. He could not be made into "human material" and could only be used as fertilizer for the corpse breeding ground.

But then a sword light rose from the ruins and rushed towards Old Man Zang again, forcing Old Man Zang to put this idea aside for the time being and concentrate on dealing with this sword.

I saw Old Man Zang stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and countless palms broke out of the ground and grabbed Li Xuandu's feet, intending to pull him back to the ground, but Li Xuandu's speed was too fast, so these palms were always a hair's breadth away, and then I saw Li Xuandu came in front of Old Man Zang and swept his sword across.

At this time, Li Xuandu was bleeding from all six orifices, and it was clear that he was already at the end of his strength, but he still had to forcefully deliver the sword.

At this moment, Li Xuandu didn't think of anything, not the deceased, not his master, and not the great cause of the people.

For a swordsman, when the time comes, there is no need to have so many hopes or memories. This is what he thinks when the sword is in the sheath. After it is three feet out of the sheath, he can only draw the sword.

When Li Xuandu was learning swordsmanship, his master once warned him that the way of swordsmanship is the way of swordsmanship, without any love, hatred, or grudges. What kind of kingly sword, what kind of overbearing sword, what kind of sword of transcendence, what kind of sword of entering the world, are all false.

The way of swordsmanship is like a sword, which can be used. Whether you use the way of swordsmanship you have learned to save people or kill people, to save the world or to bring disaster to the world, it is just "use", not the way of swordsmanship itself. Just like the three-foot-long sword in your hand, it is neither good nor evil, but depends on the person who uses it.

No matter what kind of fancy words are used to decorate it, the sword is a weapon, and the essence of swordsmanship is the art of killing.

If it is not for killing, what is the purpose of learning swordsmanship? To strengthen the body?

So four years ago, Li Xuandu was an extremely pure swordsman. He never knew what mercy was when he drew his sword, and he never thought about these things. At the beginning, Jiangbei Wulin liked to stick together, regardless of right or wrong, good or evil. They couldn't bear to see Li Xuandu, a dragon crossing the river, running all over Jiangbei Wulin. More than ten people in the Return to the True Realm gathered spontaneously and joined forces to block Li Xuandu's way, to force Li Xuandu to bow his head and admit his mistakes.

He even threatened, "Don't accept it? Beat him until he accepts it."

As a result, Li Xuandu had no choice but to draw his sword.

In Li Xuandu's view, these people can be described in eight words: strong on the outside but weak on the inside, fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

If they really have courage, why do they need to stick together?

The accumulation of people sticking together is only stupidity, not innate wisdom, which is called a mob.

So the ending is obvious. Although they are both in the Return to Truth Realm, Li Xuandu alone and with his sword, he defeated these Return to Truth Realm masters like cutting melons and vegetables.

Li Xuandu won because of the word "purity", while these Jiangbei masters lost because of the word "grouping". If they really dared to fight to the death, why would they need to act in a group? On the contrary, since they have chosen to stick together, how can they have the courage to fight to the death?

Li Xuandu held the "world in the world" in his hand. With one wave, a line of sword energy ran across the entire county government, and the walls, pavilions, rockery, trees, beams and pillars were all divided into two horizontally by this line of sword energy.

The old man Zhao clasped his hands and raised a white bone skeleton in front of him. The white bones were piled up like firewood. On it was a white bone skeleton with a golden crown sitting on it.

A loud clanging sound broke out, and the invincible "Human World" could not cut off this White Bone Miaohua Zun, but it left a deep sword mark on it, and then it stopped.

At the same time, blood splattered everywhere on Li Xuandu's chest, and the white bone skeleton sitting on the throne poked out an extremely sharp bone claw, instantly tearing Li Xuandu's body.

The reason why Old Man Zang was able to reach the fourth position of the Taixuan List with his cultivation level of the infinite realm of the Heavenly Man and surpassed the masters of the Heavenly Man Creation Realm of the Heavenly Man. In addition to the incarnation of corpse refining and soul refining, he also used countless manpower and material resources to refine it. One of the two extraordinary treasures made is this "White Bone Miaohua Zun", which seems to be a Dharma image, but in fact it is made of many relics of masters returning to the realm and relics of Buddhist monks, and is divided into two parts The skeleton is made of pure relics, and the skeletons on the skeleton are spliced ​​with the remains of thirty-six masters of Returning to the Truth Realm. Compared with the bronze armored corpse, it only lacks wisdom and uses it as a magic weapon to control it. Can attack, retreat can defend.

After the old man Zang took one hand, he smiled faintly and said, "With mere innate realm cultivation, I can force me to use the 'White Bone Miaohua Zun', which is amazing, it's really amazing."

Li Xuandu held the "world" in his hand and retreated backwards.

Originally, after the sword was handed out, Li Xuan was at the end of his strength, and only the last sword was left, but this sword was turned out to be ineffective, so Li Xuan could not hand over the last sword.

After all, purely not the same as brainlessness.

He had to temporarily suspend the operation of the "God-defying Tribulation" and leave a sword energy and a ray of breath for himself.

At this moment, a golden light quickly swept over.

Great power subduing demon fist!

The old monk punched the "White Bone Miaohua Zun", exploded countless golden lights, carrying huge power, and repelled the "White Bone Miaohua Zun" by more than ten feet away.

Then I saw Wuzhen put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name for a long time, and said, "Zangzhu, you and I have not met for more than ten years since the Yuxu fighting sword back then. Today, I am not talented, so I have to learn from the sect. 'White Bone Miaohuazun'."

On the other hand, Su Yunyu has already fought with Hong Chengchou. Even though Hong Chengchou has mastered Qi Ying's "Wuji Gunssing Technique", Su Yunyu is not Li Xuandu, who has never used the "human world", and has a high level of cultivation. Hong Chengqiu was out of breath, and with all his strength at this time, Hong Chengqiu was suppressed to the point of being breathless.

The old man Zang's face turned ashen. He was also a decisive person. He immediately spread the word with his divine thoughts and said to Shang Xi beside him: "What you do today is no longer done. You can quickly retreat to Beimang Mountain with the furnace and cauldron!"