The Ultimate Sword Master

Some people are soft-hearted.

Some people eat hard food.

But Su Yun... doesn't seem to eat anything.

"There's one last chance."

His eyes moved away from Wu Ying and fell on Gu Han, who was still frowning in thought. He said with a double meaning: "You, you must seize the opportunity!"

Wu Ying's heart trembled violently!

“Fellow Daoist…”

He looked sad and angry: "Do you know my origins?"

"Just a black crow."

Su Yun sneered, "What is there to brag about?"

"you……"

Wu Ying's face froze after his true identity was revealed. He just tried hard to suppress the humiliation in his heart and continued, "I have been practicing till now, and I don't know how many epochs have passed. It is not easy to come to this point today and enter the Taixu Divine Palace. Daoist friend, do you really have no mercy at all and want to destroy my cultivation and... kill me all?"

"three!"

"Daoyou, I have regretted it!"

"two!"

"I am willing to do my best to compensate you, how about that?"

“…”

Su Yun put his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said faintly: "One!"

boom!

In an instant!

A vast and boundless murderous intent, as if it were real, burst out from the corner of his eyes. The murderous intent was invisible and intangible, but at this moment it seemed to be materialized, instantly dispersing the endless gray fog, crushing countless strange and unknown existences, and falling on Wu Ying!

The body trembled!

With a bang!

"One last time!"

Su Yun spoke softly and was about to chase again when he seemed to sense something. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked far away with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"How many of them?"

"Why are you here? Tsk tsk... you're still alive?"

Raise your hands slightly.

He was about to take action to rescue her, but then he seemed to think of something, paused, and gave up his original plan.

"That's all."

“It may not be a disaster.”

The words fell.

The reincarnation platform that was about to be shattered, as well as his and Gu Han's figures, all suddenly disappeared in the almost endless gray fog!

At the same time.

In an endless distance from here, surrounded by endless gray fog, it passed through a pile of white bones, then transformed into one twisted and resentful face after another, and scattered to all parts of the world.

I don't know what kind of genus it is.

I don't even know what kind of creature it is.

This skeleton is only a dozen feet long, and even though it has been dead for many years, the evil and ferocious aura it exudes is still far greater than that of the corpses around it. The strange creatures like stitched monsters lingered here for a long time, but in the end they did not dare to get close and could only retreat to other places.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Just when the area returned to calm, the skeleton suddenly moved, and four figures walked out of it cautiously.

The leader was a two-foot-tall figure with a majestic and extraordinary aura. The five-colored feathers on his body floated slowly with the flow of mist, which was magnificent.

Shockingly!

It is Chongming who has not appeared for a long time!

Behind it.

A young man in cloth followed closely, with ordinary looks and a dull look. Looking closely, he seemed a bit naive, a bit reckless, and a bit stubborn. He carried a rusty iron sword on his back.

It’s Jun Wuwang!

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a deep and powerful aura, which was weird and heavy, and domineering. The boundless mist was infected by his aura and faintly turned into the shape of an eight-armed Dharma statue.

Gu Tian!

Behind the two men and the chicken was a middle-aged man with a dignified look and a handsome face. He was dressed in black and had a long beard that reached his chest. He looked elegant and free-spirited. Behind him, he carried two long swords, one purple and one green!

Natural.

It was the great poet Mu Xinghe.

then.

Su Yi once used up the last of his strength to send them to the Great Chaos Realm, but he was about to die at that time, his strength was much weaker, and the direction was also deviated, causing the three people and one chicken to wander in the cracks of chaos outside the world for many years, until not long ago, when they were lucky enough to come to the Great Chaos Realm.

only……

Before they could even show up in the Great Chaos, they were swept into a chaos tide and landed in this inexplicable world.

With their cultivation.

It is naturally difficult to survive in such a strange world.

only……

Gu Tian comprehended the ultimate way of hell, gave up the position of Demon Lord, and embarked on another unknown path. After coming here, he discovered that he could unexpectedly mobilize the corpses of the innate people and use the remaining power in them, which is why he has survived to this day.

certainly.

After all, Gu Tian's cultivation was too low, and even if he could mobilize the remaining power in those corpses, it was not much. Therefore, they had been hiding here for all these years, facing life-and-death crises all the time, and their lives were extremely difficult.

"Have you left?"

Chongming's pupils doubled, he looked around and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

“What a pity…”

Jun Wuwang also sighed, reached out and touched the iron sword behind him, seeming a little regretful.

"What a shame!"

Chongming said unhappily, "If you hadn't insisted on testing how powerful those ghost things were, would we have been forced here?"

"Chicken Lord."

Jun Wuwang thought about it and said seriously: "According to my deduction, if I draw my sword, there is a one in ten thousand chance of hurting them."

Chongming: “?”

Looking at the Xuantian Patriarch in front of him who had lived for countless years and still remained true to his original aspirations and kept rushing all the way to the end, he suddenly felt a little tired and even had the urge to make a great wish and give his brain to the other party.

"Fool! You should grow taller..."

"well!"

Before it could finish its words, a faint sigh suddenly sounded!

moment!

Whether it was Chongming or Gu Tianjun Wuwang, they all looked at the person standing aside with a weird look...Mu Xinghe!

Here we come!

Here it comes again and again!

Just like a mountain torrent bursting out, like a waterfall rushing down, the poet Mu's poetic inspiration was bursting out, and he could not suppress it at all. Without even waiting for the two men and the chicken to open their mouths, he had already recited a poem.

"The sword's energy once soared into the sky, but now the danger has turned into sorrow."

"At the moment of life and death, the soul is about to break, and the blood-stained sky is hard to judge."

"After the catastrophe, I look at the moon in vain, with no direction to go."

"The long journey across the mountains and rivers still leaves me in shock, with a lonely shadow and a cold lamp in the middle of the night wind."

After reciting a poem.

Mu Xinghe was moved by the scene. He felt that the world was vast, the future was lonely, and the prospects were bleak. He couldn't help but sigh.

The two men and the chicken also sighed.

No matter how good the food is, you will get tired of it if you eat too much. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, you will get bored of it if you see it too much. As for Mu Xinghe’s poems... let’s not talk about whether they are good or bad, it is true that I was tormented.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Silently, a wisp of gray mist passed by, and a slightly damaged black feather emitting a black-gold color fell in front of the three people and the chicken!

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