These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

Even ignoring his fist bombardment.

And this fist was no accident, it hit the tip of her sword without any deviation.

At this moment, time seemed to be at a standstill, Ran Xinxue hadn't felt the feedback of the sword's power, and then...

"puff!!"

The huge force seemed to tear Ranxinxue apart, and her sword shattered inch by inch, turning into crystals all over the ground.

And she was knocked back by this tyrannical, almost irresistible force!

She felt like her internal organs were about to be shattered, and she couldn't even lift a little bit of strength.

It was only at this time that I realized that this was the gap between the dragon-slaying realm and the god-watching realm.

The short-term consciousness seems to be lost, like a kite with a broken thread, from the vitality just now to the current qi, it seems that it is only a moment.

But Ran Xinxue also expected such consequences.

There is nothing to regret, I finally... let out a long sigh of relief.

But after waiting for a while, the blink of an eye felt like ten thousand years of torment.

But he didn't wait for the heavy sound of himself falling to the ground.

She fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Ran Xinxue, who knew what it was, barely raised her head, and heard his deep words.

"Did I allow you to do this nonsense?"

Ran Xinxue smiled, but her face was pale, with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Have you forgotten, Nunu has always been a person who doesn't listen to his master..."

Wei Tu placed Ran Xinxue against the stone, and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

Then look at her.

"I'm overthinking myself. A servant wants to help the master solve his problems? It's up to me."

Ran Xinxue couldn't help laughing.

"Smelly shameless..." Then she moved a little bit, leaning on one side, leaving a piece, and said with a pale and charming smile, "Look, the local slaves have reserved it for you, and I will lie down later Be more accurate..."

"Ha ha."

Wei Tu smiled and stood up.

Then he looked at Yao Xiang.

"This woman is very unlovable, sometimes very hateful, but many times I have nothing to do with her, even thought about her death... But ah." He shook his head and walked slowly towards Yao Xiang, holding the The sword swings up and down little by little, as if striking some rhythm.

He seemed to be possessed by a demon, chattering and chanting to himself.

"As expected, I was still a little angry just now, my servant, only I can bully you, what kind of thing are you?"

Yao Xiang looked at Wei Tu calmly.

"Isn't looking at the God Realm nothing?"

Wei Tu raised his head suddenly, revealing a rare sinister smile.

"I have been to this rubbish realm 20 years ago, but have I ever heard... Immortal emperors are afraid of looking at gods?"

It thundered like thunder.

Thick as a bell.

At this step, the boy's aura seemed to be unbelievably high.

He smashed the bricks on the front floor with one foot, and the second foot seemed to smash Ling Xiao! PS: The first half of the explanation is more detailed. I didn’t want to write these at first, but I still feel that my previous writing is not good. I will make up some, but I still can’t explain it completely, because some parts will be left at the end of this plot. I hope you can read it Be clearer.

85 Sword of Punishing God

当少年的身影在黑夜之下，如同迅疾的猛兽，一跃而起之时。姚骧感觉到了不同的气息。他的判断不可能出错，即使对方有所遮掩，最多也就是屠龙境八品的阶段，距离九品都有差距，更不要说自己已经身处许久的望神境了。但是为何他能说出如此贻笑大方的话？一个看上去20岁都不到的少年，哪里来的什么20年前？所谓的仙帝……当然仙帝不会怕望神境，可你这小子哪来的仙帝？虽然这一剑的确有些门道，迅疾又写意，浑身有说不尽的韵味，但是如同只有躯壳没有灵魂一样，只有灵魂没有躯壳的，一样无处安身。也就是说你图有意境，却没有与之匹配得绝对硬实力，结果一样的……是一碰就碎的高贵灵魂啊。可是高贵有什么用呢？无数的高贵，无数的王侯将相，却最终被揭竿而起的农夫踩在脚下。何况……他姚骧可不是乡野村夫。“喝！”姚骧往前踏出一步，双拳的力量汇聚到了顶峰，这一拳他给予了这个聪明至极的少年相当大的尊重，没有什么好说的。几乎身在南剑州顶峰的自己遇到了可能是下一个天才的少年，可惜是生死对立的情况，如果还要用什么卑劣得手段，终究是侮辱了自己的道路。全力而为就是自己最好的尊重。“吼！！”虎虎生风的双拳如一条巨龙，打出的气浪几乎掀开了宝光殿顶层的瓦片。周围本就在这个季节凋零的大树疯狂的摇晃，脆弱的枝桠在风中被带走，寥寥无几的几片树叶更是直接被撕碎。这强劲的风来到了魏荼的脸上。吹开他长长的黑发，让他那张漂亮至极的脸蛋显得更加清晰。可是这也能让姚骧看清楚他眼里的光彩。夺目，耀眼，且一往无前。“砰！”这一剑同样魏荼没有任何的躲闪，或许有的时候，有些人的剑招就讲究一个辗转腾挪，想尽办法都要找到破绽。但是魏荼明白自己处于怎样的情况之中，这一世的气运就叫做一往无前绝不后退。不要去想别的方式，否则境界的意境就会落了下乘，有些事情甚至安危还要重要。剑尖触及到对方的拳头掀起的气浪，开始的碰撞便让魏荼虎口一震，他却没有松开。一路向前，一寸寸的将那气浪刺碎！支离破碎的气息胡乱的流窜。而他越来越近，让姚骧都有些吃惊的事情是这个少年的速度都没有减缓多少！这大概不可能，按照道理，就算他天赋异禀，自己的拳意，这望神境的境界，也应该让他削减七八成的气力，而不是像现在……到底为什么？而转瞬之间，魏荼已经到了近前。剑尖对拳锋，一接触就是惊天动地，爆裂出的响声，比起此时的地动山摇还要让人心悸。而面对面的两人相对而立，气浪吹拂两人的脸颊，两双不同年纪的眼眸彼此对视。姚骧显得游刃有余，而魏荼的表情似乎已经是相当吃力。这种差距一眼就能看到，姚骧更是气定神闲起来。“真是可惜，如果你不在渊剑宗……或许会有更高的成就。说实话，当一个扼杀天才的人……还真是有些爽快呢。”魏荼眯着眼睛看着姚骧，已经显得十分吃力了，似乎这个时候多说一句话都有泄气的可能。但是魏荼仍旧开口道。“曾经有无数人对我说过这样的话，但是无一例外，死的都是他们。”“呵呵，也有望神境？”姚骧显然认为这是这个少年的嘴硬。他感慨道，“望神境以来的修行实在寂寞，所以我才想要迫切的登上大道成为仙帝，你应该也是有机会的。或许在未来你是个很不错的对手，但是现在，境界都存在巨大差距，我还是狮子搏兔，你有何胜算？”“全身上下，都是胜算。”这么说着的少年，就在对方自得轻松的眼神里，更进一步。他能更进一步的原因只有，他的剑，更深一步。姚骧的深色逐渐凝重，变得不敢置信起来。“你……不可能，你的锋芒为何……”屠龙境以这样的方式，全然比拼气息和境界的硬实力情况下，他怎么可能突破望神境的防御？！姚骧瞪起眼睛，随着魏荼再进一步，那剑锋甚至触及自己的拳头，让自己感觉到了些许的刺痛感觉。他惊疑不定的看着魏荼。“你难道是望神境？！”此时看着惊疑不定的姚骧，和似乎情况一片大好的染新雪却没有一点开心，只有她知道发生了什么。就在刚才。当着自己的面，他给自己喂下稳定气血的丹药的同时，他给他自己喂入了炼神丹。那是用来屠龙境度过望神境的时候，闭关之时的修行者喜欢用的丹药。可以更一步的锤炼神魂，使其神魂的力量捶打的更接近仙体，但是一般都是用来促进融合的。但是这个少年就在自己面前吃下了一大把。当时染新雪并不知道对方为什么要这么做，因为在自己看来这种吃药的方式没有一点作用。而现在……染新雪明白了。他是要用这样的方式，使神魂呈现一种达到望神境的假象。这是强行的破境，但是绝对不是他本身的境界，这就相当于暂时的去透支自己的气运和天赋，这是向老天借境！这种状态看起来让他许多指标能达到望神境的地步，但是持续时间不长，而且副作用相当可怕，他难道只考虑这一关？那么后面该怎么办？！等等……姚骧这样的望神境高手，能给他度过难关的机会么？！“砰！”姚骧终于忍耐不住，一拳轰开。而魏荼一剑刺穿他的手掌，留下了淋漓的血痕。向后退却两步的姚骧却陡然睁开双眼，爆发的精光直视这个少年。他终于看清楚了，这个少年的眉心，那若隐若现的神魂力量，显得诡异奇怪。他顿时明白过来。冷笑道。“不自量力，用借境这样的方式登上望神境的确有了和本尊对垒的资格，但是……这种方式只对望神境初期的人有点作用，而我不是。这压根就不是你所能掌控的。”魏荼脸面上的气血似乎呈现奇怪的状况，一会儿微红一会儿苍白，似乎在两种截然不同的状态里沉沉浮浮。他喘着粗气，手中的剑却握的很紧。“我能不能掌控，试试不就好了？”“试试就试试，你这个臭小子吓唬谁呢！”陡然，姚骧气势节节攀升如同平地筑起一座高楼，一座让人叹而观止的苍天大楼！而在这气势之下，姚骧举起自己的双拳，天地之间的气息仿佛全都汇聚在他的手中。他对准了魏荼。“望神境之下，能接我一拳的人，少之又少。但是我判断你，最多能接三次。这算是对你最大的称赞了吧？不要不甘心，世间的道理皆是如此，就算不想认命也由不得你！”“轰！！”从未有过的心悸出现在了染新雪的心里。这一刻，她不敢置信的看着魏荼的头顶上方，明明什么都没有，她却可以感觉到一个硕大的拳头，冲着少年的头顶压来，如天上落下的巨锤，而魏荼……就仿佛是等待被碾碎的猎物。这一下，魏荼不偏不倚的接下。他单手持剑就这样握着，却是微微闭着双目。“噗！”第一拳轰下来，他脚下的土地瞬间陷下去一大块，周围的地砖以他为中心寸寸的破碎，碎片飞扬在了空中。他的脸色苍白的同时，嘴里不可抑制的喷吐一口心血，喷洒了面前的地砖。姚骧笑容更灿烂。“第二拳，可不要让我太失望，不然就没意思了，你起码要达到我的最低预期吧？”“轰！！”第二拳如期而至，如世界末日的预告。这一下的重拳，仿佛直接将魏荼腰背砸完，他的被夸张的弓起。整个原本挺拔的身影仿佛要被锤到地面之下一般。而染新雪眼里只能看到他身前，那一片血红。他吐了多少血了……糟糕……连借境都仿佛要因为这样的重击而消失。一旦这样构建的境界破碎，他要经受的不只是当下的实力大减，以后……可能都再也没有晋升望神境的可能！姚骧的笑声还在继续。“好好好，果然不简单，但是很遗憾，也就到此为止了……第三拳。魏荼啊，这一拳无论如何你是扛不住了，强弩之末还要坚持的结果……就是灰飞烟灭！”“轰隆隆！！”这一次阴沉的天际甚至仿佛响起了轰隆隆的雷声。在云层之间穿梭。甚至开始波及魏荼上方的空气。雷电就像是无数雷蛇的穿梭，开始混杂，开始盘旋，成一个拳头的形状。染新雪知道，魏荼也清楚。。这一次姚骧是真的不再废话了，这一拳，他用上了全部的境界和实力。这是无可避免的一拳。这一拳要是砸下来，连毁天灭地都不会有人怀疑。而魏荼却一下一下，仿佛逆天而行一般，他缓缓直起了自己的腰背。他看了一眼天际，然后慵懒的眨了一下眼。他甚至此时还显得有些玩世不恭的说。“你到现在为止还不知道我为什么要借境啊……”姚骧心里察觉有点不对，对方的话语实在是太过奇怪……不能乱想，这个聪明的少年一定是在攻心，想让自己这一拳出现差错，但是不可能。这三拳，他不知道自己锤炼了多少年，一点差错都不会出现！“少在这里妖言惑众，这一拳你必死！！”“轰！”混杂雷电的拳头瞬间落下。更迅疾，更沉重，更是崩天裂地。当这记拳头落下，染新雪眼里一片烟尘，混杂雷电的烟尘！她不知道里面究竟会发生什么，但是毫无疑问，如果这拳落在自己身上，哪怕是陆倾颜，都会被碾碎成肉泥，更不要说这天雷的缠绕，还会烧灼你的神魂！“噼里啪啦——”不仅仅是烟尘不曾消散，连雷电的缠绕都未曾褪去。糟糕了……糟糕了……染新雪心沉到了谷底。姚骧笑出声来，天地之间仿佛都只存在他压抑许久的狂笑。“哈哈哈哈哈……！终于走到这一步……这一步啊……没人能阻止的！没有人！这就是天命！去他妈的天命！都是更高的强者的安排而已！我没有办法抵抗！你也没有办法！谁都没有办法……哈哈哈哈！”染新雪可怕的看着这个仿佛癫狂起来的姚骧。谁都不曾见过的模样。仿佛这才是真实的他，被极致的压抑过后的释放多么可怖？这一刻，他就像是这天地之间的一尊魔神。而就在他的笑声仿佛无可收回的时候。一瞬间的风云变幻谁都没有想到。比这风云变幻先一步到来的是话语，在此时此刻似乎不应该响起的话语。“命运啊……真的是无法抵抗的么？”反问伴随有些虚弱的嗓音。染新雪不敢置信的睁开眼。看着那风云变幻的烟雾缭绕处。他一点点的从地上爬起身，衣衫已经凌乱，到处都是破口，脸上甚至流淌下来一道鲜艳的血污。而姚骧此时却是快疯了！“怎么可能……这不可能！你只是借境！你不可能！你不可能坚持到现在……！”望神境的全力三拳……可不是什么农夫三拳！他怎么可能！可是事实总是这么残酷。这个少年简直就是超过自己所有想象的神奇。他站起身，长舒一口气，雷电缓缓的从他身上流淌干净，在夜空里消失。他透过烟雾扬起头，如一头睡眠千百年的巨龙，睁开他的眼睛。金光熠熠，闪烁的无可匹敌的坚毅。他的眸子穿过烟雾缭绕，直指姚骧。“你到现在都不明白我借境是为了什么……你到现在都不懂……你怎么能说你能击败我？”“你到底要干什么！”姚骧已经彻底的愤怒和混乱，因为他发现，自己所有的胜券在握都无法彻底消灭这个少年。一次一次，一次又一次的击垮自己的自信，关键的是，他到底为什么借境？！为什么？！“你以为我只是要借境来获得和你对等的境界以此来击败你……这么想是在是太……蠢。真的……蠢。”“你……！！”而不敢置信的染新雪此时感觉到了一阵风。不是吹拂，而是吸取。有什么在朝着那个少年吹去。魏荼就站在这波澜的中心，闭上眼感受着四周的风声涌动。所有的一切仿佛要环绕自己。树叶。碎石。砖瓦。碎木。全都以他为中心席卷在一起。然后是剑，一柄柄的剑。开始环绕，开始凝聚，开始混杂成让姚骧心惊胆战的力量。他看着那渐渐凝聚的形状，突然明白。“剑！”魏荼望着乌云密布的天际，轻轻呼吸。浓厚的气息从他的鼻息蹿腾而出。他说道。“不到望神境，我怎么用诛神剑呢……”诛神剑。前世一位名叫魏荼的半步仙帝所创。仙帝级别以下，灰飞烟灭，只有望神境才有能力使用。以己境界，换彼之命。PS：本来是想着随便写写，找点状态，越写越多越顺畅也就思路来了，希望能看的很爽。还有十月一号的新书……应该很不错，我自己看几遍都这么觉得，虽然我的感觉不准，但是不会是烂俗无聊的作品的！最后月末求个月票，这可是四千字的章节喔~~

86 You don't know how strong I am

First of all, neither Ran Xinxue nor Yao Xiang knew what Zhu Shenjian was.

Is it the name of the sword, or a move?

Maybe there was no conclusion before, but at this moment, when the people present are at the dragon slaying level at least, I feel that it can be done easily.

Such as this scene.

The flowers, plants and trees seemed to be centered on this young man.

Yao Xiang finally felt that what this young man condensed did not look like a sword.

It's sword intent.

This is the sword intent that he has never seen or felt.

Yao Xiang has met many people in his life, young, middle-aged, and old.

He has seen fierce knives, elegant swords, and fierce fists, but he has never seen the sword intent at this moment.

This kind of mysterious feeling couldn't be grasped, but it was so terrifying that he couldn't accurately know what spirit was condensed in the opponent's sword intent.

Mixed together, it was floating in front of him. Even though so many fragments were combined together, it became a condensed, pure black floating long sword, just like this, floating in front of Wei Tu.

The boy who raised his head looked at the flowing clouds in the sky.

He has seen what is brilliant, what is truly talented, and what is as sparse as fireworks.

What is the silence after the splendor.

Look at the sea of ​​clouds on the high mountains, and listen to the wind in the thousands of hills.

Drink wine when you are full of spirits, draw your sword when you have no way to retreat...

"With this sword, flowers, plants, trees, fallen leaves and crushed stones can all be swords... all within this radius are my sword intent, so what if you look at the divine realm and I borrow the divine realm? This sword, you will lose .”

Wei Tu's golden eyes stared at Yao Xiang for a moment.

At this time, Yao Xiang had an idea that should never appear.

In a life-and-death struggle, you should definitely not have thoughts...

He wants to escape.

Because he suddenly judged that this sword... cannot be used by Wei Tu!

His intuition told himself that although he had never seen such a sword before, when such a sword appeared, he must have nowhere to escape!

If you don't run now, you won't have another chance.

But...is it too late to run now?

A moment of entanglement appeared in Yao Xiang's mind, that is, at this moment, the young man who seemed to have entered the mysterious realm let out a long sigh of relief.

The sword finally took shape in front of him, and the blade finally pointed at the man.

Ran Xinxue will find that Wei Tu's eyes and demeanor are completely different at this time. No matter what before, he looks like a calm and mature young man, or cynical, with a lazy and casual attitude towards everything , a dissolute young man of the world.

But now, his eyes are contemptuous, as if he is condescending, standing on the top alone.

Possessing the majesty that seems to look down on the world, as if he should be the master of this world.

This kind of temperament is not something that a young man can fake if he wants to.

Yao Xiang stood still at this time, as if stiff, and suddenly thought of the other party's words... He has been to the Immortal Emperor...

I can't believe it, but...has he really been there?

It is no longer a direct denial but a suspicion.

He looked at Wei Tu and couldn't help but make his last voice for his life.

"You can't kill me! Do you know what kind of disaster will happen if you kill me?! You can't..."

The shaking of the ground is still going on, as if something is getting closer and closer.

But the boy with fluttering hair, more dazzling than ever, and irresistible, ignored them all.

"I'll think about the future in the future. It's not in my nature to look forward and backward. So... I still have to die."

After speaking, Wei Tu finally drove the sword.

This sword that exudes brilliance and is like nothingness, flies into the sky.

Yao Xiang raised his head and stared blankly at the sword, feeling a strong coercion in an instant.

It locked itself!The sword locked itself! !

"No...you don't know how long I've been holding back for today! You don't know how many people are plotting this! You can't resist them even if you kill me! It can't be stopped!! It can't be destroyed!!! You don't want to Wishful thinking!!"

Wei Tu just shook his head, and the sword fell little by little.

That's right, the speed is not fast at all, very slow.

But with every inch that fell, Yao Xiang's legs became more fragile.

When it came to the top of Yao Xiang's head.

"boom!"

Yao Xiang knelt down on the ground.

The sword goes down again!

And Yao Xiang seemed unable to resist this powerful coercion at all, prostrating himself on the ground!

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Ran Xinxue looked around expectantly, and Yao Xiang's blood-red eyes stared fixedly, those unwilling eyes seemed to jump out of their sockets.

And Wei Tu's eyes didn't change, he was just silent and cold.

Arm raised, lowered.

"puff!!"

"boom!!!"

The ground around Yao Xiang flew up and down again.

The raised dust almost covered the sky.

His back was pierced instantly, and his whole body was fixed on the ground.

Blood flowed from his back in an instant, his face turned pale instantly, and he lost all his strength, as if even his realm had been liquidated.

He seemed to have finally tasted the feeling of having nothing and everything in front of him slipping away from his eyes.

And it's too late to be happy with the new snow.

The young man who was so radiant just now that he even felt like a god suddenly knelt down on one knee.

He couldn't stop coughing.

Ran Xinxue took a closer look, and saw that the realm of youth was slipping!

The borrowed state of looking at the gods disappeared almost instantly.

After adjusting her breath for a while, Ran Xinxue, who now has some strength, immediately got up and came to Wei Tu's side.

Trying to lift up the face was as white as paper, it could be said to be extremely weak, compared to the situation where Yao Xiang couldn't tell who was better and who was worse, Wei Tu slightly pushed Ran Xinxue's hand away.

He shook his head.

"Cough cough... I'm fine."

"Are you all right?!"

Ran Xinxue was full of anger, no matter what time, this young man was still trying to be brave.

But Wei Tu's face didn't seem to have the joy of victory, but a dignified look.

He looked up.