Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 597 Chaos Buries Immortals, Heavenly Saber Breaks the World!

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In front of the snow-covered Qisha Hill is a barren wetland.

After two days of heavy snowfall, this barren wetland was frozen, and the permafrost was solid, more than gold and iron.

In front of the Seven Kills Hill, besides the Immortal Burial Sword, there is also the Seven Kills Sword King of the Seven Kills Sword Sect. There are many disciples, guardians, and elders in the sect. None of the famous martial arts masters and disciples of Lingzhou left. This battle is of great significance, and it will be a rare event in Hailing Prefecture for hundreds of years.

There are more people from all over the world, who came from all over the world, were escorted and arranged by the Seven Kills Sword Sect, and arrived near the Seven Kills Hill. , are enough to destroy mountains, rivers and lakes, tearing the void is nothing but ants, under the primordial spirit, except for the young saints, they are all ants.

I sighed in my heart, seeing the slender and arrogant figure on the boundless snow field in front of this generation of Seven Killing Sword Kings, I don’t know when, a top soul figure like him has also become a kind of foil. The radiance of the soul is too strong. Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, there is no generation that can compare with it.

Ok?

Suddenly, the suzerain of the Seven Kills Sword Sect felt an inexplicable palpitation. In the dark, it seemed that a glaring light was approaching, but it was not aimed at him, but because of this, he was even more frightened. The light, as if it had existed since ancient times, wanted to illuminate the world, if it was deliberately aimed at him, it would be hard to imagine what kind of magnificent force it was.

Not only the Seven Kills Sword Sect Master, but Na Ningshen was the first to notice it, because the light locked on him.

It is said to be an induction, but in fact it is only in an instant.

boom!

The next moment, under the shocking eyes of everyone in front of the Seven Killing Hill, the void in front of the Immortal Burying Sword collapsed like a mirror, and a palm like a hill protruded out, as if all the light in the world was here. Bu Nian catches Qishaqiu in front of him.

"Su! Beg! Year!"

Ning Shen's eyes were cold and stern, the young saint who was the descendant of Jianzhong and ranked ninth on the Hunyuan list was really angry.

The other party didn't show up, but was separated by more than a hundred miles, and shot from a distance. This was a kind of complete contempt and neglect, and he was not taken seriously at all.

Clang!

Ning Shen drew his sword, and at the moment of drawing the sword, he discarded all distracting thoughts and sank into the most primitive silence. As the descendant of the contemporary Jianzhong and the comprehension of the origin of the sword, he may be withdrawn and even paranoid, but as long as he With the sword, he has only one identity, and that is a swordsman.

"Burial mountain, burial water, burial fire, burial wind!"

It was a divine sword as pale as paper, and it appeared in the hands of the Immortal Burying Sword at some time. With one sword, there was an earthquake, with one sword, it rained, with one sword, there was fire, and with one sword, a hurricane swept away. At this moment, four swords All together, the four colors of sword light suddenly merged, and then turned into a ray of gray sword light.

"Chaos Burial Immortal!"

A terrifying half-step sword intent, except for a little lack of perfection, is almost as terrifying as a real sword intent.

The situation changed, and the sky and the earth became dark under this sword. In front of the Seven Killing Hill, Ning Xian's eyes were scorching and blazing. That was the half-step Heaven's Fate swordsmanship, the Burial Immortal Sword, which was inherited from his sword mound.

There are nine swords to bury immortals, one sword can bury immortals, and nine swords can also bury immortals. Every time he realizes a sword, the sword intent of burying immortals becomes more terrifying. His uncle has reached the realm of four swords. You know, even if it is Among the sword mounds, there is the Dacheng Sword King, but in terms of comprehension of the Burial Immortal Sword, he has only reached the realm of the Five Swords.

According to the legend, Nine Swords Bury Immortals, the first ancestor of Jianzhong, Jianxian, used Nine Swords to bury immortals, and saw the holy blood in that battle.

The Four Swords of Burying Immortals Realm, it is precisely with this sword that this sword mound's contemporary Burial Immortal Sword successor, who was able to retreat from the reincarnation realm with a single sword, has won a great reputation in today's Han Jianghu.

The reputation left by the little fairy back then was too great, so even though it hadn't been born for nearly half a year, Ningshen didn't care about it in the slightest, and penetrated the small world of the three layers of gods and treasures. Apart from the lack of spiritual will, this little fairy is at least Not weaker than a top expert in the triple reincarnation environment.

A sword to bury the immortal!

But seeing the sword light gushing out, like chaos covering the sky, the immortal was buried in the chaos, and devoured towards the holy big hand that pierced through the sky.

What a terrible sword!

In front of the Seven Killing Hill, the Seven Killing Sword Kings of this generation are obsessed with their eyes. This kind of swordsmanship is probably the ultimate in this world. Even if he has reached the peak of the triple thunder tribulation, he is only one step away from the quadruple thunder tribulation , Condensing Dao Fruit, stepping into the realm of Yuanshen Xiaocheng, but seeing this sword, he also understands that he can't stop this sword, and it is difficult to beat him.

He couldn't stop the sword, but he didn't know if the little fairy could stop it.

In the eyes of the Seven Kills Sword Sect Master, it might be a bit exaggerated to shoot from a distance.

hum!

Only at the next moment when his thought was born, there was a sound of a knife, as if it had existed at the beginning of the creation of the world, but he saw the holy big hand that tore through the void erected, like a heavenly knife falling down.

A terrifying sword intent of sacred light was born, the blades were divided into black and white, and then merged into one, leaving only a crystal clear and holy sword light.

At this moment, it is like an ancient god wielding a heavenly sword, opening up chaos, establishing the heaven and earth, adjudicating good and evil, the light is eternal, life and death are immortal!

scoff!

Jianguang Chaos was divided into two, as fragile as a smoke screen.

clang!

Ning Shen's pale as paper Burial Immortal Sword slashed on the palm knife, and huge sparks burst out, burning through the void barrier and falling into the cave world, leaving only a shallow line on the palm knife. There are white marks, even the skin membrane has not been broken.

puff!

Immediately, Ning Shen let out a muffled snort, his tiger's mouth burst open, blood spattered, the divine sword came out of his hand in an instant, and his whole body flew out like a meteor.

boom!

The ground was penetrated to an unknown depth, and huge snow trenches spread out for several miles like spider webs.

The big crystal and holy hand held onto the girl in front of Qisha Hill, then turned back, submerged into the depths of the cave, and disappeared.

From the appearance of the big hand to the time when it sank into the depths of the cave, it took only a few breaths. Until this time, many martial arts people in front of the Qisha Hill reacted, and each of them took a few breaths. How could they not know who the owner of the big hand that pierced through the air was, but no one thought that it would end like this.

lost!

Ning Xian was a little bit lost. In his eyes, he was an uncle who was strong enough to cross the same generation and was hard to resist. With the Four Swords of Burial Immortal, he couldn't even block the big hand that came from the little fairy from across the air. It was the legendary life-saving sword, but the strength of the sword was beyond his expectation.

Even this descendant of the sword mound can no longer tell whether it is the little god who is stronger or the life-saving sword.

Ninth on the Hunyuan Ranking, the young Jianzhong Shengjin, buried the immortal sword and calmed the gods, lost!

After a few breaths, everyone came back to their senses. The shortness of this battle caught many people off guard, but it was precisely because of this that they could see the strength of that little fairy. Still amazing, at this time, many previous rumors, it can be concluded that the one in Qingyang Palace is probably really better than the layman disciple of the reincarnation temple, the primordial spirit Xiaocheng, the big gold of the four-fold Taoist realm. Strong Yuanhe.

Click!

At this moment, the Baixue Wasteland split open, and the Immortal Burying Sword stepped out with slightly disheveled black hair.

Stretching out his hand, the Immortal Burying Sword that fell in the distance returned to his hand. Seeing the Immortal Burying Sword paler than snow in his hand, Ning Shen was not angry, only his unprecedented solemn eyes and fierce fighting spirit.

Among the same generation, apart from the mysterious young master who has already proved the primordial spirit of the Dao, and the dragon can't see the end, this is the first existence who has broken through his four swords of burying the immortal so forcefully.

King of the Holy Forbidden?

Ning Shen pondered, wondering if that little fairy had really stepped into the level of the King of the Forbidden King, but the sword just now, although not a life-and-death fight, used nearly [-]% of his strength, and he could clearly feel , the gap with the master of the big hand who came from the air is not only a line, but at least a few chips. The knife showed him an almost crushing power.

"uncle!"

Ning Xian came closer, lowered his head slightly, and said in a heavy tone.

"It's okay." Waving his hand, Ning Shen's eyes were bright, and said, "Thanks to this knife, I can already feel the edge of the fifth sword."

what!

Ning Xian was taken aback. Even in the Sword Tomb, few people in the Five Swords of Burying Immortals have reached this level. Uncle's swordsmanship is about to reach such a level.

At this moment, Ning Shen suppressed the blazing fighting spirit in his heart. He believed that as long as he could comprehend the fifth sword of Burial Immortal, he would truly step into the realm of the King of the Sacred Forbidden. The one who has become the king of the holy ban, who wins and who loses, has to fight again to know.

With a certain thought, the Immortal Burying Sword stopped talking, turned around and grabbed the arm of the young man beside him, the void in front of him split open, and he stepped into it without leaving a word.

In front of the Seven Killing Hill, many martial arts people looked at each other in blank dismay. With the temper of the Jianxianjian, leaving like this, there is no objection to this fight.

The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, afternoon.

A piece of news spread to the entire Hailing Prefecture with Hailing City as the center, and spread to the entire Jianghuai Road, and even to other states.

The message is simple, just one sentence.

The ninth in the Hunyuan list, the sword of burying the immortal entered Hailing, forced to fight the Qingyang Palace, buried the immortal with one sword, and lost his life. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Thanks to the brothers and sisters of Wumeng for their support! Well, Shibu will try to tell a better story and strive for a little more unique taste.)

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