All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Outside Baijian Villa.

With a thought in Yu Liancheng's mind, Tiankui's mysterious and unparalleled power burst out suddenly.The mysterious and unpredictable brilliance escaped, condensed into a turbulent long river, and rushed towards Wuming.

Wuming's body skills are extremely brilliant, but this river of brilliance is mighty, covering the sky and covering the earth, making it impossible for him to hide and avoid.

More importantly, he didn't feel any killing intent or power from this brilliance.

So, let Guanghua wrap it up.

Countless fragments circulate in the brilliance, and each fragment represents a thick history.

Wuming's eyes blurred, and in a trance, he actually returned to Jianzong, the place where he learned swords.

Then, he saw a man.

One he was no stranger to.

Someone even once revered.

He had seen the portrait of this man countless times.

But this person should never be there.

Because this person is the creator of the first style of swordsmanship, the first master of the Sword Sect, and also the caster of the heroic sword in Wuming's hand - the Great Sword Master!

The great sword master looks like an ancient house, with a majestic bearing, and the sword in his hand is quite ordinary and simple, but it already has the prototype of a hero sword.I don't know if the great sword master created the heroic sword based on the sword in his hand?
"Very good, Hero Sword has been lonely for thousands of years, and finally has his master." The Great Sword Master looked at Wuming and nodded with a smile, his expression quite gratified.

"Junior... the junior is nameless, I have met the master..."

Although Wuming understood that the great swordsman in front of him was an illusion, but out of respect for this senior who had seen him, he still bowed his fists.

"Don't gossip, let me see how far the swordsmanship has developed after a thousand years. Let me also see if you are worthy of the hero sword."

The great swordsman draws his sword out of its sheath, and the light of the sword is like a flying horse, like the Yangtze River and the sea, heading towards Wuming mightily.

Facing this strong man who might be the ancestor of the master, Wuming didn't dare to push himself up. The Wuming sword in his hand suddenly got out of its sheath, and went up to meet him.

Dangdang!
In an instant, the sword lights converged, and there was no longer the Great Sword Master and the nameless figure in the sky and the earth, only two lightning bolts piercing the sky, constantly changing and moving.

When this is not the real lightning, but more dazzling than the lightning, the thrilling sword light.

This battle was wonderful and could be called the pinnacle of sword fighting.If it can be seen by people in the rivers and lakes, it will be enough to be recorded in the annals of history and passed on to future generations.

The Great Sword Master was the first person to create swordsmanship, and in his era, swordsmanship had not yet developed and was only as profound as it is today.Therefore, his swordsmanship is full of majestic atmosphere and boundless feeling, just like the rushing rivers of the wild age.

As for Wuming, he used an inexplicable swordsmanship created by himself, one move and one move, seemingly straight forward, without much change, but in fact it has changed without change, exhausting all changes in the world.Compared with the sword master's holy spirit swordsmanship, it is even worse.

Of course, that was without Sword 23.

when!
The two swords clashed again.

The loud noise that erupted this time was earth-shattering.

The sky and the sky are trembling in the distance.

The two figures merged and separated.

After a while.

A sword mark appeared on the Great Sword Master's chest.

"I lost. It really means that the world must advance, and the future must win the present. Purely in terms of swordsmanship, you are already above me." The great sword master spoke slowly, weakly.It seemed that all his energy and energy flowed out following the previous sword wound.

"The junior is only half a move better than the ancestor." Wuming respectfully said: "If you really fight against the ancestor, the loser will most likely be the junior."

In the sword fight just now, although he won half a move, it was just a sword move.

But the real battle is an all-round confrontation, and sword moves are only one aspect.

The great sword master has been tempered with thousands of swords, and it is said that his physical body has reached the state of indestructible diamond, invulnerable to swords and guns.

If he only surpassed half a move in swordsmanship, he might not be able to hurt the opponent at all, so how could he be decisive?

"If you lose, you lose. You have three opponents. I am the first one. The latter two are not easy to deal with. Be careful." The figure of the great swordsman became weaker and weaker.

Wuming was about to ask one or two questions, but the great sword master had completely disappeared.

The scene in front of him changed rapidly again, and Wuming actually appeared in a huge ice cave.

And on the ice cave, there are four big characters written - void and heaven.

"nameless."

An ethereal and grand voice sounded.

Wuming followed the prestige and saw a huge figure behind the ice, as unfathomable as the sky: "You are the heir of Jianzong, after all, I have worshiped under Jianzong's sect, and I have been the master of Jianzong. The secret of the Sword Sect's non-inheritance - ten thousand swords return to the sect. Today, I will use this "ten thousand swords to return to the sect" to meet you, the successor of the sword sect."

Nameless has yet to answer.

The huge figure sitting behind the ice waved his hand, and the sound of cracking and cracking could be heard in the ice cave immediately, and cracks were cracked on the solid ice, and then shattered with a loud crash.

These shattered ice cubes did not fall to the ground, but stood up out of emptiness, pointing the sharp end at Wuming, and the sword energy gushed out.

In the nameless perception, every piece of solid ice is a sword.

Today, countless "swords" are aimed at Wuming.

Wuming didn't speak, but just held the hero sword and adjusted his breath silently, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

He also wanted to see how powerful Jian Zong's "Wan Jian Gui Zong" was.

"go with!"

A whisper.

shhhhhh!
The sound of breaking the sky is great.

Countless shards of ice turned into immeasurable sword shadows, and the sharp sword energy filled every inch of space. The ice covered the vision, whizzed out, and turned into lightning that pierced everything, piercing towards Wuming like mercury pouring down the ground.

"Is this Wan Jian Guizong?"

Wuming murmured softly, and raised his hand to make a move of "Incognito". The hero sword in his hand suddenly turned into a halo of light, covering his whole body.The shattered ice hit the light wheel, moving forward, making continuous "bang bang bang bang" explosion sounds, centered on Wuming, the sound of air explosions was endless, and the cold air flow pushed in all directions.

The light wheel transformed by the sword light gradually dimmed, and Wuming's arms also felt sore and weak.

He shouted suddenly, swung the long sword in his hand, and swung away the divine sword, the ice sword.Pointing to the toes, the electric shot came out, and the long sword in his hand stabbed quickly, killing the huge phantom.

This move of Wan Jian Gui Zong is really amazing.

Bingjian is like the Milky Way, which has no beginning and no end, and never stops.

And if you want to resolve this move, it is better to restrain the person with the sword than to sit and wait for death.

"Hehe, as expected of a descendant of this seat, who dares to strike the 'sky' with a sword, then take another move from me—Ditian Kuanglei."

Boom! !
Boom! !

After a while.

Wuming, drenched in blood, saw his third opponent.

After two bloody battles, he was no longer at his peak, and even suffered heavy losses.

But whether it was a duel with the great swordsman or the mysterious person, it gave him a lot of inspiration.His kendo cultivation, which had been stagnant for a long time, has improved again.

Therefore, even though he was injured now, facing the last opponent, he might not be unable to fight.

Nameless saw a person.

But I saw that this man was holding Qinglong Yanyue Dao, nine feet in length and two feet in beard.Dan Fengyan.Lying silkworm eyebrows.The appearance is dignified and majestic.His appearance is almost exactly the same as that of Guan Shengdijun, except that his face is not as heavy as a jujube, but as white as jade.

Soon, the face of this person who resembled Guan Gong turned maroon, and blood-red aura pervaded the air.At the same time, Wuming also felt a saber intent.

An invincible knife intent.

Under this invincible sword intent, even Wuming, a martial arts myth, actually felt a trembling feeling.

Trembling with fear.

then.

There's no after that
……

Before worshiping the Sword Villa, Wuming was caught in the light released by "Heavenly Cry" and disappeared without a trace.

suddenly!

The nameless figure flew out from the light where Tiankui was located, causing a hurricane, knocking down countless big trees, spanning tens of feet like a meteorite, before finally stopping.

The nameless breath was extremely weak, and he barely supported his body with his hands, half kneeling on the ground, with blood lying on the corner of his mouth, and a look of lingering fear in his eyes.

too strong!
Such a shocking sword move should never have appeared in the world.

The three-style saber technique that the little girl used earlier seemed to be deduced from this unrivaled saber move.But the power and speed between the two are like a world of difference.

If you didn't guess wrong, this knife is the legendary one - Love in the Allure.

"Hey, this is the blood of martial arts mythology, don't let it go to waste."

Yu Liancheng chuckled, pointed like a sword, and lifted it up, blood floated up from the ground.With another swipe, the blood flew towards the direction of the sword pond.

Buzz!
Waves of excited trembling sounds came from the sword pool.

And the long sword condensed from the sword energy above the mountain villa became more and more solid, showing more heroic spirit of "compassion to all beings, risking life and forgetting death".

Nameless smiled wryly.

"My original intention was to take away this sword, or prevent it from being born. But I didn't expect it to speed up its birth."

Yu Liancheng said with a smile: "How can everything in the world be done as planned by others?"

Wuming was silent for a long while, his breath gradually became even, and he looked at the ancient characters in Yu Liancheng's hand: "Is this the rumored Heavenly Cry? Everything I experienced before was also caused by Heavenly Cry?"

"That's right!" Yu Liancheng nodded: "The Heavenly Cry has recorded everything from ancient times to the present. I just pulled you into the Heavenly Cry and let you fight three masters. Of course, that was just an illusion. The environment, with the heart as the mind, rather than traveling through time and space."

Crying on this day may not be the best creation in this world, but it can also guarantee the three to one.

Heavenly Cry can not only spy on many secrets in the world, but also after five years of research by Yu Liancheng, he has been able to draw others into Heavenly Cry, and then defeat them with the masters of the "World of Wind and Cloud" throughout the ages.

Yu Liancheng even wanted to go one step further.

The masters he meets in the future can leave behind a wisp of energy, sealed in the cry of heaven.

And at the critical moment, that wisp of sealed Qi can burst out, and the remaining person's peak move will be displayed, and then the Qi will dissipate.

"With Your Excellency's cultivation base, it is already earth-shattering. Coupled with this mysterious and unpredictable crying, it is already hard to find opponents in the sky and the world. Why create another killer weapon?" Wuming looked in the direction of Jianchi and sighed.

"Wrong." Yu Liancheng shook his head and said, "Not to mention the sky beyond the sky, just this world alone has unimaginable masters and enemies. After my magical weapon is trained, maybe when the interest comes, I will come again I wrote a list of panic, which will open your eyes. Well, the blood of the Heavenly Sword has been obtained, and we will see you again."

"and many more!"

Just after Yu Liancheng turned around, Wuming suddenly said: "I have realized something from the previous three fights, and I would like to ask City Master Yu to give me some advice."

"Oh, it seems that you still don't give up." A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Liancheng's mouth, he turned around and waved to Wuming: "Forget it, come on, let me see, what exactly have you realized?"

Wuming has reached the realm of the Heavenly Sword, and there is no one in the past. In addition to his own comprehension, as well as his life's tortuous experience, he has a profound foundation. For him, what he lacks is only comprehension.

So much so that during the period of fighting against the Great Tribulation, Wuming was able to keep upgrading without losing price.

It is not surprising that I have some insights from the previous confrontation with the three unrivaled powerhouses.

"Be careful."

Wuming held the hero sword in his hand, and stabbed out with the long sword, a sense of grief emerged spontaneously.

As the sword stabs out, layers upon layers of sword nets cover it, and the meaning of grief in the sword's gesture is even more serious. It seems that it can make all things wither, and the world is also sad.

It is "unexplainable grief".

This sword may not be the strongest in Wuming's self-created "inexplicable swordsmanship", but it is the most mysterious move.Because this sword doesn't look at the sword's force, doesn't look at the internal force, but looks at the grief in the heart.

The more grief in my heart, the stronger the power of this sword.

And at the moment when the sword stabbed out, Wuming's wrist twisted slightly, and the aura belonging to the Heavenly Sword diffused out.

This energy spread out in a radius of ten feet, turning into a whirlwind, rolling up weeds and leaves.

And these leaves and weeds exuded a sharp breath like a sword, and suddenly stabbed directly at Yu Liancheng.

It turned out that Wuming had realized a trace of the mystery of Wan Jian Guizong.

Of course, this understanding is still shallow, and now it can only control the blades of grass, and it must be driven by inexplicable grief.

But even so, it is amazing enough.

In an instant, Yu Liancheng fell into a sea of ​​"swords".

Flowers, plants and leaves can all be swords.

And the most terrifying sword, of course, is the hero sword in Wuming's hand.

Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back, as if he didn't intend to make a move.

He really won't make a move.

In his eyes, the power of the eyes propelled by Maha Boundless is condensing.

shhhhh!

When Wuming's sword stabbed in front of him, Yu Liancheng used the strength of his eyes as a sword, and finally thrust out two swords.

If the nameless sword is a sword of affection, a sword of sorrow.

Then Yu Liancheng's "sword in the pupil" is the ultimate sword, the sword of death, capable of exterminating all things without making a sound.

Such a sword naturally has no emotion at all.

And the two sword qi came out in a spiral shape, colliding with the hero sword countless times in an instant.

Every collision is not only a confrontation between swords and swords, but also a confrontation between swords and sword intent.

The two completely different sword intents annihilated each other, almost dissipating at the same time.

The root of the sword "Unexplainable Sorrow" is basically the meaning of grief. If the sword intent of grief dissipates, the power of this sword will also decrease suddenly, and naturally it will no longer be able to stab.

The flowers, plants and leaves that were originally less than half a foot away from Yulian City fell to the ground like ordinary grass leaves because they were not driven by the hero's sword.

"you lose."

"I lost."

"Then pay the price for challenging me!"

……

Nameless retreated.

As a loser, Yu Liancheng cut a long wound on his body with a sword finger, and the blood was directed to the sword pool, so that the peerless artifact could completely drink the blood of the Heavenly Sword.

However, just the blood of the Heavenly Sword is not enough.

Originally, Yu Liancheng wanted to use that peerless sword intent to attract the covetousness of the martial arts heroes and let them come to snatch the sword.

This plan was very successful, one after another a group of guys sent to die.

But this wishful thinking did not work after all.

Because the rivers and lakes are in chaos.

First of all, the world will collapse, and the major forces will be mixed together.

Then Juexin, the son of Dongpu Juewushen, led five thousand ghosts to wash the Central Plains with blood.

……

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