Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 245 Divine Weapon! ?
Walking in the sword mound, Fang Xiu followed the guidance of Bing Po, and kept going deeper into it.

As it continued to deepen, the atmosphere in the entire Sword Tomb became more and more depressing.

Every sword inserted into the ground has sword air flowing, which heralds the extraordinary.

Fang Xiu knew that these swords were all real, and it seemed that each one was very precious.

It's just that he didn't go to get these swords. In the final analysis, it was because he didn't figure out the number of the sword mound, so as not to provoke unusual dangers.

The most important thing is that right now, it is still important to figure out where the inheritance of the cult is.

The rest are just secondary.

With the continuous deepening, all kinds of sword energy are becoming more and more fierce and frightening. The swords are intertwined and converged, and they will not move people's minds.

Fang Xiu also had to spread his momentum to resist the fierce sword in the sword mound.

Fortunately, what reassured Fang Xiu was that the dispersal of the aura this time did not arouse the restlessness of the sword aura in the sky.

Every ten steps, the surrounding swords became sharper. Occasionally, the sword energy whizzed past, leaving a faint white mark across Fang Xiu's cheek.

"In this kind of place, martial artists below innate will be a dead end!"

Fang Xiu's pupils contracted slightly, but he didn't stop, and kept going deeper.

The sword energy here is so dense that it is everywhere, it is not aggressive, but it will always be accidentally touched.

Only when Fang Xiu became the half of the body of Wuji Gold, and his whole body is as strong as fine iron, can he be immune to the damage of the sword energy here.

After walking for an indeterminate amount of time, Fang Xiu felt the sword energy in front of him soaring like a dragon. Although he hadn't approached yet, he felt an infinite threat.

After hesitating for a moment, Fang Xiu still moved forward.

Because Bing Po's guidance is ahead, now is not the time to back down.

After a while, Fang Xiu stopped and looked forward.

There, a crystal-clear long sword was stuck on the ground. Unlike the surrounding long swords, this sword's brilliance was still there, and it had never been dimmed by the passage of time.

A vast sword energy emanates from it!

Before Fang Xiu stepped into it, he felt the endless sharpness from the fierce sword energy, which made his skin tingle slightly.

terrible!
Fang Xiu frowned, this was the only feeling this sword gave him.

His Wuji Silver Body Dacheng can even defend against the attacks of ordinary Houtian warriors. Even if Xiao Jianfeng breaks into Houtian and cooperates with Dacheng's Fenglei Thirteen Swords, he will have a chance to break through.

But before he stepped into it, Wuji's silver body had already warned him.

If he really walked into it, he might not be able to protect him with a Dacheng-level Wuji silver body.

Now that the sword exists here, the sword energy lingers all day, which is equivalent to blocking his way forward.

Retreat, it is impossible to retreat!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu's eyes narrowed, and he stepped out of the sword aura, and countless sword auras rushed towards him like the tide of a river, as if they were going to submerge him in it.

Jiquan Dao - Killing Dao!

Wushuang's killing erupted at this moment, Fang Xiu punched out, and his true energy turned into a huge fist shadow, behind him a phantom of a demon god roared to the sky.

Golden Ge Iron Horse!Killing Wushuang!
The sword energy is noisy, and the fist is shocking!
Boom-boom-

Every time Fang Xiu took a step, he punched out, and the way of killing life exploded to the extreme, destroying everything in front of him.

After walking seven steps in a row, Fang Xiu's fist power reached a peak, the phantom of the demon god was almost solidified, and a picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood spread out like a scroll.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Fighting and shouting resounded in the void, sword qi intertwined with fists to fight, and in front of the unparalleled killing of Shasheng Dao, the sword qi was beaten and retreated steadily.

Sweat was faintly visible on Fang Xiu's forehead, and every punch was accompanied by unsteady breathing.

Such unscrupulous use of the way of killing life is also a waste of money for him.

Especially now that the sword qi is endless, but his true qi has been consumed by more than half, if this continues, he will be defeated sooner or later.

It's hard to imagine that it's just a long sword without an owner, relying on the sword energy that radiates independently, making it difficult for Fang Xiu, a more acquired master, to advance or retreat.

boom!
Another punch was thrown out, mountains of white bones loomed, and seas of blood rose and fell!
The long sword groaned softly, and the crystal-clear sword body trembled slightly at this moment. The clear and sweet sound seemed very abrupt in this dead and silent sword mound.

A stream of pure white sword aura burst out from the trembling blade, and the sword aura that had gathered together retreated the moment the pure white sword aura appeared, as if they had encountered something terrible.

"not good!"

Fang Xiu's heart was beating wildly, and the unknown danger made his hairs stand on end.

This feeling is not much different from when he met Chen Lin's lore. The threat to him from this pure white sword energy is not weaker than the blow from the innate extreme realm.

Fang Xiu didn't care to think about why the attack from a sword could be compared to a blow from the innate extreme.

The sword qi was too fast, and the qi machine had already locked on him, so it was impossible to avoid it.

Jiquan Dao - Killing Dao!

A way of killing life is struck, Fang Xiu does not retreat but advances, the fist turns into a phantom of a demon god and reappears, his eyes are stained with a touch of scarlet, and the pure and extreme killing colors his mind.

With a punch, a figure emerged, standing in the void, and the same punch fell.

boom!
When the two collided, the ground of the sword mound vibrated and cracked, the fist shook and finally shattered invisible, the pure white sword energy continued, and blasted towards Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu flew upside down and fell out of the range covered by the sword energy.

After landing, a kite turned over, and Fang Xiu stayed firmly on the ground. When he looked at the long sword again, his eyes were more dignified than ever.

The fisted right arm trembled slightly, and there was severe pain in the phalanges.

Fang Xiu took a deep breath, and looked at his right hand, where golden lines loomed, as if strange lines were engraved on it.

The sword qi just now was so sharp and unstoppable, if he hadn't been wearing the magical gold jade silk-wrapped hand, Fang Xiu would probably lose his hand now.

Although the gold and jade silk-wrapping hand is a magic weapon, it can indeed block the sharpness of the sword energy.

But besides the infinite sharpness, that sword energy also has an unstoppable impact.

Even though the surface of the body was not injured, the inner bones were slightly displaced due to the vibration.

Fang Xiu never thought that what prevented him from obtaining the inheritance of the cult was not the so-called strong man who broke the boundary between heaven and man, nor was it any other existence. It was just a sword that blocked his way.

Fang Xiu now believes that this sword is definitely at the level of a magic weapon.

Although Fang Xiu had never seen other magic soldiers, he believed that his judgment was not wrong.

Otherwise, how could a sword without a master be able to send out an attack that even a golden and jade silk-wrapped hand, who was a god soldier, could hardly resist.

The ice soul in his hand is already a low-grade famous weapon, but it is far from reaching this level.

The sword in front of him is a magic weapon!

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