The strong from the wild

This is momentum!

Sword power!

Ximen Chuuxue's sword move.

His kendo realm is incomparable to Liu Yi, but it is enough to look down on the world.

This fact alone made Meng Chengshen almost out of breath, and felt that Ximen Chuuxue was like a famous mountain, lying in front of him, as if it was going to pierce the sky.

Whoohoo!

A strong wind from the mountains blew, making the cannons rattle.

Surprisingly, the direction of the rolling cold wind was all behind Ximen Chuixue, and the direction of the cold wind was all in front of Ximen Chuixue.

The breeze in the mountains converged into gusts of breath, gathering together.

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong and the breath was too strong, unexpectedly formed a white gangster energy visible to the naked eye, galloping away from the gate of the Wuji Demonic Dao School towards the main hall of the Wuji Demonic Way School.

Ximen Chuuxue, who was standing in front of the mountain gate of Wuji Mo Dao, became the source of the turbulent wind.

The mountains are steep.

Gang Feng went straight up, like the edge of a sword.

Wherever it passes, hundreds of herbs are broken and all trees are destroyed.

"Can seniors use the water mirror technique?"

Ximen Chuuxue asked, and a scene of sword intent slowly appeared on his body.

"can!"

Meng Chengshen nodded in response, his expression suddenly became joyful, and he became more and more excited, because at this moment, Meng Chengshen suddenly remembered that when he and Liu Yi fought together in the Quartet, Liu Yi once said that in his Among the Xuantian Sect of the teacher, there is a disciple named Long Wuxia who likes to use methods such as water mirror technique when others are fighting, to record the scene of the battle, and then sell it, which can not only make a fortune It is a windfall, and it can spread the fame and prestige of the person who fought the war all over the world.

At this time, Meng Chengshen was no longer worried about whether Ximen Chuuxue could win against many masters of the Wuji Demon Dao.

In Meng Cheng's impression, Liu Yi has always been a resolute character who never brags.Since this Ximen Chuuxue is Liu Yi's disciple, he should have a bit of his master's strength and style.

Click!

A stream of water rose from the ground and gathered in Meng Chengshen's hands.

The water swirls gently, gradually changing, and finally forming a mirror.

Water mirror technique!

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at the mirror indifferently, but without any complacency on his face, he just said: "I want senior to record this battle, not because I want to be famous all over the world. If I want to become famous, I only need to In the not-too-distant future, when the two Heavenly Emperors are sweeping in, they will slaughter all directions, and cut down the enemy's Heavenly Venerables and Taoists one by one. All living beings in the world will naturally be known to me, Ximen Chuuxue. Xiao. I want a water mirror technique to record the battle situation, just want to bring the battle process back to Xuantianzong, let my disciples under Xuantianzong have a look, so as to gain experience."

"I see……"

Meng Chengshen suddenly realized, and didn't say any more, but he was muttering in his heart: "When the three women talked to Ximen Chuuxue earlier, Ximen Chuuxue cherished words like gold and refused to say a word. But he was in front of the old man. , but seems to be eloquent, why is this? Could it be that this Ximen Chuuxue has a split personality, sometimes he is stubborn like a stone, and sometimes he talks like a drum?...No, Ximen Chuuxue's cultivation is at least above the level of a sage, With his cultivation level, he has already abandoned his inner demons, so how can he have a split personality?"

Thinking of this, Meng Chengshen shook his head blankly, but suddenly found that Ximen Chuuxue had already left...

Clothes are better than snow, white and flawless.

The sword light on Ximen Chuuxue's body was also spotless.

He didn't know how many years had passed, but he had never fought fiercely with others.

The last time he fought against a human was tens of thousands of years ago, in that mortal world, at the top of the Forbidden City in a mortal country, he fought to the death with a peerless swordsman.

That peerless swordsman is Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue, one is called the Sword Master and the other is called the Sword Master.

Back then, the two were accepted as disciples by Liu Yi before the outcome of the life-and-death battle was completely determined, but now the two have become brothers.

Sword God Ximen Chuixue!

Each of these people has the heart of a sword god.

After being silent for tens of thousands of years, he erupted again, and as soon as he appeared between the heaven and the earth, his peerless sharpness pointed to the infinite magic way.

choke!

A sword is bright, extremely sad.

Ximen Chuuxue's flying sword was still out of its sheath.

However, unlike others, Ximen Chuuxue's flying sword was a snow-white sword light.

The flying speed of this sword is so fast that I can't even see what the sword looks like, I can only see a bunch of sharp edges flying out from the top of Ximen Chuuxue's head.

The sword edge was separated from the beam of sword energy on his body.

Suddenly, Ximen Chuuxue raised his right arm and stretched out his index finger and middle finger.

He held the flying sword in his hand as if holding a cigarette.

Only then did Meng Chengshen see clearly that the flying sword in Ximen Chuuxue's hand seemed to have only a blade, but no hilt.

"This sword... a flying sword like this is simply unheard of, never seen before! The old man has lived for many years, traveled the world, seen all the flowers blooming and falling, and all the winds and clouds. What kind of magic weapon have you never seen? Have you ever seen a flying sword? But this is the first time I, Meng Chengshen, have seen a flying sword with only a blade but no hilt."

Meng Chengshen shook his head and sighed, holding the mirror made by the water mirror technique in his hand, followed behind Ximen Chuuxue, not daring to deviate from it by half.

"Senior follows me, don't stay away."

Ximen Chuuxue held the blade in his hand, soared into the air, and flew upwards.

At this time, many monks in the Wuji Demon Dao also knew that someone had attacked the mountain gate, and immediately activated the mountain protection formation.

After all, it is the world-renowned Promise Demon Dao, and even the Great Array of Protecting Mountains is completely different from many sects.

Ordinary sects generally only have one layer of mountain protection formations, forming a formation mask.

Even in Xuantianzong, where Liu Yi belongs, the formation formed by the mountain protection formation has only one layer.However, the mountain protection formations of the Wuji Demonic Dao are layered on top of each other, and the masks formed by the formations are also overlapping.

If you look closely, there are a total of twelve floors.

If you stand in the sky and look from top to bottom, you can clearly see the tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers at the core of the Wuji Demon Dao Mountain Gate, then you will definitely find that the [-]-layer formation mask of the Wuju Demon Dao is stacked together. It looks like a lotus platform.The mask of the formation is red, if it turns into a lotus stand, it will naturally be a blood lotus.

However, Ximen Chuuxue ignored the overlapping magic circles in front of him.

A golden light appeared at Ximen Chuuxue's feet.

The universe complies with the great supernatural powers!

Meng Chengshen had seen this supernatural power in Liu Yi's hands a long time ago. Now that he saw it again, Meng Chengshen felt that things are neither people nor things, but he thought in his heart: "I have heard some disciples of the Wuji Demon Dao brag, saying How powerful their masters are, there are a total of twelve layers of mountain protection formations, how powerful they are, I don’t know how many times stronger than Xuantianzong, because Xuantianzong’s mountain protection formations seem to have only one layer of formations Magic mask. Now it seems that even if the formation mask formed by the [-]-layer protective formation of the Wuji Demonic Dao is not as good as Xuantianzong! It is because no matter how many formations, no matter how true the Xuantianzong is. In front of the disciples, it is useless!"

ding ding ding ding...

A series of clear and crisp sounds, like a broken porcelain bowl, or like a crystal falling to the ground.

With no difficulty, Ximen Chuuxue broke through the mask of the [-]-story mountain protection formation, and walked up from the gate of the Wuji Magic Dao to the top of the mountain.

The Promise Demonic Path is located in the Promise Mountain.

Behind the mountain gate, there are originally [-] steps leading directly to the mountainside.

The terrain on the mountain is steep, but there are countless pavilions and pavilions built along the mountain. If you are not a practitioner, you will definitely not be able to do this kind of means of building palaces and towers on the mountain.

This is a mountain city, a huge mountain city.

The Promise Demonic Dao has been operating here for hundreds of thousands of years. There are many disciples and the natural weather is extraordinary.

But Xuantianzong Ximen Chuuxue had already broken in and stood at the top of the [-] steps.

He only took twelve steps in total.

This move was an understatement, but it shocked many monks of the Wuji Demon Dao.

Buzz!

The bell rang and the alarm bell rang.

"Someone broke into the mountain!"

A roar spread all over the place.

I don't know how many years, Wuji Demon Dao has never encountered such a thing.

In the minds of many great gods of the Wuji Demonic Dao, only in the decades when the Wuji Demonic Way was first established, would there be monks who were not open-eyed.

shhhhhh...

Sword lights came galloping from all over the Wuji Mountain Range.

Above the [-] steps, there is a huge square.

On weekdays, this square is used by masters of Wuji magic way to preach and teach.

Now, it is full of great gods of the infinite magic way.

As for the disciples below the god-man realm, naturally, they are not qualified to appear here. They have already hidden away and watched the battle silently.

Not a moment later, someone stood up and asked Ximen Fuxue, "Who is here, dare to trespass into my Promise Demonic Dao?"

Ximen Chuuxue was not in a hurry to make a move, he waited until many Wuji magic masters had set up a large formation, and then said calmly: "Xuantianzong Ximen Chuuxue."

Xuan Tianzong!

These three words, like a triple sky, weighed on the hearts of all the monks.

"What about Xuantianzong? Can Xuantianzong be lawless?"

The person who spoke shouted and asked again: "My Wuji Demon Dao has never had a cause and effect with you Xuantianzong. Why did you break into my Wuji Demon Daoist's gate today for no reason? If you come as a guest, you are welcome. Outside the mountain gate, I cast a letter of worship. We Wuji Demon Dao naturally want to invite you, a fellow Taoist in the Dao of Swords, to enter the mountain gate and treat you well. But you barged in on your own, so rude! I don’t know if it’s you from the Xuantian Sect You are arrogant and rampant, and you are still using the name of Xuantianzong to come to our Wuji Demon Dao to play wild!"

Hearing this, Ximen Chuixue smiled flatly, ignored it, and was too lazy to answer. ,

But Meng Chengshen sighed, and stood behind Ximen Chuuxue and spoke: "Ximen Chuuxue's sword gesture at the foot of the mountain has already notified you of the Wuji Demon Dao, but you are indifferent, and there is no one who comes down the mountain to open the door..."

"Senior, there is no need to say more."

Ximen Chuuxue interrupted Meng Chengshen's words, and said calmly: "Ten years ago, I counted the birth of a famous sword in the world, so I engraved stars to seek the sword. Now this sword is in your infinite magic way, and I am not far away from billions of people. Here, I came to this realm only to get the sword."