The strong from the wild

Why Carve Stars and Seek Swords?

As soon as these four words came out, Meng Chengshen was a little confused.

He asked himself that he was very knowledgeable, but he had never heard anyone say the words of engraving stars and seeking swords.He had only heard such a fable among the ordinary people, and it seemed to be a joke about seeking a sword without a boat, and he didn't know if it was related to what Ximen Chuuxue said?

However, Ximen Chuuxue's overbearing words had already startled Meng Chengshen.

Just now the monk of Wuji Demon Dao was asking why Ximen Chuuxue was so rude, and also questioned Ximen Chuuxue's identity as a disciple of Xuantian Sect.

But Ximen Chuuxue treated the words of the monks of the Wuji Demon Dao as if they were air.Moreover, the seeking sword he said in his mouth was seeking the famous sword in Wuji Demon Dao, and he used a word called "taking the sword".

In this way, it seems that the ancient sword in Wuji Mo Dao is already in Ximen Chuuxue's pocket.Or, Ximen Chuuxue had already regarded that famous sword as his own, and he temporarily sent it to the Wuji Demonic Dao, but this year, thinking of this sword, he naturally wanted to take it away.

However, in his words, did he ever pay attention to Wuji Demon Dao?

"Combine!"

"Arrangement!"

"Quickly send a message, let the head and all the elders return quickly!"

One after another roaring sounds appeared in the mouths of many disciples of the Wuji Demon Dao, and it was extremely chaotic.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't act first, but closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to feel the surrounding scenery. By the way, he observed the water mirror technique in Meng Chengshen's hand, but he heard Meng Chengshen say again, "No wonder we are here After staying outside the mountain gate for so long, you unleashed the Rolling Sword Power again, and the Wuji Demon Dao didn’t respond at all. It turns out that the head of this sect and the elders of the sect have gone out and have not returned..."

Speaking of this, Meng Chengshen didn't continue talking, but kept winking at Ximen Chuuxue.

The matter of practice can release the spiritual consciousness and thoughts out of the body.

Cultivators at the level of immortals can release their divine thoughts for hundreds of miles and see clearly.

Ximen Chuuxue's cultivation was far superior to that of an immortal.

Therefore, Meng Chengshen knew that although Ximen Chuuxue didn't look back, he could sense the disturbance around him.

The rest of the words, Meng Chengshen didn't say clearly, the meaning is probably: "Before the heads and elders of Wuji Demon Dao come back, you should do it quickly, and when they come back, you want to snatch Wuji again." The famous sword of the devil way is not so easy. If you don’t do it now, it’s better to wait, but don’t say that you can’t take advantage of the danger..."

A long paragraph of words and thoughts rolled in Meng Chengshen's mind.

He thought that none of Liu Yi's disciples were mediocre, so he could naturally guess what Meng Chengshen meant, and Meng Chengshen also deliberately took Xuantianzong's face into consideration, and did not express this idea of ​​taking advantage of others.

Unfortunately, Ximen Chuuxue was indifferent.

hum!

The sword sounded.

This voice came from Ximen Chuuxue.

Wuji Mo Dao is a school of swordsmanship, and the disciples in the school are naturally sword cultivators.When sword cultivators fight, the roaring and buzzing of sword energy is indispensable, shocking people's eardrums.

However, as soon as Ximen Chuuxue's sword cry came out, it immediately suppressed the surrounding sword calls.

It was like when all the birds in the mountains were chirping, suddenly there was a phoenix cry.

Phoenix is ​​the king of birds.

As soon as this sound came out, it shocked the world.

And the moment that Meng Chengshen was most worried about had arrived.

There are hundreds of thousands of formations arranged by the masters of the Promise Demonic Dao, and they have been arranged one by one. Everyone has gathered the power of the large formation, and they have displayed one after another supernatural powers, all of which are swordsmanship supernatural powers.

In this battle, Ximen Chuuxue didn't even use his supernatural powers to break the formation in advance. Instead, he stood there, seemingly in a state of being beaten passively... This was what Meng Chengshen was most worried about.According to common sense, one should maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses, and use one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses, but Ximen Chuuxue did the opposite.

Countless divine channeling techniques came overwhelming.

The white marble on the square was piled and carved, and the ground was extremely flat, like a mirror. It was crushed by many supernatural powers, cracked and shattered, and gaps were opened, criss-crossing.

Rumble!

The thunder was rolling, and the seven-colored thunder wrapped around the disciples of the Wuji Demonic Dao, with awe-inspiring power.

So many disciples of gods and men, and such extraordinary swordsmanship supernatural powers, just proved the prestige of the Wuji Demon Dao for hundreds of thousands of years.

But the one who fought against the disciples of Wuji Demonic Dao was the monk of Xuantianzong.

Liu Yi's disciple, Ximen Chuuxue!

Since Liu Yi defeated the two Heavenly Emperors and ruled the world, Xuantianzong is a well-deserved holy place of swordsmanship in the hearts of monks all over the world, and Xuantianzong's swordplay is the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the hearts of many monks.

Ximen Chuuxue is a direct disciple of Liu Yi's sect, and he has obtained Liu Yi's true biography, which is enough to represent Liu Yi and Xuantianzong.

The Wuji Mountain is as high as ten thousand feet, straight into the sky, and deep into the sky.

There should be no clouds in such a high place.

But at this moment, attracted by many supernatural powers, there was a change between the heaven and the earth, and the layers of clouds and mists were full of blood.

The blood cloud was in the sky, illuminated by the rising sun, and the blood-colored brilliance was projected down, and the mountains and rivers were bright red, which made people feel shocked and extremely terrifying.

Only Ximen Chuuxue, who was dressed in pure white, never showed any change in color.

He has always liked to wear white clothes, he has always liked to drink strong alcohol, his face has always been as stern as Jian Feng, and he has never been close to women.

He always likes to keep himself clean, even if a practitioner can use the Dust Avoidance Art, he can get rid of all the dust and dirt with just one spell. Ximen Chuuxue is still more used to boiling hot water, taking a bath, and washing his hair.

In this respect, Ximen Chuuxue can be regarded as a stubborn person.

Even when Junior Sister Qiong Xiao contacted him and asked him to bring some shortbread to meet him quickly, Ximen Chuuxue did not forget to take a bath and change clothes beforehand, and Ximen Chuuxue had already chosen to bring shortbread to Junior Sister. sexually forgotten.As a peerless sword cultivator, he is sincere to the sword and the Tao, so much so that Ximen Chuuxue doesn't care about anything other than the sword and the Tao.

Even though the younger junior sister Qiong Xiao is incomparably pretty and charming, Ximen Chuuxue never thought about it.

He rarely smiles.

Even Meng Chengshen, who has just known Ximen Chuuxue for less than two hours, has discovered that Ximen Chuuxue is a very cold person.

It was so indifferent that it seemed that in his heart, there was nothing but the way of the sword.

The way of swordsmanship is also cultivating the Tao.

The world of practice is the world of great struggle.

Therefore, when Ximen Chuuxue was fighting with others, he was also very weird, and it could even be said that he was a little crazy...

Just like at this moment, he could obviously strike before many monks of the Wuji Demonic Dao set up the formation, and catch them by surprise, but Ximen Chuuxue had to wait until the enemy had finished setting up the formation, and after the other party had prepared everything, he could take time off and prepare Start fighting.

The sword light on his body soared to the sky, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

This is a kendo competition, so Ximen Chuuxue attaches great importance to it.

He already knew that Wuji Mo Dao was a school of swordsmanship.

As early as when Ke Xing was seeking the sword, he had inquired about the news of Wuji Demon Dao, so before coming here, he deliberately went shopping in the city for peace, and then took a bath and changed clothes...

He has become extremely obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, and regards it as the most sacred thing.

Therefore, Ximen Chuuxue's behavior, in the eyes of outsiders, is very perverse and weird.

It is precisely because this person only has the way of the sword in his heart, so he can even turn a blind eye to things other than the way of the sword, so he is indifferent.

Because apart from this, there seemed to be not many things that could fall into the eyes of his Ximen Chuuxue.

Now, let's fight!

Countless supernatural powers blasted, and Ximen Chuuxue's eyes became brighter and brighter.

There seemed to be wireless brilliance released from his eyes.

And at this moment, a smile appeared on his indifferent face.

Ximen Chuuxue is known as the Sword God.

In this way, the sword god smiled.

He slowly raised his arm hidden in the sleeve, and as the arm rose, the wide and snow-white sleeve naturally fell down, revealing a delicate and slender palm like white jade, with the index finger and middle finger stretched out together, Formed a sword formula.

At this point, the sword intent and sword energy on Ximen Chuixue's body suddenly converged, gathered in one place, completely gathered on the two fingers.

"Sword come!"

A soft moan resounded from Ximen Chuuxue's mouth.

This is exactly Liu Yi's great swordsmanship that was famous all over the world many years ago and shocked the gods and Buddhas.

Under the sky, in the four fields, countless swordsmen's supernatural powers suddenly came to a standstill.

It seems that the picture freezes and time freezes.

As Ximen Chuuxue waved his arm, all the sharp edges of the sword energy blasting towards Ximen Chuuxue changed directions, and swung along Ximen Chuuxue's arm, turning their blades.

The sword lights transformed by countless kendo supernatural powers hovered above Ximen Chuixue's head, converging into a galaxy of sword qi, just like a galaxy hovering in the black and yellow of the universe, the stars are brilliant and magnificent.

And Ximen Chuuxue's beam of sword energy pierced through the center of the sword energy galaxy.

The sword god of Xuantianzong stood in the middle of the sword energy galaxy, his clothes fluttering, the smile on his face gradually faded away, and his whole face became extremely chilling.

Wuji Mo Dao is also famous for its kendo. Most of the magical powers and secrets taught in the sect are kendo formulas. Now all kinds of kendo supernatural powers, together with many flying swords in the sky, are controlled by Ximen Chuuxue and turned into a galaxy of sword energy. This makes the siege of Ximen Chuuxue's disciples of the Wuji Demon Dao were like a group of hawks without claws and fangs, having lost the means to kill the enemy.

"I don't like killing people."

Ximen Chuuxue said softly, his eyes swept away from the crowd of Wuji demon disciples who looked dull and stunned, and finally turned around, looked at Meng Chengshen, and said: "But for me, Ximen Chuuxue, the way of sword is very important. The most important and most solemn thing is that when they show me their supernatural powers in the way of the sword, they challenge me in the way of the sword, if I don't kill them, am I being dishonest to the way of the sword?"

At this point, the sword energy and the flying sword are overwhelming, galloping away.

Where the sword edge passed, the sky was filled with blood mist, like flying snow.

Ximen blows snow!

Man as his name suggests.

The others walked with the sword, followed behind the billowing sword energy and flying sword, swept away many disciples of the gods and men of the Wuji Demon Dao, and walked slowly towards the depths of the palace of the Wuji Demon Dao.

"Ugh……"

Meng Chengshen let out a long sigh, and he didn't know whether it was sorrow or emotion. He controlled the mirror formed by the water mirror technique, and followed Ximen Chuuxue step by step.