The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 760

This is a battle of mutual pressure between the two sides, and I don't know who can be more powerful.

No one knows whether this Shimo sword, which has been superior to all swords in the world since birth, is more powerful, or the sword that Gu Lang rumored to be kingly and true is better.

Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, turned his hands around, and quietly resisted the remaining power of the sword from Shi Mojian.

Seeing the competition between the two sides, because Miao Wuhua gave up, You Nianhua didn't need to fight anymore. He was not a player in the game, so he simply looked at the Shimo sword and Gu Lang's battle from the eyes of an outsider. contest.

You Nianhua clapped his hands and smiled: "I have a hunch that this battle will be very exciting." Sighing, You Nianhua said again: "Unexpectedly, the most exciting battle of this Zhuxian competition is here."

"Hey, You Zhenren, don't stand and talk without pain in your back." Zhu Xingyuan rolled his eyes at You Nianhua, "When life and death are at stake, are you here to join in the fun?"

"What's the big deal." You Nianhua said, "Everything has its own destiny, and it's useless for us to be anxious here. Let's see how Gu Lang will behave!"

And Gu Lang couldn't hear their whispers and sighs here, and only the Shimo sword in front of his eyes was in his eyes.His swordsmanship started from the Nine Nether Hells, where he sat withered day and night, seeing nothing but darkness, and the urgency in his eyes was boundless.Swallowing everything, such darkness really cannot be easily accepted.

At the beginning, he was as quiet as dry Zen, and every time he sat alone, in the boundless darkness, there was no big difference between opening his eyes and not opening them, and there was still darkness in front of him except darkness.

Under such vast darkness, he somehow comprehended the Nine Nether Twelve Swords in the darkness, but the sword technique was not complete, he just felt that something was missing.

Over the past 100 years, while traveling in China, he was also comprehending, comprehending what is missing in this sword technique.The kingly way of Kunlun and the chivalrous way of Shushan have always been passed down by Kunlun and Shushan for many years. What is kingly and chivalrous is also what monks are always pursuing.

King Domineering, his Nine Nether Twelve Swords became the closest thing in the legend to the kingly Kunlun because of its domineering sword power.

But is that really the case?Or is it just that?
At the moment when the formed Shimo Sword appeared on Zhuxian Terrace, he couldn't help being excited by the domineering momentum that despises all beings, and at the same time he understood in his heart that this is the so-called domineering momentum.To surpass the world, it depends on whose dominance is more powerful.

Ning Wuque held the Shimo sword in his hand and looked at Gu Lang with a sneer, but in Gu Lang's eyes, there was no shadow of Ning Wuque at all, only the Shimo sword.

The long sword that swallows spiritual power seems to have spirituality, and the temptations from time to time seem to be provocative. Gu Lang only feels strange, as if he can really feel the sword spirit of this sword. He was squinting at him with a look of contempt, as if saying, "Come here!"

Quietly looking at the long sword, the pupil technique in the blood was opened, and he carefully contemplated the long sword that caused chaos in Shenzhou.

At this moment, the long sword is more like a child, who is not deeply involved in the world, but possesses terrifying power. He looks at these monks curiously and innocently, and releases his sword force without restraint.

The blood-red sword body somehow reminded Gu Lang of the elder Lan Zhu who died for the sword. At this moment, he only felt that the sword had spirituality, but it was born from drinking blood and had evil nature.Put it like a naughty boy who is in urgent need of enlightenment.

With a swipe under Gu Lang's foot, a long line was drawn. The aura of the orthodox Taoist sect of Kunlun, which he had practiced for many years, was endless. .

Regardless of the legendary fate of beheading people, he only has this sword in his eyes.The so-called fate of killing people may be true.But the way of heaven has its own words, and there is a balance between gains and losses.There is always a slight change in the thousands of opportunities, so he has no regrets, nor is he afraid. What he is doing now is to truly surpass this long sword in terms of sword power.

He Gu Lang understood his own way of swordsmanship, without the help of any evil magic to cut people's luck.

Gu Lang's eyes were bright, it was just a long tug-of-war, from the initial temptation to the rampage without rules at the end, Shi Mojian turned from provocation at the beginning to impatience, and finally frantically wanted to strike Smash his sword.

The rivalry between the two sides arose, who was more powerful, and who was the most domineering sword in the world.

Gu Lang's mausoleum was brightly lit, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he had no distracting thoughts at this moment.

"This Lingtai is..." In just a short while, the Shimo Sword was in Ning Wuque's hands, and the news of Ning Wuque's presence had spread all over China, and everyone who should know knew it clearly.The monks watching the excitement from all sides came, among them was Li Wangzhen from Shushan who brought Mingyu Zhenren, Zhong Bugui and others. Although this time it was also a nominal helper, it was obvious that the people Li Wangzhen brought were not as good as the previous ones. There were so many at once, only a dozen monks scattered here and there, using a few thousand-mile evasion talismans to rush over.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking at Gu Lang, Li Wangzhen couldn't help being surprised: "Gu Lang is..."

But seeing that there seemed to be a bright pearl shining brightly on his forehead, his eyes were as bright as two stars, and Ning Wuque's face was pale under the pressure of the sword surrounding him, it looked very bad, but he hugged him tightly in his hands Zhuoshi Demon Sword refused to let go.

"Is this an epiphany or..." Li Wangzhen frowned. As a former elder of the Shushan swordsman lineage, he has extraordinary attainments in seeing, and he can see that Gu Lang's current situation is a bit strange. It's strange, but I can't tell what is strange.

"He has spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness has entered the Tibetan God, but the spiritual energy in the dantian has not yet reached. This kind of state is called a false Tibetan God, which is a kind of state between the peak in the late stage of leaving the body and the real Tibetan God. The realm." You Nianhua, who was watching the truce, frowned slightly, but sighed with joy on his face: "Sure enough, it is awesome for future generations! It's just that the Qin family has passed down to this generation, and it will end here. One day Qin Ya and Gu Lang will be able to ascend, then the once famous Qin family in Mingding City will really disappear."

"It should be Gu Lang who has made a breakthrough in the sword intent to enter the realm of the pseudo-Tibetan God." As soon as Miao Wuhua finished speaking, she saw Gu Lang's feet move slightly. Although there was no sword in his hand, he was full of sword energy. Can't help being curious: "What kind of sword is Gu Lang practicing? I know that Qin Ya is practicing swords with her body, but Gu Lang's sword looks a little strange."

The layers of sword energy made Gu Lang seem to be surrounded by countless sword lights. He walked towards Ning Wuque step by step. At first, Ning Wuque didn't care. Trembling uncontrollably, he quickly grasped Shi Mojian with both hands.

In other words, it is not Ning Wuque himself who is trembling. No matter how bad Ning Wuque is, he is still a great cultivator in the Tibetan God stage. It gave him the feeling that he was trembling non-stop, but he was a little unwilling, and tried to strike hard.

Seeing this appearance, Qin Ya, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke: "This sword is too spiritual, which is a good thing but not a good thing. Generally speaking, the sword power of Shi Mojian is above the world of mortals, and the person holding the sword is naturally It is a good thing for the sword wielder to be able to perceive the extraordinary sword power of this sword at this time; but if one day, when another sword power bullies him, it will lose all the fear and panic. It will instead spread to the sword wielder, so originally Ning Wuque wasn't afraid of Gu Lang, but now it's just because he doesn't want to part with the sword."

Among the people present, Qin Ya may not be the highest in terms of cultivation, but when it comes to the understanding of swords, even Li Wangzhen dare not say that he is better than Qin Ya, he can only say that he is a brother.Therefore, his words are naturally persuasive.

"Hmph! Talking nonsense!" Ning Wuque sneered, and didn't believe Qin Ya's words at all, so he said coldly, "It's impossible for me to give up Shi Mojian."

"You can do whatever you want." Qin Ya just glanced at him lightly, "It has nothing to do with me."

Seeing that Ning Wuque's hands trembled more violently, even the eyes that looked at Gu Lang became a little more fearful than he could control. This would be impossible in normal times, but right now it is really has become a fact.

"How could this happen?" Ning Wuque grasped the Shimo Sword tightly, and shouted almost hoarsely: "Stop!"

Shi Mojian struggled harder. Perhaps it can be said that Shi Mojian began to struggle to escape from Ning Wuque's control. In the tug-of-war between the two sides, all Gu Lang did was walk towards him step by step, but Ning Wuque's whole body was already gone. Like a lunatic, he started a dispute with Shi Mojian: "You come back to me! But there is nothing to be afraid of a monk who is out of his body."

Shi Mojian didn't listen to persuasion, and acted like a rampage, staggering around with Ning Wuque who refused to let go.

This is a lot of monks who have heard the news, and they are all surprised to see Ning Wuque's appearance.

"Is this lunatic really Ning Wuque?" Some of the onlookers were surprised, "When I saw him 50 years ago, he was handsome, known as the most beautiful man of the Asura Sect, and he had a chest, why is he like this now? Hey, what a pity!"

"I heard that Shi Mojian killed his master twice, that's what Ning Wuque did. Although he didn't die, his crazy appearance is scary." Someone sighed.

"That's why this sword is very demonic." Sighing twice, some people said again from the perspective of a bystander, "No matter how good this sword is, I dare not take it, and it's Ning Wuque who dared to touch it."

"So he's crazy!"

……

The onlookers pointed their fingers, and Ning Wuque's eyes were red, staring at Shi Mojian, looking like he was really in a daze.

"He won't be really crazy!" Someone sighed.

"Who knows?" The next person shook his head repeatedly, looking at Ning Wuque with unbearable heartache.

You Nianhua, who was watching from the truce, folded his arms and didn't speak at first, but now he suddenly sensed something, stared at Ning Wuque carefully for a while, and suddenly said, "No, he's going crazy."

As soon as he said those words, he quickly slapped Ning Wuque on the back with his palm. Ning Wuque spit out a mouthful of black blood on the spot after being slapped. Unable to stop, Shi Mojian flew out, and the whole audience seemed to be frowning like flies.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, I shouldn't ask about this matter." You Nianhua sighed lightly, with a little unbearable eyes, "But there are always things to warn you, you want revenge, I can't say more, it's just you If you continue to take it, you must be crazy. The success of more than 1000 years of day and night cultivation will be ruined. It is not easy for a monk to cultivate to a high level, and you are at the current level of cultivation, so it is better not to use the idea of ​​the demon sword."

"This sword is the master of the six souls of the sword." Miao Wuhua frowned. He is familiar with the Buddha's nature, so naturally he would not like the product of killing and cruelty like the Shimo Sword, and shook his head again and again. If you use it, the light one will be insane, and the latter will die in vain. If Ning Wuque hadn't been a rare cultivation genius, he would probably be on the same side."

Although Ning Wuque is not crazy yet, as everyone can see, although he is not crazy, he is almost there.

"I..." Ning Wuque bit his lower lip, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Fellow Daoist Ning, forgive You for speaking bluntly, if one day you can surpass the two of them in cultivation methods and become the number one in the world, then no matter what kind of enmity you have, it will be easy for you to catch, so why bother to stick to a sword!" You Nianhua persuaded again, "What's more, the legend of Shimo sword beheading people's luck may not be true. You see, Miao Wuhua is doing well now. I see that the rumors may be groundless."

As soon as these words came out, Jiajia was very surprised. In her impression, You Nianhua was a member of Shaoxin's subordinates, so how could she speak out to dissuade her!
Ning Wuque was silent for a long time, and finally turned his head resentfully. Although he didn't say anything, this action was already a silent compromise for Ning Wuque.

Seeing that Ning Wuque compromised, You Nianhua sighed, looked at the Shimo sword that was still scurrying around like a headless fly, shook his head slightly, then looked at Gu Lang, but saw that his eyes were tightly closed. Staring at Shi Mojian, after a long while, he suddenly said: "This sword cuts luck, how much luck it cuts off people, it cuts how much luck it cuts itself, and the one who cuts people cuts himself."

Those who behead others behead themselves!
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar immediately, and even the cultivators who still had thoughts about the Shimojian at the beginning, and wanted to come to pick up cheap ones, were immediately frightened and silent, and even looked at Shimojian with a little bit of a look. very hesitant.

Someone finally couldn't help but ask Gu Lang who looked unusual: "Did you see it?"

"En." Gu Lang nodded slightly, and said again, "There is this line of words on one-third of the sword body, 'He who cuts others cuts himself'." Then Gu Lang lowered his head, and there was another line of words: "The forger —Ming Ding Zuo."

In fact, there is no need to say more about this sentence. The word "left" is enough to explain too many problems. How many people will be involved in the trap that is laid out by one's hands? Being in the middle of the game, under the whole world, it seems that he doesn't care about it. This is really a terrifying power.

(End of this chapter)