Wuguan Sanjue

Chapter 325 Nameless
The sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he couldn't bear the powerful aura released by Elder Shanran.

Immemorial Blue Wolf's eyes were filled with blood, and a powerful aura was released, and the violent aura swept through the void.

dong dong!

Like the sound of a silent drum, the chest of the ancient wolf was beating violently, and a powerful voice came out.

Swish!
Shanran's body moved suddenly, like a gust of wind blowing by.

The face of the ancient wolf became even more ferocious, like a rocket rising into the sky, the solid ground suddenly cracked, and the ancient wolf appeared above the void.

The huge wolf claws waved, flashing a cold light.

Sword energy, the sword energy all over the sky changes like a waterfall, pouring down, the sharp edge seems to destroy everything in the world, Elder Shanran stands above the endless sword energy, looks coldly at the ancient wolf.

The sword aura came, like an autumn wind blowing across the grassland, causing Baicao to bend over and shake non-stop.The back of the ancient wolf's thick hand was like a wrinkled tree trunk, facing the sword energy, as before.

The black sword was slightly bent, and firmly pressed against the fist of the ancient wolf.

The incomparably sharp sword energy is hard to harm the ancient wolf. He is a monster, born with a strong body, and has innate advantages. In addition, he has a few traces of the blood of the ancient wolf, which makes the powerful body once again. reached a pinnacle.The sword energy could barely cut off a few hairs on his body, leaving a few scratches, but it was difficult to inflict fatal damage.

The curved arc of the sword body was very large, and the expression of the ancient wolf changed, wanting to take a step forward and completely destroy the black sword.

Although the black sword was thin, it stood in front of him like a tall mountain, preventing him from taking a step forward.

With a faint smile on Shan Ran's face, he looked at the fierce ancient wolf

Sensing the smile in Shanran's eyes, the Primordial Canglang couldn't help but feel the blood in his body start to burn. The smile at this moment, in his opinion, was a naked mockery.

On the silver-white skin, there was a sudden change. In the skin, there were countless blood-colored threads swimming, and the hostility of the Primordial Blue Wolf's body became even stronger.

The smile on Shanran's face became even more exuberant.

The next moment, he put away the black sword in his hand, and beside him, a piece of withered and yellow ice grass suddenly flew into his hand. The soft body of the ice grass straightened for a short time, and flew out of Shan Ran's hand, welcoming Follow the ancient wolf.

There was a trace of disdain in his eyes, looking at the ice grass that was slowly approaching, the ancient wolf stretched out his palm, trying to destroy it.

However, the expression of the ancient wolf changed very quickly.

The seemingly harmless ice grass unceremoniously penetrated his palm.Although his body was slender, a wound as thick as a thumb was opened in his palm, and fresh blood flowed out.

The ancient wolf's expression became a little ugly, and the wound was healing quickly, but the powerful lethality contained in the previously weak ice grass made his heart tremble a little.

In the distance, Tibetan Jie and Jin Chen also showed surprise on their faces.

Cang Jie looked at the ice grass fluttering to the ground, and said, "Look, among the three of us, this old guy Shanran has improved the most!"

A rare smile appeared on Jin Chen's face, and he said: "Shanran has no worries, is alone, and gave away the Fenglu Sword, which is regarded as life, and his state of mind is beyond our comparability. .”

Tibetan Mustard nodded and said: "Sometimes, when the heart is let go, the results are often gratifying."

Jin Chen also nodded.

The Primordial Blue Wolf uttered an angry roar, stepped forward, and in the void, a ferocious wolf with smoldering aura appeared. The ferocious wolf was full of spirituality, and its hair was blowing in the wind.

Roaring grows, the fierce wolf strides down.

There was still a smile on Shan Ran's face, the black sword in his hand was lifted up, the sword energy burst out, gathered into one body, and condensed into a huge incomparable sword in the void, the sword was like a thunderbolt, moving the void, just In a short moment, the ferocious wolf was chopped into countless pieces and disappeared into the void.

The power of the sword does not diminish, and the rainbow grows with one breath.

The Primordial Blue Wolf's expression changed again, and before he could change his expression, the sword was already in front of him, and the frenzied sword energy made his cheeks cut like a sharp blade.

The spiritual power surged, and the ancient wolf wanted to block or even destroy the mighty sword.

A thick shield condensed in front of him, trying to block the power of the sword.

Click!

The shield was broken, and there was no power to stop it.

The sword pierced in straight, without any hesitation, the ancient wolf stretched out his hands, trying to grab the black sword.

The sword speed increased sharply.

Before he could stop him, the black sword pierced mercilessly into his shoulder, and the endless sword energy flew into the body of the ancient wolf, killing his vitality.

There was a roar.

The Primordial Blue Wolf was furious. As the overlord of the Zongheng Mountain Range, when had it ever suffered such humiliation and suffered two hand injuries in a row.

The blood on the wound kept flowing out, and the sword energy was too domineering, which made his wound cut very neatly, and it was difficult to heal in a short time.

"Catching the Stars and the Moon"

The ancient wolf let out an angry roar.

Between the sky and the earth, there was a sudden gust of wind, the sun was dark, and in the distant sky, a full moon rose.

A trace of emotion appeared on Shan Ran's face.

There are traces of the blood of the ancient dragon wolf in the body of the ancient blue wolf. You must know that in ancient times, the dragon wolf was an extremely powerful race, and it was no problem to destroy the stars.

From the rising moon, Shan Ran felt a little pressure.

The black sword raised in his hand was put down again.

The bright moon has already arrived in the sky, and seems to be the master of this piece of heaven and earth.

The piercing chill and fierce killing intent shrouded Shan Ran's body, and the gravity of the ten thousand mountains pressed down on Shan Ran's body.

The black sword was raised, and in the distant sky, a more powerful sword echoed, and the giant sword exuded a suffocating power.

The giant sword greets the bright moon.

Mingyue also met the giant swords, but she didn't know which one was facing which one.

The wind raged, the sun and the moon were colorless, and fierce battles broke out.

Jin Chen and Zang Jie's expression also showed a trace of solemnity. They did not expect the ancient wolf to have such a powerful attack method.

The void is shattering, revealing an unknown black hole, and a strong wind is sweeping.

The earth was trembling and shaking, and several tall and straight mountain peaks had been completely annihilated and turned into dust.

Everything is like the end of the world.

A scream came out, like the wail of a ghost in the middle of the night, making people feel creepy.

The earth stopped trembling, and the broken void was healed again under the control of the unknown heaven.

Shanran is still standing with a smile on her face, but this time she is looking in the direction of Jin Chen and Tibetan Jie.Behind him, a huge body lay quietly, motionless.In his dantian, there is a black sword, and blood is spraying from the sword.

Shan Ran nodded slightly, stretched out one hand, and the spurted blood immediately suspended above his palm, and the scorching temperature came out, making a hissing sound.

The blood essence of an eighth-rank monster is self-evidently precious.But Shanran refined the blood essence of the eighth-level monster, so that the other substances contained in the bloodline could not be removed, leaving only the most precious part.

Soon, the huge ancient wolf's body shriveled.

Three drops of crystal clear blood were suspended on Shan Ran's palm. After careful observation, these three drops of blood contained something like the pattern of the way of heaven.

Shan Ran's expression relaxed, and he extracted the most precious part of the ancient wolf. These three drops of blood were the blood of the ancient wolf.

Jin Chen and Zang Jie showed faint smiles.

The two came to Shan Ran's body together, and said: "It's really hidden deep enough. The old man didn't expect you to use the last trick that the master taught you back then."

Shan Ran's expression was still very calm, and he carefully packed the refined blood, saying: "Some things are waiting for your state of mind, and when your state of mind is strong enough, then everything is the waterway It's done, why hide it."

A gleam of light could not help but shine in Jin Chen's eyes, and said: "Shanran, you mean that you understood the master's last sword just now."

Shan Ran thought for a moment, then nodded.

Cangjie couldn't help but let out a wail, completely devoid of the demeanor of a senior, and said, "What's going on, Shanran, can you tell me something? How did you cultivate the master's last sword."

Shan Ran shook her head and said: "I can't give it to you. The last sword and strength have nothing to do with cultivation, but care about your heart, so I don't know how to tell you."

Tibetan mustard suddenly felt a little like crying.

The three of them used to learn from the famous senior Gu Daozi, who was known as the most evil genius in thousands of years.

Gu Daozi gave all the essence of his swordsmanship to his apprentices while he was sitting, and the three apprentices had no seniority.

Gu Daozi has a swordsmanship, which is the most powerful swordsmanship between heaven and earth. It is the last swordsmanship he taught, and it is also the most powerful swordsmanship in his life.

When Gu Daozi exchanged swords, he just practiced a change before he died.So no one knows how to practice the last sword, Shanran waited until the three of them were just the impression in their minds!
Looking at Tibetan mustard's expression, he couldn't help but smile kindly.

When Gu Daozi was alive, he often scolded Tibetan mustard for its seven orifices but only five.Now it seems to be true, completely like a child who doesn't grow up, putting his emotions on his face.

Among the three, Tibetan Mustard has the highest cultivation talent.

A little bit of curiosity arose in Shan Ran's heart, if the seven orifices of Tibetan mustard were fully opened, what kind of scene would it be.

In desperation, Tibetan mustard couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Jin Chen, however, seemed to have realized something, watching the light in his eyes keep coming out.

Looking at Jin Chen's expression, Cang Jie couldn't help restraining his presumptuous emotions.

Jin Chen was thinking carefully about Shan Ran's words, faintly, he seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't really catch it.

After a long time, Jin Chen let out a long breath, and his expression became relaxed.

He still understands that many things cannot be forced.

Seeing that Jin Chen was not contemplating enlightenment, Zang Jie said softly: "What should we do now?"

Jin Chen didn't answer, but instead looked at Shan Ran.

Shan Ran pondered for a while, and said, "Go to a duel."

Cangjie's expression changed involuntarily, and he said, "Isn't it a little early for you to go to the duel? You must know that you have already stepped out of the realm."

Shan Ran shook his head, and said: "The heart of a warrior is fearless. Now I have experienced the master's last sword, and it is a good opportunity."

Seeing Shanran's persistence, Zang Jie could only nod his head.

Shan Ran's eyes looked into the distance. In fact, the real reason for the duel now is only clear in his heart, "He is afraid that the easy life will hone his fighting spirit, making him unable to make up his mind to fight, especially after seeing his own After becoming an apprentice, I can no longer be open-minded."

"If I succeed in rectifying Master's name this time, then when I return to Tianqiong Palace, I will never be born again, and I will accept my apprentice with peace of mind and teach him well." Shan Ran said calmly.

The complexions of Jin Chen and Zang Jie changed in an instant.

"If you can't justify the name of the master, then there is only one consequence, and that is death."

……

……

The land of Mobei has always been an existence that people are unwilling to go to.

There are endless deserts here, full of drought and death.

In the middle of the thousands of miles of desert, there is a towering sandbag.The strong wind was sweeping through the desert, setting off endless sand waves, but it was unable to blow away a drop of gravel on the sandbag.

The violent wind seemed to be irritated and roared like a beast, as if it was determined to blow away this harmful sandbag.

Around the sandbag, the sand and dust rolled continuously, like the earth peeling off, layer by layer.

A long time has passed.

The gale became still.

The sandbag is still the same, without any change.

Thick white bones appeared around the sandbag, including a head, arms, and dark brown bloodstains...

This is the death zone of the desert, and it is also the zone where countless warriors flock to.

Because under this sandbag, leaning on a peerless master, a ghost who practiced sword.He once said that as long as someone defeats him, he will get the most precious inheritance between heaven and earth, because he is also a guardian.

Over the years, countless masters have gone here to fight with him.But without exception is death.Some people even died before they got close to the sandbag.

The life of a master is lonely.

The warriors under the sandbags, when they couldn't meet a suitable opponent, asked people to challenge Gu Daozi, but at that time, Gu Daozi failed to cross the tribulation, and his cultivation base lost [-]%, in order not to cut off his swordsmanship. Inheritance, forcibly suppressing serious injuries in teaching apprentices.until the fall.

So there were rumors in the world that Gu Daozi didn't dare to fight in the desert.

Now Shanran has comprehended Gu Daozi's strongest sword, so he chose to rectify his master's name.

People under the sandbags have always only killed people and never signed up.The world calls it "nameless"

In the distance of the desert, three figures approached slowly.

In the decisive battle between masters, the slightest loss is worth thousands of miles.It is again before this nameless time accompanied by bones and blood.

Every step of Shanran's step is very skillful, neither fast nor slow, and takes a long breath.Make your own spiritual power not lose half of it.

Jin Chen and Zang Jie also dare not have the slightest carelessness.

Fighting against Wuming, there are only two endings, either victory or death.

But no matter how powerful Wuming is, it is impossible for them to watch Shanran be beheaded.

Soon, the sandbag approached.

There was a hint of ferocity in Shanran's eyes, and a sword energy flew out from Shanran's finger, striking the sandbag ferociously.

The next moment, the sandbag shattered.

A figure flew out from under the sandbag, and the surrounding white bones creaked.

A sharp killing intent locked Shanran firmly, "You really deserve to die."

Nameless said in a cold tone.

His black clothes were whistling in the desert wind, probably because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. His face was very white, almost a sickly white, but at this time there was a fierce killing intent.

"You are the first person to do it without saying hello. I think you are impatient." Wuming looked at the three people in front of him with a blank expression.

There was also a hint of madness on Shanran's face, and he said: "At the beginning, when you pointed out to challenge my master, you didn't say hello to my master, and you should reciprocate."

Nameless took a deep breath.

"You are Gu Daozi's apprentice! I can feel his breath on your body."

Shanran's expression changed slightly, and he said, "That's right, I'm here today to rectify my master's name." "

A smile appeared on Wuming's pale face, and he took out a dark sword behind him, but it was only a half-cut sword, "Okay, one move determines the outcome, either you win and I forget, or I win you forget."

Shan Ran pursed her lips and said, "Okay."

Jin Chen and Zang Jie stood aside with serious expressions on their faces.The two had already negotiated, if Shanran lost.They will fight even if they are desperate.

After all, Shanran and Wuming are two people who cannot be compared at all.

Wuming's sword was black, but it was only half broken.

Shanran's sword is also black, but it is a complete sword exuding endless sharpness.

The sword didn't move, but the yellow sand kicked up.

The next moment, two powerful auras emanated from Shanran and Wuming at the same time.

The invisible breath is like two huge horned dragons clashing in the void.

But the sword moves of the two of them have never been issued.

Both of them are masters of kendo, and they both know the principle of preemptive strikes, but sometimes the real backhand is even more deadly.

The storm in the desert is getting stronger and stronger, that's because of the leakage of the breath of the two of them.The void kept trembling, like a stone falling into a calm water.

"Slay the sky with one sword!"

Shanran finally couldn't bear it anymore, the hostility in Wuming was too strong.In the confrontation of breath, he has already fallen behind.

(End of this chapter)