Wuguan Sanjue

Chapter 327 Sword and Storm
"The Sword of Slaughter..."

Shanran stopped in her tracks and said in a low voice.

After a few steps, the earth shrinks into an inch.Wuming appeared in front of Shanran and said: "I am the guardian of the sword of killing, you gave me two lives, I decided to give you a chance, if you can get the sword of killing, then you will You are qualified to aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts."

Shan Ran gazed into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The Sword of Slaughter was once the most powerful spiritual weapon between heaven and earth.The person who cast him is Ouyang Zhizi, the most powerful foundry in the world. When casting the sword, the blood essence of ten ferocious monsters was added to the sword body, and all of them were the most powerful and purest blood essence. After seven to seven days of polishing, it was finally forged in the extreme north. When the sword came out, a blood-colored rainbow pierced the sun, and the killing intent in the sword body even forged his strength. Ouyang Zhizi couldn't bear it either. When the hammer fell at the end, the sword was completed, and Ouyang Zhizi was also killed.

In order to practice the sword, Ouyang Zhizi exhausted all his efforts.

The powerful killing intent emanating from the sword made him unbearable, and he died as a result.

So the world thinks this sword is ominous, so they decide to destroy it.

Little did they know that in the process of destroying the sword, one of the people who had a deep hatred and blood hatred became selfish and changed the sword. After three years of hard training, he finally mastered the sword. Once the decades of hatred were vented, In one day, this sword will behead ten thousand people, blood will flow like a river, and the blood will flow like a pestle.

The murderer is called the "God of Killing" by the world, and the sword that kills ten thousand people is called the "Sword of Killing"

The blood feud was avenged, and the God of Killing disappeared without a trace. Countless people were looking for the God of Killing under the banner of justice, but the essence was very clear. Among them, if you get this sword fold, you can use this sword to understand the opportunity of the world, practice a thousand miles a day, and aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts.

But the Killing God has completely disappeared, and there is nowhere to look for it. Those who are hot-headed and want to find the [Sword of Slaughter] can only give up after searching for nothing.

Unexpectedly, Wuming, who bears the name of a butcher, is actually the guardian of the killing sword.

Hearing Shanran's words, Wuming nodded and said, "That's right, my experience is similar to that of Killing God, so in desperation, Killing God took me in and taught me a powerful cultivation base. I have to pay for it." The price is to guard the sword of killing."

Cangjie looked at Wuming, with a smile on his face, and said: "Then why don't you control the sword of killing, but let us go, is there some unknown secret in it..."

Wuming showed a hint of disdain, and said: "I also want to control the Slaughter Sword, but I can't get close at all. When I get close to the Slaughter Sword three feet away, the killing intent in it is beyond me. If Half a step forward, then I'm afraid I was killed by the sword intent."

Jin Chen nodded slightly, and said: "From ancient times to the present, powerful spiritual tools have spirituality. The longer the time, the greater the spirituality. Often these spiritual tools are spontaneous when they recognize their masters."

There was a hint of excitement on Tibetan Mustard's face, and he said, "I think we should also try it. I am also very interested in the peerless weapon in the hands of the Killing God."

Only Shan Ran remained calm, with no joy or sorrow on his face.

"Even if we go, we may not be able to get the approval of the Slaughter Sword. Even if we get it, it may not be a good thing. We must know that the killing intent of the Slaughter Sword can kill people. If we lose control, we will become eternal sinners." Shan Said in a calm tone.

Nameless' face changed slightly.

Shan Ran told the truth, when he first saw Killing God, the situation of Killing God still makes him unforgettable. Both arms of Killing God have been cut off, because the killing intent in the Killing Sword is gradually eroding him In order to maintain his last sanity, Killing God chose to self-mutilate, destroying his arms, so that he couldn't make a move.Seal the killing area heavily so as not to harm others again.

However, the Sword of Slaughter's ability was refined in response to the strong hostility between heaven and earth. Even though it is sealed with a heavy killing god, it cannot restrain the spread of killing intent. The powerful killing intent is eroding the seal. In order to prevent the Slaughtering Sword from falling into the hands of others when the seal is broken, the Killing God will accept Wuming as an apprentice and take care of the Slaughtering Sword.

Now, Wuming sees Shanran and other three people, all three of them are people who practice swordsmanship, maybe they can control the sword of killing, in such a situation, maybe they can resist the erosion of killing intent, so it is also a great deal for the common people in the world blessing.

Shan Ran nodded and said: "Okay... Let's try it, maybe we can get the approval of the Slaughter Sword, but let me make it clear in advance, if we can't get the approval of the Slaughter Sword, then we'd better go It is to give up, so as not to encounter accidents."

Jin Chen and Zang Jie nodded involuntarily, what Shan Ran just said was exactly what they had in mind.

This is a double-edged sword. If it is applied properly, it will be easy to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and be proud of the crowd.But if it is controlled by the sword of killing, or even backfires, it will be a great threat to the common people in the world.

There was a smile on Wuming's face, he glanced at the scorching sun, and said: "The seal of the Slaughter Sword still exists, you can't get close to the Slaughter Sword, you have to wait until the seal is lifted, then you can."

A hint of doubt appeared on Jin Chen's face, and he said, "How long will it take for the seal to be lifted?"

"One month." Wuming said without hesitation.

Shan Ran nodded, and said: "Let's adjust it first. We will come here again in a month to see if we can be recognized by the Killing Sword."

Of course Tibetan Jie and Jin Chen did not object.

Nameless nodded and said, "I'll see you in one month."

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Wait until Jin Chen and the other three leave.

There was a trace of relief on Wuming's face, and he didn't know why.

Powerful, rich spiritual power swept out from Wuming's body. In the originally calm desert, there was a sudden violent vibration, and a huge crack suddenly appeared on the intact ground. Wuming jumped and disappeared.

This is an underground palace with a very simple structure. It will be a huge space. In the center of this huge space, a blood-red sword is suspended. Around the sword, waves of red The ripples spread out.Surrounding the iron chains were dense chains of spiritual power, the chains were shaking non-stop, emitting a faint crisp light, but more of them were blocked by the blood-red red light.

Directly in front of the sword, there was a figure sitting cross-legged peacefully.

Without arms, his body was like a thin tree trunk, and his long white hair fell casually on the ground.Two thick chains directly passed through his shoulders, firmly imprisoning him here, making it impossible for him to leave.

Wuming walked in slowly, with incomparable respect in his expression, because the person in front of him was his benefactor, but he was the god of killing who was cast aside by the world.

"You are defeated!"

The thin figure of the killing god didn't move at all, and a voice without the slightest emotion came out, like a demon in hell uttering coldness, but not only the slightest emotion.

Wuming lowered his head and said, "Yes, I lost. I tried my best, but they are too strong."

Whoa!
There was a sound from the iron chain, and Killing God raised his head. Although his arms were severed, the moment he raised his head, the hostility in his eyes was enough to make countless people terrified.

"It's a fact. They are indeed too strong. One is the acquired sword body, and the other has the seven-aperture exquisite heart that countless warriors yearn for. You will have no regrets if you lose to these two people." The tone of the killing god revealed With a sigh, he said softly.

Wuming's expression changed slightly, he had already discovered the exquisite heart of Tibetan mustard.But he didn't notice Shanran's Acquired Sword Body, and his master who didn't want to hit him actually noticed it.

The acquired sword body is a powerful physique formed in the day after tomorrow.

This kind of physique only appears among people who practice swordsmanship, and it is not bad for one person out of tens of millions. Once he cultivates Houtian swordsmanship, it means that this person's perception of swordsmanship has reached the peak.

Seeing the change in Wuming's face, Killing God continued: "The body of the Houtian sword has not yet fully formed. It's normal that you didn't notice it. Even I almost didn't notice it."

Wuming's face looked a little better.

The iron chain continued to shake, and suddenly there was a soft moaning sound.

A sword appeared in front of Wuming.

"I said earlier that you are too obsessed with your broken sword, so you have never been able to practice complete swordsmanship. The destruction of your broken sword this time is also a wedge for you. This time you use it This is a complete sword! Cultivate your swordsmanship to the extreme, so that your strength can be raised to another level."

After the words fell, the sword floating in front of Wuming flew into Wuming's hands.

The whole body of this sword is transparent, as if made of white jade, spotless, without the slightest impurity. On the edge of the sword, there are two clear lines, and there are very slight fluctuations in the lines.

hum!
A sword pointed forward, and the void suddenly buzzed.

Killing God nodded in satisfaction, and said: "This sword is called Tianyu, and it is a sword passed down from generation to generation in my family. At that time, it was also because of this sword that I found a disaster. Today I will give it to you, because you are now a My only family member, so don't refuse."

Nameless thought for a while, then nodded heavily.

Kneeling down on the ground, he solemnly kowtowed to the God of Death.

There was a trace of relief on the old face of the killing god, and he said: "You go to publish the news and spread the news of the birth of the killing sword, so that I think many powerful people will come, so that we can also serve as a support for the killing sword. Find a satisfied master, although he betrays me, but I can't betray him."

Wuming's face changed slightly, and he said: "Master, if you pass on the news, wouldn't it be another bloodbath, and many old monster-level characters may be born, once the killing sword falls into their hands In the hand, isn't that..."

clap la la...

The iron chain shook violently, Shaking God shook his head, and said: "I don't care who can get the sword of killing, what I want is someone who can control the killing, so that even if I die, I don't have to worry about the sword of killing." The sword is a disaster for the world, you have to understand that the power of the Slaughter Sword is no longer something we can destroy, it needs a master, a master who can control him."

buzzing...

The Slaughtering Sword seemed to understand the words of the Killing God, trembling violently, and the spiritual power chains in the void shook endlessly.

Wuming nodded and said, "I'll do it now..."

Killing God nodded and said: "The bigger the momentum, the better. I want the entire continent to know that the Slaughter Sword is about to be born. Only the truly strong can control the Slaughter Sword."

After speaking, Killing God closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

Nameless saluted the attack, and then went out.

The nameless figure appeared in the desert again, chose a direction at random, and the nameless figure galloped away.

The temptation of [Sword of Slaughter] is too great, Wuming is confident, as long as there is a little bit of wind, it will definitely cause an uproar, and countless people will definitely go crazy.

Everything is within Wuming's expectation.

The news of [Sword of Slaughter]'s birth spread like wildfire, and a powerful storm swept across the continent.

Many powerful warriors who were originally hidden in the dark were born one after another, and came towards the sword of killing. Once they get the sword of killing, they can aspire to the pinnacle of martial arts, and the years of hard work have come to an end. Down.

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This is an unknown small mountain range, and there are many villagers living around it, who make a living by chopping and selling firewood every day.

Today, several strong men in the village went to chop firewood again.

A branch as thick as the mouth of a bowl was chopped off by a sharp axe, and the villagers couldn't help showing joy.

However, at this moment, the faces of these villagers became ugly.Because the mountains under their feet were shaking, almost instantaneously, the mountains collapsed, and a figure rose into the sky.

The villagers hurriedly fell to their knees and kowtowed repeatedly.

He kept yelling: "Immortal! Spare me... forgive me..."

There are spirits in the mountains, this is a saying that was passed down in the villages living in this mountain range, but today it is manifested.The villagers are all excited.

"I have been silent for a hundred years, and I have been unable to break through. Unexpectedly, I waited until the birth of the Slaughter Sword. It seems to be my fate! I must get..."

Said softly, the figure in the void did not look at the villagers behind him, and the figure rushed out towards the distance.

When the figure completely disappeared into the sky, these villagers stood tremblingly from the ground, looking at the disappearing figure with a clear sense of awe in their eyes.

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It was snowing heavily and the cold was blowing.

A figure waved a sword in the heavy snow, dancing gracefully like a butterfly.

A white kite came galloping all the time and landed on the sword dancer without any scruples.

The sword dancer was still dancing with his sword, and the kite on his shoulder was like Mount Tai, standing quietly on his shoulder, motionless.

A long time has passed.

The sword dancer finally stopped dancing the sword, and a face full of country and city was revealed, and he took the note from the top of the kite.

A smile emerged from the sword dancer's beautiful face.

"This is a bit interesting... I haven't been there for a long time, so it's time to join in the fun."

After the words fell, the sword dancer soared into the sky, and the kite on his shoulder was still as stable as Mount Tai.

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This is an ordinary village, living by the sea.

As the saying goes, you rely on mountains to eat mountains, and rely on water to eat water.

In the village, every household relies on fishing in the sea for a living.

On the turbulent sea, a small boat was slowly shaking. In the cabin, there was an old man with white hair. At this time, the old man was fishing leisurely with a fishing rod.

The boat was rocking constantly.

The fishing rod kept shaking.

There was no bait on the hook.

The old man's face was full of intoxication.

Suddenly the old man's ears didn't move, and the appropriate fishing rod shook violently, and the fish took the bait.

With a flick of the fishing rod, a big fish was jumping on the board of the boat.

The old man showed a slight smile, "After waiting for a long time, I finally got something. How can I not be excited. I should go out too."

The words fell, and the void trembled.

The fish on the boat were still jumping, but the old man was nowhere to be seen.

The vitality of the fish is very tenacious, it is jumping vigorously, and there are a few traces of blood on the tail.

Snapped!
On the surface of the water, a wave splashed, and after a lot of effort, the fish returned to the sea again, but the old man couldn't see it.

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This and that scene happened in different places, but no matter what, it was all caused by the news of the birth of [Slaughter Sword].

At the same time, killings were happening one after another, and greed was enough to drive many people crazy.

On Tianti Ridge.

Sitting cross-legged under the giant tree, Mu Hao has been motionless for three days.

Yuanhong has also been guarding here for three days.

The thunder was swimming around, completely enveloping Mu Hao.

Now in Mu Hao's body, there is no trace of spiritual power. Every meridian and every cell in the body is filled with the power of thunder.

He let out a long breath, and there was also thunder emanating from it.

The thunder that quickly wandered around Mu Hao's side gradually gathered in Mu Hao's body. His spiritual sea has undergone a complete transformation. It can no longer be called a spiritual sea. It should be called a thunder sea. is possible to.

In the thunder sea, two black and white Pisces were swimming non-stop, extremely cheerful.

This made Mu Hao feel a little bit of anticipation in his heart. His intuition told him that the swimming black and white Pisces might undergo transformation in the sea of ​​thunder. As for how the transformation will take place, Mu Hao couldn't imagine it, because these two black and white Pisces are He also has no way of finding out the true function that he condensed in the Sea Clan's Creation Cave.

Absorbing all the thunder that wandered in his body into his body, Mu Hao's aura increased a bit. After hard work, he cultivated the [Thunder Sutra] to the level of minor success, and if he persisted in practicing, he would also be able to In vain, the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to practice.

(End of this chapter)