Transcending the Nine Heavens

This difference is fundamentally different.

One man controls the sword, one sword controls the man!

Now or not it's obvious, but once the grades have risen to a certain level, this one separates life and death directly!

Because the man who controls the sword is a god!

Sword controller, but demon! Demon Sword!

A luminous flash of light flashed, Chuyang swords straight forward, a slide at the foot, the whole person in a slide, suddenly becoming lonely, cold Xiaother.

He seems to be the only one left in the world!

Lonely Sword!

Even if Gu was alone next to him, I'm afraid he would mistakenly assume that this sword was made by himself.

I couldn't help but notice the night sight. I drank: "Good sword! Look at my Dream Sword!” The sword glistened, the night drunken black clothes suddenly blurred, a fantasy, and some dazzling sword spilled out.

Mixed circumstances, lonely sword intent in drunken dreams, still lonely!

The two swords suddenly each emitted a thousand cold lights, and at the same time, both attacked!

It's early morning, but at this moment the sword is falling and the sky is full of two people, but it's brighter than the stars in the night sky!

Both bodies turned into smoke, and in the sky they just drifted away, creating a series of remnants of each other.

But the shadow of the long sword is not at all, the long sword, has been turned into sword light, into sword strength, transverse and turbulent!

At this moment, the sword rushes!

Boom!

After a few hand-to-hand moves, the two swords finally meet for the first time.

One collision, both of them a bump, backwards.

The sword in the air went out of control and exploded in a blast; it was like a bomb flowering and spreading in the dense forest.

Brush a sound, dozens of trees in a circle, under this turbulent sword, as much as possible to turn into powder!

The sword power in the field is not yet exhausted, and the two swordlights are already tangled together.

Previously it was only a test attack, but this time it was a tangle, but it was a real battle!

Dreams as fog as smoke as clouds of sword, scattered towards Chuyang.

Chuyang long sword strikes, a lonely sword is a husband, but the moment of night drunkenness has revolved around him seventeen or eight times, the sword from any position, from top to bottom, from southeast northwest front and back left and right head top foot anywhere!

Smoke clouds are generally perforated!

Chu Yang's body sword was generally pulled up and stood up. The sword in his hand was impervious to ventilation. The soldiers came to stop the water to earth tunnel. Just a defense. Never attack!

Tinker Bell's voice rang in one piece.

Each time the two swords crossed, a group of swords broke out vigorously, and in the blink of an eye, the entire forest was already full of sores.

In the shadow of dozens of shadows behind him, a person appeared quietly, seemed to look this way and quickly flew away. That's the three elders.

The night drunk obviously saw it, but ignored it. He just went mad and ran a long sword and attacked Chu Yang!

“Hey, the man you're really chasing is gone! ”

“Running away… now nobody matters more than you! ”

Easy and fair swordsman duel, but met a madman, Chu Yang was extremely depressed. Spirit up and deal with it.

Drunken shadows change from ‘turned into a cloud of smoke’ to 'direct‘! The transformation of 'into a cloud of smoke’ took only a moment.

Chuyang closed his eyes and waved his sword. He felt the vibration of his sword body. Each vibration is when the body of the sword comes into contact with the other sword's tip blade.

In just a short time, Chu Yang has already endured 3,000 attacks!

Frequency like this, on a regular swordsman, is enough to throw your shoulder arm straight out of your body while swinging your sword!

But the frequency of night sickness is still increasing!

The situation in Chuyang is gradually getting worse; because as the other party attacks faster, he finds himself somewhat incapable of keeping up with the other party's rhythm!

The opponent suppressed the cultivation into battle, but the actual bottom is still the best of the four swords!

If you can't keep up with each other's rhythm, then, in the blinking time, your body can become a honeycomb!

Chu Yang stood in the way and spinning rapidly in his heart. He suddenly remembered a saying: The battle between the iron wall and the copper wall is not over!

Iron walls, copper walls?

Chu Yang's heart moved, no longer passive defense, suddenly abandoned the lonely sword of Gu Xiaoxing, a direct sword circle, drew out a light screen, the long sword trembled, suddenly in front of him a star river!

Ironwall, bronze wall!

Drunken as a storm, he circled the room around Chuyangshan for hundreds of turns; the sword light had been completely connected, but not even the other party's corner.

Seeing that the other party is already in the downwind, there is always a feeling: one more push and the other party is finished!

But he pushed harder and harder, and the other side was still in danger, but still struggling to support him.

Night drunk screams: “You want to waste me? I suppressed the cultivation, but the cultivation is still there, you can't afford it! ”

Chu Yang hey hey smile: “Watch out! ”

But the first half of the "Iron Wall Copper Wall War Unbroken" was rolled over. But the awareness is deeper and deeper. Chuyang is more and more able to understand this trick under the attack of the other party's storm!

You can only squeeze out your potential if your best opponents attack you with all their strength! And you can see your shortcomings!

This sentence applies to any aspect.

Chu Yang smiled on his face. Although his feet retracted at the festival, it had improved considerably compared to the precarious situation just now.

Night drunk eyebrows wrinkled, suddenly a long laugh, his body brushed out three lengths.

Chu Yang retreated three steps, stood suddenly and breathed.

It was just a blink of an eye, but Chu Yang had already felt tired.

Night Drunk Cold: “Why don't you attack? Under my attack, if you are merely defensive, you will certainly die! ”

Chu Yang faintly said: "When it's time to attack, I will attack! ”

"I'm waiting for your attack... your defensive moves are fantastic, but not all-powerful! Look at my sword! ”

The sword suddenly jumped into the air and drank: “The demon is in charge, wait for the ants to die! ”

Chu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart; damn, they all said I was an extraterrestrial demon, I see you guys... much more like me!

But as soon as this thought came up, it felt like an evil, almost morbid sword wind had fallen from the sky! With all the cold smell of slaughter, the instant, it actually seals itself up!

At this moment, I seem to be alone, standing naked in the cold!

Chu Yang drew his sword and drank: “The wind and the sky! ”

Instead, the first half of the Nine Skylarks Gathering was extended.

The unnamed blockade before a sword splits open, against each other's swords!

At that moment, the night drunken figure suddenly disappeared!

Complete disappearance, heaven and earth, with only one sword left!

A demonized sword!

With infinite swallowing, with infinite evil!

Chu Yang waved the long sword wildly. At this moment, under the pressure of life and death, countless sword moves automatically appeared in his mind, and all came out of his hands without thinking!

The first generation of nine swordsmen inherited a variety of swords, Rock enemy swordsmanship, solo swordsmanship, Ji Mo's swordsmanship, arrogant and evil cloud swordsmanship... even love swordsmanship...

Appears fiercely.

But the demonized sword was ignored, just like a maggot of bones, followed by Chuyang, as long as Chuyang had any bloom, it could be caught first, then attacked!

It is well known that no matter how delicate the sword may be, it cannot be unbroken at all.

And the night drunken set of magic swords is aimed at the bloom of all sword moves! Doesn't care what kind of sword you use, doesn't care about your subtlety, or your simplicity.

I'm just attacking your weakness.

Moreover, Chu Yang has a hidden feeling that it does not appear that night drunkenness is attacking, or that night drunkenness is now integrated with the sword, using instinct to attack.

And this instinct, it's an instinct that most people tend to sword!

Instead of drunken instincts!

Chu Yang finally understood what the Sword Spirit meant by "Demon Sword"!

The sword itself is not a demon!

But once a swordsmith enters the monastery, he is worse than a swordsmith!

Just for a moment, Chu Yang had a little blood on his body.

Chu Yang also felt overwhelmed in the face of such an impenetrable attack like a mercury lagoon.

And he will surely not be able to produce the complete Nine Swords.

Chu Yang roared, the long sword suddenly from fast to slow, drew a circle, the energy in the body, also followed a circle, at this moment, he unconsciously used his soft water sword.

This is what Chu Yang's instincts did in the other party's storm attack.

As soon as you give your hand, your heart screams terrible: the other party's offense is so dense, so fast, and you use this slow swallowing soft sword to put your life in the other party's hands?

But the next moment, Chu Yang stared.

Seeing as the Soft Sword was towed, the other party's fierce attack circled half the circle along the Soft Sword and returned to its origin.

This demon sword has nothing to do with the soft water sword!

Chu Yang's heart shook so hard that he finally understood: this sword is the weakness he sought. Any sword moves have weaknesses. But only this sword, which is dissolved from the stream, has no weakness.

Easy running water, it's a thousand years old!

As long as the water is still flowing, then it's one from top to bottom. Whether it's a hurry or not, it's the same! Has anyone ever seen a current cut off by a knife?

Use the tip of your sword to find the weakness of running water… how can you find it?

After thinking about this, Chu Yang suddenly felt a sudden feeling of comfort in his heart, almost laughing from the sky!

Because, at this moment, he clearly knew that he had his first soft sword, and today, he is finally close to the realm of Dacheng!

Next, Chuyang East sword, West sword, sword like running water, soft and continuous. The power of the previous sword has not disappeared, the power of the latter sword has arrived again, it does not appear to be in any hurry, there is no desire to kill at all, but it is the impervious air that will protect itself!

The demon-like offense of the other party is completely inorganic!

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