In Sword Saint Shangquan's life, he had many swords.
When he was a nameless teenager, he used the nameless ancient sword that he inherited from his father. When he was twenty-four years old, it was broken by a strong enemy and could not be repaired. Therefore, it was sealed and not used, and was placed in the dojo.
Later, after he inherited the sect, he used the famous sword that was passed down by the previous masters, 'Guan Shijie Orthodox'. After that, he had a breakthrough, and used the Yuanshi Divine Mark, 'Kneecutter' and 'Kneecutter'.
When he left the palace at the age of fifty, he returned the two weapons and changed them to the 'Chidori' that was now passed down to Yao Xiang. After that, because of various reasons, he changed his swords several times.
Every divine weapon, because of the Sword Saint's use, shone with new brilliance, and created one legend after another.
In the end, the sword that the Sword Saint in the dojo used became an ordinary longsword.
At most, the material was a little sturdy, but it was not known for its sharpness and fierceness.
Perhaps part of the reason was that 'returning to the original' and 'not relying on external objects' were said in the streets, but more of the reason was that … it was not necessary at all.
He no longer needed to hold some peerless sword and fight to the death with others. He had already reached the peak.
Now, what he needed was just a 'teaching whip' to instruct his disciples. If it was not for the fact that the dojo advocated the duel of real swords, it would not matter if it was a bamboo blade.
Now, the teaching whip was held in the hand of the little house in the forest.
It was not long, not short, and ordinary.
Just right.
However, it was precisely this perfect longsword that caused Tattoo Face to feel a chill run down his spine.
It was not the sharpness of the blade, nor was it the speed or power. But it was someone who had once entrusted on the blade … All that he had learned in his life!
In the long fifty years, after being wielded by the Sword Saint, soaked in Supreme-tier, and entrusted with the longing and yearning of countless disciples, this sword had become the embodiment of the 'dojo'!
The heart of the sword was formed naturally!
Simply put, the account was taken over.
— Powerleveling, online!
At this moment, under the observation of countless evil eyes, the little house in the forest became incomparably strange.
The left half of the body was still the same as before, but the right half of the body that was holding the sword began to rapidly evaporate, losing its own outline and rising like a flame.
That half of the face also became hollow and blurry. Countless faces kept appearing as if it was possessed by evil spirits.
Young man, old man, child, old woman …
Dark Flow, Niten Ryū, Sunset Flow, Bright God Dream Flow, Natural Mind Flow, North Star One Blade Flow, Great Stone Divine Shadow Flow … All kinds of sword techniques flowed freely. Even their auras changed unpredictably.
"Tsk, it's just a mere materialization. It's not worth a single strike."
A pair of turbid eyes looked down at the opponent in front of him in disdain. His voice became hoarse and old. "Hmm? Are you not coming over? Then I'll reluctantly go over to you … "
Just like that, he casually took a step forward.
However, that indomitable and terrifying aura seemed to have brought death right before his eyes!
Boom!
The darkness boiled as if it was reacting to stress. Countless hideous limbs spread out from the broken body. The tattooed face's body changed rapidly, and in the end, his entire body faded away in the surging darkness.
All that was left was a ball of darkness that was as viscous as ink surging, outlining the outline of a human figure. After the Evil Eyes opened, they shot out evil light.
However, there was no trace of the hut in the forest.
Out of all the skills that Huai Shi had taught him, this was the Yu Step that he was most proficient at and also the most proficient at!
At this moment, under the enlightenment of the Sword Saint, it was fully activated. It was already not inferior to Huai Shi's speed. In an instant, it was very close, and it slashed towards the darkness in front of it.
Even if it was an ethereal Origin Substance, it still …
Cut it in half!
The tattooed face roared, and the darkness split in half. Countless hands stretched out from it and grabbed the sword of the hut in the forest. They held it tightly, not allowing the slightest bit of struggle.
Then, the darkness surged, and countless vicious curses spewed out from it.
But at the same time, the hut in the forest abandoned its sword without any hesitation. It raised its hands and pressed them towards the boiling darkness.
Dark and vicious runes appeared on its ten fingers. The alchemy array implanted in its body was activated, and a vortex that seemed to lead to eternal night formed in the center of its palms.
Behind the hut in the forest, the shadow of the Promotion Minister also slowly rose.
It smiled maliciously at it!
"Finally, I caught you ~"
In the next moment, the creepy chewing sound came from the hands of the hut in the forest, and countless strange sounds like the gnawing of evil beasts rose one after another.
The Promotion Minister's slender snake body was like a giant python, tightly entangled with the tattooed face, and swallowed the essence from hell.
Painful screams sounded.
There was also an angry hiss.
It sounded like a roar.
"Look at what you're saying."
The hut in the forest smiled innocently. "Cannibalism is a characteristic of the Lin family. It must be tasted. Don't tell me that people of the Lin family rely on others to fight? No way, no way, no way, no way, right? "
Accompanied by his words, countless sharp iron lights appeared from the vortex, like the teeth of a shark. They intersected and rubbed against each other, and sparks burst out.
This was a secret ritual personally engraved by the current Torch Dragon. After swallowing the evil energy of thousands of fierce blades in the dojo and eating the evil essence of countless cooking demons, it finally completed the Abyssal Curse!
Its peace is darkness, its sight is light, it doesn't eat or sleep, and it listens to the wind and rain — compared to the God of Mount Zhong who swallowed storms and tides, and controlled dawn and night, and evil, this was just a small matter.
But the same was its insatiable greed and the ferocity of a predator.
— It swallowed all evil until there was nothing left!
In front of the Lin Family, he still dared to expose his soul without any protection … How daring was he to do that?
Was this the Hell Charity Association's service of delivering food to the door?
Love, love.
Now, the darkness had turned into a vortex, and it was constantly being pulled deeper into the darkness. Under the evil energy and evil energy of countless sharp blades, all the Origin Substance's structure was shattered, and it fell into the Promotion Minister's stomach.
The last trace of the tattooed face disappeared just like that.
In its place was the swollen face of the hut in the forest, so red that it was almost purple. It was too weak, and the amount was too much … It couldn't be digested at all.
If it continued like this, it would only explode.
Since that was the case …
The hut in the forest took a deep breath, pointed in the direction of the train in the distance, and opened its mouth —
— Might as well spit out a little!
And so, under the intensification of evil, all the Origin Substance welcomed the most violent qualitative change, quickly turning into an extremely unstable state. It put in a little bit of resentment, a little bit of jealousy, and then a little bit of its carefully extracted arrogance and unlimited supply of fear, as well as a sea of anger.
Finally, it poured in most of the Origin Substance and power of the tattooed face.
Like this, a pot of instant cursed soup was ready!
Following the ignition of the cursed flames, it exploded with a bang.
A thick black and purple stream of light shot out from the Promotion Minister's mouth, flying into the distance!
In an instant, it pierced through the dancing snow, flew past the flying blood and frost, crossed the battlefield, tore through the carriage, passed through the corpses and slaughter, and exquisitely brushed past Yuan Yuan's hair, flying even further ahead.
All the armored knights in front of it were instantly scattered into flying ash.
After flying in a straight line for more than ten kilometers, it left behind layers of cracks. Finally, it flew towards Lu Baiyan's face by the window.
"Yin and Yang Three Combinations, which is Yin and which is Yang?"
As he softly chanted, the dignified crown flickered and disappeared. An invisible wall appeared in front of the cursed light, isolating the Origin Substance curse from the outside world.
But then, the Mountain Lord roared.
Amidst the thunderous roar, the young girl trampled on the broken armor, smashing through the cabin in front of her. She turned around in midair, and threw the weapon in her hand in Lu Baiyan's direction.
Lightning flashed.
Amidst the leaping lightning, Shang Fang's horse-slaying sword hummed, directly piercing through all obstructions, flying towards Lu Baiyan's face.
Then, it suddenly stopped in midair.
The lightning of the army dissipated without a trace.
Between Lu Baiyan's two raised fingers, the flying sword froze in midair.
After being entrusted with the Qiuniu Seal and all the power in his body, the transformed Mountain Lord sword actually couldn't advance an inch.
"Young people these days … …"
Lu Baiyan understood and shook his head disinterestedly. "They're biting off more than they can chew — —"
"I'm sorry, Teacher Lu, I don't know the rules … … I'm just randomly attacking!"
In the distant desolate forest, the small hut in the forest suddenly laughed.
He crouched down, his five fingers pressing towards the shadow in front of him, strangely breaking through space. His five fingers, filled with evil and poisonous curses, actually stretched out from the shadow of the sword.
Then, he grabbed towards Lu Baiyan's shadow.
He didn't care about martial ethics and chose to sneak attack a 96-year-old "old comrade".
He firmly grabbed his throat and clenched it tightly.
It caused a pitch-black handprint to appear on his neck. Traces of scriptures rapidly expanded, multiplied, and then quickly cracked.
It only had enough time to grab him for an instant.
But in that instant, a silhouette suddenly enlarged in the window covered in layers of frost.
Through the refraction of the frost mirror, the Maiden of Frost broke out of the mirror!
In her hand, a sparkling and translucent dagger appeared. The blade, which seemed to be carved out of crystal and frost, overflowed with the light of countless desires. It targeted souls, enough to corrupt all Origin Substances and cause all consciousnesses to fall into madness and split apart, condensing into a single line — —
She grasped this crucial opportunity.
Six attacks stabbed down at the same time!
Supreme-tier, Dark Moon!
"Overestimating yourself … …"
In that instant, Lu Baiyan sighed softly, and a pitch-black shadow appeared behind him.
It was difficult to see the change in that instant.
Only the sound of countless cracks could be heard overlapping in one place.
Anna's dagger fell apart, and the Sword of Victory dissipated with a wail, returning to the case. The small hut in the forest hurriedly pulled his hand out of the shadow. It had already been burned to a crisp, and the skin was cracked, and pitch-black blood flowed out.
Lu Baiyan, however, was unharmed.
"If I kill you like this, will your teacher be sad?"
He grabbed Anna's neck and lifted her into the air, his fingers slowly tightening. But soon, he seemed to hear a sneer from the distant mountains.
Then, in his hand, the struggling young girl turned into ice crystals, shattering inch by inch and scattering.
In the carriage even further away, she once again appeared behind Yuan Yuan in a flash, and together with Yuan Yuan, they turned into dancing snow and flew into the distance.
But before she left, she turned around and smiled at him proudly.
She was like a white wolf running away with a lamb in its mouth.
Behind Lu Baiyan, an illusory conduit silently broke — — the replenishment of Origin Substance essence and divinity from the Land of Dreams was quietly cut off.
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