Chapter 619 I Will Also Go to the Battle of Yaoxing

Xiange.

Located above the misty clouds, it exists like a fairyland.

On the top of a snow-capped mountain stands a woman in a white dress, who is not stained with dust. Just standing there makes people awe-inspiring, and it is difficult to give birth to the idea of ​​​​blasphemy. Her beauty is beyond the beauty of the world. An aura emanating from the heart.

suddenly

"Take the sword as your heart, and your heart as your sword."

"The sword concentrates the heart, the heart bestows the sword."

"The master once said that the real birth is the entry into the world."

"The true heart melts into the sword, and the sword's heart is self-contained."

Qianqianyu, a woman in white clothes, refers to what the heart moves, what the sword accomplishes.

The snowflakes fluttered and turned into nothingness in an instant, and a white word 'sword' appeared in the air, standing alone like a proud plum in the snow. The woman in white didn't have the slightest emotional ups and downs, and her beautiful figure was erratic, and then disappeared.

"Senior Sister Ruomeng~" A clear voice came, and a beautiful girl ran from a distance.

Dressed in the white dress of Xiange, with joy and joy, like a beautiful elf falling from the sky, with the seal of the blue moon clearly printed on her forehead, it is Lan Xinyan.

"Why are you here, Xinyan?" Fairy Ruomeng smiled softly.

"It was the teacher who asked me to come to you, senior sister." Lan Xin said.

Fairy Ruomeng nodded slightly.

"Senior Sister..." On the way, Lan Xinyan bit her cherry lips and said.

"No." Fairy Ruomeng declined.

Lan Xin Yanqing: "Senior Sister, I haven't said anything yet."

Fairy Ruomeng said: "Xinyan, your strength is still weak now. According to the rules of the fairy pavilion, you are not allowed to go down the mountain. Even I can't make an exception."

"Oh." Lan Xinyan lowered her head, like a wronged child.

Fairy Ruomeng glanced at Lan Xinyan, her beautiful eyes flickering: "Cultivate hard, Xinyan. Your aptitude is not very good, but hard work can make up for it, and you have a higher chance of success if you have a goal. Don't worry. If I meet him, I will Pass on your message."

"Um.

Thank you, sister. Lan Xinyan nodded vigorously.

Xianyu Palace.

"Master." Fairy Ruomeng saluted.

Ning Suxin is the head teacher of the fairy pavilion.

Known as Fairy Ning, the famous figure in Thirty-Three Continents is no less than Ao Jianhui.

"Huh?" Ning Suxin was slightly surprised: "Ruomeng, you..."

"Live up to the cultivation of the master, the apprentice has condensed into the heart of the sword." Fairy Ruomeng's lingering voice lingered.

"Okay, very good!" Ning Su was overjoyed, and rarely lost his composure: "Ruomeng, you are indeed worthy of being a genius who will not appear in my fairy pavilion for thousands of years. You are only 18 years old and condensed into a sword heart. It is enough to become a strong Niemo. To make the geniuses of the Immortal Pavilion in the Nirvana world feel ashamed, it is worthwhile to have you as a teacher."

"Master's reputation is too high, Ruomeng is still far behind." Fairy Ruomeng said lightly.

Ning Suxin smiled with satisfaction: "As a teacher, I still had a little worry, but it was unfounded. With Ruomeng's current strength, you should already be able to kill the low-level big demon, right?"

"80% sure." Fairy Ruomeng nodded.

"Go, let the other sects of Thirty-Three Continents take a look at how strong the genius born in my fairy pavilion is!" Ning Suxin smiled: "Win the championship of the Yaoxing battle and get the qualification for the road of glory. Ruomeng , you will become the legend and glory of Xiange."

"The apprentice will definitely not disappoint the master." Fairy Ruomeng bowed her head.

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Nie Shenzong.

"Eclipse the sky." On the suzerain seat, Ao Jianhui's deep eyes shone brightly.

"Master." The voice was evil. It was a young man with sword eyebrows, his slender eyes were sharp and deep, and his eyes like ghosts and wolves were unforgettable. Like Ao Jianhui, he also had ten scabbards around his waist, full of sword spirit.

"You are a smart person, blue is better than blue." Ao Jianhui said.

"Master, thank you." Xi Tian smiled evilly.

"Different from my ineffective son, you are not only talented, but also ruthless and decisive. I am very optimistic about you." Ao Jianhui said in a deep voice: "If you can win the championship of the Yaoxing battle, I will announce it to the world I accept you as my son, and I will enter the world of Nirvana to inherit the mantle of my Ao family!"

"Thank you, master!" Xitian's eyes brightened.

Thirty-three continents. A valley of mystery.

"Go down the mountain, you have already obtained all the true meaning of my 'Thousand Illusion Valley'. I will be invincible again in Zi Zhou." A white-haired old man said comfortingly.

A white light flashed in the fantasy world ahead, a handsome young man with his hands behind his back, his face confident, his eyes shining like the most beautiful jewels in the world. The young Pianpian nodded, "Let's go, old man, wait until I bring you the trophy of the Yaoxing battle."

Several black lines appeared on the forehead of the white-haired old man: "There are no trophies in the battle of Yaoxing."

"Can't even afford a trophy?" The young Pianpian was startled, then waved his hand and said, "Whatever, wait until I get the prize back."

The white-haired old man couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Okay, okay."

He shook his head helplessly, but the white-haired old man looked at Pianpian's back with relief.

"Unexpectedly, my Thousand Illusion Valley has been silent for hundreds of years, and finally there is a real successor..."

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Blood Tower No. 30.

"Boom! Peng!" Two figures, a man and a woman, intertwined.

Lien Chan fought for two days and two nights without any rest. He practiced the sword one by one and practiced the sword one by one. Every swing of the knife brings the sound of explosion, and the power is scattered.

Even if he didn't use the titanium level body, the power of Lin Feng's sword was already quite terrifying.

And on the other side...

Fuxue's beautiful eyes flickered, and she entered a state of epiphany. The sharpness of the sword was not like a sparring match at all, and the moves were fierce and vigorous, as if fighting for life and death. But just like this, on the contrary, they can force out each other's potential and learn a lot.

One knife and one sword, fighting endlessly.

until

"Boom" the light was shaken, Lin Feng and Chuuxue separated, both suffered serious injuries, but their eyes were shining brightly. Holding the darkness in Lin Feng's hand, the Seven Limits were repeatedly recalled in his mind, one sword after another in the realm of Chuuxue swordsmanship, meeting and converging.

Sword and sword techniques slowly merged into one's own clear comprehension.

"Zheng!" The strong vibration of the knife declared strength and domineering, and the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curved slightly.

Finally, I realized.

"Thank you." Lin Feng looked at Chuuxue.

"It should be me who should say thank you." Fuxue rarely showed a smile.

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled brightly: "Your breakthrough inspired me a lot and made me clearly understand how to take the next road." I was not the only one who broke through; Chuuxue's swordsmanship realm also transformed from the peak of the twelfth realm , condensed into a sword heart.

Fubuki smiled and didn't say any more.

Turning around to leave, Fuxue said suddenly: "I will go to the Battle of Yaoxing, too."

"Really." Lin Feng said with a smile: "I hope to have the opportunity to formally fight and experience your sword heart."

"See you then." Chuuxue said.

Lin Feng hummed lightly.

Looking at the back of Chuuxue leaving, I have infinite expectations in my heart.

Star Wars!

…(to be continued.)

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