Wang Dong used his fingers as his pen, like a knife or a sword, and the book was carved on a huge stone. When his fingertips touched, the hard stone surface was gently melted, and the stone powder fell down.

His fingers were flying, and his writing was written quickly, Dugu Nine Swords Final Style, Breaking Sword Style, Breaking Sword Style... All the true sword techniques of one after another were engraved on a huge stone by him.

Boom!

In Wang Dong's mind, as if a thunder broke through, two clear lights suddenly appeared.

The clear light appeared, but there were two dazzling swords that emitted the divine light of the clarity!

A long sword flew like a dragon, and the exquisite sword force naturally sprinkled out, and the Dugu Nine Swords used was actually Dugu Swords.

This is the Dugu Nine Swords unique to Wang Dong. His attainments in this sword technique have long surpassed Linghu Chong and Feng Qingyang. Later, he fought with famous swordsmen such as Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng, Gong Jiu, etc., and his attainments in sword technique have reached a higher level!

At this moment, Wang Dong stood in front of the sword tomb, and felt something. Dugu Nine Swords were once again catalyzed and sublimated, and had reached an incredible state.

Even if Dugu Qiubai is resurrected, he will be amazed when he sees the Dugu Nine Swords cast by Wang Dong.

Final ceremony!

Breaking Sword Style!

Break knife style!

Breaking gun style!

Breaking whip style!

Broken cable style!

Breaking palm style!

Arrow breaking style!

Breaking style!

The nine-style circulates and flows in harmony and is unobstructed. Each sword stabbed out like an antelope hanging on its horns, with no trace to be found. Every sword light is also exquisite and incomparable.

The other sword light was also divided by Wang Dong's soul. Even when facing the extremely sublimated Dugu Nine Swords, it was still not inferior.

This sword light shows another different but equally amazing martial arts. Even with the fierce and fierce attack of Dugu Nine Swords, it is difficult to cross the line in the face of this sword light.

The nine Dugu styles were resolved and destroyed by this sword light!

Wang Dong's mind was in a state of great struggle between the two Yuanshen Dao Swords, and the energy was gushing between his fingers, and the faster it became.

In addition to the true sword technique, there is also the image of a sword dancer. With just a few strokes, the real shape of the drawing was engraved on a large stone, which was lifelike. Looking at it in a narrow eye, you can even feel the sharp sword energy that is about to burst out.

Finally, all the Heart Skills and even the graphics have been carved. On one side is the sword technique of Dugu Nine Swords, which is more than 3,000 words long. On the other side is the magic technique of cracking Dugu Nine Swords, and there is a detailed explanation of the true shape pattern.

Wang Dong laughed loudly and engraved it under the pattern: "Wang Dong broke through the Nine Swords of Dugu here, and there was no omission in all the changes. I am sorry that I could not see the sword demon Dugu Qiubai's style in person. I feel very sorry, I regret it!"

After engraving this row of small characters, Wang Dong remained excited, and pointed out like a sharp sword, and engraved it next to him: "I have learned martial arts for fourteen. In one day, the energy is felt and I have been refining qi continuously since then. I have been able to see the path for two years."

"I used a whip at first, then I learned a knife, and then used a sword. After years of practice, I gave up all of them! Finally, I reached the realm of picking leaves and flying flowers!"

"I started from the end of the world, traveled all over the world, fought against masters from all directions, and won the life and death between life and death. I was able to achieve success in martial arts and integrate various martial arts."

"After the age of twenty-five, I know that life is short and I cannot transcend. It will eventually be a vain. It is a reflection of the wonders of nature and the mystery of nature, and gradually see the way of heaven and man!"

The signature is: "In the 17th year of Jiading in Song Dynasty, Wang Dong's inscription!"

The last word fell, and Wang Dong turned around and strode towards the tomb in the center of the platform!

This tomb is still made of countless stones, which is the sword tomb.

Wang Dong rolled up his sleeves and lifted up the stones. He was too lazy to see Dugu Qiubai's sharp sword, soft sword, heavy sword, wooden sword, and swordless calligraphy. He reached out and grabbed it, and the objects were captured in the void!

The extremely heavy black and extremely heavy black iron sword flew out suddenly and was sucked into his palm.

Wang Dong's robe sleeves flipped again, and the waves of air that emerged out of thin air pulled many stones and restored them to a large tomb again.

Until then, Wang Dong stood on the cliff, roared and jumped into the void, and flew through the valley like a big bird.

A large eagle walked into the valley with a huge snake gall in his mouth, stalking with his head held high.

Suddenly, he could hear the sound of the wind breaking the wind in his clothes above. He raised his neck and saw Wang Dong flying out of the valley. He was startled at first, and the snake gall in his mouth couldn't help but fall, and then he screamed like anger, his huge wings flapping, rolling up countless pieces of sand and stone, and dust and smoke spread.

Xiangyang City.

Wang Dong carried the black iron heavy sword and walked leisurely on the long street, looking at the shops, wineries, and inns next to the road with great enthusiasm!

Xiangyang is an important city in the world and a place with developed trade. Its prosperity is not inferior to Lin'an. Most of the capitals, hawking vendors and travelers can be seen everywhere, and even martial arts people with swords and swords are not uncommon.

Wang Dong once asked Mu Nianci to settle down with his adoptive father and mother in Xiangyang. At that time, the idea was that if Xiangyang City was destroyed for decades, it would be at least decades of peace. By the day when the city was destroyed, Mu Nianci would still be alive, and would be considered to have lived for a lifetime!

It's quite naive to think about it now. Xiangyang is the place where four battles are fought. Even if the city is broken for decades, the wars are still continuous during this period, and it is definitely not a place for peaceful settlement.

I don’t know if Mu Nianci obeyed his opinions, and Wang Dong did not seek verification.

After all, he is just a passerby!

Just as he thought of this, Wang Dong discovered another "passerby".

It was a girl in white with an exquisite face, her eyes as bright as stars and moon, but her expression seemed a little tired and sad.

The girl in white looked a little confused and passed by Wang Dong, but she didn't even realize anything.

But she was surrounded by an eleven-year-old child!

The girl in white was Huang Rong. After turning a few long streets, she sent the child to a pretty grand mansion.

On the plaque above the mansion, there are two large gilded characters "Qin Mansion".

Huang Rong stepped forward, held the copper ring on the door, and knocked on the door.

This is obviously an official family. The one who came out first was the gatekeeper. After the child said a few words, the gatekeeper went in to report.

The child looked back at Huang Rong and said seriously: "Sister Rong, thank you for saving me and sending me back! I'm going in, otherwise...you too..."

He obviously wanted to invite Huang Rong as a guest.

Huang Rong shook her head.

It turned out that the **** ran away sadly, confused and unknown wherever he went, but he just met the child and his group in front of him at that time.

At that time, they were besieged by a group of bandits, and the child's parents all died at the hands of bandits in order to protect him.

Huang Rong didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but seeing that the child's mother held him firmly in her arms before she died, she was touched and remembered her mother Feng Heng!

Feng Heng died of dysfunction. Huang Rong said that she had never seen her mother for a day, but her respect for her mother was not reduced at all.

When she was moved by the scene, Huang Rong didn't care about being sad and rescued the child. When she learned that his grandfather was an official in Xiangyang, she thought that she didn't know where to go anyway, and didn't know what to do, so she sent him all the way to Xiangyang.

The child showed reluctance: "Sister Rong... goodbye! I will miss you!"

Huang Rong nodded slightly and turned around and left. (To be continued.)

ps: This is really a foreshadowing...
Chapter completed!