Sword cultivators all have a sword heart, but there are only ones who can be clear. Even if the sword heart is clear, it doesn’t mean that they are the sword immortal, but they are just the closest to the sword immortal.

Although those who are not clear about the sword will have the opportunity to enter the realm of the Sword Immortal, it requires a great opportunity, and neither path is so easy to walk.

A sharp sword light shone somewhere in the peaks, alarming the clouds and mists of Jianshan, dancing wildly.

Looking at the scene, Li Mengzhou said with a narrow eyebrows: "Su Bieli is really the first person in the younger generation in the world. He dares to draw his sword from the sword immortal, and his sword intent is as bright as a rainbow."

Xiao Zhinan said calmly: "It is also a great opportunity to be taught by the Sword Immortal, but Su Bieli snatched the first one."

Obviously, Xiao Zhinan also has this kind of thought.

He knew Xiao Zhinan well, and Li Mengzhou was not surprised by this, but said curiously: "How many swords can he withstand the Sword Immortal?"

Xiao Zhinan said: "If you draw the sword seriously, you will naturally not be able to stop it. However, when the sword immortal intentionally gave him the opportunity, with Su Bieli's ability, he should be able to withstand the three swords."

Li Mengzhou said: "I think he can resist the three swords."

Xiao Zhinan turned around and continued climbing the mountain, saying, "I want to break the realm here."

Shangguan Qiongyu held the natal sword of Langhuan Sword Immortal in his hand, while Xiao Zhinan had no intention of taking the sword. It was enough for her to have a sole flower, but she just wanted to get closer to the natal sword sword at the top of the sword mountain, so as to realize the powerful sword intent and achieve a qualitative leap.

Li Mengzhou looked at the clouds on the top of the peak and said, "In addition to the natal swords left by many fourth-level sword cultivators and fifth-level sword cultivators, there are only two natal swords left for the Golden Age Sword Immortal."

Many of the thirty-three sword immortals in the golden age were lost in the mountains and rivers of the world. At this moment, the only two sword immortal swords left on the top of the sword mountain peak were emitting extremely gorgeous colors. Li Mengzhou followed Xiao Zhinan into the clouds and mist. Seeing Xiao Zhinan sitting cross-legged on the top of the peak and entering the visual state, he was looking around the two swords.

I thought that even if I wanted to take the sword, I should have taken away the natal sword belonging to Lishan Sword Immortal in Ligong Sword Courtyard. This would be considered to be the inheritance of Lishan, and it should be what my teacher Xue Wangyou hopes to see.

Although the two swords were close to each other and were within reach, Li Mengzhou did not touch them after all. He sat cross-legged like Xiao Zhinan.

In the visual state, he could clearly feel the sword intent around him. The sword intents had various emotions, and he quickly immersed in those emotions, as if he had experienced one period after another.

With the sword cultivation, he has a great sword running thousands of miles, killing the lake and sea to stir up trouble.

With the sword, the love is broken and the sword is abandoned, and the love is stained like blood.

There is a sword cultivating the mountains and rivers, and he is arrogant and arrogant.

......

Snow Mountains in Yan Country.

Two figures were walking in the vast snow and mist.

"Can't move forward any further."

Hearing this, Ning Haoran stopped slowly and turned to look at him, "Are you scared?"

The middle-aged man, who was dressed casually and had simple hair tied, pointed to the highest mountain in the snow fog ahead and said, "There is nothing in the world that can make me afraid. You should be very clear about this, but you should be more clear that it is the Tao Palace. With our strength, we can directly step into the Tao Palace realm, and it is just for nothing to die. That is definitely not my plan."

Ning Haoran frowned and said, "It is the easiest way to walk over directly."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "But I won't fight a war that I'm not sure about. Our first goal is not the Tao Palace. It's best to avoid nature."

Ning Haoran asked, "Then why do you still appear here?"

The middle-aged man looked at him and said, "Because I think the time has come, but we still have to wait patiently for a while."

Ning Haoran said coldly: "I don't want to wait any longer."

The middle-aged man hugged his arms and said with a smile: "I didn't realize that you like to speak out so much. If you say that you have sympathy for the father and daughter, but only one is the only one. You have already arrived at the snow mountain but never took action, it is enough to prove that you don't want to fight directly with the Taoist Palace. You have two goals. No matter what, you can't die easily. This is also the reason why you are willing to cooperate with me."

Ning Haoran looked unhappy and said, "What are your plans?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Your senior brother has arrived in Yan State, and the Guanzhu and the dean are also in Yan State. Situ Chaoyuan has no intention of paying attention to us, but Ouyang Shengxue will definitely come to the Taoist Palace as soon as possible. When he has a conflict with the people in the Taoist Palace, it is time for us to act."

He looked at Ning Haoran with a calm expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Fourth has restrained his consciousness from Shanwai. He should not start to miss those people in Ligong Jianyuan again, right?"

Ning Haoran said coldly: "They are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me, but Xue Wangyou's death... After all, he raised me and I'll help him get revenge, which is just by the way."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It is naturally a good thing for Mr. Fourth to value love and friendship, but for our plan, some people should be given up appropriately. I believe Mr. Fourth understands this truth very much. If you can join forces with Mr. Fourth, of course I will believe you."

Ning Haoran frowned and looked at him, and said in a deep voice: "Qin Chengyi, you understand the reason why I joined forces with you. I want to kill you. It is actually very easy. You'd better be able to do it."

Qin Chengyi narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed, "Ouyang Shengxue is here."

......

The highest mountain in the snow-capped mountains is where Chaowu City is located, and a group of temple monks are all in the small hall under Chaowu City, and they are gathering.

In the prison halfway up the mountain, Han Yi was quietly lying on the wet haystack. He was covered in blood and had a pale complexion. He stared at the stone wall like a dead person, and there was no color in his eyes.

Prince Xueye looked at him outside the prison gate, looked at Situ Chaoyuan who was wiping his hands with a gauze scarf, and said softly: "It seems that the "Silks of Silkworm Destruction" is really on Li Mengzhou. Li Mengzhou and Yu Bumei must be making sufficient preparations. When they appear in the snow mountain, they will definitely become stronger than before. Yu Bumei's traces are still not found, but Li Mengzhou is in the Western Jin Jiange, will he increase troops to the Western Jin Dynasty and fight directly?"

Situ Chaoyuan said calmly: "Wang Chengyue is still in Jiange. If I fight there, I will lose a lot. If I use the power of the etheric thought to destroy Han Yi's will, the answer I get will naturally not be false. As long as you can confirm that the original book of "Silks of Silkworm Destruction" is not on him, then as long as Han Yi is still here, Li Mengzhou and Yu Bumei will eventually appear. No matter how strong they become, they will be like ants in front of me."

He looked at Xue Ye and continued, "But if you want to force Li Mengzhou and the others to come to Xueshan faster, you have to use Han Yi again."

He then turned around and left, and said, "Ouyang Shengxue has also arrived at the Snow Mountain. You go and take him down. In this way, Li Mengzhou will be more anxious to come to the Snow Mountain, and we can get the "Silkstone Destroy Scroll" earlier."

Xue Ye bowed and said, "As for the teacher's order."

He looked back at Han Yi and said with a smile: "If I had said it earlier, I would not have to suffer such torture. What you are protecting is actually vulnerable."

Han Yi, who was lying on the wet haystack, finally had some movement. He was very weak but still strongly heard his voice, "You should have used this method long ago because you are lucky. You are lucky enough to think that there might be "Silkworm Destroy Scroll" on me, and you are lucky enough to think that Uncle Yu and Li Mengzhou will come here as soon as possible, but they are not idiots."

"They know very well that you will not kill me easily before you get the "Silksaw Scroll". The longer they delay, the more anxious you will be. I think even Situ Chaoyuan, who used such a large amount of too mysterious power just now, could not bear it. He was no longer in his peak period."

Xue Ye's face was a little gloomy.

He said nothing and turned away.

Han Yi struggled to sit up, leaned against the stone wall, and breathed gently.

He has a steady stream of thought power and can resist Taixuan's thought power in a long and steady stream. Situ Chaoyuan cannot kill him directly, resulting in a large amount of Taixuan's thought power. Although Han Yi still couldn't hold on in the end, it did not mean that he lost.

He never took his life seriously. For the sake of the entire Buer Cave, he also believed that even if his uncle knew very well that he would suffer all the torture in the Taoist Palace, he would endure it and not appear. This battle has actually just begun now.

He raised his eyes and looked at the snowflakes floating in from outside, his mouth covered in blood grinning gently.

......

Most of the temple monks in the snow mountain have been sent out, and less than a hundred people left behind, and thirty temple monks blocked Ouyang Shengxue's way.

These temple monks are all at the lowest level of the fourth level, but they are all comparable to those of the best level. Some commander-level temple monks also poked out from the snow fog, but they have not broken into the fifth level, so Ouyang Shengxue will not take them seriously.

"Mr., are you safe?"

Xue Ye was wearing a white robe, standing in the white snow, holding the snow-white bone sword in his hand. Although it was pure white, it was not necessarily flawless.

Ouyang Shengxue looked calm and raised his sword to point at Xueye, "I'll kill you."

Xue Ye smiled and said, "Although Mr. Da killed very happily in the northern battlefield, he dared to come to the snow mountain alone. It is indeed a different view of me. Even if there is a word snow in your name, just like a mountain that cannot accommodate two tigers, you are destined to die in the snow mountain. We had cooperated very well before, and I also regard Mr. Da as a friend. If I really want to kill you, I am still a little reluctant to leave."

Ouyang Shengxue came with a breath. He didn't want to pull anything useless with Prince Xueye. The Dust Sword directly shook out, and the sharp sword light cut through the snow mist, like the sun, rolling wind and snow, and slashing straight towards Prince Xueye.

After Xue Ye waved his hand to let the temple monks retreat, he frowned and stared at Ouyang Shengxue's sword, and said with surprise: "If you really don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns. This sword in the mountains and rivers is so much stronger than you before."

Although he was surprised that Ouyang Shengxue became stronger, Xueye was still calm. He waved his arm to pull the sword, and crackled and burst through the snow mist. The snow-white bone sword seemed to be invisible in the snow mist, and unexpectedly penetrated Ouyang Shengxue's sword intent and directly bombarded Ouyang Shengxue's body.

But at that moment, Ouyang Shengxue's sword intent suddenly increased by several points, which actually shattered Xue Ye's sword energy. He stomped his feet, and his figure was like an arrow from the string, tearing the snow mist. He took a step forward, and the Dust Sword trembled and hit Prince Xue Ye's face!

The bone sword pierced out from the ground and blocked the Broken Duchen Sword. While Xue Ye also looked at Ouyang Shengxue in front of him and said in a deep voice: "It turns out that you have something to rely on, but it's a pity that you are not a sword immortal."

He pointed at Ouyang Shengxue's eyebrows, and his strong thoughts poured down instantly. With a thump, Ouyang Shengxue's knees softened and she knelt heavily in the snow.

Looking down at Ouyang Shengxue, Prince Xueye sneered and said, "This is the Snow Mountain of Yan Kingdom, which is under my territory, under Taixuan. No matter what kind of support you have, you can only kneel at my feet obediently."

He gently patted Ouyang Shengxue's red face, turned to look at the temple monks, and said, "Put him down to prison and lock him up with Han Yi."

The temple monks had to go forward, and Xueye turned around and wanted to leave.

But a powerful sword intent suddenly burst out.

He suddenly turned around and saw Ouyang Shengxue holding a small wooden sword in his hand, resisting Taixuan's oppression, and slowly stood up. The small wooden sword swung forward, and a hurricane was blowing. Xue Ye's spirit was shocked and his face turned pale in an instant, "Wang Chengyue's sword?!"
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