That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1225 is nothing more than drawing a sword
At this time, the sword 24 transformed by Zhu Xian was in a stalemate with the Chunjunfa sword. Facing the Xixuanfa sword, Xu Beiyou, who had no sword in his hand, did not dodge or dodge, but raised his left hand.

A majestic scene of surging winds and clouds appeared between the heaven and the earth, and the originally vast and high sky became a sword, a sword of heaven and earth.

Sword 36 may not always use a three-foot green front.It's like saying that this sword is using the sky and the earth as a sword, why do you need to have a sword in your hand?

Sword 34, Heavenly Sword.

Heavenly sword, the sky is the sword.

Xu Beiyou's left hand dropped suddenly, and the entire sky drooped accordingly.

The common people often say that the sky has fallen to describe some kind of great event, but today, the innocence has really fallen.Back then outside Jiangdu City, Bingchen had used this sword against Xu Beiyou. The reason why Jianzong Sword Immortal was praised as one sword can stop a million masters is because of this sword.Under one strike, tens of thousands of troops will have no bones left.Fortunately, it is above the Nine Heavens at this time, otherwise I don't know how many pavilions will suffer from indiscriminate disasters.

At this moment, Xixuan, who was about to cut him down, suddenly froze, unable to make any further progress.

It's like being stuck in a quagmire.

Weichen was not very surprised by this scene, but just sighed softly.

Then he subconsciously looked back at Yuchen, with an indescribable feeling in his heart. In the midst of life and death, somehow he remembered all kinds of things when he was young. After so many years, the teenagers and girls back then have become Today's old man, recalling it at this time, the two of them have gone through more than a hundred springs and autumns together without knowing it.

From the first meeting in Chuanfa Palace, to the acquaintance in Daozang Palace, to later traveling together in the world, and being punished together in the Department of Punishment after causing disaster.The bright moon of Yuheng Peak, the morning glow of Tianquan Peak, the Tianchi Lake of Dutian Peak, and the ten thousand hectares of bamboo forest of Tianshu Peak.

The high-spirited spirit of being the master of the peak, the peace of mind of being a Taoist couple, the heartfelt joy of being a father for the first time, and the despondency of losing the chance of ascension.

Everything flashed through his mind one by one like a flying horse.

Daoist Weichen has always considered himself a blessed person, not because he was once expected to ascend, nor because he once stood on the top of Xuandu, but because he has someone to accompany him on the long journey of life.

Although reincarnation is bitter, but if you live for a hundred years, your beauty grows white hair, and all your relatives go west, what joy is there?

Weichen swung his big sleeves violently, and Yuchen, who looked astonished, was blown away by his sleeves, and his figure flew across tens of thousands of miles, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xu Beiyou could have blocked it, but he didn't make a move. Instead, he took the initiative to dispel the sword intent of Jian 24, and sent Zhu Xian back to his hand.

Weichen didn't use the Chunjunfa sword to take advantage of the situation to pursue, but clasped his hands together, his sleeves fluttering.

Zichen, the old head teacher of Taoism, once praised Daoism in his left hand and Buddha in his right hand, as the No. 1 in the connection between Buddhism and Taoism for a hundred years.

I saw the mote turned into a statue of hundreds of feet, standing up to the sky.

There are Sanskrit music and fairy music, there are goddesses scattering flowers, and there are Arhats and King Kong.

Baizhang Faxiang slowly opened his eyes, his appearance was the same as that of Taoist Weichen, the treasure was solemn, and then slowly stretched out two huge golden palms, holding the Chunjun Fajian.

Mochen said with a voice like Hong Zhong: "When I fought Shangguan Xianchen back then, he once said that everything in the world is a matter of one sword, and today's affairs between you and me are also a matter of one sword."

Xu Beiyou, who was holding Zhu Xian, smiled indifferently: "Then I will also answer the real man with the words of my ancestors. You might as well give it a try."

Master Weichen didn't speak anymore, Baizhang Faxiang raised his hand and raised the Chunjunfa sword, and slashed it down on the head.

The momentum is as overwhelming as Mount Tai.

The clouds cleared and the mist dispersed, and the clouds in the sky were forced to disperse by this sword, like an immortal splitting the sea of ​​clouds in two, half of the sea of ​​rolling clouds receded to the left and half to the right, leaving a blank gully with a width of one hundred feet in the middle, which was the sword mark .

Zhu Xian in Xu Beiyou's hand left, it was still not earth-shattering, Zhu Xian was like a cloud, mixed in the sea of ​​scattered clouds, without a trace of whereabouts.

Sword 26, the sword of Yuwei, breaks the big with the small, and breaks the face with the point.

This sword passed through Chun Jun's sword without a moment's stagnation, and landed on Baizhang Faxiang's forehead and brow.

The sword was like a feather inserted between the eyebrows of Baizhang Faxiang, which looked extremely funny, but countless cracks extended from the point where the sword fell, and golden light burst out from the cracks.

At the same time, Chun Jun's sword also fell heavily, cutting on Xu Beiyou's body.

In front of the Baizhang blade of the Pure Junfa Sword, Xu Beiyou looked insignificant.

He still stretched out his hand, supporting the blade of the sword with his palm.

Xu Beiyou's figure sank suddenly, and all the clouds and mist under his feet dissipated instantly, revealing the increasingly clear Xiongcheng of Zhongdu.

Baizhang Faxiang, who was still standing majestically above the sea of ​​clouds, was trembling all over, and the cracks on his forehead and eyebrows continued to spread, spreading to his entire face in a blink of an eye.

Daoist Mochen remained expressionless, continuing to hold the sword in both hands.

The ray of light on Chun Junfa's sword was so strong that it was almost like a sun shining.

The scene just now seemed to be a reappearance of the scene of the past, Xu Beiyou today is exactly the same as Shangguan Xianchen back then.

Xu Beiyou had heard more than once the story of his master fighting against the three peak masters alone in the imperial capital. According to the sequence, he should use sword 27 to break away the golden body of Mochen.

It's just that Xu Beiyou felt that six years passed by in a hurry, Mochen was no longer what Mochen was back then, at least it shouldn't be standing still.

So instead of using sword 27, he directly changed it to sword 32, a sword to kill the dragon.

In his hand, a huge sword glow appeared out of thin air, and it extended rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was already more than ten miles long, traversing the sky.

Xu Beiyou waved his sleeves and crossed his arms, and his sword flashed across.

The round of shining sun formed by Chun Junfa's sword was directly cut off by this sword.

As expected, Weichen did not expect that Xu Beiyou would change his moves midway, because for the previous few strikes, Xu Beiyou followed the order of Shangguan Xianchen's strikes, but in this last strike, Xu Beiyou changed suddenly, which caught him off guard.

The Chunjunfa sword turned into dots of fireflies and returned to the sky.

Xu Beiyou laughed loudly and swept forward.

Motes are irresistible and inescapable.

Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of Zhu Xian's sword that had been pierced between the eyebrows of the golden figure.

Immediately, countless purple and blue sword qi shot out.

The cracks spread to the entire golden body in an instant, like a huge cobweb, covering it completely.

Mochen, who has not seen happiness or anger for a long time, finally opened his mouth and shouted angrily, like thunder resounding between heaven and earth. He tried his best to burn his few lifespan, and wanted to make love with Xu Beiyou. Fight to the death.

It's a pity that Xu Beiyou didn't give him this chance. He grabbed Zhu Xian, then stepped on the dharma figure, his figure soared into the sky, and at the same time lifted him up, pulling Zhu Xian out of the forehead of the golden dharma figure.

Just draw the sword.

Buddhists say instant, Jianzong said instant youth.

In the next moment, the Baizhang golden body disintegrated inch by inch, turning into a river of golden sand.

(End of this chapter)