Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 262 Sword God Yang Dingxin

The third sword!
The three swords of heaven, earth and man are the swords of Jianzong's unique knowledge, and they can be described as the sword sect's gate-keeping skills!
Belonging to Jianzong's supreme skill, this is the sword technique sent by the master after Li Jianbai stepped into the Xiantian in the true sense from Xiuwen Pavilion.

The sword technique is left by Li Chunfeng.

At the beginning, Li Jianbai fell into a demon in the ancient city of Xuanyang, and Li Chunfeng suppressed it with his sword.

He brought the boy back to Chang'an, brought him into the back mountain of the academy, and told his master about it.

But the situation in Shenzhou was unstable, so Li Chunfeng immediately turned to help his friend Yuan Daogang.

Li Jianbai stayed in the academy, and the master taught him carefully, so that the boy returned to his original heart.

Afterwards, Li Jianbai returned to the Great Inner Palace, and became the new king and emperor through the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven by accident.

Then with the help of Tang Guo Yuxi, he stepped into the Xiantian realm in Xiuwen Pavilion, which is also Li Jianbai's true entry into the Xiantian realm.

Back then in the ancient city of Xuanyang, it was false to absorb more than a dozen demonized puppets in the secret room of the dungeon and become innate in an extreme way.

After Xiuwen Pavilion entered the innate realm, the master sent the swordsmanship, before Li Jianbai's personal conquest.

This set of swordsmanship, the Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man, belongs to swordsmanship, not supernatural powers.

Strictly speaking, it belongs to the sword of the world.

But Heaven, Earth and Man contain the Dao of Heaven and Earth, the laws of humanity, and evolve with swords. This is the threshold for becoming a sword cultivator.

Only when the Eighteen Swordsmanship has reached the realm of Dacheng, can one have the conditions to practice the Three Swords of Heaven, Earth and Man.

At the beginning, Li Jianbai was also very lucky. He was able to obtain the eighteen basic sword techniques written by Yang Dingxin himself.

Human sword!
The sword of the earth!
At this time, the third sword.

One sword comes from nine seclusions, the move of purgatory, from Li Jianbai's sword, one can feel the faint atmosphere of the earth, thick and mysterious.

The two swordsmen who watched the battle, looked at the young sword demon, and felt sad and desolate in their hearts, the way of the sword is lacking.

The first force of the divine religion, Zai Ding's face was pale, because the sword of hell blocked all his paths, and he had to take it hard.

Because, Li Jianbai's eyes were fixed on the tripod!
Correct!
Keep your eyes on the tripod!

Correct!
Just stay!

To stare at is to stare at the carrying tripod!

As for the fixation, it was Li Jianbai who relied on his own eyes to firmly fix the tripod, making it impossible for him to move a little bit.

Carrying a tripod is considered to be born with supernatural power, even if it is infinitely powerful, even if it lifts a hammer to smash the sky, but it cannot move an inch.

Because he didn't know why, Zading felt that his soul was out of control, and his body was numb.

It seems that he is a student who has made a mistake, and he is being punished by the head teacher.

Li Jianbai's left eye possesses such supreme magical power, which makes it impossible for Zading to resist.

Can't move, so can't dodge, can only fight hard.

"The third sword, let's end it." Li Jianbai shouted, with absolute confidence in his third sword.

The tripod's face was pale, his legs could not move, but his hands still instinctively raised the broken hammer to block in front of him.

He whispered in his heart: As long as he takes the third sword, he will be able to bear it.

I don't know why, but at this moment, Chuan Ding no longer felt ashamed, and dared not show any slightest contempt.

Because this kid's three swords are too powerful.

I also couldn't understand it in my heart. Even if I was seriously injured in the battle against Li Chunfeng, it would not be such a crushing defeat.

Before Zading could think about it carefully, the third sword had already arrived.

The Sword of Hell!

There is no door in the region, and one sword goes to the west!
The tripod-carrying heavy hammer was completely shattered, and the heavy hammer was only damaged by Li Chunfeng's three swords just now, and now it is directly shattered.

This heavy hammer is the most beloved thing for carrying the tripod. I lifted this hammer when I was 13 years old. At that time, I was born with supernatural power and was valued by the master of the god religion.

Then he was brought into the divine religion to practice, and became the most powerful king of the divine religion, and the most powerful person in the secular world.

Now, the heavy hammer shattered, as if his life had come to an end, and he couldn't help sighing for a moment.

Although carrying the tripod is a reckless man and a rough man, but watching the accompanying hammer shatter, he can't help but feel sore and uncomfortable.

Although 13 years old is already a teenager, it can be considered as a child when he was a child, because he has great strength, but his mental development is too late.

13 years old is just equivalent to seven or eight years old of ordinary people.

When carrying the tripod and raised the heavy hammer, it killed a scalper with one blow.

A heavy hammer, a scalpel, just like that, carrying the tripod changed his life, was brought into the divine religion, and became the number one force today.

The third sword.

The hands that carried the hammer and held the hammer were covered with blood, because the force of the shock was too great, and because the tripod did not want to give up the hammer to meet the third sword, even if the hammer shattered and exploded, the tripod never thought of letting go give up.

He is a reckless man, he is a rough man, his intelligence is slightly lower than ordinary people, so he would rather die than give up.

His hands were covered with blood, and his mouth was bloody.

Bleeding again.

"You lost." Li Jianbai withdrew his sword, and his face was a little pale. Obviously, this kind of battle hurts the foundation of martial arts, and it hurts the essence of the body even more.

Carrying the tripod with the handle of the heavy hammer in his hand, he nodded. There was only one handle left, and no heavy hammer.

"Back, make way." Li Jianbai said coldly, because the senior didn't want to hurt him just now, but now that he is carrying the tripod like this, as a winner, Li Jianbai also wants to hurt him more.

Although the two are their own masters and are against each other, they are already a winner, and Li Jianbai still maintains his final demeanor.

"Puff." Taking a step back, the blood splashed out from the mouth of the tripod and sprayed all over the ground.

Li Jianbai didn't care too much anymore, I'm afraid this tripod carrier has basically been abolished.

And the end of this battle means the beginning of a new one.

The new battle is naturally the battle of swordsmen.

Yang Dingxin, the contemporary sword god of Jianzong!

Li Chunfeng, the legendary swordsman of the Tang Dynasty!
The two are brothers!

The two are enemies of the country and the family.

The national enmity is naturally the former Sui Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty.

Both of them are princes, but one is the prince of the former Sui Dynasty, and the other is the prince of Tang Dynasty!
Home hate it?
Naturally, it was the previous hatred between Li Chunfeng and Yang Susu.

A woman repairs a knife not to protect you, but to kill you, nothing else.

"Seniors, the younger generation will go first. I hope that I will have the opportunity and qualification to watch the battle of swordsmen between you two next time."

Li Jianbai left after finishing speaking. Originally, senior Li Chunfeng should also be with Li Jianbai, but unfortunately, the tripod carrier was abolished, and Yang Dingxin came.

It meant that Li Chunfeng was held back by Yang Dingxin again.

Li Jianbai alone is the only way forward.

"Brother, please."

"Junior brother, come."

The two exchanged sword salutes, solemn, solemn, cold, murderous, and sword intent... for a moment, the audience was filled.

And carrying the tripod was also crazy, shaking the "hammer" with only a handle left in an extremely decadent manner.

Return to the place where the fallen leaves return to their roots.

(End of this chapter)