I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 109 Qingyun Sword Immortal, Li Chunyun
Cut through the previous life with one knife, and turn the sky into a demon with one hand.

Yang Gang finally defeated himself.

From this life to the previous life, the legend belonging to the sword demon is continued in the present world.

The 'Knife Demon' evolved from Qingyun Road and the blood-drinking demon knife in his hand immediately turned into wisps of blue light and dissipated.The name of the sword demon Yang Ling was assigned to the second step of the Qingyun Road.

A blue light appeared and fell into Yang Gang's hands.

Turn into a ray of innate Qingyun Qi.

however.

Everyone looked at him, but they were worried.

At this time, Yang Gang's breath was extremely weak, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Jiang Jiang stopped in his tracks immediately, standing in front of Qingyun Road, he did not dare to step forward, for fear that the strong wind brought by his approach would blow Yang Gang's precarious figure to the ground.

And this time.

It seems that Yang Gang, who is at the last moment of his life, is laughing.

Smile very brightly.

"This... is he crazy?"

"How do I feel that he is really happy?"

"Sigh... Seeing that a mythical genius, in order to defeat his previous life, has to fall on Qingyun Road, I feel very sorry!"

"It's not just a pity, it's really heartbreaking!"

"Everyone, I just want to know who he was in his previous life? Why is he so powerful... What kind of knife is that bloody long knife?"

Everyone was discussing and sighing in their hearts.

Anyone present could see that Yang Gang was on his last breath.

A gust of wind blows, and he may be about to fall.

Only everyone in the Yang family...

"Everyone, do you feel that the light of this knife is very similar to that ray of light that suddenly appeared in the world that night when the Jiang family's little demon crossed the catastrophe!"

"Huh~~ It seems to be! That night, it flew from outside the sky and took the initiative to shatter the light of the Supreme Heavenly Sword's revenge."

"So, the deep enmity between the Spearman of the Northland and the Heavenly Sword...is all because of this 'Sword Demon'? Their past lives...are they all related?"

"No wonder, no wonder! Do you still remember that the Taoist priest said before that the Jiang family's little evil god was able to overcome the barrier of knowledge and perception in the third most perfect way, all because of that gun..."

"With that one person."

"That person is Yang Gang, so...his previous life must have a great relationship with the Northern Spear Demon and Heavenly Sword Song Youque!"

"This is a mythical genius who disappeared in the history thousands of years ago!"

A little bit of guesswork and analysis.

Everyone felt that they were getting closer to the truth, and felt more and more regretful.

"I, I know... I know who he is!"

On Qingyun Mountain in Duke Ning's Mansion, a hand tremblingly raised up.

Fourth Young Master Ning, who looked like a scholar, was holding a tattered ancient book.

Turning over one of the pages, read: [Sifang City was established in the third year, Sifang killed and robbed.The adoptive father was still a child in the city at that time. 】

【He saw with his own eyes that young hero with a golden knife, resisting the Beihan robbery monument, protecting one person with a single knife.On the Sifang City, he slashed the Heavenly Sword four times in a row, and the sword was broken to death. 】

[From then on, the rivers and lakes in the north are full of legends of sword demons. 】

[However, 30 years have passed, and there are no more legends about sword demons in the world.The adoptive father searched for 30 years, and finally fell on the road of chasing the sword demon.I grew up listening to the stories of the sword demon, and I also embarked on the road to find the sword demon...]

Fourth Young Master Ning paused with his fingers, and continued to open the incomplete ancient book.

This time, many pages have been turned.

His fingers slid across the lines of handwriting mottled with time, and read:

[In the 33rd year of Sifang City, Master brought me back to this place again. 】

【Master often said: Develop unique skills, invite heavenly swords, the heart of the sword is like a dream, and gods and demons cry blood.I don’t understand, don’t say I don’t understand, the teacher’s wife can’t understand either, until later...]

[The Gate of the Nine Serenity invades the Northland, and the evil calamity is approaching. 】

[One knife burns the sky, one knife mountains and seas, one knife soul, one knife sits and forgets, one knife... dragon elephant. 】

[Master, in order to save me and avenge his mother, resisted the Gate of the Nine Nethers, sealed the devil in his body, burned everything, turned the dragon into a devil with one knife, and slashed the sky knife. 】

[I finally... understood.But everything is over, it's all over...]

【Heavenly Knife is dead, and Master is also dead...it's all my fault, it's all my fault...Master, Wugui is sorry for you! 】

[But why, Song Youque was revived again with the Supreme Heavenly Sword...]

The sound stopped abruptly.

Fourth Young Master Ning turned to the next page.

The ancient books have been completely tattered, and the handwriting cannot be read clearly.

But just these few words have already brought enough shock to the world.

The sword demon...is such a person!

He used the Heavenly Saber Song Youque as his enemy in his whole life, and his life was like a flash in the pan. He took two shots and defeated all the enemies in the world.

This spirit, this strength of character...

No wonder the Northern Spearman's only attack was to destroy the Giant God Clan.

The love of my life died in the hands of the sky knife for myself.

Can she not go crazy?

Unfortunately, history only records the final result.

The family of giant gods who were wiped out by the Northern Spear Demon left behind a legend.However, the name of Sword Demon has been hidden in the long history of thousands of years.Perhaps, now only in the remote Northland, there are still one or two legends about him.

One after another looked at Yang Gang with infinite regret.

Last time, he was so decisive.Unexpectedly, this life is actually like this...

Why bother?
perhaps.

Only such a person and such a character can defeat the Heavenly Sword again and again and achieve that unprecedented achievement!

"Heh~ heh~~~"

At this moment, Yang Gang was still laughing.

Laughing heartily, laughing very... proudly.

Jiang Jiang's frightened and helpless expression changed, and a gleam of joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

I saw the aura on Yang Gang's body suddenly began to rise at the moment when it was weakened to the extreme.

Just like a dead tree in spring, it turns from decline to prosperity.

The golden body of the Demon God of Hundred Tribulations, which was weakened to the extreme, suddenly emerged from the depths of the dried up flesh and blood.

The new energy has sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, with a sense of prosperity and prosperity, and it also resembles the firm and decisive belief that he threw into the blood-drinking magic knife before.

This strange force seems to have been endowed with a will, giving birth to a "spirituality".

in a blink.

Yang Gang's aura picked up little by little, and he returned to the peak, and even went one step further.

All the immortals in the sky were surprised.

At this time, Yang Gang, who was still in the Realm Realm, gave them the feeling... Although there is a gap compared to the Fairyland, it is not far away.

His use of power has broken into another level and embarked on a strange path.

It is completely meaningless to measure him by the realm of true strength and primordial spirit.

"comfortable!"

Yang Gang spread his arms, as if bathing in the pool of mother energy of all things.

As early as when he cut out that peerless knife, he knew that he had succeeded.

this battle.

He outdid himself.

And only by surpassing himself in the previous life, can he in this life be sublimated to the extreme and continue to climb the peaks one after another.

On the road to Qingyun.

The third cloud step suddenly bloomed, casting a name.

It turned into a refined figure in mid-air.

The visitor was dressed in a green robe and carried a long sword on his back.

Holding a wine jug in his left hand, he raised his head and took a sip comfortably, tsk-tsk.

"Good wine!"

"It's really good wine!"

"With a jug of wine among the flowers, there will be three people facing each other."

"My Dao of the Sword friend, with an opponent like you, my Dao is not alone!"

Hearing this voice, everyone felt a sense of loneliness in their hearts.

Immediately stared in astonishment at the green-robed sword fairy with extraordinary temperament.

This mythical arrogance who came down from the Qingyun rank actually has his own spiritual wisdom?

Who is he?
Doubts just arose in my heart.

Then he saw a line of ancient and modern names appearing behind the green robed man - Qingyun Sword Immortal, Li Chunyun.

"It's actually him!"

An exclamation sounded in the crowd.

One after another, and then into one piece.

Three thousand seven hundred years ago.

Qingyun Sword Immortal Li Chunyun, in the body of a servant, wanted to compete with the gods, one person and one sword, smashed through Qingyun and struggled to cross, and finally shocked Qingyun's road to appear.

His legend has been circulated in the nine heavens and ten places for thousands of years.

This Qingyun sword fairy Li Chunyun, like Yang Gang, is a mythical arrogance with the ambition of Qingyun.

A young man who has left countless myths and legends in the world.

Now, he has already stepped into the fairyland, wandering the world casually all his life.

With poetry and wine as companions, dance with morning dew.

This is... a mythical genius living in this world!
No wonder.

No wonder he has spiritual intelligence.

As soon as Qingyun Step moved, the main body of Qingyun Sword Immortal, which was hundreds of millions of miles away, might have sensed it in his heart, and cast a ray of divine thought from afar.

so……

"Yang Gang's last battle, is he going to fight against the mythical Tianjiao who stepped into the fairyland 3000 years ago?" Someone asked with difficulty.

"If that's the case... the road to Qingyun is too difficult!"

"Everyone, I just want to know what state Qingyun Sword Immortal was in when he crossed the road of Qingyun?"

"It seems... also in the real world?"

"That's good, that's good."

"What's the matter? Do you think the realm is an insurmountable gap in the eyes of people like them?"

"Uh……"

There is only one level left on the road to Qingyun.

If Yang Gang can defeat Qingyun Sword Immortal Li Chunyun, he will be famous in history and become a mythical arrogance that future generations look up to.

At this moment.

The mentality of almost everyone present has changed. They all hope that he can win, and they hope to witness such a newly promoted mythical talent, soaring to the sky, composing a period of myths and legends.

But... how to fight this?

"Sword Immortal Qingyun..." Yang Gang silently raised his saber.

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife trembled with excitement, surging with fighting spirit.

What about Qingyun Sword Immortal?
Having come here and defeated their past selves, there is nothing in this world that can hold them back!
Following Yang Gang raised the knife.

Qingyun Sword Immortal Li Chunyun on the opposite side also moved.

He pointed at Yang Gang with a flagon in one hand and a sword finger in the other.

The cloud is calm and the wind is light, and there is no trace of waves.

Everyone's face changed, this road to Qingyun did not give Yang Gang a chance to breathe.

He hasn't fully recovered yet!

In the face of this calm and breezy finger.

Yang Gang's expression suddenly became solemn.

Opening his mouth, he directly swallowed two streams of innate green energy, transporting the energy and blood, the real energy gushed out like a torrent of river water, and the exhausted strength immediately began to make up.

However, those two innate Qingyun Qi have not been completely digested, they are still circulating in his body, exuding inexplicable Dao rhymes.

Facing Qingyun Sword Immortal's sword.

Yang Gang slashed out fiercely, extremely domineering.

This time, he also didn't use any knife skills, let alone any tricks.

Just using a long knife against a sharp sword, everything is back to basics, to experience Li Chunyun's fairyland swordsmanship that is calm and breezy.

　There are still 1000 characters left, but I am afraid that you will say that I am out of chapter, so I will send 3000 first, hehe~~~ I am not short!

　　
　
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