Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 423: Cutting the Trouble with a Quick Sword ([-] in [-])
"For the sake of the safety of the Six Realms, today I will act on behalf of Heaven, capture you, and take you into the Demon Locking Tower!"

Young people, angry.

I don’t know how Shushan was able to brainwash Jingtian. After this guy said a word, he made a sword hand and turned into a stream of light and slashed towards Meng Fan.

"Walking for heaven? God of the gods."

Meng Fan was not in a hurry, and when he saw the light of the sword was about to hit his neck, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, put two fingers together to point to the sword, and faced the magic sword.

clang!
Jin Ming sounded.

The strong wind was raging in the underground palace, and the blazing demonic flames behind him were beating wildly, like some wild beast that was choosing people to eat.

This world is famous for its swords, and Shushan is a sect that specializes in swordsmanship. Therefore, Jingtian, who is half a disciple of Shushan, has extremely exquisite sword moves.

clang!clang!clang!
Evenly matched?

Facing the silent and motionless Meng Fan, Jingtian naturally couldn't have such ridiculous thoughts. After all, the other man just condensed his fingers into a sword, and he didn't accomplish the full feat at all.

"He is indeed the reincarnation of a heavenly being."

After briefly testing Jingtian's strength, Meng Fan made a casual comment, and then gently waved his sleeves like dust.

I saw Haoran's immortal power pouring out in the most ordinary, even superficial way, like ocean waves, stretching endlessly, scattering the magic sword and the sky-wide sword light derived from it.

Bang!
The blade trembled.

fall to the ground.

The gap was too big, just like an adult hitting a three-year-old child. Jingtian's face paled slightly, and he barely managed to stabilize his flying figure, but he was still not discouraged. He raised his hand and waved the magic sword again.

Without any hesitation, he spun his body and rose into the air, wielding the sword with his body and becoming one with the sword.

Heavenly Sword!

This move can control the natural power of heaven and earth, form a sword realm between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, and become one with heaven and earth. It is rumored to be unpredictable.

Among the Nine Great Sword Techniques of Shushan, it is the eighth style, second only to the Sword God of Thousands of Swords Flying Together.

When Meng Fan saw this, he didn't make any excuses. He summoned the Zhaodan Divine Sword, which had completely surrendered, and used a similar method to condense a hundred feet of sword light to face the demonic sword.

From the meeting to the confrontation, no time was wasted, which shows the seriousness of Jingtian's brainwashing.

As the two sword lights collided, the ripples spread in all directions, and the magic flame that shot straight into the sky was instantly suppressed, and the sword refining furnace was completely silent.

The sound echoed throughout the world.

There was still no suspense. Jingtian thought that the Heavenly Sword Technique would work, but the situation was completely opposite. He had no time to react and felt an unstoppable force coming through his body.

With a muffled groan, the magic power gathered on the magic sword collapsed, and Jingtian, who had a splitting headache, flew out and crashed into some ruins. Blood gushed out like a fountain.

With the help of Shushan's methods, it is nothing more than defeating the suppressed Chonglou. It would be strange if he could defeat Meng Fan. After all, he is not bound by the seal of the human world and can use his full strength.

"Bean sprouts!"

At this time, a woman in red rushed over and hugged the limp and seriously injured Jingtian. At the same time, she hurriedly took out several talismans from her arms and threw them towards Meng Fan.

The wind!

Samadhi is really hot!

The red flame dragon appeared in front of Meng Fan, and at the same time the hurricane roared, and the fire took advantage of the wind to sweep in.

"..."

When the poisonous incident came to an end, Jingtian saw that he had a lot of talismans, so he shamelessly asked for a lot of them, and now he uses them all against himself.

Good deeds are rewarded with evil consequences?

When he was speechless, Meng Fan raised his hand and pressed it softly, extinguishing all the raging fire.

During this period, Xu Changqing and Zixuan appeared.

The protagonists team up to fight against the villain?

Xu Changqing, who had cut off their relationship after the death of the five elders in Shushan and took over as head of the family for only two months, still seemed unable to forget Nuwa's descendants, or perhaps Zixuan was still willing to pay for them.

The former stood in front of Jingtian, and after protecting him, he stared at Meng Fan with an extremely cold gaze, as if he were looking at the enemy who killed his father.

baffling!

I don’t know whether the old man Qingwei deliberately misled him before he passed away, or whether the Celestial Gods, the Emperor Fuxi, said something. He felt that he had not offended them, but instead avoided many tragedies. Meng Fan directly became a great villain.

Even though he had foreseen it, he still couldn't help feeling a little impatient after seeing and experiencing it with his own eyes.

"Forget it, let's convince him first and then talk."

While he was whispering in his heart, there was no need for Meng Fan to take the lead and come prepared. Xu Changqing, who was in charge of the Fuxi Sword, directly used the Shushan Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

In an instant, thousands of swords fell like rain.

"Ancient Artifacts Chronicles": Fuxi Sword, one of the Three Emperors, was left by the Emperor of Heaven for Shu Mountain. It symbolizes the divine power of immortality. With this sword, it can move the heaven and earth and shake the six realms.

Now, a handful of magic swords with simple shapes, like ancient bronzes, have appeared. Not only are they full of mysterious lines, they are also stained with part of the original aura, exuding a strong power.

"I fell behind."

Meng Fan, who had temporarily resisted the Ten Thousand Sword Jue with his physical body but was unscathed, commented calmly. He raised his hand and pressed it lightly. A corner of Emperor Fengdu's dharma body was revealed, and a palm comparable to a mountain fell.

Xu Changqing lay down completely, spitting blood even more exaggeratedly than Brother Jing's.

The reason why he commented like this is because Meng Fan knew that no matter which sect of sword immortal inheritance he belonged to, he must focus on controlling the sword with his mind and integrating his mind with the sword rather than using magic power to move it.

This is too crude. It is stronger than it is, but it gives up all kinds of changes. It is rigid and single, and its power has been fixed. It cannot be lifted to another world by its own god.

Almost at the same time, Zixuan rushed up, with a posture of fighting for her life, but the gap was too big, and the incomplete Fengdu Emperor's dharma body just raised her palm and waved, and she flew out.

Descendants of Nuwa.

Mortal guardian.

His name may seem great, but he is not a powerful person, otherwise he would not be slandered as a snake demon and migrate to the remote Miao borderland to survive.

What's more, Zixuan, the descendant of Nuwa of this generation, is almost full of love and love. Her strength is at best considered a master in the world, and she has little practical experience.

His eyes subconsciously turned to Tang Xuejian.

Right now, she is the only one standing alone. Because she has been sculpted by the Ten Thousand Years Divine Fruit and has been tempered, she is no longer a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken, but her combat power is really at the bottom, even Zixuan is inferior.

At this time, the magic sword buzzed.

A flash of red light was about to fly out, but Nightshade had not yet appeared, and was suddenly suppressed again. A strong wind hit his face, and the sword light almost brushed against Meng Fan's cheek.

The sharp point originally aimed at the head pierced the ground behind him, forming a ravine that stretched for several miles and was dozens of feet deep. The two sides were as smooth as a mirror, almost destroying the pattern of this place.

"What's coming at me!"

The moment Jingtian noticed that Xuejian was noticed, he seemed to be resurrected with full blood, his speed was extremely fast, and his eyes were sharp. Compared with before, he was completely different.

At this moment, the color of the world has changed, a large amount of spiritual energy has gathered, and the magic sword shines brightly. Even Chonglou, who is secretly paying attention to this place, looks slightly sideways.

Vaguely, the Demon Lord saw an old acquaintance. Behind Jingtian, a shadow appeared. It was Feipeng with the fairy helmet and divine armor, sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

It's a pity that it's limited to this... "After going through two reincarnations, I can still leave such a deep imprint, no wonder it has attracted so much attention from the God Realm."

As his thoughts whirled, the Dharmakaya of Emperor Fengdu was fully unfolded, and the judge's writing seemed slow but actually fast, lifting weights but seeming light, without any trace of human smoke and fire.

The demonic sword collided with the artifact from the ghost world, and the surrounding space began to shatter, like a mirror, and continued to expand outwards. There was a vague evil spirit emerging.

This was an accidental opening of a passage leading to the demon clan. It was very unstable, and the annihilation caused by the collision only lasted for about ten finger snaps.

Later, due to the inability of Sedum to succeed, it was filled with void turbulence.

"Sedum is sedum, and sedum is sedum."

Chonglou whispered, he has understood that no matter how deep the mark is, after experiencing reincarnation, he will not be the same person as before, and the power inspired by Jingtian does not come from himself.

In a state of irritation, he unconsciously touched a mark similar to a gift. It seemed powerful, but in fact it was powerless and could only be maintained for a period of time. After all, it was the remaining power after Feipeng dissipated.

"Since you have chosen reincarnation, there will no longer be the number one general in heaven in this world."

As he spoke, Emperor Fengdu's dharma body dispersed.

Be the first to strike - and be suppressed easily.

Furious struck out - exerting a power far beyond his own - and was again easily suppressed.

To be honest, looking at Meng Fan who looked like an ancient magic mountain in front of him and could not be shaken at all, Jingtian became disheartened. There was no color on his face and his whole body was crumbling. Just for the sake of appearance, he used the remaining power of the magic sword to hold on. Just in place.

The atmosphere gradually became depressed.

As a sword spirit, Nightshade was severely injured and fell asleep in the magic sword, unable to wake up for the time being.

Zixuan hugged the unconscious Xu Changqing and already made a decision in her heart. She raised her eyes and looked at a hidden corner of the underground palace with pleading eyes.

The dog-licking demon respects the building.

For himself, he saved Xu Changqing once, and now he takes action again...

"I won't care about that."

Feeling the emotion coming from his heart, Chonglou refused directly, without any hesitation in his tone.

According to the plan, after convincing the group of people in front of him, Meng Fan will tell the truth in detail and exchange the spirit beads in Jingtian's hands and the magic sword.

Right now, I have lost all interest.

"We have met twice in the past. The first time I gave you a lot of money, and the second time I gave you a talisman. But you listened to Shushan's words and chose to draw your sword."

After stating the facts, Meng Fan raised his hand and waved, and everyone in the underground palace was thrown out like rubbish. At the same time, another spiritual seed hit his eyebrows.

Various scenes emerge in the form of dreams.

Zixuan is not unfamiliar with these, because there are relevant records in the bloodline inheritance.

Thousands of years ago, the human race could not bear the rule of the gods and broke out in uprising. As a result, they were suppressed by the Emperor of Heaven. If Nuwa had not repaired the sky and saved the world, the six realms would have lost one of the most prosperous ethnic groups.

"Aren't you going to say a few words?"

Now, Chonglou has completely let go of his obsession with Sedum, and Zixuan, who he cares most about, has the protection of that devil heart, no matter what damage he receives, it is difficult to endanger his life, so he seems very indifferent.

"It's not necessary. Humans won't need to work hard to conquer the sky in the future. Jingtian just needs to stay in his Yuzhou City and don't stab him in the back."

Meng Fan looked at the magic sword in his hand and sighed:
"Anyway, the truth has been told to them. As long as they don't pretend to be deaf and dumb, they will investigate the truth and accept the facts."

After finishing speaking, his fingertips lightly touched the sword body. There were only a few pieces of red cloth wrapped around his body, barely covering the key position of Nightshade.

Before she could speak, the Demon Sword, the Fuxi Sword, the Zhaodan Divine Sword, and the Yanbo Blood Blade all flew out, inserted into the sword furnace, and distributed in an array of four images.

Hongkui fell into nightmare memories. She thought of the pain of being burned by the magic flames when she jumped in the past.

"Are you going to be reincarnated or go back to live with them?"

"With Brother Wang."

Hearing this, the six paths of reincarnation in the ghost world rotated, and the connection between Nightshade and the Demon Sword was completely broken. She turned into a soul with cultivation, returned to the underground palace, and waited for Jingtian and others to wake up.

Still acting vigorously and resolutely.

A decent character misunderstood as a villain?

It was the first time in history that he had experienced this feeling, but Meng Fan was too lazy to defend himself. He felt that the flesh-and-blood Jingtian and others in the original drama were not that great in reality, so he just had to act with a clear conscience.

"Can you guarantee Qing'er's safety? If Nuwa's bloodline is cut off, the human world will completely collapse, and the other five realms, including the six realms of reincarnation, will be affected..."

A cold voice echoed.

A woman with white hair and purple clothes appeared in the underground palace, with a baby in her arms.

"The Big Dipper is your destiny, the South Dipper is your destiny."

"The longevity lock that can attract starlight is enough to replace the water spirit bead."

Fair trade.

Chonglou, who watched everything silently and could understand Meng Fan's state of mind, commented like this.

As an elder of the Bai Miao tribe, Saint Aunt protects Nuwa's descendants. She is far superior to Zixuan in terms of strength, knowledge, and judgment.

This was also the reason why Meng Fan came into contact with her.

Sure enough, it was confirmed that the longevity lock was connected to the two star fields of the North and the South and had incredible power. It could indeed replace the water spirit bead, and its efficacy was far beyond what it would be in the future. The saint happily handed over the thing.

Then, the figure disappeared.

There are only four extraordinary swords, magic swords, and emperor swords with deep heels, emitting various colors of light in the re-burning sword furnace, and resisting instinctively.

"Do you need to help you suppress Yanbo Blood Blade?"

"I can't ask for it."

Seeing that the proposal was not rejected, Chonglou felt mixed.

In fact, he has always had the idea of ​​winning back the weapon, but he has not been able to do so for the time being. In addition, the alliance with the ghost world really makes it possible for the demons to defeat the gods, so this scene happened:
The previous owner, as a witness, sent the magic weapon away to melt it as soon as possible.

Time goes by day by day.

Once again forgotten by the world, the underground palace, which had been dormant for nearly two months, welcomed two new visitors.

One of them was wearing a moon-white robe, like a Confucian scholar, but he was surrounded by thunder.

The other man was bare-chested, with flame patterns engraved on his body using a special method, and a giant hammer connected by an iron chain hung from his shoulder.

"Master, the famous craftsman has been found."

"The ancestors of this craftsman once made the Xuanyuan Sword, and most of the Jiang Kingdom Demon Sword was completed by his ancestors of a certain generation."

Yun Ting introduced him seriously and looked ahead with curious eyes, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

However, the unbearable look flashed in the eyes of the unknown craftsman. The more knowledgeable he was, the more he could feel the extraordinaryness of the four artifacts. Now that they have been returned to the furnace and destroyed, it really makes people feel distressed.

"Destruction is also new life."

(End of this chapter)