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The sword of anger is the fourth level in "Tianxuan Sword Art", and its power is far higher than that of the sword of killing.

Facing this fiery sword intent, Shen Wuyu was filled with dragon energy, forming a blue barrier in front of him, like an invisible wall.

The next moment, the blood-colored sword glow touched the cyan barrier, and the front section suddenly exploded, like blood-colored flowers blooming in the sky.

On the dragon aura, countless extremely deep black lines instantly appeared, spreading at a crazy speed.

Shen Wuyu was almost insane, he seemed to have lost his sanity long ago, the last thing he wanted to see was Genzo dying in front of him.

Jian Twelve's hand held Wang Jian steadily and powerfully.

"Stop!" Genzo's voice squeezed out from his tight throat, appearing thin and hoarse.

Jian Twelve turned his head and said with a deep smile, "Don't worry, the road to Huangquan is not lonely."

As soon as the voice fell, a loud click was heard, and the blue barrier made of dragon energy was completely shattered, turning into pieces similar to pieces of glass shards.

However, this angry sword didn't stop, it shot directly into Zulong's huge mouth, pierced through it in an instant, and burst out from the back of the skull, engulfed with cracked flesh and blood.

"Old Shen Yuan!" Genzo let out a roar with all his strength, his whole body was trembling, and he looked at this scene with an expression of disbelief.

Although Shen Wuyu turned into an ancestral dragon with the help of a fairy weapon, he was not the real ancestral dragon after all. When the sword glow of the angry sword disappeared, it let out an unusually difficult roar, and the dragon aura around it quickly faded, and the whole dragon The body gradually became unreal.

Jian Twelve's eyes stared at the slightly crooked figure through the large sticky blue mist.

Shen Wuyu regained his human body, but there was a shocking wound on his chest, which seemed to be pierced by a sword, showing a fist-sized, bloody passage.

He shook his body, fell unsteadily on the top of the Tongtian Sword Tower, smashed the tiles on it, coughed violently, his body was stained with blood, and flowed down the cold rain.

Jian Twelve raised his head and laughed wildly, "So what if it's a fairy weapon, under my king sword, it's not a piece of rubbish."

Shen Wuyu's aura became weaker and weaker. He saw the cyan scales growing on his body peeling off piece by piece, the scales were cracked and mottled, dim, and the dragon energy condensed inside was also rapidly passing away. Only then did he understand , it turns out that this fairy artifact has been completely destroyed.

"I lost."

Shen Wuyu said these three words unwillingly. He had planned for so long and considered almost all the links. Why did the final result be like this.

Wrong, he left out a man and a sword.

The man is Yuan Futu, and the sword is Wang Jian.

If Yuan Futu hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid that Jian Twelve would have died in his hands when he broke the boundary; if it wasn't for Wang Jian, he would definitely be the one who fell now.

But no matter how regretful it is, it's useless up to now.

"The fairy artifact is fused with my flesh and blood, and it is now broken. I will die soon, but I hope you let Genzo go. He is only doing things for me, and the crime is not worthy of death." As Shen Wuyu said, the blood flowed from the The corners of his mouth dripped down.

Sword Twelve, who was holding the winning ticket, had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he didn't speak, but turned his head, and looked at Genzo with those dark eyes like night.

From those eyes, Genzo didn't see himself, but he felt a strong sense of fear for no reason, making his whole body tremble like chaff, and a cold breath extended down his back.

The next moment, a trace of pure black smoke rose from his body, and more and more, gradually became thicker.

"You... ah!!!"

In an instant, a power of refinement and filth swept across his whole body. Yuanzang felt that all his meridians were being burned by the fire. This pain hit his head, making him growl hoarsely, and his body was covered in black Under the package of smoke, it was gradually corroded, turning into drops of rotten liquid and falling down with a few strands of icy rain.

boom!

Genzo's brain was blown away by the power of the true demon, and the law enforcement officer died here.

Shen Wuyu's face showed deep pain, as if he had already guessed that Jian Twelve would do this, so he didn't roar like a madman, but lay powerlessly on the broken tiles, his cloudy eyes looked at the dark Tianji said calmly, "That's good...the road to Huangquan is not lonely."

When Jian Twelve came to the top of the tower, he found that Shen Wuyu had passed away, with the peeled off ancestral dragon scales scattered around him.

Jian Twelve stood on the top of the tower, looking down at everything in the world, only felt that he had already stepped on the top of the world, and no strong person could restrain him. After a few days, he absorbed Yuan Futu's Chaos Spirit Treasure, and he would not be able to use it anymore. In a short time, Tianxuan Sword Sect will surpass Yishan Temple and become the unique supreme sect in the imperial court.

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Sword Tomb Secret Realm.

I don't know when, Yuan Futu has gradually regained his strength. He is sitting cross-legged in the center of the secret realm, all the spiritual treasures are suspended around him, and the chaotic airflow binds them like chains, absorbing the hidden treasures. The powerful true essence inside.

In his mind, the past and valuable experience of the predecessors of the sword sects of the past dynasties are still constantly emerging, and Yuan Futu has benefited a lot from these. If he has enough time to digest, then whether it is practicing sword tactics, casting spirit treasures or array Law repair will be greatly improved.

This kind of precious wealth is seen with the eyes of reincarnation, so only he can get it.

Yuan Futu opened his eyes, the purple petals imprinted on the red pupils became brighter and brighter, there were four of them, almost filling the entire pupils.

However, at this moment, the petals gradually gathered and blended, and finally formed an extremely unique pattern, like a purple hooked jade slowly flowing in the center of the pupil.

"The second realm?"

The memory fragments in Yuan Futu's mind brightened again. In his consciousness, he found that the Eye of Reincarnation has three realms. The first realm is "dead soul", the second realm is "Sura", and the third realm is For "reincarnation".

Now with the change of the brand inside, Yuan Futu clearly realized that the eye of reincarnation has reached the second level, that is, the level of Shura's eye.

Before going to the turbid world, all four petals in the Eye of Samsara have been evolved, as if they have reached the peak of Shura Eye, but now, with the continuous blessing of those spiritual treasures, the Eye of Samsara seems to be finally completed The transformation of the first stage reached the realm of Shura's eyes.