Reflect the world

Chapter 245 The Sword Points at Emperor Shitian (Second Change)
The surprise and horror on Wuming's face froze directly on his face because Jian 23 became stronger and stronger.

The smoke and dust floating in the air, the various weapons vibrating in response to the aura of the two, the sword aura condensed in the void...

Both solid and incorporeal are solidified by the arrival of Jian 23 and become a lifelike painting.

Wuming's eyes were wide open, full of surprise, but not fear, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were clumped together, and his whole body was still struggling, like a bug trapped in amber.

Amidst Tang Xuanming's astonishing movements, Wuming raised the sword in his hand little by little, the movements were slow and ugly, and even the movements were deformed because of breaking through countless obstacles.

But this still surprised Tang Xuanming.

On that day, Xiongba had countless martial arts masters at the headquarters of the Tianxiahui, and Xiongba himself was also a first-class master, but under the Sword of Destruction 23, no one could move.

Now, Wuming, a martial arts myth who has lived in seclusion for many years, can barely move under Sword 23, which is surprising enough.

However, barely struggling is the limit of what Wuming can do in the current state, when he doesn't understand Wan Jian Guizong, doesn't really think about how to deal with Jian 23, and really integrates it.

Even Wulin Myth Wuming couldn't resist this sword.

Tang Xuanming's unremarkable wooden sword finally stayed between Wuming's eyebrows, and the uncontrolled sword energy even drew a sword mark on Wuming's eyebrows.

Then amidst loud laughter, Tang Xuanming withdrew his sword and turned back, disappearing completely.

Today, Tang Xuanming defeated Wulin Mythology.

No one in Jianghu knew about it, but Tang Xuanming felt an extreme joy from the bottom of his heart.

It was not only from his heart, but also the meaning of the lost boy engraved deep in his soul.

The wishing point, which was originally only 83, suddenly jumped, and it jumped to [-] after searching.

Tang Xuanming had already speculated about the origin of the wishing point. It is an extremely precious treasure that will appear after most people's wishes are fulfilled, and it is the soul of all living beings.

Similar to Power of Faith, but seems to be more high-end than Power of Faith.

This world is a pure martial arts world. Like Tang Xuanming's predecessor, the young man who died without a sound, the number of knights in the rivers and lakes who died every year is like a crucian carp crossing the river.

And every chivalrous man who fell into the rivers and lakes without a name has a heart to be famous all over the world, and everyone has the lofty ambition of the Wulin myth, and they all want to compose a legend like the Wulin myth.

But there are only a few people in the world who can really do this scene for hundreds of years.

Dominating the rivers and lakes for decades, creating the hegemony of the world, with great ambitions, giving the Central Plains no god at any time.

Wuming, who has been dormant for hundreds of years, can subvert the whole world with just one hand, and stir up the world's winds and clouds, Di Shitian...

For hundreds of years and thousands of years in the rivers and lakes, there can only be a few leading figures, and everyone who walks out of the rivers and lakes has that kind of heart and that kind of pride.

It's just that they are difficult to complete.

The young man who Tang Xuanming chose to blend in had the same mentality.

He created one legend after another, went deep into Lingyun Cave, the forbidden place in the hearts of martial arts people, subdued Huo Qilin, traveled eastward to Fusang one by one, and conquered a country alone.

Defeat Xiongba, the master of Tianxiahui, confront Wuming, the myth of martial arts, and defeat Wuming...

One pile after another, any one thing can be famous all over the world, and all of them are completed by one person, which is an unprecedented miracle.

Tang Xuanming has become a new generation of martial arts myth, and this special achievement seems to have attracted countless martial arts people in this world who have not yet become famous and are already sad.

"Is this the meaning of my coming to this world?"

Tang Xuanming, who left the Zhonghua Pavilion leisurely, said to himself that he wrote a myth in the eyes of ordinary people, but he himself was not very arrogant, but very calm.

In the era of the bright and bright Qin Dynasty, it was the wish of most people to resist the tyranny of the Qin State. At that time, I was appointed to be the general, and was it also fulfilling the wish of most people?

The world of the Condor Heroes, pointing the sword at Mongolia, is the wish of all living beings throughout the Great Song Dynasty. What kind of wish will the next world be?
Tang Xuanming shook his head, getting these messy thoughts out of his mind.

Lying on the back of Huo Qilin, he stroked the ordinary wooden sword. The wooden sword was still as uneven as the first time it was in his hands, but he didn't know when it had added lines one after another.

As he became famous all over the world, the wooden sword in his hand was also given an unusual meaning.

Although it is still the simplest material, it already has a metallic luster.

Stronger than ordinary magic weapons, this seems to be the characteristic of this world.

Just like the heroic sword that Wuming once pulled out, that heroic sword was once stuck in a mountain, and no one who is not recognized as a swordsman can pull it out.

Countless swordsmen came and went to draw their swords with great pride, but they could not conquer that unique magic weapon.

The magic weapons in this world are not only made of magic weapons because of their unique materials, but also have different colors because of the different intentions of different characters.

"Do you want to transform into a legendary weapon?"

Tang Xuanming caressed the unique lines on the wooden sword. He didn't strengthen the sword in any way, but the rules of heaven and earth seemed to endow the wooden sword with unusual meaning and life.

He has a vigorous vigor, a unique and high-spirited temperament.

Like a fledgling teenager, he is curious about everything.

clank!

The wooden sword vibrated in Tang Xuanming's hands, making a sound like a magic weapon. Tang Xuanming couldn't help being moved by such a famous sword with powerful spirituality.

Thinking of the last enemy in this world, Tang Xuanming pondered for a moment, patted the sitting Huo Qilin, and cut a small hole from Huo Qilin's body with his unparalleled sharp air blade.

The red flame-like blood fell from it, and the fire unicorn let out a restless roar, but for Tang Xuanming's sake, it didn't move.

Blood as red as blood dripped onto the wooden sword, forming a bright red mark.

After devouring the nine drops of blood, Tang Xuanming stretched out his hand to caress the Huo Qilin's wound, and the blood no longer flowed from it, and the nine drops of hot blood melted into the wooden sword little by little.

It made the originally most common birch sword dark and deep, adding a touch of ancient charm.

Tang Xuanming put the wooden sword behind his back and turned to go to the snow mountain.

He saw the thousand-foot-high purple luck moving slowly.

"Di Shitian has recovered!"

(End of this chapter)