Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 675

The sword light slashed down, and the two sword masters collided extremely. For a moment, the wind of the sword swept the world, and the heaven and the earth praised the Qingyun.

Extremely converging and then separated, both of them were injured.

The master of the black sword, the Kunwu divine blade in his hand, reappears the sharpness, the ultimate killer move, and then moves the sword end, the cold light flickers, the aura of the master of swordsmanship is undoubtedly revealed.

"In my move, but the sword does not let go, you make me happy!"

Feixue fought again with his sword, and his fighting spirit was also pushed to the peak. He spat out a mouthful of blood and said, "With such a peak ahead, how can I give up."

Raising the sword and urging the ultimate move, Wuxin's sword intent erupted in Feixue's body, sinking like a deep sea, and her breath like a slow flow.But seeing around Feixue's body, the sword rose along with the sleeve robe, and for a while, hundreds of flowers flowed between the sky and the earth, and in a blink of an eye, Danhong flowed out.

The master of the black sword, Kunwu Shenfeng opened the blade, and the same blood-red and dark sword light stepped on the ground.

The swords clashed, the icy ice slammed, the difference of a sword, the difference of an inch, and Feixue's body added new red.

"My apprentice, is this your limit?"

Ignoring his injuries, Feixue raised his sword again, and the strong wind whistled, blowing his robes and making noise. The handsome Rongyan was calm and calm, without the slightest tremor in his mood.

"You haven't fallen yet, my limit will never be exposed!"

The Feixueshuanghan sword moves with the wind, the sword moves vertically and horizontally, piercing the wind and waves, and rolling up the waves.

The master of the black sword, pointed at by Kunwu's blade, Feixue's shoulders were once again pierced by the sword light, shattering bones and veins, unforgettable.

"Your shoulders are crippled, can you still hold your sword and fight again?"

"Walking out of the Monster Trader Monster City, I have long forgotten what pain is, because before I kill you, I don't care about anything."

Holding the Frost Cold Sword tightly, within Feixue's body, the unintentional sword intent was pushed to the extreme.

Pain is too much, so it is numb, hurt for too long, so it is cruel, because only if you are cruel to yourself, can you earn a little bit of revenge.

Feixue raised her voice, the atmosphere around her changed completely, and the sun was just rising, and it was completely stained with blood.

This is the unintentional sword, the precursor of recasting the outbreak of killing intent.

In the distance of the battlefield, Beichen's eyes were fixed on Feixue at this moment, his heart was full of turmoil, but his body was as motionless as a sea needle.

What kind of pain can create the cruel and bloodthirsty Dianxue; what kind of injury can bury the kind heart bestowed by the God of the Realm; and what kind of darkness makes the two former masters and apprentices face each other life and death.

Beichen was no longer curious about Feixue's past. He only hoped that after today, Feixue could truly be freed from the torment of the past and come out completely.

Colorless, without obscurity, like a thought.

Completely different new domains, a new unique style that seems to have nothing, only two moves meet, each pierces the other's heart.

Jianguang pushed forward, and the two of them raised their heads to the sky and splashed vermilion, and their bodies retreated.

"Is this sword your Wuxin sword?"

Frost and Cold Sword swung, and Feixue's sword intent condensed again, "Come on, I know you are not defeated yet!"

Laughing wildly, the master of the black sword pointed at Kunwu's sharp edge in his hand again, "Wuxin's sword is so wonderful that it is worthy of my almighty heavenly sword!"

Shenfeng stationed, raised his hand to draw the stars, streamers converged, and the sword intent slashed across the blade, leaving marks and oozing blood.

Famous tricks, the last sword, the sword finger of the universe, people respect the sky, the master of the black sword, the sky sword is reflected, [-]% of the power, shakes the sky, arouses the entire sea area to stir, countless sword lights and dust, sweeps all directions, wipes out countless Sea beasts dyed the sky and the sea red.

Holding the Shuanghan Sword upside down, Feixue's cultivation is all over her body, and she made the last blow with the sword of Yuanshen, her talent is beyond the realm.

The figure moved, the sword flashed, and finally with a sword, he answered in the dark.

The sword lights intersected, and the figures were divided into two parts. The two of them each raised their swords and stood still in midair, letting the wind and waves hit them, without moving an inch.

The battle is over, the sword is over, Beichen knows that the victory and defeat have been decided, and life and death have been decided.

"This is your very powerful Heavenly Sword!"

"Is this the limit of you, neither the sky nor the human, the sky and the human, the Wuxin sword? Son of the real realm, blessed by the gods, Dianxue, you did it."

Spit out a mouthful of vermilion, the edge of the sword has been retracted, Feixue's body is shot with blood, and her figure is in disarray, as if she will fall from a high altitude at any time.

"Aha"

Laughing softly, the black sword master, the black sand collapsed, a ray of blood overflowed from the sky, the god is dead, and the body will perish.

"Hahahaha, this is the masterpiece of Gu Ling, the masterpiece that I have been pursuing all my life, Wuxin Sword Realm, Longmen Dianxue, you made it!"

"This sword will return you to perdition for a hundred generations!"

"This scene was what I expected, but what does this tear symbolize?"

With a single drop of tears, the master and the apprentice stand with their backs, one is going to the underworld, the other is on the way to rebirth, but at the same time a tear overflows from the corner of the eye, and no one knows why it came from.

"Dianxue Wu disciple, you are finally free, but when you hated me to the bone, it was me who did not hesitate to be your mortal enemy and wholeheartedly brought about your victory."

Dianxue put the sword back into its sheath, "I don't want to use the word "thank you" on you."

Laughing wildly again, the master of the black sword, Kun Wu retreated into the sheath.

"Do you remember the spirit of withdrawing the sword? You are my beloved disciple after all. In your glory, you will always mention me, the name of Guling Yijue. Afterwards, there will be no future, Dianxue!"

After a sound, it will be indefinitely, a falling figure, withdrew its sharpness, extinguished the oil lamp, and scattered the fragrance.

At this moment, the blood is painful, and the tears are gratifying. The two masters and apprentices who are like enemies, but at this moment, they can't tell who is right and who is wrong, so they bury the sound of the waves.

Turning around and looking back, there was no longer any spray, and the raging sea swept away everything.

"You're right, as long as I'm still alive, it's a symbol of the Black Sword Grandmaster, the glory of immortality, because I always have your imprint on me, from beginning to end, from beginning to end!"

"Xuantian Suqing changed!"

At the time when Feixue was in a state of confusion and madness, the clear rhyme resounded suddenly, and the heaven and earth showed their mysterious power.

Haotian Xuanguang overflowed from the void, and with the power of Beichen, it sprinkled Feixue all over the body, bathing the body like golden rain, and lingering like jade dew.

Reaching out to catch Feixue who was about to fall, Beichen's brows sank slightly, and he scooped out an imperial pill from the storage bag and gave it to him.

At the same time, within Beichen's dantian, Dao Pill suddenly trembled, using the pill to refine the body, the red-gold immortal power continuously spilled out, turned into streamer, and injected into Feixue's body.

Beichen is considered the Alchemy King now, and if he made a move, Feixue's internal injuries were quickly restrained.

"Follow Senior Brother back to the sect!"

Feixue opened her tired eyes, and what she saw was Beichen's worried face. She felt at ease, and the Frost and Cold Sword in her hand couldn't be held tightly. Her whole body was exhausted, and she passed out.

Looking in front of him, there was already a vast ocean of monster dealers and monsters, Bei Chen felt inexplicably moved.

Grandmaster Heijian and Guling Yijue, the matter between him and Feixue has finally been dealt with thoroughly, and some wounds buried deep in his heart can only be dealt with through time.

Putting Feixue on the Divine Travel Thousand Miles Talisman, Beichen activated the energy in his body and continued to heal his injuries.

Looking at Feixue's still frowning brows, Beichen sighed softly, for he still knew and cared too little for his precious junior brother.

Stretching out his hand to smooth the corners of Feixue's brows, Beichen sighed softly: "Junior Brother, you have solved the battle of the monster dealer and Yaoshi, and the battle of Beixuanzong, let me, the little Taoist Zongzun, take care of it."

Waved his hand and shot out a ray of force, which went straight to the bottom of the sea for three thousand feet, and after completely turning the shattered monster market into nothingness, Bei Chen activated Duan Guang and returned to Nanxuanzong.

Feixue's injury was very difficult, even her heart was broken.

Bei Chen used the power of Dao Dan, which he used to refine his body with pills, to help him repair his heart veins reluctantly.

With such a severe injury, Feixue needs to return to Nanxuanzong and stay in Nanxuan Palace to recuperate carefully.

"Zongzun and Feixia are not here, and Nanxuanzong has no one to take care of Feixue!"

Inside Nanxuan Palace, with Zongzun Miaoshan Patriarch going to the East Region to support Sanhuangguan, it is much cleaner than before.

In particular, Feixia also went to the Eastern Region with the ancestor of Miaoshan. There is really no one in Nanxuan Palace who can take care of Feixue.

Beichen urged Dunguang to travel through the void, and at the same time, he was also thinking about this issue.

Feixue's injury was serious, and now in Nanxuanzong, perhaps only Patriarch Feishan was qualified to take care of him.

However, Nanxuanzong is now fully prepared for battle. Not only has it sent a large number of high-ranking practitioners to assist the Sanhuang Pass in the Eastern Region, but it also has to garrison heavily in Jinzhou Mansion, Mizhou Mansion, and all the state capitals under its jurisdiction.

Patriarch Feishan, as the owner of the Alchemy Pavilion, is busy with affairs, Beichen doesn't expect him to spare time to take care of Feixue.

"It's better to send Feixue to the care of the God's will incarnation. That little bastard, anyway, has nothing to worry about, so I just let him take care of Feixue."

After making up his mind, Beichen pushed Dunguang with all his strength, and within a few hours, he arrived in Haizhou.

After changing the appearance below, Beichen returned to the state capital under the jurisdiction of Nanxuanzong through the teleportation array, and then directly returned to the main sect of Nanxuanzong through the teleportation array of Nanxuanzong.

Beichen's return naturally failed to hide the truth from Xuanzun and the other three.

Beichen opened the void, followed a little induction, and at the same time he was looking for the embodiment of heaven's will, Xuanzun also broke through the void and came to Beichen's side.

"Xuanzun!"

Xuanzun nodded speechlessly, glanced at Feixue with his spiritual sense, frowned and said, "Master Black Sword, you are indeed a master of swordsmanship!"

"Whether he is a master of swordsmanship or not, anyway, he fell into the sea and fed bastards."

"It's hard for Feixue, where are you taking him?"

"Look for Tianzun and let him take care of his cheap son."

"What's the matter with me?"

When Beichen was talking to Xuanzun, the ripples in the void on the side broke open, and the will of heaven transformed into a body, stepping out from the void in one step.

Beichen sent Feixue to Tianyi's incarnation body, "Your son is injured, so I brought it here specially for you to see."

The incarnation of Heaven's will floated in the air, and slapped Beichen on the head, "You bastard, you're always talking nonsense."

Waving a hand overflowed with a burst of force, drawing the original power of the real domain, and after injecting it into Feixue's body, the will of heaven transformed into a body, directly breaking through the void and disappearing.

"This is your junior brother. Take good care of yourself. Aren't you a great master of alchemy? You still entrust him to me. What are you thinking!"

The God's will incarnation is gone, but in the void, there are still a series of his broken thoughts.

Beichen couldn't track down the Heaven's will incarnation, and was about to turn around to look for Xuanzun, but found that Xuanzun had already left, leaving only a battle card.

Beichen frowned slightly, and reached out to grab the battle post.

The bronzing battle post unfolded, with only one line of words on it.

"South Xuanzong Beichen, Fengyu Mountain pays respects to Bei Xuanzong and He Guang!"

"He Guang, old man!"

Burning with anger, flames shot out from Beichen's palm, directly burning the battle post to ashes.

Opening the space of Yuku, Beichen asked Beihong to take care of Feixue carefully.

Beihong's real body is the Wannian Ginseng King, and she is considered a spirit demon.Over the years, Beichen has taught her a lot of alchemy knowledge, and in Beichen's jade cave space, all the Lingtian and Lingzhi gardens are all Beihong, leading her men to take care of those thousand-year-old ginseng kings .

Asking Beihong to take care of Feixue and stay by her side all the time, Beichen felt relieved.

Without alarming anyone, Beichen left the Nanxuanzong directly from the teleportation hall, and then went west, all the way to Fengyu Mountain.

After Beichen left, Xuanzun broke through the void and came to Danfeng Forest, looking at the light that disappeared into the sky, feeling inexplicable.

"Beichen, Beichen, after this incident, you will become the Profound Master of my Xuanmen, and I should let you know the biggest secret of Xuanmen. It's a pity that this method is too cruel, you must resist it!"

With a wave of his hand, a jade table and stool appeared out of thin air in the Danfeng forest. After Xuanzun took a step and sat down, he set up the stove and began to cook tea.

A burst of profound energy permeated the entire Danfeng forest, covering the entire maple forest, making it difficult for people to see through.

In the Nanxuanzong Inheritance Hall, seven elders including Taoist, Hunlao, and Luxuan gathered together.Elder Chuanshan, commanding the elders and disciples in the Hall of Inheritance, was busy non-stop, using the highest etiquette of Taoism.

(End of this chapter)