I Created the Fantasy World

Suddenly, it rained on the sky.

However, this rain is not rain, but a brilliant sword energy.

Everyone looked at the sky, and all they could see was a rain of swords, and under each sword energy, there was a golden army unwilling to fall.

Until they died, these people had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

From insolence to despair, only one second.

The soldiers guarding the city were stunned, looked up at the sky, and muttered to themselves.

"Is it true that the gods have descended to earth?"

"Da Song is saved!"

"Maybe it's the Shangxian invited by Master Guo Xianshi."

The soldiers defending the city did not know that Guo Jing, who fled, also died under this boundless sword rain.

After the rain of sword energy, there was a rain of fire, and in an instant, all the bodies of the golden man were burned.

After a while, when the fire rain disappeared, there was no golden body on the battlefield.

Outside the city, the rolling golden tents have disappeared, leaving only dozens of miles of scorched land.

"Win!"

"The city is defended."

The sergeants cheered, but words came from the sky, making the soldiers below and the people in the city tremble.

"The royal family loses its way, and everyone in the world can take its place."

The next moment, a bright sword light fell, and the direction of the palace trembled.

The day.

There was bad news from the palace, and the Song royal family in the capital was all gone.

At the same time, in the lower realm of the Xian family, rumors that the Zhao family has lost their will spread everywhere.

Although the Golden Army is gone, dark tides are surging everywhere.

Wang Yu condensed an ice phoenix, flew above the nine heavens, looked down at the world, and when he saw the person who was called by luck, he landed on the ground and put his hands on it.

On the other hand, he also supported several uprising armies in order to take over the Zhao family.

In the first year of Jingkang in the Great Song Dynasty, the throne was passed to Emperor Huizong of Daozong.

While leaving behind, Wang Yu sensed things related to his own path, and rushed to the place where the sense was.

After so leisurely rushing for half a month, Wang Yu finally stopped in front of a luxurious manor.

"Famous Sword Villa?" Wang Yu muttered to himself, "This place is full of sword energy, I think it's a martial arts holy place."

Thinking like this, the person has already landed in the air.

The ice phoenix shrank to several feet, and a cold wind blew up, which immediately startled the owner of the manor below.

"Master, there is someone in the sky." A servant pushed a wheelchair and ran out of the lobby.

On the wheelchair is a white-haired old man with a ruddy complexion and a strong aura. He should be a martial arts master.

"Little old Yi Yun, welcome Immortal Chief." Yi Yun was very excited, cupping his fists in a salute.

Wang Yu fell to the ground, scattered the ice phoenix, and said, "Mr. Yi, don't be polite! I have to turn to the owner of Yi Zhuang for help here."

Yi Yun smiled and said, "Where is the immortal chief, if there is someone Yi can help, please order me."

Wang Yu said with a smile: "It's not urgent, let's heal the old gentleman's injury first!"

With that said, people have already walked to Yi Yun's side.

He stretched out his hand and put his hand on the gate of his veins, and examined his injuries.

"The injury is fairly minor, and it should be fine today."

Wang Yu smiled, "Mr. Yi willing to heal?"

Yi Yun cupped his hands and said, "Please let the Immortal Chief let go!"

Wang Yu nodded, and began to stimulate his blood and heal his injuries.

Yi Yun felt his body regain strength, and as soon as he exerted his strength, he stood up from the wheelchair.

He walked a few steps in a row, only to feel that his legs and feet were healthy, and he used a few martial arts techniques, but there was no obstacle, and he was instantly happy.

"Many thanks for the grace of the Immortals for saving each other." Yi Yun saluted respectfully.

Wang Yu smiled and said, "I am not saving you in vain. I also need to borrow your eight-handed sword to see it."

Yes, this world is the world of young Zhang Sanfeng.

However, since the time was [-] years earlier than the story line of the young Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng should still be a child at this time.

"It turns out that what Mr. asked for was just a mere sword." Yi Yun laughed, "Please come with me, Mr.!"

Although the sword of Famous Sword Villa is precious, it is the inheritance of the family, and it is not easily shown to others.

However, if he could have a relationship with a person who came from the sky and looked like a fairy, how could Yi Yun be pedantic and refuse.

Soon, Yi Yun took Wang Yu to a secret room.

In the secret room, eight swords flew up in the air, very mysterious.

If Wang Yu hadn't determined that this was a world of martial arts, he would have doubted that he had crossed into the world of immortals.

PS: Thank you for how to pull away from people! , Emperor Chen | Qingshang i's reminder to change tickets. _

Chapter 112

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"Lord Immortal, please see, this is the eight-handed sword of Famous Sword Villa." Yi Yun pointed to the eight-handed sword and introduced them one by one.

The eight-handed and eight-handed swords are the death-defying sword, the Qingming sword, the purple electric sword, the white jade sword, the Mu Tiejian, the glazed sword, the Xuanwu sword, and the nameless sword.

As for the eight swords flying in unison, there is no record above, it is up to each individual to realize it.

Therefore, the eight swords flying together that the Yi family's descendants have cultivated are not the same.

After explaining the origins of the eight swords, Yi Yun bowed and walked out.

Wang Yu began to comprehend the supreme secret of the famous Sword Villa.

The Eight Famous Swords Forms do not necessarily require a real sword to perform. This is a true skill.

Compared with the Six Veins Divine Sword, this martial art is one step closer, and the true qi can actually be condensed into a true sword, which can be described as incomparable fantasy.

It stands to reason that Wang Yu can also congeal his true qi now, and he can't comprehend "five zeros" in this martial arts.

However, on a whim, it was the eight famous swords shown by the eight swords, and Wang Yu had to patiently deduce it.

A few minutes later, eight infuriating swords appeared beside Wang Yu.

The Eight Famous Swords Forms, including the Eight Swords Qi Fei, were practiced in an instant.

"However, it doesn't seem to be of any use." Wang Yu shook his head and dispersed it.

Sitting on the ground, lost in thought.

An hour later, Wang Yu frowned.

After sitting like this for three days, Wang Yu deduced it over and over again, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"The eleventh level of Qi refining is completed, and the Qi condenses into a soldier."

However, this soldier does not refer to weapons, but all things.

Moreover, it is much stronger than before.

In the past, Wang Yu condensed into something like an ice dragon, and when he thought about it, these things dissipated in a short time.

Now, the condensed things can last for ten days and a half months, which is an extraordinary progress.

"Heaven and Earth are condensed!" Wang Yu let out a low voice, and a flood of true qi appeared on the top of his head. With a thought, spiritual energy surged into the furnace of vitality.

After a cup of tea.

Wang Yu dissipated the simulated heaven and earth furnace, and there was only a longan-sized, sparkling pill on top of his head.

After a brief induction, Wang Yu sensed the energy of the sea in the pill, which, to say the least, could increase the practitioner's innate qi for a hundred years.

Moreover, the spiritual energy in this pill has been refined once, and the breath is gentle, even people who are not familiar with martial arts can take it, which is comparable to the Changchun pill.

Simply gathering the spiritual energy and refining it into this pill can be described as a miraculous effect.

This is where Wang Yu values ​​the eleventh level of refining.

In the future, if you see other fetishes, Wang Yu will be able to simulate most of their functions after a little research.

When you reach this state, although there are not many magic weapons, you can instantly simulate thousands of magic weapons when you take action, which is enough to destroy the enemy with the torrent of magic weapons.

"Wonderful." Wang Yu looked happy, opened the secret room and walked out.

Outside, Yi Yun was greeted by the servant's report.

"Is there something to gain from the Immortal Chief?" Yi Yun asked.

Wang Yu nodded, and threw the refined medicinal pill to Yi Yun: "I refined a little gadget, you might as well try it, sir!"

Yi Yun was startled, he actually sensed a huge amount of spiritual energy in the pill pill.

At the moment, he was also suspected of having him, so he took the medicine pill and sat beside him to digest it.

After a while, he opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Thank you Xianchang, this pill is a real magic medicine! Yi Mou can absorb it in three days, and in the future, King Xiaoyao will not be afraid."

Wang Yu nodded: "Then Mr. Yi, just refine the medicinal pills. After three days, I will ask Mr. Yi to do it."

Yi Go bowed his hands and said, "Yes."

He casually called a servant to arrange a place for Wang Yu, and Yi Yun began to retreat.

Yi Yun exited the border again, his aura strengthened again, his spirit was high, and he had reached the peak of the innate. As long as he chose the right time to cultivate his true astral energy, he could become a grand master and master.

"Many thanks to the Immortals for giving the medicine, Yi Yun is very grateful."