I'm really not a magician

Chong Litian lightly waved his sleeve robe, straightened his chest and replied, "I live to this age, and I can win or lose, but I have never bowed to any Friar's three swords. If your three swords make me lose, I will respect you in my next life."

"OK."

I nodded gently, then put five fingers on the Dantian and pressed it gently.

Originally, I had the realm of Immortal Emperor, and my momentum was slightly vented and suppressed to the perfection of the Immortal King.

Then I raised my right hand and put my sword fingers together.

"This is the first sword."

"It is a sword that combines what I have experienced, lost, loved and hated in the lower world."

"My name is destiny."

Whew.

The sword of fate trembled slightly, and the body of the sword approached the sky step by step at a slow speed, like a dragon swimming slowly in the deep sea.

There was no light on the sword, nor any divine thoughts or immortal yuan blessings.

That is the purest sword meaning. It is the sword meaning gathered by all parties and myself after I hold the sword of destiny.

Although this sword has only two parts of my strength, it does not mean that it is weak.

Not far away.

Seeing the sword of fate flying at such a slow speed, Chongli Tian did not show any contempt. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked very solemn. He raised his sleeve robe and made two handprints, and the surface was instantly covered with a layer of thick Xianyuan armor.

But this is not over. After the formation of the armor, there are dark purple lines on the surface, like a peerless beast roaring, climbing out of the veins, as if the blood was flowing, lifelike.

"This is the defense magic I realized after I entered the fairy King's land. I named it 'Purple Gold hammer centipede body' and used it to pick up your first sword!"

Heavy leaves the sky to drink, the body surface Xian yuan flows without reservation.

I looked expressionless and raised my finger to press down.

The sword of fate suddenly burst out.

Like a strong wind, it broke out with strands of bright red and dazzling demon awns.

Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing——

The harsh and incomparable sound of the sword made a sharp sound. From the sword body of the sword of fate, it fell on the surface of the immortal body, leaving one strong sword mark after another, and even annihilated the immortal yuan covered on the.

But soon, the sword marks on it disappeared and the armor recovered.

"Is that all?"

Heavy from the sky but disdain to smile.

I didn't move, just took back my raised sword finger.

Next moment——

All the volatilized sword marks, like being summoned, are unified and restrained, and turn into one. They form a scimitar like sword awn, which is dark and full of blood awn.

"What... What?"

"Can you condense the sword without Xianyuan?"

Around, there were shocking shouts.

"Fall."

I threw up.

Chong Li Tian immediately contracted his pupils, roared, and his back swelled up. He took over the bright sword. The meridians covered on the sword were cut into two sections by the countless diffusion of the sword.

"Poof!"

Heavy left the sky and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. The whole man fell back and fell heavily to the ground. There was a thick sword mark visible to the naked eye on his chest. Although not deep, it can be clearly seen that Xianyuan and blood gas are pouring out.

The first sword, I gave two parts. Just by the intention of the sword, I broke the defense magic of a fairy King's perfect strong man.

So far, the sword idea is invisible, and the sword of destiny has returned to me.

be present.

Those chitianzong disciples who surrounded us saw this scene, one after another made an uproar and looked at each other, which was obviously difficult to accept.

"Leave the sky again -"

"The second sword, do you want to take it?"

I raised my head and asked loudly.

Two seconds later.

He got up from the ground, took out a jade clean bottle from the storage ring in his hand, opened the plug, and poured all the powder on his chest. However, he saw that the sword mark was erased by the powder, and the injury recovered completely.

He didn't answer me immediately, but his face was gloomy and hesitant.

But soon——

"This is just the first appetizer. Why don't you dare to take it?"

"Come again!"

He walked step by step, returned to the original place, and deliberately showed a boiling look of war.

"OK."

"The second sword, I named it unwilling sword."

"No matter ordinary people, no matter immortals, no matter the Immortal Emperor, no matter the dying people in the long river of time, they are unwilling in their hearts."

"Unwilling to be mediocre, unwilling to be silent, unwilling to stop here, many unwilling..."

"Only one sword!"

I suddenly opened my eyes and grasped it out of thin air.

In the sword of fate, a gray figure emerged from it. He grabbed the handle with both hands, lifted it up and rushed into the sky. With the potential of falling swallow, it fell on the top of Chongli sky.

"All kinds of unwilling, because of this sword, retreat."

I muttered to myself.

Suddenly.

The weather has changed greatly.

Countless dazzling innate demons gush out of the sword of fate, holding 3000 green hell swords, vaguely building a pure, sweet and fleeting moving face.

"Qin yihun, goodbye."

"Fu Zixuan, bye."

I smiled and my sword finger fell again.

Chong Litian was shocked, but he didn't shrink back. Instead, he sat on the ground and clapped his hands together. There was a force of law behind him. Unexpectedly, he turned into a virtual shadow of Dharma phase hundreds of feet high and forcibly blocked my second sword.

This virtual shadow looks quite strange. It has eight arms and holds lotus fingers. The released power of the law has attracted the spirit between heaven and earth, nibbling the sword meaning of Qingming 3000 swords bit by bit, and has the power of parry.

"It is worthy of being the fairy king of yulongtian. He has some skills."

I couldn't help narrowing my eyes and smiling at the corners of my mouth, "but this second sword is far from that simple."

As soon as my voice fell, I saw the spirit holding the sword of fate with both hands also show a smile, and the wrist shook violently. The meaning of three thousand swords turned into an extremely overbearing meaning of destruction, like a suddenly falling meteor, and the sword tip fell straight down.

This tyranny once again defeated the defense of chonglitian.

The incarnation of Dharma behind him trembled first, then collapsed, turned into pieces after pieces, and sent out a harsh roar with his immortal body.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood gushed out.

The whole chin of chonglitian was dyed red.

Even the perfect realm of the fairy king also has a trend of collapse.

But he stabilized his body in time, and with his immortal yuan, he turned the hegemony that almost broke through his chest into invisibility. He took a deep breath and eased it.

Then he raised his head, stared at me with a very serious look, and said in a deep voice, "you enter the fairy King realm with Kendo?"

"Sort of."

I shrugged my shoulders noncommittally.

When I was in the hidden world, I was already handy with the sword, but I really understood the power of the sword, which was still in the killing array of yaochi and attributed to the unique attribute of the sword of fate.

"Although I have seen many immortal tools with spirit, such terrible sword meaning is really rare."

Chongli Tian took out some elixirs that I couldn't see again, threw them into his mouth and quickly recovered Xianyuan.

"Are you afraid?"

With a wave of my hand, the sword of fate returned to my hand, held the cold hilt and said with a smile, "now, there is still room for termination. Give me the chitianzong. Take these disciples away with your family background and find another way to deal with it."

"Do you think it's possible?" he said gloomily, "if I admit defeat like this, how can I leave heaven to talk about face in front of the children of the sect? You have handed out two swords now, and I can't even do serious injuries. Where can the third sword be powerful?"

"So, you've decided to take it." I waved my wrist and said faintly, "I might as well tell you that the first sword came out of pure sword meaning, the second sword came out of the spirit in my sword, and the third sword came out of me personally. Can you take it?"

Without waiting for his response, I said with a smile, "well, even if you don't want to take it, there's no room to shrink back in front of so many disciples. In that case, I'll give you a sword openly."

I held the hilt of the sword and closed my eyes gently.

I have hundreds of ways to deliver this third sword.

But I only chose one.

"Heaven and earth are chaotic, and everything returns to its original state."

"Return to simplicity and simplicity."

"The so-called power is nothing more than breaking thousands of laws with one force."

"I named this third sword --"

"A soul."