There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Hallucination?

Of course it is impossible!

What appeared in front of Cao Deyong was of course Nie Wushuang's real body, in the form of Nie Feng, not the appearance of a 17-year-old boy.

"How are you still alive?"

Cao Deyong couldn't help but exclaimed.

Nie Wushuang stood in front of him alive, and he really couldn't understand it.

Even if he was as powerful as Lin Hanya, he would inevitably be affected by the aftermath of his battle with the Sword Demon. Even if he could survive, he would not be like Nie Wushuang, who looked completely unharmed.

Nie Wushuang smiled and said nothing.

Behind him, black smoke swept in, and the terrifying and gloomy sword intent spread out, forming the shape of an evil ghost.

Sword intent turns into soul!

Dharma-Appearance True Lord has Dharma-Appearance, and Dharma-Appearance True Lord's sword intent can naturally turn into soul. The soul and sword intent are combined, and the soul is born from each other.

The sword intent of this unknown sword soul should be integrated with a certain evil spirit, so the sword soul that is transformed is the appearance of an evil ghost.

It's over!

This time, Cao Deyong was really desperate.

When he saw Nie Wushuang alive before, he was so surprised that he forgot to burn his soul and life for a while and did not end his life. Now, he wanted to end his life, but it was too late.

He might be devoured by this evil sword soul.

His soul was destroyed, leaving only his body and skin, and he was refined into a sword slave by the other party.

What made him most uneasy was that if the sword demon wanted to deal with the Qixia Sword Sect, he would be the vanguard, and he might easily break the mountain protection formation of the sword sect. In this way, the Qixia Sword Sect, which had been passed down for thousands of years, might be destroyed by him.

In that case, how could he face the ancestors of the sword sect!

With his mind full of thoughts, Cao Deyong's eyes became dead silent.

In the dead silence, he saw Nie Wushuang wave his hand, and a 17-year-old boy appeared in the void.

Dharma image?

Dharma image!

Cao Deyong's pupils trembled, and his eyes were no longer dead.

His whole body trembled involuntarily, like an Alzheimer's patient.

The young man held a peach blossom and gently shook it. Thousands of peach blossoms fell, and a woman in red danced among the peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms fell into the black smoke.

The void shook and rippled.

The black smoke dissipated, and hundreds of black-clothed swordsmen flashed again. They rushed towards the Dharma-like young man. The black sword energy was crisscrossed, colliding with the peach blossoms and disappearing with each other, just like fireworks blooming in the sky at night.

The sword rose, and the peach blossoms fell.

The peach blossoms fell, and the sword died.

...

From time to time, black-clothed swordsmen dissipated, and the peach blossoms were also like this. The figure of the peach blossom lady was originally as solid as a living person, but at this time, it became more and more empty...

It was still a little bit short!

Cao Deyong widened his eyes and observed the battle situation.

He gasped and came to his own judgment.

I don't know where Nie Wushuang summoned the Dharma-Appearance clone from. Although it is powerful and borrowed the strange power of the unknown red-clothed man, when it comes to killing power, it is comparable to myself who lost my natal flying sword.

Although it also caused losses to the Sword Demon.

Dozens of sword slaves died, but that's all.

Originally, the Sword Demon had about 500 sword slaves, and now there are still more than 300 people, which means that he and this Dharma-Appearance did not cause a devastating blow to the Sword Demon. The situation will still be very bad.

Cao Deyong looked at Nie Wushuang.

The expression on Nie Wushuang's face did not change, and he still looked cool.

Even if the Dharma-Appearance he summoned was about to be involved in the black sword energy and was about to dissipate.

However, Cao Deyong would no longer regard him as a fool. How could a fool become a Dharma-Appearance True Lord?

The appearance in front of him was definitely not the original appearance of this existence.

I don't know what his intention was to sneak into the Qixia Sword Sect like this?

Is he really going to take the path of swordsmanship again?

Because he felt that the previous path was not feasible?

Nie Wushuang smiled at Cao Deyong and waved again.

Another Dharma image appeared, still in the appearance of a 17-year-old boy, exactly the same as the Dharma image holding the peach blossom and struggling to hold on.

Another Dharma image?

Surprise!

Cao Deyong was surprised again.

Two Dharma images!

Using two Dharma images at the same time!

This was beyond Cao Deyong's imagination.

In Tanzhou, under the Sword Pavilion system, swordsmen have always been mainly swords. At the beginning, they are external swords. After cultivating the sword heart, they will devote themselves to refining their own flying swords. The sword is alive, and the person dies.

If the swordsman dies, the flying sword will fly to the sword tomb under the Sword Pavilion of Tiandu Mountain, or turn into ordinary iron, eroded by wind and rain, and become silent.

Cao Deyong has lived for hundreds of years, but he has heard that some martial arts practitioners in the north have cultivated two Dharma images.

They are all famous big figures.

In the future, there is a chance to become a Tianzun.

If there are two or three Dharma images, it proves that at least one of the Dharma image auras comes from the cultivator himself, not from the Purple Mansion.

There is only one Dharma image aura from the Purple Mansion.

It is impossible for two auras from the Purple Mansion to exist in the sea of ​​consciousness of a Dharma image True Lord.

Therefore, a True Lord who has cultivated two Dharma images will have the opportunity to become a Heavenly Venerable. Only when the Dharma images come from self-cultivation can one be qualified to become a Heavenly Venerable. A Dharma image True Lord who relies on the gift of the Purple Mansion is nothing but a waste.

The Dharma image True Lords of Jiange have always regarded such guys as pseudo-True Lords.

Although there are many of them, they are not a concern.

The man in front of him actually has two Dharma images, which means that this guy has the potential to become a Heavenly Venerable.

That was a strong man who could be compared with the Sword Saint.

Fire!

The fire of life!

The fire of destruction!

Everything came from here, and everything will return to here!

At that moment, Cao Deyong's mind was trembling, his thoughts were collapsing, and all he could see was fire, dazzling fire...

This fire came from a three-legged golden crow.

A crow's cry!

The space shook.

The flames covered the sky and the earth, purifying the black sword energy.

The black-clad swordsmen who seemed to be endless seemed so insignificant and so fragile in this flame.

The flames swept across, and only fifty or sixty black-clad swordsmen were still standing.

More than two hundred sword slaves perished in the flames.

However, this divine fire seemed to have exhausted the energy of the newly appeared Dharma image. The three-legged golden crow soaring in the air turned into golden light and dissipated in the air.

Never achieved success in one battle!

The sword demon was indeed sharp, and he persisted in the face of such a powerful attack.

The black-clad swordsmen all looked at Nie Wushuang, their faces expressionless, without any emotion.

However, the malice in them was so strong that it was visible to the naked eye.

Nie Wushuang faced the malice and waved his hand again.

A 17-year-old boy appeared in front of him, exactly the same as the previous two Dharma images, and the aura was the same.

Come again?

And!

Surprise!

Well, Cao Deyong was not surprised this time.

He was completely numb and gave up being surprised.

The Dharma image rushed towards the malice in the sky with bare hands.

Rushed towards the thirty or so black-clad sword slaves who were still there.