Chapter 842: sword

Deep in the Sword Cave, the red clothes were stained with blood, and they landed on the ground in front of them.
Lin Yuzhen's expression changed, her figure flashed, and she came next to the former in one step.
"How are you?"
"It's okay"
Ning Chen reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, barely got up, and looked at the last three murals on the stone wall in front of him, his eyes flashing with different colors.
Jiange Jiandian, really deserved reputation, this line is worth it.
In the distance, at the top of the sword pavilion, in the illusory space, Mei Wuhen felt the change of the sword cave, his face sinking, stepped out, and disappeared.
In front of the sword cave, dark red and bright flowers converged, Mei Wuhen walked out and stepped into the sword cave. After several flashes, he came to the deepest part of the sword cave.
Inside the sword cave, a strong man on the top of the sword gazed at the figure, looking at the flashing figure, the look was slightly different, the master of the sword pavilion, why did she come.
In the depths of the sword cave, Lin Yuzhen helped Ning Chen get up. At this moment, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the figure coming from behind at a rapid speed, and looked alert.
After a breath, Mei Wuhen stopped and looked at the two figures in front of him. His eyes were first squinted and he smiled immediately.
"Thank you, Lord Pavilion, for your concern, but it was shocked, and it didn't matter." Ning Chen smiled and responded.
"That's good"
Mei Wuhen nodded and said, "Three sisters, take a few VIPs out."
"Yes"
In the rear, Jing Flawless came and responded softly.
"The two of you went back to have a good rest and talk about the sword tomorrow. The cabinet leader hopes to see both of them shine again"
Mei Wuhen said with a smile, and said nothing more, and disappeared from the sword cave.
"Two, please"
Going up flawlessly, the expression is gentle.
Ning Chen and Lin Yuzhen nodded and immediately walked towards the outside.
Outside the Jian Cave, the setting sun was down, Jing flawless took everyone out, waved to close the stone gate of the Jian Cave, and said softly, "Everyone, it's not too early, please go back and rest."
Everyone nodded, glanced at the sword cave behind them, and each stepped away.
"Let's go too"
Ning Chen was reluctant to delay much and said softly.
Lin Yuzhen responded lightly and left together.
In front of the Sword Grotto, Jing Wuxia looked at the back of the two people away, and the color of worry flashed in his eyes like autumn.
The setting sun was over, the cold moon rising east, and the night falling to the earth. From afar, the pavilion looked more and more majestic, like a sword that would be sheathed at any time, making people feel cold all over.
In the small courtyard far away, the red light was transpiring, Lin Yuzhen surging all over the body, helping those in front of him to heal.
After a long time, Ning Chen opened his eyes, pressed down the surging Feng Yuan in his body, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness"
"What's going on?"
Lin Yuzhen closed his hand and asked with a condensed voice.
Ning Chen got up and looked at the distant Zhongzhong Pavilion. His eyes flashed a streamer, and his right hand flicked, Huang Quan opened the ban.
The heavy light rising up again and again blocks the laws of the world and shields the eyes from afar.
"His Royal Highness, you look at it with your heart, I will show you the practice of the swordsmanship I wrote down."
With a wave of his hand, Taishi showed his edge, Ning Chen held his sword, and moved, his red clothes were like shadows, and his sword was like shock.
The sword code reappears, the reality is unpredictable, and the amazing classic code on the sword is reappearing.
Abandon the true spirit, leaving only sword moves, one move and one way, return to the essence, return to the original.
Aside, Lin Yuzhen watched the sword, his expression became more and more shocked. It turned out that this is the legendary sword ceremony?
Extreme sword, retrograde immortal, rumored to break the sword code of the fourth realm, only half a day, it has been peeped through the mystery.
Nine thousand and nine hundred murals, the ultimate number, proves extremely martial, Ning Chen's figure is getting faster and faster, the sword is thunderous and thunderous, the sky is coming, and everything is easy.
After the three strokes were over, the weight was light, and the moment the sword edge passed, the sky burst apart, and a big crack of terror appeared, traversing the world.
Taishi returned to the sheath and disappeared after a while. Ning Chen looked at the woman in the men's clothing before her eyes and said, "His Royal Highness, can you see clearly?"
Lin Yuzhen recovered from the shock, and nodded his eyes in a complicated way, and sighed, "None of the world's powerful people can understand the swordsmanship of one or two. Brother Ning only realized it in half a day, and this king admires it
"His Royal Highness"
Ning Chen smiled calmly and said, "High savvy is also one of the few advantages I can get."
"It must be that Brother Fang Caining was injured, but also related to this sword ritual."
Lin Yuzhen said that she and the other strong men who had entered the sword cave had seen the last three murals, but they were safe and sound. Only after Brother Ning had seen them, there was an accident, and there must be something wrong.
"Ok"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "I didn't understand the more than nine thousand murals in the beginning, I just forcibly wrote them down, and when I saw the last three, the tricks I wrote down before were confirmed one by one. Realize a little, but because the mind has consumed the drama, the body's real anger is bitter, and I was hurt. "
"No wonder so many strong players on the peaks of the swords of the major stars can't understand this sword code. There is almost no second person like Ning Brother who can record all the 9,900 murals."
Lin Yuzhen said with emotion that fate was fair after all, and Ning's qualifications were indeed not very good. However, his wisdom and understanding were really terrifying and hard to believe.
Just when the two were talking, in the distance, the uppermost floor of the Pavilion, Mei Wuhen stood still, looking at the void enclosed by the prohibition in the distance, and the flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Before the movements in the sword cave, there was no doubt that someone understood the sword code. The ninth son of Momen was the closest to the last three murals at that time.
She hasn't paid much attention to the previous messages about this child. Although this person counts the venerable stars in the ancient battlefield, in her opinion, it is really not worth mentioning. Those people, she can kill easily It must be clean, however, what happened in the Jian Cave today made her have to pay attention to it.
At the same time, in the Hall of Shuiyue, the main pavilion of the second pavilion with a purple dress stood in front of the window. His eyes also looked at the small courtyard in the distance, and his beautiful face was still cold, and he could not see the slightest emotion in the world.
"Second Sister"
Jing Wuxia came and looked at the woman in front of the window and whispered softly.
"What"
Shui Wuyue did not look back, said indifferently.
"Will the second sister not take the Fengming sword again, after all, this sword has long lost to my sword pavilion" Jing Wu had no time to persuade.
"Is Sanmei coming here to say this? The matter is over, you can go back," Shui Wuyue said lightly.
Jing Wumin sighed softly, and could not change the mind of the former even if he understood this matter, and changed the topic, "The second sister must have known what happened to Jian Cave today?"
"Ok"
Shui Wuyue responded indifferently.
"Doesn't the second sister want to ask?" Jing Wumian whispered softly.
"What can I ask"
Shui Wuyue turned around and looked at the person in front of him, saying, "Jiandian can't be leaked. This is a rule. It must be said that the person who understands the Jiandian is going to end. I don't need to say, a dying person. Am I worried? "
Jing Wujing was silent for a while, and then whispered, "Second Sister, the man who is enlightened with Jiandian is the ninth son of Momen. This son has a good relationship with Qi Wang, and the swordsman who came today obviously has this son. Friendship, these three are the real strongest in the world, and I ca n’t easily provoke my sword
"When did the three girls worry about the sword pavilion?"
Shui Wuyue said in a cold voice, turned around again, looked at the cold night outside the window, and said lightly, "Three sisters, listening to the second sister's persuasion, there are some things that can be changed if you want to change. Ruthlessness has already penetrated into the bones, and how can you change alone, retreat, the second sister is tired, you need to rest "
Jing Wuxia had heard it, sighed again, said no more, Yingying gave a gift, and turned back.
As Hanyue traveled westward, under the moon, the swordsman in black stepped towards the front courtyard. His cold face did not change any more than a hundred years ago, calm and indifferent.
"Senior Senior"
In front of the small courtyard, Ning Chen respectfully saluted and said.
"Don't step into the fairy?"
Mu Changge walked into the small courtyard without turning around and asked directly.
Ning Chen shook his head gently and said, "No"
"It's difficult for you to know this step, but I didn't expect that you have grown up to this point and still can't succeed"
The shepherd song sighed and continued, "Take out your sword"
Ning Chen was stunned, and he immediately recovered his mind and waved his right hand. The blue light flourished, the Taishi manifested and fell into his hands.
"Tianfu swordsmanship has a total of ten strokes. From sword one to sword ten, they have been passed down through the mouth from ancient times. You have already seen that there are no fixed moves above the sword ten, only you can understand by yourself."
During the talk, among the shepherd singers, listening to the appearance of Tian Que, a sudden sword rising, the beginning of Futu, the end of Zhuxian, the sword from one to sword ten, evolved in illusion, at the end of sword ten, there is no sword move, the sword spirit Soaring into the sky, the sword eleven appeared.
The perfect sword, endless, endless and endless, criss-crossing, annihilating the whole world.
"Sword Eleven is the comprehension that I made in the battle between the King of Light and the King of Shaking Light. It is Xiu to urge the sword qi. After perfect fusion, it can reach the ultimate manpower, but"
Speaking of which, the tone of the shepherd's song changed, and the sword spirit circling in the sky also changed, and he quickly gathered from all directions.
"In the legendary battle with the swordsman of Shenzhou, sword eleven was defeated for the first time, so I concentrated on retreating and fully grasped the superior swordsmanship."
The words fell, and the sword returned to heaven ~ EbookFREE.me ~ disappeared, a bright sword disc spinning up, so dazzling, the sword was endless at the extreme, only, beyond the ultimate sword.
The twelve swords are here, the sword pressure is coming, the world and earth are disintegrated for no reason, and the sword of horror is pervasive, with no beginning and no end.
Not far away, Ning Chen looked at the sword intent before and after her eyes, and her expression became serious and abnormal.
At the next moment, the sky's sword dissipated, the sword returned to its sheath, and the shepherd song waved away and listened to Tianque. Without further words, he turned away.
"Younger Ning Chen, I would like to thank Senior Zhang Zun"
In the rear, Ning Chen bowed down and performed a ceremony respectfully. The feeling of giving a job will never be forgotten and must be remembered.
In the night, Tianfu Jianzun's figure went away. After a few breaths, he disappeared.
Ning Chen stood up straight and looked at the front, flashing with emotion, just like Mu Bai, Legend of Daxia, and Tianfu Sword Sovereign, these people are the real swordsman, the sword of life, the sword of enlightenment, the sword of self-confidence.
Compared with them, his sword is no longer pure.