Chapter 193 Five kinds of sword intent!

Standing at the foot of a thousand feet high mountain, Feng Yun Wuji looked up at Nansheng Hall, and then spread his sleeves and helped Feng Wenshan. In front of Nansheng Hall, there were only a few disciples sent by Feng Yun Wuji and Zihuang to Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wushang. Although they also liked Qingjing and asked for it, Feng Yun Wuji still felt a little sorry for the two.

"See the Pavilion Master!" The disciples standing at the door bowed and bowed. Feng Yun Wuji waved his sleeves and stepped into the Nansheng Hall with indifferent expressions.

Most of the Nansheng Hall is made of black iron, which is really strong. The hall is very clean. The ground is divided into squares. In the middle, a copper tripod is burning quietly, and a trace of sandalwood floats out of the copper tripod. The sandalwood produced by this sandalwood is not uncommon in ancient times. Sandalwood has the function of calmness. Therefore, Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wushang picked some of them in the copper tripod.

On both sides of the copper tripod, Ximen Yibei, dressed in white clothes and white hair, and Dugu Wushang, wearing green robe and silver beard, sat on the ground. The hem spread out and spread on the ground. When Fengyun Wuji came in, both of them opened their eyes, took a look, then closed their eyes and quietly practiced themselves.

Feng Yun Wuji didn't speak, and quietly walked to the four-legged copper tripod, formed a horn with the two of them, lifted down his robe and sat down on the ground.

"Brother Zihuang is gone." Ximen Yibei suddenly spoke.

"I understand." Feng Yun Wuji said calmly: "I saw the faith he left behind."

"We also received his faith and precepts," Dugu Wushang said calmly: "There are only five words."

"Hurry, leave, don't look for it." Feng Yun Wuji calmly said the five words.

Ximen Yibei nodded, then silent.

"I went to the material plane this time and got a lot of harvest," Feng Yun Wuji said indifferently: "I have two things to give to you."

Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wushang raised their heads and looked at Fengyun Wuji, with no expression on their faces.

Feng Yun Wuji's slender and fair right hand stretched out from under his sleeve: "This is for Senior Dugu!"

Feng Yun Wuji's right hand was slowly opened, and Dugu Wushu stared at Feng Yun Wuji's slowly opened right hand.

A trace of smoke escaped from the cracks of Feng Yun Wuji's right fingers, and in Dugu Wuji's wounded eyes, Feng Yun Wuji's five fingers bloomed like lotus, and a vortex-shaped gray cloud in his palm. The gray cloud exploded while Feng Yun Wuji opened his right hand, and the black vortex-shaped gray cloud in his palm turned into floating fluffy. In the middle of the vortex-shaped gray cloud, a black and white Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared and slowly turned. Around the black and white Tai Chi diagram, there were many fine gray gas floating. It was like a small universe that had just opened.

When Feng Yun Wuji opened his right hand and saw the black and white Tai Chi diagram, a strange sword intent rushed into Dugu Wushen's heart. Dugu Wushen's whole body was shocked, and he looked at the black and white Tai Chi diagram that slowly rotated and was three inches behind Feng Yun Wuji's right palm.

"I think this may be useful to you!" Feng Yun Wuji slowly handed out his right hand: "This is just a part of the hazy sword intent left by that person in my body. I cannot fully understand it, and I don't want me to understand what impact or deviation it will have on you. Come on, comprehend this supreme Tao with me."

Dugu Wushu's sleeves waved his robe, slowly stretched out his right hand, placed it above Feng Yun Wuji's right hand, with a serious expression, and his five fingers slowly pressed down toward the bottom.

The moment the two palms merged, the tiny black and white Tai Chi diagram in Fengyun Wuji's palm exploded, and endless light burst out from the cracks of the two's palms. The light was strong but not dazzling. The light penetrated the entire Nansheng Hall and shot towards the four directions. The entire top of the mountain was like a sun that fell into the earth. The endless light gradually covered the Nansheng Hall.

boom!

A huge hazy black and white Tai Chi diagram phantom burst out from half of the waist of Nansheng Hall, expanding to level with the bottom of the entire huge mountain, centering on the thousand-foot-high mountain. The endless clouds swept around...

In the Nansheng Hall, the light was changing and shining on Ximen Yibei's face. Beside him, Dugu Wushun was swaying in his green robe, frowning, as if he was in a certain confusion...

"Brother Ximen, the biggest factor limiting you is the capacity and total amount of true qi in your body. This is my experience of realizing the power of the emperor to control the power of heaven and earth. I hope it will be helpful to you!" Feng Yun Wuji opened his eyes, and the wild air flow in the hall blew on his face, blew the hair on his forehead, and slowly, Feng Yun Wuji stretched out his other hand.

Ximen Yibei opened his eyes, looked at Feng Yun Wuji, without saying anything, but slowly stretched out his right hand. When the two of them held each other's palms, a layer of white sword energy suddenly extended from the end of their elbows. The sharp sword energy wrapped the palms of the two of them. From where the two of them touched each other, a violent sound of metal and iron friction was heard. The wrists of the two of them turned into two long swords. After a moment of violent friction, the sword energy in their hands merged into one, and a layer of white sword energy condensed like a solid texture was transmitted to their whole body from their palms like lightning.

Ximen Yibei's whole body became transparent and eye-catching. The majestic sword energy broke out of its body, pierced the Nanxing Beidou Hall, and entered the cloud chips. Almost at the same time, two different sword intents burst out from Dugu Wushang and Feng Yun Wuji, and the huge sword energy went straight to Yun Chi. The figures of the three people were also submerged. Feng Yun Wuji's left hand was white translucent, emitting a scorching sword energy, which merged with Ximen Yibei's sword energy, and his right hand was light gray, blending with the air, as if it had disappeared, and the whole sword intent was connected to Dugu Wushang's body.

Zheng!

Zheng!

Zheng!

Three clear sword roars burst out from the Nansheng Hall, cutting through the void and resounding throughout the ancient times. In the distance, countless free faction mountains on the edge of the sword domain saw a mountain that was thousands of feet high and penetrated directly into the clouds. Three huge huge swords of different sizes broke through the air and formed a horn-like momentum, and the end of the sword energy pierced straight into the clouds.

Buzz!

With a loud bang, the moment Feng Yun Wuji closed his eyes, the entire Nansheng Hall made of black iron exploded from the top with a bang, like a petal. The top of the hall was thrown in three directions, and the eyes suddenly became clear!

Several huge pieces of black iron forming the Nansheng Hall were filled with the sound of gold and iron. They fell off the cliff, Fengyun Wuji, Ximen Yibei, Dugu Wushang, the huge bronze tripod on the ground was shattered under the action of the sword energy of the three people. The bronze tripod near Ximen Yibei was cut into extremely thin pieces of copper. The bronze tripod facing Dugu Wushang was broken into countless extremely regular fragments. The bronze tripod near Fengyun Wuji melted completely, without a trace of light and heat emitted, and disappeared out of thin air...

boom!

In the distance, the original Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect belongs to the Beidou Hall in the Purple Emperor. The entire purple hall top was raised with a bang, and ninety-nine purple long swords flew up from the top of the hall. They hovered up thousands of feet, forming a huge spiral sword formation.

Sing! ~

Under the sensing of the sword energy, the sword energy contained in the nine hundred and ninety-nine purple swords was stimulated. Amid the sound of sword chanting, the ninety-nine purple swords rose sharply, and endless sword lights merged together, forming a huge purple sword at the top of the Beidou Hall. The huge purple sword rose from the mountain. The tip of the sword penetrated straight into the cloud peak and penetrated into the clouds.

Four giant swords echoed each other, and the sound of sword roars came, and I heard suddenly...

boom!

The four giant swords were connected to the clouds, and then the entire clouds at the intersection of the four giant swords were sunk. It was like a vortex, and then with the roar, the whole world fell into darkness. Only the endless light emitted from the Nansheng Hall and the black and white Tai Chi diagram became the only light. In addition, everything was covered in darkness.

Between the heaven and earth, four giant swords with different colors are connected to the sky and the earth, and they sense each other, making waves of refreshing sword chants...

Thunderbolt! ~

Thunder and lightning exploded from the place where four giant swords penetrated into the clouds, extending in all directions, covering the entire dark sky like a spider web...

"Experience it. This is the emperor level!" Feng Yun Wuji's cold voice echoed between the whole world. Then everything returned to peace and everything was silent. Only the endless dark sky was left, thousands of silver flashes passing through the clouds, four giant swords connected to the sky and the ground tens of thousands of meters in the darkness, with the huge translucent black and white Tai Chi diagram...

Killing sword!

Defensive swordsmanship!

Attack the sword!

Thought swordsmanship!

Tai Chi Sword Taoism!

Five completely opposite swordsmanship show the world his ultimate in a wonderful state. The entire sword domain is filled with these five powerful sword intents, and no one in the swordsmanship can get close to...

The darkness and thunder lasted for forty-nine days. During these forty-nine dark days, the sword energy of the four giant swords became stronger and stronger, and the sword energy became stronger and stronger...

Fengyun Wuji's consciousness was wrapped around Ximen Yibei's consciousness. In the way the old man in the water prison in the Demon Realm, he merged Ximen's consciousness with himself, and then advanced into the vast world, feeling the energy flow between the world...

Dugu Wushang's consciousness entered the inner space of Fengyun Wuji's consciousness. In the endless dark consciousness space, Fengyun Wuji showed Dugu Wushang the original and did not even understand the Tai Chi path...

In the sky above the Beidou Hall, the top of the purple giant sword suddenly disappeared into the void ten days later, as if it had been inserted into another space...

Forty-nine days later, Feng Yun Wuji let go of his hand connected to Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wushang, and floated down the mountain. The sky brightened. However, above Ximen Yibei and Dugu Wushang, there were still dark clouds. Two giant swords entered the top of the clouds. Under the clouds, the two were like rocks, motionless, and still immersed in the unique artistic conception, with their momentum rising higher and higher...

Above the Sword Pavilion, Feng Yun Wuji stood out of nowhere, his clothes fluttered. Under the thousand-foot-foot-peak mountain peak, hundreds of thousands of recovered golden armored soldiers knelt on the ground, and each of them had some incomplete golden armor.

Chishen stood in the void dozens of feet below Feng Yun Wuji, and looked down at the Golden Armored Soldier and other disciples of the Sword Pavilion below with Feng Yun Wuji.

"I will pass on you a set of martial arts. With this set of martial arts, your strength will be greatly improved. But remember, this set of martial arts will not be passed on to any person with ulterior motives or all outsiders who are not human in the future under any circumstances. But sacrificing life is not allowed, do you understand?" The fact that Guermit almost slaughtered all the disciples of the Jiange alone shocked Feng Yun Wuji. The strength of the Golden Armored Soldiers definitely needs to be improved. After thinking about it, Feng Yun Wuji finally decided to pass on the first five levels of the Beiming Divine Art to them. For these warriors from the plane, this will be the maximum level they can reach. After some people can exceed this level, Feng Yun Wuji decided to pass on to the latter layers of the Beiming Divine Arts.

The Beiming Divine Art can be regarded as a skill tailored for humans. Its domineeringness is no less than the Nine-Turn Life and Death Mystery. It is decided to pass it on to hundreds of thousands of golden armored men to the Beiming Divine Art. Fengyun Wuji was indeed thought through Jiyu Shin.

"You remember that in the future, we will fight for all directions, for the sake of human beings and for the mission of being born as a man. If one day you are captured and told about this set of merit, then it will be the moment of the destruction of the entire human being!" Feng Yun Wuji said solemnly. This is also the reason why he decided to only transmit the fifth level of the teleportation surface. With the innate advantages of the demon clan, if there is such a domineering martial art that will seize the fortunes of heaven and earth, then, human beings will always stand out.

"Lord, I would rather die than reveal this set of martial arts!" The golden armored soldiers shouted wildly...

Feng Yun Wuji looked at the boiling crowd below and nodded. Then his body fell straight upwards like a wooden stake, and his arms were spread out. When it was at a 45-degree angle to the horizontal plane, Feng Yun Wuji suddenly stopped. Then Haohan's spiritual sense covered all the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, and directly used his spiritual sense to imprint the first five layers of the mental method of the North Ming Divine Arts into the minds of hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Sword Pavilion...

After hundreds of thousands of exercises were printed, Feng Yun Wuji's face turned pale. After adjusting his breath for a while, his face finally returned to rosy.

After accepting the entire set of martial arts from Fengyun Wuji, hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jian Pavilion sat cross-legged on the ground with the Golden Armored Soldiers and digesting the martial arts from Fengyun Wuji on the spot.

Feng Yun Wuji glanced at the bottom. Then he shouted loudly and threw out a pound of thin sword light towards the east. A rainbow light headed towards the east of the sword domain.

boom!

With a loud bang, a huge qi sword condensed from the sword energy broke out from the ground, thrusting thousands of feet high, and the sword energy rushed straight into the sky. From afar, a strong killing aura came from the sword...

boom!

Feng Yun Wuji turned and threw out another sword light towards the west. With the rumbling sound, another huge earth-qi sword broke out and entered the sky...

Boom! ~

boom!

boom!

One after another, the powerful sword energy was blasted out. Five completely different sword energy exuded sharp sword intent in all directions of the sword Pavilion, breaking out of the ground, forming a subtle balance, echoing each other from afar. The area of ​​the sword Pavilion was completely enveloped in the powerful sword energy. In the void, the sound of sword sounds came, endlessly...

"With these five sword intents protecting each other, and with the two domain masters Ximen and Dugu, the sword domain is enough to be stable!" Feng Yun Wuji said aloud: "I'm late, I'm going..."

With his sleeves spread out, he flew out like a big bird. In the blink of an eye, he had gone thousands of miles, turning into a black dot in the horizon, disappearing...

At this time, a powerful consciousness directly blasted into Chishang's mind, and then endless heart decisions poured into Chishang's heart, which was the complete Beiming Divine Art...

Jiuji Witch Clan.

Outside the Jiuyi Witch Clan, looking at the forest covered by miasma and the witch domain formed by corruption mud, Feng Yun Wuji couldn't help but wrinkle his head. The entire Witch Clan gave him a feeling of death and strangeness. The heavy miasma seemed to have not dissipated for many years, and some strange beasts slowly walked on the corruption mud.

After scanning the spiritual consciousness, Feng Yun Wuji discovered that the entire witch clan seemed to be in another plane in his senses. There was no one in the senses of the spiritual consciousness. Everything seemed very blurred in the feedback of the spiritual consciousness. Here, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of strange power.

With a bow, Fengyun Wuji shot into the thick miasma...

"In the Lord of Xiajian Domain, Fengyun Wuji, I would like to see the Great Elder of the Witch Clan!"

"In the Lord of Xiajian Domain, Fengyun Wuji, I would like to see the Great Elder of the Witch Clan!"

Feng Yun Wuji traveled several times in the thick fog of the witch domain, but did not find any signs of the witch people, so he had no choice but to shout.

The entire witch domain became turbulent, and it was like a stone plunging into the lake, causing ripples.

A trace of green fluorescence rose from the ground, evenly covering Fengyun Wuji's surroundings. The fog around seemed to be even heavier. Unconsciously, Fengyun Wuji discovered that he was already trapped in an endless darkness. All the decaying trees disappeared from their spiritual consciousness. In the shadows around, there were footsteps. Countless figures appeared from the green phosphorescence. The dry lips opened and closed, making vague chanting sounds. Countless small dark green tadpole words floated in the void. There were painful moans under their feet. Skeletons crawled out from the ground, with empty eyes looking at Fengyun Wuji.

"I want to see the Great Elder of Wu Ji!" Feng Yun Wuji said calmly, unmoved at all.

The figures that rushed around gradually stopped, and there was a cold silence around. After a long time, a figure said, "As you wish, the respected master of the Sword Domain!"

The miasma around him broke, and the miasma was dissipated everywhere. The next moment, a fresh air surged in. Feng Yun Wuji found that he was already on an altar paved with thick bluestone. In front of him, I turned around:

"Welcome, respected Sword Emperor, we're meeting again..."

An old and familiar face reflected in the face, it was the elder witch sacrifice of the witch clan...
Chapter completed!