"There are such weapons in the world, such strange materials and iron!"

"It's really magical, everything is amazing!" The monks who understood the explanation all bowed their heads and sighed.

At the same time, I felt a little curious and moved by the two pieces of strange iron that created the Dream Breaking Sword.

"It's not surprising! Do you still remember the eyeball I saw on Duantian Cliff?" The elder of the Sword Sect mentioned the memories that everyone didn't want to mention.

During that period, whether in the Gaowu world or in reality, everyone suffered from the hardship of crazy consciousness.

"If there are such terrifying and evil creatures outside the sky, then it is not surprising that the strange iron coming from the sky can have such an effect..." The elder of the Sword Sect finally made a summary.

Of course, the subtle discussion will not stop.

At this moment, on the river, as the elder said, Wen Tailou did not fall into a disadvantage because of using up all three axes, but instead became more and more brave and stronger as he fought.

The cuckold magic knife in his hand gave him extraordinary strength.

In a trance, he even saw his beautiful wife's cheeks flushed in some states.

The cold and noble face that appeared in the past made the hatred and resentment squeezed in Wen Tailou's heart directly reach the peak.

The sword light is colder, the knife intention is stronger, and the knife technique is more urgent...

With one knife passing by, the rolled river water turned into a dreamy bubble.

In the bubble, those paintings, faces with the same face but different expressions were all stacked in front of Wen Tailou's eyes.

"Slay! Slay! Slay!" Wen Tailou's hand trembled rapidly, and the beautiful sword light seemed to be wrapped in a long dream river.

The ancient magical powers danced wildly with the Tianquan sword, and the rushing magic power promoted the powerful true energy, and wanted to vent the sword light.

The two are definitely different, but they have repeatedly collided with evenly matched sword lights, constantly biting and entangled.

The ancient magic power emitted a very refreshing laugh.

"Okay! OK! Faster! Faster! Stronger! Stronger! Be stronger!" The ancient magical sword danced into a ball, and the sword light teared everything, with an irresistible will.

And these words fell into Wen Tailou's ears, but he seemed to see the real picture.

I saw the ancient Shentong riding a snow-white horse, grabbing the white horse's mane, and galloping freely.

He slapped the white horse's buttocks with a long knife, and then laughed wildly.

It was the horse from Wentailou, the horse he was most familiar with, but the horse ran under someone else's crotch in a posture he was unfamiliar with, and then made a soul neigh, as if he had never given such a refreshing speed.

Scarlet blood appeared on Wen Tailou's eyes.

His body had begun to bulge his high muscles.

The blood vessels burst out on his body. He held the knife in his hand and slashed it even more fiercely.

At this time, no one can explain how much force the knife he swung had energy-generating.

Even the ancient magical power seemed to be suppressed by him, and the only thing he beaten was to resist.

On the bank of the river, there were a group of elder-level monks, who shook their heads and sighed.

"Full cannot be long, but hard cannot be defended... Wentailou has lost... Although the ancient magic power is crazy, he is still rational. He used to push forward because there is no enemy in one combination. But now... he found Wentailou and noticed Wentailou's madness and collapse, so he was deliberately waiting for his momentum to run out. When Wentailou's momentum slowed down, it was the time when the ancient magic power counterattacked." The elder of the Sword Sect said slowly.

"Go and invite him!"

"Next, whether you can force the ancient magical powers to retreat depends on him!" said the elder of the Sword Sect.

The battle on the river was indeed as the elder said.

Wen Tailou is venting his catharsis freely, but the ancient magic powers are tightly guarding the small part of the land. They are as stable as Mount Tai without advancing or retreating.

Bang!

It was like a string suddenly broke.

Wen Tailou's body began to swell.

All the vital acupoints on his body also burst into blood mist.

Perhaps there is no limit to some kind of blessing, but the person who carries this power has its limit.

In the final analysis, Wen Tailou is just a warrior who has not even become a master.

His limit is here.

After the hustle and bustle, the bleak ended.

As the blood splattered, Wen Tailou used all his last trace of power to give Gu Shentong a knife.

This sword finally broke the defense, but it was like the respect and mercy given to him by ancient magical powers.

The beard on Gu Shentong's face was shaved off a small bun.

Looking at Wentai Tower lying in the scarlet river, the ancient magic power stood on the surface of the river and quietly realized something.

Then the surging momentum was restrained a little, becoming more steady and deeper.

At this time, the ancient magic power did not return and killed the people in the martial arts world who were watching on the shore.

He stood quietly on the river and then raised his head.

Under the clear sky above my head, a figure in a white cloak hovered above the sky, looking down at the crowd under my feet.

"When I arrived, the people were scattered, and when I arrived, all kinds of flowers bloomed."

"I have a sword that can open the world, cut mountains and rivers, cut stars, and judge life and death."

"Who can be a fight?"

An inexplicable arrogance, a trembling aura that made people tremble and couldn't help but be amazed, emanated from the figure on the back of the crane.

Gu Shentong looked up at the figure, jumped into the sky and stood side by side with him.

"I am the ancient magic power, who are you?" The ancient magic power looked at the man in front of him.

He seemed ordinary, but his every move had endless charm. Although he couldn't explain it clearly, it seemed that every move had the highest truth.

The man standing on the back of the crane, carrying his hands on his back, said leisurely: "My name is Jiuxuan. I have discussed Taoism with the Three Emperors, and I have also drunk with Xiao Nu, and have witnessed the rise and fall of one era after another. Ancient magical powers! I have heard of your name before. Do you know why you are not as good as Xiao Nu?"

Gu Shentong said angrily: "I am not as good as Xiao Nu? He is just a despicable villain and an ignorant junior... If he hadn't used his tricks, how could I have been delayed to this point and had already broken the void."

The man on the crane's back shook his head and said, "No! You are not as good as him. You only see the broken void, you only see what you hold in your hand, but you don't see what you outside your palm. Three inches of the palm is the heart, three feet outside the palm is the mind, and three feet outside the Tao is the Tao. If you don't see the heart, don't see the mind, don't see the Tao, what can you compare with Xiao Nu?"

When the ancient Shentong heard this, he became silent and sneered: "After all, it's just a battle. If you fight me, you win... I will believe what you say."

Jiuxuan shook his head and said, "You have a big battle with your strong enemy. Your breath is unstable, and your murderous intent is boiling. It seems strong, but in fact it has already lost its inch. I will let you go back and rest for ten days. Ten days later, you and I will fight on the top of Mount Tai!"

After saying that, Jiuxuan controlled the crane and flew towards the distance.

The ancient magic power wanted to catch up, but after thinking about it, he still restrained himself.

Then it turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

On the bank of the river, the elder of the Sword Sect touched the cold sweat on his forehead and finally let out a long breath.

Naturally, there are no peerless masters in this world.

That Jiuxuan is just a liar who has practiced the void magical skill.

If he doesn't do it, it will give people the illusion that he must be very strong.

The consequence of practicing the void magic skill is that you cannot practice real martial arts skills, and your actual combat power is no different from that of ordinary people.
Chapter completed!