Yao sword technique understands the "one birth, two, three births, and three births of all things". That is, the supreme sword technique can cover all things in the world.

In other words, sword techniques can be seen in all things.

The lines are divided into six realms.

The sword art that Murong Haoyue had just come out has reached the fifth line. The so-called fifth line is the extreme state of "a step into the sky, and the sky is in its peak" in sword art.

But Liu Yao has never seen anyone.

Wudang is the supreme emperor of the Xuanmen in the Jianghu. Before the sword ancestor was granted the exile path, there were many immortals. Immortals would understand the only world of their own in their original Taoist and martial arts, and pass on them through this.

But in front of Yao Jianzhi, no matter who he is, he can only practice until the fifth Yao stops by himself.

Because the sixth line that goes up the fifth line is no longer the extreme realm, but the Wuji.

When you reach this state, you have lost the possibility of realizing heaven and earth.

In this state, one needs to sacrifice oneself to this world.

Integrate with all things in the world!

The nine heavens thunder fell, gathering the six thunder swords into a stream of light!

"What's going on!" The Taoist priests on the mountain road were shocked when they heard the thunder in the sky.

Mo Wendong put his sleeves together, causing the green clouds above Mu Peak to fall down, making him linger around him. The immortal master was invincible and his internal power was even more exhausted, and instantly condensed the clouds into ice!

The lightning fell on the ice, making the sky look brighter and brighter, enough to cover the sky!

The Taoist priests on the mountain road could not open their eyes for a moment! The entire Fuyao City under Mu Peak, and even most of the northern border, seemed to have fallen into an endless fairyland, unable to see the scenery in front of them, nor even more so, life and death!

Xiao Haochen stood in front of the blazing light that was so close to him and gently spit out a word.

"break."

The sound of vague cracking sounded.

Mo Wendong shook his sleeves and sent the lightning light back to the sky with Qingyun.

Xiao Haochen looked at him, "Mr. Mo."

"So this is your last son." Mo Wendong's tone was calm.

Xiao Haochen took a step forward, "How?"

Mo Wendong looked at Murong Haoyue who was stunned in the spot, "Using his hatred for you, he tried his best to practice swords. While the people in the Taoist sect were afraid of being invaded, he also made Yao's sword technique gradually reach its peak. At the last moment, he bathed it with fairy blood, so that the sword could enter the realm of Liuyao. It was really a good chess move."

In an instant, the lightning in the sky dissipated.

But it left an autumn rain for the world.

Mo Wendong also spitted blood at this moment. Although he had tried his best to stop this attack at the last moment, the Liuyao sword even the Taoist practitioners who have always practiced in Wudang were afraid of the end. How terrible the power was, it still hurt him in the end.

The broken sound just now was a sign that his immortal body began to break.

"It's worthy of being Mr. Mo, he is not dead." Xiao Haochen said lightly.

Mo Wendong shook his head, "It's almost done."

"Then Mr. Mo, this game of chess?" Xiao Haochen also asked what he wanted to ask.

Mo Wendong looked at the purple thunder sword mark that was forever frozen on Chenwei Tianyi, and sighed softly: "You won." These four words undoubtedly made a conclusion for today's earth-shaking chess game.

Xiao Haochen's lips raised slightly, "Take it."

"But from now on, there will be only two people in the world who can be my opponent. One is about to die, and the other is about to go to Meishou Jianzhu." Mo Wendong looked up at the raindrops in the sky, "In the end, I will only win."

"As much autumn rain falls, there will be many spring flowers all over the branches." Xiao Haochen shook his head, "Don't ask, you will eventually lose this game of chess."

"On the way back, remember to look back more." Mo Wendong did not comment, but bent down and picked up Ling Xingjiu Tu.

Xiao Haochen frowned, "Why?"

"Because there are so many places worthy of attachment in the world." After leaving this sentence, Mo Wendong rushed out of the building.

"I heard you say that, this road seems to be very difficult to walk." Xiao Haochen smiled and watched Mo Wendong go far away.

An incredible voice sounded from behind, "Are you going to die?"

Xiao Haochen turned around and said, "Senior Brother."

"Is it you who was dying he just mentioned?" Murong Haoyue asked in a trembling voice.

Mo Haochen smiled and asked back, "Will I die?"

It was like when he was a child, he asked the innocent question that knew the answer.

"I deserve it." Murong Haoyue grinned and grinned.

Is it really worthy of sin? No, it is impossible! Who would regard his life as a pawn!

But no matter how Murong Haoyue escaped in her heart, the facts kept moving closer to his terrible guess.

First, the youngest brother shouted through the sky, and then Xiao Haochen resolutely tapped the chess piece on his chest. All signs indicate that this was a killing game against Mo Wendong that was painstakingly set by Xiao Haochen.

And this game of chess is a foregone conclusion.

"Impossible!" Murong Haoyue stepped forward and tried to erase the terrifying guess in her heart.

But his whole body seemed to have passed through nothingness and penetrated Xiao Haochen's body.

"It is said that the immortal is so supreme that he will never die." Xiao Haochen looked at the sky in the west, "It turned out that the old turtle lied to me."

“I will not only die.”

"I won't forget anything, too."

To the west of Jiuzhou, on the sea of ​​Jiutian.

The old Taoist stood at the bow of the boat, but saw a meteor passing through the sky.

"I didn't expect that I could also see meteors on this sea." The old Taoist said with a smile.

"Did the Taoist priest read it wrong?" The fisherman who was rowing the boat shook his head, "This sea is covered by clouds all year round, and he never sees a meteor."

The old Taoist was stunned and watched the meteor disappear at the end of the sky, then suddenly realized something.

Silent tears slid from the corners of my eyes.

"Senior brother, I'll give it to you." Xiao Haochen lowered his head and took out a flower from his arms.

Even though his body was covered with scars, the flower was still as intact as before.

Murong Haoyue couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

"Senior brother, go back to the mountain. I have already told the junior brother to prepare a banquet." Xiao Haochen released the flowers in his hand, "I'm waiting for you to go back and get married."

"It's a pity that I can't see this wedding." Xiao Haochen sighed, "I hope that after death it can turn into a snow and fall into the world."

"Why!" Murong Haoyue still didn't come back to her senses and shouted fiercely!

"Because there is you in this world."

Murong Haoyue's pupils shrank, and she wanted to go over the flowers and look at Xiao Haochen.

But I saw Xiao Haochen smiled slightly and closed his eyes.

He was trapped in the fate of the Wudang Gemini and should have been guarding the mountains, but he resolutely stepped into the world.

The court was covered in dust, just to find the flaws in Mo Wendong's chess game.

In the eyes of Taoist sect, he was rebellious.

There is even deep hatred between me and my senior brother.

And all of this disappeared at this moment as the immortal body turned into a breeze and disappeared.
Chapter completed!