Chapter 818

Chu Xingyun is sitting in the void with his eyes closed. His body is like an ancient tree. He doesn't make any sound. In the vast Tomb of swords, the sound of sword chants rings and the sword tool with handle passes by, which can not disturb the mind.

In the blink of an eye, there is no concept in the past three days.

On this day, Chu Xingyun was still sitting in the void, and the ten thousand sword Scripture was suspended in front of him with a shimmering light and a thick breath. However, the reflection on him disappeared in an instant, just like entering the whirlpool and disappearing.

"One sword is ten thousand swords; one thought is ten thousand thoughts."

Chu Xingyun uttered a sound. His eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of chaos flashed in his pupils: "it turns out that this is the essence of the way of ten thousand swords. Thousands of swordsmanship are originally integrated and should be integrated into one."

Mingwu's voice continued to spread from his mouth. In Chu Xingyun's eyes, the light of chaos became thicker and stronger, and his body moved.

Buzz!

A light of martial spirit blooms and hovers in Chu Xingyun's hand. In an instant, it condenses into a sword, a sword of martial spirit.

As soon as he raised his hand, his heart moved, and his sword came out. The blade of the sword was whistling in the void. It seemed ordinary, but every ray of sword Qi emitted a different breath.

A sword pierces like a thousand swords breaking through the sky!

However, when the sword came to an end in mid air, Chu Xingyun's movement stopped. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said in a loud voice: "by contrast, chaos is not only a sword, but also a thousand swords, without any rules or restrictions!"

Chu Xingyun's body moved again. He swung his sword again. The sword's edge was still mysterious. One sword looked like a thousand swords. But with the blade's piercing, his martial spirit sword became more and more pure, as if entering the realm of returning to nature.

"Chop!"

Without any sign, Chu Xingyun's voice became loud. Suddenly, the sword in his hand was provoked. Thousands of sword tools soared into the sky and were full of sharp breath. Finally, the sword spirit condensed into a storm and burst into chaos. It seemed that he was going to turn the heaven and earth upside down.

This sword is like a slow, solid and fast sword, like a sword, or a thousand swords. It is chaotic and unpredictable. When you feel its existence, the sword has turned into a storm and swept the whole world.

In the void, there was a storm of a hundred meters sword, whistling away. Everything in front of me could not escape the chaos of the sword light. It was shrouded in it and destroyed mercilessly.

Not far away, the ten thousand sword Scripture is still suspended there, but the difference is that the faint light that covers it suddenly becomes strong. It seems that we also feel the terrible chaos of sword violence and resist it.

In the distance, thousands of swords rose into the sky, and they turned into a real dragon, hovering in the air, roaring up to the sky and howling in awe, just like welcoming the arrival of the king.

"Everything is in order, chaos and disorder, but everything existing in the world changes from disorder to order, and then from order to disorder, which is chaos!" Chu Xingyun seems to have touched some kind of mysterious rule, and the chaos sword light in his eyes is so great that it covers the whole eyes.

Boom!

A terrible sound broke out in the void. The sword mountain standing in the middle of the sword tomb exploded. Thousands of swords turned into streamers and scattered all over the space. Each sword was deeply buried in the ground until it was invisible.

"What terrible power." Seeing this scene, Chu Xingyun was shocked. His sword just now, driven by the sword of Wuling, has such terrible power. If it is used as a black hole Epee, its power will be increased several times.

After all, the existence of black holes is chaos!

Chu Xingyun took back the sword of Wuling, and the light of gray and black sword diffused over him. But even so, the changes in the sword tomb did not disperse. In the void, there were nine swords with the real dragon hovering, sending out the sword chanting of shaking the sky. They did not dare to get close to Chu Xingyun. The picture was very frightening.

"It's really feasible to take the ten thousand sword Scripture as a reference. In just three days, I realized the meaning of chaos and officially stepped into chaos kendo." Chu Xingyun recalled the sword just now, and his joy spread out.

At this time, he stepped again and approached the ten thousand sword Scripture with more than one step.

Three days ago, Chu Xingyun was close to the ten thousand sword Scripture. He didn't dare to be careless. He felt that the way of ten thousand swords was too grand and powerful, and he would lose it at any time.

But at this moment, as long as he reaches out his hand, he can take the ten thousand sword Scripture into his pocket. But when he looks at the ten thousand sword Scripture, he is very calm, no joy, no worry.

This shows that Chu Xingyun has already understood the essence of chaos kendo. Even when facing the Tao of ten thousand swords, he can stick to his original intention and never be shaken by it.

Even in his heart, there was a feeling of swallowing the world. The ten thousand sword Scripture was just a foil!

"One sword turns chaos into chaos and disturbs the void of heaven and earth. Then this sword is called sky shaking." Chu Xingyun gave out a hearty laugh, and no longer stayed here. With a stride, he left the sword tomb.

When he walked out of the sword tomb, a touch of warm sunshine came down and covered his body. At the same time, he also reflected on his handsome face. He felt warm and comfortable.Chu Xingyun's body was swept away and came to the top of wanjian mountain.

When you look far away, you can see the whole wanjian Pavilion. At this time, the bloody and decaying atmosphere that permeates all parts of wanjian mountain has already disappeared. All over the mountain, new palaces are rising, showing a strong vitality.

In the wanjian Pavilion, there are countless figures running up and down, either painstakingly, or communicating, or repairing ruins. Almost every blink of an eye, you can feel the change of wanjian Pavilion.

"Everything seems to be going well." Chu Xingyun nodded with satisfaction, and said in his heart.

Before he entered the sword tomb, he once told him to preside over the repair of wanjian Pavilion.

It should be noted that Qi Tianfeng was devastated overnight. All the repair work was under the control of Mo Wang Gong. Now he is in charge of this matter. Of course, he is familiar with the road.

Regardless of thousands of disciples, the eighteen Nine Yang spirit puppets under the control of master Mo Wang are not only powerful and fast, but also tireless. They work day and night, and their efficiency is amazing.

If we go on at this speed, within ten days, the wanjian Pavilion will no longer be in decline.

"Little Lord!" At this time, a thick voice sounded from the side.

Chu Xingyun looked back and saw Chu tiger.

With a simple and honest smile on his face, he rushed over from afar. As soon as he landed, Chu Xingyun raised his eyebrows and joked in his voice: "why, now you still call me the little Lord?"

Chu tiger a Leng, some embarrassed scratched his head and said with a smile: "used to it. I haven't changed it for a while."

As soon as he said this, he immediately raised his head, turned his right hand, and took out two silver glittering storage rings. His tone became serious and said, "master, I have finished sorting out the resources of the two major gates. One represents the wanjian Pavilion, the other represents the ancient star sect."

With that, Chu Hu handed Chu Xingyun two storage rings. From the beginning to the end, he looked at the two storage rings in his eyes. He was very calm and had no greedy thought at all.

Hundreds of thousands of people died in the bloody battle between wanjian Pavilion and Xingchen guzong. Each of them has a lot of cultivation resources, and almost gathers the details of the two schools.

Therefore, Chu Xingyun asked Chu Hu to collect these details, summarize them, and finally hand them over to him.

"Although I have already searched for two details, these cultivation resources can not be ignored. Now, all the cultivation resources belong to me. It's time to continue to refine black hole sword slaves." Chu Xingyun rubbed the two storage rings in his hand. After thinking about it, he also separated out part of his mind and carefully counted the resources inside.

Buzz!

After Chu Xingyun finished counting the cultivation resources of Xingchen guzong, he was just about to count the cultivation resources of wanjian Pavilion. A strong sense of resonance came out, like waves and waves, attacking his body.

To be exact, the attack place of this sense of resonance is not Chu Xingyun's body, but the Vientiane Arm Armor on his right arm!

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