Chapter 7

At the top of Jianshan mountain, nine holy swords are inserted on the bluestone.

It's a sharp sword, and it's a hundred feet around.

In this hundred Zhang, only nine swords have a foothold. As for other swords, they can't enter this hundred Zhang, just like a sword field.

A hundred feet away, a young man with sword eyebrows was staring at the nine holy swords. His eyes were burning, with an irresistible desire.

"Now that I have reached Yuanying's perfection, I must be recognized by Shengjian today! Prove that my murongxuan is not under nangonghuang! "

Murong Xuan is full of ambition and looks like he will win.

He stepped into the range of the holy sword. In a moment, the sword around him was pressing on him fiercely!

The meaning of the holy sword, even if it is used to test, is not completely liberated and can not be withstood by ordinary practitioners.

Faced with the pressure of the sword, Murong Xuan had been prepared. The spirit power gushed out from the soul market in his body and surrounded his body to resist the sword.

Step by step

Murongxuan's step is firm and the pilgrimage sword is close!

The closer you are, the more powerful and terrible the sword will be!

When he was 50 feet away from the holy sword, Murong Xuan's forehead was already covered with sweat. He felt that he was like a mountain, and it was very difficult for him to take every step.

High sky, there are several people are paying attention to Murong Xuan.

They are four men and two women.

Every one of them is wearing gorgeous Xuan robes. If a disciple of xuantianzong sees them, he will recognize that they are all Taoists of xuantianzong!

Daozi is the most outstanding disciple in practicing Daoism!

In particular, xuantianzong, who has passed on for thousands of years, has been a sage and a Taoist orthodoxy, and each of them is the supreme pride in the world.

There's nothing wrong with calling a unicorn.

"Do you think murongxuan will be recognized by Shengjian this time?"

A Taoist priest said with a playful smile.

"He has failed nearly ten times, and it is estimated that this time he will have enough suspense." A Taoist said indifferently.

"That's not necessarily true. I heard that Murong Xuan has broken through to Yuanying's perfection. Maybe he can succeed this time?"

"There is a chance."

"If he succeeds, Nangong Huang will have more than one opponent."

Several people talked about it.

And below, Murong Xuan suddenly long drink.

"Tianyang sword formula!"

A lot of spirit power gushed from murongxuan's body.

The Blazing Sword Qi erupted, forming a ring of fire around Murong Xuan's body, competing with the spirit of the holy sword.

Murong Xuan's body is light and her pressure is greatly reduced.

"Tianyang sword formula of supreme Dharma!"

"Ha, his power is stronger than before. If he really breaks through to Yuanying's perfection, maybe this time he can get the holy sword."

There are some miracles in the sky.

In addition to the three sages' dharmas, there are also some supreme dharmas in Xuantian holy land, which can only be practiced by zhenzhuan and Daozi.

Forty feet Thirty feet Twenty feet

Ten feet!

It's only ten feet away from the sword!

Murong Xuan's eyes are fixed on a red holy sword, which is the red practice of holy sword and the goal of his trip!

Red practice of holy sword is the most suitable holy sword for him.

To yang to just! Supremacy!

His Chiyang Taoist system can definitely double his fighting power. At that time, apart from nangonghuang and xuantianzong, he will not be afraid of anyone. Even in the young generation of qinglongyu, he can walk horizontally except a few demons.

Close to the holy sword, the sword will be more terrifying.

Even the friars in yuanyingjing could not bear it.

However, Murong Xuan is not an ordinary monk Yuan Ying. He is the supreme pride of heaven. He is a rare Chiyang Taoist body and has practiced the sage Dharma!

The foundation and combat power are far superior to the monks in the same realm!

"The secret of Nine Yang gods!"

Murongxuan's inner spiritual power is the best.

After him, there were four groups of spiritual power rising up in the air, turning into four dazzling suns, whistling with a terrible heat wave!!

Nine Yang formula, one of the three sages of xuantianzong!

A few Daozi all are facial expression tiny change.

"Nine Yang formula, four Yang in the same day, this is the fourth weight, and look at this power, it is estimated that it will soon break through to the fifth weight."

"Tut, Murong Xuan is a Chiyang Taoist. He is much faster and more powerful than other monks in practicing the Nine Yang formula. If he gets another Chiyang training, he will be able to compete with Nangong Huang!"

At this time, Murong Xuan, who has used the Nine Yang formula, is crossing the last ten Zhang distance, nine Zhang, eight Zhang, seven Zhang, six Zhang

Finally, he finally came to the front of the red practice sword.

In a short distance of ten feet, he walked several times harder than before, but the smile on his face did not decrease. His eyes were burning. He looked at the red drill in front of him, "holy sword red drill, surrender to me!"He held out his hand and grasped the handle of the red sword.

Buzz, buzz!

The Chilian sword vibrated and its Qi gushed out.

But Murong Xuan had expected this for a long time, and all the spiritual power in his body gushed out to suppress the sword Qi, and the four rounds of sun behind him became more and more dazzling.

This is the last stage.

"Chi Lian, I'm the most suitable sword master for you! Why resist? "

"You recognize me as the Lord, and I will make you famous all over the world in the future!"

"It's not impossible for you to be a soldier of the emperor, even when I get the throne one day! So surrender

Murong Xuan, while suppressing the sword Qi, persuades Chi Lian that the holy weapon is spiritual. He hopes to be recognized by it.

As if he had been convinced, Chi Lian gradually reduced his sword Qi.

Murong Xuan see this in the heart of a joy, pull out red practice!

"Ha ha, Chi Lian, you won't regret it!"

Instant.

People and sword resonate, murongxuan momentum like rainbow!

Several Taoists were shocked.

"He really made it!"

"After nangonghuang, another Dao Zi was approved by Shengjian!"

"Well, someone's coming."

Suddenly, some Taoists seem to have found something. Looking not far away, they see a man walking slowly hundreds of feet away from the holy sword.

The man was dressed in a white Kirin robe with wide sleeves and a jade crown. His temperament was ethereal. Everywhere he passed, his swords were buzzing and trembling.

Swords seem to greet their king! Their God!

"Who is this man? It seems that there is some kind of Taoist rhyme in his actions. It seems that he is relegated to immortals. It's extraordinary."

"And what about those swords? How do I feel that these swords are welcoming this man? It's a bit incredible

"I've heard of this man. He's the new chief disciple."

"Chief? Isn't that our elder martial brother? "

Several Taoist priests looked at each other, then stared at the comer.

And Murong Xuan is holding red practice, face excited.

Although Chi Lian hasn't fully recognized him as the master, he only temporarily obtained the right to use the holy sword, but as long as he is good at cultivation, and his future cultivation is gradual, he will be able to make Chi Lian completely used by him!

Just when Murong Xuan is imagining the scene of killing all sides with red practice in his hand in the future, red practice sword suddenly vibrates again.

No, it's not just red training.

The rest of the swords trembled.

Seems to be excited, to whom!

"What's the matter?"

Murong Xuan frowned slightly. It was the first time that he saw this kind of situation. He noticed something. He turned and looked at the Madman of Chu who was walking slowly. It was him, and his eyes inevitably showed a touch of surprise.

"This man How handsome

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