Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, Dongjitian.

Before, the stars hung upside down, the sun and the moon alternated, and the mountains and seas shook.

And now, all that is gone.

The vast and mysterious sky gradually became apparent, like a knife cutting down.

The sword intent burst out, shaking the earth.

The river of death and silence rolled out and could flood the Tianyin Sect at any time.

It’s just that the stars fell on Tianyin Sect and pushed back the river of death.

Sicheng looked at the sky, and the heaven and earth that suddenly appeared came down with endless suppressive power.

Xiao Sansheng was as small as an ant under the knife.

There is no way to fight back.

"Uncle?" Xu Bai asked immediately.

He was not in the middle of the battle, but even from a distance he felt a feeling of palpitations.

Terrified all over.

"The gap is too big." Si Cheng said.

Anyone with eyes can see how huge the gap is between Xiao Sansheng and Dong Jitian.

It's like a natural chasm, insurmountable.

Hong Yuye, who was watching the battle below, kept looking at the sky. The tea beside him had turned cold at some point.

In the dark, the old smoker took a heavy drag on his cigarette, a little unbelievable: "At the beginning of the fight, I thought that Xiao Sansheng wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but I didn't expect that Dongjitian would already use such a move."

At this time, everyone saw the vast world cut down and enveloping Jiang Hao.

People watching from the outside cannot personally experience the seventh form of the Heavenly Sword.

At this time, Jiang Hao looked at the falling seventh form of the Heavenly Sword and felt that he was being squeezed and chopped into pieces.

escape.

This is the most direct feeling in his heart.

Must escape from here.

Otherwise, death is inevitable.

He felt despair in his heart, but his body moved forward involuntarily.

The corners of his mouth even started to crack.

This is laughable.

Reason told him to run away quickly, otherwise he would be doomed.

But the subconscious mind of his body burst out with an unprecedented fighting spirit.

Even if you die, you can't take a step back.

The Heavenly Sword and the Heavenly Sword did not run away from the battle.

After escaping and facing the opponent, he could no longer pull out the knife in his hand.

So for the sake of your own knife, you must not escape.

Even if you die!

In an instant, Jiang Hao abandoned all thoughts and walked away with the heavenly sword in hand.

The first move of the Heavenly Sword is to cut the moon.

A full moon cuts out.

Just the moment it touched that patch of sky, the moonlight shattered.

The second form of the Heavenly Sword is to suppress the mountain.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains and seas collapsed.

The third form of the Heavenly Sword, Meteor.

The stars are annihilated.

He asked in the fifth form of the Heavenly Sword.

The earthworm shakes the tree.

The sixth form of Heavenly Sword, Galaxy.

The endless stars are dim and broken.

Looking at all this, Jiang Hao wielded the last knife he knew how to do.

The fourth form of Heavenly Sword, no regrets.

However, the moment he rushed into the range of the seventh form, all his strength was crushed.

The ruthless knife intent penetrated his body.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, and the feeling of despair came instantly.

It suffocated him even more.

Blood spilled and flesh turned into mist.

Even if he held the Heavenly Sword in his hand to support himself, he could not stop the coming of this sword.

"It's useless. You have too little knowledge to understand what heaven is, and no one has left a trace for you."

Dongjitian's voice came.

Jiang Hao could hardly hear what he said.

Holding the knife tightly in his hand, the feeling in his body told him that he still had one last knife left to cut.

but

No matter what, he still couldn't make this cut.

It was as if his body was restraining him.

He kept reviewing the secret manual of the Seven Heavenly Sword Styles.

But all the records about the seventh form in his mind remained unchanged and were blank.

In the seventh form, he cannot know anything.

Except for that name.

But the seventh form cannot be performed with just the name.

He couldn't figure it out for a while.

Perhaps it really requires sufficient knowledge and experience in the endless sword skills of heaven and earth to reflect the magic formula for the seventh form.

But I have nothing.

Feeling the unbearable pain in his body, Jiang Hao wanted to use his sword skills to resist.

But he had already used all the first six moves of the Heavenly Sword, and there was nothing he could do.

This is still the embodiment of the sword's intention.

If you add cultivation.

He will disappear in an instant.

There was a rumble.

A clicking sound followed, the sound of bones breaking in the body.

But he didn't back down.

I want to break through the constraints of my body and cut out the knife in my heart.

But there is no sword technique, no sword style, no world sword technique as the basis, no other people's sword style to guide, nothing can be swung out at all.

I can only hold on to the knife in my hand, refusing to give up or admit defeat.

The endless unwillingness could only make him grit his teeth and hold on for dear life.

But the physical restraint did not weaken.

The Heavenly Sword can never wield a new sword.

Feeling the sound of breaking from his body, Jiang Hao opened his eyes wide and looked at the endless sky.

He felt that there was a complete sky behind the other party.

It can be locked.

Lock the sky.

Jiang Hao thought of Suotian, but he didn't want to use Suotian.

What he needs is the harvest of the Heavenly Sword, rather than using the Sky Lock to block the opponent's knife.

The reason why I think of Suotian is because I think of the day when I realized Suotian.

Looking at the heavenly sword in his hand, Jiang Hao was a little confused.

He seemed to be holding on too tightly.

For a moment, Jiang Hao put down the knife in his hand and looked up at the endless sky.

"Since there are no Kung Fu sword techniques, let me use my body to feel Dongjitian, make up for my shortcomings, and compose my sword techniques."

"If the body is bound, then let me forget where my body is and communicate with that knife in the dark."

The moment Jiang Hao gave up resistance, the knife penetrated his body.

However, Jiang Hao could no longer feel the pain, as if he had entered a mysterious space that was beyond words.

Feeling Dongjitian's sword intention, communicating with the sword in the space.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was just a moment.

Tick ​​tock!

A drop of water falls.

It was his blood that fell on the Heavenly Sword.

At the same time, Jiang Hao, who was in the knife, slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, he raised the knife he had put down.

An indescribable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he dragged his broken body out step by step.

Two-finger sharpening:

"One and a half sentences can understand the mystery, why use thousands of alchemy books?"

Jiang Hao's steps were steady, the heavenly sword kept trembling, and the sword's intention shook the world.

At this time, Jiang Hao had already put down his left hand, and the heavenly sword bloomed with light.

"If a person is not burdened by the shape, it is right before his eyes."

Daluotian.

Jiang Hao swung his sword up, and then slashed it down with all his energy and spirit, making the ultimate slash:

"The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, Da Luotian!"

Boom!

The light of heavenly sword poetry shines in all directions.

The sword's intention rose to the extreme, as if a piece of heaven and earth were split from it.

Outside.

Everyone saw Jiang Hao being covered by Dongjitian.

You can't even feel any breath, and you can't see any figure.

It seemed like it was lost in the sky in the east.

Hong Yuye stood up at some point, looking at Dongjitian in silence.

Don't know what is waiting for.

At this time, there was no more resistance within Dongjitian, and it seemed that it had been defeated.

Hong Yuye looked at all this and moved his hands.

There is red power displayed all over the body.

Just not waiting for her to do anything.

There was a vibration inside Dongjitian, and an incomprehensible blade spread out like ripples on the water.

This sword intention has no sound.

But Hongyuye heard the sound.

The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, Daluotian!

Although small, it exists.

I recommended a new book to a friend. I originally recommended it yesterday but forgot about it, so I recommended it to him in advance today. From a Woodcutter to a Taoist Master.

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