Chapter 305 The First Sword of Fengyun

"Well, I smell a similar scent in this wind and sand. It's almost the same as the person who chopped down last time. Are they raising a pair of twin evil gods?"

"This wave is that the demon sect has added two new envoys of darkness or left and right guardians, whose status is higher than the three?"

"Maybe the local demon sect has added four new Dharma Kings, five Sanren, ten elders and twelve hall masters?"

"Should I say it or not, if there are four heavenly kings, I recommend Duanmu to take the throne."

"Well, forget it, I don't have the heart to distinguish these small reinforcements from the local demon sect. If you encounter them, just die."

The above are the various inner thoughts of Gu Meng. On the surface, he remained calm and said directly to Gu Kongshan: "I am still somewhat confident about these demon cult monsters. Let me take care of them from now on."

Gu Kongshan was a little confused, what did this man mean?

But it must be a good intention, but he is a little too arrogant. He took a breath and said gracefully: "Thank you Gu Daxia for your kindness. Let's go together. This wind and sand cover the sky and the sun. Last time Gu Daxia was able to find someone in this storm." It must have been quite difficult for the demon, and we will be more confident this time as we go together."

Gu Meng thought to himself, well, it took some effort to find him for the first time last time. This time he will definitely be faster with experience, and there are more people on the opposite side this time. From a distance, there is a demonic energy rising into the sky. Maybe he didn't want to divide his troops and hide, so he just If you stay in a group, you don’t need to spend much energy.

In addition, if it weren't for the fact that he could easily kill everyone except the teammates he knew with one strike, the sword energy would inevitably accidentally injure the righteous people of the four major sects. He used all his strength to kill everyone within the scope of the sandstorm. A matter of one move.

On the other hand, Gu Kongshan thought that if he roped in this group of extraordinary people, even if he encountered an ambush, it would not be that dangerous.

But he was not careless. What if these people were spies of the Demon Cult? Therefore, when Gu Meng was walking with him, Gu Kongshan opened the box in his arms.

Suddenly, the light of the sword suddenly shone brightly, shining directly into the sky. White clouds gathered in the sky, the surrounding wind turned into a dragon, and the sandstorm disappeared.

I saw that it was a long knife covered with a layer of clear light. The handle was simple and unpretentious, as if it were made of ordinary wood. On one side of the blade, the light blue pattern shone with a breathtaking light, forming a long and lasting charm. The five-clawed real dragon, under its claws, the clouds roll and relax.

Gu Kongshan took out the Fengyun Knife and carried the knife case behind him.

It was only then that everyone saw the other side of Fengyun Knife. The dark red light formed a lifelike tiger, and the breeze was lingering around it.

Gu Meng glanced at it and then looked squarely at it.

This sword is also top-grade among the exterior treasure weapons. No wonder. After all, it is related to the Demon Lord, so it is not without foundation. Let alone the treasure weapons, even using four ordinary magic weapons is low-end, boss. Naturally, we would not skimp on the quality of our treasures if we put some treasures on them.

So he praised: "The dragon follows the clouds, the wind follows the tiger, what a great knife!"

"It's a good knife."

Gu Kongshan's strength position is like that of Zuo Lengchan, but his behavior is very similar to that of Yue Buqun before he turned into a black man. He is quite a gentleman. Only when it comes to this Fengyun Sword, he has a hint of pride.

"I also have a good knife, and I would like to ask the owner of the ancient manor to taste it."

Gu Kongshan looked at the two unsheathed long swords on Gu Meng's back and felt a little strange. Could this man still be good at swordsmanship?

But why didn't he have a knife on him? Only the young monk in the group carried a knife. This little monk carried the sword for him? Or is he hiding a knife up his sleeve?

But soon, this doubt disappeared, and all attention was diverted, because a knife that cannot be ignored appeared in the world!

The sword energy is extremely domineering, as if it can carry all the great power in the world, divide the heaven and earth from the chaos, one sword reaches the sky, and the sword goes straight into the underworld. When seeing this sword, it is not just a mountain, but also as if seeing the law, as if all the wonderful truths of the world are It's all in this knife.

Gu Meng is this knife.

The light of the sword lit up, and he directly and condescendingly pressed down the treasured Fengyun Sword that had just come out of the box and was eager to try. When the impermanent and formless Fengyun Sword also fell silent, there was only one sword in the world.

Gu Meng didn't even raise his palms to make a virtual slash forward. Instead, he could see the invisible and tangible sword-shaped air flowing around his body pushing forward at will. He saw a violent storm blowing away the sand and dust, revealing a bright road.

Not only the indigenous Gu Kongshan, but also Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Meng Qi and other teammates were stunned...

This feeling is unmistakable, this must be a dharma body level magical skill.

I didn't expect Brother Gu's martial arts attainments to be so high. Not only was he powerful in swordsmanship, but he also had this kind of knife skills. He was also very good at all his internal skills and even his fists and kicks during the sparring. He was indeed a genius.

Moreover, the mastery of this sword technique is far superior to that of Jiang Zhiwei, who can barely perform the "Sword Out of Selflessness" move. Although I have never seen the immortal take action in person, so it is difficult to compare, but I feel intuitively that this is like a complete mastery of the Dharma Body. It feels like magic.

Even if someone with a high level of martial arts is in front of them, they can only rely on their realm and personality to overwhelm them. If they only demonstrate martial arts with location-level power, they may not necessarily be stronger than Gu Meng now.

Gu Kongshan had lost the ability to think. As a swordsman, he looked at the chaos, the beginning of the world, the great power, but it was not stained by dust. It was like the law of nature, and the majestic sword was like seeing the true god. murmured:

"What kind of knife is this?"

"Ba Dao!"

"The Ba Dao...is really a good knife."

"It is indeed a good knife."

Gu Meng stood with his hands behind his back, showing the air of a master.

This move is a by-product of exploring the fusion of forces, the nameless Fusion Blade Technique.

While creating his own art, the biggest root of it is still his endless martial arts treasure book Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong, just like Jiang Zhiwei, who took the sword out of selflessness as the foundation, mastered the swords of Xijian Pavilion, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique and the Exorcism Sword Technique, and created a style of Yanluo Tie.

Gu Meng's single-style Ba Dao is equivalent to the ultimate plus in this aspect. This slash will probably make Gu Meng, a master of all martial arts, feel familiar.

Gu Meng feels that if the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art is a byproduct of Yuanshi Tianzun's exploration of transcendence, this Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong may be a revised version of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art after Taishang Laojun took it and prostituted it. After all, they are three pure and one, and to some extent they are also shared like Gu Meng.

Maybe the First Life Laojun has evolved again because of his research on Gu Meng, a special existence. Gu Meng has new experiences every time he uses the art, which is extremely mysterious and indescribable. It can be imagined that after the realm is improved, this magic art will be separated from the foundation-building stage of the low-level martial arts style and truly reveal its uniqueness.

Looking at Gu Meng's back, Xiao Meng suddenly felt that ordinary swordsmen were not very cool. With a muscular body and fierce swordsmanship, he looked like a bandit. But if he could become a peerless swordsman, he would be really handsome.

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In the station of Zhaixing Tower, many tents were blown away directly. Many disciples were lost in the sandstorm. They could not see things clearly and could not hear any sound. There was no way to rescue each other. They had to guard the door carefully and move closer to the place where the wind and sand were weaker.

Near the main tent, the devil's energy was lingering and black, blocking the owner of Zhaixing Tower and several elders and disciples who arrived one step late.

The other two of the three statues of the Demon Sect, the Heaven, the Earth and the Man have arrived. There are also ten elders who have not appeared in the original world line. Now the difficulty has increased and they have been promoted by adventures. Some of the ten elders have died in the previous attack on Gu Meng's team. The rest are almost all here.

Some of these elders flashed in the wind and sand, some were filthy with "fallen stars", and some were filled with demonic energy. They were not afraid of pain or trauma, and their flesh and blood kept wriggling to recover, blocking the owner of Zhaixing Tower and others who were desperately trying to rescue them.

In a hurry, although the number of masters from Zhaixing Tower was superior, they could not move forward.

In the tent, a white-haired old man with eyebrows and beards was raised, staring at the middle-aged man in front of him. There were strands of blood oozing from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes. The silver-white metal gloves on his palms were entangled and bound by strands of deep and dark demonic energy, making it difficult to exert their power.

The middle-aged man opposite him was unusually thin, and his palms were pressed in the strands of deep demonic energy, as if they were there and not there, as if they were melted in it.

The middle-aged thin man had strange blood and sweat on his forehead, and he did not look relaxed, but he had a relaxed smile on his face, looking at the back of the white-haired old man.

Behind the white-haired old man, an evil demon with long hair and thick eyebrows stretched, holding the other man's shoulders with both hands.

It can be seen that the white-haired old man's muscles are constantly rising and falling, as if something is rapidly flowing into the demon's body.

These two people are the current leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei, and the right protector who also raises a little ghost... uh, raises the evil god. His eldest brother has been killed by Gu Meng.

The old man was attacked from both sides. Hu Buwei used a strange magic skill to absorb his alien power that should have been difficult to absorb in the front, and the little evil god directly devoured his flesh and blood in the back.

After a few breaths, the white-haired old man's muscles shrank, and he fell to the ground slowly as if his whole body was losing energy. His eyes were confused and his mouth was hoarse: "Demon, demon... Go away!"

The remaining people in Zhaixing Tower were shocked when they saw Hu Buwei's magic skill. Seeing that the Supreme Elder was dying, they had to retreat unwillingly.

Hu Buwei was not careless in the face of the legendary "magic weapon" Star Picking Hand. He continued to use the magic skill "Star Absorbing Technique" that he picked up from the sky by chance, and controlled the white-haired old man. The deep and terrifying demonic energy always wrapped around the pair of silver-white metal gloves. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he took it off the old man's hands.

The right protector went a step further and directly cut off his hands and feet, dug out his eyes, and swallowed them.

The white-haired old man was tortured by the evil spirit again, and constantly provided painful negative emotions. Before he died, blood and tears flowed from the hollows of his eyes, and he kept shouting: "The demon sect harmed me, I must take revenge, the demon sect harmed me, I must take revenge!"

Hu Buwei just smiled when he saw his men eating people. Our demon sect should be like this. People infected by the demonic energy will become monsters, it's just a matter of time.

This time, the Demon Lord was truly protecting them. They were absolutely unable to control the four divine weapons that were also sent from heaven. However, this Star Absorbing Art, which originated from the outer world, was created by an unknown demon. It was extremely mysterious, and the Star-Picking Hand was just restrained by him.

Now one of the four divine weapons is missing. He can also forcibly use the magic energy of the Star Absorbing Art to control the divine weapon and strengthen it again. Gukongshan is no longer his opponent. Hahahahaha! I am already invincible! Who can kill me?

The right protector ate the tonic, and a bright red flashed across his face, which disappeared immediately. He stroked his palm with satisfaction and said, "Master, what should we do next?"

"I originally thought that I would wait for a while after taking away the divine weapon. After all, my Holy Church suffered heavy losses in the previous melee, and its strength is not necessarily stronger than that of the righteous. I didn't expect that this Star Absorbing Technique is so mysterious. I have already used the Star Picking Hand. I am already invincible in the world. There is no need to say more. Let's go directly to the headquarters of Fengyun Manor. We will kill Gukongshan and the gang of power gangs!"

"Master is mighty!"

"Master is invincible, the master of the Holy Church, with both literary and martial virtues, will unify the world for thousands of years!"

Seeing that the Star Absorbing Technique easily suppressed the power of the divine weapon, many elders and disciples became excited and offered all kinds of flattery. Hu Buwei was not the kind of person who was a tyrant. He was considered a capable leader in the history of the Demon Cult. However, at this time, he was about to reach the peak of his life, and it was inevitable that he was complacent and difficult to control himself.

Let alone this kind of real flattery, even if it was an electronic traitor, our Cyber ​​Emperor would be very useful.

"Okay, let's go! Today, my Demon Cult is destined to prosper!"

At this moment, an ominous red shadow had already stood in front of Hu Buwei and others.

"Hmm? Who are you?"

"Of course you are from the Demon Cult."

Hu Buwei didn't say anything, but the elder in charge of personnel jumped out and asked loudly:

"Which flag and hall are you from? You participated in the attack on Zhaixing Tower... Why haven't I, Tong Baixiong, seen you before? Did you sneak in from the righteous path?"

"Hehe... The righteous path, hahahaha..."

The man in red was already emitting a monstrous demonic aura in his wild laughter, and his red clothes were already emitting an astonishing bloody smell. In the hallucination, it seemed that blood could drip.

The wild laughter suddenly stopped, and the man in blood clothes just covered his mouth, but there was no sound.

The wind and sand between heaven and earth stopped in mid-air, and everything faded in people's inexplicable illusions. Everything was too quiet, so that the body could still move, but he didn't dare to move, fearing the horror that would come if this tranquility was broken.

"Righteousness, evil? Heavenly, human! My way! My way..."

"Alas..."

The figure seemed to change his posture and waved his hand, but it seemed that he had never moved. Tong Baixiong, the master of the Demon Cult who had spoken before but now dared not move, exploded on the spot, and blood mist splashed all over the other elders around him.

Still no one moved.

"Boring..."

So, Hu Buwei also died, taking his ambitions with him.

The sky also changed at the same time, the yellow sand stagnated, faded, and gradually turned into blood sand all over the sky.

It is not as simple as those who raise evil gods using the power of nature to guide the spirit to change the weather. It is completely a combination of inside and outside, and the mind image infects the sky. There is no doubt that this is a genuine exterior scene.

"Divine weapon? Demonic energy? No... This feeling, this feeling is like... the legendary immortal... No, no, no, this demonic energy... Lord Demon? Lord Demon!"

Most of the elders who had the adventure also died, and the blood-stained man did not seem to be ready to accept their surrender.

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The wind was raging, and the clouds were emptying.

Gu Meng, with his domineering sword energy overflowing, had already approached the chaotic Zhaixing Tower.

"Lord Luo? Where is Elder Qi?" Gu Kongshan saw the Lord of Zhaixing Tower who was about to chase into the sandstorm.

Hearing Gu Kongshan's voice, Lord Luo was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said excitedly: "Lord Gu, Elder Qi of our sect was surrounded and killed by the demon, and the Zhaixing Hand was also taken away! I saw with my own eyes that the leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei, had mastered the magic skills and was invincible!"