Ten thousand ghost mounds, where yin qi converges, where ten thousand ghosts are clustered.
The reason why this place is called the head of the nine heavens and eight fierce lands, the most terrifying thing is that this place is extremely rich and gloomy.
Walking in these ghosts, the spirits will unknowingly be disturbed by the eerie power, leading to hallucinations, loss of consciousness, and even becoming the walking corpses reverberating here forever.
What is even more terrifying is that the powerful ghosts born out of these yin qi are the spirit devourers who were Lin Yang's old friend who almost caused a catastrophe for the common people in the Qiwu Continent.
This terrible ghost that is almost immune to physical attacks is like the existence of a world-destroying demon in the low-level realm, and it can also bring a lot of trouble to the sub-sage of the unified realm in this ten thousand ghost graves.
If you want to eliminate the Devourer, you must use powerful thought power energy, and the recovery speed of thought power is much slower than that of spiritual power. This has caused insurmountable problems for countless strong people. Insufficient thought power! !
The five-star mission that Lin Yang took was to kill any of the Devourers in the deepest part of the Ten Thousand Ghost Tomb, but for ordinary high-ranking sub-sages, it was just a matter of breaking through the vast ocean of Devourers. Almost exhausted most of their thought power, so why should they fight the last demon king
Therefore, Ten Thousand Ghost Tombs can be said to be one of the quietest fierce places in the Nine Heavens Realm. Generally, no one chooses to come here to complete the task for several years. Recently, two high-ranking sub-sages have fallen here. After that, no one cares about it.
At this moment, after Lin Yang gradually walked through the desolate black land outside the Ten Thousand Ghost Mound, before he came to a huge valley, a huge stone monument was written with three large black characters [Mantone Mound].
Looking from a distance, the valley is rolling in thick black smoke that cannot be melted, as if the ocean of countless evil spirits and ghosts whizzes and churns inside, occasionally a black wave appears, just like an evil ghost spreading out Tooth, tear up any creatures that enter.
Facing this terrifying human ghost, Lin Yang still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked straight to the depths of the valley, letting the billowing black mist swallow him instantly.
Along the way, the black can barely see.
The terrible yin wind is like an invisible ghost hand, scratching people's necks constantly behind, making people chill.
Anyone who walks in such a gloomy valley is afraid that his legs will feel weak, but Lin Yang always has a shallow smile on his face, a pair of glowing red eyes and golden eyes seem to see through the thick fog in an instant. , Penetrated the valley and saw the sight outside the exit.
There, there was no imaginary wave of devouring spirits all over the sky, and some were just one person and one sword.
People, a middle-aged man with beautiful long blue hair.
Sword, a strange long sword inserted in an ebony scabbard standing proudly on the ground.
According to the legend, the army of devourers who would cause endless troubles to warriors in the first place has already been wiped out by that person. Now Lin Yang can feel the dignified sword aura that penetrates from the other side of the valley from a distance .
Master!
Absolute master!
Lin Yang only felt the opponent's sword intent, and the Flying Immortal Sword in the Sea of Consciousness had already faintly uttered an excited whisper, seeming to be full of longing for the black sheath sword in front.
"Finally, did a decent master appear?"
Lin Yang seems to have been waiting for the appearance of such a strong master, especially the opponent is still a powerful swordsman, which even more makes him feel like a wave of fighting spirit.
The encounter between the swordsman and the swordsman does not require verbal communication at all.
He doesn't need to know who the other party is. The other party's sword is the best status symbol.
Being able to possess such a sword, such a sword intent, is definitely not an existence that can be compared with the likes of Happy King and Old Man Yanbo.
This person's strength is absolutely qualified to enter the top ten of the ascending list, and he is the pinnacle supreme of the true Profound Sky City.
Lin Yang didn’t need to know the other party’s intentions, the other party’s sword intent had already been thousands of miles away to make everything clear.
Among these tens of thousands of ghosts, the strongest sword and the strongest swordsman in today's Xuantian City will be decided today.
Seeing everything through, the excited smile on Lin Yang's face was even stronger.
He didn't need to say much, and directly summoned his brand-new upgraded Flying Fairy Sword.
A sharp sword intent was like a bolt of lightning in the rolling black mist, directly penetrating the long valley, and responded to the blue-haired figure.
Huh.
A pair of orchid-like eyes opened slowly.
The blue-haired swordsman's face rarely showed an excited smile.
The ruthless swordsman Leng Fei, the supreme ranked sixth on the sky list, has not shown such an expression for almost 20 years.
"I thought that under the holy way, no one would be able to touch my heart with a sword, but I didn't expect... Today is really interesting!!"
Leng Fei sensed the emerald green body of Lin Yang's sword, the blood-red cloud pattern, the sword aura that swallowed like a dragon, and suppressed the sword soul of Wanfa.
Such an opponent, even if compared to the top three in the top three, makes Leng Fei feel more excited.
Because swords, only those who use swords understand.
He Leng Fei indulged in swords all his life, and the reason why he wanted to climb the peak of the Nine Heavens was to constantly see the ultimate peak of kendo, and to fight with the strongest swordsmen with swords.
The swordsman named Murong Bai in the valley was the kendo friend he had been pursuing all his life.
Come!
bring it on!
This battle is where he came to Jiuzhongtian Road.
Murong Bai, don't let me down...
Zheng! !
The Leng Frisbee sat still, and the black scabbard sword beside him screamed longing for battle.
For this black long sword, the Flying Immortal Sword is also its rare opponent.
Without any instructions from Leng Fei, the Black Sword Longsword was already trembling violently. This war-inspiring holy sword was even more eager to fight than its master, and it was almost impossible to control it. Fly to the sky.
"Heishang, are you also eager for someone who can fight hard! Hahaha, well, go!"
Huh! !
Almost the moment the blue-haired swordsman's voice fell, a black lightning burst between heaven and earth.
The terrifying black long sword is like a flood dragon that has been imprisoned by heavy chains for thousands of years. As the chains shatter, the terrifying black dragon, carrying the monstrous prestige accumulated for thousands of years, turns into a black streamer that pierces everything and shoots towards The dark misty valley in front of him.
Huh.
The pitch-black fog in the valley was mercilessly squeezed to one side by the terrifying sword intent, and was directly shot out of a one-meter-diameter vacuum channel. At the end of this channel, there is a strong opponent, a fateful duel. .
"Good job!!"
Lin Yang only felt that a world-destroying black dragon had rushed on the opposite side, and he felt infinite pride and sword spirit in his heart.
His kendo has advanced by leaps and bounds in five years, so why don't you want to find a strong swordsman to fight with you heartily.
clank.
The Fei Xian in his hand began to tremble violently in Lin Yang's hand.
"Haha, you have been a sword spirit under my hand for so long, today is your time to prove yourself, go, Fei Xian!!"
Lin Yang waved his hand, and the Flying Immortal Sword moved without wind, breaking through the air.
A flame sword aura that blended the purple lightning flame and the fire of Do Not Forget the Mind instantly wrapped the sword body, as if it turned into a fire phoenix that exterminated the world in the long roar of the sky.
The flying immortal cried forever, the Fire Phoenix extinguished the world.
The black fog disappeared without a trace.
Fei Xian is the emperor of the sword, how can he allow his kind to be presumptuous in front of him.
The sword was as powerful as a phoenix, and instantly swept away the yin in the valley. On the opposite side, the black dragon's black sword had penetrated layers of time and space, and rushed in front of him with an endless edge.
Huh.
The Flying Immortal Sword uttered a long sound that shook the sky, and the billowing Fire Phoenix body wrapped the sword body that had shattered everything, and directly greeted Heishang.
Jingle bells.
An instant.
There were countless golden and iron clamors in the air.
The endless sword aura's edge resembles the shape of a crescent moon, rushing in all directions, and the Black Stone Valley that has stood for thousands of years is like hot tofu just out of the pot under this terrifying sword aura, instantly cut into countless pieces.
Rolling boulders, but down.
The sky is full of smoke and dust, rising with the wind.
The black dragon that exterminates the world, the fire phoenix that burns the sky, entangled in the air into two rays of light that shade the clouds and the sun. Looking around, there are only two magnificent colors of black and red left in the nine heavens. There are endless clanking swords.
Leng Fei’s lifelong sword intent and Lin Yang’s kendo essence have long been fused with the two swords. At this moment, the air seems to be a spontaneous battle between the two swords, but it is already a wonderful prelude to the sword war between the two. .
The two swords, just the blades of the two swords, are the rare peak matchups in this world. Those so-called kendo masters would vomit blood and hit the wall with shame.
This kind of sword fight is too strong and too dazzling.
Spectacular and gorgeous, only seen in life.
Lin Yang walked step by step, the magnificent double-sword fighting technique became the magnificent background for him to step onto the final stage of the sword fighting, rendering the entire world into the world of kendo.
Leng Fei sat steadily like a mountain, and the roar of gold and iron in the sky became the Sanskrit tone for his understanding of swordsmanship, as if singing the final prelude to Kendo.
Lin Yang walked less than ten breaths in the short kilometer.
Above the sky, the double swords had already matched Wan Ji's ultimate move.
When Lin Yang finally walked out of the valley, the black black cat, the flaming flying fairy, the dragon and the fire phoenix just completed the last peerless match.
Huh! !
The whole world seemed to be left with this shocking sound.
Under the agitation of the endless sword aura, the two most powerful holy swords, one black and one red, became circular flywheels spinning in the air, flying backwards towards their respective owners.
Leng Fei, leaped violently, seemingly shocked, and like nine heavens encircling the moon, holding Heishang in his hand between the electric light and flint, the endless domineering sword power just like a ten thousand years of cold river towering between the sky and the earth , To freeze vitality, to freeze opponents.
Lin Yang raised his right hand high, and the flying fairy sword that was spinning rapidly fell into Lin Yang's hand precisely on the last lap.
The supreme boy, holding the strongest holy sword, that is the peak of invincibility, the ultimate of kendo.
With the long sword facing the sky, Lin Yang didn't need to say anything anymore. The double swords that had just crossed had already found out the reality of the two sides.
The next step is the true mutual greetings between the two sides of Kendo, which is the ultimate showdown of the Jiuzhongtianlu, Kendo!