Return of The Underworld

Chapter 517: The name of the sword is Zhu Xian

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The name of the sword, Zhu Xian!

The Zhuxian Sword is extremely famous, it is the inheritance sword of the Mo family, and it is also the sword of Mo Gucheng, the "Sword God of South China Sea", the sword of fame when he was young.

Among the Mohists, whoever can hold Zhuxian, no matter where the person goes, the old monsters everywhere will give face.

Those who hold the immortal sword are the descendants of the sword god!

Even people who hate the Mo family will suddenly change their expressions when they see Zhu Xianjian and turn around and leave.

Those who dare to be the enemy of the holder of the Zhuxian Sword, the South China Sea heroes will be punishable!

This is Zhu Xian's thunder and majesty!

Mogu City suppressed the southeast two seas back then, and conquered countless strong ones.

Eighty years ago, Mo Gu City was unable to retreat, and these powerhouses gradually became bosses in charge of the major forces.

Before Mo Gucheng retreats, he once said that whoever holds Zhu Xian in the Mo family can act on his behalf.

This is a great sword with special symbolic meaning and supreme power at the same time.

"Deng Jiuling, take out your strongest sword technique, pick up the Azure Dragon Yanyue Knife, and come to fight this young man!"

Hum!

Along with the beating of the Zhu Xian Sword, Mo Yu's eyes were like snow, and his eyes were abnormally cold: "Although the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword is strong, under the Lord's Zhu Xian Sword, everything is ants!"

As soon as Zhu Xian came out, who would fight for it!

Accompanied by Mo Yu's words, he carried that Zhu Xian behind his back, almost flying out of the scabbard, which seemed to contain tremendous power.

At this moment, all members of the Mo family were speechless, looking at the Zhuxian sword that Mo Yu was carrying with awe.

At this moment, the masters of the Mohist islands all sucked in air-conditioning, and began to sweat on their foreheads, preparing to witness this sword that could be recorded at the pinnacle of history.

Mo Yugui is the "Lord of the South China Sea", an eternal arrogant, although he secretly killed many strong men, no one has ever seen it.

Because everyone who saw Mo Yu's sword was turned into a dead person!

This time Mo Yu made a sword in public, this sword must be earth-shattering, surpassing anyone's imagination.

"The young master is carrying the peerless sword technique of my Mo family,'Qinglian Sword Technique', and he has already cultivated to the highest level. This sword is really exciting." The ancestor Fengyun blushed and was extremely excited.

"It is a great honor for the poor monk to see the peerless demeanor of Young Master Mo Yu today." Even the ancestor of the lamp, his eyes burning, became extremely excited.

In the past two decades, the Mo family has seemed calm and powerful, and has gone through many dark waves in the dark, and has encountered many challenges from the newcomers.

Every time, Mo Yu would personally take action, killing one person in ten steps, not staying for a thousand miles, leaving everything behind, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

For twenty years in the South China Sea, it has never been defeated!

This is the prestigious name of "South Sea Lord" Mo Yu!

"In the past 20 years, this son has killed 99 martial arts masters, including 60 seventh-rank grandmasters, 30 eighth-rank grandmasters, and nine nine-rank grandmasters."

Mo Yu stood with his hand in his hand, indifferent like a god: "But even if the ninety-nine people were dead, they didn't let this young man use his sword."

"Because of these people, my son only needs a scabbard to kill each other."

"Deng Jiuling, today you are my son, the last person in the'Hundred People Slash'."

"So you are honored to see this young man draw his sword."

"As soon as Zhu Xian comes out, even your Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword will definitely be irresistible!"

This is Mo Yu's self-confidence!

However, in the face of Mo Yu's provocation, Deng Jiuling said nothing, quietly closing his eyes and voicing.

at last!

boom!

Accompanied by a flash of light, the breath of Deng Jiuling's body finally climbed to the extreme.

Advanced! Nine products!

The realm of consummation!

In an instant, an unprecedented powerful feeling emerged in Deng Jiuling's heart.

Deng Jiuling opened his eyes and found that the mountain was still the mountain, and the water was still the water, but he had a completely new feeling from the mountains and rivers he had seen before.

At this moment, even the drops of water from the grass not far away gave Deng Jiuling a new feeling of agility and lightness.

"Is this the realm of Consummation?" Deng Jiuling was a little shaken.

For a long time, Deng Jiuling thought that the so-called "consummation" was actually a doubling of strength.

But after he really stepped into the Ninth Stage, Deng Jiuling realized that he was wrong, a big mistake.

Originally, the so-called "consummation" does not only refer to cultivation, but more to the understanding of "Tao".

Only when he reached this state did Deng Jiuling understand that, in the world, every plant, one tree, one flower and one leaf, all possess "spirit".

"It's no wonder that in the ancient times, those powerful martial arts masters could create their own martial arts by observing the world and everything."

Deng Jiuling thought secretly: "It seems that the realm of these ancient seniors is at least the 9th-Rank realm!"

The martial arts master of the ninth rank ranks "Consummation" and has a deep understanding of "Tao".

Even if they perform the same martial arts, there is still a big gap between a warrior who understands "Tao" and a warrior who does not understand "Tao".

It was this insight that made Deng Jiuling finally understand what the "Three Steps of Cultivation" are.

The state of "Three Steps of Cultivation" is the process of "Enlightenment".

With a deep understanding of "Tao", the stronger the martial arts, the stronger the combat effectiveness.

For example, when two elementary school students are fighting, they have the same physical strength and the same weapons.

But if a primary school student contains the soul of an adult martial arts master, then he will definitely kill another primary school student instantly.

This reason is very simple, because adult martial arts masters have a deeper understanding of "Tao".

This analogy is not very appropriate, but it can also explain what the "three steps of practice" are.

When he figured this out, Deng Jiuling suddenly understood that he was definitely not Mo Yu's opponent.

Because even though Mo Yu hadn't drawn his sword yet, the sword intent of Zhu Xian behind him made Deng Jiuling feel the aura of "Tao".

"This Mo Yuguo is a peerless genius. He is not yet thirty years old now, but his understanding of'Sword Dao' is no longer under me." Deng Jiuling thought secretly.

This sentence may seem a bit coercive, but it is not.

Because Deng Jiuling's kendo originated from the book of life and death, and was the summation of the experience of countless ancient predecessors, and it was the supreme great way.

Mo Yu was born in the era of the end of the law. When various resources are scarce and the ancient martial arts methods are extinct, he can stand alongside Deng Jiuling's swordsmanship.

This shows that Mo Yu's talent is far beyond Deng Jiuling's imagination.

Even Deng Jiuling didn't doubt that if Mo Yu was born in ancient times, he would definitely be a peerless genius and a great existence destined to step into the innate.

But unfortunately, the person Mo Yu met was Deng Jiuling!

"The world thinks that I, Deng Jiuling, is a talented arrogant that has come out forever, but I don't know that my talent is actually very average, even less than one percent of Mo Yu!"

"I, Deng Jiuling, is only a poor boy. The reason why I can come to this day is because I worked hard enough and didn't succumb to my destiny!"

"Today I can fight the Nanhai First Day Jiao decisively, and my life will be considered complete!"

Deng Jiuling slowly got up, his eyes filled with squint: "Mo Yu, I don't need a knife to deal with you."

"What, this kid is invincible with a knife, he doesn't need a knife?"

"Qinglong Yanyue Knife, ranked No. 1 in the spectrum of weapons in the Four Seas, is not inferior to Zhu Xian in terms of strength, this kid actually abandoned it?"

Hum!

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, and they were a bit unable to understand.

The Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword and the Zhuxian Sword actually exist at the same level.

But the problem is that Mo Yu has carried Zhu Xian sword with him for 20 years, and he has long been in communication with Zhu Xian, just like a part of his body.

Deng Jiuling got the Azure Dragon Yanyue Sword in just a few days, and the fit was not very high.

Moreover, Mo Yu's cultivation realm is the Ninth-Rank Pinnacle Grandmaster, even more powerful than Fengyun Patriarch.

Not only that, Mo Yu's Qinglian swordsmanship has also been cultivated to the highest level!

Cultivation, martial arts, swordsmanship, weapons!

Of these four, Mo Yu has the advantage!

And Deng Jiuling was just a ninth-rank master who had just advanced, and even his cultivation level hadn't stabilized yet.

Under such circumstances, Mo Yu's killing of Deng Jiuling was as simple as killing a chicken.

This is the common opinion of the Mohists.

However, in the presence, Mo Wuqu frowned slightly, looking at Deng Jiuling with some uncertainty.

Although I have not known Deng Jiuling for a long time, as Deng Jiuling's first woman, Mo Wu has another instinct, and I am afraid that there will be variables in this battle.

Because Deng Jiuling was so calm.

Mo Wu knows very well that Deng Jiuling, he has never fought unsurely.

"Could it be Deng Jiuling, and the killer?" Mo Wu was a little curious.

When this incredible idea came to mind, it was denied by Mo Wu.

Because it's impossible!

Looking at the four seas, the martial arts that can be compared with Qinglian swordsmanship, it is not that there is no, but they are all controlled by those long-standing martial arts and big families.

Deng Jiuling was born from a humble background, and it was just good luck. What did he use to compete with Mo Yu

"Deng Jiuling, are you really sure you want to use boxing to fight this young man?" Mo Yu sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

Deng Jiuling had two consecutive punches just now, and the power of one punch surpassed that of one punch.

But Mo Yu really didn't like Deng Jiuling's boxing technique.

For example, the first "landslide" is powerful, but it is too scattered, and it is not suitable for group attacks.

For example, the second move, "Earth Split", is also powerful and suitable for group attacks. If it is used for singles, the power is too weak.

Although Mo Yu had never seen Deng Jiuling's boxing technique, he still understood this style of boxing. Even if he threw a third punch, his power blessing would not be much.

So even Deng Jiuling forcefully urged the secret method to temporarily advance to the 9th Grade Grandmaster.

Mo Yu still looked down on Deng Jiuling and regarded Deng Jiuling as an ant.

"Mo Wu, Ruxue, you go first." Deng Jiuling said suddenly.

"But..." Mo Ruxue opened her small cherry mouth, a little unwilling.

"Ruxue, let's go, I believe Deng Jiuling." Mo Wu said suddenly.

After speaking, Mo Wu took Mo Ruxue's hand and backed all the way.

"Deng Jiuling, I don't allow you to die, otherwise I will come to Huangquan to accompany you!" In the wind, the sound of Mo Wu's natural sound was heard.

The voice drifted away, and finally disappeared.

Mo Wu was Deng Jiuling's woman. She was about to commit suicide on the spot, but after listening to Deng Jiuling's words, she immediately left with Mo Ruxue.

In this scene, everyone from the Mohist family who watched was all in a daze, feeling incomprehensible.

"Why does the old man feel a bad feeling in his heart?" The ancestor Yideng frowned slightly, feeling very puzzled.

Mo Yu takes full advantage of the right time and place, and is stronger than Deng Jiuling. Could there be any variables

how can that be!

However, the next moment, when the ancestor of a lamp looked up at the sky, his expression suddenly changed.