I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 73 This is the second knife - Shanhai.

"Burning... the sky?"

Standing beside Yang Gang, the young man looked at the dazzling light of the sword from a close distance, easily parted the body of the black-clothed swordsman in front of him, and then smashed open the majestic gate of Bingdao Mountain Villa.

'Boom~~' There was a loud noise.

The extremely condensed knife light cut the entire mountain gate into ruins in an instant.

Everyone froze in place in astonishment.

Let pieces of wood from the sky fall on the head and body.

They stared blankly at Yang Gang's back, vaguely, as if they saw a domineering and invincible sword master returning from the sky.

'The sword demon... who is it? '

The barriers in front have been cleared, and you can directly see the situation in the manor.At this time, all the heroes of the North who participated in the saber tasting meeting turned their heads in astonishment, looking at the empty gate of the villa behind them.

Someone... called in?
At this time, at the saber tasting conference that gathered masters of swordsmanship from [-] cities in the North...was beaten into it?

"How brave!"

Sitting on the high platform of the manor, the Tibetan knife ancestor's face sank like water.

Staring at the three of Yang Gang outside the manor, his expression was not panicked at all, and he shouted: "Who are you? Do you want to make enemies of the world by destroying the knives tasting conference at Ice Knife Mountain Villa?"

The heroes of the North who were present reacted one after another.

"Yes! How courageous!"

"A small real world, two satin bones, dare to touch the tiger's beard of the ancestor of the Tibetan knife?"

"This is not giving everyone face!"

"Damn it!"

All of them spoke rudely at once, yelling at the three of them non-stop.

Openly knocking on the door at the knife tasting conference, isn't this not taking them seriously?And these three people... It seems that the aura has not reached the realm of primordial spirit?

Then don't be afraid!

Yang Gang ignored everyone, turned around and asked, "Have you seen it clearly?"

"Look, see clearly? No..." Yang Wuhui shook his head honestly with a bitter face.That sword light that surpassed the limit was too fast!He didn't see clearly at all, everything was over.

This kind of knife technique...is it really something that humans can learn?

"It seems impossible." Yang Gang couldn't help shaking his head.

He has tried his best to use Fen Tian Yi Dao very slowly, but it is a pity that outsiders do not have the picture of the Great Sun Fen Tian God, and they still cannot learn this style of Fen Tian Yi Dao that has no formula, no form, and can only be comprehended by innate understanding.

It was an experiment, a failed experiment.

"Master, am I... am I too stupid?"

Although Yang Gang didn't say anything, Yang Wuhui still lowered his head sadly.

"No regrets, it's normal if you can't learn."

Zhao Ling comforted him softly.

After 30 years in Daxue Mountain, she has matured and stabilized a lot, and explained softly: "In this world, not everyone can become a sword demon and stand shoulder to shoulder with a heavenly sword. You can't do it, and I can't do it either. We have to recognize ourselves, Follow him with peace of mind and be an ordinary person... that's fine."

She looked at Yang Gang's side face, with a strange light shining in her eyes.

Trust, worship, tenderness.

In Zhao Ling's eyes, there is nothing in this world that can harm Yang Gang.As long as I follow behind him with peace of mind, I will be fine...

Whether it is to get the blood-drinking magic knife, or the final battle with Song Youque, the heavenly knife.

"Good good!"

Seeing that Yang Gang and the three of them chatted like no one else was there.

The ancestor of the Tibetan knife was finally completely enraged.

He sneered three times, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Xiao Wu, teach them a lesson for me."

"Yes."

A tall man stepped out, holding a long knife, and walked towards Yang Gang and the others.He has a handsome face, firm eyes, and the aura on his body has reached the peak of the Realm Realm at a young age.

"It's him."

"The most outstanding successor of this generation of the Nanfeng family, Nanfeng Qingdian is the fifth oldest."

"There's a good show to watch now."

Everyone was discussing, but they didn't notice the expressions on the faces of the spectators outside the manor. They were shocked and bewildered, as if they were completely petrified.

That shocking knife echoed in my mind, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

Yang Gang looked at Nanfeng Qingdian who was trying to condense his energy, with a smile on his face.

With his current strength, bullying the real world?That's so boring!

Turn around and step forward.

Phew—the violent energy directly pushed Nanfeng Qingdian out, and fell headlong into the pool of the manor.

The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar.

But Yang Gang continued to move forward step by step, facing the ancestor of the Tibetan knife who was high in the manor.

"You, who exactly are you?"

The Patriarch of Tibetan Knife stood up abruptly with a serious expression on his face.

An aura belonging to the Yuanshen Grandmaster weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain.Seeing this, the faces of the people around changed, and they subconsciously moved out of the way.

Nanfeng Qingdian, who was at the peak of the Realm Realm, was knocked away by a breath. This person... was not a good person!

"No regrets." Yang Gang said.

"exist."

"Submit a greeting card."

"Yes."

Holding a name card in both hands, Yang Wuhui took a few steps forward and shouted loudly: "Daxue Mountain Sword Demon, please meet the Patriarch of Tibetan Swords. I want to borrow the precious sword from Guizhuang!"

He held the worship stickers and looked around.

He raised his head high and looked proud.

My master is a sword demon!
Yang Gang's knife just now gave Yang Wuhui unlimited confidence.

So what if his cultivation base is low?With the backing of Master, I can walk sideways in the Northland by myself!
"Sword Demon?"

The ancestor of the Tibetan knife shrank his pupils, showing a suspicious look.

He took a deep look at Yang Gang.

He didn't participate in the battle in Sifang City back then, and naturally he didn't see Yang Gang with his own eyes.

But the name of the Sword Demon has already spread throughout the Northland. In just 30 years, they, the Yuanshen masters, will naturally not easily forget that young man who was comparable to the Heavenly Sword back then.

But according to the rumors, isn't the sword demon dead?

The people around looked at each other even more, who is the sword demon?With only one name, the Patriarch of Tibetan Sword who has been a Yuanshen for a hundred years can be so valued!

suddenly.

The Patriarch Tibetan Knife seemed to have thought of something, looked at Zhao Ling carefully, and felt the ordinary aura about her.

After a while.

A sneer appeared on his face, "So that's how it is! 30 years ago, the Sword Demon was dead. In those years, countless people pretended to be the Sword Demon and cheated. Unexpectedly, 30 years later, there are still people... who tricked me into Ice Knife Villa body."

"Very, very good! Today, the old man..."

"Ugh……"

A sigh sounded, interrupting the words of Patriarch Tibetan Knife.

Yang Gang shook his head with some annoyance.

Silently raised the long knife in his hand.

Since no one believes the truth.

Then there is only...to prove to the world with the Four Swords of Burning Heaven that the 'Sword Demon' who was once famous in the North is back!
"Hmph, it's already this time, and I'm still pretending!"

The Patriarch of Tibetan Knife looked sarcastically, looked at Yang Gang, who had an ordinary aura, and slashed at himself.

"I admit that you do have some talent. With the strength you showed just now, it is enough to compete with ordinary Yuanshen masters. It's a pity that you found the wrong partner today..."

The voice did not fall.

Just listen to Yang Gang: "No regrets, look forward to it. This is the second knife - Shanhai."

Say it.

Suddenly, a shocking momentum surged from his body, and he slashed out with a single blow.

The face of the ancestor of the Tibetan knife changed wildly.

Seeing a beam of sword light like a raging wave of mountains and seas, wrapped in the terrifying power of nine dragons and nine elephants, coming towards you layer by layer.

"not good!"

The ancestor of the Tibetan knife is in danger.

(End of this chapter)