The mountain torrent is surging and the current is mighty.
But the strange thing is that it is only limited to hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, and has never been leaked to the outside.
But now, Cao Jing stood hundreds of miles away from the mountain torrent, looking at the pouring rain in front of him, with a hint of fear on his expression.
In his eyes, whether it is a heavy rainstorm or a boiling mountain torrent, everything is steaming like a sword hanging in the air, pointing in all directions. Any outsider who tries to break into it will be killed by this sword.
Its power is unfathomable!
Even as a cultivator in the Great Tribulation Realm and an extremely powerful person on the top of heaven and earth, Cao Jing would never want to verify this sword.
"Is that the sword cultivator? He seems to be mastering a very powerful swordsmanship..." While murmuring, he subconsciously looked around.
When he was in Tianbo City, he also saw with his own eyes the scene where the strong man in the upper realm of the Great Tribulation of the Corpse Path was directly killed.
Guardian?
Cao Jing bowed and said, "I am here just to make a deal with my fellow sword cultivator. I have absolutely no ill intentions. Please let me know, senior."
It was quiet, except for the sound of rain and the roar of mountain torrents, filling my ears.
He thought for a while, took the initiative to step back, stood still, and waited for Luo Guan to come out of seclusion.
Tianyao Mingxia is the only chance of survival for senior brother, he can't give up... But, can he really pay the price to impress the other party? Cao Jing didn't know, but he had to try it once.
In the blink of an eye, another seven days passed.
Wu Quantum cried sadly, watching helplessly as the Wuliang sect's mountain gate was swallowed up by a raging mountain torrent. He could only lead his disciples to move towards the top of the mountain.
He did think about leading the monks under his disciples to leave temporarily, but the heavy rain and the heavy rain were really strangely tight. As long as you leave the mountain gate of Wuliang Sect, it will be like a sword hanging in the air, coming over your head, and it will come down at any time.
After several attempts, all with the same result, I had no choice but to give up the idea. Seeing the flash flood getting closer and closer, the old Taoist almost cried, thinking to himself, senior, senior, I recognize you as my ancestor, but you want to destroy my mountain gate? Isn't this a bit too much!
On the mountainside, there are grottoes.
Above Luo Guan's head, the illusory sword shadow became more and more solid, and his aura was unstoppable, like a divine sword unsheathed.
Buzz——
Suddenly, a sword cry came from his body, followed by a second, third, fourth sound... endless, like thousands of swords clanging in unison.
Then at a certain moment, the sound of thousands of swords unified.
Swish——
Luo Guan opened his eyes, and the light inside them surged, "It turns out that this is the seventh sword... Its name is to control the world!" He raised his head and looked at the illusory sword shadow above his head. The next moment, the sword suddenly sank and sank from between his eyebrows into Luo Guan's body.
"Crackling" sounds of bones and flesh came from his body. Luo Guan let it go, and understanding gradually appeared on his face.
"The word "Suppression" can dominate all directions. This is the essence of the sword. Once it is used, nothing can stop it."
"The two words "Heaven and Earth" have two interpretations. The first is the world outside the body. When this sword comes out, it controls the world and respects one's own will."
"It is similar to the world of swords, but completely different. Therefore, the sword controls the rules and isolates the will of heaven and earth from the outside."
"But the real key is the second level of understanding. The world is its own small world. Use this sword to control your body, lay a solid foundation, bloom the flowers of the sword, and bear the wonderful fruits of the sword."
"This is the real way to step on the right path of one's own sword. I used the sword's intention as a guide, and the path of my own sword was too weak compared to it."
Luo Guan sighed with a sigh on his face, "The inheritance of the unknown sword art, a set of seven swords is so powerful, but it is just a method to build the foundation of swordsmanship..."
This was something he confirmed after comprehending the Seventh Sword Technique, and he respected the senior who created this sword technique even more. No wonder Taoist Qinglian is so powerful that everyone wishes to be his disciple. He must be the most powerful being at the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
Now that the foundation has been laid, where is Luo Guan's swordsmanship? The master leads him in. Cultivation is an individual matter, and he can only choose this step.
Luo Guan closed his eyes, and the scenes from his practice came to mind, and the sword skills and supernatural powers he had practiced emerged one by one.
Buzz——
The sword rang out, and the shadow of mighty thunder appeared out of thin air. Although it was just an illusion, it released endless destructive energy, as if it could be realized and solidified with just one thought.
If he chooses this sword, Luo Guan's sword power in the future will be like thunder, penetrating the heaven and earth.
No, although Qingxiao's True Thunder Control Technique is powerful, it is not the path he wants to take.
Buzz——
There was another sword cry, and the ten thousand-year-old immortal spirit beads inlaid on the grotto wall suddenly dimmed, as if there were invisible rules, making the light disappear and night fall.
Then, the shadow of the stars and the moon appeared. Although it was only in a small cave on the mountainside, it gave people the feeling of the vastness of the galaxy thousands of miles away.
The sword holds the stars and the moon!
This sword is undoubtedly the easiest for Luo Guan. If you choose this way, the difficulty of practice must be very low. After all, the stars and moon in the night sky above him favored him for some unknown reason.
But after hesitating, Luo Guan still gave up - he could only rely on himself for everything in the world. If he chose the Xingyue Sword Way, even if he traveled to the top, he would still be under the stars and the moon.
This is an innate limitation.
Buzz——
The third sword sound.
This time, a sword fell from the sky and cut through the clouds, causing the vast and endless sky to be divided into two.
Then the shadow of the sword rose again, and everything in its path was annihilated and returned to nothingness.
The third sword, when it falls, seals the ten directions and destroys all things.
This is the third part of the Imperial Sword inheritance: one sword opens the sky, all things return to ruins, and the heaven and earth become a prison.
Its power is astonishing and its prospects are endless. After all, the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor used it to reach the most powerful state, and there are precedents for success.
Following the path can avoid the difficulties of overcoming thorns and thorns, but after all, this is the path that others have taken...
Buzz——
The sword sounded for the fourth time.
There is a sword soaring into the sky, carrying an unstoppable momentum and cutting into the nine heavens. The momentum is fierce and mighty, and it moves forward inexorably.
The art of drawing a sword and slaying the sky!
This sword originated from Luo Guan's true intention of killing, and was formed by his own understanding and the power of killing the sky, which was finally gathered and smelted.
It is the essence of Luo Guan's sword practice, and it also contains his own strongest level of energy and spirit!
The disadvantage is that this sword itself is still very rough, and there is no way forward. Future achievements and levels must be opened up by oneself.
You may ascend to heaven, or you may die young!
Luo Guan was silent for a few moments, then suddenly stood up. Behind him, a thick red fog suddenly emerged, and the projection of the will to kill condensed. He was dressed in a red armor, and the murderous intent soared into the sky.
At this moment, he raised his hand, clasped it gently between his eyebrows, then clasped it with his five fingers and pulled it out.
Buzz——
If the divine sword comes out, the sword will scream.
The phantom sword that had sunk between Luo Guan's brows before fell between his fingers. Its color was originally illusory and translucent, but now it was infected with murderous intent. A little red emerged from it, and then spread rapidly until the sword body was completely gone. It's scarlet, and it seems to be sealed in an infinite sea of blood!
This is Luo Guan's choice.
The young man smiled and raised his hand to kill the sky.
"This is my way!"
Drawing a sword to cut through the sky is a technique where one sword can cut through nine levels of the sky.
The moment the sword came out, the invisible oppression that was thick and solid, like layers of mire, covering Luo Guan's body was directly cut through.
The next moment, he came out of the mountain and went straight to the sky against the trend.
So, there was a shocking scene——
The red sword shadow soared into the sky, tearing through the endless rain curtain, and slashed into the clouds. After a brief silence, the torrential sword cry echoed.
Then the rain subsided, the clouds dispersed, and the sun began to shine.
The next moment, the mighty torrent flowing between the mountains rose into the sky with the force of the sword, turning into a mighty sword river in the true sense.
Roaring and roaring, it is like a god in the water roaring at the sky, and the sword river collapsed in a battle with the sky, turning into vast water vapor that filled the ten directions.
Under the sunlight, a rainbow is reflected, its color is dazzling, its momentum is magnificent, and its meaning is tragic and domineering.
This sword will move forward indomitably!
The members of the Wuliang Sect, who had been forced outside the secret stone wall by the flash flood, were the first to witness this scene. Now their eyes widened, their faces were full of shock and they were speechless for a long time.
They couldn't describe this sword. All they could feel was absolute strength and destruction, as if everything was annihilated by the sword's edge.
Looking up, there was an ugly scar on the sky, as if a piece of the sky was missing and it would not disappear for a long time.
Could this sword be meant to cut through the sky?
This thought subconsciously appeared in everyone's minds, and they became even more frightened and awed.
Wu Quantum murmured: "It's so great... It's really great now..." He suddenly came back to his senses with a start, and knelt on the ground with a "pop" and shouted, "The ancestor's power is unparalleled, disciple Welcome the ancestor out of seclusion!"
No matter what, even if it is a hard paste, it still needs to be stained.
This ancestor, their Infinite Sect is about to decide!
Seeing that all the disciples were still dumbfounded and unable to react, Wu Qun jumped up neatly, and then kicked them all down one by one, "Wake up, why don't you come with me and kneel down to welcome the ancestor out of seclusion! "
Everyone bared their teeth, shouted at their ancestors for their power, and kowtowed like garlic.
This time, even the teacher uncle was no exception.
The old man now looks like he did before, swaying and falling in the wind, causing sparks to fly on the ground.
Pan Ting and Yue Lingshan stood together, avoiding the black feet of Wu Quantum. Now the two women stared blankly at the rainbow under the sky and the terrifying sword intent that vibrated, spread, and lasted for a long time.
"Senior sister...is this the secret passed down from our ancestors...so strong...so strong that I can only feel it from a distance...my legs are going weak..."
Yue Lingshan bit her lip and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either..." She just understood the first sword, but she could also feel the breath of the same origin from this sword, how majestic it was... Her legs are also very weak now.
A hundred miles away, Cao Jing's body stiffened and he stared at the direction of the sword. After a long time, he let out a long breath.
"This sword is simply terrifying. I am no match for it..."
"No, maybe if you meet him, you will be killed directly!"
Cao Jing could clearly feel the large amounts of cold sweat breaking out on his back. Although he was frightened, he was thankful that he had not rashly turned against this person, otherwise he would have been completely cold.
Swish——
A glimmer of light flashed across the surface of the stone wall, and Luo Guan stepped out. At this moment, the sun was unobstructed, shining out a dazzling rainbow.
The young man stands proudly under it, bathed in colorful divine light, making it difficult to look directly at him.
Watching this scene blankly, Pan Ting and Yue Lingshan's legs became even softer.
Some people died, but not completely...
