"Long Yu, remember, reasoning is often difficult to change the attitude of any enemy. Only when a sword is drawn out of its sheath and can conquer all directions; when a single sword is drawn out silently and can level the world, Dao, or Permit!"
Long Yu clearly remembered what Fang Lanmeng said to him. Regarding the Sword Spirit's contempt and words, Long Yu just treated the people of the Xuehan Sect, and even many people in this world believed that swordsmen could not become the strongest. The concept is the same, kept in mind but not manifested in form.
When the sword spirit reacted and wanted to take action again, Long Yu had already stepped out, his sword pointed directly at the seventh jade slip!
"Ignorant person, shameless person!" Kusha Sword Spirit condensed his sword intention, turned it into several sword lights, and killed Long Yu.
The jade slip is right in front of you. Long Yu's sword hangs on both sides to divide the yin and yang. The road is protecting it from harm. His five fingers gather together to grasp the jade slip.
"Sea of Suffering!" After the right arm of Sword Spirit's black robe instantly turned white, Kusha Sword was pulled out three inches by Sword Spirit!
In an instant, the illusion changed, a deep pit appeared in the desert oasis, and seawater gushed out immediately, making Long Fei seem to be deep in the ocean.
The suction force spreads and condenses from the Kusha Sword as the center to the surrounding areas. The place where the Kusha Sword and the sword spirit are is like the center of a whirlpool.
The Kucha Sword is a pure killing weapon, carrying Ouyang Xiong's killings in the thousand-year war. Only by getting close can its power be maximized. And once Long Yu is pulled over, he will naturally deviate from where the seventh jade slip is.
Long Yu no longer had anything to hold back. The eleven avenues condensed into a realm. In the ocean, the place where Long Yu was located became another world!
Ouyang Feng couldn't sit still anymore: "Mirror Exhibition Realm?! He is in the foundation building stage. What kind of powerful soul can he support?"
"The domain mirror image came out at the same time? After Master, there are geniuses in the world who can reach this level at such an age!" Ouyang Rui's eyes were blazing.
The overlapping of the domain mirror images caused Long Yu's sword power to suddenly increase, and at the same time, the consumption speed was also terrifying.
Cangyue had to start using the spiritual power stored in the Yin-Yang box, which also caused the Yin-Yang box to be damaged again...
The two swords are real swords, drawing on the power of domain kendo, and the two claws are virtual swords, drawing on the power of mirror kendo!
The domain mirrors overlap. Fang Lanmeng and Xuan Ziyuan have never taught Long Yu, but after experiencing countless swings of swords, the accumulation during this period burst out at this moment!
No matter how crazy his sword spirit attack was, Long Yu's eyes were filled with shining sword shadows, and the field of swordsmanship was slowly transitioning to a new level!
The fourth level of swordsmanship has three stages: mirror image of sword intention, overlap and complementation of mirror image and domain, and fusion of mirror image and domain.
And Long Yu made breakthroughs one after another in a short period of time, which shocked all the monks present.
At first, there was a long time interval between when Baili Xingyu reached the mirror image of his sword intention and when the mirror image overlapped, but Long Yu's speed made Baili Xingyu gradually feel a stronger sense of urgency in his heart.
"I came here with a sword for the sake of the agreement and the way of swordsmanship!" Long Yu slashed with both hands, smashed open the sword protection of the seventh jade slip, and held the seventh jade slip!
The seventh jade slip was completely different from the other six jade slips. The moment he held the seventh jade slip, the jade slip was submerged into Long Yu's flesh and blood!
The heartbreaking pain came from his right hand. Long Yu held his right wrist tightly from left to right, and the veins on his forehead popped out, and he was in great pain.
At this time, the sword spirit completed sensing all the sword slips in the four areas of red, orange, yellow and green, and these jade slips appeared in the orange area at the same time!
For a moment, the sword intent condensed instantly, forming a second larger spiritual vortex with the entire orange level area as the core. The ensuing suction force caused many low-level monks to be swept into the orange level. level area.
"It's hard for me to leave the Kusha Sword, but it's not easy to bring you in, little brat! Is the pain of the seventh jade slip more than what a junior like you can bear?" The voice of the sword spirit sounded again.
"Not good!" Long Yu's sense of crisis emerged once. This suction force came towards him. It was so fast and so strong that Long Yu had no time to draw his sword!
Long Yu had broken several teeth because of the pain:
What the seventh jade slip contains is no longer the basic moves like the first six jade slips, but a swordsmanship that contains the power of the great avenue:
The Avenue of Fire - Pick up the sword!
The power of the avenue contained in the seventh jade slip poured into Long Yu's right arm, and it looked like it was breaking!
Long Yu's heart skipped a beat, he raised his right foot and stepped down, causing his entire right leg to sink into the white rock again, preventing him from being sucked in immediately.
"The courage of a reckless man is useless! Today I will let you feel the suffering and save my soul for a moment!"
"Golden crow, laurel moon, dry bones, new life, thunder, rain, yin and yang disk..."
Ouyang Rui can clearly feel the nature of the solid law: "So many avenues are condensed into mirror images and double realms? How can there be such a junior who is good at Taoism and Taoism in the foundation building period?"
The power of the domain and the power of suction offset each other. It was like two air currents meeting each other, and they were thrown upward instantly, forming a huge pillar of power, soaring into the sky, and hitting the bottom of the Bai Cang Chamber of Commerce on the third floor!
If Baican City was not protected by a large formation, the entire Baican Chamber of Commerce monks would feel the shock!
"Kucha, that's enough!" Ouyang Rui noticed the accelerating circulation of the sacred patterns of the Bai Cang Formation, and he knew that the continuation of the conflict would only breed disadvantages.
What's more, Ouyang Rui just had plans to let Long Yu go to Bai Cang Mansion.
The sword spirit ignored it, and its suction power increased again, causing Long Yu's power in the avenue domain to be further restricted.
"Well..." Ouyang Rui was about to say something, but Ouyang Feng disappeared in a flash.
In the next breath, Ouyang Feng appeared at the intersection of the two forces:
Ouyang Feng saw a long sword in his hand: "Quiet!"
The tip of the sword was lifted slightly into the air. The movement was very light, but the point was like a drop of water falling into a pool. When the power spread out, it was like a circle of ripples, causing the two forces that had formed to calm down instantly.
Long Yu's domain was also disintegrated, and the jade slips gathered by the sword spirits were separated and returned to their original places.
"Noisy." Ouyang Feng was no longer lazy at this time, but frowned and said softly.
"Boy, do you only know how to rant?"
"If I come back someday, it will be the time when your sword is broken."
This was Long Yu's last response. Long Yu understood that he was no match for Sword Spirit now.
At this moment, after the power of the seventh jade slip was completely destroyed, Long Yu saw a new scene again:
In the blazing flames of purgatory, the middle-aged monk, Ouyang Xiong, watched his lover being cremated bit by bit.
That was once the brightest and warmest scenery in his life, but now it has become the deepest and most painful wound in his heart.
His lover's once-flower-like face and once-singing laughter were all devoured bit by bit by this ruthless flame.
The flames burned her clothes, burning them to ashes, and then touching her flesh, the burnt flesh gave off a stench. Ouyang Xiong felt as if his heart was burning with fire, and his body seemed to have been drained of blood, cold and empty.
Ouyang Xiong thought of the time they had, those sweet hugs, those warm conversations, those shared joys and pains.
Every moment of their lives was like yesterday, engraved deeply in his heart and indelible. He remembered her smile, her tears, every movement and every look in her eyes. These memories have now turned into sharp arrows, shooting towards his heart.
Long Yu could feel that Ouyang Xiong's heart was torn apart at that moment. It was painful and unforgettable pain. He couldn't accept this fact, he couldn't accept her leaving. He wanted to scream and cry, but he found that he had lost all his strength and all the sounds were stuck in his throat.
Tears welled up in his eyes, but did not fall. He remembered that she once said that monks should not shed tears easily, because it will only make people weaker. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
Under the illumination of the flames, his face looked so pale and tired. His eyes were full of sadness and despair, a sadness that was hotter than fire. His heart was bleeding and his soul was trembling.
Then the flames died down, leaving only a charred remains. Ouyang Xiong stood there, watching all this quietly. His lover had turned into ashes.
This was the darkest day, the most painful moment of his life. He felt as if he had lost the whole world.
It was then that Ouyang Xiong went into seclusion and realized a path of fire. However, this path of fire was not a raging fire, but a lonely and miserable fire in the darkness.
Ouyang Xiong felt that at the moment she left, he changed from a person to a person...
When Ouyang Xiong walked out of the retreat again, the fire went out, and the fire was buried deep in his heart...
.At that time, Ouyang Xiong had a pendant in his hand.
That pendant is a beautifully made cherry blossom crystal. It has condensed the efforts and creativity of the craftsmen and turned it into an extremely exquisite jewelry.
The pendant was small and elegant, with a transparent crystal inlaid with faint cherry blossom petals in the center. Every facet of the crystal has been carefully ground and polished, allowing light to flow through it like a miniature nebula.
The shape of the cherry blossoms is carefully shaped, although small but lifelike. Each petal is as thin as a cicada's wing, with elegant curves. It's as if you can feel the gentle breeze passing by, causing the cherry blossom petals to tremble gently. In the center of the cherry blossom is the transparent spar, which is like a shining star, symbolizing hopes and dreams.
The chain of the pendant is a slender silver wire, delicately passed through the center of the cherry blossom petals, and then passed through a tiny silver ring, so that it can be hung safely above the hilt of the sword. The design of silver wire and silver ring not only increases the beauty of the pendant, but also allows the pendant to be hung stably on the sword without swinging randomly.
This cherry blossom crystal pendant seems to be a symbol of a girl. Its beauty and delicacy are like the girl's pure and flawless heart and extremely rich emotions.
The woman once hung it on Ouyang Xiong's sword, as if her tenderness and tenacity were integrated into the sword and became part of it.
But at this time, the pendant was no longer attached to the Kusha Sword...
