"Swordsmanship is famous. It's called Mo. It's the way of Mo. There are thousands of swords, but they can hurt the true self."
After taking the red plum, Mei Jiren is no longer warm-hearted, her brows are condensed, her body is like a sword, and her anger breaks through the sky.
There was a brush sound, and a cyclone spread out a hundred miles away.
Then, green Mo swords rose out of thin air with the voice of Mei Jiren, turning into raging rivers, roaring and coiling, and in an instant, Jiang Buyi's sanctuary was destroyed!
The torrent of sword energy turned into endless green light and injected into the red plum at Meijiren's fingertips.
For a moment, the red plum blossoms are like swords, and the fragrance replaces the sound of swords, flying thousands of miles.
"Mo Jian Shu, the first realm, Qinghe Sword Realm!" Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened.
He knew this sword. It was this sword that Gou Wuyue used when he fought against the Eight Masters.
But Mr. Jiren can do it too?
And the "Qinghe Sword Realm" he masters can even break through the holy realm?
"Are you crazy!" Xu Xiaoshou held his head in his hands, his eyes filled with shock.
Is this the value of a hardcore veteran swordsman?
Is this the ability mastered by swordsmen of the same generation as Mr. Yutu, the former master of the Seven Swords Owl Holy Temple?
The posture of a swordsman, powerful enough to rival a half-saint?
So... Lao Gou is just Xiao Gou after all, and he is not worthy of being the spokesperson of Mo Jian Shu?
Just when his thoughts reached this point, he saw Mr. Jiren, who was pinching the red plum, as if a sharp sword had been drawn out of its sheath, its sharp edge revealed, and his fierce killing intent completely tore away Jiang Buyi's pressure.
"Walking in the sword world, the sword river opens into clouds..."
"break!"
With the final word, Mei Jiren just threw it away.
The red plum flew over and turned into a blooming red sword flower before the light of the Zhusheng Cloud descended to the top, completely resisting the impact of the holy power.
"No matter how strong the power of the Sword Immortal is, theoretically speaking, it cannot be stronger than the Holy Power, right?"
Just when Xu Xiaoshou was on tenterhooks, the red sword plum that resisted the light of the Killing Saint Cloud trembled slightly, and then, as if responding to his teacher's mantra, a green sword emerged from it.
“Hush, rest, rest—”
Hongmei, who had swallowed up the entire Qinghe Sword Realm's Endless Mo Sword, resisted the suppression of Zhu Sheng Yunguang and the power of Zhu Xie, and was able to counterattack it!
The cloud-attributed holy light could not hide Xu Xiaoshou's gaze.
He could see that the Mo sword was in an indestructible posture, completely penetrating the Saint-killing Cloud Light from bottom to top!
"Hiss~"
Xu Xiaoshou gasped.
Even the Rao Yao Yao Xuan Cang Divine Sword can't withstand the light of Zhusheng Yun!
Can Mr. Jiren's Mo swordsmanship defeat Jiang Buyi's semi-sage move?
This can no longer be called "Mo Jian Shu", right? Or is it that the "Mo Jian Shu" I have seen before are all inferior?
"Mo Jian, Mo Jian..."
Xu Xiaoshou thought of something.
Mo Jian Shu's greatest ability is his ability to ignore defense and carry out attacks that cause real damage.
In other words, it's not that Gou Wuyue is weak, but that he has practiced Mo Jianshu to the level of Mr. Jiren, and can even break through with the Holy Power?
It is normal to challenge higher levels, but Taixu becomes more holy...
Can this be considered normal?
Not sure, let's have a look.
"Xu Xiaoshou, watch carefully..."
Mr. Jiren's words before he drew his sword flashed through his mind. At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou finally understood Mr. Jiren's intention.
Does he want to teach himself how to crack the holy power like Sang Lao did that day?
Xu Xiaoshou started to get excited.
Earlier, he didn't take the Nine Swordsmanships of pure ancient sword practice to heart because he felt that he was "proficient in swordsmanship" and did not need anyone else to teach him the sword.
But along the way, he discovered that this was not the case.
"Sword Mastery" is like having a kendo library thrust into one's mind. How to use it and how to unleash the full power of its knowledge requires other sword moves to be activated.
Mu Yong has no doubt that the Nine Sword Techniques, Eighteen Sword Styles, and Three Thousand Sword Techniques along the way of Gu Jian Xiu are the keys to this kendo library.
After experiencing so much, Xu Xiaoshou has long wanted to seriously ask Bazun for advice on the swordsmanship, sword style, and kendo of this ancient swordsman.
But before he could come to Bazunji, Mr. Jiren gave him another chance, came to him again, and showed it in person.
"Mo Jian Shu..."
"What Mr. Jiren is doing right now is Mo Jian Shu. He is teaching me the highest level of power in Mo Jian Shu..."
"No, maybe this can't be called the 'highest level', but how to use Taixu level Mo swordsmanship to defeat a semi-saint, this is already very high, ten percent high!"
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't take his eyes away, staring at the green Mo swords shot out of the red plum. He felt that the illusory Mo swords were broken down into swordsmanship insights in his mind.
And these insights can be verified and explained from the knowledge base of one's own "sword mastery".
He was like a greedy sponge, frantically absorbing the knowledge he needed at this time.
"Mo Jian Shu is 'open', 'different', 'independent', and 'move forward indomitably'..."
"What it confirms is the 'Penetration' in Three Thousand Swordsmanship, which is 'ignoring defense' and 'real damage'..."
"This is the sword cultivator's second sword. It came from parallel time and space. All physical defenses in the current time and space are completely unable to withstand its attack. Even the holy power should be like this..."
Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and started to hide the pain unconsciously.
Even he didn't notice that the Zangku black sword, which was twisting like a maggot with excitement, had some dull cyan light.
He looked at Mr. Jiren.
The wanton and flamboyant purple-robed swordsman was writing the most magnificent image of the "Sword Immortal" in Xu Xiaoshou's mind at this time.
That kind of open and close momentum is completely different from the gentle, unhurried old man I saw in the past!
Xu Xiaoshou looked thoughtfully at Zangku, and the blue color turned into a sword shadow, appearing under the Zangku sword body and becoming his second sword.
then……
This Mo Jian also started to twist crazily!
Xu Xiaoshou:? ? ?
are you crazy!
He immediately smashed the green Mo Jian and put Zang Ku away, not daring to try again.
It must be wrong, it must be wrong. Sure enough, Kendo still needs to be taught by someone step by step, you cannot understand it on your own!
Returning to look at the battlefield, Xu Xiaoshou felt that he seemed to understand why there was such a big gap between Gou Wuyue's Mo swordsmanship and Mei Jiren's Mo swordsmanship.
The sword cultivator's will will affect the sword in his hand.
Mei Jiren is a free man, a hard-core old-timer with many talents all over the world. He does not need to give face to anyone in the world and has no constraints at all.
This state is the state that is most suitable for Mo Jianshu.
On the other hand, when Gou Wuyue fought against Ba Zunxue, due to the previous friendship between the two, there was a Holy Temple above his head.
He can also practice Mo Swordsmanship, but he is still a little short of the second level of Mo Swordsmanship - Sword Without Desire.
Naturally, they can't be compared with Mei Jiren, who is very light-hearted and fits Mo's swordsmanship very well.
unless……
"Unless Gou Wuyue can get rid of the shackles of the Holy Temple Hall and find his 'freedom' again, if so, he will definitely be able to improve with his attainments in swordsmanship. But is this possible?" Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts were wandering.
In the field, Red Jianmei and Zhusheng Yunguang were fighting each other, and even Jiang Buyi was frightened by Mei's swordsmanship.
Can a mere swordsman really block a holy blow?
"Meijiren, I have to admit that if you live a long time, you will indeed know more and have deeper attainments than some of the juniors. However, the gap between the Sword Immortal and the Half-Saint cannot be bridged by time." Jiang Buyi sneered.
If you think that even though the person in front of you is doing his best, you think that Jiang Buyi's level is only this little, then you are totally wrong.
Zhusheng Yunguang is just a small test.
The reason why this move is still used to deal with the Sword Immortal is because, under a semi-saint, how can one kill a chicken with a powerful sword?
But Mei Jiren is no better than Rao Yaoyao. The fact that he can take the move of Killing Saint Yunguang shows that he is not a weakling.
However……
No matter how strong the bull is, how strong can it be?
Jiang Buyi raised his hand again, and the holy statue behind him buzzed and burst into bright holy light.
The world stood still for a moment, and the entire Miracle Forest stopped shaking due to the activation of the Jedi attribute.
The next second.
"Edict!"
Dark clouds gather, turning day and night upside down.
Gray and black clouds covered the bright moon - there was no moon on the Void Island, and only the skylight could be seen.
But under Jiang Buyi's will, the sky changed, and the moonlight naturally appeared.
"The clouds cover the moon, and the Tao rebels against the ritual..."
Jiang Buyi's lips didn't move, his will surged around his body, and the sacred sound gushed out.
He was angry and made a seal, sealing the moves into a move, which was determined by the light of the Killing Saint Cloud that he had summoned before.
"Hand of the Saint!"
With one drink, the sky thundered.
The rich aura of the Holy Tribulation surged, and the thunder struck into the light of the Killing Saint Cloud. The previously bright and bright holy light turned into gray and black in an instant.
The red sword plum that was under great pressure and cutting through the Saint-Slaying Cloud Light was finally unable to withstand the angry blow of the Half-Saint that had transformed into the "Hand of the Killing Saint" at this moment, and exploded into pieces.
Jiang Buyi smiled in relief.
"Hand of Cutting Saint" is a blow used to deal with half-saints.
He gave Mei Jiren enough face, but he didn't know whether the person in front of him could accept it.
"Seven Swordsmen, Mei Jiren... I am really curious, how much do you know, and how much can you do in front of me?"
The vast and infinite hand of the Tailoring Saint came to suppress Jiang Buyi's sneer. In the disappeared state, Xu Xiaoshou felt his head buzzing, and even his sanity was almost suppressed.
It turns out that Mei Jiren's red sword plum can withstand not only the light of the Saint-killing cloud, but also the influence of the Half-Saint's will on everyone in this world.
But the red plum was broken, and even Xu Xiaoshou, who was in the disappeared state, was miserable.
It was hard for him to imagine how much pressure he was experiencing when facing the semi-saint Mr. Jiren!
The half-saint Jiang Buyi, with the sacred image empty on his back, formed a sharp contrast with the helpless and helpless Meijiren who stood alone.
"Suppressed, passive value, +1."
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes became frightened, and he felt that under such circumstances, it might not be easy for the Eight Masters to come.
That sick man... Xu Xiaoshou's knowledge was not enough for him to search in his mind for even one of the moves that the Eight Masters had shown in the past, which could be used to fight against the hands of the cutting saint in front of him.
Because this is not an island in the void with seals and restrictions, nor is it Gou Wuyue who is already weaker than him.
What Mei Jiren faced was the full force of Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi, an angry blow!
The Hand of the Cutting Saint is obviously only a few feet in size, but in the eyes of Xu and Mei, it seems to cover the entire forest of miracles, with infinite power and vastness.
"How many will it be?"
"How much can you do?"
On the lonely ground pillar, Mei Jiren murmured silently, looking up, but there was no fear and helplessness in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes. He just smiled and responded to Jiang Buyi's words.
"The old man doesn't know much, just swordsmanship; he can't do much, just save people."
After saying this, Mei Jiren looked away and lowered his eyelids.
"Buzz——"
The clear and harsh sound of the sword echoed through the entire Miracle Forest at this moment.
Jiang Buyi's eyes tightened, and he saw that the eyelids of the person in front of him were drooping. The Buddha statue who was compassionate to all living beings actually had a trace of power in his body that even he could feel his heart.
"What's this?"
Jiang Buyi couldn't believe that Mei Jiren, a Sword Immortal and Taixu level person, could have such a will?
There are only two kinds of things that semi-saints fear, one is the power of the Holy Emperor, and the other is the power of the ancestors.
When Mei Jiren lowered his eyes, could it be that what he showed was one of these two powers?
"Jiang Buyi, are you bullying an old man who has not become a semi-saint and has no holy image?" After Mei Jiren lowered his eyes, he raised his eyes again, like a glaring King Kong.
In an instant, the green hairpin that tied up his bun broke, and he floated up into the air, his long hair flying, "In this case, you are wrong, very wrong!"
Clenched your hands into sword fingers and made a seal in front of your chest.
Mei Jiren's voice sank, his whole body collapsed, and his body suddenly erupted with a strong holy will!
Yes, it is the Holy Will!
Before becoming a saint, there is nothing but the will of a saint, and it is of no use. It can only prove a person's potential, and he may be canonized in the future.
But in Meijiren's case...
Will is the embodiment of strength!
And his saintly will seems to be much higher than that of the semi-saint Jiang Buyi in front of him!
"Swordsmanship has a name, it's called the heart, the way of the heart, there is no god, no Buddha, no law."
Mei Jiren's every word, the sacred sound of birds, echoes endlessly throughout the world.
Finally, the whole body's will is condensed, the anger is raised, the fantasy becomes reality, and the order takes shape.
"because……"
"I am the God and Buddha, and the Dharma is like the sky!"
boom!
The Jedi attributes of Miracle Forest seem to have been stifled in growth at this moment.
Amidst the unprecedented explosions, a huge and terrifying virtual image of gods and demons took shape on the back of Mei Jiren. It stood up from the waist and was several times larger than Jiang Buyi's holy image!
"I..." Xu Xiaoshoudong fell into the air and stared blankly at the... virtual image summoned by Mr. Ji?
He has not yet become a semi-saint and does not have a holy image, so it is just a virtual image, right?
But……
What a monster this is!
It has the most magnificent colorful clothes, so beautiful that it is like a phantom that can only appear in the imaginary kingdom; it is surrounded by nine peerless epee swords, tainted with a strong breath of mortals, and it has become a world of its own; it has ten palaces under its feet. King of Hell, thousands of swords are worshiping above his head; his hands are holding nothingness, but they are cyan. Even if people can't see it, they know that they are two invisible swords!
"I'll be good..." Xu Xiao's head was numb.
He suddenly discovered that this was not a simple virtual image, but a combination of a virtual image and another sword technique.
This is something Mei Jiren imagined through his "Heart Sword Technique"! And this monster is called the first state of the Heart Sword Technique - the current God and Buddha!
But Xu Xiaoshou knew that "the gods and Buddhas are under his eyes".
Bazunji had used it when he was fighting Gou Wuyue, but it was far less exaggerated than what Mr. Jiren showed now.
——Compared with the gentle and gentle Mr. Jiren, this ferocious giant monster can be the product of the same will?
The more Xu Xiaoshou looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Suddenly his eyes widened, as if he finally saw clearly the meaning of his husband's "god and Buddha".
"The colorful clothes are 'illusion', the heavy sword is numbered 'nine', the mortal world is 'love', the king of hell belongs to 'ghost', the 'ten thousand' sword worships, controls the void, and its color is green, which is 'mo'..." …”
"Damn it, isn't this seven-ninths of the nine swordsmanships?"
"And this is the first level of Mr. Jiren's 'Heart' swordsmanship. If the gods and Buddhas at this moment are really the true reflection of Mr. Jiren's heart, then in ordinary times, he would be the last swordsman - 'Zang'!" "
"The nine great swordsmanships are integrated into one body, and the gods and Buddhas are as good as the sword gods..."
After Xu Xiaoshou saw through this monster, not only his head was numb, but his body was also numb.
He thought of what his husband had just said...
"The old man doesn't know much, just swordsmanship; he can't do much, just save people."
so……
The eight masters said "Do you think I am a god?", and the next second he summoned the Void Island; Mr. Jiren said "I don't know much", and then he created a "god and Buddha" that is a collection of nine major swordsmanships. .
Are all ancient sword cultivators this piss-prone? !
"Being frightened, passive value, +1."
The holy realm has been broken, and the hand of the cutting saint was turned away by Mei's own gods and Buddhas. Xu Xiaoshou could see the...fear in the eyes of half-saint Jiang Buyi?
At a glance of "perception", he could see more clearly the entire forest of miracles, and he was also trembling at the moment.
The Jedi attribute of the Forest of Miracles was already activated, but now as soon as the gods and Buddhas appeared, the ancient trees cracked again, the earth collapsed again, and all living creatures were subdued by the sword energy and bowed their heads.
Everything that was restless returned to calm, and the entire Forest of Miracles looked like a secular school with strict rules.
When a very vicious teacher walks into the classroom and gives a lesson, no matter how naughty the creature is, it has to calm down obediently, stand up, hold hands, perform a student salute, and say hello with respect and fear.
"I have met Mr. Jiren."
