brush!
The ghost energy all over the sky seemed to be retreating from the tide, turning into shapes like whips and vines, and all of them converged on the body.
The white hair faded to black, the nine tails retracted to the waist, and the three blood lines on the forehead disappeared and faded.
The extremely arrogant Shou Ye transformed into a ghost beast, but when the sword sounded, it was like a sharp sword being sheathed, and he returned to the simple Xu Xiao Shou.
At this moment, many ancient sword cultivators around Yujing City all had stern expressions.
coming……
Ye Xiaotian held his breath and concentrated, comparing Xu Xiaoshou in his return to his original form with the sword immortals around him, especially the Meisi people, he felt the same:
It did come...
The arrogance that was released retreated, and the melancholy form belonging to the ancient sword cultivator came out!
"Buzz——"
The Emperor Sword Duzun, one of the five great artifacts of Chaos, came into contact with the third-grade spiritual sword Zangku in mid-air, and an astonishing sword intent emerged.
The sword intent was almost condensed into substance, intertwined and blended with each other, and seemed to be equally divided.
However, after a few breaths, the one-sided attitude turned into surging golden sword energy, pushing through Jade Capital City and surging in all directions.
"Hey..."
Zang Ku was shaken down and fell into the palm of his master, complaining aggrievedly.
This scene was recorded by Feng Zhongzui, who was holding the preaching mirror, and spread to the five regions of the mainland.
In the first confrontation, Jian was outmatched, which undoubtedly aroused a lot of doubts:
"Zangku? This looks like just an ordinary spiritual sword...Fourth grade? Third grade? It is certainly expensive, but is it worthy of Master Shou's noble status?"
"Where are the four swords that Xu Xiaoshou has? Where's the Yan Python? The Emperor Sword is the Sovereign. Ordinary spiritual swords will probably break after being hit. Are you kidding with this broken sword?"
"That's absolutely not the case. I heard that the Sword Master Shouye used to kill people was to hide suffering. Hiding suffering is definitely not something in a pond. It turns into a snake when it encounters a storm!"
"Pfft! What a snake, but I remember he was using four swords?"
"Fart! I saw it with my own eyes. He used Yan Python, Flame Sword Yan Python, and combined with Jinzhao Bai Yan, this is Master Shou's exclusive sword!"
"Everyone, please stop arguing. I can't believe that Shou Ye wants to nourish his sword. Don't you see that Qing Ju is nourished by his 'name'?"
"It's funny! Do you think that any broken sword has the grace of Qing Ju, and do you think that any person has the grace of the Eighth Sword Immortal?"
"Hiding suffering? Let me make a bold prediction first - Broken Sword hiding suffering!"
Before the battle started, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely saw the laws of heaven and earth, and wisps of "qi" like silk and mist coming from all directions.
This energy eventually drifted into the body of the Zangku sword, making it even more depressed and less willing to fight.
Not at all as proud as before.
After being softened by the Emperor Sword Duzun's touch, the God of Pain was also tired.
"name……"
Perception swept in all directions, and no one moved at all.
Only the two lines of tears seemed to be noticed, and he stretched out his fingers to touch something in front of him.
Xu Xiaoshou understood immediately.
This is the real "name" that can nourish all things and can only be seen by those who have practiced sword observation and "sword mind"!
However, the name of success and success can achieve the Eight Masters, the Qingju, etc.; the name of decadence and doubt can only have a counterproductive effect and cannot bring any nourishment to the hidden suffering?
"No."
Xu Xiaoshou stopped in the air, thoughtfully.
This is a large number of "names" from the five realms that can almost be merged into reality. If he finally tastes defeat, I fear that Zang Kuzhen will never be able to recover.
But if you win!
All doubts are false.
Even if peace comes, this will also become the basis for success and fame.
"In the dark past of unfulfilled achievements, I was the same way. This is where your name of 'hiding suffering' comes from."
"What's more, you are just a third-grade spiritual sword?"
"Is it wrong for them to question you?"
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up with silver sword thoughts, and while muttering to himself, he gently stroked the body of the Zangku sword.
The black sword hummed and trembled, and soon let out a pleasant moan, forgetting all external doubts in the blink of an eye.
war!
"嘤——"
The sword was restarted and stretched straight.
The sword thought was between the sword holder and the sword, growing stronger and shining with a biting luster.
Beibei withdrew his eyes from the black sword, but he did not take action immediately, but advised:
"You only have one chance. Now that you have four swords in exchange, they will never break... You don't raise swords like this."
Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and looked at Cen Cen with a smile, "That's how I got here."
"Okay! Don't regret it if you dare!" Bei Bei shouted softly, and the Emperor's Sword suddenly erupted with bright golden light.
She knew Xu Xiaoshou's level of swordsmanship and never dared to trust him.
Since warnings are useless, doing your best is the best respect for your opponent!
"Ten Thousand Swordsmanship..."
As soon as he opened his palms, the imperial sword in his palms trembled crazily, slowly rising up, and its momentum advanced layer by layer.
The sword power can be condensed at any time, and the battle can be opened at any time!
The people of Yujing City felt that they had been immersed in Master Shou's swordsmanship for the last breath. In the blink of an eye, all the spiritual swords in the city were flying.
"Buzz buzz..."
Wan Jian returns to his clan.
This is the true worship of ten thousand swords.
It’s not the Void Condensation Swordsmanship, it’s the tens of thousands of swords in the real Yujing City!
"The first realm, absolute empire?"
Xu Xiaoshou tightly held on to Zang Ku, who was also being pulled, and looked sideways, but did not immediately stop him.
As a high-ranking person on a psychological level, he indulged Beibei because he was sure that the other party could not beat him.
As a low-ranking person in the level of swordsmanship, if he wants to steal Beibei's master, he also needs to let her swordsmanship be fully unleashed.
"Kendo disk."
Without hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou stepped out of the kendo disk and entered the state of unity between heaven and man.
When he looked at it like this again, Beibei's sword seemed to be different.
"Not just Ten Thousand Swordsmanship?"
When the emperor's sword alone passed over Beibei's head, the golden imperial aura affected all the spiritual swords around Yujing City.
Xu Xiaoshou was not the only one affected.
Almost at the same time, the major ancient sword cultivators also lowered their eyes and tightly grasped the swords that were suddenly unsheathed and almost being pulled away.
"Chuishenzhang, Taicheng Sword, Tingchen, Hu, Meiziyu, Xijiao..." Fengzhong was so drunk that he scanned the major ancient swordsmen one by one with his preaching mirror and said with great excitement:
"You may not know what these swords mean, but let me tell you, all of them look like famous swords!"
"Even Gu Lao's Mei Ziyu and Yang Lao's Xi Jiao are not famous in the world now. You will know when the Seven Swordsmen are named."
"And now, all these swords, which may or may not be named, were almost pulled by Bei Sword Immortal. What does it mean?"
"The first level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, absolute empire?"
"No! It's more than that!"
Drunk spitting in the wind, asking and answering himself, "Most people in my Feng family have practiced Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, and there is absolutely no such effect. This is the influence of the Emperor Sword alone!"
Feng Tingchen glanced over with a sullen face.
Feng Zhongzui's passion suddenly froze, and he quickly turned to the mirror and said, "Master, did I say something wrong?"
Feng Tingchen's face suddenly thought it looked much better, but in fact it looked even worse.
"That's right." Mei Siren turned his head and looked, "You do know a lot."
Drunk and overjoyed in the wind, I got the greatest encouragement from this, and continued cracklingly:
"The Emperor's Sword is the only sword, the most suitable sword for all swordsmanship."
"The more auxiliary swords there are, the stronger the power it can release!"
"My Feng family is planning... Bah, I have been dreaming about it for so long, but I can't get this sword. Today I finally see that it perfectly matches the ancient sword cultivator."
"As I expected, Bei Sword Immortal will command all the swords in the world in the name of the Emperor Sword as the sole master, and use it to enhance himself...here he comes!"
Feng Zhongzui's mouth was a bit broken, but the angle of the sword was extremely accurate.
Just as his voice settled, the Imperial Sword above Beibei's head hummed with a mysterious sound that suppressed the eternity:
"Thousands of swords come to worship me, but my sword is the only one to be honored!"
This sound seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to come from a sword, but in fact it came in response to Beibei opening his mouth, turning the void into reality.
When the sound was settled, a golden dragon shadow jumped out from the emperor's sword.
All the famous swords and spirit swords present had some of their power transferred to them and merged into them.
At the same time as the golden light spread all over the sky, the shadow of the golden dragon jumped into Beibei's body, dyeing his white clothes with noble gold, as if wearing an invisible crown on his head.
"boom!"
The sword energy in the void is rampant, and thousands of swords in Yujing bow down.
Feng Zhongzui knew the effect, so he directly zoomed in on the screen and aimed at the surging sword energy wave.
…
All over the five regions, everyone in front of the preaching mirror.
"This guy has such a bad mouth..."
"You guys from the Feng family, can you summon him and ask him to calm down for a while?"
Many people were still condemning the one called Feng Zhongzui for screaming wildly, but then they saw the picture in the mirror change, and a noble golden figure jumped out.
The portrait scene passed quickly, and then slowed down as it moved towards the sword in the hand of Beijianxian, which was dyed with golden light and suddenly changed in quality.
"Emperor Sword!"
The sword was drawn out from bottom to tip.
From the angry eyes, the majestic golden sword pattern...
As for the dark silver blades, the dragon pattern in the middle, and the eight-sided sword with murderous intent...
It not only has the nobility of the emperor, but also has the emperor's power of not being angry, not to mention the fact that the emperor's sword is so powerful at this moment!
Everyone covered their faces and exclaimed, retreating in shock, because the sword in the mirror looked like it was almost going to burst out of the mirror.
A preaching mirror can convey a lot of things.
In addition to the impact and damage encountered at the scene, almost 90% of the sword intention, sword energy, sword power, etc. can be transmitted.
At that time, in front of the Sword Burial Tomb was the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Arms Demon Lord, the stunning enchantress with the Blood Sword, the voice of the Demon Sword Nulan from Half Moon Bay, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword from Shenyue Fairy City...
Everyone who has a name has something to do with it.
The famous swords and spiritual swords in front of these mirrors have not yet suppressed the excitement.
The picture in the mirror was enlarged, and the Bei Sword Immortal, who was holding the imperial sword, had coldly pressed his sword in front of Xu Xiaoshou and Zangku.
"Absolute monarchy, surrender!"
With a bang, the world in the mirror rippled, and golden waves surged out, almost suffocating the person in front of the mirror.
It’s not false!
The momentum is so overwhelming that it is like a drowned duckweed, swaying and about to overturn.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Absolute monarchy, is this the effect? Isn't it just a matter of suppressing momentum?"
"Damn it, why hasn't this Feng Zhongzui spoken yet? He keeps talking when he shouldn't and doesn't say a word when he should..."
After a short period of stagnation, an extremely excited voice sounded:
"Haidao, the sea has no boundaries!"
"Everyone, you read it right, this is one of the highest among the three thousand swordsmanship..."
…
Absolute monarchy?
The sea has no boundaries?
With his feet on the kendo board, Xu Xiaoshou was like a gluttonous beast that didn't know why it was full, frantically digesting a large amount of "knowledge" that had been in his stomach.
He did not touch Yun Dao Fields and Yun Dao Seeds, but added points to himself, the Mangjian Dao Mysterious Formation Diagram.
Because he discovered that his swordsmanship level was actually not low anymore.
Although Bei Bei's sword style borrows the power of the Emperor's Sword to dominate, it is very powerful, but it is not incomprehensible.
It can even be said that Xu Xiaoshou understood it as soon as she made the move and Feng Zhongzui explained it.
Compared with the "one poem, one sword, one song" Xiao Zunxue on Void Island, and the "Red Plum third rate, first rate is better than the first rate" Mei Si people...
Beibei's sword is certainly very powerful.
But it’s too basic. I’m just copying answers to sample questions. It’s very superficial!
She can only use one sword style at the same time, and at most add a little bit of "Haido", which is a more complicated sword style among the three thousand sword styles. The rest depends on the emperor's sword alone.
As for Xiao Dazui's sword and Mei Siren's sword, they have put aside the sword itself and are playing with sword-style combos, or even swordsmanship combos.
The missionary mirror finished transmitting the highlight moment of Bei Jianxian, and Feng Zhongzui showed Shouye the scene at the right time.
He had the same idea as everyone in front of the mirror at this moment, and wanted to see how Master Shou would respond to this sword.
Unexpectedly, the picture in the mirror moved away, only to see a figure dancing fiercely in the storm, with black hair slowly flying, but it became more unmoving, free and uninhibited.
He lightly touched the sword with his fingertips and whispered:
"Zangku, do you want to kill the gods?"
With a bang, the person in front of the mirror stood up directly.
Some people fell in love with Mr. Shou's calmness and calmness, while others witnessed the origin of the name "Shou Ye".
Gu Qingsan pointed at that guy, turned around and said angrily: "He is too arrogant... Junior sister, he is too arrogant!"
Su Qianqian pursed her lips into a smile and said nothing.
In Half Moon Bay, the actor who played Dao Qiong pointed at the mirror, looked back at the eight familiar actors and smiled.
"I don't believe you haven't taught him the sword. Mr. Siren can't teach him such a shameless thing."
The eight masters didn't even look back: "Is it possible that after staying with you for a while, everyone will be a little bit slutty? What's more, he is also slutty?"
…
presumptuous!
Under the imperial posture, Beibei was angry and speechless.
Under the absolute suppression of the imperial system, Xu Xiaoshou could not be shaken to pieces, but could still speak arrogant words with ease?
What contempt!
The sea has no boundaries, it is an attack that is the culmination of ten thousand sword skills. The sword intent that has been condensed into a vast ocean can push forward layer by layer, overturning people.
This sword seals the throat, and thousands of swords in Yujing City are launched. At the same time, the sword intent of all the famous swords in the surrounding area surges wildly. It can be said that there is support from all directions, and King Qin is protecting him.
And just like that, when Beibei's sword struck Xu Xiaoshou's throat, the guy still seemed to turn a blind eye.
"Illusion swordsmanship?"
Beibei's pupils condensed.
At the same time, I heard a drunken shout in the wind:
"Illusion Sword Art, this is Illusion Sword Art!"
"Don't forget, everyone, Master Shou is not only a student of Mr. Si Ren, he also followed the Eighth Sword Immortal for a while before this."
"And as we all know, the Eighth Sword Immortal is good at phantom swordsmanship. Even his named disciple Xiao Kongtong is also good at it. How could Xu Xiaoshou not be good at it?"
Beibei's mind moved, he temporarily transformed into a sword, slashed the throat, and turned it into downward suppression.
"Heart Sword Technique, my heart is clear and broken!"
Suddenly golden light exploded, and the waves turned from attack to defense, rushing around the body, trying to defeat the illusory swordsmanship.
At least, it has to be able to show the flaws or boundaries of the phantom sword technique, right?
No!
Beibei glanced around and saw that the world was extremely real, without any flaws.
Is the Fantasy Sword Technique solved in advance?
Illusion sword skills are still there, but they haven't been exposed?
At this moment, before she understood it, she saw Xu Xiao moved in front of her.
Xu Xiaoshou pushed forward gently, and in the slowest, easiest to guard against, but also the weirdest way, he pierced the tip of the sword into the defenseless Beibei's chest.
"laugh……"
When he sealed his throat with his sword, he was so fake that he couldn't be more fake. He didn't even have a hint of panic, retreat or defense. Even his sword movements were so fake that they exploded. It was clearly Xu Xiaoshou who was an illusion.
His sword brought the most real pain!
Beibei lowered his head in a daze, looking at the large amount of blood overflowing from his heart, and felt the heart-piercing pain.
At this moment, she heard the drunken scream in the wind again:
"What did I see?"
"Master Shou used my voice as a phantom sword technique. With just a few words and his weird movements, he easily deceived the Northern Sword Immortal?"
"The most powerful sword of the Emperor's Sword has released its power on its own. The third-grade Spiritual Sword hides the pain, but it breaks through the defense so easily? Attacking the heart is the most important thing. This is called phantom swordsmanship!"
Beibei's pupils suddenly trembled, and his face turned red.
If the sword stabbing her heart just now hadn't made her wake up, the words "it really stabbed her heart" were what broke her guard on the spot.
No magic swordsmanship?
In other words, the magic of phantom swordsmanship was not at the moment he realized it, but after he "realized" it and took advantage of the situation?
So if he had been brave enough to cut it off at that time, the one he would have cut off would have been Xu Xiaoshou's neck?
Regret!
"laugh……"
Zang Ku pulled it out from Beibei's heart and touched it lightly, softening Beibei's sword-holding hand and knocking off the Emperor Sword Duzun.
Four taels is worth a thousand catties.
But the difference between victory and defeat comes too soon?
Xu Xiaoshou frowned. The scene he expected of a passionate battle between the sword immortals, with both sides fighting with all their strength, was in vain.
He also wants to steal more from his master...
But soon, Xu Xiaoshou put away his distracting thoughts, suddenly realized the reason, and said in an indifferent tone:
"Gu Jian Xiu Mu Wu Shen Buddha, my position in your heart is too high and too strong, even to the point where I don't need to use the sword, and you will fail."
"It's not me you lose, it's yourself."
After a pause, the hidden light struck out at a high speed, piercing the main artery on the side of Beibei's snow-white neck, and blood surged like a spring.
"To borrow a word from someone..."
"With one strike of my sword, I will kill the gods and Buddhas in your heart. I hope you will do well."
Thanks to [Northern Genius Jiang Nayi] for the 10,000 reward for Tibetan Ku.
Zangku: "嘤嘤嘤..."