That light was extremely subtle.
But with a hint of complicated and inexplicable sword intention, it was flowing out from the sword of the First Emperor at an unusually slow speed.
The Sword Master's Sword Twenty-Two also continued to impact this sword intent.
Apparently the Sword Master also felt the changes in the First Emperor's Sword.
"This sword..."
Even though the sword master had been aloof and arrogant all his life, he was slightly surprised when he saw that abnormal sword intent.
He vaguely felt that this sword contained more evil intentions than the big iron box Duan Zhen carried behind him.
Although there was some evil intention in the iron box, he also knew that it was a powerful and vicious weapon.
But at this moment, the Emperor's Sword began to exude a stronger evil meaning.
It was as if his sword intention was providing nutrients to the sword, vaguely trying to hatch or unlock something.
"Are you scared?"
Duan Zhen continued to block with his sword, when he saw the sword master suddenly stopped, his eyes still staring at his own Sword of the First Emperor, as if he was thinking about something.
He continued to use provocative words to try to get the other party to fight again.
At this time, the crystals on the sword of the First Emperor had begun to glow slightly, and it seemed that it could evolve further at any moment.
"No one can fool me."
The sword master stood there arrogantly. He was not a fool. He could naturally see that this sword could no longer be described as weird.
Although he didn't have any fear in the path of the sword, he didn't want to create a hidden danger inexplicably.
"Hahahaha! I am the Dugu Sword Saint who is unparalleled in my entire life and has a mastery of swordsmanship. It turns out that after losing to Wuming, I became a loser who dared not take another step forward!"
Duan Zhen suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, with ridicule and disdain in his tone.
His voice was extremely loud, and he even used the blood energy agitation technique.
These words spread all around, causing the broken vegetation to tremble slightly.
"nameless…"
The sword master originally ignored any stimulation from Duan Zhen, but after hearing the word "nameless", a light finally rose in his eyes.
It seems that following the two words Wuming, he begins to trace his past life.
Dugu Jian from Wushuang City learned swordplay at the age of five, joined the family at the age of seven, and showed his prowess at the age of nine.
At the age of thirteen, he was already a prodigy, and there was no one to teach him.
After that, he fought through thorns and obstacles all the way, creating the holy swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was almost invincible.
At the age of twenty-seven, he fought against all the powerful masters in the world without losing a single one.
The world calls him the Sword Master!
What is the mentality of being at the top?
That is the regret and loneliness of being invincible in the world and looking for a match but not being able to find one.
And just after he had been lonely for twenty years, he finally met an opponent who could challenge him.
That is today's Tianjian Wuming.
The sword master did not expect that he would be directly defeated by this man who was the same age as himself.
After being invincible for many years, my loneliness and regret have accumulated to an extremely strong level, and I want to find a rival.
But when that opponent appeared, he was defeated.
What kind of mood is that?
Duan Zhen stared at the sword master, obviously seeing the complicated and inexplicable emotions in the other person's eyes.
He also practices martial arts, starting with martial arts.
In his opinion, failure is acceptable for warriors.
No one is invincible from the beginning. You can fail, but you cannot lose for a long time.
Manpower is always exhausted.
The opponents you encounter in practice will not always be at the same level as you, or just a little bit stronger.
Failure is not terrible.
But after failing once, the next time, and the next time, and finally the next time, you have to win it back.
This is the way to practice martial arts.
But for the sword master, it was difficult for him to beat Wuming in the way of swordsmanship.
A metaphysical sword, worship it like the sky.
Wuming's realm has become higher and higher over the years, and he is gradually unable to catch up.
"There is something in this sword that is not inferior to the Heavenly Sword, or even higher than the Heavenly Sword. Don't you want to take a look?"
Duan Zhen looked at the sword master stunned for a long time, then continued to speak slowly.
He didn't believe in this man who was obsessed with swords and his own way, and didn't want to see a stronger sword.
"The grief is inexplicable, the sadness is inexplicable, the melancholy is inexplicable, the regret is inexplicable..."
While Duan Zhen was speaking, the Sword Master suddenly murmured to himself.
His voice was extremely hoarse and low, but a sword intent that was completely different from the previous Holy Spirit Sword Technique suddenly rose in the air.
It is a kind of regretful loneliness when you are invincible, it is difficult to find an opponent, and you lose your goal.
It was another kind of resentment and pain after encountering an opponent suddenly and losing directly.
It is still a kind of helplessness and unwillingness to watch the opponent getting stronger and stronger, and oneself no longer has any ability to chase.
That is the sword master’s entire state of mind in this life!
Inexplicable sword skills, inexplicable grief!
"Boom boom boom!"
The air around him suddenly began to roll extremely strongly, as if the wind was carrying a trace of unspeakable emotions.
The wind turns into a whirlpool, and the grass and trees turn into swords.
Even Duan Zhen was affected by this inexplicable emotion and became extremely depressed and negative for a while.
He seemed to recall his life in Longchuan City for the past thirteen years.
The pain of being troubled by alien energy and tortured all day long.
There is also the unwillingness and powerlessness of being unable to become a warrior and unable to control one's own destiny.
This emotion spread very quickly and strongly, even Emperor Shitian who was watching the battle was affected.
This expression of grief was inexplicable, and it was actually more intense and profound than the sword intent that Wuming exuded after losing his wife!
"Are all sword cultivators like this..."
Duan Zhen shook his head, and the Xuanyuan Wuji Seal automatically circulated, slowly carrying the sudden rise of grief.
He also did not expect that the sword master used the inexplicable sword technique and Wuming used the holy spirit sword technique.
These two swordsmen were truly destined friends and foes.
He is both a sword enemy and a Taoist friend.
Duan Zhen finally understood why the sword master pointed out that he didn't understand swords from the beginning.
He also gradually began to understand the meaning of Kendo's only sentence.
"I accept this intention."
Duan Zhen nodded and used all his strength to activate the Xuanyuan Wuji Seal. At the same time, he raised the First Emperor's Sword and thrust it towards the Sword Master.
The opponent's sword energy and thoughts, filled with inexplicable sadness and pain, were all rushing towards him.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The First Emperor's Sword chirped softly, as if it had received an unspeakable sword intention, vaguely revealing a hint of joy.
The number of crystals on the sword instantly increased, many times more than before.
Gradually, as the Sword Master's thoughts continued to pour in, the entire First Emperor's Sword completely bloomed with brilliance.
The extremely subtle sword intention from before suddenly flashed, as if it jumped out directly from the sword body.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
At this moment, three people including Juggernaut, Duan Zhen, and Emperor Shitian heard an extremely cold and terrifying sneer at the same time.
That kind of laughter seemed to crawl out from the bottom of hell, and began to rush into all directions with an idea of destroying everything.
"what!"
Emperor Shitian instantly pressed a ball of ice in his hand, and stared at Duan Zhen's head with an extremely solemn expression.
I saw a trace of three feet long suddenly appeared in the void!
The trace was blood red all over, like blood from the sky, falling to the earth.
"So evil?"
Duan Zhen was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that something like a crack in space suddenly appeared above his head.
And the murderous evil intention in it was actually no less than that of the Great Evil King who stretched out his claws from the void of the sky at that time!
"Boom boom boom!"
The trace in the void only stayed for a few breaths, and then expanded instantly with that extremely cold laughter.
A hand as sharp as a sword, with fingers like ghost claws, suddenly grabbed Duan Zhen's head!
