The sword energy was indeed very scary. Taoist Pu You couldn't help but sit upright. Seeing Xie Fuling immediately throw out the water curtain in the box to defend against the enemy, he was slightly relieved.
"Fu Ling has always been resolute, and I have repeatedly told her to put her own life first." His heart was beating like thunder, and his eyes moved to the long sword in Zhao Chun's hand. The sword has not been unsheathed yet, but his disciple Jin Ling can do nothing. Without it, its power is evident, "What kind of sword is it..."
The people watching the battle sighed at the mystery of the magical weapon, their eyes filled with envy. Everyone in Qizang knew the secret of the water curtain in the box, and looked at Zhao Chun with more worry.
The light blue mysterious light pours down like a waterfall from the sky, and Xie Fuling's figure is swaying in it, not very clear. Even the monks separated by hundreds of feet under the cloud platform can be momentarily shocked by the abundant magic power of this water curtain, let alone Zhao Chun who is facing the magic weapon directly. Her eyes were fixed, the long sword was placed in front of her chest, and she tapped two fingers on the scabbard with her other hand. She saw the sword energy surge into the sky, rushing toward the surrounding areas like a mountain, and the water curtain couldn't help trembling, causing ripples. The circle swings open.
But just swing away!
When the sword energy rushed towards him, Xie Fuling's breath was slightly suffocated, and her true energy seemed to be awakened instantly. She could not help but defend herself. Only when the water curtain trembled but did not break, the true energy that was like a frightened bird gradually calmed down. She lowered her eyebrows, narrowed her eyes, and tried to fend off Jin Ling with her hands, but Zhao Chun was already coming to kill her!
It turns out that the sword energy just now was just to wake up the sword. Zhao Chun raised his two swords upwards, and the spirit base in the Dantian surged instantly, and the long golden and red swirls gathered like pillars. The vast and majestic true energy of the sun was poured into the sword, and the long embers were connected to the scabbard. And it showed its brilliance, the invisible snake scales on the sheath shone in the light, and layers of fine lines were piled up.
The people watching the battle didn't know the changes, but they couldn't help being surprised.
This sword looks like a living creature!
Just as he was thinking about it, the sword cultivator on the stage turned into an afterimage in an instant, and his figure disappeared into the wind, making it impossible to see clearly with the naked eye. The foundation-building cultivators secretly gritted their teeth for fear of missing a moment, and all the Condensing Elements released their spiritual consciousness. He held his breath and concentrated on catching the figure of Zhao Chun.
"Is this...the true meaning?"
There was a slight hesitation in Taoist Fu Jing's words, and at that moment another Baishanke replied: "Master, this is the true meaning contained in the perfection of the technique. The true meaning of Elder Zhao must be related to speed."
What he said was not only known to Fu Jing, the rest of the Qizang Sect also heard it, and they were instantly shocked. Most monks with ordinary minds regard great achievements as the end of practicing magic, and few people can pursue perfection. , Zhao Chun of Chongxiao Sect is not very young, but his attainments in swordsmanship and magic are truly terrifying!
What Zhao Chun is using now is the true meaning of Ji Xing, but for her, practicing swordsmanship is more important to return to nature and be sincere in one. The so-called true meaning of the so-called skills and moves is perfect, whether it is the true meaning of Ji Xing or higher. The true meaning of strength and softness of Yichi, in the hands, is the icing on the cake to assist the swordsmanship. It is a flourishing branch and leaves, rather than the foundation of strength.
However, the true meaning also has a special purpose, that is, as the seed of artistic conception, to realize what the sword cultivator has been looking for all his life - sword intention!
The mystery of meaning is not like sword light and sword radiance, which can be accumulated through accumulation, nor is it like sword energy and sword gang, which are more important than form. They are invisible, intangible, and as if nothingness. Except for the time when the monks break through the true infant, the Tao seed can touch the artistic conception of the great way when it evolves. Previously, if the monks wanted to understand the power of the artistic conception, they only had to use magic moves, perfect magical powers and secret techniques, and the swords they understood at the fifth level of swordsmanship. meaning.
Zhao Shun believes that the sword intention will not completely escape from the category of artistic conception.
If the true meaning is that all laws are higher than perfection, then the same is true for the sword intention. The world taboos the fourth realm of swordsmanship as "the small perfection of swordsmanship". The true meaning of swordsmanship that is higher than the perfection of this realm is the sword intention!
Everything is connected, and she can rub the edges in order to step into the path.
After a thousand thoughts, he passed through the sea of consciousness for a moment, Zhao Xuan's eyebrows became firm again, and the long embers had already fallen on the water curtain!
Xie Fuling raised her arms, and her pupils suddenly shrank to a point. She stared closely at the place where the sword fell, and saw the water curtain sink slightly. The next moment, she heard a soft "pop" sound, and half of the long sword was like this Pass through.
The water curtain in the box, famous for its ability to control all kinds of magic, was suddenly cut open like a fragile bubble in front of the unsheathed sword!
There was silence all around, with only a pair of eyes wide open, watching the plain-clothed swordsman step through the light blue mysterious light, and little bits of brilliance slowly drifted from the crack, and the man who broke the curtain raised his sword to strike again, Xie Fuling blocked it On the two arms in front of him, circles of golden bells burst out and turned into powder in the sword. The golden rings tied with the bells cut the skin, and blood spattered. In less than half a breath, the arms that were originally as white as jade were already Flesh and blood were blurred and invisible.
Despite this, Xie Fuling also knew that she could never retreat, or even move even half an inch.
The sword's blade penetrated into the flesh like a gangrene attached to the bone, cutting into her flesh layer by layer. Her eyes were completely split, and she could see the dense white bones under the flesh and flesh, and the sea of consciousness was filled with fear and unwillingness that came like a wave.
Is she going to die? !
Before he could break through the demons in his heart and become the next leader of Suyang, he was decapitated with a sword right here in front of everyone, just like Du Yinlan.
In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the day when she lost to Bai Shanke three years ago. The master's face was gloomy, and he summoned her to the palace; "Fu Ling, this is a secret magical power that I accidentally acquired. You can practice it in isolation, and then you can match it." With this mysterious treasure, not to mention Baishanke, even if all the Ning Yuans in the Great Lake join forces, they will not be able to defeat you."
Master said that this thing might harm Taoism... She sneered lightly, I'm going to die, what are I still afraid of?
Everyone heard a muffled sound, and Xie Fuling's two arms in front of her body, together with the white bones in her flesh, flew up and were smashed into pieces by the sword. She also flew upside down dozens of feet away, and almost fell off the cloud platform.
Looking from a distance, Xie Fuling, who had lost both arms, was slumped in a pool of blood. His chest and abdomen did not rise and fall, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead.
died?
Zhao Shun won?
Taoist Pu You stood up in shock and anger, and his spiritual consciousness swept over his disciple's body, just like sweeping through the withered branches and leaves in winter, without seeing any life. This scene immediately made him wail, and in a rage, he ignored the three members of the Shangchen Sect, Fen Xuan, and reached out to kill Zhao Shun on the stage:
"Give my disciple his life!"
But how could Taoist Konggu let him break the rules? He rolled up his sleeves, turned his hands and knocked him back to his original position, and scolded him sternly: "How dare you break the rules in front of our eyes!"
The two major Fenxuan were facing each other. No one dared to make a sound on the east and west hills, and the surrounding fields were as lonely as a long night.
Suddenly someone was heard exclaiming: "Look at the body of Fairy Jinghong!"
Everyone raised their eyes to look again, and Zhao Chun was swept over with their spiritual consciousness.
She thought Xie Fuling was dead at first. Judging from the strength he showed, there was no chance of surviving after being corroded by the sword gang. It was only after the corpse fell in embarrassment that the Lotus Seed Number One Spirit never emerged, which made her change her thoughts.
