Chapter 40: Sword Ruo Pianhong

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From the beginning of his practice, Shen Yu discovered that his Dantian spiritual sea was very large. If he wanted to break through the Golden Dan realm, he would need several times more spiritual energy than an ordinary person.

In the past two years, he has spent more time practicing, but there has never been a sign of breaking through.

It wasn't until I saw the white snow in winter at Feilai Peak that day that my mood changed slightly, but I didn't choose to break through at that time.

Because even though the spiritual fluid had filled the entire Dantian Spiritual Lake that day, the state of mind was still a little short of perfection. If a practitioner was a little short of perfection every time he broke through the realm, huge flaws would occur in the subsequent realms. , maybe there will be no opportunity for the great road in this life.

So for the past three months, Shen Yu has been harmonizing his state of mind. Just now, he made his state of mind perfect, and then directly broke it.

Shen Yu said calmly: "You said before that I, Dao Zong, learned the art of sword control from the Sword Immortal City. Speaking of which, not only do you not have a deep understanding of the way of a warrior, you also don't know much about practitioners."

Li Chan was dissatisfied and asked, "What's the explanation?"

He didn't care if Shen Yu broke through the formation, even if he broke through to the Golden Core realm, a big gap in realm was a gap that could not be crossed.

"My Taoist sect has thousands of Taoist techniques. In ancient times, there were even seniors who used Taoism to hold swords and kill all the demons in the world. Do you know that the so-called sword-wielding skills of sword cultivators came from my Taoist sect."

Li Chan sneered and said disdainfully: "Whether you are a sword cultivator or a sword cultivator, for me, it's all a matter of one punch."

Shen Yu said calmly: "The reason why I say this is to let you know... there are people outside the world."

Although Li Chan was disdainful, he still had some doubts in his heart. The Taoist sect has been passed down for a long time, and some of the secret moves that have never been seen are indeed very powerful. However, the young man in front of him has just entered the golden elixir realm, and the dantian spirit fluid has just condensed into elixir. Even if his spiritual power is higher than The realm of Taoism is much purer, and it may not be possible to use those powerful secret techniques.

"We'll find out if we have a fight."

Li Chan laughed and said playfully: "Do your best."

Shen Yu said lightly: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Yu's figure disappeared in front of his eyes.

Li Chan's pupils tightened, and a strong sense of crisis came from the bottom of his heart. This was his sixth sense brought about by wandering on the edge of life and death all year round.

So, he swung to the side wildly.

bump.

The ink stone table in front of him instantly shattered into stones.

Shen Yu appeared at his original position, holding the sword in his right hand and pointing at Li Chan.

"What a fast sword."

Li Chan broke out in cold sweat and tried his best to mobilize the surrounding spiritual power. A colorful spiritual power light band circulated around him, but he did not dare to be careless at this time.

Shen Yu looked indifferent and stepped forward, and then the figure turned into a shadow again. The bloody brilliance on the sword changed from light to green, and the entire wooden sword was like a long bloody dragon.

The sword flashed.

Li Chan resisted with both fists, but was still severely knocked away, and his muscular figure hit the far wall.

"The secret knowledge of Qingdi City breaks the sky. Although you have learned some, it is just a superficial knowledge, nothing more than a flower shelf."

Shen Yu's figure appeared in front of the opponent again, and he struck with another sword.

Li Chan looked ferocious. It was the first time in decades that he had been humiliated like this.

With a roar, his fists began to glow with a strange red light, but Li Chan poured all his strength into them, and Qingdi City's amazing fist skills shattered the sky without any reservation.

boom!

The right fist collided with the tip of the sword again.

After a brief confrontation, Li Chan's fist was bounced away, the sword drove straight in and instantly cut his chest, and his tall body was also knocked away.

Next is the same picture.

Every time Shen Yu drew his sword, there was a burst of blood.

Each sword hit the highest point after Li Chan punched, and then easily knocked him away when the connection between his two powers was unstable.

It was a very ordinary attack with a sword, but the sword force was so continuous that Li Chan was rendered helpless and hit countless walls.

Half an hour later, Li Chan was hit by the wooden sword again, then suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt down on one knee.

"How is it possible...impossible..."

Li Chan's eyes were full of confusion and pain, and he murmured to himself, "You are obviously at a lower level than me, why... why is this happening?"

"I said your vision and understanding of martial arts are too poor."

Shen Yu looked calm and said: "Although your talent is quite good, your understanding of the Tao is like that of a person who has just entered the Tao. But these are not important. You are indeed too weak."

Shen Yu raised the wooden sword.

"Absolutely not!"

Someone in the distance shouted to stop.

Shen Yu turned a deaf ear and stabbed him with his sword.

Ding!

Shen Yu's wooden sword was struck by something hard and deviated from its original trajectory.

In an instant, a figure appeared in front of Li Chan, causing a breeze.

A monk, very young, with bright eyes, wearing a coarse Zen robe and straw sandals.

Shen Yu turned his head and looked at the ground. A black stone was tightly embedded in the ground.

It turned out that the hard object that hit his wooden sword just now was just an ordinary stone, and the distance at that time was dozens of feet away.

Shen Yu already knew the origin of a monk with such advanced cultivation.

Western Region, Lingyin Temple.

The monk asked: "Why did the donor want to kill this person?"

His voice was calm and calm, without the slightest hint of blame.

Li Chan's eyes were vicious and he said: "Master Huike, he is Shen Yu, the new disciple recruited by the Dao Sect leader in recent years, and all twenty-six members of the Shen family in Nanhe City were killed by him. Capture him quickly."

Huike frowned and looked at Shen Yu in surprise.

Shen Yu looked indifferent and suddenly asked: "Are you a Zen scholar?"

The monk put his hands together and said, "It is Zen Buddhism, little monk Huike."

Shen Yu said: "It turns out he is the Buddhist disciple of this generation."

Since the announcement of the Lingyun Ranking on the third floor of the academy, the younger generation from all the major holy places in the world have also been exposed to the eyes of people in the cultivation world.

For example, the martial arts idiot Li Yi from Qingdi City, He Pianpian from Yaochi Wonderland, and Kunlun Wan Jianyi are all some of the most famous young cultivation seeds in Linghuang Continent.

Among them, the contemporary walking Huike of Lingyin Temple in the Western Regions, one of the nine holy places, is even more so.

In the Lingyun Ranking, he ranked fourth.

The young monk was silent for a while and said, "Is what Li Chan said just now true?"

Shen Yu said: "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"

"If not, nothing will happen."

Monk Huike's face gradually became serious and he said, "But if you really do such an inhumane thing, as a contemporary Buddhist disciple of Lingyin Temple, your cultivation will be revoked and you will be handed over to the Taoist Sect for disposal."

His tone was firm, with a hint of Buddhist Vajra.

Shen Yu looked at those firm and clear eyes indifferently, as if he thought of something, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

After a while, Shen Yu put away all her emotions and said, "You want to stop me?"

The young monk shook his head and said, "Of course."

Shen Yu said: "The only option is to fight."

Monk Huike looked at Shen Yu and was silent for a long time before he said seriously: "You can't beat me."

The tone was very calm, with no other emotions, and seemed to be saying a simple truth.

Ranked fourth on the Lingyun Ranking, his realm has far surpassed that of his peers, so he naturally has this kind of arrogance.

Shen Yu did not refute him, but simply said: "The others are too weak, but you are the only one who can do it, so I want to use you to practice my skills."

This remark was a bit insulting. The young man seemed to regard him as a sparring partner. If the others had been furious, Monk Huike remained calm and said, "I'll take your sword."

Shen Yu was not surprised. Lingyin Temple has always had this kind of character when entering the world. Unexpectedly, after three thousand years, it still hasn't changed.

Shen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his sword slightly.

The sword energy on the wooden sword gave off a faint light, and then a long bloody dragon circled from the sword body to the young man's right wrist, like a living thing.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

The snowflakes accumulated in the courtyard began to blow with the wind.

And the light snow falling in the sky dances in the sky, like a thundering giant.

The sword is like a dragon.

Li Chan looked at this scene with wide eyes, his expression no longer as arrogant as before, and he carefully hid behind Hui Ke.

Huike looked solemn, clasped his hands together, and his coarse Zen clothes moved in the wind.

He said he would pick up Shen Yu's sword, which was of course true.

"Hold the sword and cut down the mortal world!"

Shen Yu closed his eyes and murmured: "The name of the sword..."

The long bloody dragon on the sword body burst out with a burst of blood energy, which instantly enveloped the young man's entire right hand. Then Shen Yu opened his eyes and said, "The name of the sword is Pianhong!"

Countless snowflakes took the form of a tornado and turned into a huge white sword, piercing straight ahead.

The sword energy is everywhere.