The first bright thunder struck down with astonishing power. What was even more strange was that it actually evolved into the form of a sword in the void!
From a distance, it looks like a brilliant divine sword from the sky, slashing towards Jian Wushuang with the intention of endless destruction!
Ye Xingchen stood in the distant void with his hands behind his hands, looking at Jian Wushuang with a gleam of bright eyes. He was looking forward to Jian Wushuang's methods.
Groan!
Above the sky, the long sword in Jian Wu's hands was slightly raised, and the roar of the sword was loud and resounded in all directions. Even the roar of thunder could not cover up the roar of his sword, as if it also sounded from outside the sky, roaring proudly to the people.
"cut!"
With a clear drink, Jian Wushuang was as quiet as a virgin a moment ago. At this moment, his clear eyes suddenly burst into earth-shattering light, and his whole body also exuded a mighty and fierce spirit. It seemed that from this moment on, he was truly Wake up!
The ancient sword in his hand suddenly erupted with endless sword light, and there was also a water-blue power flowing on it, like thunder and water, perfectly integrated, extremely terrifying, and the sword directly slashed backwards and upwards!
The aqua blue sword light suddenly filled the sky and completely illuminated the void in all directions!
"The power of Lan..."
Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed in the distance, and he immediately recognized that the power used by Jian Wushuang's sword was indeed the power of Lan.
He remembered that when he was still in the Tianheng Zhen Palace, Dian Linglan once told him that Jian Wushuang also obtained the authority of a direct disciple, but he was born for the sword in this life and was loyal to the sword, so he finally chose a set of old skills. The power of Lan sword technique left behind by True Lord Nian Tianheng. I think it should be the sword technique being displayed at this moment.
boom!
The thunder of the sword and the sword light of Lan's power collided with each other, and the entire void was suddenly submerged by a supreme edge. The endless sword light roared, and the sword energy swept everywhere, causing the earth to be cut at an extremely fast speed, and each path was hideous and terrifying. The tens of thousands of cracks appeared, and the cracks were neat and smooth, as if they were opened by invisible sword energy.
Thunder exploded, and a long sword slashed out from it. Jian Wushuang's figure was revealed. He was hunting in white robes. His handsome and upright face actually had a trace of fanaticism. His clear eyes looked up at the sky, and there was a trace of desire, as if he was longing for more. The thunder boomed.
This is simply unbelievable!
A monk should be full of innate fear of thunder catastrophe. Even most monks will have their hearts and minds shaken when faced with their own thunder catastrophe. If affected, their combat power will decline, and fear will grow in their hearts.
But this is the characteristic of swordsmen in the kendo lineage. They are different from ordinary people. They work with the sword, and the sword becomes one, and their sharp edges are revealed.
Therefore, sword cultivators actually have another title, and that is "Sword Madman!"
Click!
At this moment, a thunderbolt of swords was destroyed, and five thunderbolts of swords struck again from the bright thunder cloud above the void!
"Well done!"
Jian Wushuang roared loudly, holding the ancient sword tightly with his slender white right hand. The sword was bright, and the energy in his body surged out. The seven rounds of supreme sword spirit behind him evolved, and the sharp intention rolled like seven rounds of clear sun. Reflecting the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!
"Hundred Swords Divine Tribulation!"
The long sword in Jian Wu's hands slashed into the void, and the sword intent soared into the sky. Each sword light seemed to be radiating from another world, with supreme sharpness, slashing at the five thunders of swords. .
The black hair is surging, Jian Wushuang's right arm is shining, and his whole body is also blooming with the clear brilliance of swordsmanship, and his face is full of fanaticism!
Not surprisingly, the thunder of the five swords was destroyed by him with extremely powerful means, and the void disappeared.
Boom!
The bright thunder clouds in the sky no longer thundered, but began to roll crazily, containing even more terrifying power. When another thunder cloud falls, it will inevitably cause the earth to shatter!
Jian Wushuang stood with his sword in hand, looking up at the sky. On his neck, a little light seemed to be flickering. As this light flickered, the consumed Yuanli in his body was miraculously regenerated, coupled with the beating of the supreme sword spirit behind him, Absorbing all the essence from the surrounding heaven and earth, it constantly replenishes his consumption and provides him with an endless supply of power.
"coming!"
In the distance, Ye Xingchen is also looking up at the sky. With his current level of cultivation, he can naturally capture the fluctuations from the thunder clouds more clearly and accurately, and predict the coming thunder disaster in advance.
At this moment, this bright thunder cloud had obviously accumulated and surged crazily before, and finally released all its power, completely chopping Jian Wushuang, the man who had overcome the calamity, into ashes, with no bones left.
Click!
This time, a dozen thunderbolts crashed down. They were no longer bright thunders or sword-shaped, but contained a hint of gray inexplicable aura, as if something also appeared in the bright thunder clouds. The will of supreme swordsmanship is to destroy the taboo of Jian Wushuang.
Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed, with a cold look in them. Looking at the thunder clouds in the sky, he seemed to have some realization in his heart.
It seems that some kind of indescribable will in the sky is targeting those who embark on a unique path!
Needless to say, he himself embarked on the path to the extreme under the guidance of the spirit, and almost escaped death twice in succession.
Jian Wushuang was walking on the extreme path of the swordsmanship lineage, which obviously alerted the Supreme Will and wanted to kill him.
Where do these supreme wills hidden in the thunder clouds come from? Why is it so targeted?
These thoughts surged in Ye Xingchen's heart, but they were quickly suppressed by him and buried deep in his heart, because he knew that it was not enough to think about these with his current cultivation level, and these issues needed to be left for the future.
Click! Boom!
Jian Wushuang has completely turned into a huge lightsaber at this moment, fighting with the thunder that is constantly bombarding, the sword energy soaring to the sky!
Whether it was fluctuation or power, the power of thunder at this moment was far greater than before, putting Jian Wushuang in danger in an instant. The True Soul Thunder Tribulation is the last test for a monk to reach heaven in one step. It is naturally extremely dangerous, not to mention talented people like Ye Xingchen and Jian Wushuang who are deliberately targeted.
Finally, after Jian Wushuang in the sky cut off a bolt of thunder, his body staggered, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured!
But the thunder tribulation is far from over at this moment.
The occurrence of this scene immediately made the master of the sword-killing sword clenched his right hand slightly, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Hold on... Wushuang, you can definitely do it!"
The master of the sword-killing sword murmured to himself and looked at his beloved disciple in the distance.
"Hahahahaha... What a True Soul Thunder Tribulation! But if you want to kill me, Jian Wushuang, no matter who you are, you are not qualified!"
Jian Wushuang stopped his body and spoke with a long smile. His face was obviously pale, but at this moment, the clear eyes were filled with more fanatical light and sharpness!
The long sword in his hand turned over, and the sword roared loudly. It seemed that he felt the master's mood, and an earth-shattering sword light erupted!
"Wherever my sword sweeps, everything can be cut! No matter what your supreme will is, for me, it's just one more swing of the sword."
There was a sonorous and majestic meaning in the voice. At this moment, Jian Wushuang was bathed in the brilliance of the sword, with a kind of supreme grace surging, his figure was tall and straight, the light was shining, and he seemed to be completely integrated with the long sword in his hand. , people defend each other with swords, and life is endless!
Click!
Jian Wushuang's response was an even more earth-shattering thunder, as dozens of thunder struck down simultaneously, carrying the power of infinite despair!
Jian Wushuang turned into an extremely bright sword light and soared into the sky, slashing at dozens of thunderbolts, moving forward indomitably!
laugh! Buzz!
The long sword swept across, the human sword merged into one, the sword was extremely powerful, bathed in thunder and went crazy, the sword had no regrets, and even shattered the thunder!
However, the power contained in those dozens of thunderbolts was so terrifying, and with the blessing of the supreme swordsmanship, it was simply impossible to resist, and it was simply impossible to survive.
In the distance, Ye Xingchen narrowed his eyes, because he saw that in the center of the thundering thunder, there were waves of destruction everywhere. Jian Wushuang was extremely tenacious, but in the end half of his body was chopped into pieces and turned into blood mist!
But even so, the sword in Jian Wu's hands is still shining, and he will never give up!
"Destroy!"
In the Thunder Tribulation Cloud, an indistinct voice fell with a supremely sharp and cold meaning. All the thunder exploded at once, completely drowning the half-crippled Jian Wushuang, and finally completely smashed him into pieces!
In the void, only the ancient sword still stood, humming softly and seeming to be mourning.
"Wushuang!"
The Master of the Sword Cutting Era let out a mournful roar, and his beard and hair went crazy!
Seeing Jian Wushuang being completely chopped into pieces by Thunder Tribulation, his heart was filled with sadness and he couldn't imagine what was happening in front of him.
The only person who is calm at this moment is Ye Xingchen, because he knows that as long as Jian Wushuang's sword is not broken, it means that he has not been completely defeated. His belief and will are still there, and he would rather die than surrender and return against the will of heaven.
Ye Xingchen has also experienced this state. Sure enough, the next moment, a low shout like the Sanskrit sound of heaven and earth suddenly sounded in the void!
"Behead the heavens, the earth, and all living beings!"
"Kill people, kill yourself, and kill the source!"
"Kill me... Ming Dao Jue!"
In the sky, the supreme pure energy surged, and a figure condensed rapidly, seemingly out of nothing, from life to death, from death to life!
Jian Wushuang returns from the Heaven-defying Killing My Ming Dao Jue!
Groan!
The ancient sword suddenly burst into joy, and was gently held by a slender hand that emitted endless light!
Jian Wushuang, who was full of infinite power and vitality, raised his head and looked up at the sky. At this moment, he had returned from the Ming Dao Jue of Killing My Ming Dao, and his fighting power surged out, sublimating to the max, and endlessly.
The next moment, a strange scene happened. The long sword in Jian Wu's hands slowly returned to its sheath, seemingly losing all its edge.
But in the distance, Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly condensed, and there was a hint of expectation!
"Between life and death, I have learned a lot, so I will use you to commemorate the sword that I have learned... to cut the sky..."
Sounding like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, Jian Wushuang's endless sharpness was completely hidden at this moment, disappearing without even a trace of cultivation, as if he had turned into a mortal.
But there was an indescribable terrifying aura in his voice, as if there was a sword force that could pierce the sky rolling, surging, and galloping!
"...Sword Drawing Technique!"
After spitting out the last three words, the world suddenly lit up, and then it became extremely bright!
At the end of Ye Xingchen's gaze, a sword light suddenly came out of its sheath, as if the world had just opened. At this moment, it was extremely sublimated and climbed to an indescribable level. It was as if a lifetime of faith was condensed in this sword!
"What a heaven-cutting sword-drawing technique! Is this a sword move derived from the sky-cutting sword-drawing technique..."
Ye Xingchen felt amazed. Jian Wushuang was indeed a genius in the kendo lineage, and he had completely made the "Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique" in Such I Slash his own.
Boom!
The thunder cloud surged, extremely furious, and struck down the last thunder! However, everything was in vain. At this moment, Jian Wushuang's momentum climbed to the extreme, and his combat power increased dramatically. The sky-cutting sword technique turned into a sword light that shattered the sky, directly destroying all thunder!
The unwilling roar echoed, but the thunder cloud finally dissipated completely.
Jian Wushuang stood with his sword in hand, his white robe fierce, and the seven rounds of supreme sword spirit behind him erupted with clear light, completely surrounding him.
A round of soul sun is about to rise into the sky!
In the distance, Ye Xingchen smiled.
The master of the sword-killing sword looked up to the sky and smiled: "Hahahaha... ninety-nine thunderbolts! That's enough, that's enough!"
The Holy Lord of Tianya also expressed surprise. Jian Wushuang passed through ninety-nine thunderbolts. Although it was not as good as the stars, it was still amazing enough!
The next moment, in the void, a round of clear soul sun, as bright and flawless as the bright moon, exploded, rising into the sky, emitting endless light and heat, and even the supreme edge rolled across Zhongzhou, as if coming from outside the sky!
