"This sword, named Wushuang, is the divine sword enshrined in the sword pavilion of Kunlun Dao. Countless souls have died under this sword, and they have even drank the true blood of the powerful soul. I hope you will not disappoint me!"
Above the void, Taoist Qingxu stood with his hands behind his back, a divine sword glowing with golden light hanging in front of him. The end of the sword was solemn and majestic, simple and majestic. The body of the sword was engraved with cloud patterns and dragon seals. From time to time, there would be flashes of light, containing hidden meanings. It possesses an incredible power, and a golden lotus pendant is tied to the exquisite hilt.
"This sword, named Zhanye, is forged from the broken sword of Wusheng Sword. It has not been used since it was forged. Now is the time.
As he finished speaking, a sword glowing with white light flew into Su Ming's hand. The sword was silver-white in color, smooth and natural as if made from nature, with cloud patterns looming, and the clear light and cold light were breathtaking.
The hilt of the sword is purple-green, and the "卍" Buddhist seal on the sword grille exudes Buddhist light. It is both elegant and simple, and it is like a perfect work of art.
Taoist Qingxu's eyes narrowed and he turned his attention to the sword, "It turns out to be the sword of the famous Taoist Wu Sheng. It's a pity that you are not a swordsman."
Although Su Ming didn't want to conflict with him, it didn't mean that he was afraid of him. "Repeated provocations will only bring misfortune to you. Talking more is useless. Today, I will use you to test the sword!"
Sword cultivation, proficiency in the sword, sincerity in the heart, nothing can be broken. Pay attention, work hard, and your edge will be unstoppable.
In the world of cultivating immortals, sword cultivators are powerful in fighting skills and extremely lethal. However, if you act rigidly, you will not be able to last long. If you lose your clumsiness and mellowness, it will be extremely difficult to get promoted and you will easily fall.
There are many sword cultivators not only in the Kunlun Taoist Sect, Shaolin Temple, but also in the Demon Sect. After all, to achieve immortality in Taoism, the great road is rare and requires a powerful way to protect the Tao.
In the world of cultivating immortals, nearly 50% of the monks use flying swords to some extent or practice swordsmanship. After all, swordsmanship is sharp, fighting skills are powerful, and they can often achieve success in life and death fights.
However, as a result, there are fewer pure swordsmanship practitioners, and the Kunlun Taoist Sect has a secret method that allows its disciples to practice swordsmanship at the same time without being affected at all.
Of course, this secret method also has limitations. It requires extremely high talent. If you don't have enough talent, it will be difficult to practice it successfully. Taoist Qingxu is a genius who also practices swordsmanship.
It was because of the influence of swordsmanship that Taoist Qingxu would rather break than bend, and would kill with one sword if he had a grudge in his heart. This was also the reason why he provoked Su Ming. He was eager for Su Ming to take action.
However, this time, he was destined to hit the wall.
Su Ming held the Karma Sword in his hand and swung it lightly. The thin sword light flashed, without any sharp brilliance, but there was a brilliant and powerful sword sound, sharp and sharp.
Tiny sounds, wisps of sound. It's like the sun and moon hanging high in the sky, frightening the demons.
The next moment, the thin sword light split into thousands of sword lights, crystal clear, confused and ethereal.
As soon as the sky shines, they are like flowers, lying horizontally, vertically, curling up, reflecting shadows, exuding cold air, with cold murderous intent hidden inside, and the edge can hurt people's hearts.
As soon as the sword fell, thousands of sword flowers bloomed. Delicate and bright, it leaps out from the extremely simple to the most complex, changing so fast that it is difficult to guard against it.
This move was just an ordinary sword-light differentiation, but in Su Ming's hands, it turned decay into magic. Every move contained cold murderous intent.
"What a sword!"
Feeling the murderous intent in the void, Taoist Qingxu secretly praised, put away the contempt in his heart, and at the same time, an excited light flashed in his eyes.
"Jianyu Jinghong!"
At the moment when thousands of sword lights penetrated three feet around Qingxu Taoist's body, Wushuang Sword moved.
Cloud patterns suddenly appeared on the sword, and golden sword shadows covered the sky, forming a dense rain of swords that poured down, just in time to neutralize Su Ming's move.
The sky is full of sword shadows, and one sword transforms a thousand things.
The next moment, the sword light moved again, like mercury pouring down the ground, cold and dense, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the reality and reality were intertwined.
This move turned out to be a variation of sword light differentiation, but compared to Su Ming's proficiency, Qingxu Taoist's sword light differentiation was extremely powerful, and seemed to be perfect after thousands of attempts. Every ray of sword light contained inexplicable murderous intent. It was both virtual and real. It was extremely difficult to deal with. With just one move, Su Ming was at a disadvantage.
Facing the roaring sword light, Su Ming made a light move, and the karma-destroying sword floating in the sky fell into his hand, and was immediately taken into his dantian to warm up.
Since forging the Industry-Destroying Sword, he has found many sword techniques in the Great Zhou Library, some of which were left by the Great Zhou, as well as trophies that swept across the world of immortality.
Of course, those sword techniques are extremely superficial, with only the most basic sword moves and training techniques, and occasionally some unique moves, but they are also incomplete, which is better than nothing.
"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"
Later, he simply stopped looking for sword techniques, and slowly practiced basic sword techniques, and then he mastered the differentiation of sword light. However, Ye Luzi was Ye Luzi after all.
This time when he met the sword cultivator who was the direct descendant of Kunlun Dao, what Su Ming had learned was not enough in front of him. The Kunlun Taoist Sect has been the leader of the world of immortality for a long time and has a profound foundation.
There are all kinds of sword techniques, so Taoist Qingxu has become a real sword cultivator.
To compete with him in sword competition is to use one's shortcomings to attack one's own strengths. In addition, this person's cultivation is not inferior to him. Even if you use force, it will be difficult to make him surrender, let alone ask about Kunlun Mountain.
Therefore, Su Ming sheathed his sword and changed his moves again.
He clasped his hands together and muttered something in his mouth. The next moment, a golden light rushed to the top, showing the appearance of the Buddha. There was a black lotus under the seat, the body was like glass, the face was blurred, and infinite light bloomed between the eyebrows, emitting a thousand sounds.
"Amitabha!"
At the sound of the Buddha's name, the face of the Buddha directly changed into his appearance.
At this moment, Su Ming seemed to be one with the Buddha. He had infinite power, transcended the other side, captured the sun and moon, and recreated the universe.
At the moment when the Buddha's shadow solidified, Taoist Qingxu saw the opportunity and made a bold move. The sharp and cold sword light went from slow to fast, and finally, the whole space was filled with surging explosions and dazzling light burst out. It makes people unable to open their eyes, makes their ears blurry, and makes them feel burning.
Su Ming stepped on the black lotus of the soul, with unparalleled power. Golden Buddha flames fell down, destroying and corroding the sword lights, and thousands of sword lights disappeared into smoke.
As the Buddha revealed his true form, he suddenly discovered that the Buddha's face was exactly like Su Ming's. It was burning fiercely, with transparent flames surging, burning everything around him. The fire of Nirvana was unstoppable.
At this moment, all the sword lights and thousands of sword shadows around him turned into flying ashes and were all annihilated.
The phantom of the Buddha clasped his hands together, slightly closed his eyebrows and eyes, corroding all living beings. The powerful Buddha's power shone in all directions, shaking the world, and eradicating all the sword lights. In the void, a golden sword rolled backwards and fell, landing in front of Taoist Qingxu. .
Just now, he lost.
