Yu Liancheng's sleeves were rolled up, and a sword appeared in his palm at some point.
A long, narrow, simple, dark sword looks unremarkable, but before the sword is unsheathed, a sharp energy is already spreading out.
It's the long-lost "love".
The love-stealing sword was taken out from the storage space in the stone door.
As the strength of the host increases, the more worlds it travels through, the higher the authority it obtains, and eventually it can completely control Shimen. This is the information Yu Liancheng obtained when he actively traveled through it for the first time, and it is also one of the motivations for him to continuously improve his martial arts. one.
But now, Yu Liancheng is an unparalleled master and has even touched the barrier between heaven and man. Shimen has naturally released many permissions to him, including a storage space.
The storage space is not too big, just a dozen square meters of square space. It is as if time has been frozen in this space. If you place the treasures of heaven and earth in it, you will never worry about them deteriorating.
Yu Liancheng placed the love-stealing sword in it for emergencies.
In fact, there are many weapons in Yang Gong's treasury that are far superior to the Love Sword. But whether it was Duoqing or the weapons in Yang Gong's treasure house, they were of minimal use to Yulian City.
If it weren't for the magical weapons like the Fire Lin Sword and the Snow Drinking Sword, Yu Liancheng wouldn't bother to collect them. The Love Sword is more of a collection value, and misses the time when they were wearing bright clothes and angry horses, fighting swords in the rivers and lakes.
Now, with a sword in hand, Yu Liancheng's temperament has changed again, as if he has turned into a peerless swordsman, wanting to dominate all living things with the sword in his palm, and even his Qi has become sharp and killing. .
"Old friend, long time no see."
Yu Liancheng's eyes were fixed on the love-stealing sword, and he gently turned his wrist to make a sword gesture.
His movements are as natural as flowing water and moving clouds, without any sense of being out of place. But there is an invisible and immaterial sword intent that shoots into the sky and goes straight into the sky.
"A master, a super master in the art of swordsmanship."
Swordsman Fuji held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, the veins on his hands were bulging, and his arms were trembling.
- Trembling with excitement.
Japanese swords and swords are very similar, so although there are differences between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, they can also learn from each other. The unique 7749 style "Kill without mercy" in the sword has a reference to the swordsmanship of the Middle-earth China.
When he first traveled to the Middle-earth China, he had wanted to challenge the swordsman masters of the Central Plains in order to improve his cultivation.
Unfortunately, with the death of the older generation of sword masters, the swordsmanship in the Central Plains has become lonely, and there are only a handful of swordsman masters who can be in his eyes.
It is said that there is a person named "Hua Yingxiong" among the younger generation, who has excellent swordsmanship, but it is a pity that this person's whereabouts are unknown. Even if Swordsman Fujitsu wants to use the opponent's swordsmanship to prove his own swordsmanship, he can't find anyone at all.
But now, a master of swordsmanship has finally appeared.
Just by looking at it with "careful cutting", Daozhong Fujiu judged that this man's swordsmanship was probably more powerful and more subtle than his boxing skills.
With just one simple movement, the two swords joined together, as if they were transformed into a divine sword, emitting sharp Qi, infecting the heaven and earth.
"One sword, I only use one sword."
Yu Liancheng's movements were elegant and slow, and his whole body exuded an indescribable meaning.
Like the breeze that wrinkles a pool of spring water, like the mist that wraps around a restaurant, like the bright moon that shines slantingly on people... not only does it conform to a certain principle of heaven and earth, but it is also breathtakingly beautiful.
Uh-huh!
The love-stealing sword thrust out.
All the beautiful illusions were shattered the moment the sword force unfolded, and seemed to be integrated into the sword force, making the sword even more powerful.
Under this sword, everything in the world seemed to dim, and the world fell into emptiness and deathly silence.
Only a rainbow sword light flew out and cut through the sky.
Wherever the Changhong passes, volcanoes erupt, the earth cracks, rivers dry up... showing a doomsday scene. This colorful Changhong clearly reveals the deepest darkness and doom.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
In other words, this is a sword technique cursed by the nine heavens and ten earths, gods and demons, a sword technique that should not exist in time.
It shows only death and hell.
At this moment, Daozhong Fuji's back was soaked with cold sweat.
He has never seen such terrifying swordsmanship.
And he vaguely felt that there was still some change in this sword.
When that change unfolds, all things in the world can only be slaughtered without any room for feedback.
Of course, even if the transformation of this sword has not been brought to its extreme, it is still so shocking that 99% of the masters in the world can only stare down and wait for death.
But Swordsman Fuji is worthy of being a master who stands on top of the world. He had fought with Yu Liancheng dozens of times before, and his energy and spirit were already exhausted, and he was only at 60 to 70% of his peak state at most.
But this was when Fujizhong suddenly shouted loudly, his white hair flew into the sky, and bursts of muffled thunder sounded from his withered body, as if there was thunder rolling inside his body.
At the same time, his body shape underwent earth-shaking changes in an instant. His originally dry skin suddenly became shiny and firm, and his muscles became as knotted as a dragon. His figure, which was not originally tall, grew taller and taller than usual. The foreigners' yin and yang envoys all have to be taller, which puts great pressure on people.
Obviously, the number one swordsman in Japan not only has excellent swordsmanship, but also has reached the highest level of internal strength. His horizontal kung fu training is even more terrifying, as if he has reached the pinnacle.
"kill!!"
Fujizhong yelled loudly, and slashed out again. His whole body seemed to be one with the sword, turning into a bright and gorgeous blood light, and suddenly met the fourteenth sword of Yulian City.
If there is a fiftieth move to "Kill without mercy", then this is the fiftieth move.
The murderous aura was so strong that it was unheard of and unseen, and it seemed that it was going to turn this cliff into a bloody killing place.
Wherever the sword light passed, the reef ground seemed to have been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, cut into countless rubbles by the fine blade energy.
Swordsman Fuji believed that even the Fire Cloud Evil God would not be able to escape unscathed from this sword, and would even be seriously injured or even die for it.
when!
The swords clashed, and a heavenly voice sounded.
With the two people as the center, within a radius of 100 meters, it was as if they were being bombarded by hundreds of bombs. The hard rocks were flattened and collapsed.
The smoke dispersed, and the figures of Yu Liancheng and Daozhong Fuji were revealed again.
Yulian City has sheathed its sword and stands proudly.
He said that he would only use one sword, and that was one sword.
For him now, not only can he display the power of the Fourteenth Sword with shocking power, but he is also not afraid of the sword's backlash.
"Ahem!"
Daozhong Fuji was coughing and half-kneeling on the ground. His shiny skin had become dim. Qiu Ranrulong's muscles also became shriveled again. His tall and straight figure became shriveled and hunched over.
And the process continues.
In the blink of an eye, there was almost no trace of flesh and blood on Daozhong Fuji's body, leaving only a layer of dry farts covering the dry bones, but it gave people the feeling of a dead tiger.
But Daozhong Fuji didn't care about his physical condition. Instead, he looked at his "sword" and murmured to himself: "It's impossible, it's impossible."
It turned out that his knife had a chip in the previous fight, and a crack spread to the handle of the knife, leading to the liver and gallbladder.
For a moment, Daozhong Fuji's mind almost collapsed.
Since this sword was forged, I don't know how many days it has been with the sword and how many masters it has killed. He believes that his "sword" is the best weapon in the world and is perfect.
But at this moment, the "knife" is no longer perfect, it is incomplete.
"Knife" is the sustenance of the best spirit in the knife.
The gaps and cracks in the "knife" were even more noticeable than his own injuries, and affected the performance of his strength more.
"pity."
Suddenly, Daozhong Fuji heard a sigh. He raised his head and looked at Yu Liancheng, his voice was extremely cold: "Are you sighing?"
Yu Liancheng asked back: "I heard that you paid a lot for Lian Dao, including your family and a pair of eyes."
"Yes, you must cut with your heart and harmonize others with your heart and sword. In addition to hurting yourself and your eyes, you must also be ruthless and righteous... The lives of my family of twenty-three were taken with my own hands."
If the words of Swordsman Fuji were spoken to the outside world, they would be shocking. For the sake of the so-called martial arts, he mutilated his own eyes and slaughtered his entire family. He was worse than a beast.
And his voice was calm and indifferent, as if it were perfectly normal.
"Everyone has his own path. Whether the path you choose is correct or not has nothing to do with me, but I still want to ask you a question..." Yu Liancheng's voice was smooth and steady, and a pair of deep eyes stared coldly at On the sword in Fuji: "Are you really ruthless and righteous?"
Daozhong was startled.
"The fact that you pity the knife in your hand so much only shows that you have not yet understood the true meaning of ruthlessness and righteousness." Yu Liancheng turned and left: "If you can truly be ruthless and righteous one day, you might as well come to me again. I'm very curious. What kind of sword skills can a truly ruthless and righteous person use?"
The higher the level of martial arts, the more it involves the secrets of the soul.
However, if one cannot cut off all attachments and dedicate himself wholeheartedly to the way of swordsmanship by practicing ruthlessness and justice, he will not be able to reach the highest state.
But if the dust from the soul is brushed away and true ruthlessness is achieved, then the spiritual realm is improved and the physical body can be counterattacked, and the sword skills will be improved to a higher level.
Just like the invincible disciple of the sword, he was not Hua Yingxiong's opponent in the decisive battle against the Statue of Liberty. But after beheading his son and the last attachment in the world, his sword skills finally entered the realm of ghosts and gods. Everyone was shocked. There is no one in the world who cannot be killed, even Hua Yingxiong was defeated miserably in his hands.
Daozhong Fuji's body trembled, as if he was deeply touched by Yu Liancheng's words. He lowered his head and kept murmuring his sixteen-character formula: "Be ruthless and righteous, seek defeat with great ambition, cut with all your heart, and be sure to hit the target with the sword..."
Just when Yu Liancheng turned around and was about to leave, he saw Daozhong Fuji laughing like crazy, his hair like weeds rising up, and his whole person glowed with an unprecedented terrifying aura, like a prehistoric head. The beast emerges from slumber.
"Be ruthless and righteous, I understand, I understand." Daozhong Fuji's face was twisted, showing a look of madness, and in those empty eyes, there were tears of blood falling down from two men: "Yes, the reason why I will lose is, It’s because I still have concerns and delusions, and I haven’t truly reached the point of being ruthless and righteous..."
Yu Liancheng stared at Daozhong Fuji with great interest, and he once again became interested in the old man.
"Knife...what a bullshit knife..."
The sword suddenly exerted force, and along the crack, he broke the sword into two pieces and threw it like garbage into the surging sea.
A sharp light bloomed on his skin, and wisps of sword energy escaped, cutting on the rocks like cutting tofu. He looked up to the sky and roared: "No sword can match me, because I am the sword and the unique magic weapon in the world!!"
Yu Liancheng's expression gradually became serious. In his eyes, from the moment the sword was broken, the sword was no longer a human being, but a ruthless and righteous sword. The energy of the sword began to infect the world. , making the universe and the sky become part of the sword.
If any swordsman sees the current swordsman, he will regard him as the god of swords and worship him with the most pious respect.
"Boy, your previous sword strike was very exciting, and I will give you an even more exciting sword strike in return."
Swordsman Fujizhong rushed towards Yulian City. Every time he took a step, the ground was shattered as if struck by lightning. By the time he took the ninth step, his momentum had reached its peak.
The next moment, Daozhong Fuji's body suddenly underwent a strange change.
His body cracked and cracks spread all over his body in the blink of an eye, like a broken porcelain doll. Finally, it turned into fly ash and scattered in the void.
And from the fly ashes, an illusory figure with the same appearance as Dao Zhongfu flew out, turned into a ray of light, and projected toward Yulian City.
This sword light is neither sunlight, nor moonlight, nor starlight.
That is no longer all the light in the world, but the sword light formed by condensing all the energy and spirit in the sword.
It was a kind of sword light with brutal killing and nihilistic destruction.
In the light of the sword.
Cut off life and death with one knife!
One knife into hell!
"What a wonderful sword!" Yu Liancheng praised, feeling a bit of respect for Fujizhong, who sacrificed his life to become a sword, and then "slowly" handed out the sword.
