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"Zheng!"
Ten years later, the flames of war met again. As Jiang Chen looked where he was, a high-pitched sword cry erupted out of thin air. Then, the sharp edge of the sword pointed directly at the mythical Wuming in front of him.
"Um?!"
Faced with Jiang Chen's sudden sword attack, Wuming's mind froze. At that moment, a majestic sword intent naturally erupted all over his body, soaring into the sky, breaking through the storm, and went straight up to meet the attack.
Heavenly Sword!
Compared with ten years ago, Wuming's swordsmanship is obviously more profound and unpredictable. It seems that he has entered the realm of transcendence and sainthood. Even compared to Qingkong and Wudao Kuangtian, he is not much weaker.
Wuming's strength has always been a mystery? In the reincarnation plots that Jiang Chen knew, he almost never faced any opponent at his peak, so he always lost. However, this does not mean that Wuming is weak. On the contrary, he is known as the legend of the martial arts. , the strength is really strong!
At least, Jiang Chen at this moment was definitely facing Tianjian Wuming at his peak.
The two swords clashed for a moment, and in an instant, they seemed to have entered a strange junction of time and space. This was not a duel in cultivation, nor a battle in martial arts, but the purest confrontation of swords.
"Crash..."
It was like a dream. One second, the two of them were sitting opposite each other in the back garden of Zhonghua Pavilion. The next second, the two of them had arrived at a familiar place. It was the bank of the Minjiang River where they had fought ten years ago. .
"Raise your sword!"
Raising his hand and drawing out his sword, Jiang Chen's whole body was filled with flames. With his next step, he had already crossed a distance of more than ten feet and arrived in front of Wuming. As he raised his hand, the sword's edge was directed towards Wuming's throat. Crucial.
It was like a scene from the past reappearing in another lifetime, exactly the same place, exactly the same way to raise the sword, but Jiang Chen deliberately wanted to regain the place where he lost in the past.
"Zheng!"
Feeling the powerful sword from Jiang Chen, Wuming did not dare to neglect. He took a step forward, and a ripple spread quickly from his feet, as if the whole space was shaken. I saw a ruthless sword intent, and the long sword in my hand suddenly charged forward.
"Clang!"
There was a sharp sound, the two swords clashed, and the terrifying power burst out. It seemed like an instant, but it also seemed like the passage of thousands of years of time. It swept away layer by layer. As soon as the two masters met, they clashed no less than a thousand times, but endlessly. The endless murderous intent was condensed into one move.
Putting aside foreign objects, the purest sword intention, the strongest confrontation, the crazy sword flow, rolled into a huge wind pillar, rising from the ground, the strong wind was full of the harsh sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sonorous sound was endless. , sparks flew, energy swept across, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding ten feet radius was reduced to ruins.
With a sudden shock, the rapidly whirling wind pillar suddenly stopped. Then, the surrounding void began to twist, wrapping Jiang Chen and Wuming's figures. In a blink of an eye, they came to a mysterious place, which could not reach the sky or the ground. Traveling in the void is like being outside the world.
"It's interesting. I thought it would be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."
Jiang Chen chuckled softly. Wherever he looked, he saw that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. Then, in his sight, cold light shimmered, and countless swords were reflected.
The road of swords, the mountains of swords, the rivers of swords, in short, there is nothing else here except... endless swords!
This is a world dedicated to swords!
"where is this place?!"
Although Wuming is known as a martial arts legend and is well-informed, after traveling around the world for so many years, he has never encountered such a bizarre thing, let alone such a strange place.
"Sword World!"
Jiang Chen smiled and said: "A good place just for swordsmen. Now, you should know why I am looking for you, right?"
"Sword World?"
Although Jiang Chen was by his side, Wuming still found it hard to believe what he was seeing. He only felt as if he was in a dream.
"good."
Jiang Chen responded slowly: "No one knows the origin of the Sword World, but according to legend, it is a strange space! For an ordinary person, there will be reincarnation after death, but for a swordsman, death The next way to go is the Sword World, and their sword intention will also exist in the Sword World!"
"So, this is the reincarnation place of the swordsman?" Wuming heard the true meaning of Jiang Chen's words and couldn't help but said: "So, the good place you mentioned should mean that the swords of the deceased swordsmen are stored here. Do you like it?"
"It's mysterious, I can't say more. Let's go and take a look." Jiang Chen suggested calmly. Wuming naturally had no objection. In this lonely world, it is safer for two people to be together after all. As for those who have passed away Although he is interested in the swordsman's sword intention, he does not deliberately pursue it.
Walking together, the two of them soon came to the edge of the Jian River. The river was flowing and could reflect the nameless past, but there was no trace of Jiang Chen. At the same time, there were sudden movements in the sword river, and then, a cold and sharp sword energy suddenly shot through the air toward the two of them.
"Huh? This aura is... the Twelve Xuanyin Swords?!"
Compared to Wuming, who knew nothing about the sword world, Jiang Chen obviously knew everything about it. Therefore, he did not stop him, but stood quietly on the spot, as if waiting for the sword energy to arrive.
Swords are divided into good and evil, and within the sword world, the power is also divided into good and evil. There are evil thoughts gathered in the sword pool, and the most dangerous one is Jiansu who possesses the twelve Xuanyin swords!
The Twelve Xuanyin Swords have accumulated all the evil sword thoughts on the land of China for millions of years. Its power can be imagined. In the reincarnation plot that Jiang Chen knew, a mere Jianchen relied on Xuanyin before With six swords, he defeated Juexin and Wu Wudi who had eaten Long Yuan. One can imagine how powerful this set of supreme swordsmanship from the Sword Pool in the Sword World is.
It is even several times more powerful than the supreme sword style that has been passed down by the Sword Sect for a long time: "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect"!
However, this kind of power is only relative to people in this world. For Jiang Chen, the so-called Xuanyin Twelve Swords, although their sword techniques are worthy of praise, their power is not worth mentioning.
He gently raised his hand and pointed his finger. Suddenly, a swallowing power burst out, directly swallowing the twelve Xuanyin swords. In the blink of an eye, he understood the secret of this set of swordsmanship. Immediately, the twelve auras were astonishing. The dark green sword energy appeared from the void, driving the "water" of the entire sword river to surge and roll, turning into dark green brilliance, blending into the previous twelve sword energy, and condensing into a lifelike dark green sword Qi Changlong.
"this... ... .."
Beside, when Wuming saw this, his expression changed greatly: "Is this the sword technique you just learned from devouring that sword energy?"
"It has a name, it's called the 'Twelve Xuanyin Swords'!" Jiang Chen restrained the Twelve Xuanyin Swords with his backhand, and said calmly: "Let's go, there is no benefit here anymore, let's go somewhere else."
"where to?"
"Sword Mountain!"
"You seem to know everything. Could it be that you have been here before?" A look of curiosity appeared on Wuming's face. Apart from anything else, as a swordsman, he is really interested in the world at hand. interest.
"What do you think?"
Jiang Chen gave an extremely vague answer without comment, then raised his brows slightly and looked at Jianhe in front of him: "I said, you have been peeping in the dark for so long, and if you don't come out, we have to leave."
In the midst of Wuming's surprise, he saw boundless black clouds suddenly appeared in the distant sky, with strange sword auras crisscrossing them, murderous intent pervading the air, and demonic aura thick among them. Immediately, a huge demonic face appeared in front of the two of them. It opened its scarlet eyes and exuded boundless evil. It looked at Jiang Chen and Wuming fiercely, and let out a rolling demonic voice: "Who are you?" How dare you trespass into the Sword Realm? Why don't you kneel down before me!"
As he spoke, the boundless demonic energy roared and gathered, condensing in mid-air and turning into a peerless demonic sword. It was sharp and sharp, with endless killing power. It was full of gloomy sword light, breaking through the void, and beheaded Jiang Chen and Wuming directly. , giving the two of them no chance to explain.
"this... ... .."
Wuming was about to explain, but Jiang Chen pulled him aside and said with a bit of impatience: "Stop doing this and that, get out of the way." As he spoke, he faced Po Kong without changing his expression. The peerless demon sword fell down and said softly:
"Certainly!"
(End of chapter)