Ye Ming knew that this was probably Jianchi's test for him, but what was this mercury-like person
"First-level sword slave, please enlighten me!" The mercury man actually gave Ye Ming a standard swordsman's salute.
Although the other party may not be life, Ye Ming still returned the gift and said: "Long Shaobai, please!"
"brush!"
Sword light swept across the sky, and the dots of cold stars were unpredictable. If it were someone who was not good at swordsmanship, he would be defeated with just one move. As soon as the expert made a move, he would know if there was any. Ye Ming was a little amazed at the opponent's superb swordsmanship. However, he still didn't pay attention to this level of swordsmanship.
"Ding!"
Ignoring the cold light in the sky, Ye Ming casually handed out the Xuantian Sword in his hand, seemingly hitting a certain joint. With a soft sound, the sword light disappeared. Not only did he blow away the opponent's sword, but he also stabbed the opponent's chest.
Although the mercury man was stabbed, he felt no pain. He slowly put away his sword and saluted Ye Ming again: "I have been taught."
Ye Ming returned the gift and said: "Accept."
"Excuse me, do you want to compete with the second-level sword slave?" the mercury man asked, very politely.
Ye Ming asked: "If I continue to win, should I continue competing?"
"Yes. Sword slaves are divided into nine levels. Only by defeating the ninth level sword slave can you come into contact with the spiritual sword."
"Will there be gains after being exposed to the spirit sword?" Ye Ming hopes to know more.
"Not necessarily, because the requirements for choosing a spirit sword master are different." The sword slave replied.
Ye Ming nodded: "Okay, I want to challenge the second-level sword slave."
Next, he challenged the sword slave continuously. The higher the level of the sword slave, the more exquisite the swordsmanship. The strength of the first-level sword slaves to the third-level sword slaves is probably the level of the sword intention in Xuantian Baidi Sword, while the strength of the fourth-level sword slaves to the sixth-level sword slaves is the level of the sword heart. Ye Ming's current strength is at the level of Sword Heart, so when he challenged the seventh-level sword slave, he immediately fell into a hard fight, relying entirely on his strength advantage.
The third level of Xuantian Baidi Sword is called the sword soul. This level requires Ye Ming to become a Martial Lord before he can practice it. The Sword Soul can be regarded as a type of Martial Soul.
"Si Lingling!"
The light of the mercury sword of the seventh-level sword slave was unpredictable, and Ye Ming could not take advantage of it at all. The opponent obviously used soul power and other powers, which were often able to catch him by surprise, making Ye Ming very passive and suppressed at every turn.
"Your swordsmanship is amazing, but it's a pity that it's a bit behind in terms of realm. I'm afraid it will stop here." Mercury Man said regretfully.
Ye Ming snorted: "That's not necessarily the case!"
Suddenly, his sword technique changed. He abandoned the Xuantian Baidi Sword and began to use the God-killing sword technique.
The mercury man let out a light sigh and said, "What a powerful killing swordsmanship!"
There are twelve levels of the God-killing Sword Technique. Each time you advance to a level, your strength will be three times the previous level. Ye Ming has cultivated this sword technique to the fifth level in the kendo space. When he displays it at this moment, the power is still higher than that of Xuantian Baidi Sword. The Xuantian Baidi Sword has requirements for realm, but the God-killing Sword Technique does not. As long as Ye Ming has the ability, he can practice all the way.
"brush!"
With a flash of cold light, the mercury man was split into two, and Ye Ming immediately faced the eighth-level sword slave.
Starting from the seventh-level sword slave, the mercury man's facial features have become very clear. If you don't take into account the two characteristics of being dressed in silver and not wearing clothes, this eighth-level sword slave is just like a real person. He even showed a smile and said: "Your Excellency is the only person who has challenged the eighth-level sword slave."
Ye Ming said lightly: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let's take action."
The eighth-level sword slave smiled slightly and drew his sword brazenly. He drew the sword so fast that Ye Ming could hardly react, and the tip of the sword reached his throat.
"Boom!"
As a last resort, he could only activate the Bridge of Strength, pushing his own strength to the extreme, and brazenly fighting with the opponent. I saw two balls of sword light rolling back and forth. Every moment, the two of them made hundreds of moves, and each move was extremely wonderful.
In the sword pool, in a huge space-time, two boys sat side by side, with a circle of humanoid shadows sitting around them. Obviously, these humanoid shadows are the manifested will of the psychic sword. As for the two boys, their appearance is no different from that of human beings. I don’t know what kind of existence they are.
The two boys were born with beautiful features, pink and jade, but there was a hint of murderous intent in their eyebrows. One of the two boys was wearing white clothes, and the other was wearing red clothes. The boy in white clothes sighed: "Invisible Sword, you are also one of the top three beings in the sword pool, why do you have to follow humans?"
The boy in red said calmly: "You don't understand Wusheng Sword. Even if we are psychic, we can't reach a higher level after all. If we want to break through, we can only find the master."
"But your requirements are too high. People who can defeat the ninth-level sword slave have never appeared in Sword Pool. In the past, you could choose a sword if you defeated the third-level sword slave. If you do this, you will only be able to defeat it in ten thousand years." I can’t find the owner either.” The boy in white shook his head.
The boy in red smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case, look." He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the scene of Ye Ming fighting with the eighth-level sword slave appeared in front of him.
"brush!"
A ray of sword light suddenly turned decay into something magical, breaking through the defense of the eighth-level sword slave at an impossible angle, and shattered his chest with a sword.
"Hey! Interesting, his swordsmanship is very powerful." The boy in white said in surprise.
The boy in red smiled slightly: "As soon as this person arrived at the Sword Pond Holy Land, I noticed that every step of his practice has reached the extreme. This rarely happens. In particular, he can actually practice to the point where all dharmas are empty. Realm, this suits me very well!”
The boy in white nodded: "It is indeed good for the invisible sword to be matched with the dharmas and emptiness. However, his realm is not high. He is just a martial arts sect in this big world."
"I will accompany him to grow up all the way." Invisible Sword said, "Invisible Sword, do you want to recognize him as my master with me?"
Wushengjian hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "I'd better wait a little longer. There is another person in Jianchi who has good qualifications."
"Is it the one named Zuo Dou Huang?" Invisible Sword shook his head, "He's not good enough. He can challenge a level six sword slave at most."
Wusheng Swordsmanship: "Zuo Douhuang's character is a perfect match for my Wusheng Swordsmanship. As for his qualifications, it's not the point."
Invisible Sword: "Okay, let's see who has a better vision."
At this moment, Ye Ming was already standing in front of the ninth-level sword slave. This time, he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he went over everything he had learned in his mind. The martial arts furnace was on the verge of a breakthrough. But the ninth-level sword slave didn't give him time. Without saying a word, he suddenly drew his sword.
As soon as the sword came out, there was a thunderous sound, and the two contradictory feelings of thickness and lightness merged together. There was no sword light all over the sky, only a simple sword thrust towards him.
Ye Ming also moved. His first sword had the flavor of Xuantian Baidi Sword, God-killing Sword Technique, and even traces of other sword techniques such as Bagua Sword Technique. He actually blended the advantages of each sword technique together.
"Ding!"
The tips of the two swords collided together, a ray of fire burst out, and the two of them retreated.
The ninth-level sword slave shook his head: "Your swordsmanship is extensive but not expert, and you will fail."
"Really?" This time, Ye Ming took the initiative. This time, his sword technique lacked the shadow of Xuantian Baidi Sword, but its power was not weak at all.
But this time, the ninth-level sword slave failed to defeat Ye Ming, because with every move, the power of Ye Ming's sword technique increased by one point.
Wu Shengjian, who was watching the battle, said: "He actually broke through at this time."
The Invisible Sword smiled and said: "This is a genius, otherwise how can he be qualified to be the master of my Invisible Sword? Look at him, he is gradually forgetting all the moves."
Wu Sheng Jian: "If he reaches the level of 'no move wins with all moves', he should study his own martial arts thoughts."
On the battlefield, Ye Ming used his sword for the eighty-first time. This sword had no shadow of various sword techniques. It was purely his own sword technique, but its power was not weak at all. As soon as this sword came out, his martial arts furnace suddenly shrank, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling emerged in his heart.
He smiled slightly and took out another sword. This sword was wielded by the Xuantian Baidi Sword, but it felt specious. As soon as the sword came out, the ninth-level sword slave immediately gave up the sword. He bowed to Ye Ming: "Your Excellency has won."
Seeing this, the Invisible Sword laughed "haha" and said: "All laws are empty and have no form, how wonderful!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a sword light and shot towards Ye Ming.
As soon as the ninth-level sword slave prostrated himself, Ye Ming saw a sword light shot into his hand, swimming like a living fish, the sword energy was cold and sharp. He raised his hand and saw a half-inch long sword appearing in his palm, and at the same time a ray of thought was communicating with him.
"I am the invisible sword, and I would like to serve you as my master. Are you willing?" The invisible sword went straight in.
Ye Ming nodded and smiled: "Of course I am willing. I came here to look for the spirit sword. You are actually able to talk to me. It must be a very high-level spirit sword here, right?"
Invisible Sword: "Except for the Invisible Sword and the Luo Sword, I am the strongest."
"Are Ling Jian and Wu Sheng Sword better than you?" Ye Ming asked curiously.
The Invisible Sword hummed: "The three of us are in the same category, each with our own merits, and no one can rank us higher or lower. But our master must be stronger than theirs."
Ye Ming smiled and said: "Since you serve me as your master, how should I refine you?"
"Simple." After saying that, the invisible sword suddenly became invisible and qualityless, and entered Ye Ming's body directly. He first swam in the spiritual sea, and screamed: "He actually opened up the spiritual sea! The master is so powerful. ! My master’s spiritual sea was not so huge!"
Then, he came to Ye Ming's major acupoints and was amazed again and again. Finally, the Invisible Sword arrived at Niwan Palace and saw the talisman formation restrictions and inscription restrictions. It said happily: "The master appreciates it profoundly, which is very good!"
However, the next moment, it seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly revealed a terrifying murderous intention, saying: "There is an idea hidden in the master's sea of consciousness. Do you want to kill it, master?"
Bei Ming immediately jumped out and shouted: "You are so unreasonable. I am the master's spirit, treasure, clothing and weapon spirit. Why do you want to kill me?"
Ye Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was the first time he saw Beiming being so rude and said: "The invisible sword, it is Beiming, and it also regards me as its master."
Only then did the invisible sword restrain its murderous intent, then rushed into the talisman array and threw out an infinitely mysterious sword talisman. As soon as the sword talisman came out, it was integrated into the talisman array restriction. In an instant, Ye Ming and the invisible sword were connected by heart and blood.
With a thought in his mind, he said: "Let's go!"
"Silk!"
A faint shadow erupted from his mouth, flew hundreds of miles in an instant, and flew back with lightning. It was the invisible sword.