I don't know when, Jian Wuchen's figure is all over the sky. Every time he makes an attack, a figure will be left on the void.
Those figures seem to be phantoms, but now these phantoms have all moved, and they even shot out their swords at the same time, bursting out with endless killing intent, the sword light trembled, dividing the world into pieces.
"Die, this is my self-created one-hundred-turn-thousand-killing technique. Every figure retains the power of my blow. How can you resist?" Jian Wuchen's cold voice came.
Everyone was shocked. It was no wonder that Jian Wuchen was called a peerless genius. His talent in swordsmanship was too strong, and the terrifying tricks he used now were all created by him.
You must know that when every cultivator starts, he steps on the footsteps of his predecessors and cultivates step by step.
Therefore, it has been greatly affected. Most people are silently practicing the techniques of their predecessors. It is not that they do not want to innovate, but that it is too difficult and too difficult.
As time goes by, I don't know how many peerless geniuses have appeared in history, but how many people can create their own powerful techniques
Even if they are created, how many of them can be recognized by the world and eventually passed on
On the one hand, it is because the creation technique is too difficult. Many people say creation, but they have also borrowed too much from others. Most of them are like tigers and can't be anti-dogs. They can't stand the baptism of time and disappear into the long river of history. .
But the tricks Jian Wuchen showed were all terrifying and boundless ultimate moves, and any one of them was enough to go down in history.
Especially the move he created now, every time he hits, it will leave a real imprint on the void, not only attacking the enemy, but also retaining 60% of the original combat power.
Now that these hundreds of phantoms are attacking at the same time, the power has exceeded his own combat power many times. This technique is no longer an ordinary technique, and can be called a treasure. Even among the treasures, it is quite powerful. exists.
Looking at Jianguang, the void shattered and mercilessly slashed towards Yue Zifeng, Mo Nian's face changed slightly: "Zifeng is dangerous, do you want to take action?"
"No need."
Long Chen only answered one sentence, and suddenly above the void, an aperture appeared, and the aperture just appeared, just like a rotating saw blade rapidly enlarged.
"Boom boom boom..."
Those sword lights and phantoms shattered one after another, and above the void, only Yue Zifeng with a calm face and Jian Wuchen with a shocked face were left.
"What just happened?"
"It's all too fast to see clearly."
The faces of the people watching the battle were sluggish for a while. Before they could see what was going on, Yue Zifeng broke Jian Wuchen's terrifying ultimate move.
"As I said, your tricks are flashy, empty without their spirit, and heavy on their tricks, without their soul.
A trick without a soul is as stiff as a puppet, with flaws all over his body.
It has to be said that this is a very ingenious technique to imprint the will to attack in the domain with the soul.
It's a pity that you are too self-centered after all, and you are all imprinted with your own soul, not the soul of kendo.
Even with the blessing of a vision, your spatial brand will still have its own appearance. No matter how strong your attack power is, it will still be futile if you can't hit anyone.
In the real kendo, you only have a taste of the skin, and you want to create your own treasures. You are too naive. "Yue Zifeng looked at Jian Wuchen calmly, and slowly put the long sword back into the scabbard behind him, saying lightly.
Seeing Yue Zifeng's eloquent appearance, Long Chen couldn't help laughing. He finally understood why Yue Zifeng, who never liked to talk, would talk so much today.
This is to completely shatter Jian Wuchen's confidence, to defeat him completely from the body to the soul.
In the Dragon Blood Legion, everyone has a characteristic, that is, they hate betrayal, which is an behavior they will never accept.
"If that's all you have, I advise you to commit suicide. You are not qualified to let me kill you." Yue Zifeng said lightly.
Yue Zifeng's words moved all the strong people present. Is this Yue Zifeng really so powerful? Dare to say such a big thing.
"Ignorant idiot, you are too arrogant. Today, I will make you pay for your arrogance and ignorance."
Jian Wuchen was furious, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled, his long hair fluttered, and a sharp sword-like pattern appeared in his eyes.
At that moment, his aura suddenly changed, and he was no longer as vast and calm as before. Now, his breath was as if a tsunami had occurred in the sea, rolling up thousands of miles of waves.
A wave of air swept all directions, and Jian Wuchen was really angry. Originally, he wanted to use absolute power to kill Yue Zifeng like a cat playing a mouse to prove his strength.
But now he found out that the roles had been swapped, and it was him who was being teased. He was even more angry when he saw Yue Zifeng talking eloquently and instructing the country.
"It turns out that the previous Jian Wuchen didn't use his full strength, which is terrible."
Looking at Jian Wuchen, who has fallen into a rage, people's hearts are awe-inspiring, and they still underestimate the horror of the ancient Supreme Sword Cultivator.
"The magic sword possessed the body, smashed Cang Ming, where the way of heaven returns, and the way of swordsman is the only one."
Zao Wou-Ki's voice became hoarse, every word, like a bloody oath, his face began to turn hideous, with a violent aura, like a monster from hell, wanting to slaughter the people.
"laugh"
Suddenly Zao Wou-Ki moved, he didn't see the movement clearly, only a black sword light fell.
Yue Zifeng's face was solemn, and he stared at the sword closely. When the sword fell, the long sword came out of his back, and a light of stars appeared.
"boom"
The two rays of light collided, Yue Zifeng's sword light was shattered by one blow, and the black sword light fell against Yue Zifeng's side.
"Boom rumble..."
The earth exploded, the endless mountains shattered, and the Tianjue Valley was cut into a bottomless ditch by a sword, and the end of it could not be seen.
Around the battlefield, there were countless powerhouses watching, but the sword came too suddenly. Within that range, more than a dozen cultivators had no time to escape. They were all killed by one sword, and they all disappeared. Not even a scream could be heard. Even the artifacts on their bodies did not leave a single fragment.
This sword shocked the audience, and countless powerhouses retreated into the distance. Jian Wuchen was furious. With all his strength, he lost his life at every turn, which was not worth it.
"In the face of absolute power, any sword intent or sword move is all nonsense.
As long as you have absolute power, the sword is just a tool you control. You Tianjianmen, deliberately mythology about the sword, is really stupid.
In the Sword God Taoist, there must be the most powerful sword moves, but they refuse to take them out, they are all selfish guys.
Today, I will reveal the true face of Tianjianmen, Yue Zifeng, I will send your head back to Tianjianmen to let them know that even if I don’t have the Sword God Dao Canon, Jian Wuchen can still set foot on the peak of kendo. "
Jian Wuchen roared, the black long sword in his hand slashed again, and it looked like a random blow, but it was accompanied by the law of ten thousand Taos. dominate.
He didn't burst out with all his strength before, and everyone didn't feel anything. Now, the powerhouses present finally felt the horror of the heavenly soul vision.
"boom"
Yue Zifeng avoided a blow again, the ground was torn apart again, and every blow from Jian Wuchen was like a mad slash, irresistible.
"Aren't you crazy, Yue Zifeng? Why don't you even dare to take ordinary attacks? You know, now I just used all the power of the vision, but I didn't break out the ultimate trick. Could it be that the people from Tianjianmen , is it only bragging?" Jian Wuchen slashed in anger, the ground was slashed with holes, Yue Zifeng could only avoid attacking, and he couldn't help but sneer.
Yue Zifeng's eyes were cold, quietly watching the changes behind Jian Wuchen, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face.
"The reason why I didn't do it was to find out where your power came from.
Now I understand that your vision is an inheritance vision, inherited from the Sword Demon Wangui Tu 23,000 years ago.
Unexpectedly, this person could not prove the Dao, and his spirit was immortal, but he actually used his own spirit to condense into a vision of the Dao of Heaven.
That is to say, your current power is inherited from him. This is not your power at all. You are so arrogant when you use someone else’s power. Jian Wuchen, you are really not a sword cultivator. Jian xiu is not so shameless. . "Yue Zifeng sneered.
"Fart, the power I can control is my power."
Jian Wuchen was furious and slashed with another sword.
"Since it is someone else's power, how can you prove the emperor's words? Sword Demon Ten Thousand Ghosts Tu, even the Venerable has not been certified, you inherit his mantle and want to prove the emperor? It's a big joke.
Now that all the puzzles have been solved, it's time to end the grievances between us. Don't you always think that you are at the pinnacle of kendo? Then I'll show you what the real kendo is. "
Yue Zifeng avoided Jian Wuchen's blow, and suddenly stopped dodging, holding the long sword in front of his chest, holding the hilt in both hands, with his eyebrows pressed against the long sword, his face full of solemn expressions.
On Yue Zifeng's eyebrows, a little divine light appeared and poured into the long sword. The long sword was nourished by the divine light, as if alive, it exuded his own soul fluctuations, a sacred pressure, a little A drop gathers.
"Artifact Spirit? No, this is not Artifact Spirit." Mo Nian couldn't help exclaiming, the breath of life blooming from Yue Zifeng's long sword was not the fluctuation that Artifact Spirit should have.
"That should be the legendary sword spirit, the so-called sword spirit is not a kind of soul, but a law that wanders between heaven and earth.
Legend has it that he is related to the blessing of the sword god, and is the spirit of swordsmanship left behind by the sword god who favored the disciples of sword cultivators.
Only the most devout sword cultivator, who is highly compatible with the long sword in his hand, can call on the sword spirit for blessing.
Moreover, the blessing of the sword spirit is not permanent, but a one-off. There is a certain probability of success, but there is also a certain probability of failure, and the summoned sword spirit is definitely not the same sword spirit.
Of course, all of these are just legends, and perhaps only Yue Zifeng knows the truth. "Nangong Zuiyue looked at Yue Zifeng, whose face was full of sacred and solemn colors, and said.
As the rays of light poured into Yue Zifeng's eyebrows, the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand kept shaking, and there was a faint sound of the avenue, which was awe-inspiring.
"Pretend to be a ghost and die for me."
Jian Wuchen roared angrily, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of fear, and the black long sword in his hand, with a boundless sword glow, slashed towards Yue Zifeng.
The eyes that Yue Zifeng had closed with a solemn expression suddenly opened, and the long sword in his hand let out a soft cry. At that moment, Yue Zifeng and the long sword in his hand became an inseparable subject.
Facing Jian Wuchen's sword, Yue Zifeng slowly raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it down:
"Let you see the real swordsmanship." (To be continued)