As for Su Chen, his eyes widened and he smiled.
The figure flashed.
He appeared in front of one of the tombs.
First, Su Chen bowed respectfully: "Senior. Junior Su Chen. I want to try the sword!!!"
right.
Su Chen's idea was not to follow the will of the Sword Emperors in the Sword Tomb and learn their swordsmanship, but to... challenge.
A true swordsman will fight to the end, and in the end, it can be summed up in one word, that is war.
Any swordsmanship is prepared for battle.
There are so many Sword Emperors' wills in the entire Sword Holding Tomb. If you can challenge them one by one, you will definitely gain huge rewards.
Moreover, he also has a talent that no one else has, which is immortality.
Others dare not challenge the will of these sword kings. After all, even if these sword kings have passed away for countless years, their will still retains one percent or one thousandth of the sword strength of the year. Even this one percent One in a thousand is also extremely terrifying, and it can kill a bunch of beings in the Heavenly Dao realm instantly. If you try to challenge it, you will die if you fail.
But Su Chen, you dare.
Anyway, he can't die! ! !
These sword kings have the strongest will, but they are not strong enough to annihilate his divine palace. This is enough.
He would be a fool if he let such a good opportunity pass.
"Huh?" The next moment, as Su Chen bowed, bowed, and challenged, the tomb in front of Su Chen actually had some aura fluctuations. From a distance, it seemed that there was a sword intention squirming, and the squirming became A figure.
A young figure.
Obviously, this person was very young when he was alive.
The figure of the swordsman with the condensed will of the Sword Emperor is no longer clear, at least, the face cannot be seen clearly, but the luck of the Sword Emperor is still dripping with it.
It gives people an indescribable psychological oppression.
That was Su Chen. If it had been anyone else, he might not have even dared to raise his head and look at the swordsman figure who condensed the will of the Sword Emperor.
The Sword Emperor's Will was a little curious, surprised, and satisfied with Su Chen.
For countless years, Su Chen was the first person to challenge him.
The other swordsmen all wanted to inherit his will, but they themselves fell behind and put themselves in the position of disciples, eager to be given by their master.
Su Chen, on the other hand, was more like a friend. As a swordsman, he wanted to communicate and compete at a high level.
He admired Su Chen very much.
Moreover, he hasn't done anything for countless years, so his hands are a little itchy.
Of course, he wouldn't tell Su Chen this.
"Senior. Junior Su Chen. Dare to challenge." Su Chen said again, neither humble nor arrogant. No fear could be heard, only fighting spirit and expectation.
"Okay." The Sword King figure was silent for a moment, and then nodded.
And as the figure of the Sword Emperor nodded, in an instant, the figure of the Sword Emperor seemed to expand and magnify 10 million times or 100 million times. Su Chen felt as if the sky was pressing down! ! !
The power of the sword beyond his imagination was suddenly overwhelming from the figure of the Sword Emperor.
Su Chen felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart.
The figure of the Sword Emperor's will did not hold anything back. He released less than one percent of his remaining strength and momentum.
He is a swordsman.
When fighting against others, the swordsman feels that the greatest respect for others is to not hold back.
Even if Su Chen looks very insignificant, even if he takes action like this and Su Chen might be instantly annihilated, he has no regrets.
Swordsman, pure.
"Puff puff… "
Blood was spitting out crazily.
Su Chen's body was covered with cracks and sword marks. His bones were white and his blood vessels were red. It was shocking. Su Chen's body was covered in scarlet in an instant, and he no longer looked like a human being.
Extremely miserable.
Almost his whole body was crushed to pieces.
He couldn't control himself and took thirteen steps back before he stopped.
That is to say, his physical strength, bloodline, divine palace, etc. exist. If it were other martial arts cultivators, their physical bodies would have been torn apart and died in such an instant, right
Su Chen took a deep breath.
call! ! !
He gritted his teeth and still stood there with the Gu Chen Sword in his hand.
"Senior... please." Su Chen grabbed the Gu Chen Sword, his face pale but tenacious. He raised his head and stared at the figure of the Sword King, his voice trembling but condensed.
then.
Uh-huh!
Su Chen swung out his sword.
He made the first move.
He didn't use any sword skills with this sword.
Only a sword from the heart is accompanied by the five sword rhymes he can display.
And when the sword light just fluctuated, the figure of the Sword Emperor let out a "huh" sound, seeming to be a little curious, and he let the sword light shot by Su Chen move in front of his eyes.
Then, under Su Chen's shocked and disbelieving eyes, the Sword King's Will Sword Shadow casually raised his hand and caught the sword shadow that Su Chen shot.
then…
Whoosh.
The sword light struck by Su Chen suddenly seemed to no longer belong to Su Chen, but to the figure of the Sword Emperor.
The sword light came in the opposite direction, heading towards Su Chen.
Moreover, it is incredibly fast.
At least, Su Chen himself didn't even catch the shadow.
There was almost no time interval before Su Chen felt his chest being pierced.
But, not at the heart.
Obviously, this Sword Emperor figure showed mercy.
Su Chen flew out! ! !
seriously injured.
On the chest, there was an extremely subtle but completely piercing sword mark.
Su Chen flew backwards for a full hundred meters before he came to a stop. He was holding the Gu Chen sword with one hand and could barely stand.
His face was already pale, as if there was no trace of blood in his body.
"What did you feel?" the figure of the Sword Emperor asked.
"Speed." Su Chen still insisted on raising his head, looking at the figure of the Sword Emperor, and said.
"Young man, you are very good." The figure of the Sword Emperor expressed some admiration: "When I was alive, I was known as the Fast Sword Emperor."
"Pfft..." Su Chen spit out another mouthful of blood and frantically recovered from his injuries.
"Huh? Young man, your physical recovery is quite good." The figure of the Kuai Sword Emperor's Sword Emperor became more and more admiring, and even showed a hint of pity for his talent: "When you recover from your injuries, I will give you my will." inherited."
Is it so easy to pass on will
You must know that the will of these sword kings is like a divine soul. Although they cannot leave the sword-holding tomb, at least they have a will, which is another form of survival.
And once the will is passed down to a person, it is equal to the annihilation of the will, that is, complete death.
Therefore, no one would pass on the will of the Sword Emperor in so many tombs in the entire Sword Holding Tomb so easily.
How could Kuai Sword Emperor do it so easily...
It's incredible.
If such a scene were seen by the other swordsmen who came in together, they would probably go crazy with jealousy.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior. I still want to follow my own path of swordsmanship." However, Su Chen refused.
right! ! !
Just refused!
He refused without hesitation.
The will figure of Kuai Sword Emperor was obviously startled, and then fell silent.
After a long time, he laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, young man, you are really outstanding, hahaha... I assert that your future achievements will be much higher than mine."