The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

Chapter 1677: The Saint of Nine Finger Piano

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Each of the twelve piano masters has the cultivation level of great immortality. The twelve piano sounds sounded at the same time, and the power was shocking.

The sound of the piano turned into a golden horse, like a million troops charging, and the killing spirit was fully displayed.

Jian Aangxing did not dare to be careless in the face of such an offensive. Tianqin Peak had been standing in the Confucian sect for many years, and the strength of the Twelve Qin Masters was naturally not something to be boasted about.

I saw that the ancient sword in Jian Aangxing's hand seemed to have come to life. There was a violent heartbeat in it, and there was even the roar of an ancient evil beast.

Suddenly, a shocking movement instantly wiped out the sounds played by the twelve piano masters.

All the piano sounds disappeared in an instant, leaving no sound behind. The feeling of the piano music ending suddenly made everyone present stunned.

The twelve piano masters each groaned, their expressions became more and more ugly, and there was a look of deep shock in their eyes.

The man in white was also shocked and looked at Jian Aangxing in disbelief.

"You have actually cultivated the sword intent of the Heaven and Earth Sword to such an extent. You have surpassed all the swordsmen of the Heaven and Earth Sword lineage." The man in white said, although his expression was solemn, it was filled with deep admiration.

With just one sword, there is nothing else between heaven and earth. This is the embodiment of the strongest sword power of the Heaven and Earth Sword. Almost no successor of the Heaven and Earth Sword in the past generations can reach this level.

As for Jian Aangxing's generation, not only did they not follow the old path of Tiandi Jian, but they found a new path and blazed a path that belonged to Jian Aangxing himself.

But this path is regarded as a wrong path by the swordsmen of Heaven and Earth Sword and the Confucian sect.

Jian Aangxing just wanted to continue his swordsmanship unswervingly, but he was imprisoned under the Seven Star Tower for a thousand years.

In these thousands of years, Jian Aangxing still has not changed his original intention. He wants to follow his own way of swordsmanship and show the world the true sword intention of the Heaven and Earth Sword.

Today's Jian Aangxing has finally achieved this step. Among the swordsmen of the Confucian Heaven and Earth Sword lineage, no one in the past can compare to today's Jian Aangxing, even the kendo ancestor who founded the Heaven and Earth Sword lineage. , it may not be much stronger than Jian Aangxing.

Even facing the Twelve Qin Masters of Tianqin Peak and the unfathomable Qin Dao master of the man in white, Jian Aangxing had no fear and had the idea of victory in his heart.

As long as he has a sword in his hand, is there anywhere in the world that his sword cannot reach? Who can't he fight with Jian Aangxing

At this moment, many people in the Confucian sect could see that Tianqin Peak might have encountered a strong enemy this time, and the appearance of all twelve Qin Masters might not be able to calm the situation.

Not far away, Fang Lin and the others were not surprised when they saw Jian Aangxing alone confronting Tianqin Peak.

Perhaps the person who was most surprised was Fang Lin.

Negative Yue King Kong and Zhen Yangzi both knew Jian Aangxing very well and knew how strong he was, while Fang Lin knew very little about Jian Aangxing. He only knew that this man was once a master of swordsmanship in the Confucian sect, but after all, his strength reached To what extent is not very clear.

But now, Fang Lin finally saw the true strength of Jian Aangxing. I am afraid that few people in the world can understand the subtleties of that sword.

This is a truly invincible sword. Unless one's realm is much higher than that of Jian Aangxing, otherwise, no one in the same realm can block Jian Aangxing's sword.

Not even the Negative Yue Vajra, who claims to have a perfect golden body and is extremely perverted.

"I wonder who of the two swordsmen will be stronger when Jian Aangxing reaches the level of the Master of Fengjian Pavilion." Fang Lin said in his heart, and couldn't help but compare Jian Aangxing with the Master of Fengjian Pavilion.

If the current Jian Aangxing were to fight against the Master of Fengjian Pavilion, then the Master of Fengjian Pavilion would definitely win. After all, the master of Fengjian Pavilion was higher in cultivation than Jian Aangxing, and his attainments in swordsmanship were also quite terrifying.

Jian Aangxing, on the other hand, has gone all the way to the dark side and is extremely dedicated in the way of swordsmanship. He has only practiced one sword for thousands of years, and this sword is worth countless swords of ordinary swordsmen.

"But although Jian Aangxing is powerful, that guy is not easy to mess with." Zhen Yangzi said.

Fang Lin asked: "Are you talking about the man in white? What is his origin?"

Zhen Yangzi explained: "If my guess is correct, this person should be the Nine-Finger Qin Sage from more than three thousand years ago."

When Fang Lin heard this, he immediately looked at the hands of the man in white. Although the distance was far away, Fang Lin still saw that the man in white did have only four fingers on his left hand. He didn't know whether the little finger was cut off or was born without it. grow out.

"Nine-fingered Piano Saint? This title is really scary. He dares to call him a saint." Fang Lin said with a half-smile, as if he was mocking the Nine-fingered Piano Saint.

Zhen Yangzi said: "In the past, Tianqin Peak was the one-word hall of the Nine-fingered Qin Saint, but later the Nine-fingered Qin Saint disappeared, leaving only the twelve Qin masters to take charge of Tianqin Peak. These twelve Qin masters also They are all disciples of the Nine Finger Piano Saint."

"It's quite remarkable that you haven't entered immortality after practicing for so many years." Fang Lin said with a faint smile.

Zhen Yangzi sighed: "Indestruction is actually so easy to achieve. How many warriors in the world can have the luck of Master Dugu Hall?"

Just as he was speaking, the man in white took action again. The dark guqin in front of him did not play, but it started ringing by itself.

The sound of the piano was passionate, like thousands of rivers rushing, and the seawater around the entire Giant Turtle Island was mobilized.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Huge waves surged into the sky, and sharp blades condensed from sea water swept towards the Jianang Star.

The twelve harp masters were not idle, and at the same time used their harp music to assist the man in white, making the offensive even more fierce.

Jian Aangxing's eyes were still calm, and the ancient sword in his hand was waved gently, and everything was silent for a moment.

All the sea water actually rolled back towards Tianqin Peak, as if it was going to completely submerge the Confucian sect that had existed for thousands of years.

Not only that, a sword energy as majestic as a mountain was hidden in the sea water. If it fell on Tianqin Peak, it would probably split the peak in half.

The man in white kicked his foot, and the black guqin stood upright, and the strings trembled rapidly.

The sound of the piano became chaotic for a while, but there was a vast and ancient meaning in the chaos.

Jian Aangxing's mind was shaken, and he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

The sea water failed to submerge Tianqin Peak, but fell on the Giant Turtle Island, causing some Confucian warriors who stayed on the Giant Turtle Island to suffer, and all of them became drowned rats.

The sword energy hidden in the sea water was also resisted by the Twelve Qin Masters working together, and the foundation of Tianqin Peak was not destroyed.

However, each of the twelve piano masters was injured by the sword energy. Blood oozed from their hands, and their faces were as ugly as gold paper.

ps: I have arrived in Chongqing. I am really tired and hungry this day, but no matter how tired I am, I still have to write.