I saw above the void, a man dressed in white and carrying a long sword, standing in the void.
This man has a fair face and looks pretty good, but his raised corners of his eyes make him look unruly. His whole person looks like an out-of-body blade. Looking at him, his eyes hurt.
But what seems a bit bizarre is that he had a headdress tied to his head and blocked his forehead.
This man is Jian Wuchen. He stood there, and hundreds of millions of sword lights appeared all over his body, cutting the void of thousands of miles apart. Therefore, when people looked at him, there was an illusion that their eyeballs were about to be torn apart.
"Are you Yue Zifeng? Humph, stand up and die. Let the whole world see today. You Tianjianmen are a group of arrogant and incompetent people." Jian Wuchen looked down at Yue Zifeng on the ground, his voice filled with disdain and a hint of resentment.
Yue Zifeng slowly opened his eyes, his body slowly rose, and he looked at Jian Wuchen quietly and said coldly:
"A traitor dares to speak loudly. If the seniors of Tianjianmen had not taken you in, you would have starved to death on the streets. It would have been fine if you had not been grateful.
He betrayed his disciples and killed his former fellow disciples. Such an ungrateful person is simply inferior to a beast."
"Joke, they took me in. That was because they took a fancy to my kendo talent. Later, when they saw that my talent was extremely high, everyone was jealous of me and refused to teach me my real kendo magic.
What's the point of keeping such a narrow-minded teacher? From top to bottom, Tianjianmen is a group of hypocrites who are fake and noble. I will expose your hypocrisy bit by bit and let the whole world know that even if there is no training of Tianjianmen, I can still become a talent and reach the pinnacle of kendo.
If it is "pearl", it will not be covered up by a group of weeds. Today, I will use your blood to prove to the world how blind the old guys of Tianjianmen are and miss a peerless genius.
"My road to becoming emperor will be opened with your blood, and at the same time, let the old guys of Tianjianmen see what is the real kendo."" The white clothes on Jian Wuchen's body are automatically without wind, the sharp sword spirit rises, the void roars, and the momentum is rising bit by bit.
"Emperor Zheng? Thinking that wearing white clothes can prove the emperor? White clothes still can't cover up your black heart.
You are the scum among the sword cultivators. The seniors of Tianjian Gate let you live. I hope you can repent one day, but you are obsessed with it. They have wasted their hard work. Today, let me clean up the door for Tianjian Gate. " Yue Zifeng's voice became colder and colder, and his big hand slowly reached to the hilt of the sword behind him, and an invisible pressure radiated away.
"Fart, you are all a group of sanctimonious idiots, I will kill you today. "
"boom. . . . . "
Jian Wuchen stopped shouting, the void behind him exploded in an instant, and a vision was spread open. In the vision, a shadow of a giant sword appeared.
The giant sword's phantom is wrapped in black energy, exuding an endless aura of killing, and as the vision is stretched open, endless black energy fills the sky and the earth darken in an instant.
At the same time, the heavens and the earth are shrouded in endless chilling air, with thousands of roars and explosions, and the world trembles.
"The vision of the heavenly soul, the magic sword breaks through the sky. "
There was a cry of exclamation, and the vision of the heavenly soul was much more terrifying than the vision of the ordinary man who spread the heaven. Under the roar of the heavenly way, people felt frightened.
Ordinary people who spread heaven have awakened their visions and only absorbed the power of heaven for their own use. This is a kind of blessing, and the vision of the heavenly soul seems to extract the souls of heaven and earth, integrate them into the vision, and control the vision, which is equivalent to control this world.
"All the ways roar, the universe roars, and the endless divine light wraps the sword without dust. At this time, he is like possessed by a sword demon, with gloomy light emerging in his eyes, which is very shocking".
"This sword Wuchen has deviated from the kendo and entered a kind of demonic path. This person's inner demons are too strong and he is too paranoid. He will do whatever it takes to pursue higher combat power. Although he has awakened the vision of the heavenly soul, he is still not a real kendo. If you want to prove the emperor, you are simply talking about dreams. " Long Chen looked at Jian Wuchen Dao, who was wrapped in demonic energy and his face turned ferocious.
"You are right, the senior of Tianjianmen, it was precisely because he saw this that he was ordered to stop practicing and retreat to nourish his mind.
But he didn't understand the good intentions of his seniors at all. He thought he was jealous of his talent and developed a resentment towards the entire Tianjian Sect. In the end, he betrayed the Sect, killed his brothers from the same sect, and went astray." Nangong Zuiyue nodded.
Long Chen was very accurate in seeing people. Although he didn't know Jian Wuchen, he immediately saw through Jian Wuchen's heart as soon as he came into contact with him.
"Unfortunately, kendo is different from other paths. Everything depends on one's own epiphany. If someone gives too much guidance, it will only pull out seedlings to encourage growth and kill geniuses.
Therefore, even if Jian Wuchen produces the inner demon, others can only vaguely remind him and cannot bluntly say that if Jian Wuchen could have known his inner demon in the first place, he might not have betrayed Tianjianmen." Beitang Rushuang also followed the path.
"It's useless. The country is easy to change, the nature is difficult to change, and you can't cultivate your nature in cultivating Taoism. That's the character, and it will never change.
It's like some people, when they're weak, they're good people, when they're strong, they're bad.
In fact, they are not becoming bad, but their nature is already bad. When they are weak, there is no capital to make bad." Long Chen did not agree with Beitang Rushuang's view that the more powerful a person is, the more susceptible he is to the influence of his nature, and that when he feels powerful, he can do whatever he wants and never have awe again.
Above the void, Jian Wuchen's breath increases bit by bit, and the space begins to gradually solidify. The invisible pressure actually makes people feel suffocated.
Jian Wuchen did not take action immediately. He released his power bit by bit. He wanted to corrode Yue Zifeng's fighting spirit bit by bit in terms of momentum.
This time he is not only going to defeat Yue Zifeng, he is going to kill him with an absolute advantage, he is going to prove to the whole world what a stupid decision it was when Tianjianmen expelled him.
Yue Zifeng faced Jian Wuchen's constantly rising momentum, motionless like a rock, and his big hand had already held the hilt of the sword. At that moment, all his breath disappeared, as if the whole person had integrated into the world.
"I heard that Yue Zifeng, like Long Chen, is not the one who spreads the sky at all, not even the one who walks in the sky, and cannot summon visions at all. "
"This person is really a freak. He can reach today without the blessing of heaven. He is really powerful. "
"I just don't know if he can defeat Jian Wuchen. You must know that Jian Wuchen's vision of the heavenly soul has not yet been activated. Just relying on momentum is enough to crush people's will. "
Looking at the two people looking at each other in the void, people began to whisper behind their backs. Many people disagreed with Jian Wuchen.
You must know the principle of respecting teachers and respecting the Tao, whether it is the human race, the ancient race, or the mysterious beast race.
For traitors, no matter what race, it is unacceptable and extremely hateful.
So even if Jian Wuchen is the ancient Supreme, hardly many people approve of him, and the righteous strong will approve of a powerful enemy, but they will never approve of a traitor.
In the hearts of many people, they all hope that Yue Zifeng can defeat Jian Wuchen, but they all know that this wish may be a bit illusory, after all, the times are different, and Yue Zifeng is nothing more than a registered disciple of Tianjianmen.
Because Yue Zifeng's true identity is the commander of the fourth legion of the Dragon Blood Legion, and he has not been practicing at Tianjianmen all the time, and his fame and heritage are too far from Jian Wuchen.
"If Yue Zifeng is defeated, Long Chen should take action, right? " Someone speculated.
"Impossible, this kind of duel between masters will never end. Yue Zifeng wants to clean up the door. Even if Yue Zifeng is killed by Jian Wuchen, he cannot take action.
Masters all have their own dignity. They regard this dignity more important than life. If Long Chen helps, it will be a shame that Yue Zifeng will never be able to wash away in his life." Someone shook his head, not thinking that Long Chen would take action.
"Alas. . . . . That's really a pity. " People can't help but sigh, as if they have seen Yue Zifeng fall, Jian Wuchen's arrogant and domineering scene.
"bombard "
Suddenly, the void trembled suddenly, and the vision, which had been constantly amplifying, finally freezes. The magic sword in the vision bloomed with endless black energy, covering the sky.
The vision at this time, the pressure was more than ten times greater than when it first began, and within tens of thousands of miles of the battlefield, space condensed, and even time seemed to have stopped.
Even the strong men on the periphery of the battlefield couldn't help but retreat a distance, and in the enveloping range of this vision, they felt uneasy, as if at this distance, as long as Jian Wuchen thought, they could be killed with one sword. As if their heads were beheaded, the feeling of danger has always enveloped their hearts.
Faced with Jian Wuchen's terrifying vision, Yue Zifeng never said a word, his eyes were calm, and he held the hilt of the sword in one hand, as if it were a rock, motionless.
"You should thank me for showing you my kendo just now as I summoned the vision.
How about this being the first time since my awakening vision that my kendo has been shown in such detail? Is it feeling desperate?" Jian Wuchen's hand also slowly held the hilt of the sword and said lightly.
"is feeling despair and fear. " Yue Zifeng nodded.
Yue Zifeng's words surprised all the strong men present. If Yue Zifeng had fear and despair in his heart, it means that his mind has been disturbed by Jian Wuchen's vision and his will has flawed. He will definitely lose today. Defeat means death.
"Not only is it despair and fear, but you also see the greed and desire in your heart. You have always wanted to get the Sword Shinto Code, but you can't get it.
People like you who are unscrupulous, selfish, and narrow-minded are useless even if they show you the Sword Shinto Canon. People like you can't understand it at all." Yue Zifeng said coldly.
"Fart, is the Sword Shinto Code very rare? Even if there is no Sword Shinto Canon, I can still be on the right path. Now I have found another way to awaken the demon sword and break through the sky. Let me see, besides those old and immortal, who else can compete with me in your Heavenly Sword Gate? "
Jian Wuchen's face became ferocious, and he suddenly moved his big hand. The long sword behind his back left his body, and thousands of glows appeared. The biting sword energy soared into the sky, like a flying rainbow, slashing at Yue Zifeng.