I don't know when, the sky is full of Jian Wuchen's figure, and every time he makes an attack, a figure will be left above the void.
Those figures all looked like phantoms, and now all these phantoms are moving, and they actually make swords at the same time, bursting out with endless killing intent, and the sword light trembles, dividing the world into pieces after pieces.
"Die, this is my own technique of killing thousands of times. Every figure retains my power of one blow. How can you resist it? " Jian Wuchen's cold voice came.
Everyone was shocked. No wonder this sword Wuchen is called a peerless genius. His talent in kendo is too strong. The terrifying moves he has made now are all his own.
You know, every practitioner starts by stepping on the footprints of his predecessors and practicing step by step.
So the impact is also particularly great, most people, are practicing the magic of their predecessors in silence, they don't want to innovate, they are too hard too hard.
The river has been turning for a long time. I don't know how many peerless geniuses have appeared in history, but how many more people can create their own powerful skills?
Even if it is created, how many can be recognized by the world and eventually passed down?
On the one hand, it is because the creation technique is too difficult. Many people say creation, but they also learn too much from others. Most of them cannot be anti-dogs. They cannot withstand the baptism of time and disappear into the long river of history.
But the moves that Jian Wuchen showed were all terrifying killing moves, and any move was enough to go down in history.
Especially with this move created by others now, every blow will leave a real body mark on the void. Not only will it attack the enemy, but it will also retain 60% of its original combat power.
Now that these hundreds of phantoms are attacking at the same time, the power has exceeded many times his own combat power. This spell is no longer an ordinary spell and can be called a treasure spell. Even in the treasure spell, it is quite powerful. exist.
Looking at Jian Guang Dao Dao, the void is broken, ruthlessly slashing at Yue Zifeng, Mo Nian's face changes slightly: " Zifeng is dangerous, do you want to take action?"
"is not necessary."
Long Chen only replied, and suddenly a aperture appeared above the void. The aperture had just appeared, just like a rotating saw blade rapidly enlarging.
"boom boom boom. . . . . "
Those sword lights and shadows burst into pieces, and above the void, only Yue Zifeng, with a calm face, and Jian Wuchen, with a shocked face, remained.
"What just happened?"
"Everything is too fast to be seen clearly. "
For a moment, the people watching the battle looked dull. Before they could see clearly what was going on, Yue Zifeng broke Jian Wuchen's terrifying ultimate move.
"I said, your moves are flashy, there is no form but no god, you emphasize your moves, but no soul.
Soulless tricks, stiff as a puppet, full of flaws.
It is a very clever technique to attack the will with "the soul imprinted in the realm".
It's a pity that after all, you're too self-centered, and you're branded with your own spirit, not the kendo spirit.
Even with the blessing of visions, your space imprint is still in vain. No matter how powerful your attack power is, it will still be in vain if you can't hit anyone.
The real kendo, you just appreciate the fur, just want to create your own treasures, you —— are too naive." Yue Zifeng looked at Jian Wuchen calmly, and the long sword slowly returned to the scabbard behind it, faintly authentic.
Seeing Yue Zifeng talking eloquently, Long Chen couldn't help laughing, and he finally understood why Yue Zifeng, who had always disliked talking, would talk so long today.
He "This is to completely break Jian Wuchen's faith, and to defeat him comprehensively from the flesh to the soul".
In the "Dragon Blood Legion", everyone has a characteristic, which is that they hate betrayal incomparably. This is an act that they will never accept.
"If you only have these abilities, I advise you to commit suicide. You are not qualified to let me kill you. " Yue Zifeng is light and authentic.
Yue Zifeng's words moved all the strong people present. Is Yue Zifeng really so powerful? Dare to say such big things.
"Ignorant idiot, you are too arrogant, today I will make you pay the price for your arrogance and ignorance. "
Jian Wuchen became angry, suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, his long hair was flying, and a sharp sword-like pattern appeared in his eyes.
In that moment, his momentum changed dramatically, and he was no longer as vast and calm as before, and now his breath, as if a tsunami had occurred in the sea, had rolled up thousands of miles of waves.
A wave of air swept across the country, and Jian Wuchen was really angry. Originally, he wanted to prove his strength by killing Yue Zifeng with absolute power, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
But now he discovered that the roles had changed, and the person being teased was him. Especially when he looked at Yue Zifeng talking eloquently and pointing out the country, he became even more angry.
"It turns out that Jian Wuchen before did not give out all his strength, so scary. "
Looking at Jian Wuchen, who had already fallen into a rampage, people were awe-inspiring, and they actually underestimated the horror of the ancient supreme sword cultivator.
"The demon sword possesses the body, cuts through the sky, the way of heaven returns, and the sword way is the only one. "
Zhao Wuji's voice became hoarse, word by word, as if a bloody oath, and his face began to become ferocious, and violent, as if a monster from hell wanted to slaughter the common people.
"chi"
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji moved and did not see the movements clearly, only to see a black sword light falling.
Yue Zifeng looked awe-inspiring and stared closely at the sword. When the sword fell, the long sword behind his back came out of his body, and a galaxy of light appeared.
"bombard "
The two rays collided, and Yue Zifeng's sword light was shattered by a blow, and the black sword light was slashed close to Yue Zifeng.
"boom. . . . . "
The earth burst open, the endless mountains burst into pieces, and the Tianjue Valley was cut out by a sword into a bottomless ditch, and its end could not be seen.
Around the battlefield, countless strong men watched. As a result, this sword came too suddenly. Within that range, more than a dozen Yantian warriors had no time to escape and were killed by a sword. All of them disappeared, and they didn't even have time to scream. Even the artifacts on them left no fragments.
This sword shocked the audience, and countless strong men retreated into the distance. Jian Wuchen became furious and broke out with all his strength, often losing his life. It was not worth it.
"In the face of absolute power, any sword intention or sword move is nonsense.
As long as you have absolute power, the sword is nothing more than a tool under your control. Your Heavenly Sword Gate deliberately myths the sword. It is really stupid.
There must be the most powerful sword moves in the Sword Shinto Nori, but they refuse to take them out, and they are all a group of selfish guys.
Today, I will reveal the true face of Tianjianmen, Yue Zifeng, I will send your head back to Tianjianmen and let them know that even if my sword Wuchen does not have a sword Shinto canon, he can still reach the peak of kendo."
Jian Wuchen roared, and the long black sword in his hand was slashed down again. It looked like a random blow, but it was accompanied by the law of all kinds. With the blessing of the vision, Jian Wuchen burst out with all his strength, as if he was the master of this world.
Before, he had not exploded with all his strength, and the crowd had not felt anything yet, and now, the strong men present have finally felt the horror of the vision of the heavenly soul.
"bombard "
Yue Zifeng once again avoided a blow, and the earth was torn apart again. Every blow of Jian Wuchen was slashed like a mad devil, irresistible.
"Yue Zifeng, aren't you crazy? Why don't you even dare to accept ordinary attacks? You know, now I just use all the power of the vision, but there is no explosive trick. Could it be that the people of Tianjianmen can only brag? " Jian Wuchen slashed angrily one after another, and the earth was riddled with holes. Yue Zifeng only avoided attacking, and he couldn't help but ridicule him.
Yue Zifeng's eyes were cold, and he quietly looked at the changes behind Jian Wuchen, and gradually a sneer appeared on his face.
"The reason why I didn't take action was to find out where your power came from.
Now I understand that your vision is a vision of inheritance, passed down from the Sword Demon Ten Thousand Ghost Slaughter 23,000 years ago.
Unexpectedly, this person failed to realize the Tao and his soul was immortal. He actually condensed his own soul into a vision of the way of heaven.
In other words, your current strength is all passed down to him. This is not your strength at all. With the strength of others, you are still so arrogant. Jian Wuchen, you are indeed not Jian Xiu. 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 the power of others, how can we prove the emperor's words? The sword "Devil and Ten Thousand Ghosts Slaughter" has not even been certified by the Venerable. Do you want to inherit his mantle and prove the emperor? It's a huge joke.
Since all the puzzles have been solved, it's time to settle the grudges between us, don't you always think you're at the peak of kendo? Then I'll show you what's the real kendo."
Yue Zifeng avoided Jian Wuchen's blow, and suddenly stopped dodging, holding the long sword in his hand on his chest, holding the hilt of the sword in both hands, with the long sword in his eyebrows, and his face full of solemnity.
In the middle of Yue Zifeng's eyebrows, a little bit of divine light appeared and poured into the long sword. The long sword was nourished by divine light, and as if it were alive, it exuded its own soul fluctuations, a divine pressure, and gathered bit by bit.
"weapon spirit? No, this is not a weapon spirit." Mo Nian couldn't help but exclaim that the breath of life blooming in Yue Zifeng's long sword was not the fluctuation that the weapon spirit should have.
"That should be the legendary sword spirit. The so-called sword spirit is not a soul, but a law wandering between heaven and earth.
Legend has it that he was associated with the blessing of the sword god, the spirit of the sword that left the sword god after he favored the disciples of the sword cultivator.
Only the most pious sword cultivator, after a high fit with the long sword in his hand, has the possibility of calling for the blessing of the sword spirit.
Moreover, the sword spirit blessing is not permanent, but one-time, with a certain probability of success, but also a certain probability of failure, and the summoned sword spirit is definitely not the same sword spirit.
Of course, all this is just a legend, whether it is true or false, maybe only Yue Zifeng knows." Nangong Zuiyue looked at Yue Zifeng, whose face was full of sacred Zhuang\/Yan Zhise, and said.
As the light from Yue Zifeng's eyebrows poured in, the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand kept trembling, and a faintly mysterious sound came out, which was awe-inspiring.
"Pretend to be a ghost and die for me."
Jian Wuchen roared, but deep in his eyes, with a touch of fear, the long black sword in his hand glowed with boundless sword light and slashed at Yue Zifeng.
Originally, Yue Zifeng's eyes, which were closed with a solemn expression, suddenly opened, and the long sword in his hand made a soft sound. 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 with his hands:
"Let you see the real kendo."