CIATB Chapter 422
Chapter 422
Three breaths.
Three sentences.
Lu Yanbei let go of the hilt of the sword and let the stone sword fall.
Along with the stone sword, there was also a corpse falling from the sky. It was Elder Sun who was on the cloud before.
"I never thought that half of my foot would be in the coffin, and there would be today."
Lu Yanbei took a few steps forward, stepped on Elder Sun's corpse, and examined it carefully.
The corpse was cut in half from the middle, and the head was also split in half. There was no Yuanying leaving the body and escaping, but it had completely disappeared in the sword light.
"Qi and Shen are combined to achieve true strength. You didn't lose to me, but to today's martial arts."
"This is the victory of martial arts."
Lu Yanbei lowered his eyelids, and his palms under his sleeves were clenched into fists, and his fists trembled slightly.
The intense consumption made his true strength empty. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even stand. He was panting after walking a few steps.
It was the floating stone sword that supported him at this moment, so that he did not fall.
Once upon a time, Lu Yanbei also witnessed the Qiao family and Jianzhexian, who turned his body into a sword, working together in the desert of a hundred miles to kill Elder Qingzhuo with a sword.
In the end, one person died, and the other lost his body and was taken away by the elders of the immortal sect.
At that time, Lu Yanbei had not yet practiced the "Sumeru Mountain King Sutra". He was an old martial arts master with declining blood and energy. He never thought that there would be a moment like today...
The swordsmanship of slashing the sky is a sword skill that is all-out and unstoppable.
Qiao Mu's previous vision was not wrong.
If Jianzhexian is really regarded as a sword.
Then the most suitable swordsman for this sword is not Qiao Mu, but Jianzhexian's twin brother, Lu Yanbei, who is born of the same mother and has a similar mind.
The swordsmanship of these two people is originally from the same source, and they are brothers from the same mother.
Although they have different personalities, they can fight side by side without gaps in times of crisis when they need to draw their swords.
"Three breaths, just three breaths, not much."
Lu Yanbei said with a slight smile.
Although he was exhausted physically and mentally and had no strength to fight again, he was also satisfied in his heart...
"... You can only hold on for three breaths, are you proud?" The suspended stone sword supported Lu Yanbei to stand up, and he kept muttering:
"Are you a bit of an old waste? If it were me who used your body, I would kill the elders of the immortal sect who are always careless and stupid!"
After saying this, Lu Yanbei did not refute, but thought about it seriously:
"You are right." Lu Yanbei said sincerely:
"It's a pity that my brother's talent is dull, not even one tenth of yours."
"I am really old, and I have tried my best to practice martial arts again, but I can only do this. If it were you..."
This made Jian Zexian silent, and he couldn't say a word of the dirty words in his heart.
One man and one sword took a short rest in the ruins of the Taoist temple. After a long time, Jian Zexian spoke:
"Are you still energetic?"
"Isn't this for the owner Qiao Xin? Use that... telepathic sound transmission technique to pass on a message?"
"That's right, what should I say?"
"Do I need to teach you this?" Shi Jian glanced at the remains of Elder Sun at his feet and said lightly:
"Elder Sun, a strange man from Xuantian Sect, pretended to be a ghost on the top of Tiger City and has been beheaded!"
.............................................
Wang Songhe's choice of location in the mountain-cutting and temple-breaking in Nanzhou was not random.
Taking Heyangfu City, the largest city in Nanzhou, as the center, one or two cities were chosen around it, and the distance was not far.
And the place where the Blood River was located was also such a city.
In the afternoon of this day, when the sun should have been high in the sky, it suddenly became dark and the sand and rocks flew.
A Xuantian Sect immortal who looked exactly like a statue stood on the clouds, overlooking the mortal world.
"In fact, after seeing it too much, it's just like that. The tricks of these immortal cultivators are all the same."
Xue Changhe sat on the ground and slammed the heavy sword box in his hand to the ground.
This sword box is quite heavy. There are as many as seven swords hidden in it, all of which were famous swords that once enjoyed a high reputation in the martial arts world.
When the sword box was unfolded, the seven famous swords inside made a clanging sound, as if they were already thirsty.
"Fen Ji, Cang Hai, Yin Wu, Feng Xiao, Xing Yue, Xue Po, Wu Xiang."
Xue Changhe called the names of these swords in a low voice:
"Your masters in the past were all famous masters of the martial arts world and top masters. I think they will not be afraid of fighting today and fight against the Yuanying cultivators of the immortal gate, right?"
The sword bodies of the seven famous swords trembled slightly, and there was a cold light flowing on them.
In the past, Xue Changhe broke into the sword tomb alone. In the sword tomb of the famous swords, there were seven famous swords that resonated with him and had a good relationship with him.
And he won the battle of seven swords alone, which was also recognized by these famous swords.
"Boy, have you thought it through?" At this time, a female voice came from the side.
This female voice came from the eighth sword in the sword box, which was a human magic sword that could speak human words.
The magic sword was named Fenhai, and the sword spirit was named "Sword Demon" by the world.
"The true power that the Qiao family practiced through the "Divine Transformation Art" is a super-quality transformation of Jiuzhou martial arts. It can not only release power in the air, allowing the qi power to fly a hundred or a thousand steps in the air; it also has the ability to refine the spirit and attack, which can hurt people's souls." Sword Demon Fenhai said:
"Although this skill can be called a unique skill, have you not mastered it yet? You are so eager to stand up because you despise that your life span of fifty years is too long, and you want to give up your life at the age of twenty. ?”
"Of course I don't want to die."
Xue Changhe replied lightly.
"Shenbian Jue" is a method of combining Qi and Shen.
But his internal energy is too strong, accumulated by the entire Xue family for more than a thousand years. It can be said that in the entire Jiuzhou martial arts world, he is second only to Qiao Mu, Yan Taizu and other unparalleled martial arts.
For example, if a tree's inner strength changes in Southwest China, the sword light whizzing down can cut off the waves and divert the floods, and soar into the sky to kill immortals.
If you take this step of the Blood River, you will also have accumulated a lot of experience, and the sea and the sky will be brighter from now on.
But also because his accumulation is too strong...this step is actually much more difficult than that of Li Changshi, Lu Yanbei and others.
"I have more than a thousand years of skill, and my inner strength has already far exceeded the limit of super-grade." Xuechanghe said to himself:
"Even a warrior who has taken the second step to transcendence, refined his spirit, and transformed his inner strength is no match for me."
"But I have only cultivated to the first level in the way of refining gods, and have not yet reached the threshold of the super level." Xue Changhe said.
"You are only twenty years old. To be able to practice martial arts to such an extent, you are already a genius." Sword Demon Fen Hai said.
"It's not enough to be a genius." Xue Changhe stood up and took out the first famous sword from the sword box, Fen Ji.
"To realize the Xue Family's thousand-year long cherished wish and break the fifty-year lifespan, the Xue Family has to have an outstanding person like no other in the millennium!"
Since meeting the Qiao family, coming to Taoyuan Villa, and meeting many top martial arts figures, Xue Changhe has a clear understanding of his own weaknesses in martial arts.
Within the Xue family, some people have long said that he is a genius that has not been seen in thousands of years.
But he is still too young after all.
Even if you have determination, you still lack tempering and the test of life and death.
Being able to reach the first level of spiritual cultivation at this age is already a sign of his extraordinary talent and extraordinary character, but no matter how high he is, it will not be possible.
His "god" is far from enough.
With such a terrifying accumulation of inner energy for more than a thousand years, it is quite difficult to take one step beyond this inner energy to transform into a god.
So, he stood here, raising the famous sword Fen Ji in his hand, pointing the sword at the sky.
"In the stories told by Chaolou storytellers, there has never been a young man who defeated all the invincible opponents in the world as soon as he stepped off the mountain."
"How can one stand against the heroes of the world without being tempered by blood and fire?"
The river of blood jumped up, and the blood-colored energy came out from the body:
"'Xuanyang Shangxian', I want you to help me transform into a magical martial artist!"
.............................
Sword Demon Fenhai did not move.
Her previous impression of Blood River was not bad, but it could not be said to be very good.
Previously, Xue Changhe broke into the Sword Tomb alone and resonated with seven famous swords. In the centuries-old history of the Sword Tomb, he ranked among the top three.
As for the first person, he is naturally the master of Wangjian, the man who conquered the world on horseback in the past, and the founding emperor of Dayan himself.
After meeting Taizu Yan and seeing Qiao Mu kill Elder Yuanying in the Sword Tomb, his eyes were naturally widened and it was difficult to be moved by a figure like Xue Changhe.
Even this time.
"He is a cruel person, but just being cruel to yourself is not enough."
There are actually quite a few ruthless people in this world, especially the sword demon Fen Hai, an ancient man from hundreds of years ago. During his time living alone in the Sword Tomb, he had seen many outstanding figures over the centuries.
Just like the swordsmith Tiexin in the past, he thought his heart was as solid as stone, but even after his death he never saw the day when the 'Sword of Immortal Killing' he dreamed of was forged.
"A firm will and an extraordinary mind are just standard features of a top powerhouse." Sword Demon Fen Hai looked at him coldly:
"Those who have taken this step are extraordinary people who leap over the dragon's gate."
Boom.
Suddenly there was a thunder.
The river of blood had been struck by a bolt of lightning falling from the sky. In the blink of an eye, his body was scorched black and his seven orifices were bleeding.
However, the blood gushing out from the wound gradually rolled up under the influence of the inexplicable force, forming a blood mist around the body.
Sword Demon Fenhai was slightly moved.
"This young man...is really not just talking empty words."
"This kind of martial artist who lives towards death and looks for breakthrough opportunities from the tip of the knife often dies very quickly... That's all, he doesn't live long to begin with."
After thinking about it, Sword Demon Fenhai couldn't help but smile.
This young man's behavior seems familiar to a famous martial arts clan in Jiuzhou if he thinks about it carefully.
What else are you talking about about the Qiao family, about living towards death, making a desperate move...
"Young people like this have been guarding the sword tomb for hundreds of years and are actually rare among outstanding figures of all time." Sword Demon Fenhai's eyes softened slightly.
She suddenly jumped up, and her figure turned into a long flame-shaped sword, which cut through the air with a clanging sword sound.
On the day that Xue Changhe broke into the sword tomb alone, seven famous swords were awakened in the sword tomb, and they revived and resonated from the tomb.
But starting from today, there is already an eighth sword.
"The name of the sword is Burning Sea."
Among the thunder falling like rain, a streak of blood-colored light appeared like the rising sun.
window._taboola = window._taboola || ; _taboola.push({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail - 300x250', target_type: 'mix' });
Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "bookshelf" and "reading record" in time (it is recommended to save screenshots). Sorry for the inconvenience caused to you!