Lan Ruochan

Chapter 388
The Thirteen Fierce Swords are in one go, swallowing and reuniting the Nine Suns!

Many unparalleled exercises worked together to produce a very subtle chemical reaction.

As if given life, the Thirteen Swords of Desperate Life escaped from Qingyun's control and began to give birth to No. 14 changes!

The name of the sword kills, the intent of the sword kills, the meaning of the sword move is to kill!
At this moment, Qianchangjuan has turned into a life-threatening sword, and Qingyun has become a vassal of the sword!

Master Juefa opened his eyes suddenly, and the ferocious aura like a wild beast made him unable to sit in meditation anymore.

Mr. Hua Yang's beard and hair were all stretched out. He was facing the pressure of death, and his sleeves bulged without wind.

At this moment, his expression was solemn, and he was completely gone from the relaxed and indifferent look he had when he played against Liu Ying.

"This, what kind of trick is this?" Liu Ying, who was watching the battle, was stunned.Of course he understands swords, and of course he can see the destructive power contained in Qingyun's sword... No, no, this is not Yujian, but enchanted!Qingyun's sword seems to have escaped his own control!

Although Junzhi's understanding of kendo is not so deep, he can read the expression of the master at the moment.The master has always been kind, since he started, he has never seen anyone who can force the master to change his face!He even started to worry about his master, his fists clenched unconsciously, his palms were wet and full of sweat.

"Fifth brother! What are you doing!"

He shouted loudly, but his voice had been distorted, he seemed to be shouting, but no one in the world could hear his voice.

There were two other people who spoke at the same time as him.

Juefa saw that something was urgent, and opened his mouth to roar like a Buddhist lion.

As the predecessor of the Lion's Roar, the Taoist howling technique was also spit out from the mouth of Huayang Zhenren.

The lion's roar is deep and shocking; the Taoist whistle is loud and clear, tearing the soul.

When the thirteen swords of killing life changed by themselves, Qingyun only had one thought in his heart - I cannot become a slave of the sword, I want to regain control of the sword in my hand!
If not, then I would rather stab myself to death!
But he was not mentally prepared when he drew the sword, and the sea of ​​consciousness was completely controlled by the sword intent... Just when he was helpless, and was even about to die with the demons in his heart, and burn the jade and stone together, the evening drum and the morning bell suddenly rang at the same time.

Mu and Chen didn't want to see each other, and the chiming of bells and drums at this moment was naturally not real bells and drums, but Sanskrit singing.

The magic sword in Qingyun Sea of ​​Consciousness trembled violently, as if it was resisting some kind of huge force.

Just now!

Qingyun gathered all the remaining rationality and guarded the altar tightly, as if turning into an invisible big hand, holding the hilt of the magic sword.

The magic sword is still struggling, unwilling to be suppressed by the power of Buddhism and Taoism, it is whining and roaring, it is not reconciled!
It was supposed to be a soul-devouring fierce sword that must see blood in every birth, how could it be so useless to admit defeat!But it can't withstand the joint seal of the two top experts in the world at all. It must rely on a force, and another force to help it break the situation.

At this moment, Qingyun's consciousness leaned towards the magic sword!

It didn't resist anymore, it had its own sanity and judgment, it wanted to take a gamble!
If this person is willing to help it, it may be able to break through the shackles and wipe out all the creatures in front of it!Regardless of whether you are a Buddha or a Taoist, a sage or a sage!

Snapped!
Qingyun's will firmly grasped the magic sword!
His body began to tremble violently!

The magic sword wants to dominate him, wants to draw his power to compete with the power of the two strong men.

In front of these three powerful forces, Qingyun's own energy seemed so insignificant.

But when the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman does not need to be faster than the snipe or have the strength to open the clam with his bare hands if he wants to profit. He only needs to be the straw that breaks the balance at the critical moment.

He resisted the pull of the magic sword, and at the moment when the magic sword fully resisted the coercion of Buddhism and Taoism, he violently threw the magic sword behind him!

All of this is a battle between heaven and man in Qingyun's sea of ​​knowledge, but from the outside world, Qingyun is under the attack of a monk and a sound wave, clenched and trembling, pulling back hard, as if to Tow back a galloping wild horse!

Suddenly, Qingyun seemed to have grasped a certain balance, and suddenly mobilized all his strength, and skillfully threw the epee behind him!

The sword energy split a terrible gully on the ground, which has almost surpassed the limit of manpower, and it is not known whether it is because of the rampage of Jiuyang Zhenqi or the addition of water and fire.

"This sword is almost as powerful as the master's sword against the Tianmen in front of Funiu Mountain back then! How could the fifth brother do such a thing?" This is the voice in the heart of Jizhi.

"Such a strong sword intent, is this sword intent that can be countered by manpower? My second brother often said that I am addicted to swords, but seeing this sword, my fifth brother should be a sword demon!" Liu Ying cursed in his heart.

"This... After one month of separation, brother Qing can actually be so diligent! If this sword is aimed at me, even if my demon disintegrates with a hundred and eight needles, it may not be able to block it!", Yin Seke's eyes It's hard to say whether it's joy or fear, or just simple ignorance.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!"

Mr. Huayang and Master Juefa spoke in unison.

From their point of view, if Jue Fa hadn't detected the difference just now and decisively suppressed the magic sword with Mr. Hua Yang, this sword would definitely bite people!
After all, the possibility of injuring Mr. Huayang is extremely slim.

The final result is probably that Qingyun himself will be swallowed by the fierce sword's sword intent.

It was Qingyun who really narrowly escaped death.He was panting heavily, still in shock, "The Thirteen Swords of Death, there are actually No. 14 changes in the Thirteen Swords of Death! No, there are more than fourteen. I killed it! But, but it can change again! No.15 sword! What a terrifying sword!"

"Sect Master Qing must never use this move again! If Pindao and Master Jue Fa are not around, no one can restrain the power of this sword!"

"But, but why! How can a person's thinking be influenced by sword tricks!", the magic sword has almost become Qingyun's heart knot, if he can't help him resolve it immediately, his sword heart will definitely be damaged.

"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""

Many readers of the new generation may feel very confused about the content of this chapter, what is it and what is it!

But if you have experienced the era of Jin Yong and Gu Long's great martial arts, it should be very easy to grab this stalk.

The author has long said that there will be a work in tribute to Mr. Gu Long in the future.

The author also said that in this work, Jin Yong and Gu Long will be paid tribute to in an appropriate way, and part of the worldview belonging to that era will be restored.

Liu Ying's Covenant of Nine Swords is a tribute to Jin Yong.

The No.14 sword and No.15 sword derived from Thirteen Swords of Death are one of the most famous plots in Gu Long's novels, and can even be compared with "Little Li Feidao, the example is not in vain".

The No.15 sword is a sword that must kill, a sword with consciousness and magic power.Yan Shisan killed himself because of this.

As for the Third Young Master Xie Xiaofeng, who survived that battle, no one doubted his strength and identity as the number one sword in the world, even though he never used a sword again.

(End of this chapter)