Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 858

This kind of thing, once or twice, three or five times, may still be a little novel, but it will be torture after a long time, at least, I think so most of the time.

Although he enjoyed the process of becoming stronger, he also didn't forget that when he killed someone for the first time, he almost spit out his bile. For the Boy of Light who could sense the passage of time, that feeling was not at all uncomfortable.

When he was young, the old man once said to him: Some things, the more you understand, the more you will be in awe.

For example, time, another example, life.

The first lesson that Mr. taught him was also the reverence for life.

No one would be willing to fight against others every day, and no one would take killing as a routine. How to keep one's heart in this turbulent arena is what the most time is learning now.

Although Jiuqiansheng has never hurt innocent people, the number of people who died under his sword has long been immeasurable. During the journey of the three of them together, this famous sword god also gained a lot.

"The body is a bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror stand; always wipe it diligently, so that there is no dust."

Looking at the two opposing people not far away, Lin Chongyang sighed softly. Although his friend can be called a first-class master, he is dragged down by this title.

The accidental break of the saber this time was an opportunity for him.

Zuo Guang said: "He is different from the previous one."

This time, the young man named Yi Xuanmiao who picked up Nine Thousand Victories was also a swordsman, but his feeling was completely different from that of the previous swordsman named Lie Fei, and he couldn't say what the difference was.

It's different anyway.

At the same time, this one is much more crazy than the previous one.

Defeating Jiuqiansheng and standing at the top of the rivers and lakes is too shameful.

Yi Xuanmiao claimed that the sword can do the tricks of the hundred weapons, but the hundred weapons can't do it, so the sword is the first of the hundred weapons, and he picked nine thousand victories this time to prove this point.

Although they have different philosophies, in the shortest time, Yi Xuanmiao is more pleasing to the eye than Lie Fei.

"It's a pity." Lin Chongyang didn't pick up the boy's words.

Most recently, I was a little curious when I heard the words: "What do you think of Yi Xuanmiao's ideas, sir?"

"The only thing in his heart is the sword, which is a saving grace, and it allows him to go farther than ordinary people on the path of the sword.

However, only the sword is the only way to succeed, and only the sword is the only way to lose.

His preconceived ideas also limited his vision. He may be a first-class swordsman in the future, but it is difficult to become a master of the generation. "

"the Grand Master?"

"For example, the founder of the seven martial arts masters, with one style and seven combined moves, gathered the essence of knives, swords, halberds, bows, fists, palms, and strange gates, and almost broke the restrictions between all kinds of weapons. Grandmaster."

Just as Lin Chongyang spoke up to answer the question, not far away, the conversation between the two finally ended, and the confrontation officially started.

Jiu Qiansheng did not disarm Yi Xuanmiao with two simple moves like he did with Lie Fei, but gave him a chance to prove his philosophy, and the swordsman also lived up to expectations, using swords to perform sword moves, spear moves, and bow moves...

The sword's edge moved instantly, and there were frequent moves in a short time, which was amazing.

While watching the battle, Zhi Guang said: "From this point of view, Yi Xuanmiao's philosophy also has merit."

"It's meaningless to talk about weapons. Winning or losing depends on manpower."

As soon as the words fell, the victory and defeat would be decided, and Jiu Qiansheng slashed down with his sword, breaking Yi Xuanmiao's moves and knocking down the sword in his hand.

"I respect your philosophy, but I also reserve my own."

Looking at the young man who put away the sword, Jiu Qiansheng said so, and the moves of using the sword to perform a hundred weapons cannot be called miscellaneous but not perfect. Anyway, he doesn't know how to describe it with his martial arts attainments.

If you really want to define it, it is a castle in the air.

There is no idea, vision, state, foundation and heart, are not enough to support it to reach the state it depicts, and all aspects are a little bit worse.

In the words of my friend, at this time, it is almost close, and at the critical moment, life and death will be judged.

The way that each person walks is closely related to his spiritual realm.

If Yi Xuanmiao can't pass this hurdle, then his future achievements will be doomed. However, his ideas do have merit.

Not only has merit, Jiuqiansheng has even seen the finished product.

"I was defeated today, but it was only me who lost. My sword is not as good as your sword, and the sword is not as good as the sword."

Yi Xuanmiao was not discouraged by this failure, he was still full of confidence in his philosophy and sword:
"With one sword out, thousands of soldiers will be defeated. In the whole world, only the sword is the most powerful."

Before Jiuqiansheng could respond again, the world suddenly changed. Not far away, Lin Chongyang stepped forward and appeared in the battle circle. He turned his head to look at Yi Xuanmiao, with a flat tone that was somewhat inexplicable:

"Boy, do you practice swords?"

"Yes." Yi Xuanmiao nodded, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Dare to ask what you have learned from senior?"

"I can't talk about teaching, but are you interested in fighting with me?" Lin Chongyang put his left hand behind his back and asked for a fight.

Whether it is the best time or Jiuqiansheng, I don't know what he is thinking at the moment, but since it is a decision made by a friend, Jiuqiansheng will respect it.

After Lin Chongyang spoke, he directly stepped out of the battle circle.

Then, stand together with the best time outside the battle circle.

After a moment's consideration, Yi Xuanmiao chose to fight: "The junior will ask the senior for help."

"You said that the sword technique is natural and indescribable, but it transforms everything, right?" Lin Chongyang's words were still flat.

But Yi Xuanmiao could clearly sense that the world around him was filled with a sword intent, the connection between him and the world was cut off, and he couldn't breathe out the vitality of the world like he just did.

The swordsman stood ready and said, "That's right."

"Then you have to watch it." Lin Chongyang moved his sword finger with his right hand: "Everything becomes my sword."

The sword intent of the past and present is surging and spreading. In an instant, the sun turns into a sword, the eyes turn into a sword, the wind turns into a sword, the white cloud turns into a sword, the sky turns into a sword, the nine lands turn into a sword, and the mountains and rivers turn into a sword...

Yi Xuanmiao, who stood on the spot, choked for breath.

He could clearly feel that his blood was throbbing, and his muscles and bones were about to undergo inexplicable changes, as if they were about to move like swords in front of him.

Under this unparalleled sword intent, he couldn't even make a move.

Because, the true energy in his body was also affected and no longer controlled by him, and the idea of ​​construction was realized before his eyes, but Yi Xuanmiao didn't feel any joy in his heart.

Just when he thought that death was about to hit his face, the endless sword intent dissipated instead, and the surroundings returned to calm.

"This." Yi Xuanmiao's heartbeat accelerated suddenly at this moment.

"You also said that all weapons are based on the sword." The words fell, but the sword's fingers turned into a knife: "The world is my own way."

The sword intent of being the only one who is the only one bursts out, investigates the world, penetrates the past and the present, takes over the universe, extracts its own existence alone, surpasses the three ways of heaven, earth and human, and then expands to the extreme.

In Yi Xuanmiao's field of vision, the Qingtian Saber is immeasurably bright, like the universe and the universe are unified, sweeping all phenomena of the universe.

But when it was cut to three inches in front of him, it disappeared invisible.

The martial arts accomplishments of the person making the move are the only ones he has seen in his life, far above the nine thousand victories known as the sword god. The concept has been confirmed, and after being confirmed, it has been subverted. Yi Xuanmiao's mood is extremely complicated.

"The prototype of this move is my friend Jianzong's ultimate swordsmanship, which I have turned into merit to achieve a single sword move."

In the peaceful world, there was only one person standing proudly, his tone of voice was still very flat:
"So, at this moment, can I say that all weapons are originally swords?"

(End of this chapter)