Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 566: The best sword in the world since ancient times! (Two in one)

"Oh! Even though Chang Ming has so many glorious achievements in the past, do you still think that Tong Xiaoyou will win?"

Emperor Yun chuckled.

"Yes!" Xin Yan nodded, her face still stern and her expression serious.

This was undoubtedly her true thought, and she had no intention of favoring those who were also descendants of an ancient sect.

Compared to Song Changming, whom she had only heard of but never seen, she had truly witnessed Tong Zhige's strength. She felt that among people of the same age, no one could defeat Tong Zhige in a one-on-one situation!

She also couldn't imagine the scene of the children's song being defeated.

After all, that is the Taijia Sword!
"The Taijia Sword has always been passed down from generation to generation. It seems that it has not been seen for two hundred years. Miss Xin Yan, just wait and see." Emperor Yun smiled and looked at the figure of Song Changming standing in the sea of ​​clouds not far away.

He could understand Yang Xinyan's thoughts. The Taijia Sword might be unknown in the eyes of ordinary warriors, but in the eyes of the strong, the Taijia Sword's reputation was well-known.

Apart from anything else, ancient books say that the successor of Taijia Sword once challenged the former Emperor Yuan with just one sword.

After fighting for seven days, he was finally defeated and received praise from Emperor Yuan, who called the successor of the Taijia Sword the best sword in the world!

Only this title of number one in the world was recorded in history because it was appointed by Emperor Yuan!
From then on, the Taijia Sword was deified.

Later, after the catastrophe that nearly destroyed the world, Emperor Yuan disappeared, and many powerful descendants of ancient sects also followed him and disappeared without a trace.

As time went by, with each passing day, fewer and fewer people knew about these ancient sects.

The descendants of these ancient sects have become increasingly low-key, especially the Taijia Sword, which has always been passed down from one person to another, so it is often not seen for a hundred years.

The main reason why Emperor Yun asked Song Changming to stay this time was to introduce him to the successor of the Taijia Sword.

He himself was also somewhat curious about the current strength of this new generation of Taijia Sword inheritor.

This ancient sword technique was truly glorious in its day!
It’s just that the time gap is too far away now, and the past events are only recorded in some ancient books.

Of course, Emperor Yun never thought that Song Changming would lose in this competition.

No matter how powerful the Taijia Sword is, to put it bluntly, it is just a sword technique, and the key still depends on the person.

Only if the person using the knife is strong enough can he unleash the full power of the knife.

But Song Changming is so strong in all aspects!
It is hard to imagine that among people of the same generation, there would be someone stronger than Song Changming!
In the sea of ​​clouds, Song Changming's eyes fell on the sword of the child singer.

The knife was hidden in the sheath and its full appearance could not be seen, but Song Changming could sense that there was something magical about the knife.

"Come on." Song Changming said without any delay.

He knew much less about the Taijia Sword than Emperor Yun and Xin Yan. He only knew that his martial arts skills were definitely not weak, so he did not underestimate him.

"Sorry for the offense!" Tong Zhige's face turned serious. Upon hearing that, he moved and rushed towards Song Changming.

When he approached Song Changming, he suddenly shouted in a low voice.

"Windwalker!"

The next moment, Tong Zhige's speed broke through the sound barrier, leaving a trail of afterimages on the spot, and his real body instantly approached Song Changming.

Then he drew his sword and slashed!

"Tai Yin style!"

All I saw was Tong Zhige pulling out a pitch-black sword from the scabbard. The blade was nowhere to be seen, only an unknown black aura.

The black gas slashed out, and instantly spread like ink, rendering the surroundings as dark as night.

Song Changming also drew out his God-Devouring Sword and slashed out a stream of sword energy.

But in the blink of an eye, the sword energy he slashed out was swallowed up by the opponent's black energy, leaving only ripples.

"Interesting." Song Changming's eyes lit up when he saw this.

It had been a long time since he had seen such amazing swordsmanship.

In his opinion, most of those world-famous sword masters were no more than this.

After all, he has already mastered the art of swordsmanship, and his vision is beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.

The first strike was fruitless, but Song Changming was not in a hurry and let the dark sword energy hit him.

The dark sword energy was like water, directly dissolving the master's power that covered his body.

You must know that he now has the cultivation level of a master in the later stage, and his Purple Mansion has already cultivated sixty-one drops of master's blood essence.

The master's power was so strong that it was broken so easily. It can be seen that the power of this black sword energy is extraordinary.

However, it was not just that. The black sword energy was like a bone-eating poison attached to his body surface, subtle and sinister.

But this time, Song Changming's body was not damaged at all.

"He was able to block my Taiyin Style with just his flesh and blood. You're worthy of being Song Xian!" Tong Zhige's figure merged into the darkness. Seeing Song Changming directly using his flesh and blood body to resist his sword energy, he couldn't help but be a little shocked.

This is definitely the first time in his sword practice.

In terms of physical strength, he would like to call Song Changming the strongest!
Incorruptible, immortal, blood like magma, flesh harder than diamond!

With such strength and vitality, even without using any sword skills, just swinging the sword casually is already invincible, surpassing countless sword skills!

"It's not bad. This feminine sword power." Song Changming said softly, raised his hand and wiped it, and the black sword energy dissipated in an instant.

"It's getting dark." Song Changming looked around, raised his sword and slashed again.

Boom!

A giant thunder dragon a hundred feet long flew out along the knife, bursting out with dazzling lightning, and actually smashed the surrounding darkness into pieces.

Also affected by the collision was the childish song that blended into the darkness.

Tong Zhige held a knife in front of him, gritted his teeth, and endured the attack of the thunder dragon, flying to a height of tens of thousands of meters!
Just as he thought, each of Song Changming's strikes was loaded with unprecedented force, and it would cost a lot to take it head-on.

The fact that he was able to withstand Song Changming's sword was enough to demonstrate his ability.

My arms felt numb, as if the blood was not circulating.

"So strong!" Even though Tong Zhige had prepared himself mentally, he still felt more and more frightened.

If he had not just used the sword energy to protect his whole body, Song Changming's sword would have been enough to make him lose the strength to fight again!
"If you don't show your real skills, I'm afraid you won't have a chance." Song Changming stood where he was, looked up at the sky, and did not chase after him, but just transmitted his voice.

After all, this is just a competition, not a life-and-death fight. The outcome is not important. He just wants to see Tong Zhige's full strength.

Tong Zhige took a deep breath and his eyes became more solemn.

The master's power in his body poured into his knife frantically.

The originally pitch-black blade suddenly changed dramatically, turning into a golden color like the scorching sun, burning like fire and smoke.

"Sun Pose!"

The next moment, Tong Zhige stood high in the sky, raised his long sword, and chopped down fiercely.

hum!
In the sky, it was as if a huge gaseous sun was falling, and the noise was so loud that it alarmed everyone in the main city of the imperial capital!

Even the seventh-level talisman formation in front of the hall could not block this terrifying pure yang sword energy!
This time, Emperor Yun also showed a strange expression. "A stunning strike!"

In comparison, the thunder dragon that Song Changming had just killed pales in comparison.

Outside the hall, powerful auras were startled and revealed themselves one after another, staring at the game in front of them.

Some of them are the emperor’s personal guards, while others are old and powerful men who live in seclusion in the palace.

"This sword energy, could it be that the Taijia Sword has reappeared in the world?" A powerful man in the palace noticed the clue and whispered to himself.

"It is the Yin-Yang style of the Taijia sword. There is no mistake. It has been around for more than two hundred years. I never thought that I, an old man, would be able to witness this sword technique with my own eyes in my lifetime."

"That must be little Song Changming. I think among the younger generation, he is the only one who can withstand the power of this Taijia sword."

"Haha, this competition is interesting and worth watching."

"Tell those royal guards not to worry about anything. His Majesty will make the decision."

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Amid the sudden changes in the sky, Song Changming remained calm and composed, facing the setting sun, holding the knife in one hand, without dodging or avoiding.

Song Changming made a knife flower, grinned, and slashed with the knife as well.

The mysterious sword intent soared into the sky, and the energy reversed upwards, causing the falling sun to suddenly stop!
At this moment, the sound of the wind disappeared, and the hustle and bustle in the city fell into dead silence!
Xin Yan's beautiful eyes opened and her pupils trembled violently.

In her vision, after Song Changming drew his sword this time, the world fell into endless silence, as if everything had stopped.

Until the golden sunset was shattered into pieces, until Tong Zhige staggered and fell, and until more than ten seconds later, the horrifying and deadly sword intent finally disappeared.

That paused world and that bleak scene have just returned to normal!

"Ancient martial arts!" Xin Yan murmured, her slightly open mouth unable to close for a long time.

She could see that the sword move that Song Changming had just made was a sword technique, and in terms of the level of mastery, it was far superior to Tong Zhige!

At least from the big move confrontation just now, Tong Zhige's sword attack had almost no room for defense, and she was defeated by Song Changming's swordsmanship.

Song Changming defeated Tong Zhige head-on with his sword skills.

That terrifying supreme sword intent that could destroy the world and heaven was so terrifying that not only Tong Zhige, but she, too, could not think of resisting it.

It's too strong!
She had to admit that she had seriously underestimated Song Changming's strength.

I thought that many of the stories about Song Changming were false and exaggerated.

Now it seems that, at least in terms of martial arts strength, Song Changming is indeed far ahead of his peers!
Even the successor of Taijia Sword is far behind her!

After the childish song fell, he was stunned for a long time, staring at the long sword in his hand in a daze.

After the energy and sword intent faded away, the sword in his hand also revealed its original style.

It was a long sword that was as translucent as crystal. At first glance, it did not look like a weapon for fighting and killing, but more like a work of art that was only for appreciation and exhibition, a treasure.

However, this sword has a very noble origin. It is a precious sword passed down from generation to generation in the Taijia Sword Sect, and it is also a treasure from ancient times!

There is only one such thing in the world.

With the birth of the successor of this generation of Taijia Sword, this sword will surely be on the list of divine weapons again and will surely be among the best.

Tong Zhige thought about the possibility of losing, but he never thought that he would be defeated so easily after trying his best to use the Sun Style.

From beginning to end, Song Changming only made three strikes.

But just these three strikes made Tong Zhige realize the huge gap in strength between him and Song Changming.

"Song Xian is indeed as powerful as the legend says. Today he has finally recognized who he is. It's because I haven't practiced my skills well enough that I really made a fool of myself." Tong Zhige suppressed the strong sense of frustration in his heart and bowed to Song Changming.

"Brother Tong, there is no need to underestimate yourself. Your swordsmanship is already amazing enough. There are only a few people in the world who can compete with you in swordsmanship." Song Changming saw that Tong Zhige was hit hard by him, so he could only say a few words to comfort him.

This is not false.

Tong Zhige is proficient in the Taijia sword technique, and his sword skills alone make him unrivaled.

It's just that today he met Song Changming, who had already perfected the 'Silent Sword', and that's why he was defeated in the swordsmanship competition.

But how many strong men in the world are there who have achieved perfection in swordsmanship and martial arts?
All we can say is that Tong Zhige challenged a super boss today that was beyond the ability of his level to challenge.

Fortunately, Tong Zhige had a strong psychological endurance and recovered quickly after a few words.

"When my swordsmanship is perfected in the future, I will spar with Brother Song. I hope Brother Song will be willing to give me some advice then." Tong Zhige said as he put away his sword, a smile already on his face.

"No problem." Song Changming nodded.

"How about it, Miss Xin Yan, do you want to give it a try?" asked Emperor Yun.

He was not surprised that Song Changming won so cleanly.

What was a little unexpected was Song Changming's martial arts, which had reached the state of perfection. Its power seemed a little exaggerated.

Xin Yan decisively declined.

What a joke! It was outrageous enough that the successor of Taijia Sword was defeated by three swords. She still had some self-awareness and dared not humiliate herself.

"Miss Xin Yan, I have a sword formation here. Are you interested in taking a look?" Song Changming suddenly said after hearing the conversation between Emperor Yun and Xin Yan.

Having just seen the Taijia sword, I was in high spirits and inevitably became interested in the martial arts that Xin Yan was practicing.

Since the other party is using a sword, it is natural to cater to his preferences.

Sure enough, Xin Yan looked at him with a flickering gaze, hesitated for a moment, and said.

"I never thought that Marshal Song also knew the way of swordsmanship. Please teach me."

Upon hearing this, Song Changming smiled slightly and without saying much, he directly touched the Qiankun Ring with his palm.

The next moment, flying swords suddenly shot out.

There were seventy-two swords in total, which transformed into seventy-two sword lights, circling around Song Changming.

Each flying sword comes with a unique sword intent.

For a moment, the complex sword intent continued to interweave, overlap, and even merge in this piece of heaven and earth.

The clear and loud sounds of swords resounded through the sky.

Song Changming then made some gestures with his fingers.

Seventy-two flying swords suddenly fell in front of him and gathered into a formation.

"Please." Song Changming said.

Xin Yan watched Song Changming manipulate seventy-two long swords at the same time, and he could use them as if they were his own arms.

She knew that Song Changming really understood kendo.

Even though his swordsmanship is not as strong as his, his attainments are quite impressive at a glance, at least above the proficient level. Especially the sword formation he set up, which is definitely extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)