The Legend of the God of Cangyuantu

Chapter 16: Sword of the Rising Sun
"If you can't bear it, then die!!!"

Meng Zhao roared in his heart. The white bone sword hanging above his head had not yet dissipated. He once again absorbed the sword evil energy from the group of white bones and condensed it together again.

Dang, Dang, Dang! ! !
The white bone sword began to vibrate, and endless evil spirit continued to blend into it, emitting a terrifying sword power.

"The second wave of attack is coming."

Meng Zhao's face was solemn. He did not expect that the second wave of attack seemed to be much stronger than the previous one. Seeing this scene, he suddenly had an epiphany. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the waves of cold sword energy coming from the white bone sword. This sword energy continued to hit Meng Zhao.

The aura on the white bone sword instantly bloomed and transformed into countless sword auras, rushing towards Meng Zhao at a rapid speed. After Meng Zhao felt the white bone sword attack, he did not condense his true energy to turn it into a sword to resist. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back and his back straight.

The sword's evil energy rushed in front of Meng Zhao, constantly piercing into Meng Zhao's voice, cutting through Meng Zhao's skin. The sword energy was so awe-inspiring that it directly shook Meng Zhao out again.

After rolling dozens of times in the air, Meng Zhao rolled repeatedly on the ground and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His body was also scratched by the sword energy, and wounds kept appearing. Creepy blood flowed out of Meng Zhao's body.

The severe pain in his body continued to sting Meng Zhao's nerves. Meng Zhao clenched his teeth, staring at the sword-like aura as he slowly climbed up from the ground.

A crazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he roared loudly: "Not enough, not enough, let this sword evil spirit come more fiercely!!!"

"Stab~"

The sword evil energy on the white bone sword was exhausted again. Meng Zhao absorbed the sword evil energy from the white bones again to replenish it. Under the powerful force of the white bone sword, he stood up again.

At this time, there was only one incense stick of time left for the last wave of attacks. Meng Zhao knew in his heart that this last move would be extremely terrifying. If he was not adequately prepared, he would really die.

Meng Zhao clenched his fists and took the opportunity to continue to feel the sword aura coming from the white bone sword.

Time passed slowly, and the white bone sword condensed all the remaining sword energy of the bones. The bones in front of Meng Zhao seemed to have run out of sword energy and had no strength to support them. In an instant, they turned into wisps of dust and dissipated in this world.

The white bones disappeared, and the strongest power condensed on the white bone sword. The sword light condensed a little more, filled with a devouring and murderous aura, as if it was going to destroy this world.

The white bone sword did not emit any sword evil energy. The tip of the white bone sword pointed directly at Meng Zhao, carrying the terrifying sword evil energy and rushing towards him. Meng Zhao's heart was suddenly shrouded in a sense of death, as if he would die when the white bone sword fell.

"Live to die!"

Meng Zhao suddenly took a step forward, his fingertips moved slightly, and sword energy instantly wrapped around him, as transparent as jade, reflecting a hint of cold light.

Faced with the white bone sword rushing towards him and the sense of death surging in his heart, Meng Zhao did not retreat but advanced, stepping on his toes to meet the attack head-on!

When it was about to collide with the white bone sword, Meng Zhao raised his fingertips high, and a sword energy rushed out from Meng Zhao's fingertips, extremely fast, and the trajectory was clearly visible.

This sword is like the rising sun, like bamboo shoots after rain, like a beam of light in the dark night, like the dawn that pierces the darkness...

This sword was full of vitality and vigor after the dead silence. In an instant, it was like a blazing sun, dispelling all the evil spirits...

The white bone sword collided with the Rising Sun Sword, and endless light enveloped the entire world. The white bone sword was filled with the breath of destruction, while Meng Zhao's Rising Sun Sword had the breath of life. Destruction and life, two extreme forces, constantly collided. Meng Zhao understood in his heart, gathered the power hidden in his body, and roared loudly: "This sword is a secret technique I created by myself, the second secret technique of the Broken Jade Sword Technique, I named it - Rising Sun Sword!"

"Sword of the Rising Sun, raise it for me!!!"

A low hum came out of Meng Zhao's mouth, and an extremely bright light bloomed from his fingertips, full of endless explosive power. The dazzling light dispelled the darkness and welcomed the light.

boom!
With a loud bang, the two forces continued to collide, and the white bone sword gradually shattered at this moment. The darkness that originally enveloped the world gradually began to show a ray of light as the white bone sword gradually shattered...

Soon, the Sword of the Rising Sun pierced the White Bone Sword, and the White Bone Sword directly turned into a sword seal and merged into Meng Zhao's body. Without the White Bone Sword, the whole world began to regain its brightness and light, like a clear sky after rain...

The white bone sword disappeared, and the incense stick left by the master of Wanjian Island also disappeared.

Meng Zhao's Rising Sun Sword also disappeared at this moment. His true energy had been exhausted long ago, but he was able to successfully hold on by relying on the secret technique he had just realized and his own strong will, which allowed him to burst out with power several times greater than his own.

Otherwise, Meng Zhao will definitely lose this battle!

"Clap clap clap!!!"

The figure of Wanjian Island Master appeared beside Meng Zhao. Meng Zhao looked at him weakly. Wanjian Island Master looked at Meng Zhao with admiration in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Hahaha, it's been a long time since I met such an interesting junior. I thought you would fall under this white bone sword like the group of people who wanted to obtain the inheritance of this emperor!"

"I didn't expect that you not only lasted for an incense stick of time, but also broke the white bone sword into pieces, turning it into a sword seal and merging it into your body. It's really interesting."

After hearing what the Wanjian Island Master said, Meng Zhao asked in confusion: "Senior Wanjian, is there anyone who entered here before me?"

"That's right. There are quite a few humans who have entered my inheritance land. The requirements of this first level for this emperor are naturally not simple. Only those below the God Lord can have the opportunity to trigger this emperor's inheritance."

"There are many people with great talents among them, but unfortunately, they only think of using brute force to break through the barriers, so naturally they all become the souls of the dead under the sword of white bones. Those white bones naturally also have their share."

The master of Wanjian Island said indifferently.

"what!"

After hearing the words of the Master of Wanjian Island, Meng Zhao felt a chill on his back. Fortunately, he felt a clue when facing the second sword of the white bone sword. He found that no matter how he concentrated his strength, he always felt that the power of the white bone sword was always above him, and even increased several times.

In order to deal with this last sword, Meng Zhao could only rely on his own talent, comprehend the white bone sword, realize the sword of the rising sun, and even rely on his own will to burst out several times the strength, before he could barely pass it. This is enough to show how difficult this level is.

However, this level that almost caused Meng Zhao to lose his life was only the first level of the inheritance of the Lord of Wanjian Island!

ps: Hehehe, the author is so ungrateful again and is begging everyone to help the author steal some votes, balls.

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