Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 968

Jiang Mo walked into it slowly, looking at the dead bones sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

The owner of this withered bone does not know how many years it has been here.

However, the sword energy he left behind is still so terrifying.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying this person's attainments in the Dao of Swords were at his peak.

Wu Nu and Tian Yan carefully followed behind Jiang Mo.

Even they are a little afraid of this ancient cave.

Jiang Mo walked to the stone tablet and saw ancient characters engraved on it.

"This..." The ancient characters on it are somewhat difficult to read, but Jiang Mo has read countless books, so he can naturally recognize the characters on the ancient tablet.

"Break Sword Style!"

Jiang Mo saw that on the top of the ancient stele, there were three simple characters, and below was the explanation of the violent sword style.

"Storm sword style, enveloping the sword body with vitality, turning into a violent beast, attacking the enemy..."

As he read it, Jiang Mo felt a little surprised. The creator of the violent sword style had a fundamentally different understanding of swordsmanship than ordinary people.

However, Jiang Mo felt that this violent sword-style cultivation method was very reasonable.

If it can be cultivated successfully, it will definitely be a big killer.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Mo walked to the second ancient monument.

"Slaying sword style! With invincible will, wipe out everything..."

"Sword Killing Style..."

After reading the three ancient monuments in succession, Jiang Mo felt that his swordsmanship seemed to have been impacted.

The swordsmanship that he had practiced before was all quite satisfactory.

Now, the records of swordsmanship seen on these three ancient steles have subverted his previous understanding of swordsmanship.

The swordsman does not have a fixed shape. The weapon in the hand can be a sword, the air can be a sword, even light and sound can be a sword.

If one can cultivate to this level, then, in the vast world, everything can be turned into a sword, and all injustices in the world can be slashed!

Jiang Mo was getting more and more shocked, his heart was surging.

Just entering into this artistic conception, Jiang Mo felt that his understanding of the way of swords had deepened a lot.

As if, in a forest of swords, he is not accepting the tempering of sword energy all the time.

Jiang Mo looked at the third ancient stele, moved his eyes down, and saw a few ancient characters that made his breathing quicken.

"The violent sword style, the killing sword style, and the killing sword style. This is the three killing swords that break the delusion. If you practice to the state of perfection, you can kill all gods and ghosts!"

The domineering words were left on the ancient monument.

On the place where the signature was signed, there were three big characters written in dragon, flying and phoenix dancing, Song Yinian!
"It's actually him?!"

A look of shock appeared on Jiang Mo's face.

"My lord, do you know this person?" Wu Nu asked curiously.

Jiang Mo shook his head with a wry smile on his face.

He didn't know this person, but they were from the same era.

900 years ago, who did not know the name of the Sword Emperor Song Yinian?
Back then, there used to be a younger generation of overlord-level power who did something wrong. However, the elder of the overlord-level power was protecting his shortcomings.

Song Yinian, who has an upright personality, just carried an iron sword, and set foot on the mountain gate of that overlord-level force.

At that time, all the powerhouses of the overlord-level forces went out to fight, and in the end, without exception, they were all defeated by Song Yinian.

Even their ancestors were defeated by Song Yinian when they left the customs.

The younger generation who made a big mistake was killed by Song Yinian, and then drifted away.

Later, after that battle, Song Yinian became a god, and no one could defend his position.

From then on, the name of Sword Emperor fell on Song Yinian's head.

At that time, Jiang was known as the Emperor of Alchemy, and his ability to refine medicine was unparalleled in the world. I don't know how many strong people came to Jiang Street, hoping to help refine medicine.

Only the sword emperor Song Yinian never asked for any pills, and Jiang Mo naturally had no chance with him.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, he would fall here." Jiang Mo sighed quietly.

He looked at the rusty iron sword next to Song Yinian, feeling a little concerned. This sword is the saber that Song Yinian used to pick the overlord-level power back then, right?
Although very common, let the world remember it!
"The three killing swords that break the delusion are Song Yinian's understanding of swordsmanship. Moreover, his understanding of the way of swords is also integrated in the three sword styles. If I can learn all of them, then my strength will definitely increase greatly .” Jiang Mo murmured.

In the way of swordsmanship, if Song Yinian had not fallen and he was ranked second, then no one in the entire Tianwu Continent would dare to claim the number one.

This ancient stele recording the Three Killing Swords of Pohuang is undoubtedly of great significance.

"Try to see if you can take these three ancient monuments away." Jiang Mo's heart moved, his vitality roared over, trying to lift the ancient monument standing in the ground.

However, to Jiang Mo's embarrassment, the three ancient steles were all safe and sound, and they were not shaken at all.

Jiang Mo's face was full of black lines. He didn't expect this ancient tablet to be so hard.

With Jiang Mo's strength, it was easy to smash this ancient monument.

However, there is an important sword technique hidden in the ancient stele. If it is smashed, then Jiang Mo will have no chance to get the three-kill sword.

Therefore, Jiang Mo did not dare to take this risk.

"Then here, let's cultivate it successfully." Jiang Mo secretly said, and then told Wu and the two women, "You guard the law outside the entrance of the cave for me, and I will practice the swordsmanship on it."

Wu Nu nodded and said: "Young Master, don't worry, no one will disturb you."

After finishing speaking, Wu Nv Yingying bent down, and she and Tian Yan exited the ancient cave.

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, and began to practice crazily according to the records on the ancient tablet.

Song Yinian's swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. Even after 900 years, no one can surpass his realm.

"Storm sword style, enveloping the body of the sword with vitality, incarnation of a violent beast,"

Jiang Mo muttered to himself, bursting with vitality, using the records on the ancient stele to activate the sword art.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

In the ancient cave, the thin figure flickered non-stop, and every time the sword stabbed, it was extremely violent, as if turning into a ferocious giant beast.

……

Time passed slowly, and in a flash, a month passed.

During this period of time, Jiang Mo has been cultivating the Three Swords of Breaking Delusion like a novice.

However, the sword style created by Song Yinian is so profound that it is impossible to fully comprehend it in a month.

Even the most talented sword repairer may take decades to comprehend it.

Even so, Jiang Mo felt that his swordsmanship had grown rapidly.

Fifth Heaven of Sword Dao: Jian Xin Tongming became more and more proficient, and Jiang Mo planned to try his comprehension of Sixth Heaven of Sword Dao.

"My lord, it's not good. Something happened to Zhentian Pavilion."

Just when Jiang Mo was about to continue practicing the Three Killing Swords, Wu Nu's anxious voice came from outside the cave.

Jiang Mo raised his brows, and immediately his spiritual sense moved slightly, and the three ancient monuments trembled hummingly.

"I actually got a little contact with this ancient monument." Jiang Mo was overjoyed, and immediately, the three ancient monuments buzzed and flew into Zichen's ring.

After receiving the three ancient steles, Jiang Mo bowed slightly to Song Yinian's dead bones to express his gratitude.

Immediately, with a flash of figure, he left the ancient cave.

(End of this chapter)