Thunder Sword God Emperor

Chapter 810 Sword Island!

Although Liu Zixun restrained that mysterious power, he still exuded a faint mysterious aura, which merged with his sword intent, like an indestructible sword, rushing to the depths of the fifth level of Jianhe .

At this time, everyone no longer considered what sword inheritance Liu Zixun would get, but whether Liu Zixun would break through the obstacles and enter the sword island.

Time passed slowly, and Liu Zixun finally reached the depths of the sword river on the fifth floor. With one step, he could enter the path of the sword.

At this time, everyone was also nervous, and Liu Zixun seemed to hesitate!
Standing quietly at the barrier on the fifth floor, paying attention to the vast sword path in front of him, at this moment, Liu Zixun unexpectedly discovered that the size of this sword island is not the hundreds of miles wide as seen from the outside, but the boundless Wuji is purely a world of swords.

The sharp swords stuck on the island were like towering trees. At this moment, he could no longer use any words to describe the scene he saw.

Shocked!

Perhaps, this is the only word Liu Zixun can barely express his emotions!

He was breathing heavily, and he didn't know how he should enter the sword island.

He is a sword cultivator, although not as pure as Can Wujue, but he is still an excellent sword cultivator, so seeing such a shocking scene, he felt an inexplicable respect in his heart.

He took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and tried his best to calm down his mind. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, as if he was a different person, and all the aura belonging to the demon body disappeared.

Dacheng's sword intent was fully released, the sharp sword was raised high, he mobilized all his true energy, and slashed down with a sharp sword.

Hey!
A flash of sword light that was as dazzling as lightning instantly slashed towards the barrier in front of him, and slowly slashed on it, as if a light and shadow entered the water curtain. It did not startle the huge waves, but rippled layer after layer.

In an instant, the sword light disappeared, but the barrier was slowly opened, and a long bridge made of swords suddenly appeared in his vision.

Cambridge!

Liu Zixun was stunned, and those Wuxiu who saw this scene were also stunned.

Thousands of sharp swords, pointing straight at the sky, forming a two-foot-wide, I don't know how long Cambridge, passers-by seem to have to step on the Cambridge to the Sword Island.

Liu Zixun frowned slightly, but he didn't think too much, and still stepped forward.

Swish!
With a flash of light, Liu Zixun disappeared, and the Sword Field returned to its previous scene, still the quiet Sword Island and the swirling Sword River, but that Cambridge, as if it had never appeared before.

The moment Liu Zixun set foot on Cambridge, he seemed to leave the original world. The river of blood disappeared, the crowd disappeared, and even the river of swords disappeared.

At this moment, he was in an endless dark void, the surroundings were pitch black, and the only thing he could see was the huge land in front of him, or the fragments of stars.

This is Sword Island!

This is the true face of Jiandao. I am afraid it is a small world, and it may not be bigger than this Jiandao!
Vast and vast, this is Liu Zixun's first feeling when he saw Jiandao!

Then, there is a world of swords!
He had only taken one step in the Cambridge under his feet, but this step made him seem to have gained many years of swordsmanship.

Every time he took a step, he saw an illusory figure in front of him, practicing sword skills.

His pace was very slow, as if he wanted to see clearly what this phantom figure was rehearsing.

After a long time, he finally saw clearly, and at this moment his heart was beyond shocked!

These sword techniques are extremely profound, and each move contains thousands of ways, which is amazing!
These are undoubtedly the inheritance of kendo!
Liu Zixun was in admiration at this time, the domain name of the sword has been passed down through the ages, he only took a step or two on the Cambridge, and he was lucky enough to witness such a mysterious sword skill, this is definitely a great opportunity!

He walked slowly on the Cambridge, with each step having a specific speed, as if he couldn't control it. If he was slow, he would miss the evolution image of the sword skill, and if he was fast, he would not be able to see anything clearly.

This Cambridge is very long and seems to have no end.

Liu Zixun thought, this should be the mystery of the sword domain, it was useless to think too much, he simply didn't think too much, cast all his energy on the phantom in front of him, and followed him to practice the sword art he saw.

Maybe it was the time of a stick of incense, maybe tens of thousands of years later, Liu Zixun has forgotten the time, and the whole person is like a demon, tossing and turning on Cambridge, the sharp sword in his hand draws extremely beautiful arcs in the void, until He completely practiced this set of sword skills!
At this time, he stopped walking and stopped practicing. Looking ahead, Cambridge was still extremely long, but when he looked back, he only saw the boundless void.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and recalled the process of his eyelids just now. This time, he practiced with spiritual consciousness, and the venue was the sea of ​​consciousness!

After a long time, he opened his eyes and stared at the scene in front of him, he was stunned.

Sword Island is still Sword Island, and Cambridge is still Cambridge, but Sword Island has become bigger and Cambridge has become wider!
Before he had time to think and observe all this, the phantom reappeared in front of his eyes, still practicing a sword skill.

It's just that this is different from the sword art he saw just now!
But Liu Zixun definitely believed that this was a more powerful sword art!

Shocked, Liu Zixun swung his sharp sword again, following the phantom.

After many times, Liu Zixun felt tired.

It's not physical exhaustion, it's mental exhaustion!

He didn't know how long he had practiced, his spiritual knowledge was growing, but at the same time it was being consumed.

This kind of weird cultivation consumes the most spiritual consciousness, so the extremely small increase cannot follow the pace of consumption. In the end, Liu Zixun stopped after rehearsing the last pose.

He has reached the limit, his face is pale, and he feels that his mind is blank.

But his heart kept telling him to practice this set of sword skills!
After several mental struggles, Liu Zixun started to move again!
But this time, his eyes were closed, his spiritual sense was exhausted, he couldn't catch the phantom in front of him, he could only wield the sharp sword with his instinctive feeling.

I don't know how long it has been, but Liu Zixun's hair has grown to his waist, and his face is full of long beards.

He stopped his movements and stood quietly on the spot, carefully comprehending his own sword art that he had comprehended before.

A sword intent that belonged to him soared into the sky, forming a huge sword shadow hundreds of feet long, enveloping him.

boom!
Immediately, a white light soared into the sky from the sword island in front, forming a huge sword shadow, drawing a beautiful arc in the void, flying to Liu Zixun, and the sword on Liu Zixun's body As soon as the sword shadows overlapped, they instantly turned into a white light and disappeared!

And Liu Zixun also disappeared, leaving only the empty Cambridge, waiting for someone to arrive!

(End of this chapter)