Xianao

Chapter 827 What's wrong with the sword intent like the sky (fourth update, ask for a monthly ticket)

Kamui?Great God Whiskey?The legendary strong man can change the power of the laws of heaven.

Feeling this divine consciousness, Yu Zecheng's whole body was on fire, what Wang Shuyuan, don't think about him anymore, this is the power to reach the power of the gods, the gods, in countless legends, they are the strongest in this world, the gods Sir, this is my ideal.

Yu Zecheng couldn't help being excited, but there was a choice in front of him, there was a ball of light, but he had three kendos, so he could only choose one of the three and strengthen one of them.

Do you still have to choose? Naturally, it is the way of sword and dove. This is my foundation and my own struggle, so Yu Zecheng chose it.

In an instant, the light dissipated, and Yu Zecheng's eyes suddenly went dark, and he was in a kind of coma.

In that coma, Yu Zecheng gradually had a feeling. He was flying in the high sky, the boundless high sky, looking down, the world was vast, and everything was prehistoric. This is the ancient prehistoric era.

My prey appeared in the distance, a huge demon with a body as tall as a thousand feet, controlling the black wind, this is my favorite food, the demon soul, it tastes the most delicious.

Yu Zecheng rushed over, and suddenly ten thousand rays of rotting souls shone. It turned out that he was the soul-snatching tarsus dove, the most powerful god dove.

Yu Zecheng is in the world, soaring, preying, growing, killing powerful enemies, and multiplying offspring. The whole world is his own world, until he is getting old, death is approaching, and he can no longer fly in the sky. The stone wall in the distance was smashed to pieces and died completely.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng changed, and he became a cultivator of immortals, extremely powerful, with a sword in hand, no one in the world can be defeated, the sky can be broken, the earth can be pierced, immortals can be cut, and gods can be destroyed.

He is constantly researching and creating sword skills. He is the sword old man. In fact, he is not old at all, but he likes to pretend to be an old man in front of others, which is just amazing.

He was constantly studying sword techniques, and on this day, his sword skills developed greatly. He decided to develop a fairy bird sword technique from among the strongest fairy birds in the prehistoric world.

The golden-winged roc, the flying green luan, the nirvana fire phoenix, the whirling soul-devouring eagle, the soul-snatching tarsus dove, the three-clawed golden crow, Bi Fang, the pheasant, the Chongming, and the spirit bird are all included in his collection. Vision, he is going to create a powerful fairy bird sword technique based on them.

The old man Jian has a treasure, he can watch the sky and the earth, and watch the ancient history. He began to watch the past of these spirit birds, watching them fly, prey, and fight, and understand swordsmanship in it.

But this is not enough, just watching, can not create a swordsmanship that can be passed on through the ages, and the world's mighty swordsmanship needs to be taken as an example.

The sword old man began to look for pets, as long as he found one of these spirit birds, he could create a unique sword technique through it.

In this way, by chance, the soul-snatching tarsus dove, which guards the tomb of the Yellow Emperor in Xuanyuan, became the first pet of the old man Jian. Therefore, the old man created the dove sword technique, and then lost interest in other spirit birds and began to study other animals. The new swordsmanship was gone, and in this way Jiujianshu was born, Xuanyuan Sword School was born, and Yu Zecheng was born today.

Countless memories emerged bit by bit, and the history of Dove Sword Art appeared in Yu Zecheng's mind bit by bit. Gradually, he had a feeling, and he had a new understanding of this Dove Sword Art. evolution.

Numerous scenes faintly passed before Yu Zecheng's eyes. God Son Jiu turned white all night, forgot the past, learned the swordsmanship of the dove, possessed Wang Yinyang with the sword dove, rejuvenated Xuanyuan, everything flowed before Yu Zecheng's eyes.

"The sword is not in the heart, but in the life"
Yu Zecheng opened his mouth and said these seven words.For the countless Xuanyuan Sword Songs that saved his life, it was the first time he understood the true meaning of these seven characters.

The sword is not important, the way of the sword is not important, what is important is one's heart, as long as the heart is there and you fight with your life, you will surely succeed.

The sword is not in the heart, but the fate is in the heart, and once again chanted loudly,
A long chant is like a dragon chant.

High-pitched, like thunder.

The sound was as thick as thousands of bells chiming in unison. The sound rolled and echoed between the heaven and the earth, and there seemed to be countless echoes corresponding to it. There was an irreversible grandeur in the peaceful momentum.

The belief in his heart was strengthened again, Yu Zecheng opened his eyes, took the sword dove sword a step further, and comprehended the supreme sword.

Three days have passed.

The melodious sound of Xuanyuan Jianfeng's soul-hunting bell sounded, and "dong, dong, dong" struck a total of 12 times. This huge bell rang through Xuanyuan Hill, which is [-] miles and [-] yuan in size. All disciples and above rose up with their swords and flew towards the top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

It's time for the sect competition. Yu Zecheng is wearing the Xuanyuan battle suit today. He leads the six disciples in the sect to rise up with their swords and fly to the top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak.

Along the way, Yu Zecheng slowly told everyone about the history of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the past of the huge chessboard on the top of the sword peak, and the legend of the Zhongxing Patriarch Wang Yinyang.That's what the third senior brother told him back then, but now he told his apprentices.

All the disciples were delighted when they heard it, and they were as excited as they were back then. In fact, how many people knew that the real purpose of the chessboard was a treasure left by Patriarch Zhongxing to cover up the aura of Xuanyuan Sword.

The top of Xuanyuan Sword Peak is always shrouded in clouds and mist, which is the ultimate defensive circle of Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Today, the defensive cloud and mist finally dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the top of Sword Peak.

On the top of Jianfeng is a white stone about three feet square, with nineteen vertical and horizontal lines on it, and countless black and white chess pieces on it.

Everyone flew into it, so the disciples gathered together. This time, Zhenjun Nantian stood at the front, lit incense to worship the ancestors, and lit three three-foot-tall incense. This incense is condensed from a variety of rare medicinal materials. It is said that this fragrance The Tao can spread to the fairy world and attract the attention of the patriarch.

After feeding the three animals and five grains, Zhenjun Nantian began to recite the sacrificial text, and then brought all the disciples of Xuanyuan to kneel down to worship the ancestors. The ceremony was very simple and quick, and in the last step, everyone suddenly released the true energy of the whole body, and released the true energy to the sky , Immediately, a thousand sword qi rose up, forming a sword that rushed to the sky.

Yu Zecheng also released his sword energy, and it took a long time for his true essence to wither before finishing releasing, and then each of them landed on the stands of the arena with their swords.

At the beginning of the competition, there is a competition for beginners first, then there is a competition for all foundation-establishing disciples, a competition for Jindan Daoist, and finally a competition for Yuanying Zhenjun.

Zhang Qingyun, who participated in the first competition, ended up fighting against his fellow disciples. Yu Zecheng watched his battle silently. Zhang Qingyun swung his flying sword, sword flying wings, and sword condensing tusks. Finally, he defeated the enemy and won the first victory.

Before Zhang Qingyun joined the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, he was able to lead a group of casual practitioners to participate in the trial of the Ice and Snow Palace. Naturally, he had his own advantages. Under Yu Zecheng's painstaking teaching, he excelled in swordsmanship and defeated his opponent It is also natural.

In this way, after the first battle, Zhang Qingyun won the No.1 for Yu Zecheng in the novice competition, and he lived up to Yu Zecheng's expectations.

After the novice competition ended, it was the Foundation Establishment Stage, and then the Golden Core Stage. These competitions passed one after another. Yu Zecheng didn't pay much attention to it, because he was paying attention to Wang Shuyuan in the distance, and that was his own battle.

Finally came the Nascent Soul stage competition, as if everyone had been waiting for this moment.

Needless to say, Yu Zecheng and Wang Shuyuan both played.

Entering the Martial Arts Dojo in an instant, the two of Yu Zecheng appeared in a forest. This battlefield stretched for dozens of miles, and there were lush green forests under their feet.Thunder was rolling in the sky, and lightning pierced the sky from time to time. Green pines over three feet high were everywhere on the ground, and there were gigantic boulders among them. The environment can be said to be extremely complicated.

Looking at this, Yu Zecheng frowned, this place looks familiar, Wang Shuyuan appeared in front of Yu Zecheng, and said:
"Brother, do you still remember this place?"

Yu Zecheng said:
"Somewhat familiar."

Wang Shuyuan said:
"I will never forget this place. At that time, the sword technique Xuan Chaos that I had just created was famous all over the ancient Qin region. It can be said that it was the most glorious moment of my life.

But here I was beaten to nowhere by your face-shooting swordsmanship, and completely defeated by your chaotic Tai Chi. I lost everything and you gained everything.

So I deliberately chose this place again. When you and I fight, I will fall down there and get back up there. "

Yu Zecheng glanced at the world here and said:
"Why bother, why bother. You're going to make the same mistakes again."

Wang Shuyuan said:
"No, I have to send my patriarch to give me a sword. I have the most powerful weapon... I am invincible. You have no way to defeat me."

Yu Zecheng said:
"It's just a sword."

Wang Shuyuan suddenly moved and turned into countless figures, surrounding Yu Zecheng, which is like shrinking the ground to an inch.Wang Shuyuan also mastered it completely, and compared with Yu Zecheng, he has one more footwork.

At the same time, on him, the sword light flew up, and the two swords merged. The sword dove sword and the chaotic sword together emitted the sword light of the two swords flickering, which seemed to be able to overturn the world and the universe.

Yu Zecheng remained motionless, not firing a single sword, watching the twin swords flicker.

Seeing Yu Zecheng's unresponsiveness, Wang Shuyuan's fierce sword light, ten thousand swords united, was constantly changing, suddenly shrinking into a simple black and green sword light, the two swords merged, turned into a flash of shock and shock Down.This combined sword light seems to be able to transcend the shackles of time and space, and if it is not given, it will become any gap to dodge and parry.Yu Zecheng looked at the light of the sword, and waved his hand casually. After a wave, he couldn't see the light of Yu Zecheng's flying sword, only a white light, like smoke or mist, like a sword like a chant.

In a trance, there is only this ray of light in the world, and this ray of light suddenly rises, like the morning sun, like the evening sky, like the setting sun, like running thunder, soft and heavy!The sky is full of white light. In this white light, everyone can feel that the sword intent is like a tide, the sword intent is like a mountain, the sword intent is like a song, the sword intent is like a mountain, and the sword intent is like the sky.

In an instant, Wang Shuyuan's double swords merged, Wang Shuyuan's sword dove kendo, and chaotic kendo all collapsed. In an instant, Wang Shuyuan trembled and trembled under his sword intent.

Wang Shuyuan could only mutter:

"Impossible, impossible, impossible."

In his heart, the same is true for the avatar grandfather who has a ghost in his heart. Under this sword intent, he can only say:
"Impossible, impossible, impossible."
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(End of this chapter)