Lao Tzu is Ji Gong

Unless it's a high-level spirit sword that can increase a person's combat power several times over in the hands of Wuming, the best swords in the entire Fengyun world are nothing more than divine weapons with only a little intelligence.

Nameless casually took the Hero's Sword, but before he could raise his hand to draw it, Li Xiuyuan attacked again with his sword.

Li Xiuyuan's figure was graceful and ethereal, like a fairy in the clouds. With his sword in hand, he seemed to become one with the sword, radiating a breathtaking light.

Swish!

The sword energy suddenly intensified, and the sharp and terrifying sword light shot into the sky, causing even the sunlight to lose its color.

With a single strike, the sword pierces the void, the spirit and the sword unite, and the energy encompasses all directions!

Nameless remained calm and composed, his moves unpredictable. With a casual, diagonal slash of his Hero Sword, he captured the essence of heaven and earth, perfectly drawing an arc.

boom!

The two swords clashed, and Wuming retreated. He knew in his heart that if he didn't use his true skills, he would probably have a hard time winning.

Originally, Wuming underestimated Li Xiuyuan because he was afraid that Li Xiuyuan was exhausted after his fierce battle with the Sword Saint. But now he was going all out!

With a thought, Wuming drew a white jade dragon in front of him, and sword energy immediately filled the air!

Countless sharp swords rose from the ground everywhere, each ready to serve him.

The nameless finger moved continuously in the air, its energy flowing like a dragon soaring through the heavens, powerful yet elusive, revealing itself as a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. This was the "invisible Dao" that the nameless had painstakingly researched and refined.

Suddenly, the withered branches and fallen leaves around Wuming also leaped up, swirling and scattering in all directions.

The grass and trees on the ground stood tall like swords, proudly pointing to the sky. Thousands of thatch grasses were like millions of green, sharp swords; all things were like swords. Wuming himself also rose from the ground like a sword, with sword energy following closely behind.

Seeing the sword shadows filling the sky, Li Xiuyuan felt a chill and became even more cautious.

The nameless figure spun rapidly in the air, instantly transforming into multiple figures that appeared and disappeared amidst countless streams of swords—this was the "Way of No Self," one of the supreme sword arts.

The "Way of No-Self" is actually the enlightenment achieved by transcending one's own sword speed limit through the absence of name. Its power can generate multiple selves and multiple sword energies, or even disappear itself, hence the name "No-Self".

Li Xiuyuan praised, "What a supreme swordsmanship!"

As he spoke, he slowly thrust out the Divine Demon Sword.

When this sword was drawn, even the endless starlight paled in comparison!

Once this sword is drawn, rivers of blood will flow, and the damage will be irreversible!

Once this sword is drawn, I will reign supreme above all under the heavens and the earth!

A World of Love: Sword Twenty-Three!

The Sword Saint's ultimate technique, Sword Twenty-Three, requires the user to be in a state that is neither dead nor alive, so his primordial spirit is almost invincible. Only someone of a higher level than him can completely overwhelm him.

Li Xiuyuan's Shakyamuni Buddha deduced Sword Twenty-Three, but it was not easy for him to enter that state, so he changed it to "Sentient World: Sword Twenty-Three".

In the later stages of the Storm Riders arc, Little Sword Saint Long'er's Sword Twenty-Three was just like that! Although its power was slightly reduced, it was more stable and easier to control.

hum!

"What?!" Wuming was shocked. This was the Sword Saint's swordsmanship, and it was the Sword Twenty-Three. There was no mistake.

Before the Sword Saint had even comprehended the Twenty-Third Form of the Sword Technique, Nameless deduced from the first twenty-two forms of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique that there was another form of the sword technique. When the Sword Saint finally comprehended it, Nameless was greatly surprised.

That sword!

Wuming had no way to solve the problem, but Li Xiuyuan used it, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it!

This sword strike traversed heaven and earth, severing the river of time, nailing down the flow of time, and freezing everything completely. The entire space was frozen in place, making it impossible for anyone to move an inch.

The chaotic air currents around him were stirred up by Li Xiuyuan, turning into incredibly sharp spatial cracks that continued to expand outwards.

As the cracks swept by, all matter was silently cut apart. In the face of the power of the spatial dimension, the solidity of all material structures was meaningless.

In an instant, everything around Li Xiuyuan—the ground, the air, the light, everything tangible and intangible—was cut, shattered, and disintegrated.

boom!

The two swords clashed, and the nameless man's flesh and blood body was disintegrated by the invisible sword energy. That black figure became an eternal legend!

Blood splattered everywhere, and the nameless body fell to the ground. The onlookers were incredulous; a legend had come to an end.

"Master!"

"nameless!"

Jian Chen and Bu Xu shouted at the same time, and the two quickly stepped forward. At this moment, Wuming's entire body was pierced by sword energy, and there was not a single unscathed spot.

Li Xiuyuan said calmly, "It's a pity that he didn't learn the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin technique, otherwise he might have been able to resist it to some extent."

As he spoke, a smile crept onto his lips, tinged with a hint of regret.

A World of Love: Sword Twenty-Three!

Wuming is absolutely unable to resist unless he obtains the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, in which case he might have a chance to fight.

Jian Chen roared, "You villain, give me back my master's life!"

As he spoke, he picked up the Hero's Sword, and his entire body soared into the air, unleashing a mysterious sword technique imbued with inexplicable sorrow.

At this moment, because his master had been killed, Jian Chen was able to unleash this sword intent with complete ease and perfect harmony.

This sword strike evokes a sense of sorrow, involuntarily bringing back painful memories!

Upon seeing this, Li Xiuyuan said indifferently, "Get lost!"

As he spoke, he slashed down with the Divine Demon Sword in his hand.

As the two swords clashed, Jian Chen's body was struck as if by lightning. In an instant, his Hero Sword was knocked away, and his figure floated down from the air like a puppet falling from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.

boom!

The flying sand and stones were stirred up by Jian Chen's body, creating a deep crater.

"Jian Chen!"

Seeing Jian Chen fall to the ground, the kind-hearted Nie Feng went over to him with concern.

Seeing his friend's disciple seriously injured, Bu Xu angrily said, "Amitabha! You've gone too far!"

Chapter 78 Qin Shuang, Nie Feng

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Li Xiuyuan chuckled and said, "What, does the great monk want to make a move? I am not afraid of anyone."

As he spoke, a hint of disdain appeared on his face. Thinking about it, it made sense; even Wuming had been killed, so how could he possibly turn the tide if he wasn't afraid?

Bu Xu roared, "As the saying goes, even Buddha has a fierce glare; you've gone too far!"

As he spoke, he moved swiftly, his monk's robes fluttering, and sand and stones swirled around him, enveloping him completely, yet he himself remained spotless.

drink!

Vajra Palm Print!

As he spoke, Bu Xu made a profound gesture with his palm, and a giant golden palm struck towards Li Xiuyuan in mid-air.

Li Xiuyuan said calmly, "It's just a pity that you are not Buddha."

As he spoke, he lightly slashed with his sword, and in an instant, a terrifying sword aura struck!

boom!

The sword energy slashed towards him, and the Vajra Palm Print, which was not afraid of him, was directly split apart. The sword energy was extremely fast and had already hit him before he could react.

boom!

The two halves of the body split apart, and in an instant, Bu Xu became a bloody mess, already beyond dead!

"Master Bu Xu!"

At this moment, Nie Feng helped Jian Chen up. After checking his injuries, he found that he was only seriously injured and unconscious, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But unexpectedly, it was instantly split in two, leaving no time to react.

Of the four people Wuming brought, only two remained standing unharmed; the rest were either injured or dead.

Li Xiuyuan said calmly, "Nie Feng, Qin Shuang, your master and brothers have already joined my Demonic Sect. I'm asking if you'd like to join as well."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the two people. Compared to Qin Shuang, he preferred Nie Feng, after all, he was the protagonist in Feng Yun!

As for whether Qin Shuang joined the Demonic Sect, that seems to be irrelevant!

Xiong Ba chuckled and said, "Feng'er, Shuang'er, join the Demonic Sect with your master, and you can cultivate the Demon Lord's supreme demonic arts and achieve immortality!"

Upon receiving Xiong Ba's invitation, Qin Shuang was filled with doubts. Based on his understanding, his master would never submit to anyone.

Upon receiving his master's invitation, Nie Feng calmly replied, "Master, I have already retired from the martial world and no longer wish to concern myself with the affairs of the outside world. I hope you can atone for my sins!"

With that, he bowed deeply and resolutely refused.

Upon hearing this, Xiong Ba's expression remained unchanged, and he laughed, "Feng'er, you have too high expectations for the world!"

As the saying goes, once you enter the world of martial arts, you are no longer in control of your own destiny.

You can't just cancel it whenever you want.

Throughout various martial arts novels, how many of those who wanted to retire from the martial arts world actually had a good ending?

Nie Feng's expression remained calm as he replied, "Master, I am already weary of the conflicts in the martial world. Please do not force me!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and bowed once more.