Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Chapter 406 Yan Shisan: I would rather die under the sword of you, the Grand Master!

Yao Yue looked at the little girl who was holding her head high with a confident look on her face, then looked at Victoria Song who was petting a mink, and then smiled with some realization.

No wonder, no wonder her husband had such a bad taste to trick a daughter. It turned out that it was this little girl Zhong Ling, who had some similarities with Song Qian when she was a teenager.

She also likes a daughter who is smart, lively and full of energy.

As they were talking, the battle in the air in the distance was nearing its end.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that before Yan Shisan used the fifteenth sword, Murong Fu had been completely suppressed, and his complete defeat was only a matter of time.

"This young master Murong is quite powerful and has learned a lot, but he's not very proficient. Facing a top swordsman like Yan Shisan, he's no match for him!"

Song Xuan commented, "But this person is indeed talented and still young. If someone gives him guidance, his future achievements may not be worse than Yan Shisan's."

Yao Yue smiled, "My husband, do you value talent?"

She was being more tactful in her words. As a wife, she knew very well that her husband was probably trying to trick her again.

Compared to Yan Shisan, who is devoted to pursuing martial arts and doesn't care about anything else, Murong Fu is ambitious and pursues worldly power and fame. Such a person is more suitable to be recruited to serve under him.

Nearly half of the Xuanyiwei's combat power is actually recruited from the people. As a commander, finding the right people and recruiting them into the Xuanyiwei system is one of the commander's powers and responsibilities!

Song Xuan nodded. He did have the intention of recruiting him.

Although Murong Fu was classified as a villain in the Tian Long plot, in fact, this person just had a different stance and was forced to move forward step by step by the mission of the Murong family.

For people in the martial arts world, Murong Fu, who is so focused on his career that he can even abandon love and friendship for his career, is not suitable to make friends with.

But for Song Xuan, this kind of ambitious master who pursues face and fame is the most suitable to become a member of the Xuanyi Guard.

In the distance, Yan Shisan used the fourteenth sword.

scoff!

A blood mark appeared on Murong Fu's cheek, and his body trembled and flew backwards. His arms were shaking constantly, and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.

call out!

Not far away, thousands of cold stars appeared. After defeating Murong Fu with one sword, Yan Shisan's sword power did not stop, but became more fierce. The sharp whistling sound caused a huge movement in the sky!

For someone like Yan Shisan, life has no value in his eyes.

Murong Fu didn't even have the qualifications for him to use the fifteenth sword. Such a person would be dead if he died, and it would not cause any fluctuation in his mood at all.

Looking at the cold stars in the sky gathering into one point and appearing before his eyes in a moment, Murong Fu was horrified, with a look of despair and unwillingness on his face!

Why was the throne of the Dali Duan family retained, while the throne of the King of Yan of the Gusu Murong family disappeared in the long river of history?

He was unwilling to die before completing the family business!

hum~~

In Murong Fu's desperate vision, Yan Shisan's long sword, which was filled with a breath of death, stopped inexplicably when it was only an inch away from his eyebrows.

He blinked in confusion, and then he saw that the deadly sword that seemed unstoppable in his eyes was now gently pinched by two fingers.

There was a faint fluorescent light wrapped around the slender fingers, and there was no power emanating, but it was so easy to block Yan Shisan's fourteenth sword. No matter how the sword energy roared and burst out, it could not advance an inch.

"clang!"

Song Xuan flicked his finger on the sword, and the deadly sword made a metallic roaring sound. Yan Shisan's face changed and he flew backwards with the sword. He flew backwards for seven or eight miles before landing on a hilltop.

Yan Shisan was not at all surprised to be defeated by a single finger. It seemed that he knew from the very beginning how terrifying Song Xuan's strength was.

"You want to protect him?"

Song Xuan nodded and said, "I guess so!"

Yan Shisan: "Can I know why?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to know?"

Yan Shisan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if I don't know!"

Yan Shisan didn't care whether Murong Fu was dead or alive. He might die by his own sword one day, so why would he care about the life and death of others?

Taking a deep breath, he clasped his fists and saluted, his expression more solemn than ever before, and said in a deep voice: "Yan Shisan, please teach me!"

Song Xuan looked at Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan was wearing a black robe, with his long black hair casually draped over his shoulders. At first glance, he looked like a ball of black shadow.

Yan Shisan likes the color black. Black symbolizes sadness, ominousness, and death. Black also symbolizes loneliness, pride, and nobility.

At this moment, the wind is cold and the sky is full of sunset.

At this moment, Yan Shisan, after clasping his fists and bowing, seemed to have merged into the inky color of the earth.

Because he is too quiet.

Because he was too cold.

A kind of indifference and fatigue that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but also with an overwhelming murderous aura.

He was tired, perhaps simply because he had killed too many people, some of whom he shouldn't have killed.

He kills because he has no choice.

The path he took was either he killed others or he was killed by others.

Today, Yan Shisan stared at Song Xuan, who was wearing a scholar's robe across from him, and had a vague understanding in his heart.

He has been killing people all his life, and today may be the day he is killed.

He knew very well that if he started fighting, he would most likely not survive, but he had no intention of retreating, because from the very beginning he came to Leigushan, he was going to have a decisive battle with the person in front of him.

Whether it was Jiumozhi or Murong Fu just now, they were just building up their strength for the decisive battle at this moment.

Song Xuan looked at him quietly. "From the moment you came here, your target was me, right?"

Yan Shisan did not deny it and nodded, saying, "There are some problems with my sword path, but I don't know where the problem lies.

Therefore, I need to fight with a Grandmaster to verify where my martial arts have deviated."

Song Xuan smiled, but he did not ask the other party how he found his trace.

When they fought against the Sweeping Monk outside Juxian Manor, there were quite a few people watching, and Song Xuan and his companions did not try to hide their whereabouts. If Yan Shisan was determined, he would naturally find a way to track them down.

At this time, he asked Yan Shisan a question.

"Have you thought it through? After this battle, even if I don't kill you, you won't survive!"

A rare smile appeared on Yan Shisan's cold expression, "I know my own situation very well. Ever since I comprehended the fifteenth sword, I can clearly feel that my life span is constantly slipping away.

Even if you restrain yourself from drawing your sword, you will only live half a year longer.

In this case, I would rather die under the sword of you, the Grandmaster!"

Chapter 407 Senior, do you think I still have a chance?

Song Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Now that you are ready, you can start!

To be honest, I am really interested in your fifteenth sword!"

That sword was not something that Grandmaster Shuanghua was supposed to master. Only Grandmasters who possessed divine souls and Grandmaster Wuque who possessed primordial spirits were qualified to touch it.

Song Xuan had a vague expectation in his heart. If he could perform the fifteenth sword with the power of his soul, how magnificent would it be?

For some reason, he thought of the most powerful martial art of the Sword Master Dugu in the movie Feng Yun Xiong Ba Tian Xia, Sword Twenty-Three!

Yan Shisan's eyes brightened when he heard this, "Senior, are you also interested in my Thirteen Deadly Swords?"

Song Xuan nodded, "If you use your full strength on that fifteenth sword strike, it should be no weaker than a Grandmaster's strike!"

Yan Shisan laughed heartily. It was obvious that his own unique skills had been recognized by the Grandmaster. He was in a very good mood. At that moment, his sword intent soared to the sky, and the deadly sword in his hand made a humming sound. "Senior, please!"

Song Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Let me try my tricks with you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed in the air. Yao Yue's sword, Bixue Zhaodanqing, suddenly turned into a rainbow of light, shot up into the sky, and landed in his hand.

It's not that he is too arrogant to use the Xuantian Sword. It's just that the Xuantian Sword has been tempered by the power of his soul. Compared with most weapons in this world, it is not an exaggeration to call it a divine weapon.

Although Yan Shisan's deadly sword is also a rare treasure, but if it really collides with the Xuantian Sword, there will be only one result, it will shatter at the first touch!

Yan Shisan was the first to draw his sword, the Thirteen Deadly Swords, one after another. The sky and the ground were all filled with sword shadows. It was impossible to tell where the sky was and where the earth was. The area outside Leigushan Mountain had become a world of swords.

Song Xuan's expression was calm. He pushed forward with his sword with almost no sword skills. In an instant, the sword shadows in the sky disappeared, and only a cold star remained in the sky, sweeping across the sky. In the blink of an eye, it had landed in front of Yan Shisan's eyebrows.

Yan Shisan was stunned.

He did not use his killing move just now, but used the first thirteen moves of the Thirteen Deadly Swords. He knew that he was no match for the grandmaster Song Xuan, but this defeat was too sudden, and he didn't even have any reaction.

Song Xuan smiled slightly, put away his sword, stepped back to create some distance, and said with a smile: "I have already experienced the first thirteen swords. Although they are good swordsmanship in this world, they are not the best.

Next, you can start from the fourteenth sword."

Song Xuan himself is a strong swordsman, and he has also witnessed Ye Gucheng's Heavenly Fairy and his more powerful unique skills. If we simply talk about swordsmanship, Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords, the first thirteen moves can only be considered good, and seem to be powerful, but they are still not as good as Ye Gucheng's Heavenly Fairy.

"Since that's the case, then Senior, please try my Fourteenth Sword!"

Yan Shisan drew his sword again. With one strike of the sword, the area within dozens of miles of Leigushan Mountain seemed to be dyed with ink. Song Xuan seemed to hear the shrill roars of evil spirits in his ears, which directly attacked people's hearts and even wanted to tear apart their souls.

Song Xuan swung his sword, and the sword light shot into the sky, like the first spring thunder between heaven and earth, sweeping away all the demons and monsters. In an instant, there was peace and tranquility between heaven and earth, and all was silent.

"Gathering murderous energy and intent, from your fourteenth sword, I seem to understand how you comprehended the sword of death, the fifteenth sword."

Yan Shisan's first thirteen swords are somewhat similar to the Exorcism Sword Technique, with the main feature being speed, which is quite standard among sword techniques.

But by the fourteenth sword, it is a pure killing sword.

According to the online games in the previous life, this move is not just a simple physical attack, but also a soul attack, which integrates endless murderous intent into one sword. If there is even the slightest flaw in the mental will, the soul will be crushed by the terrifying murderous intent!

Even if you survive by chance, you will only become a foolish and confused person, suffering for the rest of your life.

"This sword is very powerful, but it is still within the realm of mortals."

This fourteenth sword may sound scary, but in essence it means that after killing too many people, one can gather immense murderous intent and fuse it into one sword, specifically to destroy a person's spirit and soul.

Song Xuan can also practice this kind of swordsmanship, and if he practices it, it will even be more terrifying than Yan Shisan's.

With the murderous intent of killing millions in Qingzhou, if he had let go of his mind and immersed himself in the way of the sword, specializing in the art of killing, the terrifying power he would possess would be simply unimaginable.

But Song Xuan never took this path. This path is powerful, but too extreme. If you are not careful, it will bring about extremely terrible backlash.

For example, Yan Shisan went too far on this road. After figuring out the fourteenth sword, he went a step further and, based on this killing sword, he comprehended the fifteenth sword, the sword of death.

A mere mortal, having touched a power that only gods could access, suffered a backlash that was simply beyond the ability of a mortal body to withstand.

The corners of Yan Shisan's mouth twitched, as if he was laughing.

"It seems that Senior has understood it?"

He knew that the grandmaster opposite him was analyzing and comprehending his swordsmanship, so he was not in a hurry to strike the fifteenth sword.

The opponent gave him an opportunity to fight on an equal footing, and Yan Shisan returned the favor, not minding his swordsmanship being learned by others.

If this grandmaster can find the flaws and solve the problem of the fifteenth sword consuming lifespan, then his Thirteen Deadly Swords will surely become the most dazzling swordsmanship in the world, without a doubt!

Song Xuan nodded slowly. "If your goal has always been to pursue the power of swordsmanship and the ultimate attack, and you don't care about immortality, but only care about dominating the world while you are alive, then congratulations, you have chosen the right path."

“But if what you want is immortality, to become a Grandmaster or even a higher level celestial being, then unfortunately, you should stop after comprehending the fourteenth sword.

You're so obsessed with the ultimate power of swordsmanship that you've neglected to build a solid foundation for yourself."

What is the foundation before becoming a master? It is spirit, energy and vitality.

What is the foundation after becoming a master? It is the transformation of the soul into a divine soul, and it is the stage of transition from human to god.

If this foundation is not laid firmly, and you start pursuing the power that can only be touched after becoming a grandmaster, the result will inevitably be a dead end!

The software is too advanced and the hardware can’t keep up. It would be strange if the CPU doesn’t burn out!

Yan Shisan was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Senior, do you think I still have a chance to become a Grandmaster?"

Song Xuan shook his head, "Since you comprehended the Sword of Death like the fifteenth sword, the outcome has become irreversible?

The law of death has been branded into your soul. Unfortunately, your mortal soul cannot withstand the backlash of the power of death! "

Song Xuan sighed lightly, and his expression turned serious. "Come on, let me see how powerful the fifteenth sword you created with your life is!"

Chapter 408 Yan Shisan: I won with this sword!

Yan Shisan’s fifteenth sword was finally launched.