"In the vast world of dust, in the vast universe, the Great Way flows thousands of ways, only to find a sword to enlighten the heart. ()?
If there is no law in the world, how can one get rid of the shackles? Seek the Way with the sword, nine deaths without regrets. "
It was Liu Zhaoxian's voice. Wang Yan didn't know if everyone could hear the voice, but from his point of view, although it was not a martial arts formula, it seemed to contain some special meaning. As the voice entered his ears, Wang Yan felt that the countless sword lights that appeared in his mind were evolving on their own. As the sword lights moved, the trajectory they outlined seemed to be the key to the operation of the sword moves, but also seemed to be the disassembly of a whole set of sword techniques.
In view of this, Wang Yan couldn't care about anything else. While silently memorizing the song, he concentrated on figuring out the changes of the sword lights in his mind. After an unknown period of time, the voice stopped and the sword lights in his mind dissipated. Wang Yan came back to his senses and murmured, "Flying Immortal Ferry Technique? Is this the sword technique created by the Peak Master? "
Just as Wang Yan whispered, the endless sword lights in his eyes slowly dissipated. Heaven and earth returned to normal, and the surroundings returned to normal. At the same time, the voice of Liu Zhaoxian came from afar.
"Don't ask my name, I am a Sword Immortal!"
The moment the voice fell, Wang Yan saw a brilliant sword light flashed in the distant sky. Before he could see the mystery, the next moment, a figure fell straight down from the sword light, crashing toward the Nirvana Tower.
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Yan heard an explosion and saw the figure fall into the Nirvana Pagoda. Then, the whole Nirvana Pagoda shook and gradually cracked. After a few breaths, the ten-meter-tall pagoda cracked and turned into countless rubble and debris, and then it collapsed with a loud bang.
This …
Wang Yan didn't understand what had happened. At this moment, he heard Nan Tuoni, who was not far away, stared at the air and said, "I didn't expect that he had cultivated hard in the Sword Worship Mountain for decades, and now he has reached this step. Sword Immortal? Although not as good as him, he is not far. "
Nan Tuoni sighed softly, but no one knew what he was sighing about. When Wang Yan heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He immediately followed Nan Tuoni's gaze and saw Liu Zhaoxian walking over from the horizon. In a few steps, he landed on the field and landed next to Nan Tuoni.
"The outcome has been decided, and life and death has been decided. Is this matter over?"
Liu Zhaoxian, who had been as low-key as he could be, was now staring at the Devil Slaying Sword, Yun Gui Long. Yun Guilong's gaze focused slightly as he said, "Taking a life with a single strike, and it even destroyed the Nirvana Pagoda and severed the inheritance of the Nirvana Dao Temple. The Sword of Enlightenment is truly amazing!"
Hearing Zhu Mojian's words, Wang Yan's heart trembled. The person who cultivated the Nirvana Immortal Pagoda was the old monk Tianxing, and Zhu Mojian had confirmed his death. A martial arts legend, one of the Three Freaks, had fallen just like that?
Although Wang Yan had stayed at the foot of the mountain from beginning to end, he didn't witness the process of the two fighting. He couldn't imagine how powerful Liu Zhaoxian's sword technique was, and he didn't understand how he could comprehend a sword technique from the sword light. The only possibility was that Liu Zhaoxian had deliberately taught him.
But if that was the case, Liu Zhaoxian was teaching him while fighting with the old monk Tianxing, and in the end, he was able to kill the old monk Tianxing with one strike. What level of cultivation and strength had Liu Zhaoxian reached?
With all kinds of doubts in his heart, Wang Yan could only temporarily suppress them and look at the battlefield. Liu Zhaoxian smiled faintly and said, "In a battle of the great dao, there is no need to talk about tactics. Life and death are decided in an instant. "
Liu Zhaoxian didn't reply to Zhu Mojian directly, but Yun Gui Long nodded and said, "You're right, but the winner and the loser have already been decided. Let's call it a day. But you, Liu Zhaoxian, are a sword immortal, so you still need to ask the sword in my hand!"
As soon as Zhu Mojian finished speaking, the sword will around his body shot up to the sky. His gaze was as sharp as the edge of a sword, and no one dared to look directly at him. What was even more terrifying was that under his monstrous aura, the Falling Sand in Wang Yan's hand kept trembling and making strange noises, as if it was wailing. And Wang Yan's sword will was firmly suppressed, unable to be used at all. Such a method was truly unimaginable.
Not only Wang Yan, but the remaining swordsmen on the mountain all had pale faces, and their swords kept trembling as if they were trembling. Such a scene could be said to be the king of demons, and all swords were silent.
This was the first time Wang Yan had encountered such a situation. At this moment, Zhu Mojian was like the incarnation of swordsmanship in his eyes, and he couldn't resist at all. The only swordsmen on Huanzhen Mountain who could fight against him was Liu Zhaoxian.
Liu Zhaoxian stood with his head held high, facing the Demon Slayer Sword's overflowing sword intent, he did not move at all. Only the sword in his hand trembled slightly. Evidently, he was not unaffected, he was only using his own cultivation and sword intent to fight against the Demon Slayer Sword.
"The pinnacle of swordsmanship?! No, it seems to be a bit lacking. It's just that it's shocking that Yun Gui Long could cultivate to this level. No wonder he dared to stir up such a storm, "Nan Tuoni murmured.
She was also shocked by the peerless sword will that Zhu Mojian displayed, but then her eyes narrowed and she said, "Yun Gui Long, are you disregarding the rules and attacking? Are you treating me as if I don't exist?! "
Yun Gui Long smiled faintly and said, "This is a battle of swordsmanship, as well as a battle of destiny. If you, old nun, want to forcefully interfere, then I, Yun Gui Long, will kill you as well!"
How arrogant! If it wasn't for Yun Gui Long's sword will that was overflowing and suppressing everyone, Wang Yan would really think that this person was a madman. He wanted to kill Nan Tuoni and Liu Zhaoxian, who had just killed the old monk Tianxing. In the five provinces, aside from the mysterious Liu Zhaoxian, there was probably no one who could do such a thing.
However, when Nan Tuoni heard this, anger appeared on her face first. She clenched her hands together, clearly intending to attack. However, at this moment, Liu Zhaoxian said, "Brother Yun, do you want to fight to the death with me here?"
"Hmph!"
Yun Gui Long grunted coldly, and then he actually withdrew the sword will within his body. He said, "You relied on the old monk Tianxing to break through the barrier of life and death, but your sword will hasn't reached perfection. You aren't at your strongest right now, and we're fighting for the Dao, so I naturally won't take advantage of you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Gui Long turned around, and then he tapped the ground with his foot. His figure shot towards the horizon, and only his voice drifted through Anzhen Mountain.
"Once your sword will has reached perfection and you've attained mastery in the Sword Dao, I'll naturally come looking for you. At that time, we'll fight to the extreme of the Sword Dao!"
When he finished speaking, Yun Gui Long had already transformed into a small black dot in the horizon, and he was extremely far away from Anzhen Mountain. However, Liu Zhaoxian shook his head and said in a low voice, "The extreme of the Sword Dao might not necessarily belong to you and me. Not to mention that 'extreme' is merely looking at the sky from the bottom of a well."
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