… Spirit and martial arts merging into one?
Wei Xu was slightly shocked, his heart lost its rhythm, suddenly fast and then slow down. He was extremely focused, carefully sensing and identifying the portion of true qi and soul power that was borrowed. It actually didn't touch Zong Shou's body. It had already merged into one, totally merged.
If this portion was because he had already merged spiritual cultivation and martial arts into one, then Zong Shou could easily do it.
Then all the powers in Zong Shou's body were harmonized, it was a sign that they were about to merge into one!
There was not the slightest bit of conflict, nor the slightest bit of disharmony. No matter what aspect of performance, it matched the standard concept in his heart.
Soul power and true qi mixed together, causing Zong Shou's strength to suddenly increase by several times!
… Spirit and martial arts merging into one!
Wei Xu was startled once more, he nearly forgot to maintain the mountain body below. Only when he felt the ground shake did he come back to his senses. Just a slight step forwards caused the entire mountain body to stabilize once more.
"Speaking of which, I have profited greatly this time?"
Thinking about the sect leader who gave up on the Kenzō Sect, Wei Xu didn't have any mood to gloat. He was on the same level as that person.
He, Wei Xu, had actually misjudged, he really misjudged!
… 14 years old, xiantian 2 meridians, night wandering realm, sword path one with the spirit. One more phrase was added at the back … Spirit and martial arts merging into one! What kind of monster was this? Was the heavens protecting the monster race? Not cutting off his life force?
Thinking about it for a moment, Wei Xu could only sigh, "Master's wife, your spirit in the heavens is protecting me. No matter what, I found a top legacy disciple for you. Please bless that in the future I, Wei Xu, won't be beaten up by those few senior brothers. "
At the center of the mountain peak, there was another explosion. The black shirt old man's hair and beard were in a mess, his entire body smashed into the ground.
7th sword! 8th sword! 9th sword! 10th sword!
Like smithing iron, following the inertia, sword after sword smashed down, there were no changes at all.
The black shirt old man's face was gold purple, no matter how he dodged or moved, how he tried to block.
He was still unable to dodge and block the sword energy smashing down on him. As for that damn kid above, with every breath that passed, he became more and more harmonious. Spiritual energy and true qi. The power of the Sword Qi would naturally increase as well.
He could feel that this kid's true strength wasn't even at the ascended realm. He didn't know why his body hadn't collapsed when he was only at the Earth Wheel level and was able to control power that exceeded his limit by more than ten times.
Then he was shocked, why hadn't this mountain collapsed? Where did this Zong Shou borrow such shocking power?
His consciousness was already icy cold, but at this moment, he was even more shocked. Pretty much all their Spiritual Senses gathered towards where Wei Xu was standing.
In the next moment, he didn't care. He directly dove into the depths of the ground and hurriedly fled into the distance.
"You want to escape?"
Zong Shou stepped in the air, his drunken eyes opened wide as he saw the black shirt old man suddenly disappear into the hole. He was instantly furious, "I haven't had enough, you aren't allowed to escape!"
He waved his sword down, the sword glow spreading out, close to ten thousand feet. The lightning-winged dragon snake's aura suddenly soared. Its originally thousand feet long body also expanded in an instant. Exploded ten times! Fierce aura filled the heavens!
A sword waved down and directly slashed into the mountain. Like a sharp blade cutting into tofu, it was so easy. On this mountain peak. It left a thousand feet deep sword mark, smoke and dust spread out.
The entire Xuan Mountain shook once more. The people within the ruins of Tiegang Hall were all terrified. They were afraid that this mountain would instantly collapse.
In the next moment, there was another loud clang. It was like tens of thousands of intense fire talismans exploding within the mountain. The ground within a radius of dozens of miles was shaking.
In the ears of everyone, they could hear a muffled scoff. The current battle was already out of their field of vision.
Only a few people with sharp spiritual senses could sense a chaotic aura drilling out from the other side of Xuan Mountain. His aura was really obscure, like he was heavily injured.
Zong Shou in the air wasn't willing to stop. It was as if he already knew how the black-clothed old man would react. With bloodshot eyes, he once again dove down in that direction.
His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. His entire consciousness was in a mess. The joy of being able to go all out against a strong enemy, the rage of Yiren nearly falling into danger because of him, the regret of underestimating the enemy, all mixed together.
It caused his mind to be extremely focused. Waving the sword, waving the sword again! Until he had no more strength to wave!
Even if he knew that the gap between him and this grandmaster was so huge that he couldn't make up for it, his entire body was on the verge of collapsing, he still wanted to fight!
When the twelfth sword slashed down, the entire sky of Xuan Mountain City was split into two!
In his mind, he wasn't willing to hurt the people in Xuan Mountain City. The angle he controlled was slightly off.
Following which there was a huge "keng" sound, boundless strength. It caused the black shirt old man's body to fly out of the Xuan Mountain City area, explosively retreating tens of miles.
Zong Shou's body was like a shadow as he chased out of the city wall.
Wei Xu shook his head slightly when he saw that, hurriedly stepping into the air and following closely. He only felt that the amount of true qi and soul power Zong Shou was borrowing from him was getting more and more.
"Before this, I thought that his sword technique was getting worse and worse. Now it seems like he purposely did that. The more power he borrowed, naturally it would be harder to control. Using strength and speed to win? It is a little similar to the path that senior brother is taking. However, Junior Brother's body was really worrisome. This realm is still too weak … "
Frowning, Wei Xu drew a talisman in the air. Streaks of spiritual light silently flowed into Zong Shou's body along with the true qi and soul power that was continuously disappearing.
Zong Shou didn't feel anything. The thirteenth sword! The fourteenth sword!
The wheat fields outside of the city were all flattened. Dirt and sand flew all about, many sword lights flashed in the night sky.
That black shirt old man originally just wanted to escape and didn't want to fight back. However, every few miles he fled, he would be interrupted by the sword light chasing from behind, forcing him to stop and face the battle.
Not far away, the scholarly dressed teen who he couldn't see clearly was really calm as he followed two thousand feet behind. The indescribable look in his eyes made one feel weak in their hearts.
In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, the old man turned around. His face was green, his eyes filled with violence, "You want to take a mile when you are given an inch, I think you are asking to die! You really think I can't kill you? "
Before his words landed, he pounced back along with his sword. In a flash, he was in front of Zong Shou. Body and sword merged into one, his speed pretty much ignoring the laws of heaven and earth. Ten thousand feet was crossed in an instant.
Zong Shoxin's alarm bells rang out in his heart. A feeling of extreme danger, close to death spread out in his heart.
Quick, really quick!
… This sword was so quick that it exceeded the limit of his reaction speed! He would definitely die, and his head would definitely be broken!
The tip of the sword energy was inches away. In just a hundredth of an instant, it would take his life.
At this moment, Zong Shou didn't even have any thoughts of resisting. Just as the despair in his heart froze and he was prepared to die. A strong sense of unwillingness rose in his blurred mind once again.
Who are you? You are the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu! A lifetime of virtual reality, 9,747 battles, only in the first half of his life. When he started to learn the sword path, he lost nineteen battles!
From then on, he was invincible and had never lost! This was why the people of the cloud world saw him as the Sword Emperor.
Today, how could he lose to this nameless old man here?
Didn't you brag that you get stronger when you meet strong people? How could you be willing to give up on such a small battle?
So what if this sword was sharp, if he didn't fight, if he didn't try, how would he know who would win?
That gaze of despair suddenly sharpened. Balls of purple lightning danced around Zong Shou's body.
On the lightning winged sword, the originally weakened lightning winged Yang snake started to twist and coil, struggling and dancing.
The vast sword energy that surged out stretched to nine hundred and ninety-nine feet before stopping!
Although he was definitely not his match, although this sword might be his last. He had to wave it out! Even if he died in the next moment, he had to go all out.
Swordsmen feared nothing. If he couldn't wave out his sword, then how could he be called the Sword Emperor! What rights did he have to reach the peak of the sword path?
An illusionary body seemed to appear around Zong Shou's body. In the last life, in the God Emperor game, that invincible sword emperor Tan Qiu!
"Heavy sword without a sharp edge, great technique without skill, slash!"
He didn't bother about the demonic sunflower sword energy that was inches away, slashing out. The sound and movement of the entire heaven and earth seemed to have disappeared. There was only the sharp whistle of the sword glow and the explosion of the lightning glow.
When the sword slashed out, he was already dead. Which was why this sword was to die together with the enemy! Placing himself in the jaws of death and fighting to live!
The black shirt old man's pupils constricted to the extreme. At the last moment, he pulled out his sword and defended in front of his body.
When the two swords clashed, there was unexpectedly no sound. There were only invisible ripples spreading out in this tens of miles of space.
The dirt turned into dust, the wheat grass was all smashed into pieces. Even the majestic city walls dozens of miles away were missing a portion. A full few miles of the city walls were totally smashed by the destructive ripples. Only a thin layer was left, and it didn't hurt the people behind.
The two finger sword in the black shirt old man's hand turned into dust after a few breaths, scattering with the wind and scattering all about.
A bloody wound appeared at the center of his brows. His eyes were filled with shock as he looked above. There was also a thin and small figure covered in wounds. His eyes were wide open as he stood firmly in the void.
His face was twisted. He was unable to accept that the teen who fought with him for close to 15 minutes only had xiantian 2 meridian cultivation. At the earth chakra realm, he was able to force him who was a 4 meridian grandmaster into such a state!
He was so close to not being able to withstand that sword strike! He had almost died here! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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