"What a sharp sword aura!"
Miyamoto Genichi's forehead was sweating. His Kendo suit had been cut several times by the sharp sword aura. There was a three-centimeter-long wound under his ribs that was dripping with blood.
He panted twice and his heart skipped a beat.
It could be said that if he had made the slightest mistake just now, he might have been cut in half.
However, he was still injured even though he had used all his strength. This was the result of using the Demon Blade Muramasa, which had the enhancement effect of sword Qi, pulling out several shields of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, and throwing out three kinds of protective magic treasures in succession.
Jiang Tian's little black flying sword was too domineering and terrifying.
"Miyamoto Genichi, how much of the map of the Ruins of Immortality have you got? Hand it all over and I'll spare your life! "
Jiang Tian stepped forward and transmitted his voice with his Divine Sense.
The fewer people who knew about the secret of the Ruins of Immortality, the better. Jiang Tian did not want to publicize it.
"Hmm? You're also looking for the secret of the Ruins of Immortality! It seems that the legend of the Ruins of Immortality is true. Moreover, since you're also looking for the secret of the Ruins of Immortality, it means that you're not an expert from the Ruins of Immortality! "
Hearing this, Miyamoto Genichi's expression changed slightly as if he had understood something. A trace of certainty and contempt flashed in his eyes.
If he was an expert from the Ruins of Immortality, Miyamoto Genichi would definitely avoid him.
However, since Jiang Tian came from this world, he was not afraid even if he was from the Yin Sect of Hua Xia. One had to know that when the East Asian invaded Hua Xia, he had killed many experts from the Yin Sect.
After decades of absorbing the martial arts of many sects, he thought that there were only a few people on this planet who were stronger than him.
He also used some kind of spiritual communication secret method. Although it was not as clear as Jiang Tian's Divine Sense transmission, he could still hear it clearly.
"You talk too much nonsense. Are you going to hand it over or not? If not, you'll die immediately! "
Jiang Tian was also more and more certain that Miyamoto Genichi must have the map of the Ruins of Immortality. Suddenly, his fighting spirit surged.
"Kang Tae-chu, you're too arrogant!"
"The Demon Blade Muramasa in my hand is known as the 'Blade of Misfortune' and the 'Blade of Slaughter' in East Asia. In history, it has killed tens of thousands of people. Even the Tokugawa and Oda families have died under its blade!"
Miyamoto Genichi no longer communicated with Jiang Tian through his mind. A touch of arrogance appeared on his face. The long saber in his hand flickered as he roared. Finally, his body shot up into the sky like an arrow and slashed down with his sword.
Crack!
Like a thunderclap, the void seemed to have cracked open, and a line of blood bloomed from the center of the Demon Blade Village. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a blood-colored blade light that was fifty or sixty meters long. It carried a bloody smell that soared to the sky, like the Milky Way falling from the Ninth Heaven, and fell toward Jiang Tian.
Wherever the Saber Qi passed, rocks were sent flying and the ground cracked. Terrifying cracks interweaved together like a spider web.
At this instant, there seemed to be nothing else in the heavens and the earth, and only a murderous, bloodthirsty, and brutal sword remained!
The power of this sword was indescribable. It seemed to have the terrifying power to tear apart the sky, split the earth, and destroy all living things.
"Hmm? It's actually a real middle-grade Dharma treasure? Miyamoto Genichi, you're quite lucky! "
Seeing this, Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with excitement.
In the world of cultivation, Dharma treasures were just a general term. There were also detailed classifications. Generally, they were divided into ordinary weapons, Dharma treasures, Precious Weapons, Spiritual Treasures, Immortal Weapons, and Divine Weapons. In the middle, they were further divided into lower, middle, upper, and extreme levels.
Most of the so-called sharp blades and peerless divine weapons on Earth belonged to the category of ordinary weapons.
For example, the talismans and protective jade talismans used by many spell-casting experts had a certain amount of Dharma power that could enhance attack and defense. They were all Dharma treasures.
Precious Weapons, also known as Dharma treasures, were the treasures of Dharma treasures. They had a powerful Dharma power that far exceeded that of ordinary Dharma treasures.
The Muramasa Demon Blade before him could absorb the Blood Qi and Baleful Qi of many experts. The more it killed, the stronger its destructive power would be. It was somewhat similar to the Demon Blades that Jiang Tian had seen in the Cultivation World, such as the Blood Centipede Royal Blade.
It could be said that on Earth, Jiang Tian had seen Dharma treasures in the cave abode of the Sacred Battle Ape Qi Aosheng, not to mention a middle-grade Dharma treasure.
Even the Helios Golden Bow used by the Sun God Apollo could only be regarded as a supreme-grade Dharma treasure, not a Dharma treasure.
Dharma treasures were too rare on Earth. Jiang Tian suspected that even the Long Formation did not have them. They were very rare even in the Yin Sect.
This Demon Blade Muramasa might be able to split open the powerful body of the werewolf and even absorb the blood of the Blood Clan. It was enough to easily kill an Immortal State Expert. Its power was almost the same as the Heavenly Court Flying Sword that he had not refined.
It could be said that if it wasn't for the fact that Jiang Tian had already cultivated the Geng Metal Divine Body, he would have to avoid it and not dare to clash head-on.
"However! It's just a Dharma treasure. It doesn't even have spirituality! Do you think you can hurt me? "
Jiang Tian laughed.
Spiritual Treasures were at the same level as Little Black Flying Sword. They had spirituality and were connected to their masters. In the hands of ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators, they could kill masters at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
So in fact, Jiang Tian had an advantage in terms of weapons. Coupled with his powerful Divine Body, how could he be afraid of the Muramasa Demon Blade?
"I'll kill you until you're terrified!"
Jiang Tian shouted and his body rose steadily. He was as vigorous as a dragon and soared into the sky like a golden rainbow.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Jiang Tian's Little Black Flying Sword slashed continuously and exchanged seven or eight moves with Miyamoto.
Jiang Tian's Little Black Flying Sword had been infused with the Geng Metal True Essence at this time. It was as dazzling as the sun. When the sword slashed out, it was like a golden river, crushing a large area of the void and sweeping across an area.
He did not avoid the attack at all. Instead, he flew up and down, rampaging, hacking, and slashing to his heart's content. Muramasa's Demon Blade's Blade of Blood was shattered again and again, and the bloody remains scattered in all directions.
The middle-grade magic weapon could be said to be very powerful. If it was in the hands of a master at the peak of the God Realm, Jiang Tian would not be able to withstand it and would be seriously injured.
However, Miyamoto was still too far away from the so-called peak of the God Realm. The Muramasa Demon Blade in his hand was almost unable to hold it. He was shocked by a burst of violent and irresistible force that his blood and Qi were surging. His face was as pale as paper, and he kept retreating.
"Again!"
Jiang Tian stepped on the void, his clothes fluttering like flags. He laughed and his black hair danced like a waterfall. He was having a good time.
The more he fought, the braver he became. The more he killed, the higher his fighting spirit became.
It seemed that every cell in his body was cheering and jumping. Every essence and blood and True Essence were surging, boiling, and burning.
This was not an illusion.
In the battle, his cultivation was also stabilized and condensed again and again. He was getting closer and closer to the peak state of the fifth level of Qi Refining Realm.
Killing to prove the way!
Tempering one's cultivation in a battle was the only method that Jiang Tian had learned in his long, long life, to quickly improve his cultivation.
"Arrogant boy, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"
Miyamoto Genichi was also furious. He waved the demon blade in his hand and slashed with power, momentum, Zen, and music. It was so wonderful that it was like an ancient zither master was playing the ultimate sound of heaven.
As the old Japanese Sword God, a living fossil, his swordsmanship had reached the peak of perfection by drawing on the strengths of many people.
Not only did he absorb the Niten Ichi-ryū, Mirror Heart Wise Sect, Beichen One Blade School, Idealism Sect, Dachi Sword School, and other Japanese Kendo Arts, but he also understood and learned from the moves of the Hua Xia sword cultivators of Mount Shu and Wudang.
Many Kendo Arts were combined into one, and there were some innovations and innovations. He had reached the point where he could use it easily and use it according to the momentum.
Sometimes, the Muramasa Demon Blade slashed gently. Flowers were not flowers, but mist was not mist. It was like a sky blue misty rain, and the Sword Intent was hazy.
Sometimes, the Sword Intent was like an eagle soaring in the sky and a fish swimming in the shallow water. It was like an ancient sword immortal singing with the sword and moving forward.
Sometimes, the Sword Intent was heavy and unmoving like a mountain. Sometimes, the Sword Intent was violent and moving like a flame. The connection between stillness and movement was like moving clouds and flowing water.
Sometimes, the Sword Intent was dangerous. It was like the sound of a horse's knife and spear, and the Sword Intent was unconventional.
Sometimes, the Sword Intent was like Mount Tai pressing down and Mount Buzhou collapsing. It was surprisingly defensive and won with a majestic force.
It could be said that every slash of his was untraceable. The Sword Intent, Sword Intent, Sword Qi, Sword Aura, and Sword Momentum had all reached an unimaginably high level.
Coupled with the Demon Blade that had a buff effect, Miyamoto had been fighting until his Blood Qi was surging. The Sword Aura covered the sky and darkened the earth, making all the powerhouses present palpitate. They were all shaken and dizzy.
However, Jiang Tian was stronger!
The Seventh Metal True Origin on Xiao Hei's flying sword was swallowing and spitting out. The golden light shone and revealed its sharpness, breaking the blood-colored Sword Aura.
Jiang Tian stepped on the void, twisting and turning like an immortal descending to the mortal world. The Ancient God had descended to the mortal world to evolve the Sword Intent. It was in harmony with heaven and earth. Every sword accurately destroyed Miyamoto's attack.
In the end, Miyamoto stabbed out with his sword.
Jiang Tian's Xiao Hei's flying sword stirred. A twenty-meter-long black Sword Aura with golden edges was like a raging dragon coming out of the sea. After crushing the Blood Qi Sword Aura, it wrapped around Muramasa's Demon Blade.
"Thirteen Demon-subduing Swords, the eighth move! Flood Dragon Goes to the Sea! "
"Oh no!"
Miyamoto's pupils shrank and he was shocked.
However, the Sword Aura was too fast. It was too late for him to withdraw his blade and retreat. He saw the dragon-like Seventh Metal Sword Qi, with a rumble, spinning and blasting on his chest.
Boom!
Under the bombardment of the Gengjin Sword Qi, the protective gear that was meticulously made from the skin of the Hornless Dragon was like torn cotton. It could not withstand a single blow and collapsed one after another. In the end, the Gengjin Sword Qi forcefully blasted onto his chest.
The Sword Intent used by Jiang Tian was the strongest Sword Art from the Cultivation World's Wan Jian Sect.
It turned out that Jiang Tian didn't need to use any moves at all. But now, to deal with Miyamoto Genichi, Jiang Tian used a Sword Art from the Cultivation World.
Although this move was not the strongest, it was skillful. With the momentum of rotation, it formed a destructive force. It could be called a fatal move. Even if Qiao Bin was here, he would probably die and collapse under this sword.
The power of this sword was so powerful that even the Peak of the Immortal State couldn't withstand it. Even the Foundation Establishment Masters in the Cultivation World had to avoid it.
Not to mention Miyamoto Genichi.
"Puff!"
Miyamoto Genichi's face was painful and his face was distorted. He raised his head and spat out a long arrow of blood. His body instantly flew backward like an arrow across a distance of hundreds of meters and slammed into the cliff of the Sword Peak.
Boom!
The snow on the top of the mountain was blown away. The boulders weighing hundreds of kilograms jumped up and rolled down. The mountain trembled. He directly crashed into a hole and sank into it.
Wherever he passed, a huge volcanic rock with a radius of ten meters was smashed into pieces.
What beating someone up like hanging a painting? Before Jiang Tian's sword strike, it was like a joke. He had even created a hollow stone sculpture.
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