Chapter 1492: The Four-Ounce Spirit Sword Moves a Thousand-Pound Sword, and the Ten-Thousand-Pound Emperor Sword Breaks the Defense

Swish!

The ghost energy in the sky was like a retreating tide, turning into a whip-like and vine-like form, and all of it was gathered back into the body.

The white hair faded to black, the nine tails retracted to the waist, and the three blood lines on the forehead disappeared.

The arrogant and arrogant Shou Ye under the ghost beast, when the sword sounded, was like a sharp sword returning to the sheath, returning to the simple and unpretentious Xu Xiaoshou.

At this moment, the expressions of many ancient sword cultivators around Yujing City were all stern.

It's coming...

Ye Xiaotian followed with a breath of concentrating, comparing Xu Xiaoshou in this state of returning to nature with the surrounding sword immortals, especially Mei Siren, and felt the same:

It's really coming...

The outward sultry spirit retreated, and the sultry form of the ancient sword cultivator came out!

"Om——"

The Emperor Sword, one of the five great artifacts of chaos, came into contact with the third-grade spiritual sword Cangku in mid-air, and an amazing sword intent was swung out.

The sword intent almost condensed into substance, intertwined and blended with each other, and seemed to be equally matched.

However, after a few breaths, it turned into a golden surging sword energy with a one-sided attitude, pushing through Yujing City and surging in all directions.

"Ying..."

Zang Ku was shocked and fell into the palm of his master, complaining aggrievedly.

This scene was recorded by Feng Zhongzui who held the preaching mirror and spread to the five regions of the continent.

The first confrontation was defeated, which undoubtedly caused a lot of doubts:

"Zang Ku? This looks like an ordinary spiritual sword... Fourth grade? Third grade? It is indeed very expensive, but is it worthy of the noble status of Master Shou?"

"What about the four swords of Xu Xiaoshou? What about Yanmang? The ordinary spiritual sword of Emperor Sword Duzun would probably break if it was hit by it. Are you kidding with this broken sword?"

"Absolutely not. I heard that Master Shou used Zang Ku to kill the Sword Saint Rao. Zang Ku is definitely not a thing in the pond. Once it encounters wind and clouds, it will turn into a snake!"

"Puff! Good snake, but I remember he used four swords at that time?"

"Bullshit! I saw it with my own eyes. He used Yanmang, Yanjian Yanmang, and with Jinzhao Baiyan, this is the exclusive sword of Master Shou!"

"Don't argue, Master Shou wants to raise a sword. Don't you see that Qingju is nourished by "name" in this way?"

"Funny! Do you think any broken sword has the style of Qingju, and do you think any person has the style of the eighth sword fairy?"

"Zangku? Let me make a bold prediction first - Broken Sword Zangku!"

Before the battle started, Xu Xiaoshou vaguely saw that the laws of heaven and earth, up and down, all directions, wisps of "qi" like silk and mist.

These qi finally floated into the body of Zangku sword, making it more depressed and more lazy.

It was not like the proud state just now.

After being touched by Emperor Sword Duzun, Zangku was also tired.

"Name..."

The perception swept in all directions, and no one was moved at all.

Only Lei Shuangxing seemed to notice something, and stretched out his fingers to touch something in front of him.

Xu Xiaoshou understood immediately.

This is the real "name" that can nourish all things that can only be seen by those who have practiced Guanjian and cultivated "sword thoughts"!

However, the name of success and fame can achieve the Eight Zun An, Qing Ju, etc.; the name of decadence and doubt seems to have only a counter-effect, and it is difficult to bring any nourishment to Zang Ku?

"No."

Xu Xiaoshou stopped in the air, thinking.

This is a large amount of "name" from the five domains that can almost be gathered into reality. If he finally tastes a defeat, Zang Ku will never recover.

But if he wins!

All doubts will become false.

And after the bad times are over, this will also become the foundation for Zang Ku to leap over the dragon gate and achieve success.

"In the dark past that has not been achieved, I was also like this, so there is the origin of your name "Zang Ku."

"What's more, you are just a mere third-grade spiritual sword at the moment?"

"Is it wrong for them to doubt you?"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up with silver sword thoughts, and while muttering to himself, he stroked the body of Zang Ku's sword with his fingers.

The black sword hummed and trembled, and soon it uttered a comfortable groan, and in the blink of an eye, it forgot all external doubts.

Fight!

"Ying——"

The Ying sword restarted and stretched straight.

The sword thought was swallowed and spit between the sword holder and the sword, growing stronger and flashing a glare that could eat people.

Beibei withdrew his eyes from the black sword, but did not take action immediately. Instead, he advised:

"You only have one chance. Now you have four swords in exchange, and it will not break... Raising a sword is not the way you raise it."

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and smiled, "That's how I got here."

"Okay! Dare to do it, don't regret it!" Beibei shouted, and the Emperor Sword suddenly burst into a brilliant golden light.

She knew Xu Xiaoshou's swordsmanship level and never dared to be arrogant.

Since warnings are useless, using all your strength is the best respect for the opponent!

"Ten Thousand Swordsmanship..."

As soon as the palms opened, the Emperor Sword in the palm trembled wildly, slowly rising, and the momentum was advancing layer by layer.

The sword force is condensed as soon as it is said, and the battle is started as soon as it is said!

The people of Yujing City only felt that they were still immersed in the verbal battle of the swordsmanship of the Lord Shou, and in a blink of an eye, all the spiritual swords in the whole city flew up.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Ten thousand swords return to the clan.

This is the real worship of ten thousand swords.

It is not the empty sword condensation, but the tens of thousands of swords in the real Yujing City!

"The first realm, absolute monarchy?"

Xu Xiaoshou tightly grasped Zang Ku, who was also pulled, and looked at him sideways, but did not stop him immediately.

As a high-ranking person at the psychological level, he indulged Beibei because he was sure that the other party could not beat him.

As a low-ranking person at the level of ten thousand swordsmanship, he wanted to steal Beibei's skills, and he also needed to let her swordsmanship release completely.

"Kendo disk."

Without any hesitation, Xu Xiaoshou stepped out of the kendo disk and entered the state of unity between man and nature.

When he looked at it like this again, Beibei's sword seemed to be different.

"Not just Ten Thousand Swordsmanship?"

When the imperial sword alone passed over Beibei's head, the golden imperial aura affected all the spiritual swords around Yujing City.

Xu Xiaoshou was not the only one affected.

Almost at the same time, the major ancient sword cultivators also lowered their eyes and tightly grasped the swords that were suddenly unsheathed and almost being pulled away.

"Chuishenzhang, Taicheng Sword, Tingchen, Hu, Meiziyu, Xijiao..." Fengzhong was so drunk that he scanned the major ancient swordsmen one by one with his preaching mirror, and said with great excitement:

"You may not know what these swords mean, but let me tell you, all of them look like famous swords!"

"Even Gu Lao's Mei Ziyu and Yang Lao's Xi Jiao are not famous in the world yet. You will know when the Seven Swordsmen are on the list."

"And now, all these swords, which may or may not be named, were almost pulled by Bei Sword Immortal. What does it mean?"

"The first level of Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, absolute empire?"

"No! It's more than that!"

Drunk spitting in the wind, asking and answering himself, "Most people in my Feng family have practiced Ten Thousand Swordsmanship, and there is absolutely no such effect. This is the influence of the Emperor Sword alone!"

Feng Tingchen glanced over with a sullen face.

Feng Zhongzui's passion suddenly froze, and he quickly turned to the mirror and said, "Old Patriarch, did I say something wrong?"

Feng Tingchen's face suddenly thought it looked much better, but in fact it looked even worse.

"That's right." Mei Siren turned his head and looked, "You do know a lot."

Drunk and overjoyed in the wind, I got the greatest encouragement from this, and continued cracklingly:

"The Emperor's Sword is the only sword that is most suitable for all swordsmanship."

"The more auxiliary swords there are, the stronger the power it can release!"

"My Feng family is planning... Bah, I have been dreaming about it for so long, but I can't get this sword. Today I finally see that it perfectly matches the ancient sword cultivator."

"As I expected, Bei Sword Immortal will command all the swords in the world in the name of the Emperor Sword as the sole master, and use it to enhance himself...here he comes!"

Feng Zhongzui's mouth was a bit broken, but the angle of the sword was extremely accurate.

Just as his voice settled, the Imperial Sword above Beibei's head hummed with a mysterious sound that suppressed the eternity:

"Thousands of swords come to worship me, but my sword is the only one to be honored!"

This sound seemed to come from ancient times, and it seemed to come from a sword, but in fact it came in response to Beibei opening his mouth, turning the void into reality.

When the sound was settled, a golden dragon shadow jumped out from the emperor's sword.

All the famous swords and spirit swords present had some of their power transferred to them and merged into them.

At the same time as the golden light shone all over the sky, the shadow of the golden dragon jumped into Beibei's body, dyeing his white clothes with noble gold, as if wearing an invisible crown on his head.

"boom!"

The sword energy in the void is rampant, and thousands of swords in Yujing bow down.

Feng Zhongzui knew the effect, so he directly zoomed in on the screen and aimed at the surging sword energy wave.

…

All over the five regions, everyone in front of the preaching mirror.

"This guy has such a bad mouth..."

"You guys from the Feng family, can you summon him and ask him to calm down for a while?"

Many people were still condemning the one called Feng Zhongzui for screaming wildly, but then they saw the picture in the mirror change, and a noble golden figure jumped out.

The portrait scene passed quickly, and then slowed down as it moved towards the sword in the hand of Bei Sword Immortal, which was stained with golden light and suddenly changed in quality.

"Emperor Sword!"

The sword was drawn out from bottom to tip.

From the angry eyes, the majestic golden sword pattern...

As for the dark silver blades, the dragon pattern in the middle, and the eight-sided sword with murderous intent...

It not only has the nobility of the emperor, but also has the emperor's self-restraint and dignity, not to mention the fact that the emperor's sword is so powerful at this moment!

Everyone covered their faces and exclaimed, retreating in shock because the sword in the mirror looked like it was about to burst out of the mirror.

A preaching mirror can convey a lot of things.

In addition to the impact and damage encountered at the scene, almost 90% of the sword intention, sword energy, sword power, etc. can be transmitted.

At that time, in front of the Sword Burial Tomb was the Demon Sword Ten Thousand Arms Demon Lord, the stunning enchantress with the Blood Sword, the voice of the Demon Sword Nulan from Half Moon Bay, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword from Shenyue Fairy City...

Everyone who has a name has something to do.

The famous swords and spiritual swords in front of these mirrors have not yet suppressed the excitement.

The picture in the mirror was enlarged, and the Bei Sword Immortal, who was holding the imperial sword, had coldly pressed his sword in front of Xu Xiaoshou and Zangku.

"Absolute monarchy, surrender!"

With a bang, the world in the mirror rippled, and golden waves surged out, almost suffocating the person in front of the mirror.

It’s not false!

The momentum was so overwhelming that it was like a drowned duckweed, swaying about to overturn.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Absolute monarchy, is this the effect? ​​Isn't it just a matter of suppressing momentum?"

"Damn it, why hasn't this Feng Zhongzui spoken yet? He keeps talking when he shouldn't and doesn't say a word when he should..."

After a short period of stagnation, an extremely excited voice sounded:

"Haidao, the sea has no boundaries!"

"Everyone, you read it right, this is one of the highest among the three thousand swordsmanship..."

…

Absolute monarchy?

The sea has no boundaries?

With his feet on the kendo board, Xu Xiaoshou was like a gluttonous beast that didn't know why it was full, frantically digesting a large amount of "knowledge" that had been in his stomach.

He did not touch the Yun Dao Field or Yun Dao Seed, but added some points to himself, the Mangjian Dao Mysterious Formation Diagram.

Because he discovered that his swordsmanship level was actually not low anymore.

Although Bei Bei's sword style borrowed the power of the Emperor's Sword to dominate, it was very powerful, but it was not incomprehensible.

It can even be said that Xu Xiaoshou understood it as soon as she made the move and Feng Zhongzui explained it.

Compared to the "one poem, one sword, one song" Xiao Zunxue on Void Island, and the "Red Plum third rate, first rate is better than the first rate" Meisi people...

Beibei's sword is certainly very powerful.

But it’s too basic. I’m just copying answers to sample questions. It’s very superficial!

She can only use one sword style at the same time, plus at most a bit of "Haido" which is considered a bit more complicated among the Three Thousand Kendo, and the rest depends on the Emperor Sword alone.

As for Xiao Dazui's sword and Mei Siren's sword, they have put aside the sword itself and are playing with sword-style combos, or even swordsmanship combos.

The missionary mirror finished transmitting the highlight moment of Bei Jianxian, and Feng Zhongzui showed Shouye the scene at the right time.

He had the same idea as everyone in front of the mirror at this moment, and wanted to see how Master Shou would respond to this sword.

Who would have thought that the picture in the mirror would move over, only to see a figure dancing fiercely in the storm, with black hair flying slowly, but he looked even more unmoved, free and uninhibited.

He lightly touched the sword with his fingertips and whispered:

"Zangku, do you want to kill the gods?"

With a bang, the person in front of the mirror stood up directly.

Some people fell in love with Shou Ye's calmness and calmness, while others witnessed the origin of the name "Shou Ye".

Gu Qingsan pointed at that guy, turned around and said angrily: "He is too arrogant... Junior sister, he is too arrogant!"

Su Qianqian pursed her lips into a smile and said nothing.

In Half Moon Bay, the actor who played Dao Qiong pointed at the mirror, looked back at the eight familiar actors and smiled.

"I don't believe you haven't taught him the sword. Mr. Siren can't teach him such a shameless thing."

The eight masters didn't even look back: "Is it possible that after staying with you for a while, everyone will be a little bit slutty? What's more, he is also slutty?"

…

presumptuous!

Under the imperial posture, Beibei was angry and speechless.

Under the absolute imperial suppression, Xu Xiaoshou could not be shaken to pieces, but could still speak arrogant words with ease?

What contempt!

The sea has no boundaries, it is an attack that is the culmination of ten thousand sword skills. The sword intent that has been condensed into a vast ocean can push forward layer by layer, overturning people.

This sword seals the throat, and thousands of swords in Yujing City are launched. At the same time, the sword intent of all the famous swords in the surrounding area surges wildly. It can be said that there is support from all directions, and King Qin is protecting him.

And just like that, when Beibei's sword struck Xu Xiaoshou's throat, the guy still seemed to turn a blind eye.

"Illusion swordsmanship?"

Beibei's pupils condensed.

At the same time, I heard a drunken shout in the wind:

"Illusion Sword Art, this is Illusion Sword Art!"

"Don't forget, everyone, Master Shou is not only a student of Mr. Si Ren, he also followed the Eighth Sword Immortal for a while before this."

"As we all know, the Eighth Sword Immortal is good at phantom swordsmanship. Even his named disciple Xiao Kongtong is also good at it. How could Xu Xiaoshou not be good at it?"

Bei Bei's mind moved, and he temporarily transformed into a sword, slashing the throat and suppressing it downwards.

"Heart Sword Technique, my heart is clear and broken!"

Suddenly golden light exploded, and the waves turned from attack to defense, rushing around the body, trying to defeat the illusory swordsmanship.

At least, it has to be able to show the flaws or boundaries of the phantom sword technique, right?

No!

Beibei glanced around. The world was extremely real, without any flaws.

Is the Fantasy Sword Technique solved in advance?

Illusion sword skills are still there, but they haven't been exposed?

At this moment, before she could understand, she saw Xu Xiao moved in front of her.

Xu Xiaoshou pushed forward gently, and in the slowest, easiest to guard against, but also the weirdest way, he pierced the tip of the sword into the defenseless Beibei's chest.

"laugh……"

When he sealed his throat with his sword, he was so fake that he couldn't be more fake. He didn't even have a hint of panic, retreat or defense. Even his sword movement was so fake that it exploded. It was clearly Xu Xiaoshou who was an illusion.

His sword brought the most real pain!

Beibei lowered his head in a daze, looking at the large amount of blood overflowing from his heart, and felt the heart-piercing pain.

At this moment, she heard the drunken scream in the wind again:

"What did I see?"

"Master Shou used my voice as a phantom sword technique. With just a few words and his weird movements, he easily deceived the Northern Sword Immortal?"

"The most powerful sword of the Emperor's Sword has released its power on its own. The third-grade Spiritual Sword hides the pain, but it breaks through the defense so easily? Attacking the heart is the most important thing. This is called phantom swordsmanship!"

Beibei's pupils suddenly trembled, and his face turned red.

If the sword stabbing her heart just now hadn't made her wake up, the words "it really stabbed her heart" were what broke her guard on the spot.

No magic swordsmanship?

In other words, the magic of phantom swordsmanship was not at the moment he realized it, but after he "realized" it and took advantage of the situation?

So if he had been brave enough to cut it off at that time, the one he would have cut off would have been Xu Xiaoshou's neck?

Regret!

"laugh……"

Zang Ku pulled it out from Beibei's heart and touched it lightly, softening Beibei's sword-holding hand and knocking off the Emperor Sword Duzun.

Four taels is worth a thousand catties.

But the difference between victory and defeat comes too quickly?

Xu Xiaoshou frowned. The scene he expected of a passionate battle between the sword immortals, with both sides fighting with all their strength, was in vain.

He also wants to steal more from his master...

But soon, Xu Xiaoshou put away his distracting thoughts, suddenly realized the reason, and said in an indifferent tone:

"Gu Jian Xiu Mu Wushen Buddha, my position in your heart is too high and too strong, even to the point where I don't need to use the sword, and you will fail."

"It's not me you lose, it's yourself."

After a pause, Zang Ku slashed out at the speed of light, piercing the aorta on the side of Bei Bei's snow-white neck, and blood gushed out like a spring.

"Let me borrow someone's words..."

"I will kill the gods and Buddhas in your heart with one sword, I hope you will take care of yourself."

Thanks to [Northern Territory Genius Jiang Nayi] for the reward of ten thousand for Zang Ku.

Zang Ku: "嘤嘤嘤..."