Chapter 1947 Heavenly Lock Sword Intent

"Is this... the crushing of sword intent?"

Holding back the injuries on his body, He Yan stood up.

As a genius of swordsmanship and a core disciple of Lingyun Jiange, he immediately understood that this is a sword intent cultivated through hard work, and it only happened after being crushed by others in all directions!

What he cultivates is the Supreme Sword Intent of the Sword Pavilion...

What happened to be crushed by others?

"Ye Lian, is that you?" His face darkened.

The core disciples, only he and Ye Lian came to the assessment this time. Could it be that the other party has cultivated some powerful sword intent that made him far inferior?

He hurriedly looked to one side, and saw that the sword intent in the next room seemed to be oppressed, lying in the air like a soft snake, not daring to move at all.

"It's not me...I can't take it anymore...Pfft!"

Before the sound ended, Ye Lian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword intent all over the sky collapsed immediately.

His face turned pale, and He Yan's body trembled slightly.

Sword intent is a kind of artistic conception, some people comprehend it at a low level, while others naturally comprehend it at a high level.

Just like writing poems, Li Bai suffered from the Anshi Rebellion with a lofty artistic conception. To write a poem that worries about the country and the people, he must first go to the sky and hang out with the fairy for a while, and then "bleed the weeds with blood, and the wolves will be crowned with wolves." I can only shout: my god, beast!

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The real sword intent is the same as the blood of a holy beast. Those who are low will automatically feel scared when they encounter high ones!

How to fight under blood pressure?

He and Ye Lian, as the leaders of the sword pavilion, unexpectedly had someone show their sword intent and easily crush them without any strength to resist. What happened?

And who has this ability?

"I don't believe that someone can surpass me so much..."

Gritting his teeth, He Yan roared again, and the sword intent gushed out of his body again.

Boom!

This time, before the white glow was formed, I felt a huge sword lying across my mind, as long as I dared to resist, I would immediately chop it down, leaving no place for my death!

Crash!

Cold sweat broke out on my head,

He Yan didn't dare to move anymore.

Until now, he finally understood that the sword intent he had comprehended, compared with the opponent, was like a candlelight compared to the sun!

Not on the same concept!

Comparing forcibly will only bring shame upon oneself!

When... Jiange, such a super strong man appeared?

Even the few monsters among the core disciples can't do it...

...

The same scene also happened in other rooms.

In an instant, all the examiners in the entire Sword God Hall were oppressed with sword intent and could not move.

Crying again and again.

...

Lingyun Sword Pavilion, Sword Book Hall!

Stacks of books filled the whole house.

Elder Wei sorted it out for an unknown number of days, and finally divided them into categories.

"Elder Wei has worked hard, this will make it much easier to inquire!" An old man walked in.

Another elder of Jianshu Hall, Jiang Yuan.

"That's right, all the books in the Sword Book Hall are the sword intent left by the ancestors of the past generations! Everyone has different talents and abilities, and the sword intent they comprehend is also different. It is really difficult to sort these out!"

Elder Wei stretched his waist, and gave a wry smile: "Fortunately, it's finished... But, just this time, if I have to reorganize, I might as well commit suicide!"

"The sword intent is sealed in the book. If the younger generation wants to learn it, they only need to open it carefully to understand the power of the predecessors. It is indeed very convenient, but...there are many types of sword intent, and it is not easy to classify them. Once you take the wrong one, it is easy to cause damage. Invasion of the breath will not benefit the cultivation in the end, but will cause great damage!"

Elder Jiang Yuan nodded: "You have classified it in such detail, and you have also marked the type and sword technique on it. It really took a lot of effort, and the credit is indisputable!"

"Yeah, I feel like my eyes are going to go blind..."

Elder Wei said: "You watch first, I'll go to rest for a while..."

"Um!"

Elder Jiang Yuan responded, and was about to explain something when his expression froze suddenly.

Crash!

There was a sound of boiling books, and the two looked forward at the same time, and saw the sword books that had just been sorted out. At this moment, they all seemed to be summoned by something, and they were suspended in unison, and the sword intent was stirred up one after another, emitting the sound of sword collision .

His body was stiff, and Elder Wei felt like he was about to cry.

It's finally finished, big brothers, what are you doing jumping up?

Crash!

The shock did not end, many books saluted at the same time, facing one direction, bowed down, like a commoner seeing a king!

Crackling!

It didn't matter this week, the books that had been sorted were piled up again, and even under the impact, the bookshelves fell to pieces, and the whole room was full of mess.

"I...fuck!"

It was dark in front of his eyes, Elder Wei's body swayed, and he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood.

Are you playing with me?

It's hard to sort it out, what should I do now...

"It should be...someone has comprehended a higher level of sword intent! The sword intent sealed in these sword books, collective worship..."

Elder Jiang Yuan came to his senses and said.

"I know...but don't come sooner or later...just tidy up..." Elder Wei scratched his hair.

Looking at the messy bookshelves and books on the floor, Elder Jiang Yuan was also full of helplessness: "How about rearranging? Forget it...you should commit suicide!"

Elder Wei: "..."

...

Lingyun Jiange, in front of the huge portal, two figures are suspended in the air.

They were two old men who looked to be in their fifties.

On the left is a brocade-clothed jade belt, with a sharp sword aura in his brows, which seems to tear the world apart.

The one on the right has a round face, full of smiles, and kind.

The space in the sky is stable and the oppressive force is strong. Elder Lu Yun is in the imaginary realm and cannot fly, but the two of them are easily suspended in midair. Their strength is so strong that it can be called terrifying.

"Elder He, you have been comprehending here for more than thirty years, but can you comprehend the sword intent left by your ancestors?" The old man with a round face said with a smile.

"How can the ancestor's sword intent be so easy to contact..."

Elder He, who was dressed in brocade clothes and jade belt on the left, shook his head: "Watching here, I just want to use the sword intent of my ancestors to oppress my spirit and make my comprehension of sword skills more pure..."

"Yes, the talent of the ancestors is unmatched by anyone..."

The old man with a mellow complexion nodded, before he finished speaking, he was also stunned, and hurriedly raised his head to look at the giant sword in front of him.

Boom!

The huge long sword kept shaking, as if it would fly through the air at any time, and the gate of tens of thousands of meters was somewhat unbearable.

Pupils shrank.

This giant sword is the symbol of the entire Lingyun Jiange. Once it collapses, the other five sects will definitely die laughing.

"It's the sword intent... the sword intent left by the ancestors, it seems to have sensed something..."

Elder He also looked over and clenched his fist.

"What can the ancestor sword sense sense?"

The elder with a round face was stunned for a moment, looked again, and suddenly his body stiffened: "Oops..."

Crash!

At the end of the speech, the giant sword in front of him immediately seemed to have lost its support, and it could no longer bear it, and collapsed.

Naturally, such a large sword is not real, but is made of rocks, bricks and other accumulations. The reason why it can stand for thousands of years is precisely because it is maintained by the sword intent left by the ancestors!

At this moment, this sword intent is surging, and it will break out at any time, which means that the stone has no support, and it can't hold it.

Rumble!

The long sword collapsed, and the huge portal couldn't bear it. It collapsed, and countless broken stones fell to the ground one after another, smashing out one big hole after another.

The sword intent contained in it lost its shackles, and with a "swoosh!", it disappeared through the air and disappeared.

"In the end what happened……"

Looking at the ruins all over the ground and the smoke splashing from the ground, the two elders went crazy at the same time.

The majestic and majestic mountain gate that all disciples are proud of...is it ruined like this?

...

"Or not……"

After running through all the sword intents he had experienced in his mind, Zhang Xuan looked at the white awn that had never exceeded one meter, and was so depressed that he was about to explode.

My own disciple had only learned it for less than one night, and he was able to achieve a distance of 499 meters with only one move, and he... has been known as a swordsman genius since the Famed Master Continent, but here, he can't do it by one meter...

Shame, shame!

I felt depressed for a while, and felt that I didn't want to live anymore.

"So be it……"

His face was full of helplessness, just as he was about to withdraw the sword glow between his eyes, his eyes suddenly blurred, and something in reality shot into his mind, as if it would tear his spirit apart at any moment.

call!

At this moment, a golden book in the library flew out.

Slap!

The things that rushed over were printed in it at once.

"My Book of Heavenly Dao..."

It was dark in front of his eyes, but Zhang Xuan didn't faint.

This book was acquired by the order Xiao Xiaocai. It is the greatest reliance and trump card in the sky. In order to recover from the injury... I would rather go to the open tournament and drink a gourd bath water. I would not give up using it...

At this moment, he suddenly ran out to seal something...wasting it...

A burst of severe distress, almost stopped breathing.

Do you want to be so pitiful?

Originally, I thought, with Lingyun Jiange's psychic jade talisman, I would teach the suzerain, elders, etc. a good lesson. Without the Book of Heaven and Dao, if I dare to make such a fuss, I probably won't be able to live to see the sun tomorrow!

Although the Tongtian Jade Talisman can conceal the identity, but... this is a local area network, it should be very easy for the network administrator to check the ID!

"What the hell, wasting my baby..."

Gritting his teeth angrily, Zhang Xuan couldn't care less about continuing to test the length of the sword intent, and hastily withdrew the sword aura, and opened the Book of Heavenly Dao with a mental move.

I saw a pure sword intent in the book, wandering non-stop, like a goldfish, entering the fish tank.

"Just this thing?"

Zhang Xuan's heart ached even more.

After working for a long time, I didn't reach even one meter, which is enough to make my heart stuffy. I never thought that the biggest hole card was wasted on this, and I made such a broken thing...

"This sword intent is somewhat similar to the one contained in the giant sword in the mountain gate!"

Full of depression, I took a closer look and found that this thing had a feeling of deja vu.

Just as I was about to stretch my fingers over to feel it, I heard a rapid knock on the door.

"Little brother Zhang Xuan, are you alright?"

Turning his head to look, he saw that the door kept shaking, as if if he didn't go out again, Elder Lu Yun and Shan Xiaotian would rush in at any time.

"I'm fine..."

Seeing that they were so anxious, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to give up the desire to continue observing, and walked out.