Chapter 520 Sure Enough
When this silver-white sword light was cut out, the entire black void seemed to be divided into two halves.
It also made Ruoshui and the others watching the battle nearby completely hold their breath.
——The instant dragon sword! Thunder Dragon Sword! Yanlong Haojian!
Zong Shou almost didn't think about the several real dragon sword styles, so he superimposed them one by one.
And when the dragon shadow collided with the two serpentine sword lights, there was another sharp sound of 'ding'.
First, chop up all the spiral sword lights. With another swing of the sword, the snake sword in Yuan Wushang's left hand immediately snapped off!
It was cut into two pieces by this platinum sword shadow!
Yuan Wushang also changed color suddenly, his eyes were full of bewilderment, as if he still couldn't believe it. The opponent in front of him was also able to achieve the unity of spirit and martial arts, until in Zong Shou's hands, another sword light rose, as if turning into a seven-clawed dragon. Only then did Yuan Wushang wake up with a startle, and joined hands with him. Throw away the broken sword, and only use a single sword to meet the enemy.
But at this moment in the void further away, Ling Xueyun was completely speechless. With a dazed expression, he almost couldn't even maintain the Bayeux Spirit Artifact under his feet.
It wasn't until Xu Zhengyuan next to him frowned and asked inexplicably that he woke up.
"Senior Ling, what is the situation in the battle over there? The sword that was originally Wushang just now seems to be broken? It seems that my lord has the upper hand?"
He could only vaguely see an outline of the situation over there, not clear.
I only know that when Yuan Wushang's sword came out just now, his aura increased several times in an instant.
It also made his heartbeat almost stop. But just a moment later, the snake sword was shattered, making people unable to believe their eyes.
Ling Xueyun was still fascinated, and after a while, she smiled bitterly.
"You read that right, it's true! Your lord also masters the unity of spirit and martial arts. His swordsmanship is better than Yuan Wushang's, and now the gap in strength has been wiped out. In this battle, you Your Majesty, seems to be able to win?"
The last sentence uttered made Xueyun's heart still full of hesitation and uncertainty.
Just because in front of him, this situation is really too unimaginable.
Yuan Wushang, the leader of the Six Absolute Swords of the Cloud Realm, seems to be about to lose like this?
In the void, there were several sword strikes again. But every time the sword collided, Yuan Wushang would always turn pale and retreat violently.
There will always be a few more scars on the body, there are reasons why the physical body cannot bear the 'spirit' level sword intent, and a few times, it is injured by Zong Shou's sword light.
Several times, it was almost fatal, cutting into the vital point. And the more intense the battle, the more surprise Yuan Wushang's eyes became. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and spoke again.
"How is it possible? Zong Shou, how can your level of integration of spirit and martial arts be higher than mine? Thirty percent, how could it be thirty percent?"
When the sound came out, Ye Feishuang on the huge ship was once again taken aback.
He only knew that Zong Shou at this time was occupying a completely overwhelming advantage, almost crushing, oppressing Yuan Wushang.
The reason why the unity of spirit and martial arts can be achieved as early as possible is because of the degree of compatibility between the soul power and the inner breath. As for the improvement of combat power, it is incidental.
Only when one is in the fairyland, or in the divine realm, can the two be integrated into one. Then in one's life, it is difficult to achieve more than 60% fit. Unless there is a great opportunity and great perseverance, it is absolutely impossible to aspire to the final ultimate realm.
But a 30% fit? How can this be? That guy is only at the seventh level up to now.
Could it be that this guy, as early as the second and third ranks, was able to achieve the unity of spirit and martial arts, how is it possible?
However, Zong Shou's mind was silent, and he had always maintained no thought or thought when he slashed out with the sword. In his mind, he was only constantly calculating and deducing the sword paths of both sides. Only in this way can we better combine the soul power and true power into one!
But at this time, hearing the words, there was a wave of turmoil in my heart. can clearly perceive. The fit between his inner breath and soul consciousness is indeed far superior to Yuan Wushang!
At least 30% are extremely close. Cooperating with the soul of the sword intent, the power of each of his swords can be almost three times that of the ninth-order peak!
But why? Could it be that he had realized something in a faint way before, but Zong Shou didn't think about it. With his imposing manner, he climbed to the extreme. The nine-headed real dragon behind him also roared again!
Platinum Dragon Sword!
Instant Dragon Sword!
Thunder Dragon Sword!
Yanlong Haojian!
Extremely Cold Chi Sword!
When the sword light was cut out, the dragon shadow manifested on Zong Shou's sword had seven claws!
The fifth type of true dragon sword intent is superimposed, making the sword light and dragon shape more and more solid and lifelike.
"Break!"
Moments later, there was a loud bang, shaking the eardrums, extremely sharp, far better than all previous clashes of swords.
Yuan Wushang retreated in response, and the last snake sword in his hand was cut off by Qi Gen. He was in a terrible state of embarrassment, and his eyes showed a look of bewilderment and bewilderment.
In Zong Shou's eyes, there was also a slight flicker of brilliance. The next sword is ready to win!
With one thought, the nine real dragons behind him disappeared completely. With a swing of the sword, the already dark void seemed to be a little darker.
Completely cover the five senses of the surrounding people. Only Zong Shou can find out that the black spot on the tip of his sword that can devour everything is the Yuan Yi Black Sword!
When the sword came out, Zong Shou already felt the difference. The black hole dharma form was not only absorbing his soul power, but also frantically extracting all the true power of Yin attributes in his body.
This time, the black hole is expanding crazily!
The power of this sword is also several times that of the previous Yuan Yi Black Sword!
Yuan Wushang was also suffering from palpitations, and his consciousness was almost sluggish. Until the spiritual consciousness is twisted and sucked away, and when it can no longer sense the surrounding situation, it finally reacts.
He was extremely excited when he saw this swordsmanship that could devour heaven and earth. But at this time, I just feel powerless!
Gritting his teeth suddenly, Yuan Wushang suddenly threw something. With a volley, it turned into a silver shield with a radius of ten feet, and placed it in front of him.
When the sword and shield collided, there was no sound, and Yuan Wushang couldn't perceive it at all. It wasn't until the darkness dissipated that the spiritual sense unfolded again.
Then he felt that the magic weapon of the silver shield, which was as high as five ranks, was already dim in luster, and it was thrown far away to one side.
On the opposite side, Zong Shou's next sword slashed down again. This sword, however, is dazzling white, and it also illuminates this disordered void into a blazing white!
It was Yuan Yibai Sword!
Yuan Wushang let out a muffled groan, trying to suppress the despair rising in his heart. As soon as he flicked his big sleeves, dozens of magical talismans were spread in front of him, and they were drawn away one by one. It turned into a series of protective spirit methods, layered together.
There were two more eighth-order spirit swords in his hands, and densely packed sword lights spread in front of him, layer by layer, setting off countless spiritual explosions, as if there was no end to it.
Canopy!
After a short while, the blazing white sword light finally cut to the ground. However, the momentum was like a broken bamboo, so he shattered the numerous spiritual methods one by one!
Then the heavy sword light also disintegrated in an instant. In the end, a bloody light surged up, and was instantly evaporated by the fiery brilliance!
When that glaring white glow finally faded away. Ye Feishuang breathed a sigh of relief, his whole body was completely exhausted, and he was so soft that he fell on the board of the boat. His expression was in a trance, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
And Ling Xueyun in the distance also let out a soft sigh. I don't know whether they are admiring Zong Shou's unparalleled swordsmanship, or regretting Yuan Wushang's disastrous defeat!
Wherever he looked, he could see that the small half of Wushang's body had been completely cut off by Zong Shou's sword. Most of the rest were also burnt. But under the protection of a spiritual light, he fled to the distance.
The breath is dark, the injury is obviously extremely serious, and the distance from the death is not too far away.
But when that light is about to fade away. The original innocent laughter suddenly sounded again.
"—Understood, haha! So that's it! Zongshou your avenue is boundless light and endless darkness! A month ago, Feixue Tianzhao was born because of you! It really is the source that even Buddhists want to pursue Dao, Yuan Wushang has learned the lesson! I have won hundreds of battles in my life, but now I am finally defeated by you! You, Zongshou, are more suitable to be my sword-sharpening stone than that desperate one! In this life, Yuan Wushang would never imagine lonely--"
The voice came from afar, as if it was spoken in the ear. Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, then snorted softly. Suddenly, he also took out an eighth-level spirit sword, and after concentrating his real power and spiritual energy, he threw it out suddenly, shuttled through the void, and stabbed along the sound.
Sure enough, the next moment, the voice stopped abruptly. As for Yuan Wushang, whether he is dead or not, I don't know.
All the soul power in his body had been consumed. Although there is a panacea to recover, it is not urgent. He didn't intend to stay any longer, and with a flick of his sleeve, he recruited the magic weapon of the spiritual shield in the distance into his hands. Then it tore apart the void again and returned to the cloud realm.
As soon as he stepped back, he felt an abnormal emptiness in his body. But the tense nerves finally relaxed.
The thrill of this battle far surpassed the sword fight with despair. The pressure Yuan Wushang put on him was beyond despair. Both swordsmanship and cultivation are above the latter.
If it weren't for the critical moment, the spirit and martial arts were integrated. And inexplicably, it reached a 30% fit.
He has no chance of winning this battle!
Although Yuan Wushang retreated, Zong Shou's fighting spirit was still surging and could not stop. Looking into the distance, I only felt a burst of space fluctuations. An old man in his seventies, driving a Bayeux magic weapon, and carrying Xu Zhengyuan, pierced through the void.
Zong Shou's gaze also narrowed slightly, and he walked over. Even though it was a hundred miles away, his pace was not too fast or slow. But what he pointed at with his sword intent, the old man could only frown, not daring to make a slight move.
It seemed that he was unwilling to resist, and stood quietly in the air.
In less than half a moment, Zong Shou had already arrived in front of the two of them. But first, he passed the ninth-level Lingwu Venerable expert, and asked Xu Zhengyuan directly: "Master Xu, who is this person? Why is he here?"
Xu Zhengyuan smiled, and was not in a hurry to answer, but first glanced up and down at Zong Shou.
He already knew it! As early as this young man was still the son of the world, he already knew that this future Qiantian Demon King would definitely be able to dominate the cloud world.
Now, as expected!