Chapter 4888? Floating Cloud Grass Sword Style? (Part 1)

Therefore, Jian Wushuang's question is equivalent to asking in vain, even the three Yanxian Jianxiu bowed their heads in embarrassment.

And this result is roughly the same as what he guessed. If there is a sword cultivator who has realized his own swordsmanship, it would be really surprising.

"Since there are none, it means that they still have strong plasticity, which is not a bad thing." Jian Wushuang then said, "How many of you are majoring in swords?"

All the sword cultivators looked at each other in dismay, and just like the previous few times, no one stood up.

Nearly 3,000 sword cultivators, in the final analysis, are still majoring in Yanli, giving birth to immortal sources, and becoming immortals is their ultimate goal.

Compared to the illusory Sword Immortal, becoming a Yanxian is much more reliable.

As Jian Wushuang said before, taking the sword as the way is too illusory. Even if there is a top cultivator insisting on it, he will eventually give up because of various results.

The journey of cultivating swordsmanship is not achieved overnight. It is not a very clear goal. It can only be clear on the road of continuous progress.

Even if there are thousands of the most precious true swords in this great universe, they are all just a medium, a medium for Yanxian to increase the damage of his own moves to the extreme.

And these sword cultivators also became sword cultivators for this reason.

In simple and popular terms, they cultivate swords, in fact, to serve the Dao of Yanli.

At this time, among the three sword cultivators Yanxian, one faced the veteran Yanxian and said, "Jian Tianguan, if you look at it by your standards, I'm afraid that I'm just a scumbag. For the real swordsmanship , I am afraid that I will not be able to comprehend the Tao after waiting for the extreme poverty all my life."

"But now that Jian Tianguan has appeared, I can wait to see the real swordsmanship. I am very emotional. I only hope that Jian Tianguan can give me some subtle insights, so that we can find the right way."

After he finished speaking, facing Jian Wushuang, he solemnly saluted, and then more than 3,000 sword cultivators also saluted at the same time.

The journey of cultivating swords is too illusory, and they are able to persevere to this day, which is quite a remarkable thing.

After Jian Wushuang heard these words, he didn't say more, and released the power of his hands into a breeze to hold them all up.

"I've done everything you said."

All the swordsmen were extremely excited at this moment,

"Xie Jian Tianguan!"

Being able to annihilate a rank-3 Great Evolution Immortal with a pure sword without a trace of power has been deeply imprinted in their minds.

It turned out that the real kendo is such a power.

In fact, since standing on this Fang Lun Kendo Field, Jian Wushuang has already planned to create a kendo that they can control for these top cultivators who insist on practicing swordsmanship.

After holding up all the swordsmen in the dojo, he stood quietly in the center of the dojo, as if waiting for something.

The dojo was extremely silent, and no top cultivator spoke, and all looked at Jian Wushuang expectantly.

Time passed, and Jian Wushuang was a little puzzled at this moment. Xu Jin, who was invited by him to pick a weed, should have returned long ago. He hasn't come back yet. Did he encounter something? Unexpectedly?

Just when he was wondering, an extremely strong and thick streamer swept from the horizon, full of majestic momentum.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sensed a bit of a bad taste in the visitor.

The next moment, that strong and thick streamer suddenly appeared!

"Boom!"

The entire dojo was shocked.

The visitor was a sturdy bald man with a ferocious face. He had a naked chest and only a large animal skin was tied around his waist. The whole body looked extremely wild and full of oppression.

In his left hand, Xu Jin, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was about to faint.

Seeing this scene, Chen Qing outside the dojo secretly scolded and went up to smash the troublemaker to the ground.

But Di Qing then pulled him back, "Don't go now, Wushuang can solve it."

When Chen Qing heard the words, he no longer reluctantly, just stared at the bald man with a pair of bull's eyes, ready to fight at any time.

Before Jian Wushuang could speak, the bald man who was carrying Xu Jin said loudly, "Who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling, who is the guy who killed Chang Duoling..."

After several bursts of explosions, Jian Wushuang's eardrums were buzzing a little.

His face gradually became unpleasant, "It's me."

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then looked up and down at Jian Wushuang, as if he didn't believe him at all, "Just you? Can you kill Chang Duoling with just a single peak of Yanxian?"

"Why, do you want to try?" Jian Wushuang's voice gradually became colder.

When the bald man heard the words, he grinned, "Of course, I am here today to try your depth!"

Looking at the manic big man in front of him, Jian Wushuang was clearly in a lack of interest, "I don't have time now, you stand aside first, maybe after I finish the course, maybe I will have a few tricks with you."

"I'm not reliant on this seat, I'm going to compete with you now!" he said impatiently.

The sword has no double-sided color, and suddenly took a step, and a million strands of flowing sword intent shot straight into the sky, causing great changes in the world!

"I repeat, if you dare to mess around again, don't blame me for throwing you out!"

Looking at the majestic sword intent rushing towards Xiao Han, the bald man subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Okay, I'll wait for you for a moment..."

Reducing his sword intent, Jian Wushuang said angrily, "Also, let him go, now he is my disciple."

The bald man immediately threw Xu Jin aside.

After wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Xu Jin got up with difficulty, and then came to Jian Wushuang with vain steps.

Then, trembling, he took out a weed with sharp blades from his arms, and forced a smile, "Jian Tianguan, I brought the grass, but luckily it didn't break."

Reaching out to take the weed, Jian Wushuang asked, "Did he hit?"

A look of embarrassment and sadness flashed in Xu Jin's eyes, and nodded.

Jian Wushuang was not talking, he waved his hand and released a breeze to carry him to the edge of the dojo before he started to do the next thing.

Looking at the horse chestnut weed in his hand, Jian Wushuang casually folded a leaf and placed it in his hand.

"Next, I'm going to teach you the sword intent from the simple to the complex. This sword intent was realized by me temporarily. For you, it should be a brand new starting point."

"This sword intent, there are a total of nine swordsmanship, step by step. Although each swordsmanship seems to be unrelated, they complement each other. It is also the same as the truth from the shallow to the deep, from the simple to the complex."

Jian Wu held the blade of grass in his hands and pointed to the sky of Yunjuan Yunshu.

"For now, let's call it the Flowing Cloud Grass Sword."

Four simple big characters can completely summarize the nine sword meanings. I am afraid that even the current Jian Wushuang will not know how terrifying and far-reaching the impact of the Floating Cloud Grass Sword he created will be in the future. .

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