Chapter 2700: The Fusion of All Thoughts

His mind and Taoism are indeed constantly being sharpened and growing rapidly.

Such an astonishingly terrifying intensity can also be endured by him.

And these countless sieges of spiritual consciousness, he can also deal with it.

It's just that with such a crazy consumption of soul power, his Soul Pill can't take it anymore.

Around, high in the sky, every moment, every minute and every second, there are spiritual consciousnesses turned into nothingness, and invisible swords are cancelled out.

Xiao Yi's soul power was continuously consumed at an astonishing speed.

When the invisible sword was neutralized or shattered, he had to condense a new one immediately.

Wannian Sword Intent has already inherited its own means or formed a formation.

Ten thousand invisible swords are all under his perfect control, and they are also used by him to the fullest, each with its own purpose.

Therefore, each one has its function and is a key.

Xiao Yi frowned, as long as his soul power has not been exhausted for a day and his soul pill has not been exhausted, these countless spiritual senses will never be able to break through his ten thousand thoughts sword intent protection.

This is the only thing he can still feel at ease now.

Xiao Yi frowned, scanning the countless battles around him.

Or that one after another spiritual consciousness, or an invisible sword.

After a while, Xiao Yi's brows tightened.

After ten minutes, Xiao Yi's brows loosened.

After half an hour, there was a little light in Xiao Yi's eyes.

"Wan Nian Jian Intent now carries all my martial arts, all my skills and all my means."

"Although the ten thousand swords are strong, I can separate out ten thousand thoughts to control them perfectly, but what if all these ten thousand thoughts are used to control only one sword? How much power can it carry?"

"Though Wanjian is strong, it's a mixed bag in the end, just like the fusion of martial arts, which is the path of martial arts in the future."

"What if I could fuse these invisible swords transformed by soul power?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "If I succeed,

This will be a faster way and means for me to integrate martial arts. "

Xiao Yi closed his eyes instantly.

Although he closed his eyes, he just controlled his mind more precisely and felt every battle here more accurately.

Every battle here, what happened, could not be concealed from his perception, even accurate to the number of encounters on each sword, the power trajectory that erupted from each other's collision.

"Huh? Close your eyes and wait to die?" Xia Chuan stared at Xiao Yi from a distance and sneered.

No one has discovered that the invisible sword that is ravaging the surrounding world is quietly undergoing an earth-shaking qualitative change.

No one has discovered that this terrifying young evildoer is growing at a terrifying speed.

Even if he was in such a dangerous situation, he was still able to keep his mind calm and enlightened.

Is this a state of mind where the sky is falling apart, or is it a character that is so indifferent that he doesn't even care about his own life?

Nobody knows.

After half an hour.

Xiao Yi still closed his eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Thousands of invisible swords around the world have disappeared, leaving only 9,000.

This change was immediately discovered by the spiritual senses who had experienced hundreds of battles in the past.

"Huh? The number of swords condensed with soul power is decreasing sharply." Tang Zhan said.

"This kid can't hold it anymore." Gu Lie smiled coldly.

However, no one noticed that the smile on the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth became more intense.

Another half an hour later.

There are only 8,000 invisible swords left.

"Sure enough." Xiao Yi thought secretly.

The invisible swords seem to have decreased sharply.

However, on the two thousand swords that disappeared, the martial arts and methods originally carried were all added to the remaining eight thousand swords.

His martial arts are being integrated in this different way.

If only one of these 8,000 swords is left in the end, then Xiao Yi at that time is the perfect fusion of all martial arts and skills.

Xiao Yi smiled inwardly.

The fusion of martial arts was originally a kind of martial arts enlightenment.

If we say that the normal enlightenment of warriors is to retreat and think, to perceive the world, to travel the world, and so on.

So, what Xiao Yi is doing now is to turn pure thinking and perception into 'materialization'. These invisible swords are the possibilities deduced in his mind.

Turn thinking and perception into the current way of 'fighting'.

Obviously, this way of 'fighting' is more direct.

The premise is that one's own mind and heart can withstand this ever-changing battle.

There are countless battles here and there, any second, any confrontation, can't be missed.

This is an extremely difficult test that is almost unimaginable for the martial artist's own talent, comprehension, perception, and so on.

Of course, Xiao Yi will never disappoint anyone, let alone himself.

Another half an hour later.

Around the world, there are only seven thousand invisible swords left.

This time, even if these spiritual senses are fools, they can find that something is wrong.

"Something's wrong, what's going on?"

"The sword of soul power is clearly decreasing sharply, which proves that this kid's soul power is no longer able to support it."

"But these swords of soul power are constantly decreasing, and their power is even greater." Tang Zhan's face was full of surprise.

Gu Lie and the others squinted, "It seems to be seven thousand, three thousand less than before, but the power is many times stronger than the previous ten thousand."

"It's the fusion of martial arts." Daiichi Xiao suddenly shouted.

"That kid is comprehending at the limit."

"Using this battlefield as a plate, countless swords of soul power and our countless spiritual senses are chess, deducing the possibility of fusion of his own martial arts and himself."

Yanfeng's eyes turned cold, "Dare to use us to sharpen it?"

Han Liang nodded slightly, "It is indeed a gift from heaven, but unfortunately, he can't hold it anymore."

Han Liang looked directly at Xiao Yi, and the soul pills in front of Xiao Yi had become more and more rare, and the speed of the soul pills flying out of the Qiankun Ring was far less than before.

Xiao Yi is here.

Xiao Yi was secretly surprised.

Such an amazing speed of martial arts fusion, he never dared to think about it before.

At this speed, maybe within half a day, he will be able to integrate all the martial arts.

But, at this time...

bang... bang... bang...

High in the sky, invisible swords were constantly blasted away.

But within a dozen breaths, hundreds of them were smashed to pieces.

"Huh? The power of these soul power swords has weakened?" Tang Zhan frowned.

"No, it's not that it's getting weaker, it's been getting stronger all the time, but this kid's soul power really can't support it this time."

"The sharp sword condensed by soul power is constantly lacking in power."

"Suffered." Xiao Yi suddenly said that something was wrong.

He still underestimated the consumption speed of Soul Pill, and the Soul Pill floating in front of him had already been exhausted.

And in the Qiankun ring, there are only a few dozen or less.

The soul power that he exploded, without enough soul core support, has become more and more thin.

bang... bang... bang...

The number of invisible swords around heaven and earth is getting smaller and smaller. It is not diligent, but it is constantly broken.

"Everything is over here." Gu Lie sneered, "Shoot."

Boom... Tang Zhan threw a punch.

The former first-line master of the Asura Hall's defense line, although his body no longer exists, only his spiritual consciousness remains, but he can also convert the power of spiritual consciousness into normal power and blast out the terrifying physical training martial arts of the Asura Hall.

With one punch, the ground shattered in a few days.

The sword blizzard that trapped Xia Chuan and the sixty invisible swords that trapped Han Liang were instantly smashed into powder.

"Pfft." Xiao Yi spit back a mouthful of blood, "Not good."

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