Chapter 1296 The Next One Is You!

Void Island was silenced.

The only thing that echoed in everyone's ears was the sarcasm that Xu Xiaoshou spat out after piercing the thoughts of the false and false Saint Emperor with a sword.

His combos were so smooth, Hongmei Sanliu Luoyingjie's use seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in his mind.

As soon as the Wanze Holy Emperor was defeated, he followed up with a move.

There is no escape, no avoidance.

On the huge void island, under the gaze of Xu Xiaoshou, there was not even an inch of room for the Holy Emperor to stay.

"He is obviously so out of tune..." Someone murmured in a trembling voice.

Yes, Xu Xiaoshou is so out of tune!

When he shrinks, he shrinks even more than a turtle, for fear of attracting even a small amount of attention from others.

But when he did it, he was even more flamboyant and extravagant. Even the word "grandstanding" is not enough to describe it.

One move after another, one sword after another.

Killing people is heart-breaking, and every word is bloody.

Xu Xiaoshou used his sharp tongue to the extreme. He could say some things naturally that would make onlookers feel ashamed.

But it was such an out-of-touch person who suddenly defeated the Holy Emperor of Arrogance!

If it were said that the Dragon Fusion Realm detonated in the air before, blowing the Holy Emperor into a bloody man, but because it was too far away, everyone only felt it was ridiculous and the feeling was not very real.

So when the screen of the spiritual mirror showed the face of the Holy Emperor Wangze, which was transformed from a lake to a solid state and finally transformed into a twisted grimace, everyone was also silenced.

One punch, one punch, another punch...

From the Palace of Sin, to the Fallen Abyss, to the Blood Realm, Xu Xiaoshou successively beat up Fei Yan Colorless, Tao Qiongtian, and Wan Zesheng Emperor.

Is this really a rebellious picture of the following criminals that can be seen in an era when the world is talking down the younger generation and the top ten are still the mainstream?

Fantasy shattered reality with one punch...

When I wake up from a sweet dream, everything becomes true...

Such an outrageous feeling is what the voiceless people are thinking at the moment - they cannot accept it, but they have to accept it.

Outside the Miracle Forest, on the secluded winding path.

Mei Jiren has regained some energy and energy under a pill given by Bazunzhen, who has been a doctor for a long time.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

Xu Xiaoshou's punches and blasting realms were all looked down upon by Mei's people.

Essentially speaking, those powers are not Xu Xiaoshou's own. He is just a container that combines the power of the four holy emperors and a medium to vent the power of the four holy emperors.

When playing four against one, it is normal to win, but it is strange to lose.

What really shocked Mei Jiren was the mental sword technique that Xu Xiaoshou performed on the spot after one punch in order to control and silence the Holy Emperor's thoughts of fleeing.

"Everything is demonic..."

"Is this really the devil behind his eyes?"

Bazun knew that the blind man could not see and could only feel the distant power, but Meiji saw it clearly and was completely shocked.

As we all know, the image of the Heart Sword Technique cannot be changed!

Xu Xiaoshou's image has also been seen by Meiji. It is very strong and is the image of the sword god Gu Lou Ying.

Regardless of the strength of his current realm, as long as his image quality is high or low, he can almost beat 90% of the ancient sword cultivators in the world.

But just like this, the image was changed in the previous sword!

Mei Jiren quickly looked at the eight masters beside him, and after describing the battle process in a short story, he asked:

"From the black sky, the silver moon, the lonely building, the back..."

"It turned into a violent giant with two blackened arms and two blackened arms..."

"This is clearly the Heart Sword Art Image Tianjie! Did you teach him?"

Mei Jiren finished speaking seriously, but there was still disbelief in her eyes.

He knew that Ba Zunzhen didn't have the time to teach Xu Xiaoshou the sword, otherwise it wouldn't be his own turn to take advantage.

Let’s not worry about whether Ba Zunzhen has time...

Even if he wants to teach, ancient sword cultivators in this world must be talented enough to learn it, right?

Don’t you see that I am laughing at Kongtong in Shenyue Immortal City? I am the only disciple of the Eight Masters, one of the new generation of quasi-Seven Sword Immortals, and it goes without saying that I am talented in swordsmanship.

He doesn't know how to do this either!

Xu Xiaoshou, got it?

When, where and how was it acquired?

Mei Jiren has too many questions in his mind. If he can get the answer, he can promote this method and spread it all over the world, benefiting sword cultivators.

By then, the new era of ancient sword cultivation can come again!

At that time, the Heart Sword Technique will definitely lead the trend of ancient sword techniques and become the first of the nine sword techniques!

Expecting this, how could Mei Jiren, who "likes to be a teacher", be able to conceal her excitement?

"Now there are gods and Buddhas, heaven's solution?"

The Eight Masters on one side frowned and expressed their disdain for Mr. Jiren’s statement, saying:

"You are talking about changing from the image of the Sword God Gu Lou Ying to the image of the Four Little Saint Emperors?"

"How can such a downgrade be regarded as a natural solution? It should be said that the Heart Sword Technique has 'self-obstructed', right?"

"Has Xu Xiaoshou been weakened by you?"

Ba Zunzhen's expression immediately became a little more suspicious.

He still has some confidence in Xu Xiaoshou's talent: he can indeed bear the word "can".

Therefore, he had no confidence that Xu Xiaoshou, whose swordsmanship reversed Heaven's solution, could still control the Holy Emperor.

"No!"

Meiji was so anxious that she almost knocked the folding fan on Bazunzhen's forehead, hating that iron could not make steel:

"You should be able to tell that Xu Xiaoshou has mastered the image of Gulou Ying."

"But before that, he only used the description of the Sword God legend to restore it, and he was still in the imitation stage."

"But the four little ones... Bah, the image of the four great saint emperors, he is above them, with extraordinary spirit, as if he has entered the hall, and the appearance of the great success of the heart sword technique."

"If there is no lofty spirit in your chest, how can you look down on the world?"

"You said this yourself, dare you say that Xu Xiaoshou's style is not taught by you?"

Mei Jiren said closer, frowned, and laughed: "Tell me, if the image of the heart sword technique can be passed down, it will be a great thing for the ancient sword cultivators in the world. It's a waste if you don't say it."

Eight Zun'an looked strange and wanted to pull his arm out of the old man's arms, but he was held by a huge force and couldn't pull it out.

He sighed helplessly and said:

"If you can learn... well, let me think... I should say this..."

"If it can be passed on, I definitely want to pass it on to you... well, it doesn't seem right?"

Mei Jiren's eyes flashed with coldness, and he almost hit someone.

He shook off the brat's arm, puffed his beard and glared, saying: "Ancient Sword Cultivator, why beat around the bush?"

"That's great!"

Ba Zun'an almost clapped his hands, and said immediately:

"If you can become talented, Xiao Kongtong would have spread this method in Canyue Immortal City long ago."

"It's a pity that even he can't do it, let alone other useless... talents?"

"Of course, this doesn't include you."

After a pause, Ba Zun'an said again:

"As for Xu Xiaoshou, my "master-disciple" relationship with him is only half a volume. Ten-section sword finger, and the "Sword Viewing Classic" passed down by Xiao Kongtong. "

"This is actually not even the title of 'master and apprentice', and there is no more teaching and learning."

"Maybe he got some inspiration from the "Sword Viewing Classic"? "

"Maybe he had a new understanding after seeing your famous sword Tianjie just now."

"Or maybe, the help of the four holy emperors has pushed his "momentum" to a new peak. "

Bazun An took a deep breath, as if he was a little tired of talking.

"The heart sword technique cultivates the heart, the mind, and the momentum."

"The opportunity has come. It is not what I taught, and you can also comprehend the imagery Tianjie by yourself. There is nothing to say."

Xu Xiaoshou has such a talent?

Mei Jiren has a little doubt about this.

This is not that he underestimates Xu Xiaoshou. It is really that Ba Zun An has set a good example. Even if the later ones flatter him, they still feel inferior to Ba Zun An, unless they surpass him in all aspects.

But who has the confidence to surpass Ba Zun An?

Mei Jiren still had some confidence in his students, so he didn't ask such doubts.

He turned to another question in time, with a strange combination of asking questions without shame and asking for advice:

"The Heart Sword Technique cultivates the heart and mind, I can understand, but cultivating momentum..."

"Are you wrong?"

Mei Jiren raised his eyes secretly and asked this question carefully, as if he was back in his childhood:

"Those who cultivate 'momentum' are the Ten Thousand Sword Techniques, led by the Feng family and ending with the wrath of the Great Red God!"

"How can the Heart Sword Technique be related to 'momentum'?"

When Ba Zunan heard the voice, he opened his lips, but swallowed the words in his stomach.

"Are you going to tell me or not!" Mei Jiren's expression became serious.

"Alas." Ba Zun'an sighed and asked:

"How can swordsmanship be divided?"

"The sword out of the sheath represents evil, and the sword back into the sheath represents courtesy, but there is only one sword, how can evil and courtesy coexist?"

"There are nine swordsmanship, eighteen sword styles, and three realms of love sword. After practicing for a long time, one can become a god... But her Rao's second-level forgetful sword can withstand your sword of Prajna?"

"Is it that Shanhai Ping's defense is not enough, or is your sword too strong?"

"Neither!"

Bazun'an spoke loudly, and he was not stingy with words when he said this, and he was not stingy with words, and he was not stingy with giving an explanation:

"It's just because her Rao's sword cultivation has become a demon, while the Sword God has perfected the eight swordsmanship, using this as the main, and the love sword as the auxiliary, using the power of the mortal world to hold Open the mysterious and become a god. "

"She is naive, directly focusing on the sword of love, building a towering building in the sky, but it is just a show of vanity, strong on the outside but weak on the inside."

"Now she has awakened and started to focus on other swordsmanship. Why do you keep getting worse and worse and get stuck in a dead end?"

Mei Jiren's face turned red, but he felt that there was a little more clarity in front of him, and hurriedly said: "You continue to scold."

Ba Zun'an choked for a while, doubting that there was no basis for sarcasm, but he didn't want to say more, just said:

"The force of the sword is ten thousand, and the force of the sword is the heart. This force is not that force, and this force is also that force...Okay, you figure it out yourself!"

Mei Jiren held the folding fan, and his whole body was shocked, as if he had been enlightened.

After recovering from his shock, Ba Zun'an had gone far away, leaving only a distant shadow.

Mei Jiren hurriedly caught up.

"Can you explain it more clearly?"

"Well, I will tell you what I felt just now, and you can listen to it."

"The most powerful swordsman is Ling..."

"Mr. Jiren!" Ba Zun'an was overwhelmed, and couldn't help but stop and look back, spreading his hands and said, "Look, is it time to discuss the Dao now?"

Looking along his finger, Mei Jiren saw the battlefield of the blood world and woke up suddenly.

This damn Xu Xiaoshou is really a bummer!

"Haha, what you said is true, but this trip is lonely, you and I might as well discuss it again... but it will only take a little more words!"

"How about I compensate you for the time you owe later?"

"If you have anything, I will be there at your beck and call!"

Mei Jiren patted his chest with a folding fan to promise, hehe.

Is this a question of time or humanity...Facing Mei Jiren's burning gaze, Ba Zun'an finally gave in:

"Okay."

He walked side by side with Mei Jiren, discussing the Dao as they walked.

How many years have passed?

Ba Zun'an hasn't discussed the Dao with others like this for a long time.

The last time he talked about swords so intensely was when he was walking at the foot of Kongtong Mountain, when he met a formless body and was asked to capture a disciple.

What happened afterwards was unbearable to look back on.

Mortals are too troublesome after all, and the questions they ask are all repeated.

Ba Zun'an went from knowing everything to being patient and finally understanding silence.

He has experienced too much!

Repeating to others why one plus one equals two, why one plus two equals three is just torture for him.

But these people always ask, and they are still puzzled after they are answered, and they still ask why after they are given answers.

Ba Zun'an cannot redefine some questions that have already been defined at the bottom level, and he cannot understand the thinking structure of these people.

He turned his insights into a simple sentence, pointed at the sword, and let people understand.

He could no longer keep silent, but was praised as a god and told some condescending and sarcastic remarks.

Until the end...

Some people gave him jade and gems to get a solution;

Some people even used swords to force others to seek a way.

But if all things and people in this world should be fulfilled, then what time does he, the Eight Lords, have for himself?

While talking and laughing, he was already a fairy in heaven.

Half a poem, half a wine, half a sword, gods, demons, monsters and ghosts have learned for thousands of years.

What a pity...

The world worships him, but no one understands him.

…

The blood realm is not the blood realm, and the wind belt is not the wind belt.

It is completely different from the two people who can still talk about the Tao outside the Miracle Forest.

This side has been beaten to one of the nine broken Jedi. The only winner, Xu Xiaoshou, grabbed four swords, looked up to the sky and roared, with a strong heart.

He crushed the Holy Emperor!

He even stabbed the evil sword into the opponent's regret!

The outcome of this battle has been decided. Even if he borrowed external forces, Rao Wangze is still bullying the weak with his big.

In this way, everyone is evenly matched, but I won this battle.

Cool!

Among those who are not sword cultivators, four swords are like possessed by demons. Xu Xiaoshou can imagine the tragic end of Rao Wangze.

But he has not lost all his reason. After all, he has had the previous experience of Yu Ling... Oh, the water ghost being stabbed by the sword and being rescued in seconds.

So as to be safe, Xu Xiaoshou chose to believe in Rao Wangze's Taoism.

"Rao Wangze, do you have any last words to say?"

Facing the black evil thoughts in front of him, Xu Xiaoshou was on guard and asked tentatively.

Chi Chi Chi...

The evil spirit splashed one after another, and the Saint Emperor Wangze seemed unable to get rid of it.

Or, he could see that even if he got out, he would not be Xu Xiaoshou's opponent at this moment.

Being caught again and again is more shameful than being defeated in one day.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor Wangze made his final decision:

"Dao! Qiong! Cang!"

The high-pitched holy voice echoed throughout the venue.

Although he didn't say anything, after drinking it, Rao Wangze had chosen to ignite his remaining Holy Emperor thoughts.

Outside the ruins of the Sin Palace, Dao Qiongcang frowned, clearly intending to stay out of the matter.

But he had to obey the last roar of the Holy Emperor Wangze:

Sacrifice the power of the Holy Emperor, transform it into the ultimate energy, manipulate it with the Heavenly Secret Technique to integrate it into the Simu Formation, and seal the Void Island again.

This game should be over!

When returning to the Holy Divine Continent, Xu Xiaoshou has already entered the eyes of the Holy Emperor, and his life and death can no longer be guaranteed by outsiders.

"Alas."

Dao Qiongcang sighed, and finally picked up the Heavenly Secret Si Nan, intending to join the game.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't give him a chance!

He had been on guard for a long time, and when he heard the sound, he roared, and the green chains wrapped around him rushed out wildly.

"Trap me!"

Beside the White Tiger Gate, the Frost Weasel made a sharp and piercing sound, and the majestic power of the Holy Emperor's suppression was transmitted into Xu Xiaoshou's body through the Four God Pillars.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

This time, there was no sound of Taoism, no explanation.

Xu Xiaoshou's body burst open, and turned into an illusory blue prison, covering the sky and the field.

The chains of order shot out from all directions, piercing into the body of the Holy Emperor Wangze who was trying to sacrifice himself, and then tied him up into a chain dumpling.

"Suppress!"

With a few rumbling sounds, the blue chain pulled back, pulling the remnant of the Holy Emperor into the depths of the dark prison.

Xu Xiaoshou's body returned to the form of a violent giant.

What everyone saw was that the remnant of the Holy Emperor followed into Xu Xiaoshou's sea of ​​qi, and then through the power of the Four God Pillars, it was transmitted back into the body of the Frost Weasel.

"Gurgle~"

It was visible to the naked eye that the Frost Weasel that covered the sky and the sun swallowed something.

And the remnant breath of the Holy Emperor Wangze completely disappeared on this empty island.

"Eat, eaten?"

Countless people were terrified.

If the Saint Emperor Wangze was killed, the ending would be good at the moment.

But being imprisoned in this mysterious blue prison...

Can the other party exert some influence on the Saint Emperor Wangze's body through this Saint Emperor's residual thoughts?

It's terrifying to think about it!

The battle on Void Island ended with Xu Xiaoshou's victory and the Saint Emperor was detained?

Not really!

After taking down Saint Emperor Wangze, Xu Xiaoshou grinned like a mad dog with bloodshot eyes, and turned his head to glance at the First Sin Palace:

"Very good, Rao Wangze said, the next one is you..."

"Dao Qiongcang!"