Chapter 1505: Fifty-Four Killings Have No Solution, One Thought of Prajna Changes to Compromise

Chapter 1509 Chapter 1505 Fifty-four killings are never solved, a single thought of Prajna is enough to change

"Ancient sword step?"

Dao Qiongcang frowned.

Rarely does this happen: his knowledge blind spot is touched!

Even after leaving the Taoist Mirror, Dao Qiongcang still maintains the Tianji Technique at this moment, transmitting the battle scenes in the Half Moon Bay Mirror in real time, watching them while walking, and learning tirelessly.

He firmly believes that talent is important, but so is hard work.

As long as he doesn't give up, one day he will be able to break through the innate sword intention and achieve the achievement of Sword Sect.

Even one day - maybe ten generations later, maybe twenty generations later, as long as he lives long, he can also be known as the "Seven Swordsman".

The Heavenly Sword Immortal Dao is in the sky!

He has already thought about the title, which sounds much more interesting than "the mysterious sky." It is full of beautiful contrasts.

But at this moment, Liu Fuyu's gesture and the sound of drunkenness in the wind made him confused.

Dao Qiongcang tugged on the sleeves of Ba Zunzun: "What is the ancient sword step?"

Although there is a real Seven Sword Immortal Gou Wuyue beside him, Dao Qiongcang subconsciously consults the Eight Masters on all questions related to ancient swordsmanship.

Gou Wuyue can ask at any time.

It's all put together. If I don't squeeze out the eight masters, I'm so sorry for this encounter!

Ba Zunzhen was no longer watching the battle. He couldn't understand Xu Xiaoshou's expression. When he heard the sound, he couldn't help but tilt his head and caught a glimpse of the battlefield scene in Dao Qiongcang's hand. He said slightly surprised:

"Ancient sword step?"

"It's 'fifty-four sword moves', right? One kill with one sword, then another kill with another sword... By analogy, the total is one thousand four hundred and eighty-five swords."

More than a thousand swords?

Dao Qiongcang counted with his fingers, "There are so many?"

"It would be good if she can get ten kills." Gou Wuyue has been paying attention to the battle situation and couldn't help but participate in the discussion. After all, he also knows a little about this, "Sword Steps fifty-four kills, one kill is more difficult than the next. Without special training, Gu Jianxiu's body would be fragile and unable to withstand the backlash."

"Not bad." Bazun nodded knowingly:

"In ancient times, it was not only swordsmanship, sword style, kendo, but also swordsmanship. You can understand this as spiritual skills."

"But the requirements for swordsmanship are more stringent. The prerequisite is to master a certain amount of swordsmanship and swordsmanship. These requirements are clear, otherwise you will not be able to perform them."

"The ancient swordsmanship training system can still be passed down. The most superior swordsmanship in ancient times, such as the fifty-four sword moves, have been lost because they are too difficult..."

"Don't go too far. Do you know how to kill fifty-four times with sword steps?" Dao Qiongcang interrupted. He didn't want to hear the same old story.

"Young Lao seems to know how to do it. I remember that he has been to Jianlou...?" Bazun thought for a while and couldn't think much about it.

"What I'm asking is, do you know how to do this? Not Yu Tu!" Dao Qiongcang said in a serious tone.

Ba Zunxun stared at the battlefield scene, shook his head, and nodded again, "I didn't do it before."

Not before?

What happens next?

Okay, let's talk like this... Dao Qiongcang rolled his eyes secretly, and just when he was about to speak, Ba Zunxun pointed at the battlefield scene and said: "The person who draws the sword is called Liu Fuyu?"

"Yes." Dao Qiongcang nodded and changed the subject, "She is very powerful?"

Ba Zunxun narrowed his eyes, and after looking at it for a while, he said, "It's not weak."

Dao Qiongcang's mouth suddenly opened, he stopped and started to speak, and finally he broke into laughter.

Good, good, not weak...

As expected of you ancient sword cultivators, you know the art of speaking so well!

But Ba Zunzun was not joking. He stared at the battle scene carefully and thought about it, and finally said:

"I don't know if it's because she doesn't practice enough or she has stopped."

"But the fifty-four sword steps were used in ancient times to coordinate with Tian Qi's strong control. Every step was bloody. No one could solve it for three hundred years... She should change the order..."

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyebrows when he heard it, and his expression was more surprised. He looked at Gou Wuyue and asked, "Is he telling the truth?"

"real."

"No one can understand it, so what does it mean?" Dao Qiongcang didn't believe it.

"Literal meaning." Gou Wuyue said, "If you draw a sword, you will die. Except for exchanging lives for one's life, no one could crack this move at that time."

"What about now? Three hundred years have passed and this trick has been solved. How to break it?" Dao Qiongcang asked casually.

A smile suddenly appeared in the corner of Ba Zunzhen's eyes. After looking up and down at this guy who didn't know whether he was afraid of death or prepared for a rainy day, he said:

"said."

"All swordsmanship has been lost."

"Three hundred years later this formula could be solved, but now the method has been lost. Maybe this person named Liu can!"

Neither? That's great... Dao Qiongcang suddenly looked back at the battle scene in his hands and said with concern: "Then our Shouye..."

"She won't be abandoned by heaven." Gou Wuyue said slightly annoyed.

"just in case……"

"Tsk." Bazun clicked his tongue. He really couldn't stand this chattering guy. He stretched out his hand and tapped a small dot on the corner of the battlefield screen. "His name is Mei Siren."

"oh."

Dao Qiongang thinks about it too.

If it really comes to that point, Mr. Mi Ren will not let his student die. The sword guard of the sword tower is quite powerful...

Soon his attention was attracted by Ba Zunzhen's hand with only four fingers left, and his eyes moved to the back of his waist.

"Actually, it's a pity that I couldn't see your battle live..."

Dao Qiongcang murmured for a moment, then raised his head to look at the Eight Masters, with the flame of curiosity burning in his eyes:

"Can I ask a more offensive question?"

"Shut up."

"It's your finger. How did he cut it off?"

"Shut up, it means it's not allowed."

"Should I peel it flat or backwards, like peeling an apple..."

"Tao Qiongtian!"

"Oh, it's okay if you can't. I thought you said it was okay...but I just told you that I was going to offend you, so you don't need to apologize, right?"

"roll!"

…

The snowstorm is rolling and the sword energy is raging.

"Ancient sword step?"

"Fifty-four kills with sword steps?"

Xu Xiaoshou could only hear that Feng Zhongzui was supplementing the knowledge of "swordsmanship" to the spectators in front of the preaching mirror.

The traceless transparent sword light flashed from an unknown place in the snowstorm and swept across his body.

boom!

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

Xu Xiaoshou remained motionless, but all the clothes on his chest exploded.

The body, which was as ice-like as jade and glowing with rays of light, suddenly passed by like a thousand swords - cutting open a large bloodstain with numerous small wounds!

"With one sword, you broke through my defense?"

Even though the scar could be repaired in an instant, Xu Xiaoshou was still frightened.

Fifty-four sword steps to kill, each kill is more powerful than the last. This initial sword can already kill a person as strong as the Holy Emperor...

Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to slack off, his "perception" was greatly expanded, and he searched for traces of Liu Fuyu.

But……

No whereabouts!

She seems to know the disappearing technique. In this world, she can kill with one sword without leaving any trace.

"Integrating into the way of heaven?"

"Integrating into swordsmanship?"

"The way to merge into nothingness?"

Many possibilities flashed through Xu Xiaoshou's mind, and he tried and verified them one by one, but he could not find traces of Liu Fuyu in these various methods.

brush! brush!

Then the traceless sword light swept up, this time piercing and intersecting from the west and east directions at the same time.

boom! boom!

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

Xu Xiaoshou's body was shaken, his steps did not move, his chest was bloody and bloody - this second kill had already damaged the meridians, and the power was greatly increased!

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill running down his back. He didn't dare to hold it up, so he grabbed the Yan Python and slashed it out with a sword.

"Luoyingjie!"

In the snowstorm, red plum blossoms fall.

He tried to find Liu Fuyu, who was transformed into a swordless person, through the transformation of virtuality and reality, nothingness and existence, in a swordless way.

——Still no whereabouts!

With a thought in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou, who had great "perception", was able to detect vague traces of the alternation of nothing and nothing in the void just for a moment...

While he was transformed into a void, Liu Fuyu turned from nothing to something?

Or, in other words, have you cut away from the "nothing" that may be ideology and entered another state of "nothing" that you don't know?

"My perspective is stuck?" Xu Xiao was angry.

This is not a sword step, this is an advanced shadow step.

It was clearly around me, but it was stuck in the blind spot of perspective, and disappeared from the alternative perspective of "Tao" and "Nothing"...

brush! brush! brush!

Before he had time to think too much, the traceless sword light came to kill him again.

This time, from top to bottom, left to bottom, and right to bottom, three sides intersect, as if there are three Liu Fuyu attacking at the same time... No, sneak attack!

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't find anyone, but he could stick to the attack rhythm and predict his shots:

"There is no way, no sword flow."

"Mo Zhidao, Qinghe Sword Realm."

The two swords burst out almost at the same time, blending together and turning into a sword light field similar to the "Netherworld Force Field".

"There is no sword world!"

A sword was drawn out against the chest.

Xu Xiaoshou followed and disappeared.

At the same time, Mo Jian was generated all over his body, and then replaced with nothingness, turning into countless existences that looked like sharp lights, intersecting crazily, protecting the space of one foot around him.

boom! boom! boom!

Blood splattered on the front of both thighs.

Large pieces of flesh and blood flew out of his chest, this time hurting his ribs and heart.

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

"Under attack, passive value, +9999."

Blocked...

Xu Xiaoshou drew out his sword and his face was shocked.

Just by touch, just by the "touch" that didn't block anything at all, he could know that the sword world defense around him was empty.

Liu Fuyu's third kill with his sword step ignored Wuyou Sword World!

Her "nothing" on another higher plane?

What is this "nothing"?

"Being worried, passive value, +2."

"Being understood, passive value, +1."

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror and stared at the battlefield with his eyes. He didn't even notice that the mirror was tilted, and only screamed:

"First kill, second kill..."

"This is the fourth sword! I can't stop it, I can't stop it at all!"

"Master Shou has never seen Liu Fuyu's ancient sword steps. In fact, it's not just him, I have never seen it. Let me show you their expressions... they haven't seen it either!"

The preaching mirror returned to its straight position, and a small perspective appeared below, showing Mei Siren, Feng Tingchen and other veteran swordsmen.

Without exception, everyone looked shocked.

Even though he was from Meisi, he stopped shaking the paper fan in his hand at this moment, staring at the traceless sword lights on the battlefield, trying to read something...

Boom boom boom!

Xu Xiaoshou's chest, back, arms, waist and ribs were all torn open, and the wounds were deep enough to reveal the bones.

This time, he used the phantom sword technique, leaving behind a false body. The real body jumped in time and space according to the rhythm of the attack, and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

There is no way to disappear, no way to be independent from the world.

The ancient swordsmanship has countless advantages and can simulate invincible defense, right?

result……

Doesn't work at all!

The Liu Fuyu Cave is like watching fire.

This kind of phantom swordsmanship seemed like a child's trick in front of her, and the time and space jump was even more out of rhythm.

Fifty-four kills with sword steps, Liu Fuyu can slow down a little, and wait until Xu Xiaoshou returns to reality after the time and space jump... then kill again!

"It can't be cracked!"

Feng Zhongzui took one look at Mr. Mito's solemn expression and knew everything:

"Even Mr. Si Ren can't see through this sword. It seems that the legend is true. There are fifty-four sword moves to kill. There was no solution in ancient times and there is no solution today. This is the sword technique of the Sword God, gentlemen!"

"Master Shou's defense is obvious to all - after all, it is limited to ancient sword fighting. Master Shou also follows the rules, but he exercises his body, which is a passive bonus!"

"His physical body is no better than ordinary ancient swordsmanship. I'm afraid even the ordinary half-saint's holy body will not be able to compare. Such defense power was even killed by the fourth...the fifth! They were all broken by Liu Fuyu!"

Feng Zhongzui hugged his head and shouted, full of emotion: "It is conceivable that if it were an ordinary person, he would have been killed to the point of leaving no bones!"

…

Quarrel!

Very noisy!

It's noisy!

For the first time, Xu Xiaoshou felt that Feng Zhongzui's voice was so harsh that he wanted to slap him in the face.

but……

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The sixth kill! Six traceless sword lights interspersed from above, below, and in all directions, and the attack rhythm was completely disordered and unpredictable.

Xu Xiaoshou shook his body and was a little shaken by the shock. He almost faltered before he could stabilize his body.

"How……"

But the six swords killed them all one by one.

Fifty-four kills with sword steps, already in the killing state.

Without any delay, the first sword of the seventh kill came one after another, followed by the next six swords...

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Xu Xiaoshou stumbled and was pierced back and forth by the traceless sword light - from being struck to being struck and controlled.

This killing is not over yet...

"Eighth kill!" Feng Zhongzui yelled:

"Two traceless sword lights with different rhythms have appeared at the same time, fifty-four kills with sword steps..."

"I seem to have seen the ending? Ancient sword step, infinite piercing?"

One kill adds another sword!

At this moment, the people in the five regions watching the battle were completely shocked by the swordsmanship of this so-called former sword god.

Everyone can imagine when these fifty-four kills pass over time to the tenth kill, the twentieth kill... or even the forty kill, or the fiftieth kill.

As long as it can be used, wouldn't there be dozens or hundreds of sword lights piercing it at the same time in an instant?

And if one sword is stronger than the other, who can withstand the sword light after thirty or fifty kills?

"Wu, Sword, Nian, Dao, Dharma..."

"Momentum, control, rhythm, initiative..."

Feng Zhongzui not only saw Wu's supreme use of swordsmanship in the battle, but also saw other invisible factors, "If things go on like this, Master Shou will surely fall. There is really only one way to break this ancient sword step, that one!"

Yes.

only one.

Everyone recalled at the same time the most primitive cracking method in ancient times that Feng Zhongzui mentioned when Liu Fuyu drew his sword - it is better to break the jade than to destroy it completely!

The same goes for Xu Xiaoshou.

"Unless you open the Extreme Titan, let her kill her until she is exhausted, and then give up..."

"The only thing left is to launch the strongest counterattack when Liu Fuyu uses his first sword. Otherwise, if it drags on, even the strongest sword may not be released..."

If she didn't want to break the ancient sword repair rules, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't bet on which sword Liu Fuyu's body could support her.

Because when the sword light of the ninth kill penetrated, he had already suffered a bloody penetrating wound from his chest to his back!

"Through the Dao, Mo Dao, Chuan Dao, Shock Dao, Separate Dao, Transformation Dao, Instant Dao..."

By stepping on the kendo disk and entering into a state of unity between man and nature, Xu Xiaoshou can analyze a large amount of kendo knowledge in an instant.

It is the various combinations of these three thousand kendos that form the superb attack and invisibility of the ancient sword steps.

And every kill and every sword can be combined with various sword techniques in an instant, weakening the enemy's defense layer by layer.

This is the ancient sword cultivator!

The ultimate in recklessness, the representative of attack power!

Xu Xiaoshou had never imagined that Liu Fuyu, who was not protected, could break through his own defense with just one sword technique, and even hurt him so much!

Sword marks are added to the body.

The swordsmanship is more deeply imprinted in my heart.

He couldn't wait any longer, and he roughly analyzed the attack method of fifty-four sword steps and experienced dozens of sword attacks by taking risks.

The rest will be deduced later. With the help of the kendo disk, there is no need to worry about missing parts or breaking them.

Now……

Xu Xiaoshou didn't want to lose.

Even if ancient swordsmanship is just one of his many monastic systems and is less than one-tenth of his own combat power, he doesn't like to lose.

"boom!"

After the shoulder blade was hit hard and blood was flying everywhere, the chest injury had already been repaired seven or eight times.

Relying on his good physical fitness, Xu Xiaoshou forced himself to steady his body when he should have staggered back, and held the Yan Python upright.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the raging sword light of fifty-four sword steps, and under the snowstorm, the dazzling secret formation suddenly unfolded.

"this……"

Feng Zhongzui grabbed the preaching mirror. After being startled, he suddenly pulled away and retreated again and again, away from the coverage of the secret formation of the sword.

"The second realm?"

"Master Shou, can you still resist?!"

…

terribly sorry.

I am not only an ancient sword cultivator, I also have passive skills.

After missing the first kill, it is difficult for ordinary people to resist. Even after being controlled, they can't even do "better die with honor than live in disgrace".

I have a high tolerance rate, so high that I can resist you when you kill the tenth kill after watching and learning the forty-five swords!

"Heart sword technique..."

The sword lights intertwined, and the sound of Tao suddenly became.

With this sound, the Nine Heavens Traceless Kill was suddenly determined.

It seemed that even Liu Fuyu was stunned. She didn't expect that in the rhythm of her attack, Xu Xiaoshou, who was struggling, could still move and draw his sword!

The ancient sword cultivators who watched the battle on the spot, and even everyone in front of the Five Domains Transmission Mirror, lost the famous sword Yanmang in their sight.

Then, the sword-wielding Lord Shou disappeared...

In the ears, only this ethereal voice, like a huge bell, was left, shocking the heart:

"Hun Dao Pi Jiu Jian, he and I respect the mind."

"Imagine the spiritual kingdom, and all delusions are servants."

"Sinking into the pain of body and mind, miscellaneous thoughts cannot be removed."

"One thought is different from the gods and Buddhas, one thought is nothing."

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