Chapter 775: Inexplicable Targeting, Confucian Swordsmanship, Canglang Sword

Just under this dragon bone, on the ground, a mausoleum stood quietly, surrounded by a faint purple light, mysterious and solemn. Although this light is not dazzling, it is enough to penetrate the dust of the years and illuminate the intersection of the past and the future.

And this tomb, Ci Song Dynasty is very familiar with it, it is the Tomb of the Dragon of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although Ci Song had not actually seen the dragon bones at that time, he was very familiar with the dragon tomb, especially the purple light lingering over the dragon tomb, which was the light emitted by the mirage's talent.

"So it turns out that the immortal battlefield site mentioned by my master is the secret realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty? I am very familiar with the environment here. Although I don't know the road, if nothing else, the best opportunity should be in the Dragon Tomb."

Ci Song immediately had a direction. He planned to go directly to the Dragon Tomb, because Ci Song's own talent had already incorporated part of the Mirage Dragon talent.

He also has a better sense of the mirage's talent. If he gets close to the dragon's bones, he should be able to resonate with the dragon's bones, and he might be able to get other opportunities by then.

After making up his mind, Ci Song planned to rush towards the dragon's tomb.

But at this moment, a sword light struck from Ci Song's back. If Ci Song hadn't been alert and moved in advance, this sword might have penetrated Ci Song's chest.

Ci Song made a mistake and moved strangely to avoid the sword light. Then he turned around and saw a young man in a green shirt with a long sword on his back, standing in the void, indifferent. Look at yourself.

When the young man saw that Ci Song had dodged his own sword light, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then, this surprise was replaced by a stronger murderous intention.

"The response is pretty good, no wonder you can get here, but your good luck ends here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in green shirt took action again, and the long sword behind his back instantly unsheathed, turned into a ray of cold light, and slashed towards Ci Song.

"Qiang!"

Ci Song's expression was solemn, and while he was dodging quickly, the Shengxie Sword suddenly came out of its sheath and met the cold flashing sword light.

The two long swords collided fiercely in the air, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. The terrifying sword energy spread out, cutting countless sword marks in the surrounding ruins.

After the blow, the two of them took a few steps back and regained their footing. Ci Song looked at the man in green shirt in front of him and frowned slightly.

He could feel that the man in green shirt was not weak, at least among the great scholars, he was not weak either.

"The First Holy Son has a destiny. If any of the disciples from Tianwaitian encounter Ci Song, they will be killed without mercy!"

The man in green shirt looked at Ci Song coldly, and a murderous aura burst out from his body, as if it turned into an unsheathed sword and shot straight into the sky.

"Being targeted again for no reason? I didn't offend that Cao Gongping, right?"

Ci Song muttered to himself, then looked at the man in green shirt and said, "Since you are here, you must be prepared to come back or not."

"Arrogant, you are only in the realm of Hanlin, dare to challenge the great Confucian?!"

The man in green shirt roared angrily, and with a movement of his body, he charged towards Ci Song. The long sword in his hand turned into sword shadows, blocking all Ci Song's escape routes.

"bite!"

Ci Song waved the Victory Evil Sword and fought with the man in green shirt. For a moment, the shadow of the sword was like a shuttle, and the sword energy was everywhere. Wherever the two of them passed, the ruins were cut into powder by the sword energy.

"The gentleman's sword is so upright!"

Ci Song suddenly shouted low, and his body suddenly burst out with awe-inspiring righteousness. The Victory Evil Sword in his hand instantly emitted a dazzling red light. As Ci Song swung his sword, a red sword light instantly cut through the sky and slashed towards the man in green shirt.

"But it's only with the help of the Victory Evil Sword that you can unleash such a large-scale gentleman's swordsmanship. You are not the only one who knows Confucian swordsmanship."

The man in green shirt showed disdain and raised his long sword in his hand, "The water in Canglang is clear, so you can wash my tassel; the water in Canglang is turbid, you can wash my feet!"

As the man in green shirt moved his long sword, a shadow of a huge wave appeared behind him. As the tip of the sword moved, the water of the Canglang turned into a column of water reaching the sky, slamming into the incoming red sword light.

"boom!"

The water column and the sword light collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The terrifying sword energy and water waves spread out, forming a huge air wave that spread to the surroundings.

"Confucian swordsmanship, Canglang Sword!"

Ci Song's eyes were solemn, and while he was dodging quickly, he was also sizing up the swordsmanship of the man in blue. This Canglang swordsmanship was also one of the Confucian swordsmanships, and it was quite powerful.

"Yes, it is the Canglang Sword. If you can die under this sword, you deserve to die."

The man in green shirt sneered, and with a movement of his body, he came towards Ci Song again. The long sword in his hand attracted the water of Canglang, turned into a series of water swords, and stabbed towards Ci Song overwhelmingly.

"bite!"

Ci Song continuously waved the Shengxie Sword in his hand, easily defeating the water sword in the sky, but the figure of the man in green shirt also quietly approached Ci Song under the cover of the water sword.

"bite!"

The sword light flickered, and the man in green robe stabbed Ci Song's throat with his sword, so fast that it seemed as if he had traveled through space.

But Ci Song's reaction was equally quick. He moved strangely and avoided the tip of the man in blue shirt's sword. At the same time, he swung the Victory Evil Sword and slashed at the man in blue shirt's wrist.

The man in green shirt's expression remained unchanged. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword bypassed the Shengxie Sword like a snake and stabbed Ci Song's chest again.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

For a moment, the two long swords collided fiercely in the air, making a continuous sound of metal clashing. The figures of Ci Song and the man in green shirt also moved quickly in the ruins like ghosts. Every collision would burst out dazzling sparks.

"You are quite strong, but unfortunately, you met me."

The man in green shirt suddenly shouted coldly, and a sharper sword energy suddenly burst out from his body. The long sword in his hand turned into a cold light and slashed towards Ci Song at a faster speed.

"Canglang Sandie!"

As the man in green shirt finished speaking, the originally sharp sword light was strangely divided into three. The three sword shadows intertwined with each other, like three waves in the surging rivers and seas, layer by layer, accurately locking Ci Song's vital points - the fragility of the throat, the firmness of the chest, and the pivot of the dantian. Each sword contained the determination and power to cut off everything in the world.

These three swords blocked all of Ci Song's retreat routes, and the sword energy was so sharp that it seemed that even space could be cut open.

"Heaven and earth, one sword, gather."

Facing this desperate attack, Ci Song was not surprised. He pinched his left hand, as if he was talking to heaven and earth, and slowly raised the Shengxie Sword in his right hand, pointing directly at the sky. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, the light around them dimmed, and a layer of light gray fog covered the area within a hundred meters. Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

On the Shengxie Sword, an unprecedented sword intent condensed. At the tip of the sword, a dazzling sword light broke through the air, like the light of dawn, tearing the gray world apart.

"Boom!"

The sword light collided with the three overlapping sword shadows, and a deafening roar broke out. The terrible sword energy swept across in an instant, crushing the surrounding ruins into powder.

"Crack!"

Under the bombardment of the sword light, the three overlapping sword shadows shattered inch by inch, and finally collapsed completely. The figure of the man in green shirt also flew backwards like a kite with a broken string under the impact of the sword energy, and fell heavily into the ruins.

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