Chapter 2312 Broken Sword and Sword Spirit

"Specializing in the sword, it's a different path," Wang Hao sighed silently in his heart. The sword cultivators in this world are very strong, even stronger than some of the cultivators in the spirit world!

However, just like this, it can't stop him!

Wang Hao looked up at the void, the void trembled violently for a while, and a huge shadow of the Dharma image appeared. There was a halo behind the Dharma image, and five bright stars surrounded it.

This is a new change after Wang Hao entered the fusion period. There is an additional halo behind the Dharma image. Wang Hao integrated the power of the stars into the halo, greatly increasing the strength of the direction.

Even if the power that this clone can use is limited, it is enough to deal with the cultivators in this world.

He just wants to give the cultivators in this world a warning, so he will not hide it!

Wang Hao pointed his sword, and a star went forward to meet the giant sword!

Boom, a huge roar sounded, the giant sword was smashed to pieces, but Wang Hao's star was also shattered.

Soon, the second giant sword appeared. This was a golden sword energy, and the attacking aura was even more condensed!

Surprise flashed in Wang Hao's eyes. He raised his hand and sacrificed the shadowless sword. With a slight shake, a complex sword formation emerged. The sword formation blurred, and a looming thousand-foot sword shadow flew out!

The two sword energies collided, and a powerful air wave broke out. The ground suddenly tore apart, and the flowers, plants and trees were instantly torn apart.

But it was still not over. The third sword energy appeared. This was a colorful giant sword. It suddenly broke in the sky and turned into a little spiritual light. Those spiritual lights turned into tiny sword energy, like a downpour, falling towards Wang Hao!

Before the dense sword energy fell, the sharp cold wind appeared first, making a piercing sound of breaking through the air, blowing Wang Hao's face with frost, as if he was about to be frozen!

A solemn look appeared in Wang Hao's eyes. Even in the spiritual world, he had never seen such a changeable sword cultivator. It seems that the attainments of the cultivators in this world in the way of swordsmanship are indeed not low!

The same move can actually evolve into many variations. No wonder it leads all the cultivators in the world to yearn to become sword cultivators.

Wang Hao put away his contempt, raised his hand, and another bright star flew out. He shook the flying sword in his hand, and the stars were cut into gorgeous lotus flowers, flying towards the sword rain!

Rumble, a violent muffled sound, the world returned to peace!

The smoke dissipated, all the sword energy disappeared, and Wang Hao was now standing on the halfway up the Jianling Mountain!

In front of him, there was a green boulder with two black characters written on it!

Behind the boulder was a memorial archway formed by two black giant swords crossing each other, and behind it was a winding path.

The old man who spoke before was standing on the path, looking at Wang Hao with a serious face!

This person was wearing a spacious gray Taoist robe, rising without wind, with a fairy-like aura. Judging from his aura, his cultivation had reached the peak of the initial stage of refining emptiness!

"I'm Lan Tianyue, what's your name? Where are you from?" the gray-robed old man asked in a deep voice!

Wang Hao smiled calmly and said, "I'm Wang Hao, from the sky!"

Lan Tianyue's pupils shrank. He had doubts before. After all, this world was under the control of his Lan family, and it was impossible for a cultivator of refining emptiness to appear quietly!

"It turned out to be fellow Daoist Wang. Nice to meet you!"

"Fellow Daoist Lan, why are you the only one here? Where are the fellow Daoists who just took action?" Wang Hao asked curiously. After the fight just now, he still admired these people very much. It would be best if they could communicate.

"They are all at the Sword Spirit Platform. This may be the first time for fellow Daoists to participate in the Sword Spirit Conference. The significance of the existence of the Sword Spirit Peak is not just for sword fighting. The sword cultivators who come here are all here to pull out the ancient spirit sword!"

Lan Tianyue said truthfully. This is not a secret. Wang Hao had also inquired about it before.

It is rumored that there is an ancient broken sword stuck on the top of the Sword Spirit Peak. It was left by the ancient great power. Millions of years have passed, and no one has been able to pull out the broken sword!

The most important thing about the Sword Spirit Conference is not the sword fight, but the sword drawing. Even the genius of this world can only draw out the broken sword three inches at most.

There is no distinction between cultivation levels in sword drawing, even cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can participate.

According to the cultivators of this world, it is a sword with a sword spirit. The reason why it has not been drawn is that it has not found a suitable owner!

"Wang, can you give it a try?" Wang Hao asked with narrowed eyes. If he guessed correctly, the broken sword is likely to be a remnant of Xuantian, a spiritual treasure that can reach the sky, and it will not be difficult for so many cultivators.

Lan Tianyue's expression condensed when he heard this, but he was relieved soon. Everyone wanted to draw out the sword, but the sword is still stuck on the Sword Spirit Peak!

"If you are interested, Wang Daoyou, just give it a try!"

"Has Daoyou Lan ever drawn a sword?" Wang Hao asked curiously.

"Lan has tried it a long time ago. He almost tries it every time at the Sword Spirit Conference, but the sword is not about cultivation. Lan could pull out three inches the first time he drew the sword, but now he can only pull out two inches!

Fellow Daoist Wang is from the outside world, you can try it, maybe you can pull it out, if you succeed, you will get a lot of benefits," Lan Tianyue said meaningfully.

He didn't know where Wang Hao came from, so he could only wait and see!

"In that case, Wang will go and try it," Wang Hao's sword intent in his body was almost uncontrollable, and it was ready to move, as if it wanted to guide him to draw the sword!

The old man smiled and nodded, walked away, and disappeared on the path in a few steps.

Wang Hao smiled lightly, raised his feet and walked towards the mountain. He was not in a hurry, enjoying the scenery all the way.

But strangely, he didn't see other cultivators. The whole Sword Spirit Peak seemed like an open space. Even in some buildings, there was no breath of cultivators!

Not long after, Wang Hao came to a bluestone square and saw the shadow of the cultivator!

There are at least 10,000 people gathered here, including men, women, young and old. The highest level of cultivation is the Spiritualization Stage, and the lowest level is only the third level of the Qi Refining Stage.

They all have one thing in common, everyone has a sword, obviously they are all sword cultivators.

Some carry heavy swords, some tie flying swords around their waists, and some hold sword boxes.

Their swords are of different styles, long, short, curved, forked, etc.

There is a huge stone platform in the center of the square, with a rusty sword handle inserted in the center of the stone platform, and a light blue light curtain covering the entire stone platform.

Around the stone platform, tens of thousands of flying swords are densely inserted, each flying sword is shining, at least at the level of magic weapons, and there are even a few Tongtian Lingbao!

Lan Tianyue, who greeted Wang Hao at the beginning, was not here, and there was no trace of other Lianxu cultivators.

Wang Hao looked surprised. The Wang family also built a sword peak and collected countless flying swords. The number can be comparable, but the quality is huge.

Wang Hao walked towards a green-robed monk. Lan Tianyue did not introduce him, so he could only ask someone himself.

"My dear friend, this is my first time at the Sword Spirit Conference. Can you introduce me? Why are there so many flying swords here?"

"Those flying swords were left by the sword-drawing people. It does not cost anything for the monks below the Jindan stage to draw the sword, but the monks above the Jindan stage must leave their flying swords behind if they want to draw the sword. The higher the cultivation level, the better the sword left. If the senior wants to draw the sword, I am afraid he will have to leave a sword of the Tongtian Lingbao level," the green-robed monk explained respectfully!

"So that's how it is. Thank you, my dear friend," Wang Hao smiled politely.

"It is my honor to answer the senior," the green-robed monk hurriedly returned the greeting.

Wang Hao got the answer and walked towards the broken sword. If there was any trick, he would know it after pulling it once, without so much effort.