Chapter 529: Sword Bone Reborn, Dragon Slaying Sword Skill Reached the Ultimate Level

Under the gloomy sky.

Jiang Yu stood on the ring with his back to the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, but he could still see his expressionless face.

The golden dragon holds a sword, suppressing the divine will of Emperor Huan, like the center of the entire Imperial Capital.

Little Princess Jiang said she was very energetic, but actually when she climbed up the stairs, she felt panicked, her mind went blank, and the images of that day flickered in front of her eyes.

Until Li Mo jumped on the stage and yelled out with great enthusiasm:

"Double pupils are the way to invincibility, so why borrow another person's bones."

"Thank you, Brother Li, I understand."

Jiang Chulong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

She carefully took off her sunglasses and put them in her arms. She then took out a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her eyes, tying a knot tightly.

"Chulong, you have to work harder, you know!"

"Let's eat rice, four dishes and one soup tonight!"

Li Mo, who was carried down by the patrol guards, did not resist, but just kept talking.

"Um!"

Jiang Chulong turned around again and looked at Jiang Yu seriously.

The suffocating Divine Will just now no longer made her feel invincible, because with Brother Li's words, she had already gained the upper hand in the battle of qi.

She held the Green Leaf Sword, and her soul was like seeds, sowing around the arena, growing slowly and silently in her heart.

"You have already fulfilled your value. You can retire and live your life incognito."

"You shouldn't come back, let alone stand opposite me."

Jiang Yu turned a deaf ear to her changes, and these words seemed more like he was speaking to himself.

After standing in the clouds for too long, he never cared about the weeds growing under his feet.

He wanted to tell his father and everyone who knew about it.

He is more qualified than anyone else to be the master of the sword bone, the master of the Celestial Sword, and... the master of the Celestial City.

These few words caused his energy to be interrupted for a moment.

What a great opportunity!

In Jiang Chulong's eyes, there was only one flaw in him. The green leaf sword unsheathed and suddenly stabbed straight out.

This sword poured all her energy and spirit into it. The Dragon-Slaying Sword's implication of subjugating the upper and lower parts was greatly enhanced by the divine will she had figured out.

The sword light flashed, going from weak to strong. There were many shadows of sword skills in it, and it pierced Jiang Yu's face.

However, the closer the sword tip got to Jiang Yu, the slower it became.

The pressure of divine will seems to be impregnable, and every time you advance forward, the energy and spirit consumed will increase.

There are wisps of sword intent that look like blades of grass, constantly cutting the city wall of the 'Emperor Realm', making it difficult for the sword to advance.

Snap——

Look at the tip of the sword that has become weak.

Jiang Yu raised his hand, and there was a faint sound of dragon roar, and his palm was like a dragon's claw, and he grabbed it.

A sharp divine light bloomed slightly from his chest, winding into the shape of a sword and transmitted to the Qingye sword in an instant.

Jiang Chulong was shocked and took a few steps back, blood dripping from his fingertips to the ground.

The green leaf sword and palm fell to the ground.

"Aoba...."

The Qingye sword in her palm just now was sending wisps of sword energy towards her, attacking its master and escaping from her control.

Jiang Chulong pursed his lips and raised his head.

It was the sword bone that originally belonged to her.

.....

Off stage.

"Emperor Sword Bone."

Xie Xuan let out a long sigh.

"I still remember that when she was born, ten thousand swords bowed their heads. In the ancient merchants, there was a god who controlled wind and rain, and a god who controlled the sun. I originally thought that Uncle Sujun's child would also become the god of swords in the future... .”

“Where did kendo come from?”

Li Mo stared at the ring closely, subconsciously feeling something was wrong.

Wind, rain, sun, rivers, these are all things that inherently exist between heaven and earth.

Kendo is obviously not.

But swordsmanship actually exists.

When Li Mo was confused, Ying Bing explained to him softly:

"It didn't exist at the beginning. The way of swordsmanship was not born out of nature. Some people say it was brought by immortals. Some people say it was the souls of generations of strong men from the human race who returned to the sky and left behind them in the world. It is the same as the way of alchemy, the way of formation, and the way of casting weapons. The same way."

"So, they're all incomplete."

Xie Xuan nodded and added: "Fairy Han is right. This sword bone can be said to be part of the sword. It is the essence of the sword of Master Sujun throughout his life."

"How come it happened to Jiang Yu?" Master Burial Love scratched his head.

"He robbed it."

"Be born!" Master Burial Love uttered wild words.

Li Mo took a deep breath. It was impossible for Xiao Jiang to win. He just hoped not to be too seriously injured.

But he couldn't go up to help, and if he used the Celestial Sword, he might also be shackled by the Emperor Sword Bone.

At this moment, he noticed that cold bare hands were suddenly inserted into his hands.

"Chulong will always grow up."

"Nirvana is reborn, broken and then established, she can do it."

"..."

Li Mo was unsure, so he nodded and continued to look at the field.

Sugarcane——

Qingye Sword was kicked in front of Jiang Yu, and his thin lips finally curved:

"Pick up your sword, if you can still hold it..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Chulong bowed and held Qingye tightly. Many sword wounds soon appeared on her thin arms, and her fair skin was instantly dripping with blood.

But she still held it firmly.

"As stubborn as your mother."

Jiang Yu's tone suddenly became very cold. He finally drew out his sword, and the sword bone in his chest glowed brightly, dyeing the sword in his hand with a bright light.

The fine dragon scales on the sword seemed to expand with anger.

The long sword was raised, and he didn't use any sword skills or sword energy, just relying on the power of the sword bone itself, smashing it down violently.

Clang——

Clang——

The sword smashed down violently.

Jiang Chulong was knocked back and felt that she didn't know any sword skills, as if she had never practiced any sword before and couldn't make any moves at all.

Sword bones are so shameless.

It was too easy for Jiang Yu to defeat Jiang Chulong, but he chose this way.

After all, this was the life spirit of Jian Jia.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand again to grab Jiang Chulong's neck. His four pupils became vertical pupils, trying to see through her thin body and see if she was really...

At this time.

The Qingye Sword suddenly rose reluctantly, and Jiang Chulong seemed to want to struggle to death.

Ding——

With a whine, the Qingye Sword was overwhelmed and was chopped into pieces by the Zunlong Sword in the air.

But Jiang Yu suddenly felt a stinging pain in his pupils, and the sword bone in his chest throbbed again.

The broken Qingye Sword, the pieces of the blade, seemed to be injected with new power, scattered into grass leaves all over the sky, each piece seemed to be controlled by someone, with amazing sharpness.

He was so excited that he wanted to shatter these small sword-like blade fragments first.

However, a broken sword suddenly arrived.

The sword was broken, but it was connected by something else.

That thing had the same origin as the Emperor Sword Bone, but it was two extremes.

The most broken and weak thing, at this time, gave people a sense of sharpness and horror, and a sense of shock that could break everything. The stronger the person, the sharper the sword can feel, and the weaker the person, the more ordinary the sword feels.

Swish——

A strand of hair broke into two pieces.

Jiang Yu grabbed Jiang Chulong's neck that he offered himself.

But a thin red line emerged from his cheek, and light golden blood flowed out.

At the same time, a reminder sounded in Li Mo's ears.

[Congratulations to the host, you have successfully invested in Jiang Chulong and helped her sword bone to revive. ]

[Congratulations to the host, you have successfully invested in Jiang Chulong, and her dragon-slaying swordsmanship has reached perfection. ]