Chapter 728: Terrifying Enlightenment of the Way of the Sword

When Mu Hai saw the two figures appearing, his eyes suddenly flashed with joy, it was finally here!

Qin Xuan's eyes swept across the void, and soon landed on Mu Hai below. His face suddenly darkened, and then a bone-chilling chill spread out, making the surrounding air freeze.

"Did he do it?" Qin Xuan looked at Mu Hai and asked. There was no one else here except Xue Wuchang.

"Well, he is the Holy Son of Qianxue Palace." Mu Hai nodded and suddenly felt that his words were a bit redundant. A Holy Son of a palace-level power would not be taken seriously by Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan nodded lightly, indicating that he already knew, and said: "You have a good rest and leave this place to me."

Hearing this, Mu Hai's expression couldn't help but froze, and he looked at Qin Xuan blankly. He suddenly felt a warmth flowing through his heart, which was extremely warm.

He originally thought that Qin Xuan came to save him because he was his subordinate, but what Qin Xuan just said clearly sounded like he was speaking to a friend.

Qin Xuan didn't really treat him as a subordinate, but treated him like a friend.

In fact, Qin Xuan only regarded Mu Hai as his subordinate before. After all, Mu Hai once coveted the opportunity he got. However, due to some of Mu Hai's subsequent performances, his impression of Mu Hai changed a little, and he felt that this person was a trustworthy person. Make friends.

"Who are you Mu Hai?" Xue Wuchang finally asked, with a rather unhappy tone.

He stood here, but Qin Xuan and Jian didn't even look at him from beginning to end. Even when Mu Hai revealed his identity, Qin Xuan still didn't react much. He felt insulted to be ignored in this way. , this has never happened before.

Qin Xuan finally turned his gaze to Xue Wuchang, and responded calmly: "He is my subordinate, who do you think I am?"

"Subordinate?" Xue Wuchang's pupils shrank slightly. When did the Holy Son of Tianluo Palace become someone else's subordinate?

"Are you kidding?" Xue Wuchang sneered, "He is the Holy Son of Tianluo Palace. Don't tell me that you are the Holy Son of a palace-level power. That would be too boring."

Qin Xuan glanced at Xue Wuchang sympathetically and said: "It's really sad. In your eyes, you only have power. Do you know that there are too many people in this world who have not joined the power, but their strength is not weaker than that of the so-called Holy Son?" , and you, the Holy Son of Qianxue Palace, really think you are strong?"

"And you, the Holy Son of Qianxue Palace, do you really think you are strong?"

Qin Xuan's voice was like a thunderbolt from the blue, suddenly exploding in Xue Wuchang's mind. His expression couldn't help but change, and he stared at Qin Xuan closely.

This person looks extremely young, but he is able to say such domineering words. He is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Who are you?" Xue Wuchang asked, staring at Qin Xuan, as if he wanted to test the power behind Qin Xuan.

However, Qin Xuan ignored Xue Wuchang and instead looked at Mu Hai. Mu Hai immediately understood what Qin Xuan meant and said, "He took advantage of my unpreparedness and attacked me, and forcibly erased all the information I left in the magic weapon." The imprint of his soul is his own."

Jian Wenyan frowned, and looked at Xue Wuchang with a bit of contempt. A dignified figure like the Son of God unexpectedly attacked from behind, which was simply humiliating.

Qin Xuan was about to step forward when he was held by a hand, and a voice rang in his ears: "Let me do it."

Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, then he retracted his steps and still stood where he was.

I saw the sword walking towards Xue Wuchang step by step, and an astonishing sword intention was gradually released from his body, rising continuously, and the endless sword energy flow wrapped around his body, revealing a strong sense of death.

Mu Hai couldn't help but look a little surprised when he saw that it was the sword that had been struck.

The sword had only been used once before, and he had wiped out the woman from the Sword Control Sect with one finger. His true strength could not be seen, but this time he should be able to see something.

Moreover, since Qin Xuan let the sword take action, he obviously had confidence in the sword's strength. This made Mu Hai couldn't help but feel a bit of expectation in his heart. How strong is the sword?

"It's a sword cultivator again." Xue Wuchang glanced at the sword contemptuously and didn't take it seriously. He didn't think the sword could pose any threat to him. Even if he didn't use the Seven Lights Heavenly Light Cauldron, his own strength was enough to defeat the opponent.

"Let's take action." Jian looked at Xue Wuchang indifferently, and his voice was as cold and arrogant as his own.

"Are you worthy?" Xue Wuchang sneered, but his figure began to flicker, as if turning into a white shadow, flashing rapidly in the void, like a ghost, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality.

Jian didn't look to see where Xue Wuchang was. He didn't need to, he just attacked directly.

I saw the Netherworld Sword in the sword hand raised, and the sword intent flowing in the body rushed out like a tide in an instant, pouring into the Netherworld Sword crazily, and the two seemed to be merging.

At this moment, the breath released by the Netherworld Sword began to soar, and the air of death enveloped the void, making the space become oppressive.

Xue Wuchang frowned slightly. This aura made him feel very uncomfortable. There seemed to be a force depriving him of his life. His eyes instantly fell on the Netherworld Sword in his hand. His eyes were extremely sharp. This sword Something weird!

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Xue Wuchang descended in front of the sword, and then a big ice hand grabbed the sword, trying to take away the Netherworld Sword in his hand.

The sword crossed his eyebrows coldly, and with one strike of the sword, a sword energy containing the meaning of death burst out and struck the big ice hand. There was only a crisp and soft sound, and the big ice hand broke instantly, but the power of the sword remained unabated. Kill Xiang Xue Wuchang directly.

A look of surprise flashed in Xue Wuchang's eyes. He didn't use his full strength with this palm, but the opponent was still able to break through it with one sword. It seemed that it was not as weak as he thought.

Raising his palm, Xue Wuchang seemed to have a whirlpool of ice and snow condensed in his palm. There was terrifying ice energy gathered in the vortex, swirling at a very fast speed, as if it was about to form a storm, and frightening fluctuations filled the air.

White ice and snow fell from the sky, falling on Xue Wuchang's body, and his long hair seemed to turn white, adding a bit of coldness to him. At this time, he seemed to be holding a storm that destroyed everything in his hand, which was extremely terrifying.

When the storm completely condensed into substance, Xue Wuchang waved his big hand, and the storm suddenly roared towards the sword. It seemed that it was completely released. The rules of ice burst out instantly, and the terrifying blade of the storm tore everything apart, trying to destroy this world. .

The sword was in the center of the storm, and sharp blades like blades were slashing at him from all directions. However, the endless terrifying sword intent on his body was flowing and condensing the regular sword body, as if he had transformed into an ancient sword god, letting the storm blast him. , I remain unmoved.

"The power of rules is so strong, how did he comprehend it?" Mu Hai looked shocked when he saw this scene, and his heart stirred up.

He also practices the magical power of the sword, but in terms of understanding and using the rules of the sword, he is still far behind the sword. If the sword practiced the six swordsmanship like him, it would probably be even more outstanding than him!

What the sword lacks is just powerful magical power.

Mu Hai was not the only one who was shocked, but also Xue Wuchang.

Xue Wuchang did not expect that this seemingly inconspicuous person could have such a terrifying understanding of the sword. It was really scary. It seemed that the young man in white just asked this person to fight because of his strong fighting power.

"You have a good understanding of swordsmanship. Although most of our Qianxue Palace practitioners are those who practice the power of ice, if you are willing to join Qianxue Palace, I can let you follow me and control Qianxue Palace in the future. You will be the deputy palace master."

Xue Wuchang looked at Jian and spoke slowly, with a hint of pride on his face. With such a promise, he didn't believe that the other party would not be tempted at all.

Xue Wuchang's voice sounded, and Qin Xuan, Jian and Mu Hai couldn't help but reveal a strange look on their faces. Where did this guy's face come from?

Mu Hai felt that Xue Wuchang was too ignorant. Jian didn't care about fame and power. If he really wanted to join a big force, with his powerful understanding of the sword, he would have joined long ago. How could he wait until today?

As a Holy Son, it is simply a shame that I don’t have this bit of vision.

"There is one more blow. If you don't use all your strength, you will have no chance." Jian spat out a voice towards Xue Wuchang, as if he was saying ordinary words.

With one blow, he only gave Xue Wuchang a chance to strike. If he didn't use all his strength, he would have no chance.

"Arrogant." Xue Wuchang snorted coldly, trying to move him with one blow. She was too confident.

The sword didn't wait any longer, and stepped towards Xue Wuchang. Each step seemed very slow, but it seemed to contain an indescribable rhythm. The thin and thin figure seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth at this time, as if it were real. Void, the unity of heaven and man.

At the same time, wisps of powerful sword intent rose from the sword body and enveloped his body. At a certain moment, it seemed that he was no longer a person, but a sword, a real sword.

The unity of heaven and man, the unity of man and sword, this is the ultimate that the sword can achieve now.

Qin Xuan looked at the figure that was constantly moving forward, with a bright smile on his face. This is the real sword fanatic, with unparalleled elegance and unparalleled swordsmanship.

So what if Jian Wuhen from the Sword Palace is surpassed by Jian sooner or later!

The most shocking thing at this moment was Xue Wuchang, whose expression finally lost its composure, and his eyes were full of horror, as if he had seen some unbelievable sight.

As the sword continued to get closer, he could clearly feel that the sword's momentum was rising crazily, pressing towards him, and the growth rate was extremely terrifying, reaching a level that he could not imagine.

Thinking of Jian's words just now, a sense of panic suddenly spread from his heart, and his soul seemed to be trembling, shocked by the domineering and powerful aura.

He had a strong hunch in his heart that if he didn't use his full strength, he might really have no chance.

In an instant, extremely terrifying sword rules flowed through the void, mixed with a powerful sense of death. The two forces merged together, seemingly possessing the power to destroy everything.

I saw the sword coming not far from Xue Wuchang, the Netherworld Sword pointed obliquely into the void, the black robe was fluttering, and the long hair was flying wildly in the strong wind, revealing his peerless elegance.