White Tiger Xingsha stretched his body to his fullest, and his two huge front paws almost touched the Yin-Yang diagram.
Even before the collision occurred, a shocking phenomenon occurred on the battlefield.
'boom!'
If a heavy punch hits the lake, the water on the battlefield will instantly become a lot lower.
The surface of the lake sank out of thin air, and at the same time, terrible power spread from the center outwards. The water surface around the depression rose high, and huge waves of thousands of feet suddenly exploded.
In the battlefield, the starry sky disappeared, and the naked eye could see a white tiger holy beast whose body was as dreamy as starlight, as well as a yin and yang pattern that was spinning faster and faster and expanding rapidly.
'Roar!'
The roar of the tiger shook the heaven and the earth.
The two front paws have penetrated the Yin and Yang diagram. I wonder if it is a coincidence that they are located exactly at the boundary between Yin and Yang, one Yin and one Yang.
If there are other people here, even if their eyes can see the shape of the white tiger, they can clearly feel that it is a sword, a fierce sword!
The yin and yang diagram lies across the void. It looks so thin and can be broken with a single poke. How can it block this blow?
Even at this moment, seeing the white tiger about to tear apart the Yin-Yang Diagram, the sword-wielding master's tone still remained calm, and he clearly expressed his evaluation of the Qisu Sword Formation.
And he had no intention of dodge. He raised his right hand and drew a circle in front of him with his parallel fingers.
The true energy was poured into his fingers, and he drew across the void, leaving a neat circle. He said lightly, "Yin Yang Magic Sword!"
'call out!'
The black and white qi in the Yin-Yang diagram suddenly generate waves, and then retreat on their own initiative before being torn apart by the white tiger.
As the yin and yang diagram collapsed on its own, the evil spirit of the white tiger was not hindered by anything.
At this time, two auras, one black and one white, separated from the Yin-Yang diagram, rushed wildly into the circle on the fingertips of the real person holding the sword, and in an instant a magic sword was born from it.
The blade of this sword is half black and half white, pure and clear black and white, as if it is spliced together.
And the shape of this sword is exactly the same as the Questioning Heart Sword that has escaped somewhere.
‘Buzz!’
The Yin Yang Magic Sword was stimulated by the evil spirit of the white tiger, and a fierce sword intent suddenly erupted.
Qin Sang stared at the Yin Yang Magic Sword, feeling surprised in his heart.
The sword was still the same sword, only three feet long, but what he was facing now seemed to be a thousand-foot-high Yitian Divine Sword!
If the evil spirit of the white tiger borrows the power of the stars in the sky, this sword attracts the power of heaven!
‘Whoosh!’
The Yin Yang Magic Sword disappeared, and a black and white sword light suddenly shot out.
In an instant, the black and white sword light and the ferocious white tiger were so close that they were the only ones left between heaven and earth, and time froze at this moment.
'boom!'
Two powerful swords collided without any fancy, and the battlefield was immediately enveloped in dazzling sword light.
Starlight can be vaguely seen in the sword light, and the black and white energy can be seen, but the white tiger sacred beast and the Yin Yang Magic Sword cannot be seen clearly, nor can the Wandering Sword and the Questioning Heart Sword be found.
The extremely sharp sword energy burst out, each one having terrifying lethality.
'Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!'
'Crash...'
Before the giant waves of thousands of feet around could fall, they were torn apart by the impact of the chaotic sword energy.
Water drops are flying all over the sky.
At noon, the sunlight that had previously been blocked by the starry sky shone down, and after being scattered by water droplets, a rainbow bridge was born across the battlefield.
The water droplets sparkle, bringing a strange beauty to the chilling battlefield.
Qin Sang stood under the Hongqiao, his eyes narrowed slightly, his thoughts came to mind again, and his sword skills immediately changed.
'when!'
There was a crisp sound of gold and iron from the sword light, which was the sound of the clanging of spiritual swords, and then a figure flew back outwards, it was the real man holding the sword.
When the Yin Yang Magic Sword and the White Tiger fiercely collided, the master holding the sword had no intention of giving in, but he kept retreating at this moment.
'when!'
There was another sound of spiritual swords clashing, and right in front of the real person holding the sword, two sword shadows crossed each other.
The Yin-Yang Magic Sword and the White Tiger Evil died together, and the Wenxin Sword reappeared, suspended in front of the real person holding the sword, blocking the sudden appearance of the Yunyou Sword.
Qin Sang's figure appeared immediately after the Yunyou Sword, but this Qin Sang seemed unreal and had an ethereal figure, because it was not the real body, but the soul of a sword.
The sword's attack had no effect, and the figure suddenly dispersed like bubbles, turning invisible. Even the Yunyou Sword disappeared with it.
But the expression of the real man holding the sword was still solemn, and he kept retreating. The Heart-Questing Sword flashed slightly and appeared on the left.
Then another sword spirit sword struck, without warning, as if it was born out of thin air, or shot out of nothingness, making it difficult to guard against.
'when!'
The strange and unpredictable sword still failed to break through the Heart-Questing Sword.
'Dang! Dang! Dang...'
The sounds of sword strikes were almost connected together, seven times in an instant, and the strong wind and rain were no longer enough to describe the power of Qin Sang's sword.
What Qin Sang has been doing is integrating swordsmanship into the Seven Souls Sword Formation, and evolving more changes. The results have been achieved. These Seven Swords can be compared with the Tao.
Called a ghost.
For other monks in the middle stage of divine transformation, it would not be easy to resist these seven swords, let alone just endure the fierce impact of the white tiger.
But even though the master holding the sword retreated again and again, seemingly in a hurry, he still blocked these seven swords while the Wenxin Sword kept flashing!
However, seven consecutive sword cuts are not Qin Sang's ultimate!
"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
Qin Sang shouted loudly.
The next moment, seven sword souls appeared above the head of the real person holding the sword, controlling the divine sword together.
Cut it down with one sword, and the killing intent is loud!
The performance of the sword-wielding master made Qin Sang have absolute confidence in him, so he took action without reservation. In this way, he could better prove his swordsmanship with the sword-holding master's hands.
"What a murderous aura!"
The sword-wielding master's eyes were solemn, and he sensed the danger before the sword's momentum took shape. His retreat speed increased rapidly, and he almost retreated to the edge of the battlefield.
In the process of flying back, the sword-wielding real person's fingers were like wheels, his seals changed continuously, and finally he let out a low drink.
"Well done!"
Suddenly he swung his palm and hit the hilt of the Questioning Heart Sword.
The Wenxin Sword suddenly shook violently and burst into bright light. The sword became as clear as crystal, or it could be said that the sword turned into pure sword light.
Suddenly, a ray of light rose against the sky. This light was not as sharp and flamboyant as the sword light. It even seemed a little gentle, but it was extremely stunning.
In comparison, Yunyou Sword is more powerful, but it can give people a feeling of insufficient foundation.
Qin Sang's eyes widened, and his gaze was deeply attracted by the sword light without blinking.
At this moment, he seemed to be stunned, and even forgot about his sword, staring at the sword light.
At this moment, winning or losing is no longer important.
…
"Sword Formation... It seems that fellow Taoist has made his choice."
The voice of the master holding the sword sounded nearby.
At some point, the master holding the sword stood beside Qin Sang. The sword energy roared on the battlefield and lingered for a long time, stirring up trouble. However, the two men had already sheathed their swords, and the chaos was gradually subsided.
Qin Sang nodded.
He knew that he couldn't hide it from the eyes of the sword-wielding master, so he chose the sword formation method. Although it also incorporated the killing sword method learned from the inheritance of Chengying Sword, it was not as pure as the sword cultivator who actually practiced the killing sword.
Choosing this path was the result of Qin Sang's careful consideration.
What he practiced was the killing technique. It was supposed to be easier to practice the killing sword. However, as his cultivation level improved, Qin Sang was sure that the killing technique in the "Yuan Shen Yang Sword Chapter" was completely different from the sword technique inherited from the Chengying Sword.
The way to kill a sword as understood by ordinary people.
Qin Sang didn't know if practicing the Killing Sword again would conflict with the technique, but he was certain that it would take a lot of effort and energy to master the Killing Sword, but it was impossible for him to get a second Shadow Bearing Sword.
The sword formation is ready-made and has been accumulated in the past. As the cultivation level improves in the future, the understanding of the Seven Souls Killing Formation will gradually deepen, and it will complement each other with the skills.
Even if you continue to delve deeper into the art of sword formations and learn other sword formations in the future, there is still a context to follow, which is much simpler than comprehending it on your own.
He was inspired by the sword-wielding master and tried to make a difference in kendo, but he knew more clearly what he wanted, so he could choose the one that suited him best.
"I remember Taoist friend said that the sword formation is also the way of swordsmanship..."
Qin Sang said.
As he spoke, he kept looking at the battlefield, watching the mist disperse and the waves fall back.
In Qin Sang's eyes, the scene of the two swords clashing still seemed to remain.
Qin Sang didn't care about the result, even as his sword gradually faded away, leaving only the sword light of the real person holding the sword.
Qin Sang slowly closed his eyes. The sword light was deeply imprinted on his heart, lingering for a long time, almost forming a brand.
"That's right! Fellow Daoist, the way forward is clear, which is the prototype of the sword heart. Just as Pindao said before, all those who hold the sword heart will do the way of swordsmanship!"
The master holding the sword saw something strange about Qin Sang, stood aside with his hands folded, and fell silent after saying this.
I don't know how much time passed before Qin Sang opened his eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned sideways and bowed deeply to the sword-wielding master.
The sword-wielding master observed Qin Sang's expression and said: "My fellow Taoist's last sword was unparalleled, but there is still some unfulfilled meaning. When my fellow Taoist reaches the top, we will compete again!"
Qin Sang nodded, "This formation is so profound and profound that I sometimes think I have understood it thoroughly, but I gain new insights with each step I take in my cultivation."
The Seven Souls Killing Formation does have flaws, not because of the shortcomings of the sword formation itself, but because Qin Sang's cultivation level is not yet at home.
Qin Sang tried his best to cover up the flaws. During the fight, the changes were so rapid that they were almost negligible, but a sword-wielding swordsman could see through them with just a few swords.
However, Qin Sang was no longer surprised. This competition gave him a deep understanding of the sword-wielding master's power in the art of swordsmanship.
The two reminders from the master holding the sword, as well as the last sword strike, all have the meaning of guidance.
Qin Sang will not feel disappointed, swordsmanship is not all he has, and it is expected that his swordsmanship is not as good as that of a real swordsman.
Of course, Qin Sang did not expect that the gap was so big, and even had some doubts that he could defeat the sword-wielding master with all his strength.
"I'm done with my worries, it's time to go back," the sword-wielding master put away his Heart-Questing Sword and rose into the wind.
Qin Sang also took up the light to follow.
On the way back, Qin Sang was taciturn, and the sword flashed over and over in his mind.
Returning to Jianxin Island, Qin Sang was about to go into seclusion to digest the gains from this battle, but the sword slave sent him a talisman letter.
The letter came from Master Gu, saying that Master Xun was in charge of the Zhizhi Altar in Baishi and asked him to return quickly.
This matter is equally important, so without further delay, Qin Sang had no choice but to bid farewell to the master holding the sword and leave Jianxin Island.
Along the way west, Qin Sang also found some information on the way.
Overall, the situation is almost the same as it was five years ago. Daoting and Guifang Kingdom are heavily engaged in Huangquan Dao. There are constant frictions and casualties on each other, but there are no signs of a full-scale war. It is obvious that both sides are preparing.
However, the atmosphere is getting more tense day by day, and there are various signs that this war is inevitable. It just depends on the time.
When Master Gu saw Qin Sang, he immediately took him to Zhitan to visit Master Xun without delay, and reminded him of some things that needed attention on the way.
"Junior Gu Han, Qingfeng, see Master Xun."
In a golden palace, Qin Sang and Master Gu both saluted a Taoist.
Master Xun was wearing a simple Taoist robe of green shirt, with cloud shoes on his feet, and a warm demeanor. At a glance, it was obvious that he was an elder of high moral character and respect.
Facing Master Xun directly, Qin Sang felt as if he was a mortal in front of him, his aura was so vague that he could not tell what state he was in.
However, it can be seen that Xun Zhenren was an official of the third rank.
Although he has a high official position, Master Xun prefers to be called a real person, so both Qin Sang and Master Gu called him that.
"No need to be polite!"
Master Xun raised his hands, without any condescending gesture, and looked at Qin Sang with a smile, "I heard from Master Gu that Master Qingfeng has a treasure that can help my Taoist sect kill demons?"
Qin Sang nodded, immediately took out the war drum, presented it with both hands, "Please take a look at it, Master Xun."
Master Xun took it, but did not check it immediately. He typed a talisman outside the palace, then held it in front of him and looked at it carefully.
"It is indeed a treasure, but it is a pity..."
Master Xun's face showed regret.
The three of them all understood what he was regretting. Master Gu spoke at the right time and said: "Fellow Taoist Qingfeng has a plan to repair it. If it passes through the hands of a Taoist master in the future, it may not be impossible to restore this treasure."
While he was talking, a green light fell outside the hall, and a white-haired old Taoist appeared.
The old Taoist seemed to have a very high status. After entering the palace, he just casually bowed his hand to Master Xun. Master Xun didn't mind and handed over the war drum.
The old Taoist held it in his hand and inspected it for a long time. His eyes flashed. He suddenly looked at Qin Sang and asked, "Do you want to repair this treasure yourself?"
"This junior knows that he is not good enough, so I hope you will not hesitate to give me some advice," Qin Sang bowed deeply and said respectfully.
The old Taoist and Zhenren Xun looked at each other with a look of contemplation on their faces, and asked after a moment: "What kind of weapon refining technique do you want to learn? Our Taoist sect has orthodox weapon refining techniques, as well as borrowing refining tools to perform magic, and there are also more advanced ones.
There are side projects, such as using treasures to refine limbs and organs, replacing the fragile body with solid foreign objects, and also completely integrating the soul into the weapon to create an existence similar to the weapon spirit and puppetry..."
The old Taoist kept talking, and Qin Sang was sometimes surprised and sometimes frowned.
Master Qi once asked if there was a great way to refine weapons, and the old Taoist priest has already mentioned more than one.
"However," the old Taoist talked for a long time, then suddenly changed his tone and added, "Most of these inheritances are incomplete, and some only have one or two classics left. They may not be the inheritance of the Taoist sect at all, and I don't know where they got it. These poor Taoists
There aren’t many people who can give you guidance, so you need to explore on your own.”
Qin Sang glanced at Master Gu, and without hesitating for too long, said: "This junior should learn the orthodox weapon refining technique."
"Okay, come with me!"
The old Taoist threw the war drum to Qin Sang and walked out of the hall. Qin Sang saluted Master Xun and Master Gu and hurriedly followed.
A ray of green light enveloped Lao Dao and Qin Sang and landed in front of a golden palace.
Before the palace door opened, Qin Sang could already sense the pure firepower.
Inside the palace.
After testing Qin Sang's skill in weapon refining, the old Taoist took out a few jade slips and said, "This is the ancient Chongxuan Guan inheritance, and it should be the most suitable for you." ()
This chapter has been completed!