Su Hun didn't know how long he had been killing, and his arms were numb from waving, but the sword in his hand became more and more agile, as if it was alive.
As he rushed into the depths of the Flame Dragon Palace, countless flame dragon souls transformed into various shapes and rushed towards him. Tens of millions of troops overwhelmed him.
Su Hun and the army of tens of thousands of fire dragons were like a leaf of duckweed, as if they could topple at any time.
But those two swords were getting brighter and brighter, and the cunning angle of the swing, the timing of the swing, and the strength of the sword had reached an astonishing level.
He has no superfluous movements or dazzling moves, only the most primitive sword.
At the same time, it is also the simplest and most energy-saving sword move.
But every time he swung his sword, a fire dragon soul was destroyed.
No matter what angle they hit Su Hun, as long as they are within one foot of Su Hun, no dragon soul can block his sword.
Su Hun became more and more numb, even his body was about to dry up, but his mind became more and more clear, and the sword was simple, but there was an indescribable and wonderful truth, as if it was profound and profound, containing the ethereal avenue.
Sword intent.
Phew!
When a fire dragon that was over ten feet tall was stabbed between the eyebrows by Su Hun's sword, Su Hun suddenly felt that the pressure around him suddenly disappeared.
Only then did I realize that an unknown number of fire dragon souls had all disappeared, and the entire hall was empty.
He moved forward with his sword in hand, his steps even and steady, and his sword intent filled the air.
He stared ahead, because there was a huge fire dragon with flames burning on its body.
Su Hun replaced the Sansheng Sword and the Nine Tribulations Sword with the Wuhanzi Sword, and the cold air surged to withstand the high temperature of the flames here.
The giant flame dragon roared, opened its mouth and spit out a beam of flame.
call out!
Su Hun stabbed out with his sword, and the light was cold in three thousand states.
He has no aura, all he has is the simplest sword moves, and the will to pick up demons and fight without regrets by going forward indomitably, facing death, and never regretting using the sword.
Zizzi!
The flame beam was split into two by the sword light, and Su Hun rushed over.
The giant flame dragon stretched out its claws and grabbed Su Hun.
Su Hun moved half a step to the side, just to avoid the dragon's claw. He did not move or even turn around. The Wuhanzi Sword had appeared in his left hand and stabbed straight through.
laugh!
The tip of the sword penetrated the flame defense, leaving a deep bloody hole in the dragon's claw.
He was moving rapidly, and the Wuhanzi Sword was flipping back and forth between his left and right hands. Every time he changed hands, it would inevitably leave a deep mark on the flame dragon's body.
The flame dragon's defense could not block his sword moves at all.
The highest level of swordsmanship is the simplest thrust. At this time, Su Hun entered a strange state.
What seemed like a simple thrust, in his hands, exerted more power than before.
The road to simplicity.
Each of his swords is the simplest, but also the most mysterious.
There are no gorgeous moves or dazzling sword shadows, just an ordinary sword.
But just like this sword, every time it thrust out, the flame dragon was unable to stop it.
The flames on the flame dragon are getting weaker and weaker.
"The sword comes out, invisible!"
Su Hun let out a low shout, and when he was still about ten feet away from the flame dragon, his Wuhanzi Sword exploded.
The sword was silent, but in the darkness, in the chaos of nothingness, there seemed to be a force impacting on the flame dragon.
It can be seen that after Su Hun, who was ten feet away, thrust out a sword, the flame dragon suddenly roared in pain.
The flames were burning brightly, as if they were encountering a huge crisis.
But no matter how hard the flame dragon struggled, it seemed to be suppressed there, and the flames on its body became weaker and weaker.
With the last muffled sound, the flames on its body were finally completely extinguished and it transformed into a dragon corpse again.
Su Hun still maintained the action of stabbing with the sword, without moving. He was comprehending that the last move, the sword came out invisible.
After a moment, there was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.
Then, he collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.
When all the flame dragon souls disappeared, a huge wave of fatigue swept over them.
In the second half of the Flame Dragon Palace, he relied solely on his sword skills to persevere, and the spiritual energy in his body had long been exhausted.
But just like that, he killed countless fire dragon souls and even buried the flame dragon. If word of this spread, who would dare to believe it?
The strength of a monk lies in the spiritual energy cultivated within his body.
A monk without spiritual energy is undoubtedly a useless person.
Su Hun used to think so too, but now, he realizes clearly that with a sword in hand, I have the world.
"The most profound swordsmanship is the simplest sword."
Su Hun whispered that in this battle, he didn't have any extra swords, and each sword could kill a fire dragon soul.
Even in the final battle against the flame dragon, he did not use any false moves to confuse his opponent, only the most primitive sword moves.
Su Hun's swordsmanship has improved to a level that is unimaginable in this realm.
"If you understand one sword, you can prove the Tao. At the peak of the sword, you can be crowned emperor." Su Hun murmured.
After a while, after he recovered, he continued walking towards the Flame Dragon Palace.
There are still many fire dragon soul raids in the depths.
But for him who has recovered most of his spiritual energy, he does not pose any threat at all.
Even if a fire dragon soul with the strength of spirit formation appears, it can be killed with just a few swords.
"I understand the opportunity of Dragon City."
When Su Hun walked out of the Flame Dragon Palace, he sighed softly.
There are two opportunities.
One is external merit, using external objects to enhance cultivation and combat effectiveness.
The second is inner strength, breaking through one's own limits and unlocking the treasures in the body.
The first one is the inferior one, and the second one is the superior one.
When he broke into the Bloodthirsty Dragon Palace, he had to struggle to win against the powerful dragon soul.
But in the Flame Dragon Palace, he can kill a dragon soul of this level with just a few moves. This is his inner power.
His cultivation level has not increased, but his combat effectiveness has been sublimated.
All three dragon spirit beads were swallowed by the little beast. The latter touched his swollen belly with satisfaction. He only said "I will protect you from now on, sister," and then fell into a deep sleep again.
Su Hun shook his head and smiled bitterly, gathered his thoughts and looked forward.
There is a huge palace with a mighty dragon and a strong oppression.
However, for him who had broken into four dragon palaces, this dragon power was almost negligible.
He glanced around for a while, but did not find Nangong Jing's figure.
The door of the Dragon Temple has been opened, and it is obvious that Nangong Jing has entered it alone.
Su Hun stepped into the Dragon Temple and looked around, but there was still no sign of Nangong Jing.
The palace is quite spacious. Dozens of dragon-shaped pillars support the palace. Directly above it, there is a dragon-headed seat. On the wall above the seat, there is a dragon-headed carving.
The dragon's head was ferocious, and it broke out of the wall for about ten feet, as if a giant dragon was about to hit it from the other side of the wall.
Su Hun is the gray bead focused on the mouth of the dragon head.
The moment he saw the bead, Su Hun guessed that it should be the ticket to the hunting battlefield.
There is a strange feeling on the beads, which is exactly the same as Nangong Jing's.
Su Hun didn't see the ambergris and Dragon Spirit Pearl, but he had expected that Nangong Jing would not be so kind to leave them to him.
But since he is a master of swordsmanship, it doesn't matter to him.
At least, Nangong Jing left the ticket to the hunting battlefield here.
Su Hun jumped up, but just when he took off the gray bead, before he could remember to retreat, an extremely evil black aura spurted out from the dragon's mouth.