Chapter 214 Domineering swordsman swings his sword to the sky
Chapter 214 Domineering sword intention, the knight swung his sword towards the sky
When the domineering sword spirit passed through the Xing Gu Zhenren, it transformed into majestic sword energy and roared out.
The seven completely different sword lights of the Seven Star Sword Constellation have also reached the sky.
wisps of breeze bring up the crystal amber color, and it seems to contain the mighty rivers and surging rapids.
Nan Fengmian has not broken through.
In fact, he also broke through the fifth level of Zhaoxing while drinking with Lu Jing after coming to Taixuanjing from the Northern Qin Dynasty.
When he left Taixuanjing today and came to intercept the Qi envoy, he was a monk at the fifth level of Zhaoxing.
He walked with Master Xinggu in the void, reflected the five ancient stars, brewed a breeze of sword intent, and defeated Gao Li and Jian Qiushui with just one strike.
At this moment, when the Seven-Star Sword Constellation appeared holding the Seven-Star Sword, the seven sword intentions condensed in the void and turned into streaks of rainbow light.
In just a dozen breaths, Nan Fengmian and the Seven-Star Sword Constellation were full of vitality. The sword and the sword seemed to be colliding with each other, like wild waves surging, and like alien beasts fighting.
Nan Fengmian, on the other hand, used the fifth level of cultivation of Zhaoxing and used his soul to breed a sword spirit.
The domineering sword spirit awakened, and Nanfeng Mian's sword spirit suddenly became violent, condensing into an unimaginable sword light.
Even though Nan Fengmian's body was covered with blood at this moment, even though there was a ferocious wound on his right shoulder, blood was still flowing from it.
But Nan Fengmian didn't seem to care about the severe pain. The refreshing breeze turned into a domineering wind, and Nan Fengmian's sword light became extremely majestic.
Blessed by the heavy vitality, Nan Fengmian's figure has completely disappeared into the sky.
The sword light was bright in the sky, but as Nan Fengmian's figure flickered, a straight and straight sword became fierce and violent.
This sword light was too straight and did not change at all. When it encountered the terrifying sword intention of the Seven Star Sword Constellation, it did not have any twists and turns.
It's like if there is a mountain in front of you, you will cut it down!
If there is a river or sea in front of you, use your sword to separate it!
If you have obsessions in your heart, you need a domineering sword spirit to protect them.
"Since I, Nan Fengmian, walked out of Taixuan Capital today, I not only cultivated my sword, but also killed the envoy of the Qi Kingdom because of my obsession in my heart."
"The Seven-Star Sword Constellation holds the Seven-Star Sword and stops me. I have no reason to retreat."
Nan Fengmian's eyes were firm, and dignified vitality suddenly appeared in every move he made.
The Seven-Star Sword Constellation steps on the vitality, and walking in the sky is like walking on flat ground.
He holds the Seven-Star Sword, and the seven stars in the sky continuously illuminate the starlight, making the power of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation almost reach its peak.
Originally, the figure of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation was looming, but every time it appeared, it was a mysterious sword, which might be as heavy as a mountain, or as deep as the sea, or like a star falling, or an earth dragon turning over.
A swordsman in the Zhaoxing Ji Realm borrows the power of heaven and earth for every move he makes, and his soul is condensed to the limit. The Seven-Star Sword Constellation uses his soul to draw his sword, and every move he makes is magical.
Because of this, the Seven-Star Sword Constellation originally had the absolute upper hand.
Until the domineering sword soul gradually awakened, Nan Fengmian cultivated to the fifth level of Zhaoxing, and with the sharpness of Xinggu Zhenren, he was able to withstand the harsh sword light of the Seven Star Sword Constellation.
When Nan Fengmian no longer clumsily contended with the Seven Star Sword Constellation, but took a step forward.
Everything seems to be reversed.
The expression of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation has become very solemn.
Every sword he handed out was not as relaxed and comfortable as before, and it was no longer like a seventh-level Zhaoxing monk suppressing a fifth-level Zhaoxing swordsman.
The sword intent on Xinggu Zhenren is like the Yellow River rushing into the sea, with the domineering sword spirit rising high in it.
Nan Fengmian also went from being without a trace at the beginning to becoming quite slow.
He walked casually in the sky, took a step, and his body suddenly moved dozens of feet away, but his sword intent to chop away the mountains was still strong.
Everyone who looked at this place saw Nan Fengmian's figure.
The long wind blew through Nan Fengmian's body. Nan Fengmian's eyes and expression were still free and easy, and he was still excited.
Sitting in the carriage all the time, raising the curtain and looking at the moon in the sky, I was finally able to catch the light of the sword soaring into the sky, and the figure walking in the sword's will.
Nan Fengmian's green gown had been dyed red with blood, and he seemed to be seriously injured, but the power emanating from his body was like a rising star in Yue Lun's eyes.
The seven-fold seven-star sword intent became darker and darker.
The figure of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation also gradually slowed down.
Every time Nan Fengmian handed out a sword, the power of the Seven Star Sword Constellation, which was like a god, was cut off.
The brilliant gems on the Seven-Star Sword in the hands of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation also became dim.
Nan Fengmian's sword spirit became more and more powerful.
For more than half a year in Taixuanjing, Lu Jing, Nan Heyu, and even Luo Shubai, who only came to Taixuanjing two or three months ago, have attracted the attention of many people.
Nan Fengmian had an eccentric personality and had not been in Taixuanjing for a long time, so even though he had made great achievements, people in Taixuanjing gradually forgot about him.
Until this domineering sword awakens.
Among the younger generation in Taixuanjing, the most successful ones are not just the Marquis of Zhongshan, nor just Lu Jing.
There is also a famous Dao Xinggu Zhenren who wears a famous sword on his waist, and has a domineering Dao spirit named Nan Fengmian in his soul.
"Nanfeng Mian has developed this domineering sword spirit, and his future achievements are immeasurable."
The respect for the Seven-Star Sword Constellation in Gao Li's eyes had completely disappeared, and instead became murderous.
The phantoms of mountain ghosts condensed behind him again.
Jian Qiushui turned his head and looked at Gao Li.
Gao Li held the famous sword Shangui in his hand and raised his eyes to look in the direction of Taixuanjing.
But only a stream of jade-colored light was seen, shining from the direction of Taixuanjing.
The jade-colored flowing light also held a spiritual thought.
Famous horse... Teruya!
Zhaoye's whole body was white as snow, but when the light of swords and swords filled the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, flying over the mountains from the direction of Taixuanjing, a faint light shone on Zhaoye's body as he ran towards him.
It is like a Pegasus that cruises the Tianhe River in the sky, and it is extremely beautiful.
Gao Li ordered the famous horse to go to Taixuanjing at night and send a ray of spiritual thoughts to the capital to save time.
He had not returned just now, but at this moment, the famous horse was running in the sky at night, and it was coming!
Gao Li bent down slightly, and immediately a burst of vitality rose from his feet. He flew high like a bird and landed on the back of the famous horse Zhaoye.
The famous horse Zhao Ye neighed, its pure white mane flying, and its two azure eyes set on his head like gems.
When Gao Li rides on Zhao Ye, their two souls are connected, and a more powerful spirit radiates from Gao Li's body.
Jian Qiushui was a little surprised.
"The Seven-Star Sword Constellation just now said that he will kill the Nanfeng alone with the Seven-Star Sword..."
Before Jian Qiushui finished speaking, Gao Li gave her a cold look.
"We are the envoys of the Qi State. Nan Fengmian came to intercept and kill us. Now the Seven-Star Sword Constellation is about to be defeated. If we don't take action, I am afraid that all of us will die in the hands of Nan Fengmian."
Jian Qiushui's hand holding the sword became much tighter, and he shook his head and said, "Will Taixuanjing let Nan Fengmian kill us?"
"You want us to rely on the Dafu imperial court for our life and death?"
Gaoli Shangui was shocked, and the shadow of Shizhang Mountain Ghost appeared behind him again.
The six sixth-level monks who had just fought with Nan Fengmian and were already injured had received Gao Li's order without any hesitation.
Divine fire, innate Qi and blood each flourish.
Various magical powers and mysterious skills burst out from them.
Gao Li was the first to draw his sword. He stood on the shoulder of Shizhang Mountain Ghost. Mountain Ghost took a few steps forward and was already on the side of Nan Fengmian.
The strange sword was lifted up by the mountain ghost in the mountains, and it was about to land on Nan Fengmian's neck without any sound.
Jian Qiushui seemed a little hesitant when he heard Gao Li's words just now.
But when she saw that everyone here had taken action, she no longer worried about anything, and saw the broad long sword in her hand flying out again.
In the blink of an eye, an autumn sword light stood across the sky, and the sky turned into a pool of water. When the sword light passed by, ripples appeared in waves.
The broad long sword swept across the sky and earth like autumn water, and also slashed towards Nan Fengmian's chest.
The bamboo hat on his head fell down, hiding the expression of the Seven-Star Sword Constellation.
But when the Qi State powerhouse saw Gao Li, Jian Qiushui, and six sixth-level monks attacking Nan Fengmian at the same time, he didn't say a word.
Instead, the seven sword lights condensed into a complete rainbow. The rainbow stretched across the sky and the earth, and countless sword lights fell from the center, trying to fall entirely on Nan Fengmian.
this moment……
A sword holder from Qi State, a sharp blade, a master disciple of Jixia Sword Pavilion, and six strong men from the sixth level of Qi State attacked Nan Fengmian together.
There was even a seventh-level monk among them!
The sky seemed to have burned and the mountains were gone.
Nan Fengmian is completely wrapped by the Seven Star Sword Constellation, mountain ghosts, autumn water, divine fire, and Qi and blood, like a small boat swept by wind and waves in the river and sea.
Nan Fengmian raised his eyes and looked at the sea of vitality in front of him, the blazing sword light, the sky-high energy and blood, and the huge mountain ghost that had completely condensed into substance.
There was still no fear on his face.
I saw him laughing loudly, and the ancient stars in the sky were reflecting and falling behind him.
His soul is looming, not tall, but there is domineering in his eyes, as if he is not afraid of all the evil in the world.
"The Seven-Star Sword Constellation wanted to kill me with the Seven-Star Sword, but now he wants to team up with the mountain ghost and unite everyone's efforts to defeat me?"
Nan Fengmian's spiritual thoughts flowed and exploded in the sky!
"The moon does not change its luster, nor does a broken sword change its strength. My sword spirit has not yet fully awakened. Even if there are a few more people who sacrifice my domineering sword spirit, what should I, Nan Fengmian, fear?"
Nan Fengmian was shocked and held the knife in his hand.
It's like a big roc rising out of the North Sea, or like the ancient stars falling together in the sky!
Nan Fengmian saw many strong men from the Qi Kingdom taking action together, but he was not frightened or angry, but instead had high fighting spirit.
The domineering sword is about to break through, and Nan Fengmian cuts it out with one strike!
The knight swung his sword into the sky!
A strong wind blew, then the storm suddenly stopped, and the dust gradually fell.
The white heads on the distant mountains have disappeared.
Many rocks fell down, and some forest areas were affected by magical powers and turned into a sea of fire.
There are no clouds or fog within a hundred miles, because the clouds and fog are dispersed by the light of the sword and the light of the sword.
The vitality had dissipated silently.
Nan Fengmian still stood where he was.
Xing Gu Zhenren has been sheathed, his hands are constantly trembling, and his spirit is dim, as if he has been seriously injured.
But Nanfeng Mian left with the same expression as before the battle, with a smile on his face, his majestic body straight, and the light from the sky fell on him, making him extremely dazzling.
How many breaths have passed...
The silent world finally started to become noisy.
In the mountains, the mountain ghosts are crying.
There is no more autumn water in the sky, and there are no waves.
Six sixth-level monks have fallen into the mountains.
And the Seven-Star Sword Constellation had already lost an arm, and a stream of blood spurted out, dyeing half of his body red.
The cloak on the head of the Seven-Star Sword Seat has already been blown away by the strong wind.
He lowered his head as if to hide the expression on his face.
Nan Fengmian looked at the Seven-Star Sword Constellation, but the Seven-Star Sword Constellation did not dare to look back.
In this place of struggle, everything is damaged.
The only ones that are complete are the name Ma Zhaoye and the Seven-Star Sword.
The seven-star sword is suspended in the sky.
The seven gems that were originally crystal clear and shining with brilliance seemed to have lost their energy supply and turned pitch black.
"This horse named Zhao Ye is so handsome. Coupled with Lu Jing, who is as jade as a bone, the women in Taixuan Jing will never forget Lu Jing riding by."
"Riding a horse and leaning on a leaning bridge, with red sleeves and red sleeves all over the building, you can't live up to my reputation as a sworn brother."
In Nanfeng Mian's soul, a mysterious sword spirit has fully awakened. At this moment, Nanfeng seems to be exhausted, but because of the existence of this sword spirit, a raging sword spirit is gathering.
While Nan Fengmian thought about Lu Jing riding Zhao Ye's famous horse, he concentrated his sword intent and prepared to make a cut.
But just at this moment, Qi Guoji came to the sword pavilion!
The Jixia Sword Pavilion actually stood in the middle of a rushing river, but the building remained standing, as if it could sweep away all the river water, but could not compete with the sword intent brewing within it.
In Jixia Jiange, a middle-aged man in black clothes was drinking tea.
But in the next moment, he seemed to sense something. He put down the tea cup in his hand, stretched out a finger, and gently drew towards the void.
"one."
A simple text appeared in the air, then turned into a stream of light and flew towards the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the clouds and mist in the sky opened, and stars appeared in the sky accompanied by streaks of thunder.
Those ancient stars, thunder and that "one" complement each other, and then disperse the brilliance.
Deeper than those ancient stars, there are actually seven more stars.
Ancient mountains, shining moon, tides, evening currents, green mist, dendrobium and jade!
It is the seven stars reflected by the Seven-Star Sword.
The word "one" disappeared, and the seven stars suddenly bloomed with a layer of shining brilliance.
Seven completely different but equally bright rays of light fell straight down and merged into the sky, turning into a ray of light invisible to the naked eye.
The light passed through the sky quietly, passed through the clouds and mist, and landed on the seven-star sword.
this moment……
Nan Fengmian was able to withstand the power of many strong men from Qi State, but had not yet regained his strength.
The strong men in Taixuan Capital are sighing that Nan Fengmian is also a genius unparalleled in the world.
Luo Shubai raised his eyes and looked at Nan Fengmian on the phantom. Immediately, the seven-foot jade tool on his waist suddenly trembled, making the Yuxing Island swordsman genius frown slightly.
Lu Jingzheng saluted the young man in black clothes.
And when time moved forward a little, Nan Fengmian had just appeared in the mountains.
The residence of the Chief Assistant of Taishu Pavilion on Qingyun Street.
Jiang Baishi was sitting in the hall, looking at the bullock cart driver in short clothes outside the east hall, who was feeding the white cattle.
The white cow was lying on the green bricks, eating grass and looking at the sky outside the chief minister's mansion.
Occasionally he shook his head and turned to look at Jiang Baishi.
"Moo..."
The man in short clothes seemed to understand what Bai Niu meant, and he also turned his head to look at Jiang Baishi.
The gray-haired Jiang Baishi still put his hands on his knees.
"Nan Fengmian is my most powerful person. He wants to inherit the Nanguo Duke's mansion. Even if he makes a mistake, we cannot let such a genius die."