Chapter 165 Defeating the Heavenly Sword with One Sword!
Chapter 165 Defeat the Heavenly Sword with one sword!
Song Que took action.
This move can only be described with the word "quick".
The naked eye could only see a flash of light and shadow, and the heavenly sword was unsheathed and turned into a lightning-like rainbow, streaking across the void and striking at Song Xuan!
The sword's intention is soaring to the sky, and its energy is vertical and horizontal. With one strike, life and death can be severed. Even a great master would find it difficult to dodge. Only by confronting the enemy head-on can there be any chance of survival.
The moment Song Que drew his sword, Song Xuan also took action.
The black iron heavy sword was slashed out with one strike. It seemed to be ordinary and unchanged, but in an instant, it seemed to contain a thousand changes, and all the thousands of sword moves were contained in one sword!
Keng!
The swords collided, making a violent metal friction sound. At this moment, the whole world seemed to have solidified, and even the light was completely bundled together. In the sight of the Song family and others, the world became pitch black, and everyone was
All sense of direction is lost.
The next moment, the light dissipated, the darkness in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the light returned to the world.
Everyone looked around and saw Song Que holding a long knife. He flew backwards like catkins, leaving more than ten feet of cracks on the ground. Only then did they stop the backward force.
"I lost!"
Song Que stuck the long knife on the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.
It is very common for masters to decide the winner with one move in a decisive battle, but he has always decided the winner with one strike of his sword. This is the first time that someone has decided the winner with one strike of his sword.
"What you are cultivating is not true energy!"
Song Xuan nodded, "It's definitely not true energy!"
"You have no martial arts will, and you are not following the path of martial arts, but your mental power is extremely condensed, and you can even suppress my sword intention. But what about the divine consciousness recorded by ancient Taoist Qi practitioners?"
Song Xuan smiled and said: "Yes, I am a cultivator!"
Cultivation of immortals is only a general term. To be precise, Song Xuan followed the path of swordsmanship that was uniquely created by combining martial arts and immortality and was most suitable for his own qualifications.
He is still in the early stages of this journey, but even so, the Five Elements Sword Element combined with the Black Iron Heavy Sword, a magical weapon, is far beyond what the world's great martial arts masters can contend with.
The strongest thing about a great master of martial arts is his martial will, like Song Que's sword intention, and his fierce killing aura, like a death knife slashing out from the Nine Netherworld.
Before the sword arrives, the intention of the sword arrives first, which can instantly destroy and collapse the opponent's spirit, causing the enemy to lose combat effectiveness in an instant.
But unfortunately, what he met was Song Xuan, who had opened up the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows and cultivated his divine consciousness.
I dare not say that the Immortal Dao is definitely better than the Martial Dao. There are three thousand Dao, and when you practice to an advanced stage, it is difficult to distinguish between Dao and Dao.
But at least at this stage, Song Que, who was in the Grand Master realm, had no way of fighting against Song Xuan's spiritual defense with his martial arts will.
When the martial arts will does not have any advantage, in a head-to-head fight, Song Xuan's Five Elements Sword Element can crush the true energy like a dimension-reducing blow.
With just a casual sword strike, the great master of martial arts, Heavenly Sword Song Que, was defeated.
If Song Xuan didn't intend to accept this person as his subordinate, Song Que would definitely die if he used another sword!
"It's not unfair to lose to a cultivator!"
In fact, there are nine styles of his Heavenly Sword, and each sword is stronger than the last. If he can slash the ninth sword, and the power of the nine swords is integrated into one sword, Song Que feels that his strongest sword should be as powerful as Song Xuan's previous sword.
A head-on encounter.
But, this is meaningless anymore.
You lost with the first strike. If it was a life-and-death fight, who would give you a chance to continue to use the sword to gain momentum?
Song Xuan didn't make another move to make up for it, which was already a sign of respect for him, the great master.
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and patting the dust on his body, Song Que stood up, put the long knife behind his back, and then bowed to Song Xuan.
"Your Majesty, Song Que, represents the Song family in Lingnan and is willing to submit to His Majesty!"
Song Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
It is true that Song Que is a martial arts fanatic, but he is not stupid and has a very strong ability to assess situations. This can be seen from his extremely decisive decision to draw a clear line with Fan Qinghui back then.
"You are the Grand Master, you don't need so many etiquettes!" Song Xuan said politely.
Song Que, on the other hand, shook his head seriously and said: "Before, it was a fight between strong men, but now, it is a formal meeting between the monarch and his ministers. The etiquette cannot be discarded!"
Song Xuan followed the good advice and praised: "Song Qing is determined!"
After the ceremony, Song Zhi, the second-in-command of the Song family, and Song Que's eldest son Song Shidao and others also came forward one after another to pay homage to the new emperor.
After receiving the greetings one by one, Song Que said: "Your Majesty, the new emperor has ascended the throne, but there are still many rebels in the world. I wonder if your Majesty needs my Song family to send troops to eliminate the banditry?"
Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said: "You can make preparations first, and then you can send troops when my decree is issued!"
"yes!"
Song Duo nodded his head, thought for a moment, and then said: "Since His Majesty entered the world, he has challenged all the masters in the world. Next, are you going to fight against the Sanren Ning Daoqi?"
"right!"
"Ning Daoqi is no match for you!"
"I know!"
Song Xuan was not polite this time.
If his spiritual consciousness has not been condensed before, the martial arts will of the grand master will have some influence on him. If he wants to defeat a grand master, Song Xuan will have to spend a lot of effort.
But now that the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows has been opened and his spiritual consciousness has been established, the will of martial arts has no influence on him anymore.
Even, as his spiritual consciousness continues to be condensed and powerful, he will be able to use his spiritual consciousness as a means to counter-suppress the Grand Master at the spiritual level. By then, it will be easy for him to kill the Grand Master!
While the two were talking, Song Que suddenly frowned and looked somewhere in the distance.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to deal with this person?"
In the direction where his eyes were, there was an old man with a long beard and an elegant and simple face. He was dressed in a light blue brocade robe, which made his figure as tall as a mountain, and he also had an air of elegance.
style.
This person is the number one great master in the world, a Sanren of the Taoist sect, Ning Daoqi.
Song Xuan chuckled. This person must have arrived in Shu a long time ago. He probably expected that he would have to fight Song Que, so he hid in the dark and watched. There were probably some who wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight and reap the benefits.
Intend.
It's just a pity that the duel between Song Xuan and Song Que ended too quickly, giving Ning Daoqi no chance to plan.
Song Xuan rose into the air, stood in mid-air, looked at the old man's figure, and said: "Since fellow Taoist is here, why don't you show up to see him?"
Ning Daoqi was silent for a moment, seeming to be sizing up Song Xuan, with a look of contemplation in his eyes.
Then, he chuckled, and his body swayed, turning into dozens of afterimages in the void, like a horse flying in the sky without any restraints. The situation was like riding on the clouds freely, and controlling the air dragon was indescribably wonderful.
Song Xuan looked at it and sighed secretly.
Such a carefree and free-spirited person insists on being a dog licker. It really ruins the reputation of Taoism!