The sword was not unsheathed, but the sword king felt as if he was being pointed at his heart by thousands of invisible blades, as if he would be pierced through the heart by a sword if he made the slightest move.
That feeling is magical. If you don't understand swords, you won't feel this way anyway. The more you know swords, the stronger the feeling will be.
Obviously he can clearly see Bai Candong's every move and his intentions, but the sword king, who is the master of many swordsmanships in the world, can't think of any mysterious swordsmanship that can defeat Bai Candong at this time.
This action looks extremely simple.
The Sword King's whole figure seemed to be frozen there, his whole body soaked with cold sweat, his eyes were shaken, and he no longer had that strong self-confidence.
Bai Candong's palm slowly grasped the hilt of Dark Killing's sword and pulled Dark Killing out of its scabbard. The whole process was so natural and freehand, with no unnecessary movements or gorgeous embellishments.
The Sword King watched helplessly as the sword struck through the sky. Such a straightforward sword was like an unpredictable sword of gods and ghosts in his eyes, making him not know how to dodge.
Outsiders couldn't see the mystery behind this, they just looked at the sword king as if he was stupid, standing there blankly, not resisting at all, being stabbed in the heart by Bai Candong's sword.
boom!
A powerful Divine Chain of Order erupted from the Sword King's body, blocking Bai Candong's sword. With the emergence of the Divine Chain of Order, it meant that the Sword King had lost in the sword competition. Next,
It's a life-and-death battle where all possible means are used.
"Sword King, how did he defeat him? It seems to me that there is nothing mysterious about His Royal Highness's sword. It can even be said to be an extremely simple sword. Even a three-year-old child who has just learned the sword can stab him like that.
Sword? How could the sword king be defeated by such a sword?" A king-level temple knight said in confusion.
"We can't understand. That's because our realm is not high enough to let the sword king stand there and be stabbed. This kind of sword technique is really unpredictable. In today's world, no one can use such sword technique. Except for the Holy Son
Your Highness, I am afraid that the only one left is the Lord from the Temple of the Sun." The king-level temple knight who wielded the sword did not understand the sword and could only sigh.
Yuwen Jiansheng understood a little bit. Bai Cangdong's sword did not change at all. It was a very simple sword. People who don't understand swords can only see this.
But the more you understand the sword, the more you will feel that the sword is mysterious and mysterious. It seems to be a simple sword, but when you are in it, you will feel that no matter what method you use to crack it, you will eventually be defeated by that simple sword.
The sword king was killed by the subsequent changes of the sword because he thought of countless ways to break it. In the end, there was still no way to avoid the subsequent changes of the sword, so he watched helplessly as the sword pierced his heart.
There is no action, because no matter what kind of action there is, the final result is still the same.
This kind of returning to the original nature of swordsmanship can no longer be described as swordsmanship. It has truly been sublimated to the realm of Tao and can be called the true way of swordsmanship.
"Good swordsmanship. I lost in swordsmanship, but I will definitely win this duel." The sword king erupted from the terrifying Order God Chain, pointing at Bai Candong and said.
Bai Candong didn't even look at the Sword King, turned around and walked out of the martial arts arena, saying as he walked: "You have already lost."
"What did you say? I just lost in swordsmanship, but the competition is not over yet." The Sword King said angrily.
No one watching the battle understood what Bai Candong meant. A duel was not a swordsmanship contest. Bai Candong only won the duel of swordsmanship, and could not be regarded as truly winning the duel. If he wanted to make the sword king bow his head in this way, then basically
It's impossible, and Bai Cangdong shouldn't be so naive.
Just when everyone was wondering, they suddenly saw the Sword King's expression change drastically.
Right at the heart of the Sword King, where the sword was hit just now, a sword light is bursting out with a terrifying aura. The sword light that everyone thought was blocked by the Sword King did not disappear, but grew at an incredible speed.
He stood up and fiercely attacked the Sword King's Divine Chain of Order.
The Sword King continuously exploded the Divine Chain of Order and various privileges, trying to destroy the sword light, but the sword light became stronger and stronger under the blows of many forces.
The sword king tried his best to resist the sword light, but the sword light pierced his defense bit by bit and approached his heart. This terrifying feeling was just like when he tried to pull out the sword of inheritance and Jian Ming
A feeling of confrontation.
"Inherited swordsmanship... This is the inherited swordsmanship of my Sword King City..." The Sword King roared in his heart, not sure if it was sadness or helplessness.
The supreme swordsmanship of the Sword King City lineage was used by an outsider to defeat the Sword King today. The Sword King's mood was already complicated and indescribable.
Click!
The sword king's divine chain of order was shattered instantly like pierced glass. The sword light penetrated directly through his heart, and blood bloomed like a red flower.
"You have lost." Looking at the scene of the Sword King's blood splattering on the spot, the words Bai Candong said just now echoed in his mind. There was a dead silence outside the entire martial arts arena. There was no distinction between the enemy and ourselves, and everyone just felt a chill.
Penetrates the bone marrow.
This kind of swordsmanship and this kind of person are really like demons and gods, which makes people feel terrified.
"Roar!" After his life lamp was cut off, the resurrected Sword King raised his sword and wanted to kill Bai Candong, who was about to leave the martial arts arena, to prove that the duel was not over and he would fight to the end.
But just as he raised his sword, countless sword-shaped black chains emerged from his body, covering his body, binding his legs and arms, making it difficult for him to move.
The Sword King tried desperately to cut off those chains, but there were more and more chains, eventually making it difficult for him to move. Moreover, under the constraints of the sword-shaped black chains, his body began to age strangely, and his hair, which was already gray,
Soon he turned completely white and wrinkles began to appear on his face.
Everyone held their breath, or they were so shocked by the strange scene in front of them that they could not breathe. They stared at the Sword King with wide eyes and struggled like a beast strangled by thorns. But the more he struggled, the more the thorns appeared.
The thorn pierces deeper.
Although not a drop of blood could be seen, the sword king in the eyes of the crowd was like a beast that was about to die with blood dripping from the stabbing.
The strange light flashed again, and the Sword King was really dead. The Sword King, who had extinguished another life lamp, still could not get rid of the black sword-shaped chain that looked like the blade of death. He was soon bound and unable to move. The final tragedy
It happened again, and the Sword King was once again extinguished.
"Sword King, can you admit defeat?" Bai Candong, who had already reached the exit of the martial arts arena, turned back to look at the Sword King and asked.
The Sword King looked ferocious, but did not speak. He knew that Bai Candong's walking out of the martial arts arena meant his death, but he could not say such a thing as surrender, especially when the other party was Bai Candong.
In Dong's situation, he would rather die than say those words to Bai Cangdong.
"Have some backbone." Bai Candong turned around and was about to walk out of the martial arts arena, leaving the Sword King to die.
"We lost, we lost, please let my master go, please..." Yuwen Jiansheng rushed to the exit of the martial arts arena desperately. Because he couldn't get in through the shield, Yuwen Jiansheng jumped directly.
Kneel in front of the shield.
"Swordsman, stand up. In our Sword King's City, there are only swordsmen who die in battle, and there are no cowards who live in vain." The Sword King roared with blood-red eyes.
Bai Cangdong sighed. He had no grudge against Yuwen Jiansheng. Although they were competitors, they felt a bit sympathetic to each other.
With a wave of his hand, Bai Candong removed the chains of death from the sword king, and at the same time opened the shield and walked out of the martial arts arena. Killing was easy, but Bai Candong didn't want to kill anyone today.
"I'll wait for you on the warship. I hope you can bring me what you promised me before sunrise tomorrow." After saying this to Yuwen Swordsman, Bai Cangdong led all the temple knights to the outside of Sword King City.
All the temple knights held their chests high, and they were uniform and high-spirited. Under the watchful eyes of the people of Sword King City, they majestically cleared the way for Bai Cangdong, walked out of Sword King City, and returned to the warship.
The will of the temple knights comes from the undead, and it is natural for the undead to worship and respect the strong. Before today, although Bai Candong had a noble status, the three thousand temple knights had to obey his orders, but in their hearts,
I look down upon Bai Cangdong very much.
However, after the battle with the Sword King, no temple knight had the slightest dissatisfaction with him anymore. As a duke, he destroyed the Sword King with a wave of his hand. Such powerful strength instantly won their respect and conviction.
"His Royal Highness the Holy Son is so merciful. Those rebellious ministers dare to be disrespectful to His Highness the Holy Son. They should be executed." It was the first time that a king-level temple knight called him the word "Holy Son", and he said it so smoothly.
"Human beings are not like the undead, who have unlimited life, so killing is a very important matter." Bai Candong said with a smile.
"What's so difficult about killing?" The Temple Knights were a little puzzled. For the undead, neither killing nor their own death was something that was taken seriously. They were more afraid of being sealed than of being sealed.
be killed.
"You are now the same as humans, and you will understand in the future." Bai Cangdong just smiled, but said nothing more.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, Yuwen Jiansheng is outside asking for an audience." A Duke-level temple knight came to report.
"Bring him in." Bai Cangdong thought to himself: "With so many generations of sword kings in Sword King City, and having gone through such glorious times, there should be quite a few swords of kings. I hope there is a bridge needed for the sword box.
In this way, I can prepare wholeheartedly to be promoted to the king.
Yuwen Jiansheng came to Bai Candong carrying a purple wooden box that was as tall as a person. There were many humanoid patterns carved on the purple wooden box. Each pattern was a man holding a sword, posing in different sword-holding postures.
, each posture has a certain artistic conception, and the combination of these patterns turns out to be a sword technique.
"All the king's swords in our Sword King City are here. Please choose one, Your Highness, the Holy Son." Swordsman Yuwen slowly opened the box, revealing many king's swords of different shapes inserted in the box.