Chapter 64 Sword transformation, sword skill or supernatural power?
Chapter 64: Sword Transformation, Sword Skills or Supernatural Powers?
"court death!"
Hearing Xiao Chen's sarcasm, Ye Wenyuan's face turned pale and his eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.
Whoosh!
The next moment, his body swayed and turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of Xiao Xuan, with his long sword sweeping out.
"The sword falls into the sky!"
Accompanied by a low shout, the sword energy was like a roaring dragon, overwhelmingly surrounding Xiao Xuan, causing Xiao Xuan's body to be locked in all directions by the dense sword energy.
The sword light was raging, and sharp sword energy crisscrossed in mid-air, forming huge sword nets that sealed the entire space tightly, leaving no gaps.
"The leader of the Luoyun Sect is not simple at all!"
Feeling this terrifying sword net offensive, Xiao Xuan was also secretly surprised.
"Qiu Shui Sword Intention, the sword intention is myriad!"
Xiao Xuan flipped his palm, and the three soft swords around his fingers quickly spun, and at the same time, countless ripples of autumn water were swayed, forming a circular protective barrier to protect it firmly inside. No matter how turbulent and sharp the sword net was,
He couldn't even rush in.
"Human-level sword intent?
!Have you realized that it is 100% perfect, and you can advance to the Xuan level with just one step?
!”
A look of surprise flashed across Ye Wenyuan's face, as if he was quite surprised.
This kind of artistic conception is definitely difficult to understand for those who are not gifted.
However, Xiao Xuan not only has a high level of cultivation at a young age, he has also comprehended the meaning of the sword, and he will comprehend it to 100%.
You know, as long as you have a good understanding, it is not difficult to get a trace or ten percent of the artistic conception.
But this 100% perfect state is not something that just any ordinary monk with good talent can comprehend.
You must have excellent opportunities, excellent understanding, and spend an extremely long time to hone your skills to achieve this level of understanding.
Ye Wenyuan himself is also a person with extraordinary talents. He understood the human sword intention during the foundation building period, but after a hundred years of accumulation, he only realized about 50% of it.
Therefore, he was surprised by Xiao Xuan.
"Oh my god! Not only has this guy's cultivation level improved so quickly, he is also extremely talented in martial arts! He is truly a monster!"
"The sect leader has also understood the sword intention, and has reached 50% of the level, but it is not half as good as the other party."
"No wonder he dares to provoke Sect Master Ye! It turns out he has such a background!"
"Hiss... doesn't that mean that if the sect leader doesn't have the level suppression of Luo Yun Sword, he is likely to lose to him?"
Everyone in Luoyun Sect gasped for air, and their hearts were filled with a layer of gloom.
Some people were dissatisfied and snorted: "Huh! How can there be so many ifs in this world?"
Our sect master has extraordinary talent in refining weapons, so he refined the Luoyun Sword by himself, so naturally it should be regarded as his own skill!"
"Yes, the golden elixir stage can refine heaven-level magic weapons. How can our sect leader's ability be compared to that of a second-generation ancestor who has been blessed by the sect?
"Even though that bastard is strong, he can't possibly defeat our sect leader!"
Everyone agreed, their words full of admiration and trust for Ye Wenyuan, as if Ye Wenyuan was already in an invincible position and could overthrow Xiao Xuan.
"snort!"
But at this moment, Zhinu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sneered and said to Su Muhan beside him: "Junior sister, I didn't expect that all the Luoyun Sect is full of ignorant fools. They actually think that our master is a second-generation ancestor. Who are you?"
I don’t know, but the Luoyun Sword in the hands of their sect master was made by robbing my Lin family’s ancestral sword embryo. It’s ridiculous that they naively think that their sect master is a weapon-refining genius. They are really laughing to death!”
When Ye Wenyuan sacrificed the Luoyun Sword, a familiar feeling of blood connection arose in Zhinu's heart.
Therefore, she immediately knew that this Luoyun Sword was refined based on the embryo of her family's ancestral sword.
"I'm afraid they haven't figured it out yet. The reason why Master wanted to destroy their Luoyun Sect and killed so many elders and disciples was because of the dirty things their sect master and elders did in the past few years!"
Zhinu's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
Hearing this, the proud laughter of everyone in Luoyun Sect suddenly stopped, and their expressions instantly became extremely embarrassed.
Several elders who knew about this also raised their eyebrows, with deep shock in their eyes, and their gazes on Zhinu also changed.
He never imagined that this young girl with yellow hair was actually the orphan of the Lin family who was wiped out by them back then.
"I see. No wonder the boy across from me got into a fight whenever he disagreed with me, and showed no mercy. It turns out he came to avenge his apprentice!"
Ye Wenyuan finally reacted, and a sharp look suddenly flashed across his eyes.
"I have traveled across the Luoyun Sect for more than a hundred years and have never encountered an opponent. I didn't expect that today I can't even break the defense of a young boy! If this matter spreads, then how can I have any face in Daqin?
A dynasty established?
!”
"In that case, don't blame me for taking a cruel move and killing you here!"
Ye Wenyuan clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate crazily. The clothes on his body made a roaring sound, like thunder exploding, which made people shudder.
"The falling cloud sword intention, the cloud tide is like the sea!"
Ye Wenyuan roared violently, and swung the Luoyun Sword in his hand fiercely, drawing out dazzling sword lights that spread out in circles and swept towards Xiao Xuan, like a tide, one after another, one wave after another.
Once a wave passes, this entire space will be submerged.
Boom!
Xiao Xuan's pupils shrank, and he looked solemnly at the sword light that filled the sky like a vast ocean.
He knew that this was Ye Wenyuan's strongest attack combined with his own sword intent. Coupled with the blessing of the Luoyun Sword, even the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul would find it difficult to compete.
"It seems that I must show my true strength today, otherwise it will be impossible to withstand this move."
Xiao Xuan's eyes were determined, his heart skipped a beat, and his figure soared into the sky.
He fluttered his palms and made several hand seals. Waves of spiritual energy emerged and were injected into the three finger-wrapped soft swords in front of him.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Immediately, a touch of light blue appeared on the three finger-twirling soft swords, emitting a faint glow.
"The sword transforms into thousands!"
Xiao Xuan shouted loudly, and the three-handled soft sword suddenly divided into three parts, six points, six points and eighteen parts... and finally turned into three thousand streams of light, which densely gathered behind Xiao Xuan.
On each stream of light, there is a subtle sword energy lingering, flowing slowly on its surface, exuding a sharp aura.
"Oh my God! Those flying swords are not phantoms, but entities?
!”
"That kid actually differentiated into three thousand flying swords, all of which are of the highest quality. Is this still a sword skill?
It’s not an exaggeration to call it a magical power!”
"Three thousand earth-level flying swords, even those powerful ones that have transcended the Nascent Soul stage, are probably not so terrifying!"
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Luoyun Sect suddenly burst into exclamations of surprise.
The eyes of the three Zhinu people were also widened, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Not only have they seen this method before, they don't even dare to think about it.
While everyone was in shock, Ye Wenyuan's sword light like waves had already rushed in front of Xiao Xuan.
But he saw Xiao Xuan was not hurrying, he slowly raised his hand and pointed, and the three thousand flying swords behind him suddenly shook together, making a buzzing sound, like a shooting star, with an indomitable spirit, extremely brave, and greeted the enemy.
He rushed forward with the monstrous sword wave.
Boom!
In an instant, the two collided together, making a huge roar, and the entire void seemed to be set off by a layer of ripples, spreading in all directions.
After a loud noise, those who were watching from the Luo Yun Sect, and some who were close, were knocked to the ground by the residual power.
However, Ye Wenyuan felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. His body trembled violently, his face turned red, and he staggered back a few steps before barely regaining his balance.
His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and he murmured to himself: "This, how is this possible?