Chapter 2158: Sword Demon and Thousand Ghost Slaughter
He casually struck the sword, but the long sword roared and exploded, and the loud sound of the sword echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten places.
That is the soul of the sword itself, which resonates with Yue Zifeng's soul. The sword is a carrier, but because of the call of Yue Zifeng's whole heart and soul, it triggered the possession of the sword spirit in the world.
This sword cry was made by the sword spirit itself, and it was willing to share its power with Yue Zifeng.
The moment the sword was raised, the sword light penetrated the void, shattered the clouds in all directions, penetrated into the infinite sky, and cut off the imprisonment of the avenue.
The long sword slashed down, and the brilliant sword light poured down like a river of stars. At that moment, everything collapsed.
Even Dongfang Yuyang, Ximen Tianxiong and other powerful men were moved by this, and they all stood up from their seats, their eyes full of horror.
"boom"
Yue Zifeng slashed down with his sword, and Jian Wuchen's long sword immediately fell apart. In front of Yue Zifeng's sword, his strength was completely vulnerable.
"puff"
The sword light shattered, and the sword energy cut open the area he had opened. Jian Wuchen roared, and the black sword danced, resisting with all his strength. He was still knocked away by the sword, blood spurted out, and even his chest was torn apart by the sword energy.
There was a long gash, with bones visible, and blood slowly spilling out.
Yue Zifeng slashed out with his sword, knocking Jian Wuchen away and vomiting blood. However, he did not attack immediately. His long sword flew into the air and he said coldly:
"The true way of swordsmanship is the unity of swordsmen and swordsmen. There is no one who controls the other, and no one controls the other.
Rather, they understand each other, trust each other, and entrust everything to each other.
At that time, I had been wandering outside the way of swordsmanship and could not get a glimpse of it, but since I joined the Dragon Blood Legion, it was the boss who taught me the true way of swordsmanship.
The boss taught us trust and taught us to entrust our backs to our brothers. Now that we have trust, we don’t need to have unnecessary worries and move forward bravely.
This is the reason why our Dragon Blood Legion is so powerful that we can become the first legion of Tianwu. Our strength is not because of our talents, but because we can trust each other and we can hand over our lives to those of other brothers without hesitation.
in hand.
This is the brotherhood of our Dragon Blood Legion, but it is also the same as the way of the sword. If you want to resonate with the sword in your hand, you need to trust your whole heart and soul."
Yue Zifeng's words echoed in the void like rolling thunder, shaking people's minds.
The strong men present looked at Yue Zifeng above the void, and then at Long Chen in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.
Long Chen is Long Chen. Yue Zifeng, such a terrifying genius, actually respects him so much. There is no trace of his admiration for him in his words.
Beitang Rushuang was even more beautiful. She had always thought that Long Chen was a rogue and scoundrel, but for a powerful and arrogant swordsman like Yue Zifeng to respect him so much, she really didn't expect it.
Yue Zifeng looked at the long sword in his hand, his face full of gratitude, and continued:
"Only absolute trust can the true power of swordsmanship be exerted. She entrusted her life to me, and I can also entrust my life to her.
Therefore, a true swordsman does not need to worry so much, he only needs to believe and not doubt.
It's a pity that these words are of no use to you. Even if Jian Wuchen practices for another thousand or ten thousand years, you still won't be able to understand this truth.
Because in your heart, you don’t believe in anyone, the only one you can believe in is yourself.
You are selfish and narrow-minded, blaming your own faults on others, and filling your heart with resentment, which is equivalent to closing your inner world, where there is darkness, where the sun cannot shine.
You are too obsessed, and you never think that you are at fault. You think that it is not you who are wrong, but the whole world. Therefore, Jian Wuchen, you will never understand in this life what trust is and what the true way of the sword is."
"shut up"
After hearing Yue Zifeng's words, Jian Wuchen gave a sharp shout. His face was ferocious and began to twist, like a furious demon, and his eyes were almost spitting out fire.
He had also heard of Yue Zifeng's words. He had heard of this theory on the first day he entered Tianjian Sect.
However, at that time, he only thought it was a basic thing and didn't care about it. What he wanted was a higher level of mental skills, more terrifying sword moves, and magical magic that could overturn the world.
But now he found that he was wrong. Yue Zifeng used his own actions to prove that the basic theory is the essence of kendo and the foundation of kendo.
But he couldn't do it. He couldn't even find anyone he could trust in the whole world. How could he trust a weapon.
"They are all fallacies and deceptions. Whether a sword is powerful or not only depends on who wields it.
If it is in the hands of a foolish farmer, it can only be used to chop wood and vegetables; if it is in the hands of a brave soldier, it can be used to kill enemies and make achievements.
The same weapon, whether it is powerful or not, all depends on the control of the person. If there is no person, the sword is useless no matter how strong it is." Jian Wuchen roared, he did not agree with Yue Zifeng's point of view.
"If there are no people, the sword is just scrap metal, but without the sword, the people are just ordinary people.
Using the sword as a ruler, you can measure the world, travel around the world, become immortals and gods, kill demons and eliminate demons, and the true meaning of swordsmanship is the unity of swordsmen and men." Yue Zifeng said calmly.
"Go to hell with your Swordsman Unity. You Tianjian Sect are all bitches who are united in one, a bunch of liars who deceive the world and steal their reputation."
Jian Wuchen roared angrily, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, spraying on the black sword in his hand.
"Buzz"
The black long sword's light surged, and the violent killing energy rose. The black long sword seemed to be resurrected, exuding endless ferocious energy. Jian Wuchen roared and struck at Yue Zifeng with one strike.
"The sword is a gentleman's weapon. It values righteousness and peace. It can be used to dance with the sword and sing songs, and it can also kill demons and eliminate demons, but it is definitely not about killing to prove oneself."
Yue Zifeng sneered, swung his long sword, and blocked it casually.
"Rumble..."
The moment the two long swords collided, the heaven and earth stirred, the void exploded, and endless murderous intent swept across the sky.
The black wings behind Jian Wuchen floated, and the long sword in his hand trembled, like a demon king from the demon world, violent and bloodthirsty.
Opposite him, Yue Zifeng had a calm expression, holding the Sword Art in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand, just blocking Jian Wuchen's black long sword.
On the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand, ripples flowed, and divine power gushed out, exuding a strange fluctuation. This fluctuation seemed to be the breath of the sky and the pulse of the earth.
No matter how violent Jian Wuchen's power was, he could not suppress the long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand. It seemed that this long sword could resist Jian Wuchen's attack.
"No wonder the sword cultivator has the highest attack power. This time I finally understand that once the sword spirit appears, the whole world will support him. Now Yue Zifeng is solely using the power of the sword to resist Jian Wuchen."
Nangong Zuiyue sighed.
Not only her, but also the strong men who could reach that height all saw the clues. Yue Zifeng's long sword was possessed by the sword spirit, and Yue Zifeng was now in a blessed state.
"With such a pervert, wouldn't Yue Zifeng be invincible?" Mo Nian couldn't help but be speechless.
"There is no invincible existence in this world. To be possessed by the sword spirit, you need to resonate with Yue Zifeng.
For Yue Zifeng in the resonance state, the consumption of his spiritual power is equally terrifying. This kind of power is easy to consume but difficult to recover. Once the spiritual power is exhausted and there is no spiritual power to resonate with it, the sword spirit will disappear." Long Chen shook his head.
He shook his head.
Spiritual power is a strange power, an energy between the power of the soul and the power of will. Long Chen seems to understand it but not quite.
But in hell, in that weird pool, Xie Qianqian saved Long Chen with the power of his soul. Only then did Long Chen know that there were people who cultivated this strange power.
In the past, Long Chen had vaguely sensed this kind of power in Yue Zifeng, but today, this spiritual power became stronger and stronger, indicating that Yue Zifeng was able to control this power.
Xie Qianqian was a strong person from the outside world. Long Chen didn't know what kind of system she practiced. But for Yue Zifeng, Long Chen knew that it was all learned step by step from his hard training in the way of swordsmanship.
Yue Zifeng's perseverance has always made Long Chen admire him. Sword cultivators are a group of persistent madmen, and once the madmen get serious, they are too scary.
"Asshole, I don't believe it."
Seeing that Yue Zifeng blocked him with the long sword in his hand, no matter how violent his power was, he still couldn't do anything to Yue Zifeng, so he couldn't help but let out an angry roar.
But he couldn't lie to himself. He was also a swordsman, and he could clearly sense the endless power in Yue Zifeng's sword.
That power did not belong to Yue Zifeng at all, but to the long sword. He finally thought of the legendary sword spirit possessing him. The sword spirit resonated with Yue Zifeng and handed over his power to Yue Zifeng without reservation.
peak.
"ah……"
Jian Wuchen let out a beast-like roar, and suddenly the vision behind him disappeared. The white clothes on his body burst into pieces, his skin split open, and blood gushed out.
At that moment, Jian Wuchen's aura disappeared, replaced by an ancient, violent, and unfamiliar aura.
The anger in Jian Wuchen's eyes disappeared, replaced by vicissitudes of life, and his whole person seemed to have turned into another person in an instant.
"I didn't expect that someone would awaken the sword spirit. Very good, very good. I, the Sword Demon, slaughter all ghosts. Finally, today, I can finally find a suitable person to take over." Jian Wuchen's voice became older,
It shocked everyone.
"He...he is the Sword Demon Ten Thousand Ghosts Slayer? How is this possible?" Someone couldn't help but scream, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"What state has he reached that can dissolve his soul into the vision of heaven? Could it be said that he controls Jian Wuchen with his will?"
For a while, people's scalps felt numb, and they could not understand the world more and more.
"Little baby, I admire you very much. I will inherit my mantle obediently. I will ensure that you can dominate the sword and eventually become an emperor." Jian Wuchen's old voice sounded, his eyes fixed on Yue Zifeng.