Chapter 373: Killing the Demons, Xu Taiping, Draws the Sword
"Zheng!——"
Almost at the moment when Master Sansan said these words, the Spirit Sword Rusty Lion suddenly let out a sword cry like the roar of a lion king.
At the same time, Xu Taiping only felt that there was a very gentle force that was guiding the movement of the true energy in his body, as well as the integration of sword intention, sword energy and sword force.
Not only that, just like learning the Hidden Sword Style, each copybook began to merge into his sea of consciousness.
Although the content of these copybook articles is the same as when practicing Hidden Sword Art, the strokes of each word are very different.
Some things that I had half-understood before, or had been confused for a long time, began to be solved under the guidance of this power.
At this moment, Xu Taiping suddenly understood.
Sansan layman is using borrowing a sword as an excuse to teach himself the second sword - drawing the sword.
Although they both draw swords.
But compared with the sword that Master Sansan taught him now, the sword that he used instinctively when he sounded the sword on Xianhu Peak is completely the difference between master calligraphers and children who have just learned to write.
While comprehending the essence of Master Sansan's sword, he also understood why Master Sansan was willing to teach him how to use the sword only after he mastered the hidden sword.
Because this sword drawing style is improved on the basis of the hidden sword style, you cannot learn to draw a sword without mastering the hidden sword style.
"boom!……"
Just when Xu Taiping was immersed in his mind, carefully comprehending the essence of Sansan Layman's sword, the mountain below him suddenly trembled violently.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Wu Yazi's tall body after using the Dharma Appearance of Heaven and Earth. At this time, he was besieged by three demons headed by the Thunder Lion Demon Lord, and he hit the Wulao Peak heavily.
At the same time, Sword Master Amon was also besieged by the two Demon Lords headed by the Nine Infants, and was forced to retreat continuously.
Although both Wu Yazi and Amon's cultivation can stand alone, they were still defeated when faced with the siege of multiple demon lords at the same time.
After Wu Yazi was dragged into the Demon Lord Thunder Lion's true demon body, the other two Nine Nether Demon Lords also revealed their true demon bodies, and one by one they tried their best to face Xu Taiping at Wulao Peak.
Come and kill.
But at the same moment, Xu Taiping only felt that the rusty lion pushed in front of his palm suddenly sank, and he really felt a kind of sword intention. The sword energy and the sword power merged into one in the long sword in his hand, and they were integrated.
feeling.
However, he knew very well that if it were not for San San Lay, it would have taken decades, or even hundreds of years, for him to integrate the three so perfectly.
"Zheng!..."
Suddenly, the Rusty Lion Sword once again let out a sword sound like the roar of a lion king. At the same time, the sword edge suddenly trembled, and the sword energy wrote the word "one" in front of Xu Taiping.
"boom!……"
The moment this word appeared, Xu Taiping suddenly had the illusion in his heart that as long as he held this sword, he would hold the whole world.
Under this impulse, he instinctively grasped the hilt of the Rusty Lion's sword.
Immediately, Wulao Peak trembled suddenly with a "boom".
A huge and magnificent sword force, like a hurricane, swept across Wulaotan instantly and quickly spread to the entire Qingxuan.
At this moment, the huge fist of the Thunder Lion appeared above Xu Taiping's head like a huge boulder.
"Xu Taiping, draw your sword!"
Elder Sansan's voice sounded like thunder in Xu Taiping's ears.
"Zheng!——"
Immediately, Xu Taiping held the Rusty Lion Sword in his hand and stabbed the Demon Lord Thunder Lion with a sword amidst a sound that sounded like the sky was being torn apart.
"boom!"
The Demon Lord's huge fist was pierced by the Rusty Lion Sword almost instantly. Through the huge hole that was pierced, one could just see the incredible eyes of the Demon Lord Thunder Lion.
But the next moment, the Rusty Lion Sword pierced its head with a "bang", leaving only a huge hole seven or eight feet in diameter.
At the same time, the sword energy on the Rusty Lion Sword, which was mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness and unique aura, completely tore the body of the Demon Lord Thunder Lion apart in an instant.
"Peace, the work of exterminating demons is over!"
After killing the Demon Lord Thunder Lion with one sword, the voice of Sansan layman sounded again.
"Yes, Master!"
Xu Taiping blurted out almost instinctively, and layman Sansan who was pushing the rusty lion sword in front of him with him raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said loudly:
"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"
"Zheng!..."
Amidst the sounds of swords, the spirits of Xu Taiping and Sansan layman held the rusty lion sword together, turning into a criss-crossing sword light flying over Qingxuan.
"Rumble!..."
Wherever the sword light passed, the explosion of energy was like thunder, and the monsters encountered were killed in response. Even the body of the real demon after death was turned into powder by the sword energy.
Seeing this scene, Patriarch Wuya, who had his back against Wulao Peak, suddenly laughed wildly, then hammered the mountain with his giant hand and said:
"Okay, okay, okay, I, Zhenwu Tian, finally have another demon-slaying sword!"
Amon, who was standing in the air with a flying sword on his feet, also murmured with blazing eyes: "Let this child grow for another hundred years, and we will be able to gather the candidates for the next Zhenwu Tian's battle between heaven and demons."
On the Hidden Sword Ping, Huangque Liu Chuxuan, who was helping the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect to eliminate the scattered monsters on the ground, also stopped at this time and stared intently at the sword light above his head.
"This breath...is it him?"
Huang Que asked in a trembling voice with some stuttering.
"It's him, it must be him!"
Liu Chuxuan nodded vigorously.
"This time, no matter how much it costs, we have to find a way for him to represent Zhenwutian in the Golden Scale Club. Not to mention making it into the top ten, as long as he can make it into the top thirty, he can win back a big share for us Zhenwutian
Luck!"
He said with some excitement. "Zheng!——"
Almost at the moment when Master Sansan said these words, the Spirit Sword Rusty Lion suddenly let out a sword cry like the roar of a lion king.
At the same time, Xu Taiping only felt that there was a very gentle force that was guiding the movement of the true energy in his body, as well as the integration of sword intention, sword energy and sword force.
Not only that, just like learning the Hidden Sword Style, each copybook began to merge into his sea of consciousness.
Although the content of these copybook articles is the same as when practicing Hidden Sword Art, the strokes of each word are very different.
Some things that I had half-understood before, or had been confused for a long time, began to be solved under the guidance of this power.
At this moment, Xu Taiping suddenly understood.
Sansan layman is using borrowing a sword as an excuse to teach himself the second sword - drawing the sword.
Although they both draw swords.
But compared with the sword that Master Sansan taught him now, the sword that he used instinctively when he sounded the sword on Xianhu Peak is completely the difference between master calligraphers and children who have just learned to write.
While comprehending the essence of Master Sansan's sword, he also understood why Master Sansan was willing to teach him how to use the sword only after he mastered the hidden sword.
Because this sword drawing style is improved on the basis of the hidden sword style, you cannot learn to draw a sword without mastering the hidden sword style.
"boom!……"
Just when Xu Taiping was immersed in his mind, carefully comprehending the essence of Sansan Layman's sword, the mountain below him suddenly trembled violently.
When he raised his eyes, he saw Wu Yazi's tall body after using the Dharma Appearance of Heaven and Earth. At this time, he was besieged by three demons headed by the Thunder Lion Demon Lord, and he hit the Wulao Peak heavily.
At the same time, Sword Master Amon was also besieged by the two Demon Lords headed by the Nine Infants, and was forced to retreat continuously.
Although both Wu Yazi and Amon's cultivation can stand alone, they were still defeated when faced with the siege of multiple demon lords at the same time.
After Wu Yazi was dragged into the Demon Lord Thunder Lion's true demon body, the other two Nine Nether Demon Lords also revealed their true demon bodies, and one by one they tried their best to face Xu Taiping at Wulao Peak.
Come and kill.
But at the same moment, Xu Taiping only felt that the rusty lion pushed in front of his palm suddenly sank, and he really felt a kind of sword intention. The sword energy and the sword power merged into one in the long sword in his hand, and they were integrated.
feeling.
However, he knew very well that if it were not for San San Lay, it would have taken decades, or even hundreds of years, for him to integrate the three so perfectly.
"Zheng!..."
Suddenly, the Rusty Lion Sword once again let out a sword sound like the roar of a lion king. At the same time, the sword edge suddenly trembled, and the sword energy wrote the word "one" in front of Xu Taiping.
"boom!……"
The moment this word appeared, Xu Taiping suddenly had the illusion in his heart that as long as he held this sword, he would hold the whole world.
Under this impulse, he instinctively grasped the hilt of the Rusty Lion's sword.
Immediately, Wulao Peak trembled suddenly with a "boom".
A huge and magnificent sword force, like a hurricane, swept across Wulaotan instantly and quickly spread to the entire Qingxuan.
At this moment, the huge fist of the Thunder Lion appeared above Xu Taiping's head like a huge boulder.
"Xu Taiping, draw your sword!"
Elder Sansan's voice sounded like thunder in Xu Taiping's ears.
"Zheng!——"
Immediately, Xu Taiping held the Rusty Lion Sword in his hand and stabbed the Demon Lord Thunder Lion with a sword amidst a sound that sounded like the sky was being torn apart.
"boom!"
The Demon Lord's huge fist was pierced by the Rusty Lion Sword almost instantly. Through the huge hole that was pierced, one could just see the incredible eyes of the Demon Lord Thunder Lion.
But the next moment, the Rusty Lion Sword pierced its head with a "bang", leaving only a huge hole seven or eight feet in diameter.
At the same time, the sword energy on the Rusty Lion Sword, which was mixed with awe-inspiring righteousness and unique aura, completely tore the body of the Demon Lord Thunder Lion apart in an instant.
"Peace, the work of exterminating demons is over!"
After killing the Demon Lord Thunder Lion with one sword, the voice of Sansan layman sounded again.
"Yes, Master!"
Xu Taiping blurted out almost instinctively, and layman Sansan who was pushing the rusty lion sword in front of him with him raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then said loudly:
"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"
"Zheng!..."
Amidst the sounds of swords, the spirits of Xu Taiping and Sansan layman held the rusty lion sword together, turning into a criss-crossing sword light flying over Qingxuan.
"Rumble!..."
Wherever the sword light passed, the explosion of energy was like thunder, and the monsters encountered were killed in response. Even the body of the real demon after death was turned into powder by the sword energy.
Seeing this scene, Patriarch Wuya, who had his back against Wulao Peak, suddenly laughed wildly, then hammered the mountain with his giant hand and said:
"Okay, okay, okay, I, Zhenwu Tian, finally have another demon-slaying sword!"
Amon, who was standing in the air with a flying sword on his feet, also murmured with blazing eyes: "Let this child grow for another hundred years, and we will be able to gather the candidates for the next Zhenwu Tian's battle between heaven and demons."
On the Hidden Sword Ping, Huangque Liu Chuxuan, who was helping the disciples of the Qingxuan Sect to eliminate the scattered monsters on the ground, also stopped at this time and stared intently at the sword light above his head.
"This breath...is it him?"
Huang Que asked in a trembling voice with some stuttering.
"It's him, it must be him!"
Liu Chuxuan nodded vigorously.
"This time, no matter how much it costs, we have to find a way for him to represent Zhenwutian in the Golden Scale Club. Not to mention making it into the top ten, as long as he can make it into the top thirty, he can win back a big share for us Zhenwutian