Chapter 288 Borrow you to become the strongest sword
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A surge of sword energy burst out from the whetstone, sweeping across the square and hitting the rockery and stone pillars in the square, making a loud cracking noise!
"ah!"
"The whetstone is powerful!"
"The stone is evil!"
"It killed Lao Daokui!"...
Thousands of swordsmen in the valley were in panic at this moment.
Huhuhu~
The sword energy is constantly soaring!
laugh!
The swordsmen who rushed over to the square immediately to check the situation were all covered in blood, scratched by the sword energy, and many people were injured!
This is the eye of the storm!
In the eye of the storm.
Bang!
Lu Qingping and Monk Foyuan all stepped hard, and the bluestone slab was broken by their steps, causing spider veins to crack on the ground.
The two of them are like two hills standing here!
"The whetstone killed Lao Daokui?"
Lu Qingping's eyes were filled with confusion as she looked at the boulders under her feet that were constantly bursting with sword energy storms.
Monk Foyuan, however, had a strange look in his eyes, staring at the stone he wanted to get.
It is located on the square, exuding a simplicity and vitality. It is six feet high and two feet wide, like an ancient fossil. The gray rock surface has the texture of time.
But the side facing them was as smooth as a mirror, shining brightly!
Now, it is from the mirror surface of this whetstone that overwhelming sword energy bursts out.
Dangdang!
Only two people with Dharma-like bodies can stand in the eye of the most dangerous storm and block these thousands of swords!
Monk Foyuan looked at the "Queen Mother's Tears" so close to him. If he could, he really wanted to pick up the stone and leave.
Helpless with the young man sitting next to him, he could only think about it.
But at this moment, something strange and evil appeared on the whetstone, and he did not dare to act rashly.
Lu Qingping was looking at the body of the majestic old man next to the whetstone at this moment.
The corpse had white hair, covering its face like weeds, and blood was pouring out of the neck!
Although his face was covered by blood-stained white hair, there was no one in the valley except Gai Kunlun with his domineering sword energy and surging blood energy.
Dangdang!
Lu Qingping resisted the sharp sword energy shot out of the whetstone, and first said in a deep voice: "Swordsman in the valley, withdraw thousands of feet away from the whetstone!"
The swordsmen, who were running in all directions and at a loss, suddenly heard...
The rumbling sound of teenage thunder.
"yes!"
"Kai Dao, be careful!"
They all fled away in fear, and they all understood that no matter what happened to Lao Daokui in front of the whetstone.
Under that terrifying power, ordinary master swordsmen like them cannot get close, so they can only rely on the new swordsman to find out the truth.
While the swordsmen tried their best to pull the injured swordsman to retreat.
Lu Qingping braved the knife and approached the old body lying dead in front of the whetstone.
He bent down and calmly and cautiously turned the old corpse over.
Shockingly.
His eyes narrowed, and before he could confirm the face of Gai Kunlun, he actually saw the golden blood flowing out of the old corpse, and none of it went towards the whetstone.
Lu Qingping immediately slashed at the eyes of Gai Kunlun, who had disheveled hair.
Those eyes opened and looked at Lu Qingping, very calm...
People are dead!
But his eyes were open and he was extremely calm.
"Kill yourself?"
The monk Foyuan next to him suddenly saw the cause of death of the old corpse.
There was a horrific stab wound on the neck.
Looking at the sword energy in his wound, it is unparalleled, it is Lao Daokui's own sword energy!
Kill yourself!
Lu Qingping also frowned at this moment.
Gai Kunlun committed suicide in front of the whetstone?
"No, it's not simple, his blood..."
Lu Qingping frowned and muttered to herself. At this moment, she looked at the whetstone that was still swallowing the blood in Gai Kunlun's body.
He could feel that the blood on Gai Kunlun's body was decreasing and gradually drying up.
The whetstone sucks blood!
It was at this moment that the two of them were secretly thinking.
Suddenly, they felt a warning in their hearts at the same time, feeling the terrifying hostility coming from the whetstone.
"not good!"
Sudden murderous intent is coming!
It seems like a knife is about to be cut out of the whetstone with one breath!
Chi!
With this breath, Lu Qingping and Fo Yuan wanted to get out of the way at the same time. From what they felt, this sword was no less powerful than the sword they had struck in their Dharma state!
However, there was boundless suction under their feet, which attracted them at this moment.
It was like a whetstone turning this place into a field of knives, itself like a black hole, suddenly sucking the two of them closer to it.
The two of them couldn't dodge at all.
Can't dodge!
"Then use the knife!"
Choking~
There was no need to speak, but at the same time, a sharp and cold look flashed in his eyes.
The two swords that had just fought in the afternoon suddenly slashed forward!
Suddenly, a soaring aura swept through Tiandao Valley!
boom!
Two sword lights!
The sword's intent is terrifying, its color is green, and it seems to be a sharp light that can kill everything in the world, killing immortals and gods!
Another sword, if Shura is paving the way, there will be many demons of desire, the demonic thoughts are pouring down, and the blood-colored sword light will be generated, and it will be slashed forward!
These two swords, if used normally, can defeat almost 90% of the same level masters in the world.
But at this moment.
When it cuts into the whetstone, all the light is swallowed up, and all the great power is absorbed by it.
Monk Foyuan's eyes trembled, and he lost his voice instantly:
"No, this is the power of the Queen Mother's Tears, it can swallow up all the power!"
But it was at this moment when Buddha Yuan revealed the truth.
Boom~
Within ten feet outside the whetstone, the earth collapsed and the air flow twisted, turning into a whirlpool.
Its swallowing and suction power is greatly increased!
"town!"
Lu Qingping's face was cold, and her feet were firmly rooted on the ground!
However, his color changed in the next breath, because he actually felt that his soul was being sucked out.
Boom!
The green Taoist Dharma transformed into an immortal and enveloped Lu Qingping's soul.
He looked sideways and found that the spirit of Foyuan was the same.
Next breath.
The two Dharma-like rays of light completely disappeared into the whetstone.
The sword wind blows endlessly in the valley.
Lu Qingping suddenly felt that she had entered a world made of knives.
Countless knives!
Countless swordsmen!
"Is this the sword intention left behind by generations of legendary swordsmen in the whetstone?"
This thought flashed through Lu Qingping's mind immediately.
"My soul was sucked into the whetstone!"
He felt the familiar Buddhist atmosphere next to him.
But at this moment.
In the world of swords, all the thousands of swords turned their tips and roared towards the two of them at this moment.
Hula~
The sword energy is oppressing and the space is shaking, as if the world is collapsing!
Lu Qingping suddenly felt that the two of them were enemies of this sword world.
Bang!
"I want to see what you are doing, Gai Kunlun!"
Lu Qingping's eyes darkened, the Dharma Appearance expanded out of thin air, and the sword intent rolled out, like a river rushing by.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing!
His magic power surged forward, and he swung his sword forward one after another, cutting off hundreds or even thousands of swords in an instant!
Thousands of pieces fell.
Bang bang bang!
"What exactly is hidden inside the whetstone?"
Monk Foyuan is also unfolding his Dharma image, fighting with numerous swords and lights.
These sword lights are not very strong, but there are countless troubles!
Tiandao Valley has been established for thousands of years. With such a long history, generations of swordsmen have left their mark of sword energy on it. They have competed with the swordsmen of the past across time and space. Over time, they have accumulated unknown marks of sword energy!
"The knife I cut out is being swallowed here..."
Lu Qingping was shocked to find that her sword energy disappeared inside the whetstone space and slowly melted here!
"That direction!"
The young man suddenly discovered the clue, his eyes were as cold as lightning: "There is something weird in that direction!"
Clang Clang!!
Under the collision of swords, Lu Qingping ran in the right direction and killed him.
Foyuan's face moved slightly, and he immediately followed.
I don’t know how many knives were broken along the way by the two Dharma masters!
Under the road paved with blades and fragments.
Lu Qingping arrived at the end, which seemed to be the core of the whetstone space.
Buzz~
Thousands of swords trembled.
Once you enter this area.
Suddenly, he saw hundreds of powerful knives in the center of the area!
A dozen of them are golden in color.
Their quality is all in the realm of Dharma!
It was left on the whetstone by a swordsman from the Sword Alliance who broke through to the Dharma Realm.
"Those are the knives that Foyuan and I just cut, and they are all here!"
Lu Qingping narrowed her eyes and discovered that somewhere in the center of the area, several of her knives had turned into marks, leaving them around one of the black knives.
And, as it blends into...
Not only the knives of the two of them, but also all the knives around them are converging here, heading towards the black knife, as if they are going to be swallowed by it!
"That black thing is...Ye Hongxue...'s knife!"
Lu Qingping recognized the black knife and couldn't help but change her color slightly!
It lives in the center of ten thousand swords, like an emperor among swords.
It was Ye Hongxue's sword intent.
He is extremely familiar.
There is also a sword intention here, which is exactly the same as the one in his mind.
But the black knife here not only has true meaning, but also has power!
It was a sword that Ye Hongxue slashed five hundred years ago, and it is completely preserved here!
Although Ye Hongxue rejected the position of sword leader of the Sword Alliance back then, she left her sword intention here. With the help of the whetstone's ability to retain the sword, she used her sword intention to enter it and compete with swordsmen of all generations.
Then, for thousands of years, no sword could be a match for this black sword.
Here it is, the king of knives.
In Lu Qingping's perception, this knife...
Can kill the soul!
At this moment, it is like a devouring magic knife, devouring all the other marks of sword energy in this whetstone.
"No, it's not just Ye Hongxue's sword intent, there's also...Gai Kunlun's aura..."
Monk Foyuan squinted his eyes. He had cultivated the Buddha's image, and had the six magical powers of Buddhism. He had already cultivated the divine foot power, and the next step was the heavenly ear power and the heavenly eye power. His perception was much better than Lu Qingping's, and he could clearly see the truth inside the black knife.
"Gai Kunlun..."
Lu Qingping's eyes narrowed, Gai Kunlun's aura was on the black knife.
For a moment, he thought of Gai Kunlun's corpse in front of the whetstone.
That self-inflicted wound on the neck.
The young man suddenly looked at the black knife in the sea of thousands of knives with a cold voice and asked: "Old Dao Kuai, what exactly do you want to do?"
A single word shook the sea of swords, and thousands of swordsmen trembled.
I thought it was a question that no one answered, but at this moment, an indifferent voice came from the black knife:
"I just want to borrow your sword and use it with the swords of all the swordsmen in the past thousand years... let me transform into the strongest sword!"