Li Twelve Niang raised her thick eyebrows, flying like a sword, swiped the copper sword in her hand, her pupils suddenly shrank, and swung it again like she didn't believe it, but she slashed seven or eight swords in succession, and the changes brought about were unexpected.
The sword energy containing supreme power cut into the surrounding furnace-like barrier and melted without a trace in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea.
The most incredible thing is that in addition to being weakened by a force of heaven and earth, even when he swings the sword, he gradually feels that he is unable to do what he wants. It is not that he is powerless, but that he is pulled by some force and loses his accuracy.
For saints, especially swordsman saints like Li Twelve Niang, this is an unbelievable thing, but it just happened!
This is not the power of heaven and earth, it is clearly the real melting pot of heaven and earth, which can melt everything, including the indestructible sword energy.
In particular, I felt the changes in Wu Ming's aura. Although he was only a semi-saint, his martial arts true meaning was the pinnacle of reducing complexity to simplicity, which was only one level weaker than returning to nature.
Although there is a gap between the sky and the sky, the gap cannot be calculated by reason, but now there is the blessing of the mighty power of heaven and earth, and Wu Ming's own supreme talent is the basis, the spirit and spirit are bones, and the supreme sword intention is made of flesh and blood!
All these combinations have infinitely narrowed the gap between the martial arts between the two parties, bringing them incomparably closer to the realm of transcendence and sainthood!
"You're crazy"
Li Twelve Niang was no longer calm as before, her voice was a bit sharper, and she said with a look of shock, "Even if you burn everything and risk your life to give me a knife, at most you can only hurt me, but you have to pay for it with your life."
The price is that the spirit will be destroyed, the soul will be scattered, and the bones will be gone!"
As a saint of swordsmanship, Li Twelve Niang was surprised that Wu Ming could explode with such power, but at most she could only hurt herself, and she would never be able to kill herself.
But what made her heart palpitate for no reason was that the determination shown by Wu Ming was not that he would not survive without going crazy, but that he would not give up until he died, and he would bite you even if he died!
There is also a chill that never stops, like a maggot in the tarsal bone, that invades the heart of his holy sword for no reason.
"Feel this fear well!"
Wu Ming's voice was calm, as if everything was tied to someone other than him. It was like the coldest machine, executing the established program, and nothing could break it.
"Since you want to die, I will help you!"
Li Twelve's eyes turned cold, she pinched the sword technique with her left hand, and shook the copper sword she held in her right hand. She drew a simple arc in front of her chest, as if she was about to perform a sword dance, or as if she was about to launch a shocking move with the sword technique.
But just in the starting position, there was a surge of supreme power, as if the heaven and earth were trembling, the furnace of heaven and earth could not bear it, and the walls collapsed.
Behind Li Twelve Niang, the void twisted, and a figure covering the sky and the sun appeared. An unyielding will penetrated the netherworld of the sky, and a sword thrust out.
bite!
He only heard a clear sword cry, but saw that the sword, which could penetrate the heaven and the earth, did not even pierce the furnace wall, and even Li Twelve Niang's arm did not straighten, so she stopped on the spot.
Even as if he was stabbed into an indestructible wall, his arm shook violently, and then he stepped back a few steps, his pupils shrinking again and again, staring at a figure who did not know when he appeared in the barrier.
"Forbidden Sword!"
The figure stepped forward with a sword in hand. Although he was wearing a scholar's shirt, his aura was sharp and sharp. He had a long beard fluttering under his chin and a resolute and handsome face. He looked like a teacher but more like a peerless swordsman!
"Lu Jiuyuan!"
Li Twelve Niang lost her voice and said.
"Hey, we finally got to this point!"
Lu Jiuyuan slowly turned sideways and looked at Wu Ming deeply, his expression indescribably complicated.
"You should have thought of this a long time ago!"
Wu Ming said calmly.
"Yes, with your temper, what wouldn't you dare to do?"
Lu Jiuyuan shook his head and laughed, nodded slightly, and said with a hint of relief, "Those children are good, take good care of them for me!"
"Don't worry!"
Wu Ming bowed slightly, as if there was a heavenly sword stretching across the sky, trying to split the heaven and the earth.
"Lu Jiuyuan, are you going to follow him and go crazy?"
Li Twelve Niang's face showed fear, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the sword jumped rapidly.
Although the person in front of her was already dead, she was a terrifying being who dared to draw a sword against her senior brother, the best swordsman in the world, in the semi-saint realm.
Lu Jiuyuan, whose holy will is immortal and who broke through the Demon Cave before the battle, even though he did not enjoy the incense offerings, had only been there for a few years. How could his will to swordsmanship be cut off?
Wu Ming's determination, stubbornness, and courage were truly beyond her imagination. He actually shattered the inherited holy sword and summoned the will of the sword that only existed in this world.
Doesn't he know that this is no different from digging up roots and digging graves, deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors?
Regardless of the aristocratic family, clan, or sect, there is no one who does not regard the inherited weapons as ancestors. Even in the face of great danger, they regard them as treasures that can deter powerful enemies.
But Wu Ming did it very thoroughly and without any hesitation!
"Li Qingge cuts me with a sword, I don't care, but you shouldn't bully my juniors again and again. There is no one in my Lu family, and no one in the Wu family, but even if we die, we have stood on the throne of China."
Ding is not someone you can bully at will!"
Lu Jiuyuan breathed out the blood sword in his hand like a dragon's breath, and the elegance was gone. It was like a peerless divine sword that had washed away all the lead, leaving only the pure edge. He chopped it down with a buzzing sound, "Watch it!"
Take a good look!
It seemed to be saying to Wu Ming.
It seems to be saying to Li Twelve Niang.
He seemed to be saying to Li Qingge, who was not here.
More like, it is speaking to the creatures in heaven and earth, the injustice between heaven and earth, or it is speaking to this world itself!
Zheng!
The sword slashed out, and it was ordinary, but the furnace of heaven and earth kept rising again and again, and it seemed that it could not bear this ordinary sword!
But even with such an inconspicuous sword, in Li Twelve's eyes, it seemed like there were countless swords, and it seemed like there was only one sword, everywhere, with nowhere to hide.
"How dare a dead man insult me?"
Li Twelve Niang's eyes were about to burst with blood dripping from the corners of her eyes. She finally caught a sword light and slashed out with a fierce sword.
when!
Amidst the harsh explosions, the bronze sword trembled endlessly. Li Twelve Niang's arms shook violently, her face relaxed slightly, and she finally blocked it!
"puff!"
But immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Li Twelve's eyes were horrified and she staggered back. She had no time to say anything and hurriedly waved her sword to block it again.
when!
Another sword slashed down, and it was still an ordinary sword, but it was like a divine dragon swinging its tail, sweeping across the world, and directly slashed Li Twelve Niang, the saint of swordsmanship, away.
"ah!"
Li Twelve Niang hit the furnace of heaven and earth, her back was burned, she screamed, her hair was disheveled, she was no longer calm and calm as before, her eyes were full of horror, and she stared at Lu Jiuyuan who had obviously weakened a bit.
This is just an immortal sword intention, but it is so terrifying. If its true body were here, wouldn't it be able to destroy the same level with ease?
In fact, although this is an immortal sword, it is not comparable to the ordinary immortal holy will. Instead, it is integrated with the mighty power of heaven and earth, and is also blessed by the power of the mountains and seas.
Even though it is not as good as Lu Jiuyuan's real body resurrected, it is actually not much different. Moreover, without the physical body, Lu Jiuyuan is left with only an immortal sword intention. He himself is purer, and his sword intention is so strong that it is rare in the world!
"Heaven and man are one!"
Li Twelve Niang clenched her teeth tightly, and bitter words popped out one after another, her face almost distorted, "Even if you have achieved the state of unity between man and nature during your lifetime, how can you be able to achieve the natural state of Taoism after death?"
Tao follows nature, the true peak of Taoism!
Lu Jiuyuan was indeed in the realm of unity between man and nature during his lifetime, but with this pure sword energy, he abandoned all distracting thoughts and became a pure swordsman who lived and died for the sword. He no longer had the obsession to help the Chinese people!
This immortal sword intention is the most consistent with the way of heaven, and it is blessed by the great power of the world of mountains and seas. If it cannot reach the realm of nature, it will be unreasonable.
This is also the fundamental reason why Li Twelve Niang is obviously a swordsman saint, but she can't even catch the sword of Lu Jiuyuan's immortal sword spirit after his death!
Such a realm is already at the top of China. Even compared to top existences such as Li Qingge, it is not much more!
cut!
Lu Jiuyuan didn't say anything nonsense, and slashed out with another sword. Li Twelve Niang, whose sword was in chaos, even though she tried her best to resist, was still unable to block the sword, and was directly disemboweled and severely injured.
Even so, the vitality of a swordsman saint was still unparalleled and was not enough to kill her.
But then the fourth sword came, and it was thrust out with the same ordinary sword, which directly flew away the copper sword and pierced Li Twelve Niang's chest.
"Hahaha, how could I die in the hands of a dead man?"
Li Twelve Niang's eyes were blood red, she looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. Her right arm suddenly exploded into blood mist, turned into a blood sword, and stabbed into Lu Jiuyuan's chest.
Unfortunately, there were no blood stains flowing, but there was a hole in Lu Jiuyuan's chest. His figure was as dim as smoke, and it seemed that it would collapse and dissipate at any time, never to exist again.
"Ha... I am the only one for the sword!"
Lu Jiuyuan chuckled, seeming to have regained a little bit of humanity, but he suddenly raised his head, and turned into a lightsaber that rose into the sky, pierced the furnace of heaven and earth, pierced the sky, and opened a huge gap between heaven and earth.
hole.
Boom!
Amidst the ear-piercing explosions, a storm suddenly arose, sweeping across the sky. Two sword lights in the void collapsed together, causing the world to turn upside down, and all their ideas collapsed, destroying countless spiritual thoughts that were peeping in the dark.
"Break!"
At this moment, there was a roar as loud as thunder, and Wu Ming turned into a heavenly sword and went straight into the furnace of heaven and earth. It seemed that he had no body, but a ray of energy that disappeared into Li Twelve's eyebrows for a moment.
boom!
The furnace of heaven and earth collapsed, strong winds blew, lightning flashed and thunder roared, but the two figures with their backs facing each other remained motionless, standing thousands of feet apart.
"ah……"
Suddenly, Li Twelve Niang screamed, and her whole body made bursts of chi chi sounds like a sieve. Countless invisible sword energies shot out and merged into the world in an instant.
The earth-shattering sharpness of the sword fell down again and again, and the chaos reached the extreme. As his whole body trembled, the copper sword could no longer be held and pierced into the ground.
"You broke my sword!"
Li Twelve Niang was bleeding from all her orifices, her hair was disheveled, she looked like a fierce ghost, her voice was hoarse and full of resentment.
Yes, Wu Ming sacrificed his life with one sword, but he did not kill her, nor could he kill the saint of swordsmanship. However, when his sword heart was lost, he used his supreme sword intention to kill everything related to his swordsmanship.
A sword master who can no longer hold a sword is worse than death!