The great road of heaven and earth, the way of emotion, the way of cultivation, the way of killing...
The road is a way, but it is not a road.
Tao is emotion, but it is not love.
Tao is a thing, but it is not a thing.
The Tao is the soul, but it is not the soul!
A touch of swordsmanship and a touch of sadness.
A touch of swordsmanship and a touch of desolation!
If you say what it is, then it is what it is!
At this moment, Xin Leng created his own killing swordsmanship, this first move——
If he says it is sad, then it is sad!
He said to be sad, then be sad!
Emotions are controlled and cannot be stopped, and the gap in cultivation is too great to contend with.
This is the real way of swordsmanship. Xin Leng spent five thousand years creating his own way of killing swordsmanship!
When he rushed out, his figure turned into a dazzling golden sun, as if he was the only one left in the world, and only the blood-red sword was left!
No sword light appeared, no huge red name, just Xin Leng itself, rushing into the colorful light, unstoppable, passing quickly until it rushed out!
"hiss!!!"
The sound of a large gasp of cold air echoed at this moment.
They had all heard of the legend of Xin Leng, but Xin Leng was a low-key person, and had always only focused on the art of swordsmanship, free from any worldly temptations and provocations.
Therefore, the reputation of the God of Swordsman was gradually lost as time went by.
Those who have great reputations have always been just those so-called geniuses who like to travel through the lower star realms and make trouble in the city even if they do anything big!
And today, they saw the strength of the God of Swordsmanship!
I don't know how much stronger than the Son of Dark Night.
At least, Xin Leng didn't pause, his eyes didn't show confusion, and he didn't look struggling.
As if walking on flat ground, there is only the sword in my heart, and I will not endure any temptation or deception!
Even Su Han's eyes shrank when he saw this scene.
Genius!
These two words burst out from Su Han's heart.
This is the real genius. Compared with the other so-called geniuses around him, Xin Leng is the real genius!
The colorful light is the illusion of the forbidden curse. Su Han uses the power of magic to condense the illusion and hinder the opponent.
Guang Qingye still had the qualifications and understanding. After the initial struggle and confusion, he rushed out.
Here, Believing Leng's expression did not change at all. He seemed not to care about anything. He only stared at the sword in his hand. The illusion seemed not to exist!
"If this son doesn't die young, let alone guarding one place in the future, he will definitely be famous in the Milky Way!"
Su Han took a deep breath, and his love for talent unconsciously rose at this moment.
How long……
How long has it been since I met such a genius...
Those with special physiques, such as Ling Xiao, are indeed geniuses, but they are completely different from Xin Leng.
Ling Xiao and the others were born with a special physique, a gift from heaven that cannot be changed.
You can trust Leng, but it depends on your own understanding, your own qualifications, and your own state of mind!
In comparison, Su Han might not be able to tell who will have greater achievements, but if he wants to say who Su Han likes more, there is no doubt that it is someone like Xin Leng!
"Rush out!"
Just when Su Han was thinking about these things, excited shouts came from the crowd.
But seeing that Xin Leng's figure had completely burst out of the colorful light, and when he came before the forbidden curse to trap the dragon, he didn't pause at all, and shouted again -
"The Second Style of the Sword of Killing - Pleasure and Killing!"
As Xin Leng finished speaking, the originally sad atmosphere suddenly became exciting!
It seems like there are countless beautiful girls dancing in front of him, and it seems like there are endless treasures placed in front of him...
Many geniuses, when they raised their heads, seemed to be unable to see the four forbidden curses or the Xin Ling. They could only see huge veins of spiritual crystals, extremely precious elixirs, and extremely rare ones.
Rare and rare spiritual grass, and a pair of brightly colored peerless weapons!
This is an illusion, an illusion from the killing sword, an illusion given to them by Xin Leng!
However, the forbidden curse trapping the dragon was cast by Su Han. This kind of illusion is ineffective against Su Han!
"boom!!!"
The huge palm fell from the void again and went straight to Xin Leng to slap it.
Xin Leng's expression, which had not changed all this time, finally trembled at this moment. When he raised his head, the long sword shot into the sky and collided hard with the palm!
"Tsk!"
After the first moment, the huge palm was penetrated directly by the blood-red sword and torn into two halves!
"What?!"
"Oh my God...is this true? I'm not blind?"
"The palm of your hand that can shatter the body of the First God Son through the underworld weapon was... torn apart by the God Son of Swordsman?"
"It turns out that among the ten great sons of gods, the strongest is the son of swordsmanship..."
"In the first stage, I didn't see the ranking of the God of Swordsmanship, but I didn't expect that he would be so terrifying!"
The whole place was in an uproar!
Even people like Mu Shenling, Shi Wushuang, and Lin Qisha took a deep breath at this moment, a little unbelievable.
Each of them has a rich background. She is the daughter of Emperor Mu Hua, a direct disciple of the Queen of Destruction, and the number one genius in the Blood Spirit Sect...
The methods and secret techniques they master are no weaker than Xin Leng!
But at this moment, looking at Xin Leng's somewhat thin figure, they felt...the gap was too big!
They are both the Son of God and the Young Master, and they are equally famous people. With Xin Leng's killing swordsmanship, he has surpassed them by a full twenty-eight blocks!
"boom!!!"
When everyone was shocked, the second palm fell from above again.
"Brother Xinling."
Su Han said: "Forbidden curses trap dragons, each one is stronger than the last."
This was a reminder, but Xin Leng ignored it. The long sword in his hand surged by ten feet. It was not a sword light, but an actual long sword!
Su Han saw with his own eyes that countless blood was poured into the long sword before the long sword swelled.
And Xin Leng's already thin figure lost countless weight after the blood gushes out.
Even, from the blood, Su Han felt a touch of longevity.
"Nonsense!"
Thinking of all this, Su Han couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart.
If you study swordsmanship with longevity and life, you have truly reached the peak, so what?
Without the support of longevity and life, no matter how strong the sword is, it is just bullshit!
"The third form of the Killing Sword Technique—True and False!"
While immersed, Xin Leng spoke for the third time.
This time, the word 'kill' disappeared, along with Xin Leng's figure!
"Wow!"
The huge palm passed by, the long sword was gone, the letter edge was gone, as if everything had dissipated between heaven and earth.
But in the silence, a blood-red long sword suddenly flashed out and slashed down from the back of the palm!