Thousand swords returned to the clan and evolved into one sword.
From the first sword to the thousandth sword, Xia Mang was struck with one sword after another. The edge of one sword was sharp and the accumulation of thousands of swords was powerful. This was a process from quantitative change to qualitative change.
Until the last sword, his soul sublimated and became transparent and clear. The transformation of the sword followed the trend. Thousands of swords returned to the sect, and he had the amazing Taichu swordsmanship.
This sword was mysterious and mysterious, like an antelope hanging its horns, with no trace to be found. Now he put away the sword and stood up. After leaving that mysterious state, he felt more and more profound and mysterious about the thousand swords returning to the clan. Thinking about it to this day, it still seems like a dream.
If he had to do it all over again, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to strike with a sword like that again.
"Taichu" is not a sword skill that can be picked up at random, but a sword that a good hand can get by chance!
If he wants to copy it and completely control it, he needs a deeper understanding and understanding.
He stood there, closing his eyes and comprehending for a long time. The stunning sword light flashed through his mind countless times. Faintly, he seemed to have grasped the key, but he always felt that the core essence was still missing.
The essence of artistic conception!
If he had to do it all over again, would he be able to strike that stunning sword strike again?
Xia Mang thought, and his mind was even a little chaotic. The sword light filled his mind, like a fog covering the sky, hazy. At this moment, he couldn't see himself clearly, let alone the stunning sword light.
Xia Mang opened his eyes, the chaos in his eyes dissipated, the sword light disappeared, and he returned to a clear state. He knew when he could clear the fog and see the blue sky, and then he could truly control the sword.
"In the beginning..."
He said to himself that today the thousand swords were unified. Although he could not fully master the mysterious Taichu swordsmanship, the thousand swords were engraved in his heart and became the cornerstone of his future understanding of swordsmanship.
Moreover, as long as he is immersed in that mysterious artistic conception, he should still be able to perform "Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan". Of course, in terms of power, Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan is naturally inferior to the Taichu swordsmanship after transformation and sublimation. But for him
For him, using "Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect" is already the limit. If he uses Taichu Sword Technique continuously, his current physical strength will not be able to withstand it.
With a "chi" sound, Xia Mang put away the Xuanqing sword and walked towards Su Qingmeng.
He smashed the Vajra Realm to pieces. According to his previous promise, the Vajra Demon King should not make things difficult for him anymore, and at the same time, he would allow him to take Su Qingmeng away.
Everyone looked at this scene with different expressions.
"Will the Demon King keep his promise?" someone murmured.
"This guy is simply... inhuman. I'm afraid the King Kong Demon King won't let him go easily!"
"The Monkey King got married today with such a huge momentum that it almost swept the sea of monsters. If Su Qingmeng is taken away by Xia Mang, then the King Kong Demon King will be disgraced and thrown into his grandma's house."
"It is a big demon king after all. How can it go back on its word in full view of everyone?" someone said.
"You can't say for sure, it just depends on how thick-skinned the Monkey King is."
"King Kong Demon King cares about face the most!"
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All the demons looked at each other with different thoughts. Everyone felt that even if they put aside everything today, except for the Taichu sword and the matter of smashing the Vajra Realm, the Vajra Demon King would probably not let Xia Mang leave.
If Su Qingmeng was taken away by Xia Mang in full public view, it would be a slap in his face, and he might not be able to survive in the Sea of Demonic Ruins.
Xia Mang didn't care about this. He walked directly in front of Su Qingmeng, raised his hand and shattered the red hijab, revealing Su Qingmeng's bright and peerless face.
The mist in her eyes dissipated, and she returned to clarity and tranquility.
Xia Mang stared at her, and after a moment, he smiled softly and said: "The swordsmanship you gave up everything to practice cannot save you."
Su Qingmeng's delicate body trembled slightly.
She naturally understood what Xia Mang meant. She left him to practice swordsmanship, but swordsmanship could not save her. In the end, it was he who saved her.
Is this irony?
She felt sour in her heart, and she wanted to say something. She opened her mouth, but it felt like something was stuck in her throat.
"I will take you away." Xia Mang and Su Qingmeng looked at each other for a long time and said softly. Without waiting for Su Qingmeng to respond, he directly took her delicate white hand and turned to leave.
Surrounded by a group of demons and watched by the demon king, he was indifferent. At this moment, it seemed that this woman was the only one in his eyes.
"Stop!" a cold voice suddenly came.
Xia Mang turned around, looked at the King Kong Demon King, narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want the Demon King to regret it?"
The corners of King Kong Demon King's eyes twitched fiercely. He had made a promise and now went back on it. This was undoubtedly a slap in his face, but if he just let Xia Mang leave like this, he would be extremely embarrassed.
Next to them, the Demon King Demon King and the Demon King Black Bull looked on coldly. They wanted to see how the monkey would deal with it.
The tall old man narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly grasped the armchair tightly with his left hand.
"I have made a promise worth a thousand gold, so naturally I will not regret it." King Kong Demon King snorted coldly, was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and then said: "Today's wedding is cancelled, you can leave on your own!"
Everyone and all the demons were stunned.
"Is King Kong Demon King so grand today?" Someone asked suspiciously: "It doesn't look like him!"
"Just let them go like this? Well, I keep my word. This monkey has the bearing of a great demon king."
"I think... there is a conspiracy!" Someone murmured: "This monkey is not the one who suffers the consequences. If he does this, there will be a trick behind it!"
"I also think it is inconsistent with the rumors. Well, King Kong Demon King is not so grand!"
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The crowd and demons discussed the matter in a loud voice. It spread and naturally reached the ears of King Kong Demon King. This made his black face look even darker, darker than the bottom of the pot.
Everyone is talking about the Black King Kong Demon King. Of course, this is not a smear. It is based on facts. This monkey has never been very generous and never wants to suffer. Today, it is willing to keep its promise and let Xia Mang leave, which really surprises everyone. , I felt I had looked at him “wrongly”.
Xia Mang was also startled, then smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Demon King."
"There's no need to thank you." The Vajra Demon King stood with his hands behind his hands, looked down at Xia Mang, and said calmly: "You have broken the Vajra Realm. I will fulfill my promise and let you go, but other matters will be dealt with separately. …”
"Other things?" Xia Mang narrowed his eyes.
"You, a mere human boy, dare to proclaim yourself the Demon Emperor. This is a blasphemy against our Demon Clan, and you should be punished accordingly!" The Vajra Demon King suddenly shouted, "If I don't capture you, how can I have the face to meet the Demon Lord?" grown ups?"
His voice was fierce, his voice was as loud as a bell, deafening and terrifying.
Everyone was stunned and looked at each other with weird eyes. They thought King Kong Demon King had changed his gender and really wanted to let Xia Mang go. Turns out he was waiting for him here!
"Self-proclaimed Demon Emperor?" Above, on Little Red Phoenix's back, Jin Huang laughed and said, "No one can make such a poor excuse."
A nonsense joke can lead to trouble!
Xia Mang was speechless. What he called himself the Demon Emperor was clearly imposed on him by those people and demons. He glanced at the group of people with sharp eyes. Could this be flattery? This group of traitors from the human race wanted to take advantage of this. Trap yourself?