Chapter 2914 The Holy World opens and sits in Tiannan! (2)
"What kind of sword is this?"
Wang Daokong was shocked.
In the dark, the supreme sword intention began to surge.
Wang Daokong's hair stood on end for a while.
Although the sword's intention has not reached the point where it can kill him, it is unprecedented in ancient and modern times and has created a precedent! "He is creating a way!"
Wang Daokong was stunned.
Creation of the Way... This is something that only the Holy King can do! In Wang Daokong's understanding, the appearance of the Sword Master stone statue is the birth of a new way of swordsmanship.
However, this kind of swordsmanship requires several eras of creation and supplementation, and it cannot be achieved easily by one person! The same is true for the invincible sword masters in ancient times! They created the stone statues of sword masters, and later generations have completely completed this swordsmanship!
but.
Su Xuan seems to want to complete the swordsmanship he created! Such talent is the best in ancient and modern times! "Kill him!"
"Otherwise I will die!"
Wang Daokong felt fear and ferocity in his heart.
If he didn't kill Su Xuan this time, Wang Daokong knew that he would never have another chance! And in the future... he would be killed by Su Xuan! This idea had no reason, but Wang Daokong believed it deeply.
"kill!"
He roared and rushed straight to An Su Xuan! "Boom!"
The stone statue of the Sword Master seemed to come to life at this moment.
As Su Xuan recited the Sword Sutra, all ten swords behind his back were inserted into the stone statue.
"world!"
In the dark, the stone statue of the Sword Master seemed to make a sound, which shocked Wang Daokong into a trance.
"This is recognized by the stone statue, and the swordsmanship he created has reached the pinnacle of the world!"
This moment.
Darkness Su Xuan's body moves with the sword.
His ninth sword is as majestic as the torrent of heaven and earth, overwhelming the Spiritual Saint! "The great road lacks a sword, but I am the only invincible sword!"
Su Xuan drinks again.
The opening chapter of the Sword Classic gathers Su Xuan’s devotion and understanding of the sword throughout his life! The sword wind is mighty and sweeps across the world.
Wang Daokong's face turned pale, and his body was roaring.
This is a collision of avenues! But! His majestic spiritual sage’s way is actually beginning to be suppressed by Su Xuan’s sword! Impossible! But it really happened to him! What should he do?
Wang Daokong's face was slightly distorted.
The speed of Su Xuan's sword dance is getting faster and faster.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Daokong roared.
Fight hard! Wang Daokong found that there was no other way.
And this time.
"The body gathers thousands of ways, and the single sword melts the eight wastes!"
"The way of the sword manifests all things, and the world merges into one sword!"
The road is in front of you, and the way of sword is in your heart! The way of swordsmanship in the past and present life has made Su Xuan unforgettable.
If the way of swordsmanship is mixed in this life, then how can the world tolerate it! Just like Su Xuan wanted to integrate the right way, the way of swordsmanship is the same! The way of swordsmanship is fused with the will of the Holy King! And the way of swordsmanship is the fusion of the human world based on Su Xuan's insights! "Boom!"
This moment.
The desolate and eternal battlefield seemed to be filled with life.
Wang Daokong looked around, his whole body trembling wildly.
Mountains and rivers, creatures, light and darkness, stars, wind and rain, cities... everything is manifesting! The way of swordsmanship transforms the world! This is Su Xuan's way of swordsmanship! "The way of swordsmanship affects the world..." Wang Daokong took a breath.
This is something that only a spiritual saint can do! Why does he, Su Xuan, do it?
At this moment, Wang Daokong suddenly trembled in his heart.
Because Wang Daokong discovered that he no longer seemed to have any advantage! But just at this moment.
Su Xuan paused, and the sword dance ended.
Wang Daokong was startled, then laughed wildly.
"Haha, it's not a complete kendo after all!"
"That's all your sword can do!"
"Your sword may be terrifying in the future!"
"But now, that's all you are!"
Wang Daokong felt a sense of great sadness and joy.
Su Xuan's swordsmanship is indeed terrifying, but it is incomplete! He... is still creating this swordsmanship! "It is true that the swordsmanship is lacking.
But, I am strong enough at this moment!"
Su Xuan spoke indifferently.
"Buzz!"
The Darkest Su Xuan shines the sword, and all directions form an ancient sword realm.
"Canonize the saint and protect the road!"
Su Xuan shouted fiercely.
"Rumble..." All directions seemed to begin to shrink, and countless forces began to squeeze Wang Daokong.
Huh! Wang Daokong raised his head and growled: "Do you really think I have no means left?"
"boom!"
The black-clothed clone appeared, but was smashed to pieces by Wang Daokong with a palm and swallowed into his belly.
Destroy the clone and strengthen the Tao! The Wang Daokong Dao suddenly began to surge! "Sacrifice one of my clones, you deserve to die!"
He growled.
"Is this your trump card?"
Su Xuan sneered.
The next moment.
Darkest Su Xuan's whole body was shaken wildly, and a congenital, supreme destiny burst out in Darkest Su Xuan.
Then.
A yellow dragon began to slowly circle up from the feet of Dark Su Xuan, and wrapped around Su Xuan's abdomen. The dragon's head was on the left shoulder of Dark Su Xuan. The dragon's eyes were a little misty, but they also revealed confusion and mystery.
Wang Daokong was shocked.
The Huanglong Tiancheng, the destiny of heaven and earth... the eight characters echoed, like thunder from heaven and earth.
This...is exactly the luck! During the years when Su Xuan was in Nanling, the Soul Charming Empress had directly destroyed the ancient Holy Beast Sect with a lot of help.
And Yunmai also broke free because of this, and even absorbed the foundation of the ancient Holy Beast Sect, becoming much stronger.
At this moment! The luck pulse is added! Su Xuan's fierce aura began to reveal everything, and the world seemed to have completely recognized his existence.
Heaven and earth are all working together! At this moment, in Wang Daokong's view, the entire Donghuang is helping Su Xuan... "This is my tenth sword!"
Su Xuan said indifferently: "The Sword of Luck!"
Wang Daokong's expression froze, and then he yelled angrily: "You are shameless!"
The sound echoed for a long time.
It's the stone statue of the Sword Master, and it's Yunmai... How can I fight this?
Su Xuan paused, then sneered: "War! Life or death, all in one thought!"
"boom!"
The Darkest Su Xuan exploded.
Wang Daokong looked ferocious.
The luck is shrouded, and it's hard for him to run away! But at this moment.
Whoever runs will die! Even the kingly and majestic Saint Saint Kong will not even think about running away! "Kill!"
he yelled.
at the same time.
On an ancient peak.
A young man stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body filled with sword intent and majestic majesty.
This is the Heavenly Emperor's Thunder Sword Sect! The young man is Zhang Tianci, the senior brother of the Sword Sect! He escaped from Su Xuan in the past, which made Su Xuan look at him with admiration.
And now.
Zhang Tianci is known as the strongest sword emperor in the Sword Sect. He inherits the legacy of the ancient Heavenly Emperor and has the Eyes of the Heavenly Emperor between his eyebrows.
"The stone statue of the Sword Saint has appeared in the human world, and the Holy World... will begin with the death of the Holy Spirit..." Zhang Tianci murmured, a gap opened between his eyebrows, and an ancient emperor seemed to be entrenched in it.
Half a day later.
Eternal battlefield.
The avenue is burning! Power is roaring! The earth is shaking! The sky is cracking! There is a huge pit.
Angry and desperate roars suddenly echoed.
Huh...the sound of heavy and tragic breathing also came out.
Su Xuan, covered in blood, stood up from the rubble, confused and miserable.
He raised his head, and his long hair fell down, dripping with blood! At this moment, Su Xuan was like a ghost crawling out of the underworld.
Inhalation room.
"roar!"
Su Xuan let out a shocking roar, venting his inner arrogance.
And at his feet.
Wang Daokong's body was shattered and he collapsed to the ground.
This day.
The ninth era, nine thousand nine hundred and fifty years! Su Xuan beheaded the saint on the eternal battlefield!