This is a move in the Demon Emperor Sword Style. The reason why I used it was entirely because I subconsciously chose it after the Haoran Sword Intention condensed in my body reached a certain level.
Because it was difficult for me to think at this time, and even this shout felt like catharsis.
Suddenly the Qitian Sword turned into a thunderbolt in my hand, striking out like lightning.
The whole movement seems simple, like a smooth swing, but few people can see how many changes this sword contains.
So much so that after the sword was swung, my body, as powerful as mine, was trembling.
As for the nearby disciples who were watching, they were even more miserable.
After repeatedly experiencing my long roar and the cold light of my sword shining across the Nine Provinces, they have developed an instinctive fear of me.
Although that sword failed to dazzle Kyushu, it successfully chilled their hearts and left them with no thoughts or desires for confrontation.
This is true whether you are a new disciple or an old student!
At this time, after seeing me perform this more powerful move, I almost subconsciously protected and retreated, completely forgetting that there was a protective circle set up by Sima Changfeng and other sect masters in front of me.
After the short adjustment just now, this magic circle has become extremely solid, deeply integrated with the surrounding space, and it is difficult to shake at all.
However, when they finally discovered that after I let out a shocking roar, I simply waved my sword without any fireworks, they were immediately confused.
"Uncle Taishi, what's going on? The thunder is loud and the rain is light?"
"Look, Grand Master's uncle's body is trembling! I understand, the sword just now consumed too much of his energy, and I'm afraid he won't be able to use this sword anymore."
"Yes, I have just acquired the Haoran sword. Even if my heart is boiling with sword intent, my physical strength is limited after all."
"Alas - still too young!"
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While some young disciples were bold enough to comment, not everyone could not see the complex changes contained in my sword moves.
"What are you guys doing standing still? Run away!"
Suddenly, no one let out a hoarse cry, and the voice was filled with a hoarse sense of urgency.
However, as soon as this warning sound came out, it was interrupted by a series of "click-click clicks", as if something was breaking.
"Look, where is Grand Master Uncle..." A disciple happened to turn around and look at where I was. He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak steadily.
I saw an inexplicable space crack of unknown length appearing above my head, where thousands of miles of sand from the Nine-Meander Yellow River finally fell.
It is completely pitch black and is filled with cold air. Looking from a distance, it looks like a ray of harm appears from the sky.
If you are careful, it is not difficult to find that although this scar is ferocious everywhere and full of the aura of doom, it is generally divided into ten sections.
Ten sections contain exactly nine tunes!
However, those clicking sounds that resounded through the space just now were not caused by this black scar born in the void.
They come from the surroundings, from the temporary protective formations set up by the sect owners!
At this time, there is no need to look closely, just a brief glance, and you can find that there are large-scale cracks in the void covered by the surrounding protective circle, as if a piece of exquisite porcelain is on the verge of being damaged.
This is where the dense clicking sound comes from!
These dangerous cracks appeared quickly and disappeared even faster, leaving no chance for anyone to appreciate them.
At the moment when the panic-filled "escape" warning appeared, the spatial cracks that arose along with these clicks collapsed.
Then, a series of big explosions suddenly occurred, and countless dense sword energy spurted out from the cracks in the void above the head, pouring out in all directions.
Nine bends of the Yellow River and thousands of miles of sand, the display is completed!
Looking at the whole process, it is more like the explosion of a super bomb. After accumulating enough power, it scatters extremely sharp and high-speed shrapnel in all directions.
It not only has the penetrating damage of Jiuqu Yellow River against a single target at the beginning, but also has the devastating blow caused by the subsequent burst, which is perfect.
I guess at this moment, only when I am in the state of wielding my sword to seal the demon, can I have time to appreciate the beauty of this Demon King sword style.
When the surrounding formations collapsed, Sima Changfeng, Ouyang Hao, Fang Fei, Wang Lin, Boya, and Huang Yi, who had just recovered from serious injuries, immediately took action to block the dense sword energy.
In the gap between them, many monks with unfamiliar faces but extremely powerful auras also appeared, helping to block it.
Although their attacks were very timely, a lot of sword energy still swayed out from the gaps in the defense, causing damage to those disciples who had no time to dodge and whose defense was slightly insufficient.
Immediately, a series of moans sounded in the square in front of the mountain. Even those disciples, all of whom were monks, still found it difficult to bear the pain.
When the sword energy, which is as numerous as ox hair and as dense as yellow sand, falls, it is much sharper than the legendary ten thousand arrows that pierce the heart.
No one expected that after I obtained the Haoran sword, I just swung it twice gently following the sword intention I sensed, and it would actually cause such serious consequences.
This is simply a disaster!
It can’t be said to be artificial, because my situation has appeared more than once in the history of Qitian Academy.
In fact, there have always been rumors circulating that only those truly outstanding disciples can sense the sword intent in Haoran's sword energy in their first contact.
Among this group of outstanding disciples, only some of the more outstanding disciples can follow this sword intention and swing the sword completely, and then gain infinite benefits.
This is a kind of unity between man and nature that is not an epiphany, but more rare than an epiphany!
He is a disciple of the Confucian sect, and he is matched with the awe-inspiring aura that has the title of "No. 1 Attacker" in this world!
Only in this way can the power of Haoran's long sword be brought into full play in future practice.
This kind of thing is not only the fate of the disciple in question, but also the fate of Qitian Academy!
However, this kind of opportunity was encountered today by me, who can be said to be the most talented disciple in the history of Qitian Academy, but it resulted in such disastrous consequences.
I really don’t know whether it’s luck or misfortune.
As the Jiuqu Yellow River Ten Thousand Miles of Sand was completed, the vigorous sword intent in my heart was finally swayed away.
At this time, holding the Qitian Sword in his hand, he had an invincible aura that dominated the world, lingering around him.
But when I glanced at the dilapidated scenes around me that looked like they had experienced a war, my heart suddenly tightened and I knew I was in trouble!
Only I know that if I use the terrifying sword in that state just now, I will never be able to use it again. (To be continued)