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Chapter 51 A Path of Evolution

The sky was dark, black clouds collapsed, thunder rumbled, and countless long swords were thrust into the ground, as if the end of the world had come.

The wooden sword transformed into the Thunder Fighting Wood Fighting Soul made a resounding dragon chant and trembled fiercely, as if carrying a warring will to fight, it charged into the bullfight and pierced straight into the sky.

Mu Yan held the hilt of the sword and gently comforted Feijian.

"Old man, don't worry, we will go to this place where the sword is buried in a while."

The two also drew their long swords.

Ma Dashan's sword is very wide and looks heavy, it can be called an epee.

And Su Leng's sword is white and crystal clear, with a cold air, very gloomy and cold.

When they set foot on that mountain road, the swords along the way began to struggle fiercely, only to hear the sound of cracking the ground, several swords broke through the ground directly, suspended in mid-air, and pointed at the three of them menacingly.

"war!"

The sword in the air suddenly shone brightly, swept a long trajectory, and rushed downward.

Ma Dashan swung the epee like he was holding a gate, very violently.

The heavy sword hit the flying sword, and it was sent flying effortlessly, like a flying insect.

"Haha, how about my heavy sword?"

Ma Dashan became more and more courageous as he fought, and his epee danced vigorously, as if tearing the air.

Su Leng was very speechless: "If you replace the sword with an axe, it's probably the same way of fighting."

More and more flying swords struggled from the soil and flew into the sky, flashing rays of light in the air, attacking everyone overwhelmingly.

Su Leng cut out a streak of white frost, which turned into a biting cold wave and swept over.

The moment the flying sword shrouded them, the cold wave froze them all, turning them into endless ice crystals, which fell from midair.

Su Leng said arrogantly: "With these masterless swords, how can they be my opponents!"

Mu Yan nodded. These two people are so skilled that they deserve to be disciples of the Great Sect.

After cleaning up the nearby flying swords, the group continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

Su Leng's eyes were even more fiery. In his eyes, he only had the Chunyang sword halfway up the mountain.

The higher you go, the sharper the flying sword you encounter.

A flying sword of earth attribute escaped directly from the foot of Ma Dashan. If it wasn't for Mu Yan's help, Ma Dashan would have been chopped off in half.

There is still a short distance from the mountainside, but this short distance, in the eyes of everyone, is like a moat, very far away.

"I can't hold it anymore!" Su Leng was carrying a billowing cold air, but all the frost was melted by an unknown flying sword.

"It's only a third of the way, and I encountered such a terrible sword."

Su Leng gradually despaired in his heart.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind: "Let me try."

It was Mu Yan.

"It's just you? We have been practicing swords since we were young, and it's still so tricky. Can your swordsmanship be compared to ours in Chunyangmen?" Although he was a little jealous, Su Leng still spoke out.

Mu Yan smiled and said, "You can't, it doesn't mean others can't, and as I said, my strongest weapon is the sword!"

As soon as he waved his hand, the wooden sword burst into golden light and let out a long and sharp howl, as if about to drink blood.

With a whoosh, the golden long sword rushed into the air, wrapped in a golden halo, looking very holy.

"Sword Control!" Su Leng's heart shook wildly.

This is the supreme supernatural power that can only be comprehended when the sword has reached a certain level, killing the enemy from a thousand miles, with a single thought.

"How could this 16-year-old boy master such a big killer move?" Ma Dashan was also dumbfounded.

I saw the golden long sword slashing fiercely towards the flying sword on the opposite side, hitting the flying sword fiercely like a dead man.

He only heard the sound of chichi's sword and sword intersecting, but saw that flying sword was cut into two pieces!
At this time, a small virtual sword floated out of the broken sword, like a spirit body, if you don't observe carefully, it is not easy to find.

When the golden long sword saw Xiaojian's spirit body, it seemed to have seen something delicious. The sword body bowed, and quickly pounced on it. The golden light shone brightly, and sucked Xiaojian's spirit body into the air.

As the golden light rose and shrank, a more frightening energy fluctuation emanated.

The strength of Mu Yan's wooden sword has improved again!
"This is... Jian Yuan?" Mu Yan murmured in his heart, suddenly his eyes lit up, he seemed to have found a way to evolve the Thunder Fighting Wood Soul.

"what!"

"what!"

Only two screams were heard, and Mu Yan slashed out with two knives, hitting Su Leng and Ma Dashan hard on the back of the neck.

Su Leng fainted immediately.

Ma Dashan let out a mournful cry: "It feels so familiar."

He rolled his eyes and was completely unconscious.

Mu Yan watched all this quietly, neither sad nor happy.

The secret of the lightning strike wood must not be discovered by others.

Now he is the only one left, and he can be unscrupulous.

Mu Yan urged with both palms, and the golden wooden sword flew up to the sky, emitting boundless light, one turning into two, two turning into four... all the way to one hundred and eight swords.

Immediately, sword shadows filled the sky, as if the sword of judgment could strike at any time.

"Tiangang Disha Sword Formation!"

Mu Yan let out a sharp shout.

Endless golden flying swords, carrying billowing golden thunders, flew towards the top of the mountain.

Along the way, flying swords trembled violently and rushed out of the soil, trying to block the golden flying swords.

But under the offensive of the golden flying sword, all the long swords that came out were cut off at the waist, and the sword spirits floated out one by one, and were absorbed by the sword formation.

In the blink of an eye, the coercion of the sword array became stronger, and the light became brighter!
"The commander-level lightning-strike wood fighting spirit has reached the upper limit of Jianyuan, meets the evolution requirements, and can be upgraded to the king-level lightning-strike wood fighting spirit."

An exciting voice sounded.

Mu Yan is overjoyed!

Finally, it's been almost two months since I obtained the Lightning Strike Wood Fighting Soul, and I finally personally evolved it from soldier level to king level!
At this time, one hundred and eight flying swords were completely unified, turning into a brilliant sword with a length of more than 100 meters, with the tip of the sword facing the sky, as if it was about to split the sky, with a magnificent momentum.

All the flying swords on the mountain were trembling, as if bowing down to their king.

As soon as the king class comes out, Wan Jian prostrates!

Standing there, Mu Yan was also like a sword soaring to the sky, with overwhelming momentum.

When Thunderbolt Wood evolved, he didn't gain any substantive supernatural powers. He just felt that at this moment, he was the sword, and the sword was him, and the body and the sword were one.

Wherever his mind is now, endless sword intent can surge out.

The sword is the extension of the body!

With a touch of his hand now, an invisible sword light rushed out, chopping the rocks in the distance into pieces.

The eyes are even more bright as if carrying a monstrous sword intent.

Mu Yan even had a feeling that he was invincible in the world and ruled the world.

"Everyone in the world has said that the true meaning of fighting has five elements. I don't know if it is possible to make the true meaning of sword ten times more perfect?"

Seeing the trembling flying swords all over the mountains and plains, the corners of Mu Yan's mouth rose, and a bold idea popped up.

Mu Yan pointed at the sky.

The huge golden flying sword erupted with powerful energy, as if there was an invisible big hand controlling it, holding it up high, and slashing down obliquely towards the flying swords all over the mountain.

(End of this chapter)