God Emperor of Sword Domain

Chapter 702

In Wanzang's Martial Saint aura, there are giant beasts roaring and demon souls humming, as if there are countless monsters hiding, ferocious and bloodthirsty.

He raised the sword high, the sword intent was condensed on the sword, and the sharp edge enveloped all directions in an instant.

Ye Xuan felt the sword intent on his sword, and couldn't help being a little surprised. This was the first time he met an opponent who had comprehended the sword intent.

Being able to comprehend the meaning of the sword shows that this sky demon is indeed very accomplished in the way of swords.

Seeing the surprise in Ye Xuan's eyes, Wan Zang sneered and said, "Why, are you surprised to see the sword intent? Don't worry, I'll show you something even more surprising right away. The one-style sword technique I created by myself surpasses the one-style technique of the supreme swordsman. The swordsmanship is also the one-style swordsmanship that kills you."

He said that a flash of thunder flashed on the Youguang long sword, and the sword slashed out, and the sword light pierced the sky and the earth, containing the ultimate sword intent, which seemed to be able to destroy everything.

"Seeing this sword, you can die. The best sword in the world, Gui Zang!"

This sword slashed down with an unstoppable momentum, shattering the void and splitting the space. It was as quick as a blink of an eye, and it was so strong that it made people unable to escape or hide.

When the sword was cut out, all the warriors present showed horror.

Because of the power of this sword, it has the power to kill the Martial Saint Realm with one sword.

"Here it is, another amazing sword. I saw it ten years ago, and this time it's even more terrifying. It's a sword that no one can resist." A warrior who had seen Wan Zang's sword ten years ago opened his eyes wide. eyes watching.

Jin Gudu saw Wan Zang draw his sword, looked at Ye Xuan with contemptuous eyes, and said with a sneer, "If you dare to fight against me, if you tell me to let you die, you will die!"

At the moment when the sword light slashed down.

Ye Xuan looked at that sword light, and felt that this sword had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Before thinking too much, Ye Xuan moved his right hand outwards, and the aura of kendo instantly opened up.

Jianguang cut into the aura of the sword, just like water drops falling into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

The originally powerful and invincible sword did not stir up any waves after it was cut.

The audience instantly became extremely silent.

Everyone and the sky demon are waiting for the power of this sword to erupt, for the sword to split the ground and space, and for the human youth who dared to challenge the sword master to die.

However, such an amazing sword disappeared without a sound, without hurting the opponent a bit.

"This...what's going on?" Many spectators couldn't react.

Ye Xuan's aura was still slowly releasing, and the sword aura behind him continued to expand, covering the world in all directions, and phantoms of divine swords emerged, showing a sharp sword intent that pierced people's hearts.

"Is this the sword technique you are proud of?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

Wan Zang didn't expect such a result from the sword strike at all, his eyes sank: "What treasure did you use? It broke my sword?"

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, and said: "It's not bad that you can cultivate sword intent. However, you are not qualified to talk about sword art yet."

Wan Zang's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he snorted, "With my strength in the way of the sword, I will soon surpass the dual masters of the way of the sword. If I am not qualified to talk about the way of the sword, no one in this world is qualified."

Ye Xuan raised his right hand slowly, and the phantom of the divine sword in the kendo aura showed its sharpness, and said with a light smile: "You still can't see it? With your demon-shouting martial sage aura, why are you talking about kendo?" ?”

Wan Zang stared at the phantom of the divine sword manifested in the kendo aura, and wondered in his heart: "What is that? Why are there so many sword shadows in your Martial Saint aura?"

"The martial saint aura of every strong man is condensed by his lifelong practice. Some strong men are born to practice fire techniques, and the martial saint's aura is filled with raging flames; some strong men fight all their lives, attacking and killing powerful enemies , his Martial Saint aura is Iron Horse Glacier, and his fighting spirit soars to the sky."

"The martial saint's aura is the condensation of a martial artist's practice, and it cannot deceive people. Look at your martial saint's aura, there are monsters roaring, and demon souls whispering. With this kind of aura, why talk about swordsmanship?" Ye Xuan smiled lightly.

"What do you human ants know? I have grasped the meaning of the sword. If I am not qualified to talk about the way of the sword, do you?" Ye Wanzang snorted coldly.

"I don't know where you got the opportunity to let you practice sword intent. It's a pity that you really don't have any comprehension at all. The sword dao aura, which is higher than the sword intent, has been revealed in front of you for so long. You can't see it at all."

Ye Xuan raised the corner of his mouth, and continued: "Didn't you want to know why your sword disappeared into nothing? Let me tell you, what kind of waves do you want to stir up when a drop of river water falls into the sea?"

Wan Zang showed a surprised expression on his face, and doubted: "Impossible, my attainments in the way of the sword are unmatched by anyone. I want to break the existence of the myth of the double supreme in the way of the sword. It is impossible for anyone to surpass me in the way of the sword. The sword I created Fa, even the ancient god emperors can't compare."

"Are you talking about the sword you just used? I have to say, that sword is indeed a bit amazing." Ye Xuan was very impressed with the sword he used just now.

"Since you know how amazing that sword is, you should know that I, who can create peerless swordsmanship, cannot be compared to you!" Wan Zang became more confident when he heard the opponent's approval.

"Are you sure you created that sword yourself?" Ye Xuan asked with a smile.

"Naturally, I realized something ten years ago, and after ten years of retreat, this sword was finally accomplished." Wan Zang said proudly.

"But why do I feel that the sword technique is so familiar?"

The moment Ye Xuan saw that sword technique, he felt very familiar, and it was too similar to the other five moves of Jingtao, Zhenyue, Cracking Soul, Long Xiao, and Zhan Wujie.

That's right, the sword move Wan Zang used just now is too similar to the Benlei Sword inherited by the sword god Xuanlige.

Moreover, Wan Zang's sword move was just in front of Jing Tao, and the whole set of Ben Lei Sword was connected together.

However, the sword technique that Wan Zang used just now was a little awkward, and he seemed to have corrected it.

This made the sword just now less graceful and more ruthless than the Benlei sword should have been.

"Bah! You are as tall as me, and you are familiar with the swordsmanship you have realized?" Wan Zang heard Ye Xuan questioning his swordsmanship, his face was full of contempt and arrogance.

"Are you sure it's the sword technique you realized?"

"Of course, you will never experience my way of the sword." Wan Zang said confidently.

"That's good. I happen to have the five-style swordsmanship, just right after the one you just made. I am very humble, and I will use them all for you to judge. Of course, in order for you to read the five-style swordsmanship, don't If you watch half of it, you will die, and I only use [-]% of the power of each sword."

Ye Xuan stretched out three fingers as he spoke, and then pulled out the Kunpeng sword from the void.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, the aura of the sword changed instantly, and a layer of sword intent manifested, covering all directions, as if there were thousands of swords dividing the world, with a majestic and fierce momentum.

(End of this chapter)