Primordial Demon Emperor

Chapter 220 You Lose

You must know that the Wuchen Sword Body is a special sword repair physique, which belongs to the top level among king-level physiques. It is born with an extraordinary affinity for the way of swordsmanship, and can maintain the realm of clear sword heart and unity of human and sword.

Compared with Wuchen Sword Body?I have to say, he is really brave.

The thoughts in the minds of the characters are different, but Mo Lingxuan and Wuchen Jianzi in the void are not affected at all.

Seeing Mo Lingxuan's aloof demeanor that truly looked down upon others, Wuchen Jianzi felt no arrogance or conceit, only a natural awe.

It seemed that what he was facing was not someone of his own generation, but a real master of swordsmanship.

A sword is born from the heart, everything can be transformed into a sword!

"That being the case, then be careful."

Taking a deep breath, Wuchen Jianzi didn't refuse. Jianxiu has always been informal.

"Buzz..."

Two fingers brushed against the Wuchen sword, and the whole Wuchen sword erupted with a cold light in an instant, as if it could freeze everything.

An extremely sharp aura erupted from Wuchen Jianzi's body, which could faintly split the space.

At this moment, he seems to have merged with the entire Wuchen sword, entering the state of human sword integration, and his perception of everything around him is extremely terrifying.

"Seven Luminaries Sword Art!"

Wuchen Jianzi gave a cold shout, and immediately on the edge of the sword, strands of seven luminous holy light appeared and pierced out. His figure directly turned into a seven luminous flame sword light and killed Mo Lingxuan, covering all the space. Split and burn!
"Worthy of being Wuchen Jianzi, even without using the power of Tiangang, he can still cut such a terrifying sword with his kendo attainments, which makes me faintly feel an unprecedented threat!"

"That's natural. The Seven Luminaries Sword Art was created by the Seven Luminaries Sword Master thousands of years ago in the Desolate Sword Palace. The sword art left by the great sage of swordsmanship is naturally powerful!"

Feeling the sharpness and terror of this sword, many people in the Nirvana state who were present at the Shen Pavilion couldn't help secretly applauding.

The Wild Sword Palace is the Nine Great Realm Palace-level forces in the Canglan Realm, just like a country has a royal family, the Nine Great Realm Palaces control the nine realms of the Canglan Realm, and are naturally the orthodox dominant forces.

They belong directly to the five great saint clans, and even other forces at the same level with similar comprehensive strengths may not necessarily have as much influence as these boundary palace-level forces.

And Wuchen Jianzi, as a sword character jointly cultivated by the three major sword masters of the Desolate Sword Palace, is naturally at the peak level of Qinglinjing in terms of strength and talent, and can even be compared with those monsters in the sanctuary up.

However, facing this terrifying sword strike, Mo Lingxuan's handsome face remained calm.

When the Wuchen sword was less than five meters away from him, Mo Lingxuan moved.

But he just lifted the slender branch in his hand and tapped it out.

"Boom... buzz..."

With a loud bang, accompanied by the thunderous sword cries, the tree tip in Mo Lingxuan's hand collided with the extremely sharp Wuchen sword.

Everyone expected that the tree branches turned into dust and Mo Lingxuan was killed by a single sword did not happen, but the Wuchen Sword could not penetrate an inch, as if being suppressed, the whole body of the sword was trembling.

From that slender branch, a monstrous sword intent that is truly indescribable continuously erupted.

This sword intent is like thousands of demon gods roaring together, extremely violent.

"It's fancy and full of loopholes. Is this kind of sword art worthy of being called the sword master's method?"

Mo Lingxuan opened his mouth indifferently, took a step forward, and lightly touched the Wuchen sword with his fingers. Immediately, a violent wave of sword intent erupted, and Wuchen's sword flew upside down.

"Remember, swords are for killing, not for watching!"

The voice fell again, and the lingering wind caused the dust in the square to fly up. Mo Lingxuan's long hair danced wildly, but his peerless figure remained motionless.

It was a full kilometer before Wuchen Jianzi stabilized his figure. He nodded secretly, and his gaze towards Mo Lingxuan also became more solemn.

After just one confrontation, he could feel that Mo Lingxuan's accomplishments in the way of swordsmanship were unmatched by him.

However, it is too early to give up now.

"Buzz..."

The sword hummed again.

Wuchen Jianzi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a shocking scene happened.

I saw that his whole body was emitting a dazzling sword light at this moment, stabbing many people as if they couldn't open their eyes.

When everyone reacted, they found that Wuchen Jianzi had disappeared.

"He... actually managed to 'unify' with Wuchen Sword!"

I don't know who said it, and immediately everyone looked at Wuchen Sword, only to find that this sword has become a little different.

The sword qi Lingtian is even more charming.

"Wow..."

A sky-shattering sword light suddenly turned into a fright and struck directly at Mo Lingxuan, tearing apart the space, and collided with Mo Lingxuan continuously.

Ling Lie's sword energy permeated the entire sky, and everyone saw two afterimages above the void that were constantly shifting and changing positions at a speed that was elusive to the naked eye.

"I don't know what kind of background Mo Lingxuan is? How can he be so consummate in the way of swordsmanship? To be able to force Wuchen Jianzi to such a level!"

"You know, Wuchen Jianzi makes some people in the Nirvana Realm of Desolate Sword Palace feel ashamed..."

Everyone was shocked, and they had a higher opinion of Mo Lingxuan.

Wuchen Jianzi fought Mo Lingxuan for dozens of rounds in just a cup of tea.

But this is all the result of Mo Lingxuan's intentional release of water. It's not bad to be in a good mood and give advice to such a malleable talent.

"A real swordsman does not rely on some kind of unparalleled sword art to stick to the rules, but to follow the intention of the sword and the intention of the heart, and each sword should be sent out according to the heart, and it is natural. This is the real sword heart. !"

Mo Lingxuan spoke again indifferently, like the admonition of a master of swordsmanship, he couldn't help but think deeply about those strong men in the Desolate Sword Palace, and they were astonished.

There is no restraint at all with each of his swords, and he can strike however he wants.

"Almost there."

With a murmur in his heart, the slender branch in his hand immediately slipped out of Mo Lingxuan's hand, turning into a dark scar in the daytime, like a sword from a god, carrying the supreme principle of swordsmanship, and suddenly colliding with the flying The Wuchen sword slashed together.

"boom…"

Accompanied by a loud bang, a blue-clothed figure escaped directly from the Wuchen Sword, and fell heavily in the square of the Shen Pavilion, spitting blood.

The Wuchen sword, emitting a cold light, also flipped continuously in the air and fell into the ground.

"Shhhh..."

Mo Lingxuan's figure flashed, and he landed in front of Wuchen Jianzi, standing with his hands behind his back.

And pointing at the other side is only the slender branch that hangs in the air and looks like it will break if it is folded.

"you lose."

Mo Lingxuan opened his mouth lightly, without any joy of victory, as if he had just done a very ordinary thing.

(End of this chapter)