One emperor

Chapter 2042 Sword God
Holding the sword in the stone in his hand, Ye Dong slowly closed his eyes.

He was thinking, thinking about the best sword move in his life!
"Sword move!" A wry smile appeared in Ye Dong's heart.

He suddenly discovered one thing, that is, in his life, although his strength has improved extremely rapidly, despite various opportunities and various combat skills, until now, being said to be a sword move is considered the best move , nor!
Heavenly Battle Technique, Shadow Battle Technique, Heaven and Earth Red Dust Song, Six Desires Execution Divine Comedy, Nine Styles of Fighting Heaven, Nine Arrows Shooting Sky, Seven Blood Curse Techniques, No Regret Swordsmanship...

All of this was taught to him by others!

Although relying on these combat skills and these moves, he has also stepped up from a rookie to a strong man in the Eighth Heavens step by step, but at this moment, when facing the sword god, it is He couldn't come up with a single combat skill that belonged to him and was extremely good at.

From this point of view, Ye Dong is far inferior to his senior brothers and sisters!

Because every descendant of the blood prison sect has basically created one or several combat skills in the process of cultivation, relying on their own strength.

King Dayi's Nine Arrows Shooting the Sky, the Great Sacred Warrior's Nine Heavens Fighting Style, Luo Tianlian's Great Dao Eye and Appreciation Technique, Jun Buhui's No Regret Swordsmanship, Six Desires Empress Feng Qiwu's Six Desires Execution Divine Comedy ,etc.

These, they all passed on to Ye Dong without reservation, but because of this, Ye Dong fell into an extremely embarrassing situation.

The ones obtained from others are not as good as his own, but Ye Dong has never created any combat skills himself, he is always using others.

However, Ye Dong can't be blamed for this. To know a set or even just one good combat technique, it takes time to settle and hone.

Ye Dong has practiced for no more than a hundred years. Although his strength is sufficient, he lacks the accumulation of time, and he never even thought about creating a set of combat skills by himself.

It is of no use to think about these problems now, so after Ye Dong gave a wry smile, he restrained all his thoughts, and a set of combat skills that he knew began to appear in his mind.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Dong searched his own cultivation path, but still found nothing.

Although the Sword God didn't urge him, he still stood there with his hands behind his back and his back to Ye Dong, but the longer the time dragged on, the worse Ye Dong knew it would be for him.

"Sword move, that's all, let's use the second senior brother's sword of no regrets. Besides, the second senior brother's soul is integrated into the sword. If I use the sword technique he created, the possibility of receiving the sword god's sword is naturally greater. Four strokes of the sword method, except for Junbugui, which I can’t use, the first three moves can be used, and the most powerful one is naturally Heaven’s Not Regrets!”

Just when Ye Dong made up his mind and was about to use the sword of Tianbuhui to take over the sword of the sword god, an image suddenly appeared in his mind inexplicably.

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, a blood-colored figure stood in the sky, holding a sword, and swung it suddenly!
This sword is a sword technique that Ye Dong saw when he first got the Blood Prison.

It was precisely because of this sword that he became interested in sword cultivation, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't use this sword.

Until later in order to save Liu Xiang'er, when facing He Guqi in the Bingji Temple, who was no less than a god-like existence to him at that time, he was so blessed that he used this sword by accident. Come out, and the power caused by that sword is far beyond the limit of the strength he can display at that time.

"Use, this sword?"

Ye Dong was asking himself silently, there was a little hesitation in his voice, but immediately, this hesitation was replaced by determination, he suddenly raised his head, and said to the sword god's back, "I'm ready!"

The sword god suddenly turned around, and the two swords in his eyes, one dragon and one phoenix, exploded with a bang, and the myriad sword energy turned into two whirlpools, which slowly faded until they disappeared without a trace. At that time, the sword god finally spoke: "My sword is what I realized after I fought with you last time. It is the collection of my life's sword skills and the essence of the law of the sword. This sword is called , Sword God!"

These words were naturally addressed to Jun Buhui, but even if Ye Dong heard it, he could feel from it that the sword god's dedication to the sword is indeed far more than other monks, and it may not even be better than Jun Buhui. Little regret.

And this sword move of his is something that Jun Buhui has never seen before, and it is also the most powerful sword he has confidence in, and it is named after the sword god, so it is conceivable that its power must be extraordinary.

Ye Dong's whole body was full of spiritual energy, blood energy, primordial vitality, and even nine rivers of blood, which had quietly circulated in his body at this moment, turning into waves of power, all of which flowed towards his sword-holding hands, and then from both hands Into the sword in the stone.

However, no matter how he poured it into the sword in the stone, the sword in the stone was like a black hole that couldn't be filled!
At this time, the Sword God took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, a gap suddenly opened between his eyebrows, and a golden light shone out from it!
The moment the golden light appeared, it immediately turned into a golden thread, flying out from between the sword god's brows, circling around the body of the sword god, constantly circling.

In an instant, the sword god was surrounded by golden light, even covering his figure, even Ye Dong's eyes couldn't see through it.

In the golden light, the Sword God was already sitting cross-legged, and golden light flew out of the crack between his brows continuously, turning into golden threads, like a silkworm spinning silk, turning into a cocoon of golden light, layer by layer layer by layer the Sword God Body wrapped.

"In the name of my sword god, control the power of the law of the sword, build a sword cocoon, soul, transform into a sword, and break out of the cocoon!"

Suddenly, the voice of the sword god came out from the golden cocoon, and there was an endless majesty in the voice, which made people have no doubt at this moment of his identity as the sword god, nor his power to control the law of the sword .

There was a crisp sound of "click", and a gap suddenly opened above the golden cocoon, and then, a golden sword tip slowly protruded out of it.

"Ka Ka Ka", the sound of explosions kept ringing, more and more cracks appeared on the golden cocoon, until it finally exploded completely, and a golden illusory sword suddenly appeared in the air!
From the sword body to the hilt, one can vaguely see the appearance of the Sword God. Obviously, this is the sword refined by the Sword God with his own soul!

This is not a clone formed by the soul, but forcibly refining one's own soul into a sword!

The moment this sword appeared, all the thousands of worlds in the entire Conferred God War trembled slightly at the same time, and crisp sword cries emanated from each world!
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions of sword sounds gathered into one sound, which resounded throughout the entire Conferred God War, allowing every life in it to hear clearly!

Although Ye Dong didn't understand the language of swords, but under his emotional path, he could clearly understand the meanings represented by these sword cries.

Wan Jian worships!

(End of this chapter)