Rebirth of the Alone Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 163 Sword Intent
Every time he swung the sword, Fang Xiu was immersed a bit more, making him close his eyes and ignore the scene in front of him.

In his mind, the sword that pierced the sky and the lonely figure that he saw when he comprehended the sword drawing technique appeared again.

When his hand pressed on the Taiping sword again, Fang Xiu felt a strange feeling.

He seemed to be able to feel the emotions contained in the Taiping sword.

Draw the sword and cut the enemy!
These four words kept echoing in his mind.

Draw the sword and cut the enemy!
This belief reached a peak, as if it was about to burst at any moment.

"Pull! Sword! Art!"

Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word.

At this moment, his hand finally moved again.

Huangshan seemed to have a bad premonition, and Fang Xiu's aura in front of him changed, like a peerless magic weapon from Kaifeng, showing his due sharpness.

The true energy is surging, and the meridians are swelling and hurting!
The feeling of exploding distorted Fang Xiu's face.

However, he ignored all of this, and the Taiping sword was unsheathed at this moment!
The most important point of the sword drawing technique lies in the character "drawing the sword".

The moment the scabbard was unsheathed, all the pent-up accumulation was vented, and the sword energy burst forth in the void at this moment, as if an invisible phantom appeared behind Fang Xiu, doing the same movement of drawing the sword .

Under the venting of true energy, a majestic sword energy broke through the air, and in the peak of the sword force, it seemed that something was breaking through the ground and growing rapidly.

The slashing of this sword is like a dead thing with a soul. This is a sword that has the breath of life, but it is enough to destroy the world.

This is the sword of life and death!
"Sword Intent!"

Huang Shan seemed to have seen something terrible, and his soul burst out, his face was full of disbelief, and a shrill voice came out of his throat.

Sword intent, how could it be sword intent!

How could a half-step first-class warrior comprehend the sword intent.

Even he is not qualified to touch the threshold of sword intent.

Even the masters who are known as the little masters at the innate extreme state, not all can comprehend the sword intent.

The birth of sword intent on the sword is more terrifying than breaking the boundary between heaven and man.

"Dacheng, you have cultivated the Xiantian Secret Record to the level of Dacheng!"

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Huangshan understood everything.

This is not at all proficient, nor is it the level of reaching the pinnacle. This is Dacheng's innate martial arts.

Only by practicing a martial art to a great degree, can one have the opportunity to comprehend the artistic conception in it.

This is not an absolute thing, even if one has practiced a martial art to a great degree, there is still a small chance of comprehending the existence of yi.

The sword has the intent of the sword, and the fist has the intent of the fist!
But no matter what, as long as the artistic conception is born, it will be a very different existence.

Not to mention, this is the sword intent born from the martial arts of the innate secret record level, and the terrifying degree is multiplied.

He admitted that he had miscalculated, and he did not expect Fang Xiu to comprehend the sword intent at this moment.

But right now, Huangshan can't care so much.

The sword between life and death has already been cut out, and what he has to do is to survive this sword.

Yes, survive!

Huang Shan was also not sure that he could survive this sword move that contained sword intent.

thousand!cloud!sword!Law!
Huangshan's eyes were about to burst, and the method of pressing the bottom of the box was finally used.

The sword moves out layer by layer, as if there are thousands of miles of clouds floating to cover the sky and the sun, and the sword shadows split apart, covering the sky and covering the earth!

The sword intent of destruction came suddenly, as if it could divide the world into two, thousands of miles of clouds floated in the sword, and the sword shadow disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The sword power was shattered, Huang Shan didn't expect that he still underestimated the horror of the sword intent.

At the juncture of life and death, the long sword was blocked in front of him, and the whole person was sent flying by the sword.

The destructive sword energy slashed across, leaving a deep gully on the ground, which spread for several feet before stopping the castration.

puff!
It was Fang Xiu who vomited blood!
At this time, Fang Xiu's face was pale and terrifying, and the meridians in his body were broken inch by inch. The sword he just cut was not without price.

He didn't care about Huangshan's situation now, he turned around and fled while enduring the severe pain.

There is so much commotion here, if more masters are attracted later, in his current state, he is [-]% dead.

"Cough cough!"

Huang Shan struggled to stand up from the ground, coughing violently and spitting out big mouthfuls of blood.

On the chest, there was a sword wound from the left shoulder down to the right abdomen, blood flowed out from it, soaking through the clothes.

The sword just now almost split him in two, cut him into two pieces.

"Sword Intent, I didn't expect to see the real Sword Intent in my lifetime!"

Huang Shan smiled miserably, the long sword in his hand had been broken in two at some point, and only the hilt was still in his hand.

But he doesn't care anymore.

Huangshan is extremely fortunate to be able to survive under the sword that seemed to destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

"There are talents from the Jianghu generation, and a new generation replaces the old ones. I never thought that I would almost die at the hands of a junior. The title of Jiujianxian is really ironic!"

Huang Shan laughed at himself.

It is a disgraceful thing for a dignified acquired master to almost die at the hands of a half-step first-class warrior.

Huangshan is nicknamed Jiujianxian, and he is also unique in swordsmanship.

But also defeated by the opponent's sword, this is even more shameful shame.

However, Huang Shan also knew that if he hadn't been so afraid of death in the beginning and gave Fang Xiu a chance to hone his sword power, the opponent might not have the chance to unleash that devastating sword.

He may not end up like this.

In the final analysis, he is still old and has lost his previous passion and ambition.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, the sword wound on his body accidentally moved, causing Huang Shan to cough violently again.

"Uncle Master!"

With a soft cry, several figures came from afar.

The leader was Liu Muqing from Flying Star Sword Sect.

Seeing the tragic situation in Huangshan and the several Zhang long sword marks on the ground, Liu Muqing had a bad guess in his heart, and asked in disbelief: "Master, who hurt you like this?"

After speaking, Liu Muqing stepped forward, took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, took out a pill and fed it to Huang Shan.

The rest of the disciples of Flying Star Sword Sect all looked at this scene with horror.

The ruined unrecognizable ground and the gully that looked like sword marks all indicated that a great battle had taken place here.

After taking the elixir, Huang Shan's complexion improved a little, and he said in a weak voice, "We all underestimated Fang Xiu, this man's martial arts strength is extremely terrifying, far from being as simple as in the information."

"What, could it be that Fang Xiu was the one who hurt you like this, Master Uncle?"

Even though she had some guesses in her heart, Liu Muqing still couldn't believe it.

How long has it been since Fang Xiu became so powerful, even Huang Shan, who is an acquired master, is no match for him.

(End of this chapter)