Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 779 The Eighth Peerless Swordsman

After the fourth strengthening, the speed and power of the white light and shadow have been raised to a higher level.The most frightening thing is that it seems to have become conscious, and instead of responding mechanically, it began to adjust the priority of its moves.

"Supreme Martial Arts?"

The last time the Demon Martial Arts entered the Ghost King Temple, Shi Xiaole had experienced the miraculous power of the Supreme Martial Arts, so he boldly speculated that the Wuchen Sword Dao should also be the Supreme Martial Arts.

硁硁.

After blocking the first sword strike, Shi Xiaole's arms were slightly numb, his body twisted sideways, a sword slashed across his chest, tearing open his green shirt.

Almost at the same time, a white light and shadow appeared in Shi Xiaole's blind spot again. The sword light pierced fiercely. If Shi Xiaole hadn't reacted quickly, his shoulder would have been pierced.

Even so, there was still a bloodstain half an inch deep on his right shoulder.

"Is Qilin injured?"

People open their mouths.

Many young people suddenly realized that whether it was legends or what they saw with their own eyes, this seemed to be the first time in recent years that Qilin was injured in a battle of the same rank, even if it was a trivial injury.

Looking back on his past battles, his opponents were all heroes among men, the martial arts arrogance, but they were all defeated by his sword, and he was not even qualified to threaten him from the beginning to the end.

Just how powerful was the former Wuchen Sword Emperor?

But on the other hand, at the age of less than 30 years, the light and shadow formation of Wuchen Sword Emperor has been pushed to this point, and the whole world is boundless, it seems that only Qilin can do it.

Everyone knows that no matter what the result is today, they are all witnesses to history.

Chi Chi Chi.

The long sword slashed again and again, and when Shi Xiaole could barely keep up with the rhythm of the white light and shadow, the opponent would continue to perform ultimate moves. The speed was so fast and the strength was so strong that Shi Xiaole had no choice but to parry.

"The weakness of the formation method's light and shadow that can't adapt to it is covered by the Wuchen swordsmanship, and it has endless power. Alas, this is a dead end."

On a flat ground to the east of the arena, hundreds of swordsmen were sitting, each with awe-inspiring sword aura, and the momentum of the combined swords made the sky cloudless. They were the disciples of Pingjian Yixiu Mountain.

Jian Nineteen stood in the row, staring closely at the ring in the distance.

He never thought that Shi Xiaole could reach this step, he was shocked, envious, but more of admiration.Admiration is nothing but admiration. If you analyze it rationally, Qilin still has no chance of winning.

"According to the records in the mountains, the Sword Emperor Wuchen a hundred years ago could only use the Wuchen sword to strengthen it four times, so the unicorn has reached its limit, but the white light and shadow has also reached its limit."

A square-faced man sitting in the front row whispered to himself, and the sword under his feet trembled slightly, as if about to be unsheathed.

There are not many disciples who judge Jian Yixiu Mountain, but each of them is a master.Even so, they will choose a place where they will not be disturbed to watch the battle in every sword judging conference, hoping to gain some insights.

Undoubtedly, this battle in front of them is the most exciting battle in this conference, and even in the previous sessions, and it also brought them many different insights.

Everyone cheered up 12 points, wishing to have a few more pairs of eyes.

There were countless moves, Shi Xiaole had 36 more wounds, the shallow ones were half an inch, and the deep ones were two inches. The sword energy from the wounds disturbed him all the time, but his movements didn't help. out of shape.

"The limit, I must go beyond the limit."

Shi Xiaole's vision began to blur, and his perception was also shrinking. This is the aftereffect of being too focused for a long time. The consequences of appearing in such a fierce battle are fatal.

But there was no fluctuation in his heart lake.

Whoosh!
The white light and shadow pierced Shi Xiaole's heart, the sword was as powerful as ever, it was not a unique move, but driven by Wuchen's way of swordsmanship, it was better than a unique move.

Back then, Sword Emperor Wuchen dragged down Sword Emperor Jialan's light and shadow formation in such an unreasonable way, and now it's Shi Xiaole's turn.

The elders of Pingjian Yixiushan even planned to stop it.

In the nick of time, Shi Xiaole forcibly gathered his slack gaze, and in his line of sight, a meteor rushed towards him, and the meteor slowed down slowly. It turned out that it was a sword.

In the previous fight, Shi Xiaole did not blindly resist.In fact, his mental power is analyzing the other party all the time, and the amount of brain use in a moment is the sum of years in ordinary times, otherwise he would not be so tired so quickly.

"After passing this hurdle, I will make great progress and take a further step. If I fail to make it, I will become a demon."

Countless thoughts flooded into Shi Xiaole's mind. In front of Shi Xiaole's eyes, Xia Yunxi's bright and moving face appeared, looking at him affectionately, as well as Xin Zhuliu, San Qiren, Hua Yiyun, Su Yanru, Zhu Ling and so on.

I can't lose.

The tip of the sword was still three inches away from the heart, and it stopped suddenly, and the sword energy couldn't penetrate it. It wasn't the white light and shadow showing affection, but the Hongli sword blocked it.

The next moment, Shi Xiaole swung his long sword repeatedly, and in the clang clang collision, the white light and shadow were at a disadvantage.

"This junior, actually broke through the limit of oneself?"

The Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor almost bit his own tongue.

Breaking through the limit is easy to say, but in fact it is as difficult as climbing the sky.Even with iron-like perseverance, just the right pressure, and amazing aptitude, it may not be possible to succeed.

"Feng Tiannan, you are in danger!"

After the astonishment passed, the Heavenly Silkworm Sword Emperor suddenly gloated.

"It's just a formation of light and shadow. Compared with destroying a peerless genius, Feng would rather fail. Of course, even if the little baby loses, I believe he will rise, but there will be some twists and turns in the end."

Wuchen Sword Emperor smiled slightly.

"You really think so?"

The Celestial Silkworm Sword Emperor's eyes flickered.

A person's achievement has a lot to do with his structure. In this respect, he is obviously not as far as the other party.

Sword Emperor Tiancan couldn't help guessing, how much power did Sword Emperor Wuchen use in the battle of customs clearance a hundred years ago, and what level has he reached now?
"The eighth unparalleled swordsman was born."

In another cave, a middle-aged man in rough cloth and simple clothes opened his eyes.

His eyes were like blue, revealing compassion and compassion.His fingers were slender and fair, and the rough clothes not only did not fade his demeanor, but on the contrary made him a little calm and noble.

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, on the ring, Shi Xiaole pierced the throat of the white light and shadow with a sword, drew back and stabbed again.

When the speeds of both parties reached the same level, the effects of mental power and sword heart clarity suddenly became apparent, whether using the body as a sword, or the Kamikaze Three Styles, Shi Xiaole took the initiative.

Moreover, his unique perception of breath told him that this was the limit of white light and shadow.

"Thousands!"

After hundreds of moves in a row, Shi Xiaole relaxed his body, held the sword in both hands and raised it to the sky, and then gently slashed down diagonally.

Suddenly, the wind and frost sword energy swept forward, stabbing at the white light and shadow that was already riddled with holes, and gradually dimmed. Under the back and forth impact, only a few clicks were heard, and the white light and shadow shattered into nothingness.

(End of this chapter)