Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain

Chapter 252 Sword Emei – Dugu seeks defeat

After the two laughed, Song Qingshu suddenly said: "I should go."

Sword Demon Dugu nodded and said with a smile, "Before you leave, I'll give you something."

"What?" Song Qingshu asked.

The Sword Demon didn't speak, but took two steps forward, and said as he walked, "Do you still remember my [Dugu Thirteen Swords]?"

Song Qingshu nodded: "Well, it's not very useful."

Sword Demon Dugu laughed: "I feel the same way now."

"After the age of 40, don't stick to things. Plants, trees, bamboo and stones can all be used as swords. Since then, I have been intensively practicing and gradually progressing to the realm where no sword is better than having a sword."

Song Qingshu knew that this was the epitaph written by the sword demon Dugu Qiubai on the sword tomb, and it was written by him when he buried the sword.

At this time, I heard the sword demon Dugu ask again: "Then do you know why no sword is better than having a sword?"

Song Qingshu thought for a while, casually pinched his sword finger, and slashed on the ground. There was no sword energy, no edge, but a smooth and slender crack suddenly appeared on the ground.

Seeing this, Sword Demon Dugu nodded, "That's right, what I understood at the age of 40, you understood before you were crowned. It's not easy."

"Then do you know, what is the victory of having a sword without a sword?" He was asking.

Song Qingshu froze, looked at the sword demon Dugu suddenly, and opened his mouth and said: "After having a sword is better than having a sword, is there still a realm?"

"Yes! Why not?!" Sword Demon Dugu had a natural expression.

"What... what?" Song Qingshu suddenly felt his throat was a little thirsty.

The sword demon Dugu suddenly said: "In my world, there is no one I admire, but in your world, you are the master."

"It's great grandfather..."

"That's your grandfather, not my grandfather."

Song Qingshu stopped interrupting.

The sword demon Dugu continued: "What I admire is not that he lived so long, but that he can walk an unprecedented path."

"You mean, the innate realm?" Song Qingshu asked.

Sword Demon Dugu nodded: "That's right. Back then, I was conceited that I was a genius, and I wanted to walk a path that no one had gone before. It's a pity that the time is not with me."

Song Qingshu suddenly said: "You, didn't you go to the innate realm?!"

Sword Demon Dugu laughed: "Who stipulates that there can only be one way in this world?"

"Look, this is my way out!"

The sword demon Dugu's voice fell to the ground, and he suddenly stepped into the sky step by step, and saw him stepping on the void, like a fairy, climbing up step by step.

At this time, a sudden gust of wind blew up his sleeves, fluttering like Lingxu Yufeng, vast and independent.

"This is my way!"

The next moment, a sword tip suddenly popped out from Song Qingshu's chest, and then like a fish swimming, the entire sword escaped from his chest, circled around him twice, and then buried his head towards the high sword Mo Dugu flew away.

Song Qingshu first looked down at his chest, but seeing that his clothes weren't even broken, he turned his head and looked at his back, and it was the same.

It was as if the sword was drilled out of thin air.

The next moment, another sword protruded from his shoulder, shaking his head and flying into the air.

Before he could recover, another sword flew out from his knee.

After that, it was the fourth handle, the fifth handle, the tenth handle, the hundredth handle, the thousand handle, and the ten thousand handle!

Suddenly, countless swords surged out from Song Qingshu's body, drew an arc in the air, and flew towards the sword demon Dugu in the sky.

The sword demon Dugu stepped on the void, stretched out his arms, closed his eyes and concentrated, the countless swords that came out of Song Qingshu's body were hanging behind him one by one, like soldiers ready to go, waiting quietly The emperor's order.

As long swords gushed out, Song Qingshu's figure slowly began to fade, until finally, his whole body faded into a silhouette, his appearance and figure were blurred, but his eyes were staring at Gao The sword demon Dugu, and the countless swords behind him.

"This is the new realm after [Dugu Thirteen Swords] has been transformed into one sword." The sword demon Dugu looked at Song Qingshu, "I call it [Dugu Qiubai]!"

"I will use this trick to help you get out of the cage!"

As he opened his mouth, the countless swords behind him began to spin freely, and at the same time the sword body trembled, making dragon roars.

Not just one sword, but countless swords.

In an instant, the sound of the dragon chant resounded throughout the world.

At the same time, the sword demon Dugu turned his face to the sky, and with a sudden roar, the whole sky seemed to be torn apart, revealing the emptiness behind.

"go with!"

As his words fell to the ground, the long sword suddenly pierced through Song Qingshu's outline, stabbed obliquely on the ground behind him, trembling - but this sword pierced through him.

On the ground that was pierced by the sword, a crack suddenly opened, and the crack stretched forward for more than three feet.

The next moment, the second sword arrived as expected, and was directly nailed into the end of the crack, extending the crack again.

Then the third sword, the fourth, the tenth, the hundredth...

One sword was connected to another sword, extending the crack all the way, without any disconnection.

With a finger in the sword demon Dugu's hand, countless swords shot out behind him suddenly, without any pause, and were nailed to the ground one by one.

From his point of view, the ground under his feet seemed to have been torn open, and the breach was still extending, as if preparing to tear this world in half.

"Here is the Sword Tomb. Since it is a tomb, people should be buried!"

"Song Qingshu, remember yourself!"

"Goodbye, my..."

The next moment, the world suddenly went dark.

……

At this moment, on Mount Emei.

Miejue Shitai stabbed out with a sword, and everyone felt a flash of white light in front of them, and their eyes were suddenly white.

When everyone's eyes were able to see again, they saw such a picture.

Miejue Shitai was holding the Yitian sword in one hand, and the Yitian sword pointed directly at the brow of the man in blue and brocade robe, but the man in blue and brocade robe remained motionless, his eyes were dull, as if he had died.

"This is!" Yu Daiyan couldn't help but said.

"【Absolute Sword】!" Yin Liting murmured.

Mo Shenggu looked at the man in blue and brocade, and asked, "Did he just die like this?"

Yu Daiyan frowned: "I didn't hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat."

"What a powerful 【Absolute Sword】!"

At this time, I saw Miejue Shitai walking in front of the man in blue and brocade robe, reaching out to lift the black veil on his face.

But just when her hand was about to touch the black veil, the Yitian Sword in her hand shook suddenly, and a dragon roared.

Miejue Shitai's heart shuddered, and he retreated abruptly.

Unexpectedly, the man in blue and brocade robe suddenly moved, and saw that his figure flashed, and he was already in front of Miejue Shitai, stabbing her with two fingers and sword.

Miejue Shitai waved the Yitian sword, ready to cut off his fingers directly.

But something unexpected happened to everyone. I saw that the Yitian sword slashed on the finger of the blue-clothed man in brocade, and a burst of sparks shot out. He couldn't even cut through his flesh.

"What?!" Miejueshi looked at the Yitian sword in his hand in shock, thinking he was holding a fake.

She was horrified in her heart, but her hands were merciless, and a sword cut towards the neck of the man in blue and brocade robe.

The two sword fingers of the man in blue and brocade robe had been waiting for a long time, and they directly touched the tip of the Yitian sword, sealing the Yitian sword so that it could not penetrate an inch.

This time, everyone saw clearly that the man in the blue robe really used his flesh and blood to block the peerless sword.

For a moment, everyone including Miejue Shitai was stunned.

But the blue-clothed brocade robed man did not, he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, instead he pinched the Yitian sword between his two fingers, and snatched the Yitian sword with his hand.

"My Yitian sword!" Miejue Shitai woke up like a dream, only to find that the Yitian sword had already fallen into the opponent's hands.

At this time, Yu Daiyan kept his composure and slowly moved towards Miejue Shitai, as if he was about to see that the situation was not good, so he came to rescue him.

But the man in blue and brocade robe held the blade of Yitian Sword and took two steps back.

He held the hilt of the Yitian sword in one hand and swung it out of thin air a few times, but saw several sword qi suddenly aroused, and then he took off the sword, leaving several cracks on the mountain road.

Everyone was horrified, they couldn't imagine that the man in blue robe and brocade robe, who was already a master of martial arts, would take the invincible Yitian sword and hit Mount Emei. In this river and lake, who else could defeat him.

Just as everyone was on guard, the man in blue and brocade sneered and said, "You know, there are two types of martial arts in this world."

"Oh? Which two?" Yu Daiyan asked.

"One is to use weapons to control oneself." The man in blue robes said, "One is to use oneself to control weapons."

Miejue Shitai said coldly: "You want to say that I am the first type, and you are the second type!"

But the man in blue and brocade robe shook his head: "You are the first type. It is true, but I am not the second type."

"Then what are you?" Miejue Shitai asked again.

At this moment, I saw the man in blue and brocade robe holding the tip of the Yitian sword with one hand and the hilt of the sword with the other. With both hands suddenly exerting force, the sharp and incomparably sharp Yitian sword was suddenly bent, and the long Under the huge force, the sword body suddenly bent into an arch bridge, and there were bursts of creaking sounds from the sword body, as if it would break at any time.

"I am the third type, I use God to control people!"

"Bang!"

(End of this chapter)