Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 299 This is Sword Power!
Wu Yue's sword moved faster and faster, each sword made the sound of landslides, and the stars fell, as if the ground trembled for several feet, and the invisible sharp edge destroyed the mountains and mountains.

It's hard to imagine that the sword cultivator who can cut such a domineering and powerful edge is just a low-level monk in the early stage of soul cultivation.

With the second sword, retreat about Zhang Xu, with the third sword, retreat half a foot, with the fourth sword, retreat two feet, with the fifth sword, retreat one foot!
After two hundred swords, sparks burst out from the two sharp edges, and they were evenly matched. It seemed that two ancient mountains collapsed at the same time.

After a stick of incense, Wu Yue stepped back a few feet, then took a deep breath, and the sharpness in his eyes became more intense.

"Boom"

In an instant, he drew his sword again. This time, the sound of the landslide was several times stronger than before. Mountains, tearing apart the air, blasted out.

The rumbling sound shook the mountains and forests, the crystal sword shattered, and the sharp edge scattered, and Duanchou pointed like black iron, tightly clamping the Xingyun epee, no matter how hard the opponent pushed, the sword edge could not move an inch.

Looking at the flushed Wu Yue, Duanchou shook his head, let go of the edge of the sword, flipped his hand and pressed it on the wide, thick and heavy sword of the Xingyun epee.

"boom"

When the huge force came, Wu Yue's complexion changed drastically, and he felt unstoppable numbness and shaking, and then he flew upside down again with his sword and sword like a shell, and fell to the ground with a slam, splashing a circle of smoke and dust.

"Let's end here today!" Duanchou said lightly, shaking his sleeves.

After the voice fell, the person turned around and left. In the same place, apart from the two footprints that were about an inch deep, there was actually a third footprint remaining, which was faintly visible and not very clear.

Duanchou, take a step back!
Standing with his sword closed, Wu Yue looked at the back of his master going away, and saluted respectfully.

Ten days later, the green mountains and dense forests remained the same.

"boom"

Once again being struck by Duanchou's sword, Wu Yue only felt that his muscles and bones were about to be torn apart, as if every trace of sharpness hidden in his muscles and bones was shattered, no matter how difficult it was to reunite, he knew that he might have reached his limit today.

Duanchou is as immobile as a mountain, standing ten feet away, still dressed in a purple Taoist robe, his black hair is like a waterfall, and he already has an ordinary wooden sword in his hand, which is only stained with some swords.

But this is clearly an ordinary soldier.

But it was this wooden sword, even if Wu Yue used the Xingyun epee, he could not cause the slightest damage with all his strength, let alone make Duanchou take half a step back.

Only now did Wu Yue deeply realize how terrifying a master with a sword is, even if what he holds is just an ordinary light wooden sword.

At this time, Wu Yue's whole body was filled with sword intent, like a sharp edge, and his whole body was like a vast ancient mountain, with sharp sharpness that was calm and unobstructed.

In the past ten days, his swordsmanship has improved rapidly, and he has reached the two realms of lifting light as if it is heavy, and self-transforming light and heavy.

Moreover, because he has thoroughly comprehended the sword intent of mountains and rivers, he has made himself more powerful and domineering. Although Wu Yue's cultivation base is still at the early stage of soul cultivation, his current combat power is directly catching up with the cultivator of the spirit.

As early as two days ago, Duanchou had to cut a wooden sword for himself, otherwise, he really couldn't subdue this kid.

With the wooden sword in his hand, although he still had the strength at the early stage of building spirits, no matter how powerful and domineering Wu Yue's edge was, he couldn't hurt Duanchou in the slightest.

A wooden sword shot out endless sharpness in Duanchou's hand, tearing mountains and rivers apart, and there was no way to resist it.

"This is the sword power!"

Wu Yue said in a deep voice, his eyes were solemn, different from the sword intent, the sword power has already entered another world, communicating with the world of swordsmanship, condensing its own sharpness and momentum, breaking everything.

Even if Duanchou didn't use it deliberately, as long as he has the long sword in his hand, the invisible momentum of the sword is enough to prevent him from taking a step forward.

"Okay, let's stop here. The power of the golden elixir remaining in your body has been absorbed in the past few days. If you continue to practice, you will no longer be able to improve, but it will be harmful instead of beneficial. You also need to sharpen your sword skills these days." Time precipitates and digests."

Throwing the wooden sword casually, the sword wind roared, and instantly sank into the boulder not far away. Duanchou looked at Wu Yue and said lightly.

Hearing that there is no need to carry out this cruel and inhuman sword sharpening, Wu Yue seemed a little bit astonished. The high-pressure training these days had made him accustomed to it, but when he suddenly heard the master said that he didn't need to practice anymore, he felt a little disappointed.

After all, although he has been tortured these days and was tortured to death by his master, the benefits are also obvious. With his sword practice, it seems that there is no obstacle at all, and he is rising slowly, which is simply appalling.

Nodding his head silently, Wu Yue sighed in his heart, but his face was calm, nothing unusual, and tied the Xingyun epee to his back with his backhand.

In a short while, in the dense forest, a golden sword light shot up into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

In the same place, a light wooden long sword was stuck on the boulder, submerged for more than a foot, the mountain wind was blowing, and the golden sun was shining. Immediately, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the whole wooden sword turned into fine dust and fell with the wind. .

And at the moment when the wooden sword dissipated, spider web-like cracks spread all over the entire boulder, and in an instant, it disintegrated into fine pieces all over the sky, scattering in all directions.

"There are some rare elixir in the depths of Qingcang Mountain. I came here as a teacher to search for and collect elixir. I will go out for a few days, and you can stay here to practice well. Don't do anything willful. If you have something to do, you can find two The elders discuss."

As soon as he came back, Duanchou gathered all the people together, raised his eyes and looked around, seeing that everyone has made great progress, he couldn't help being very pleased, so with a smile on his face, he briefly explained the trip.

With the lessons learned from last time, Lin Xiaoyuan became more mature and sensible. When she heard that Master was going out to collect herbs, she no longer begged to go with her. Instead, she nodded and said, "Master, don't worry. I'm also a senior sister. I'll watch over you. Nothing will go wrong."

Situ Ling beside her pursed her lips and chuckled, even Wu Yue couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the words, the black and white tigers rolled their eyes: "It's because of you that the Suzerain is worried, and we are both worried!"

Duanchou nodded noncommittally, and said no more. Now that the strength of the black and white tigers has greatly increased, they are no longer what they used to be. Escape calmly with people.

With the two of them watching and thinking about it, there is nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, Duanyou smiled lightly on Duanchou's face, and the person had already stepped into the sky and drifted away.

"So handsome! When will I be able to be like the suzerain, with an immortal demeanor, elegant and elegant!"

Ye Liangchen looked at the back of Duanchou going away, with a hint of envy in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

(End of this chapter)