Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 1277: The inheritance of the teacher is also the cause and effect of the teacher.

The contemporary leader of the Confucian sage Mingde, the successor of the Eight Dragon-Slaying Swords in the past, will meet again today after a lifetime of the Eight Dragon-Slaying Swords - Feng Mo·Jian Shangqi.

Zheng!
Hearing the sound of Qingyue's sword resounding through the sky again, the battle was about to break out.

His eyes flashed.

In an instant, it was lightning.

I saw two figures holding swords rushing out quickly, colliding with each other at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, their bodies intertwined, and the Immortal Demon Sword and Tian Ke Mingjian clashed several times.

The figures in the confrontation have different moods, and they have different understandings of each other.

The stream of light flashed quickly, and thousands of moves passed by in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the explosive sound, two figures entangled in the sword light passed by each other. Immediately, they turned around and swung their swords again to attack.

clang!
The two swords collided again, and the sword body shook violently, making a harsh clang sound.

The next moment, the force that bounced back from the sword forced the two of them back dozens of feet each.

"Sword disaster·blood rain across the sky!"

The sword was missing, and the fingers of the left hand holding the sword were pressed against the silver sword body. In an instant, the silver sword body turned into a magnificent scarlet red, and countless bloody sword energy shot out quickly, and its force was like a torrential rain, covering the sky and the earth.

It was the martial arts used to attack the evil king on Shiliu Island in the past.

Before seeing the old enemy, it is used to pass on from old friends.

Sharp and majestic, it dyed the entire sky with blood.

"The three tombs of the emperor, the five canons of the emperor, the eight ropes, the nine hills."

As soon as the successor of the Sword Emperor used the Sword Emperor's secret knowledge, he saw the aura of holy light culture emerging from Xia Chenglin's body and reaching into the sky.

Tian Ke Mingjian's sword edge was raised, and he slashed down with one sword. However, when he saw the appearance of the ancient saint, the blood raining sword energy whistling in the sky was actually cut through with one sword.

The sky is clear again, the sky is clear and the air is clear, and the two people stand proudly on the top of the mountain.

"Strong man! Good sword! Good moves!" Jian Shangque praised.

After experiencing life and death, he gained a new understanding of the sword.

but.

The opponent's sword and the opponent's moves still amazed him, made him excited, and made him eager to fight.

Xia Chenglin said calmly: "The master's teachings are certainly unparalleled."

He didn't mention a word about his swordsmanship.

No other means were used.

Although the closed disciple has added a "predecessor", the successor of the mantle is still the successor of the mantle. Even when faced with the Eight Dragon-Slaying Swords of the year, he can still be seen as being able to move with ease.

"I have also created three sword moves, so I will come to meet you for a while." The sword in Shang Que's hand deflected, the demon sword clanged, and the fierce sword intent reached the sky and the earth.

Then, the three skills of the Edge Demon appeared at the right time.

The sword intent reaching the sky and the earth spread outwards, the wind blowing seemed to be no longer wind, but a sword; the floating clouds seemed to be no longer clouds, but a sword; a powerful move made the world change color.

"The edge is endless, the style is endless, the sword reaches the sky and the earth with no visible form!"

At this moment, the invisible wind and tangible clouds were all exaggerated and pulled by the sword intention of the Edge Demon, and turned into a sharp sword through the Immortal Demon Sword.

It is also a sword that encompasses all changes.

Facing the first three skills of the Edge Demon, Xia Chenglin held Tian Ke Ming Jian and mouthed Tian Xian:
"Looking at the sun, the moon, the wonderful machine, the gods, the writing, the rules, the thinking, and the agreement."

As soon as the words fell, a wave of will infected the world within a thousand miles, and the sword intention, as gloomy as autumn water, stopped the wind and settled in the clouds.

It is empty but clear inside and outside, full of energy but miserable.

There is no trace of selfishness, just like a hidden dragon.

When the wind and cloud suddenly change, Tian Ke's clear judgment will be cut out, and the energy and thunder will be mixed.

boom!
The moment the extreme moves met, there was thunder in the sky, different sword intentions destroyed each other, and the scattered sword energy burst out, carrying the remaining energy of the two people's confrontation and sweeping across the ten directions, tearing the wind and splitting the clouds.

New sword marks were added to the surrounding mountain walls. There were gravels flying across the mountain, and they were divided in the middle or diagonally cut by the scattered sword energy.

The already empty and desolate mountaintop has become a new addition.

The two people standing there did not move.

"How many masters are there in this land of China that I have never competed with?" Jian Shangque praised again. "One of the swords is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the reputation of the Netherworld Edge Demon is well-deserved."

Xia Chenglin's evaluation was also not low. He was able to practice such sword power in the body of a demon, and he was worthy of being his master's comrade back then.

Although the scar on the sword comes from the primitive world of darkness.

But there was no demonic energy on his sword, only the sharp and powerful sword intention.

Concentrating one's concentration, the world instantly turned into a wave of sword energy. The sword's intention was both hard and soft, and the sword's light was fast and swift. This was the continuation of the three unique moves of the Edge Demon——

"The moves are endless, the intention is endless, and the path enters the front and clouds of metamorphosis!"

Previously, the first move focused on the change of moves, but now the second move focuses on the power of the sword intention itself. Change is no longer the focus, so naturally this move cannot be dealt with in the same way.

"Yi Zhang Shiyi's book mark Qi Guan Shi Li Si Shi Li Zheng Five Classics."

The intertwined sword intentions turned into golden words and were arranged neatly, just like the holy scriptures reappearing in front of you.

The final form of the Sword Emperor's secret technique is a pair of three consecutive moves of the Edge Demon.

The color of the sky and the earth changes, thousands of changes and the infinite sword intent intersect to the extreme. The two swords seem to be clashing and colliding, just like rain hitting the banana trees continuously. After the force is exhausted, there is a thunderous explosion.

The final move of the Three Edge Demon Skills comes immediately, leaving no room for respite.

"There is an end to life, there is no end to destruction, and the sky is missing and the earth is falling to kill the demonic front!"

The new understanding of life and death is gathered in the sword. The missing person on the sword and the sword merge into one, transcending all shackles of moves.

This move is a pure killing sword.

The sword glowed brightly, and a silver stream of light shot out quickly.

Jian Shangque took the lead and drew the sword out. The world-shaking sword intent turned into world-shaking killing intent.

Demon-Slaying Edge is more than just the feud between the Edge Demon and the Evil King.

It’s not just his reflection on killing himself with a sword.

In the miserable world, there is only one sword, pointing directly at the successor of the Sword King.

"Spring and Autumn Holy Scroll·One stroke in the sky crosses a thousand suns."

At this time, Xia Chenglin's figure moved together, Tianke Mingjian reflected endless brilliance, and the holy sword took advantage of the Confucian sect's aggressive momentum to attack.

The blade of the sword reaches across the sky like a pen, and the holy energy turns into ink and reaches a thousand suns.

There was a loud sound, the elephant was invisible, and two figures passed by each other.

"Happily, I agreed to what I said before."

Jian Shangque threw the Demonic Sword of Immortality behind his back, laughed heartily, took the envelope and left directly.

"I don't hate that I don't see the ancients, but I hate that the ancients don't see me. Whoever is on the front is happy to see the wind. When the sword is missing, I sigh alone."

The sound of poetry echoed in the mountain wind. After throwing out the envelope, Xia Chenglin put away Tianke Mingjian and smoothed his body with simple breath adjustment. The blessing of more than [-]% was still too outrageous.

"Are you okay?" Zhen Wushang asked concernedly as he arrived.

"It doesn't matter, but my uncle will have one more kendo opponent in the future."

Xia Chenglin read the letter that Yun Wanggui sent back before and recognized the demon sword in Jian Shangque's hand. After a confrontation, he judged that it was just a pure sword and was different from the Demon Sword.

Feng Mo also showed no signs of infection.

Unless the core of the Demon Sword is not the sword.

Fortunately, the second senior brother is stationed at the border and can provide the bottom line at critical moments.

"It's good to have rivals."

Zhen Wushang didn't know what Xia Chenglin was thinking at this time, but after this battle, the sword contract was transferred to him, and now his foundation is still a little worse.

Perhaps, he should also practice meditation for a while.

I won’t go and watch this decisive battle between the best swordsmen in the world.

"I have confidence in my uncle's swordsmanship. Let's go back."

"Ah."

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(End of this chapter)