Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 95 The Realm of Ten Thousand Swords
Whoosh!
The flying sword pierced through the air, as fast as a stream of light, and pierced Tu Shanxuan's eyebrows in an instant. The vertical and horizontal sword energy smashed Tu Shanxuan's body into pieces.

The art of flying swords is best at attacking and attacking. Among the Eight Immortals, the most powerful one is the Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.

This sword made Li Daoxuan dazzled and yearning for it.

The Taoist priests of the Longevity Palace also know how to use flying swords, but their speed is too slow and their power is not strong. Compared with Master's flying swords, it is nothing like mud!
But Zhang Qianyang didn't relax, instead, his brows became more dignified. He knew that the eight-tailed fox demon would definitely not die so easily.

Sure enough, Tu Shanxuan, who was smashed into pieces by the sword energy, suddenly turned into countless butterflies, flying in the air.

"What a fierce swordsmanship, Zhang Qianyang, I want to see if your Taiyi Tiangang sword art can break my magical illusion?"

Tu Shanxuan's voice came from the void, so ethereal that it was impossible to judge the direction.

Then Li Daoxuan felt a blur in front of his eyes, appearing on a mountain peak, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The master was beside him, standing with his hands behind his back, wearing Taoist robes and dignified eyes.

Zheng!
Under his control, the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword pierced directly into the sea of ​​clouds, smashing the sky-filled clouds into pieces, but there was no one there, and it was empty.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zhang Qianyang frowned and said: "It's such a powerful illusion, my magic eye can't see any flaws."

"Master, in the face of such a powerful illusion, how should we break it?"

"How to break?"

Zhang Qianyang glanced at him, and proudly said: "Pierce through with a sword!"

After finishing speaking, he recalled the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword, stretched out his finger, and tapped lightly on the hilt. The next moment, a miraculous scene appeared, and the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword suddenly turned into ten handles.

"The Taiyi Tiangang Sword Jue is divided into five realms, which are the Royal Sword Realm, Ten Sword Realm, Hundred Sword Realm, Thousand Sword Realm, and the Ten Thousand Sword Realm, which can only be accomplished by the power of the Yang God!"

He tapped the hilt of the sword again, and the Taiyi Leimu Sword continued to divide, turning ten into a hundred, turning a hundred into a thousand, and turning a thousand into a thousand!
"Although my cultivation base has fallen as a teacher, the realm of swordsmanship has been preserved. Looking at the swordsmen in the world, how many people can block my thousand swords?"

At this moment, Zhang Qianyang stood with his hands behind his back, with thousands of swords hanging in the air behind him, pointing at the sky, like a river of sword energy, rushing endlessly.

Li Daoxuan's eyes were blurred, and his heart was surging. This is also... so handsome!
To control ten thousand swords and break through the sky, this is the real sword fairy. He always thought that his master was best at lightning techniques, but he didn't think it was swordsmanship!
No wonder the master was very strict with him on the matter of sword practice.

"disease!"

Thousands of swords form the Taiyi Tiangang sword array, like a seven-star Big Dipper, like a huge sword, piercing the sky!
Boom!

The whole world trembled slightly, and there was a faint tendency to distort, as if it was about to collapse.

A gleam of joy appeared in Li Daoxuan's eyes, and he said, "Master, it works!"

Zhang Qianyang nodded with a smile, took down the jug on his waist and took a big sip, his cheeks were a little rosy, and said, "Disciple, do you want to learn?"

Li Daoxuan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, thinking so much!
How could he not want to learn such a handsome swordsmanship?
Zhang Qianyang stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Just now, I only used [-]% of my sword strength for the master, just to make it easier for you to learn, otherwise it would be easy to pierce this illusion!"

When Li Daoxuan heard this, he felt very relaxed. Master is worthy of being a master, amazing!
But before he was happy, a voice came to his ears, it was the master who was quietly transmitting the voice.

"Disciple, hurry up, help me as a teacher!"

Li Daoxuan was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he realize that Master's face seemed too rosy, and his calves seemed to be trembling slightly.

He hurried forward, held Master's arm, and said, "Master, teach me quickly!"

Zhang Qianyang smiled and nodded. With Li Daoxuan's support, he breathed a sigh of relief and his body relaxed.

Fortunately, the apprentice is smart enough.

He sent a voice transmission to Li Daoxuan: "For my master, I forcibly activated the Ten Thousand Swords Realm, and the old injury relapsed. The two of us will play a play and see if we can scare this fox demon."

Zhang Qianyang was also very helpless, he fell into the Yang God Realm and suffered from old injuries, which is why he likes to sleep in coffins all year round, just to absorb Yin Qi to calm the old injuries in his body.

It was already very reluctant to use the yin and god state to activate Wan Jian, but it also affected the old wound. At this moment, there seemed to be thousands of arrows piercing through his heart, and he was able to maintain a calm surface, which was already extremely strong.

Li Daoxuan felt chilled, Master, you are too boastful, are you handsome for only three seconds?

Looking at the gaze of the apprentice, Zhang Qianyang coughed, his old face blushed, and he said in a loud voice on purpose: "I wanted to kill this fox demon directly as a teacher, but suddenly remembered the teaching of Master Ni, that God has the virtue of good life. Yu also played a role in controlling the water, so give him a chance."

Li Daoxuan quickly answered, "Yes, master, if the monster is sensible enough to take the initiative to remove the illusion and leave Hongzhou, it's not that he can't spare his life."

As soon as the words fell, a cold snort resounded between heaven and earth.

The ground trembled, and a human face appeared, which looked exactly like Tu Shanxuan.

"Zhang Qianyang, the attack just now already has the power of Yang God, I don't believe it, how many times can you make such an attack in a mere Yin God realm?"

Li Daoxuan's heart sank, it's broken, this is not frightening!
Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed blood on the Taiyi Leimu Sword that flew back.

Immediately, the light of Taiyi Leimu Sword became brighter, split again, turned into Ten Thousand Swords, and slashed towards the earth!

The dense sword rain is like a long river falling from the nine heavens, piercing the earth, cutting off the mountains and rivers, as if the doomsday collapsed.

But then magma flowed out of the cracked ground, swallowing all the sword shadows, and the surrounding wind howled, and the wind assisted the fire, and suddenly ignited a raging fire, turning the world into a sea of ​​flames.

Li Daoxuan originally wanted to use the Three Realms gourd to take away these flames, but found that there was no response at all.

Only then did he realize that all these were illusions, not real existence, and the Three Realms Gourd naturally couldn't absorb them.

But illusion doesn't mean that people can't kill people.

If the illusion cannot be broken, his real body will burn himself to death. This is because in his consciousness, he has already been burned to death by fire.

Scientists of later generations have done experiments, after deeply hypnotizing a person, telling him that his arm was burned by fire. As a result, the person actually had burn marks on his arm when everything was normal.

Hypnosis is like this, not to mention the magical illusion of the Eight-Tailed Demon Fox?
"Master, what should we do?"

Seeing that the magma under his feet was gradually rising, and the surrounding flames would swallow it at any moment, Li Daoxuan was sweating like rain, and asked hurriedly.

However, Zhang Qianyang's condition is also not good. Just now, with the help of the blood from the tip of his tongue, he forcibly activated the Wanjian Realm again. The internal injury became more serious. The blood reached his throat, and he swallowed it again.

But Zhang Qianyang is Zhang Qianyang after all, facing such a critical moment, he is still very calm, observing the surroundings carefully with deep eyes.

"Taking out the hurdles to fill out the scriptures and refining them, the Qinglong rides the furnace to swim in the middle."

"It's just that I was wrong. This demon fox uses the sky and the earth as its furnace, and the surrounding mountains as its vents. The wind fuels the fire, just like the Laojun's alchemy furnace. He wants to kill you and me, master and apprentice, here! "

　Thank you for a salted fish, burying the moon and Haotian, and my domineering one hundred rewards, love!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)