I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 133 Cut throat!

Tens of thousands of swords came out at the same time, and feeling the powerful pressure, Wuhua finally changed color.

But at this moment, he was suppressed by the endless sword energy and could not move at all.

He could only let the true energy in his body burst out, transforming into golden swastika Buddhist seals and then merge into the golden bell again to enhance its power.

The next moment, thousands of swords arrived!

Click! boom!

The first long sword hit the golden bell cover and broke instantly into countless pieces that flew out, seemingly having no effect on the golden bell cover at all.

But then, under the bombardment of the second and third long swords, the golden bell cover that seemed extremely solid at the beginning began to tremble, and Wuhua was directly submerged in the long steel dragon formed by the long swords.

Many people stretched their necks to look, with looks of surprise on their faces.

“Hiss~ Gu Changfeng can actually control ten thousand swords to shoot out simultaneously? Is this the legendary sword-controlling technique? But it seems that even the people of Mingjian Villa can only control eight swords!”

"It's amazing, it's really amazing! I didn't expect Gu Changfeng's swordsmanship to be so strong. I've never heard of it before."

"Now Wuhua is completely invisible. Can his golden bell cover withstand it?"

"How can he withstand it? There are so many long swords, four of which are divine weapons. Even if he could exert the strength of a late grandmaster in the outside world, he couldn't withstand it, let alone now?"

"It's over so soon? Why does it feel like there's such a huge gap between the two of us?"

Li Ruohai said nothing, but frowned as if he sensed something.

Gu Changfeng even narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although the range of his spiritual consciousness was suppressed to ten feet, he was unable to sense Wuhua's situation in the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Sword Formation.

But Gu Changfeng's keen perception was still there. He could feel that Wuhua was not dead, and there was a faint and extremely fierce force emanating from him.

At this time, inside the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Sword Formation.

The Golden Bell Cover, which is known as Shaolin's strongest defense, is now covered with cracks, like a piece of porcelain that will break at any time.

Wuhua, who was in the middle of it, looked a little ugly, but there was no despair at all.

"There's no other way. It looks like we have to reveal some of our cards. Otherwise, we won't be able to resist with just the Buddhist martial arts."

He took a deep breath, and as his sleeves shook, a long knife slipped out and fell into his hand.

The style of this long sword is completely different from the swords used in the Central Plains martial arts world. The entire blade is slender and narrow, more similar to the swords worn by Japanese samurai.

At this time, there were blood-red lines on the blade, emitting an extremely strong evil spirit. It looked very strange and was obviously not an ordinary item.

The moment he grasped the long sword, Wuhua's entire temperament changed drastically.

If we say that Wuhua looked handsome and elegant before.

Now Wuhua exudes an extremely strong gloomy and murderous aura all over his body, as if he is an evil ghost crawling out of hell!
"Gu Changfeng is indeed quite capable. He can even use the most difficult sword-controlling technique in the martial arts world to such an extent. It is not unfair that Senior Brother Kong Zhi and the other two were defeated."

"But this method alone is far from enough for me."

"It doesn't matter if I reveal some of my methods. As long as I kill everyone later, no one will know my true background!"

Wuhua's eyes flashed, and he clenched the hilt of the long sword in his hands with both hands and raised it high.

The true energy in his body continuously flowed into the long sword through his hands. The blood-colored patterns on the sword shone brightly and became brighter and brighter. An indescribable terrifying murderous aura emanated.

Even the closest swords were shattered!
When the accumulation was complete and the blood-colored patterns on the blade became extremely dazzling, Wuhua's arm muscles bulged abnormally, and his sleeves burst directly, revealing two muscular and thick arms.

Then he slashed from top to bottom with force.

"Cut against the wind with one strike!"

laugh!
A crescent-shaped blood-red sword energy that was more than ten feet in size slashed out with a loud bang!
The ground cracked wherever it passed, and the nine illusory long swords that formed the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Sword Formation shattered in an instant and dissipated into light spots all over the sky.

Those long swords of good quality were directly torn into pieces, and even the long swords of divine weapon level were broken into pieces by the powerful sword energy!
The long steel dragon composed of tens of thousands of long swords was torn in half by the blood-red sword energy, and it went towards Gu Changfeng with a murderous aura!

Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.

"What a powerful sword energy! Does Shaolin have such a sword technique?"

"This doesn't seem to be Shaolin martial arts. The evil spirit contained in it is too strong. It's more like some kind of evil skill."

"Such strength has completely broken through the Grandmaster level. How did he do it? Now it depends on whether Gu Changfeng can stop it!"

Li Ruohai stared at the strange long sword in Wuhua's hand, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Where have I seen this knife before?"

Suddenly, his expression changed and he couldn't help but blurt out.

"I remember now. This sword was the sword of the Japanese warrior Tianfeng Jushiro who wreaked havoc in the Central Plains martial arts world more than a decade ago. It's the demon sword Muramasa!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people around them suddenly changed, and someone asked anxiously.

"Master Li, are you serious?"

Everyone present was under 35 years old. They were only in their teens a dozen years ago. Many of them had only heard of the name and deeds of Tianfeng Shishilang, but had never seen the famous demon sword Muramasa.

Li Ruohai looked solemn and spoke slowly.

"More than a decade ago, I was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but by chance I saw Tianfeng Shishilang fighting with a Beggar Gang warrior from afar."

"The style of that knife is very special, I can't be mistaken!" "And Wuhua's move is exactly what Tianfeng Shishilang is famous for, slashing with the wind!"

At this moment, many people took a deep breath and their eyes towards Wuhua obviously changed.

More than ten years ago, Tianfeng Shishilang slaughtered many people from the Central Plains martial arts world, causing a bloody storm.

His strength once reached the half-step heavenly realm, and finally it was the strong men of the Beggar Gang who took action and finally killed him.

Wuhua was holding Tianfeng Shishilang's sword and used the other party's famous skills. It was obvious that the two of them must have a close relationship!

Upon hearing this, Wanwan and Shi Feixuan looked at Gu Changfeng worriedly.

Back then, Tianfeng Shishilang relied on the demon sword Muramasa and Yingfeng Yidaozhan to achieve a terrifying record of killing powerful warriors in the state of unity of man and nature!
In the battlefield.

Gu Changfeng looked at the blood-red sword energy rushing towards him with a slightly solemn expression.

In his perception, the power of this move has completely surpassed the level of Grandmaster and is infinitely close to the late Grandmaster level!
Gu Changfeng did not dare to be careless. He pressed down with one palm, and countless green sword beams merged into one, forming an extremely huge green illusory sword that fell from the sky.

Green lightning flashed continuously in the palm of his hand, and all offensive means were thrown out at once.

At the same time, make hand gestures.

"Mountain and River Seal!"

boom! boom! boom!
One earth wall after another rose from the ground.

Rays of ochre-colored light gathered from the earth and condensed into a suit of rock armor on his body.

Not only that, Gu Changfeng summoned a divine sword and used his magic power to prepare to use the divine sword to control thunder.

Lines of green magic power quickly evaporated up and rolled in the sky, but they were unable to condense into dark clouds!
Gu Changfeng's expression changed. He could feel that there seemed to be some kind of restriction in the Demon Tomb. He was unable to use his strongest method!
At this moment, the blood-red sword energy was invincible. Whether it was the earth wall or the huge green illusory sword, they were all annihilated in an instant, and it was close in the blink of an eye!

There was no time to think too much.

Gu Changfeng had no choice but to desperately mobilize the Wu Earth magic power in his Dantian, continuously adding defenses on his body, and crossing his arms to block in front of him.

The next moment, Gu Changfeng felt a huge force coming at him, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest and arms. He was instantly knocked out and plunged into the sword world. He finally stopped when his back hit something hard.

"Gu Changfeng!"

Wanwan and Shi Feixuan's expressions changed drastically. They couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and looked towards the sword world.

The entire square was in complete silence.

puff!
Gu Changfeng felt a heat in his throat and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking down, he found three wounds on his arms and chest that were deep enough to see the bones, and streams of bright red blood were flowing down his arms!

Instinctively, Gu Changfeng reached out to grab the things around him, only to find that he had been knocked to the highest platform in the center of the sword world.

And what he held in his hand was the sword that the Heavenly Demon Cangqiu once carried, the Xushen Sword!
When he got closer, Gu Changfeng discovered that the sword looked quite ancient. The most eye-catching thing was the extremely mysterious rune on the hilt. Just one look at it made him feel dizzy.

However, Gu Changfeng didn't care about these things at the moment. The Yi Mu magic power in his body surged, trying to stop the wound.

However, the powerful healing power that always worked did not work at this time. His spiritual consciousness could clearly feel that there was a ball of blood-colored energy attached to his wound, making it impossible to heal!

"Is this murderous intent?"

Gu Changfeng was surprised.

This was the second time that he had encountered a method where murderous aura was condensed into substance since entering the territory of the Sui Dynasty. The first time was the power of the battle formation displayed by a thousand elite cavalry led by the Shadow Assassin, but it was far inferior to Wuhua's sword.

Obviously, the latter had such an effect because of the great bonus from the demon sword Muramasa in his hand.

Gu Changfeng looked at Wuhua in the distance, and his mind began to think of countermeasures quickly, various thoughts flashed through his mind.

"This is the first time I've been injured since I entered the immortal path."

'No wonder even Shaolin Sankong was defeated by me. This time Shaolin sent Wuhua again. This guy really has some tricks!'

"But I can't use my strongest means, and ordinary attacks are no match for the windward slash of the demon sword Muramasa. Does that mean I can only use the teleportation rune that my master left for me to save my life?"

Gu Changfeng did not notice that his blood was flowing down his arm onto the Xushen Sword and all of it was absorbed into the mysterious rune on the hilt.

Faintly, there was a gleam of silver light on its surface.

On the other side, Wuhua was holding the magic sword and walking towards Gu Changfeng step by step with a look of arrogance on his face.

"Hahahahaha!"

"The number one genius in Kyushu is just like this."

"Gu Changfeng, back then on Mount Wudang, you cut off one of my uncle's arms, and your master cut off one of my great master's arms, bringing shame to our Shaolin."

"Today, I will personally bury you, the so-called number one prodigy in Kyushu!"

After saying this, he raised the demon sword Muramasa above his head again with both hands, injected all his internal energy into it, and the blood-colored patterns on the blade shone brightly again, and he was about to cut it with the sword.

The terrifying murderous aura filled the air, even Li Ruohai felt his heart tremble with fear, and everyone held their breath.

Gu Changfeng frowned and slowly placed his left hand on the teleportation rune on his chest.

But at this moment, Gu Changfeng felt his right hand suddenly become empty.

In the distance, translucent ripples appeared in front of Wuhua, and an ancient long sword appeared as if teleporting, silently slashing across his neck!

(End of this chapter)