Sword ancestor

Chapter 425 Sword Demon Dugu Seeks Defeat!

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The white shirt is like snow, and the middle-aged man walks forward step by step. The snow-colored sword tip slashes across the ground, leaving an immortal sword mark.

The heart and the sword are one, such a pure way of sword makes Qi Tian feel awed, such a person, such a sword, has a kind of invincible edge overflowing.

The sky is dark, with goose feathers and heavy snow falling, and the crystal snowflakes fall on the body, like a blossoming snow plum, and you can even smell the faint fragrance, which is almost real and illusory, even if it is Qitian, if it is not for the Yin and Yang Dao, it is difficult to figure it out.

call out--

In an instant, the middle-aged figure disappeared into the void, and the next moment, he appeared ten miles behind Qi Tian, ​​a stream of golden blood rose up, and a three-inch bloody mouth suddenly appeared on Qi Tian's face. Above the mouth, the edge is raging, almost impossible to heal.

hum-

The yin and yang sword intent washed away, obliterating the edge, the wound healed, and Qi Tian looked dignified. He almost couldn't dodge the sword just now. The pure killing sword can divide life and death with one sword. If you don't die, you will live. Death, Qi Tian escaped, he turned to look at the back of the middle-aged man, the same legendary figure, even more legendary than the legend, the legend of the legend.

One of the four great kendo families, the previous head of the Ximen family in the Northern Territory, Ximen Chuuxue!
At this moment, Qi Tian realized that this figure looked a little familiar. He thought of a person, Ximen Xue, the grand elder of the Ximen family. Their swords were so similar, but their realms were far apart. It is related, but all this is not what Qi Tian wants to explore.

"follow me!"

Withdrawing the sword abruptly, the snowflakes all over the sky stopped, Ximen Chuuxue turned and walked into the depths of the snowy ridge, unexpectedly did not make a second sword.

After pondering for a while, Qi Tian followed Ximen Chuuxue's footsteps and walked into the hinterland of Ximen's house.

After half a column of incense.

In the depths of the snowy ridge, a demon-like roar soared into the sky, and the black light pierced through nothingness. Behind him, two sword lights, one golden and one white, chased after him, and finally let him escape into the void and disappear.

Rumbling--

Not long after, the snow peak began to melt, a large area of ​​ice and snow melted, and the entire snow mountain, like a waterfall, was submerged in all directions.

hold head high--

As if a dormant dragon woke up, the ice and snow melted, revealing his dragon spine, and the dragon scales could be clearly seen. It was actually a peerless dragon vein. After the ice and snow melted, it quickly sank deep into the ground and disappeared. not see.

But during this process, Qi Tian and Ximen Chuuxue went deep into the dragon's veins at the same time, and intercepted more than ten real dragon auras.The spirit of the ten real dragons merged into the sword body, and Qi Tian could feel that his own dragon breath became more pure. Apart from his cultivation, he had really approached the form and spirit of the ancient real dragon.

Eastern Region.

A solitary peak soars into the sky, stretching far and wide, the pitch-black ancient mountain, every plant and tree is black, like a sword, standing on the mountain, with invisible sharp edges piercing through it all the time, the mountain is square, and there is no void. One place is complete, and space is turbulent everywhere. This is a Jedi.

mountain top.

A middle-aged man was wearing a green shirt and standing on the top of the mountain. His eyes were calm, and there was no sharpness or aura in his body. He was like a mortal, contaminated with grains and vulgarity.

hum-

At some point, the void in front of the middle-aged man distorted, and Qi Tian stepped out, standing still hundreds of feet away.

"You should know me."

The middle-aged man spoke calmly and looked at Qi Tian without any emotion: "If you want something, just follow my way."

"it is good!"

Qi Tian nodded, stretched out his hand and made a move, the Tai Chi sword appeared in his hand, time and space were rotated, a sword was slashed out, a thousand times the combat power burst out, the rotating time and space sword intent reversed everything, annihilated everything, a golden sword light crushed down, and moved towards Middle-aged pierces through.

"Good sword!"

The middle-aged man shouted, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. On the top of the mountain, a dark branch of an unknown tree fell off and fell into his hand.

chant—

The trembling of the branches actually made the sound of the Peerless Excalibur. At this moment, Qi Tian didn't notice the slightest aura of Dao.

how come!
Qi Tian circulated the yin and yang sword intent, and the sharpness of his eyes burst out, and then he realized that it was actually the way of the sword!

Taking the way of swordsmanship as the way, cultivating the sharpness and intent of swordsmanship is more pure than that of Ximen Chuuxue, which includes the essence of all swordsmanship. Plants, trees, bamboos, stones, time, space, everything can be a sword.

Qi Tian even felt that if he passed the Yin-Yang Dao to this person, he would be able to comprehend it immediately, and even reach a higher level than him.

call out--

A pure white sword light pierced violently, and instantly submerged into the chaotic time and space. The immortal, unsharp edge of the sword made Qi Tian feel helpless. This is the original edge of the sword. When it dies, it will be immortal forever.

The first strike put Qi Tian into a dilemma, even the vortex of time and space sword intent showed signs of collapse.

Fifteen hundred times the combat power!
No more hesitation, Qi Tian burst out with [-] times the combat power in a blink of an eye, which is definitely an astonishing improvement, even the legendary figure in front of him couldn't help but fix his eyes slightly.

"Very good! However, combat power is not the way of the sword."

The voice of the middle-aged man was very calm, but to Qi Tian's ears, it sounded like thousands of thunderclaps, countless worlds were born and died, and they flashed by with a snap of his fingers.

Combat power is not the way of the sword!

Once upon a time, he never thought about it, but felt that the improvement of endless sharpness was naturally included in the way of the sword, but at this moment, after seeing the way of the middle-aged man, Qi Tian had doubts about his own way of the sword for the first time, perhaps, There is nothing wrong with Yin Yang Kendo, what is wrong is only himself.

puff--

The time-space sword spun and shattered, the pure white sword light pierced through, stopped three inches in front of Qi Tian's forehead, and finally dissipated slowly.

"Go back, what you want is not qualified to take it yet, when you understand it, you can come to me again."

The middle-aged man turned around and left. He got off the peak and walked towards the lonely peak step by step. Like a mortal, he walked carefully, and the soles of his feet were covered with black soil.

In the turbulent flow of space, Qi Tian's body was immortal. Looking at the direction in which the middle-aged man left, he was deeply shaken. For the first time, he was completely suppressed in the way of the sword, and he had no strength to resist.

Perhaps, he still has more than 1000 times of combat power reserved, but facing such a character, even with more than 1000 times of combat power, Qi Tian has no chance of winning. Comprehension is also far above him, and he has already entered the realm of transformation and reached a state of sincerity.

"The realm of sincerity!"

Qi Tian murmured, then turned and left.

One day later, Qingyun Sect in the Southern Region, Zizhu Forest in Jianfeng.

The night was as cool as water, Qi Tian was lying and sleeping under a purple bamboo plant, Yun Fei was drinking a small wine beside him, not far from him, a bonfire was burning, Chen Kong was squatting helplessly, roasting for his master and uncle He was holding the pheasant, the oil and water were squeaking, the pheasant was roasted golden and shiny, and the rich meat fragrance wafted away. Yunfei's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand, and the two golden chicken legs fell off automatically, and one fell into his hand. One fell in front of Qi Tian, ​​blocking his sight.

"I said Junior Brother, you have been stunned for a whole day, what is there that you can't figure out, you majestic Sword Emperor, what is there to be confused about?"

Yunfei took a bite of the crispy chicken leg, his face was full of contentment, and the mellow aroma of purple bamboo stuffing moistened his throat, and his mouth was full of heartiness.

"Brother, tell me, what is the way of the sword?"

Yun Fei was taken aback, and took off the chicken leg from his mouth. He said in a puzzled way: "The way of swordsmanship is brave and diligent, you can't retreat, you can't be broken, and you are talking about the swordsman himself. Therefore, those who really step into the way of the sword, never use Although the soft sword can combine hardness and softness, it is too heavy and easily hinders our state of mind. The real combination of hardness and softness is the heart, not the sword itself."

Qi Tian frowned, and said again: "The way of the sword is sincere, what exactly is sincerity?"

Yunfei waved his hand and said: "The honest one is loyal, the most faithful, the most sincere, the most sincere, the most loyal, the most faithful, and the most true."

"Sincere, loyal, trustworthy, true!"

Qi Tian's eyes are cool and cool, reflecting the sky, the moonlight is like water, pouring down, the purple bamboo forest is dense, spiritual energy is floating, the clear stream runs through it, and the spring water is gurgling.

"There are still nine stone swords!"

Immediately, in Qi Tian's eyes, two terrifying rays of light pierced through the void, tearing open a crack in space. In the dark crack, time flows, and a corridor of time is vaguely seen, past, present, The three time and space in the future are looming.

hum-

Then, in front of the three of them, the void was distorted, and it was obvious that the figure of the Taoist appeared, with a lavender wine gourd hanging on his waist, and he was sloppy. Under the astonished gaze, the bonfire in front of him was extinguished at once.

"Master, you—"

Mingjian Taoist rolled his eyes and said: "What's the matter, the master is not as big as the master."

Chen Kong curled his mouth and had no choice but to grab a raw chicken beside him and set it on the campfire again. (A few hundred words, please forgive me

(End of this chapter)