Kendo Venom

Chapter 682
"This……"

They were almost speechless in shock.

"White Sword King has kept the record for more than ten years...was it broken once?"

"And, when the seventh floor appeared, there were two people!"

These sword cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, and they all saw the strong shock in each other's expressions.

This kind of thing is too unprecedented!

Either they don't break the record, and as a result, once the record is broken, there are two. Such a result really makes them a little unbelievable.

At this time, the sword cultivator who had been taunting Su Xuan all the time suddenly showed a bitter expression, and sighed deeply: "It seems that we have all misjudged our eyes!"

"It wasn't that this person couldn't go to the seventh floor a few days ago, but that he... didn't want to go!"

"Since he has already broken the record of the Sword King Bai in terms of his kendo attainments, it means that in time, this Bai Su will definitely be able to hit the top ten in the Tianjiao battle list!"

The more these people talked, the more excited they became. In the end, if it wasn't for the limitations of their cultivation, they would definitely rush down to the seventh floor to find out.

There are also some people, when they learned that the person on the seventh floor of the Sword Cave is Bai Su, No. 30 and No. [-] in the current Tianjiao Battle Ranking, they couldn't help but feel a little wooing, and planned to report the matter after returning Give the sect power.

At the same time, when he was still in a state of shock on the upper floors of the Sword Cave, Su Xuan had already stopped and stood on the seventh floor of the Sword Cave, staring at the ancient paintings on the wall, quite surprised.

Behind him stood five sword puppets.

It's just that such guarding is not a difficult task for Su Xuan who has already comprehended the Sword of Killing God.

The first thing that catches the eye is the ancient paintings on the wall. These ancient paintings roughly record the history of the strong swordsmen who cultivated on the seventh floor and left records of their experience.

What's more, he directly and generously left his own inheritance and powerful sword formulas in the seventh floor.

Although I have to admit that these sword tactics are indeed very powerful, but in the end, Su Xuan still looked away.

No matter how powerful the sword art is, if it does not have its own sword power and dao rhyme in it, even if you learn the sword art, the effect you can display is nothing more than a similarity in appearance, not a similarity in spirit.

Everyone has a unique understanding of their own kendo experience, so not every attainment is suitable for them.

On the sixth floor of the Sword Cave, Su Xuan had already summed up his own god-killing sword, so he was not so interested in the ancient paintings of swordsmanship on the walls.

As a result, he just looked away when he suddenly saw a figure sitting cross-legged in front of him!
This figure was facing a wall, and it seemed that he was in a unique state of perception. A fiery sword intent emerged from all over his body, causing Su Xuan to raise his brows.

"It seems that the seventh floor of the Sword Cave is not a trial, but rather a reward for those who pass the first six floors."

"Of course, the content of this reward should be the ancient paintings of swordsmanship on these walls."

Su Xuan casually looked around, but didn't find any suitable sword formulas for him.

In the end, his eyes still stayed on the figure sitting cross-legged.

The sword art that the opponent had comprehended seemed to coincide with the scorching sword intent he had practiced, so he chose to sit cross-legged on the spot to carefully comprehend the ancient painting of sword art on the wall.

"Fire Sun Sword Intent?"

Su Xuan glanced casually, and immediately saw several large characters on the wall.

What surprised him the most was that these four characters were all drawn with sword energy, so there was a sense of sword hidden in them.

When Su Xuan looked over, he suddenly felt like a raging fire was ignited all over his body, and he seemed to be swallowed by this raging fire at any time. This special feeling is really strange.

But this kind of sword intent is not too terrifying for Su Xuan.

After all, these ancient paintings of swordsmanship on the walls have been preserved here for an unknown number of years, and their original owners have long since disappeared. Only a trace of sword intent remains in them.

This kind of sword intent will not hurt Su Xuan.

On the contrary, he thought that if he practiced in such an environment, coupled with his own comprehension, maybe with the passage of time, he would be able to comprehend the essence of this ray of Lie Yang sword intent.

"It's a pity that I can't eat too much. I still need to continue to temper the sword of killing gods and the speedy sword intent contained in it. I don't have time to comprehend other sword intents."

Each sword intent itself contains countless experiences and perceptions from the original owner. If one really wants to cultivate one's mind, one must go through the four processes of cognition, practice, comprehension, and practice.

Among them, each process, according to each person's different understanding and talent, the time it takes is inestimable.

Even the God-slaying sword that Su Xuan had comprehended before, in fact, he can only use it now.

But if he really wants to display the charm and complete sword power, maybe Su Xuan still needs a long time to repeatedly comprehend.

"Om-"

When Su Xuan was contemplating, this space suddenly felt hot. This kind of heat even stung his nerves, causing him to wake up suddenly.

Looking up, above his head, a golden sword aura appeared faintly. It was this sword aura that showed a power comparable to that of the scorching sun, which made Su Xuan's heart suddenly startled.

"The sword intent left by the predecessors is really terrifying."

With a sigh, Su Xuan circulated the sword domain divine body, and quietly resisted the erosion of this sword energy.

Just as he was thinking about where to go after leaving, the figure who had been sitting cross-legged suddenly trembled slightly at this moment, and the next moment, the other party opened his eyes.

"Ok?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt another strange breath.

This made him startled slightly.

"Didn't it mean that the Holy City of Emperor Ling has been around for nearly a hundred years, and no one has stepped into the seventh floor?"

"Who is this person?"

Although he was hesitating, the other party waved his hand and restrained the terrifying blazing sun sword intent before. Afterwards, he got up on the spot and turned to look at Su Xuan who was also puzzled.

However, what Su Xuan was suspicious of was not the opponent's sword intent.

When his spiritual power was quietly running and he saw through the other party's clues, Su Xuancai felt a little bit puzzled.

Another weird swordsman disguised as a man?

Shaking his head, Su Xuan didn't intend to talk to the other party, and after clasping his fists together, he was ready to get up and leave here.

"Wait, please—"

As a result, just as he turned around, there was a melodious and clear voice like a hupeck antelope from behind.

Su Xuan hesitated for a while, and finally turned around again, looked at the other party and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"You...are you also here to feel the sword intent?"

This woman dressed as a man came out from the darkness, she thought about it, and asked suddenly.

Only then did Su Xuan see that under such circumstances, this woman was wearing light yellow clothes, no matter how you looked at it, she did not match the identity of the man in front of her...

He thought for a while and said, "I just arrived here, but there is nothing suitable for me, so I am planning to leave."

(End of this chapter)