Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

The intense sword energy carved out traces all around, like wounds cut into a person's body by blades.

Empowered by the Mind-Clearing Spell, the long sword in Xu Ming's hand had turned golden, its surface radiating a Buddhist light with the flavor of an angry Vajra.

Xu Ming slashed down with his sword.

This might not be the strongest sword strike Xu Ming had ever unleashed.

So far, the strongest sword strike Xu Ming had ever unleashed was at Tianxuan Sect when he briefly entered the Jade Purity Realm.

But this was definitely the most exhilarating and satisfying sword strike in Xu Ming's heart.

You say you made the rules here? Only one person can live?

Based on what?

What do you think you are?

Even if you are the Heavenly Dao, I will still slash down with my sword when I am unwilling to accept these rules!

Otherwise, what am I cultivating for? What is the sword in my hand for?

Just as Xu Ming slashed down with his sword.

The red-skirted woman also raised the long sword in her hand, flicking it upwards.

This seemingly casual flick was actually filled with boundless sword energy.

The red-skirted woman's sword energy, mixed with the scorching Samadhi True Fire, surged upwards like waves of the sea.

Gold and fiery red intertwined, both merging and drawing closer to each other.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise.

Flames and spiritual power scattered from the sky.

Xu Ming landed on the ground, forcefully waving the long sword in his hand, flinging away the remaining flames.

The red-skirted woman smiled as she looked at Xu Ming.

Xu Ming had been on the offensive the entire time, but this time, it was the red-skirted woman's turn.

A red shadow flashed before Xu Ming's eyes, and Xu Ming slashed out a sword backward. The sound of the long swords colliding was like hammering iron, truly hitting the opponent, but unfortunately, it only slightly tore a slit in her dress, revealing the red-skirted woman's fair waist.

The red shadow dissipated again, and when it re-condensed, it thrust a sword at Xu Ming once more. Xu Ming slashed again.

When the red shadow appeared in front of Xu Ming for the third time, her skirt swayed gently. With each flutter of her skirt, the long sword in her hand came down.

Each time the red-skirted woman swung her sword, it seemed as if she was using all her strength, and each time she swung her sword, it was so precise.

Xu Ming was gradually drawn into her rhythm.

Even Xu Ming himself didn't realize that he was gradually entering a strange state.

Xu Ming gradually forgot himself.

Gradually forgot what he was doing.

The sword energy and sword intent in Xu Ming's hand were constantly rising!

Even the Grass Script Swordplay that Xu Ming used had turned into a pool of water, blending into his own blood.

Shixin wanted to help Xu Ming, but as soon as Shixin took a step forward, she stopped.

Even though this woman harbored endless killing intent towards Xu Ming, trying to kill Xu Ming with every sword strike.

But Shixin felt that this woman seemed to be restraining herself.

She seemed to be forging a piece of iron, constantly tempering it until she tempered it to her most satisfactory state.

If something went wrong with this piece of iron in the process, if it broke or shattered, it was all the fault of this piece of iron.

"No, something will happen to Xu Ming."

Shixin still wanted to move forward to help Xu Ming.

"Don't rush over, unless you want him to become possessed."

Just then, a voice entered Shixin's ears.

Shixin looked seriously at Xu Ming.

Xu Ming had indeed entered a state of enlightenment.

Shixin bit her pearly teeth tightly.

Shixin felt so powerless for the first time.

She knew that she could only stand in place. If she joined in, it would be harmful to Xu Ming and not beneficial at all.

The red-skirted woman's voice echoed in Xu Ming's heart: "Give up, you can't beat me. Considering your good talent, I'll give you one last chance. Kill that female monk, and I'll let you leave alive."

"Ridiculous!" Xu Ming explicitly refused, even with a hint of disdain, "When did my life have to depend on killing a companion to obtain it?"

Xu Ming's sword momentum became more and more fierce, and his qi and blood became more and more vigorous.

"Cultivators were originally fighting against people and fighting against the heavens. Are there few things in the world where cultivators betray their Dao companions and kill their children in order to ascend to the Great Dao? Not to mention that you are still in the Rootless Secret Realm.

No one knows what you are doing.

You will only get all the treasures of the Three Tastes Cave, and everything you do will be annihilated along with the Rootless Secret Realm!

I don't know what your reputation is outside, but after you go out, you will only gain more people's respect."

The red-skirted woman continued, her words extremely seductive.

"Heh heh heh!" But Xu Ming just sneered a few times, not taking it to heart at all, "Why so much nonsense? Your sword is getting slower!"

"Clang!"

Xu Ming once again knocked the red-skirted woman away with his sword.

Xu Ming floated in the air, about to strike again, this would be his last sword!

The red-skirted woman's eyes were filled with surprise, but more of it was joy.

"Eh?" The red-skirted woman tilted her head, looking at Xu Ming with blinking eyes, "This is, Sword Realm?"

Can the Sword Realm be opened at the Dragon Gate Realm?

It seems that there is always a strange similarity between geniuses.

Thousands of sword energies were constantly gathering on Xu Ming's long sword.

The Flame Sparrow Longsword was originally a piece of crimson red, but it was covered with a layer of transparent white.

In the white, a scorching red reappeared.

Xu Ming's sword intent and sword energy gradually climbed to the peak.

Around this long sword, the space had already been torn apart, revealing chaos.

"The Sword Realm, which embodies personal ability to the limit, does indeed fit the characteristics of this kid."

The red-skirted woman commented.

In this world, there are too many Sword Realms.

Every cultivator has his own Sword Realm, and these Sword Realms are born with the characteristics of the cultivator.

Some cultivators are timid, and their Sword Realm will tend to defend.

Some cultivators are opportunistic, and their Sword Realm may be ever-changing.

Some cultivators are agile, and their Sword Realm may be very spiritual.

And the man in front of him.

His Sword Realm is the sword in his hand, and his Sword Realm is concentrated on the long sword.

His Sword Realm is pure "sharpness."

If his strength is weak, the sharpness of his Sword Realm cannot be manifested, just like a three-year-old child wielding a kitchen knife.

If his strength is strong, his Sword Realm will be able to exert its maximum power, just like a cultivator in the legendary Second Realm obtaining a divine weapon.

How much must one believe in oneself to be able to derive such a Sword Realm?

"Jianjia, I seem to have found someone with the same personality as you."

The red-skirted woman also raised the long sword in her hand high, and the sleeves slid across the red-skirted woman's lotus arm, revealing the entire snow-white arm, forming a sharp contrast with the red of her clothes.

Flames as high as ten thousand feet erupted from the red-skirted woman's long sword, shooting straight into the sky.

White and red slashed down.

The two used their last sword.