"Dangdang—"

"Boom-"

The sword shadow in the tomb flashed, and Han Yi retreated. The attack of the black-robed middle-aged man was simply unstoppable, and the power of each sword was extremely terrifying. Han Yi had to run the Kui Dragon Technique with all his might, and even activated the six Kui Dragon Patterns to resist the power of that powerful sword momentum.

He began to slow down his movements, trying his best to perceive the difference in each sword of the black-robed middle-aged man. The effect of the sword momentum began to weaken, but the other force became clearer and clearer, and gradually a strange image appeared in Han Yi's perception.

"How is that possible?"

I don't know how many rounds of fighting, Han Yi finally understood the peculiarity of the black-robed middle-aged man's attack. The thing hidden under the sword momentum was actually a person, and it looked exactly like the middle-aged man in the black robe.

"What is this?" Han Yi couldn't understand why he could perceive such an image under the sword momentum of a black-robed middle-aged man, as if the sword soul conveyed such a will, constituting another black-robed middle-aged man.

"Boom-"

Another exchange of swords, Han Yi's body shook violently, and he directly retreated more than a dozen steps, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The sword momentum of the black-robed middle-aged man detonated again, and even his strong body could not withstand it.

"The cultivation of kendo is divided into four realms, from low to high from shallow to deep, for the Imperial Soldier Realm, the Transformation Mind Realm, the Imperial Xuan Realm and the Fang Heaven Realm. Now that you have entered the Imperial Realm and condensed the sword soul, you still haven't started the use of the sword soul yet. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man looked at Han Yi and said indifferently.

"If this seat wants to kill you, even if you only use the same level of power, you will not be able to stop this seat's sword. ”

Han Yi's heart was full of unwillingness, but he also knew that what the middle-aged man in the black robe said was the truth. It is a kendo grandmaster, and his understanding and use of the sword soul may have reached the peak of the extreme.

"Monk, after breaking through the Spirit Emperor Period, the spiritual power condensed into a soul body, and since then there has been a virtual and real body. Kendo cultivation, the shallow one cultivates the sword, and the deep one cultivates the spirit, this spirit is the spirit of the sword, and it is also the soul of the sword. ”

"Every kendo master has two souls, a spirit soul and a sword soul, but if the two souls are one, they should be divided into priorities. We sword cultivators should be the leader, so that people can control swords, otherwise we are afraid that we will become sword masters. ”

"Sword master, sword master......" Han Yi muttered to himself, thinking about the true meaning of the black-robed middle-aged man's words, "The two souls are one, and they should be divided into priorities, and talents are the leading." ”

"The sword momentum should come from the heart, this is the realm of the heart, and the sword is controlled by the heart. The most important thing for Edgeworth with Heart is to introduce his will into the sword. Could it be that you want to release the will of the sword soul?"

"However, if the will of the sword soul is released, what about the will of the person? The basis of the way of the sword is the unity of the sword and the sword, and the body of the sword bears the power of the person, then the will of the person should be the foundation. ”

"The will of man, the will of man ......" Han Yi's eyes slowly emptied, as if he had entered a state of some kind of epiphany, with words in his mouth, and the Beidou Tiangang Sword in his hand began to dance slowly.

The power of the sword soul flows on the sword body, and the three-color air flow changes from fast to slow. Han Yi walked in steps, his figure flickering fast and slow, and a faint killing momentum emerged.

"Huhu-" The long sword stirred, and the air currents stirred, but sometimes it was strong and sometimes weak.

"Not true. ”

As soon as the sword momentum in Han Yi's hand changed, the killing momentum was restrained, and gradually merged into the sword, and every time the sword was swung, it made people feel an indescribable slaughter and ferocity, which was extremely weird.

"It's a little bit worse. ”

As he muttered to himself, Han Yi made another adjustment, and the power of the sword soul also disappeared, as if it had been completely dispersed by him, but the power of each sword he swung not only did not decrease, but increased by a lot.

"The sword power and the sword soul are both the products of the swordsman's practice of the sword, and they exist depending on the swordsman, so the will of the swordsman should be the will of the sword soul, yes, yes, this is what I lack, the will, the will of the sword. ”

Han Yi's speed of sword dancing became faster and faster, and the sword soul in the sea space let out a fierce sword roar, faintly implying the roar of an angry dragon. That Emperor Dragon Sword Soul was actually competing with Han Yi's will, and it was unwilling to be suppressed and controlled by Han Yi.

A pair of eyes opened under the illumination of the three-color light, so cold and ruthless, it was Han Yi's soul body in the sea of knowledge space, and he cast a blind gaze at the sword soul.

Purple light flowed in Han Yi's soul eyes, and a grand star pattern appeared above his head, with a purple emperor star in the center, the purple micro emperor star that belonged to the emperor.

"The power of the emperor reigns over the world. ”

The terrifying majesty smashed on the Emperor Dragon Sword Soul, confronting the dragon power it exuded.

"Surrender. ”

The soul body drank violently, and the voice of the emperor caused the entire sea of consciousness space to vibrate, and the sword soul trembled and let out a wail. Han Yi's soul body stepped into the void, and when he came to the sword soul, as soon as his immature little hand grasped the sword soul hilt, the strong majesty and soul power produced a double suppression, and the sword soul trembled, not daring to move.

I don't know how long it took, the sword soul slowly calmed down and completely surrendered to Han Yi's control. I'm afraid that even the middle-aged man in the black robe never thought that Han Yi would use such a simple and crude method to conquer the sword soul. His original intention was to let Han Yi use his own will to guide the sword soul, reveal the characteristics of the sword soul, and exert the true power of the sword soul.

"Senior, you have to be careful next. ”

Once he had an epiphany, Han Yi grinned, and the power of the sword soul was faintly flowing around his body as he walked, and his body was like a ghost.

"Whew-"

The sword slashed, attacking from a tricky angle. This sword is extremely fierce, ferocious, and arrogant, like the bloom of a flower of a yellow spring.

Death, with it.

"When—boom—"

The black-robed middle-aged man did not block, but instead waved his hand and slashed down a sword, and the power that erupted from his distorted posture was not inferior to Han Yi's main attack at all.

As soon as the two of them touched each other, Han Yi and the black-robed man each withdrew more than ten meters, tiptoed a little, and faced each other head-on again.

"Dangdangdang—"

The long swords clashed, the space shook, and the invisible ripples spread in circles.

The black-robed middle-aged man was surrounded by a sword that was as heavy as a mountain, and the power of the sword soul was extremely sharp, and each sword was heavy and sharp, unmatched.

Han Yi's body was permeated with a Shura-like killing momentum, and the power of the sword soul had both the sharpness of gold, the vastness of the stars, and the domineering power of the emperor, each sword was incomparable, destroying the heavens and the earth.

The two fought back and forth, and they didn't know how many rounds of attack and defense, but neither of them showed any defeat.

"Hahaha, pain, pain. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man laughed wildly and looked at Han Yi from afar, his eyes full of appreciation.

"You are very good, it has only been a long time, and you have faintly touched the realm of returning to the basics, and you are afraid that your achievements in the future will only surpass this saint. ”

"The seniors have praised it, and the juniors are still far from you. Han Yi said modestly.

"You don't have to be modest, you can't be wrong about looking at people. Here is the test, you passed. Your reward, it's time for you. ”

The black-robed middle-aged man's eyes froze, and his gaze shot straight into Han Yi's eyes, and a huge amount of information poured into his mind, and he understood it. Those information, in addition to the sword inheritance of the black-robed middle-aged man, also has the layout of the entire Holy Tomb Collection.

"All the way to the sword, if you want to step to the top, in addition to talent, you also need to be diligent. In the future, if you meet someone who is destined, pass on the word of this seat. ”

The voice gradually dissipated in Han Yi's ears, his vision gradually became clearer, and the figure of the black-robed middle-aged man had turned into golden points of light and dissipated. The long sword in his hand turned into a silver token and fell on the floor of the tomb with a clatter.

......

After passing through the fourth burial chamber, there was an incomparably large space, and at this moment, the Golden Armor Guard, Ouyang Xun, Mu Old Ghost, Feng Old Ghost, and Lady Ming had all arrived, and they were looking at a huge palace in the middle of the space, a floating palace.

There is no doubt that the huge floating palace is the core of the Holy Tomb, and the coffin of Tiangang and the Holy One should also be in the palace. But the five demi-saints did not enter the palace, but all stood on the ground, looking up at it.

"What should I do, this formation has definitely reached the level of the eighth order, even if the Holy One comes, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through. ”

Ouyang Xun said, with a hint of fear in his eyes. Just now, the five of them were about to break into the palace, but they were forced back by the large array guarding the palace, and they were all injured.

"Eighth-order formation, I can't wait for a half-saint monk, and it will definitely not work to break through. The old ghost said on the side.

"Since it is a formation, there will definitely be a formation center, and we can break the formation if we find it. "The Golden Armor Guardian is unusually calm.

"This is an eighth-order sword formation, if you want to find the formation center, you must completely activate the formation, I'm afraid the five of us won't even be able to withstand the first wave of attacks of the sword formation. The old ghost sneered.

"According to the reaction of the sword array just now, as long as we don't cross that sword monument, the sword array should not attack. Therefore, this requires us not to go too deep, and take the sword tablet as the boundary, so that we can advance and retreat in a certain way. ”

Hearing the Golden Armor Guard's analysis, the other four demi-saints also reacted. Just now, they were all shocked by the eighth-order sword formation, but they forgot about this stubble.

"In that case, let's take turns giving it a try. One person stimulates the formation, and the others concentrate on perceiving the operation of the formation and looking for the center of the formation. The old ghost said.

"Okay, then this saint will come first, Elder Ouyang, please help me sweep the formation. The Golden Armor Guard glanced at Ouyang Xun, and the other party nodded, and then he flew towards the floating palace.

Slowly approaching the sword stele, the golden armor guard slowed down, until it was close to the sword stele within half a meter, the sword array was not activated, and the golden armor guard completely confirmed that the attack range of this sword array was bounded by the sword stele.

He no longer hesitated, his speed skyrocketed, and he crossed the sword monument and rushed towards the floating palace.

"Hum-" The sword array activated instantly, and the one hundred and eight golden ancient swords suspended in the air around the floating palace emitted a clanging sword sound, and the light flashed and instantly condensed into an overwhelming sword light. Those sword lights turned into torrents of sword lights, attacking the Golden Armor Guard.

In the perception, each torrent of sword light carried the power of the vast law, and the power completely surpassed the level of a half-saint.

The Golden Armor Guard's face changed, the golden light on his body surged wildly, the pattern of the law appeared, and the domain of the law opened.