This voice came from nowhere, like a flood of Lu, and the echo was long gone.

Mo Chu frowned, no wonder so many people died here. It turned out that the people who couldn't take his sword were all killed by a sudden sword, and it was also said that the sword light was too fierce, too tricky, too sudden, and so sudden that people couldn't guard against it, and Mo Chu slashed out with all his might, but he couldn't block the sword light.

A deep sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, like an ant facing Juyue. This place has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, and there must be a loss of sword intent in it, and the loss is not small, it is hard to imagine how strong the person who cut out these three sword marks is, after hundreds of thousands of years, there is still such a might, a sword light will seriously injure Mo Chu, it is terrifying, I am afraid that except for a few people, the rest of the people are difficult to believe, after all, the people who know the existence of the heavens in the realm are only a few, and those who know that secret are even rarer.

"How to break through the realm!" Mo Chu muttered and looked up at the three sword marks, his eyes full of doubt.

These three sword marks have lost their previous power, and their momentum is invisible, if someone steps on the sword intent in the three sword marks nearby, they will take the initiative to attack, which can be regarded as a test.

Regardless of whether the sword is cultivated or not, regardless of the level of kendo attainment, it is treated equally, and the next sword must be understood in the way of the sword, if you can't understand it....

Mo Chu looked at the white powder on the ground next to him, his eyes full of fear.

As he spoke, he slowly immersed his martial arts into the three sword marks.

As Mo Chu's martial arts probe was like a sword mark, boundless sword intent surged wildly, enveloping the martial sense.

Hiss....

Mo Chu suddenly gasped, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The power of this sword intent was too powerful, and although Mo Chu could feel that the sword intent was extremely powerful, he was still shocked by it.

But Mo Chu couldn't retreat, so he had to hold his breath and contemplate, quietly realizing, Mo Chu knew that it was impossible to get out if he didn't break through to the Sword Emperor realm today, if he wanted to be strong, Mo Chu felt an extremely cold aura in the back of his head, as long as Mo Chu dared to take a step back, that thing would kill him in an instant.

Mo Chu suddenly wanted to cry without tears, and scolded in his heart, why did he stop in this place, at this moment, Mo Chu was convinced of the sentence that curiosity killed the cat, and even felt that the sentence was definitely felt by a certain sage after suffering a catastrophe, otherwise it would not be possible to point so directly at people's hearts.

Mo Chu retracted his thoughts and felt the sword intent.

At first, Mo Chu was still a little confused, and he always felt that it was no different from his sword intent, and even felt that his sword intent was more mysterious than this sword intent. But the time of perception is getting longer and longer, and Mo Chu gradually feels an indescribable aura in it.

I feel that this sword intent is sometimes not sword intent, but flowing water. Sometimes the sword intent is the sword intent again, like a beast of fierce, like a fire. The two overlap in meaning.

"It's so mysterious!"

Mo Chu then realized that there was no concept of time, and there was only that sword intent in his heart.

"The sword is the master of the short arm, the weapon of the near Bo..."Mo Chu slowly spoke, his heart was extremely transparent, but he still couldn't comprehend, he only felt that there was an unspeakable opportunity in front of him, close at hand, reaching out and wanting to touch, but it was extremely far away.

"Everything is in one word!" Mo Chu muttered, his mind more tranquil.

Suddenly, the scene in Mo Chu's eyes changed dramatically.

Qiang....

A sword roared, and then a man in white appeared, white as snow, unable to see his face clearly, holding a snow-white long sword, the sword body was simple, I don't know what era it existed.

The man stood quietly, his body majestic, as if he could crush the sky.

Then, the man glanced at Mo Chu, as if he had crossed the eternal time and space to see Mo Chu here, and bowed slightly.

Then, he began to swing the long sword in his hand, and the moves in his hand were not complicated, but the most basic sword skills were stabbing, splitting, pointing, teasing, picking, collapsing, intercepting, chopping, cutting, clouding, hanging, racking, and pressing the thirteen styles were very common, and even those who were not monks would wear the thirteen styles.

But it is the ordinary thirteen styles, in the hands of the man, it seems to have become a supreme killing technique, every sword handed out is full of Tao rhyme, every sword is full of supreme might, that sword is not an ordinary sword, as if it is a combination of thousands of sword skills, a sword is full of countless changes, it is really mysterious.

Mo Chu looked at the sword-dancing man, he was actually obsessed with it, and his body was immersed in the changes of that move, immersed in the combination of a thousand skills, and immersed in the mystery of the ten thousand methods of the sword and couldn't extricate himself.

Mo Chu looked at it, as if he had touched something, reached out to grab it, and grabbed it again.

"The way of the sword is also the way of the heart, and the cultivation of the sword is also the cultivation of the heart. Mo Chu muttered to himself.

"I understand...."Mo Chu watched the sword dance, and finally understood the shortcomings of his sword, what he lacked was that trace of mood, the emperor is invincible, I am invincible with a sword, and I will be invincible with a sword.

"I see!" the corners of Mo Chu's mouth curled slightly, and his mind became more focused.

Swish....

At this moment, two divine rainbows fell outside the cave, both of them were young, wearing black robes, their eyes were extremely dark, and they only felt cold all over their bodies when they were looked at by that gaze, which made people feel intimidating.

"Are you sure this is the place?" one of them looked at the other, his voice extremely hoarse, and when he heard the voice, it felt like time was running out.

"Sure, I watched him walk into the cave!" the man looked at the cave grimly.

"But what's going on with these corpses out there?"

"Maybe he was killed, he happened to walk into the cave when I came, and I didn't see me!"

"In this case, why don't I go in and have a look together!"

"This son is too weird, I'm afraid..."

"We're both half-step-broken, what are you afraid of him doing?"

The man nodded slowly, bypassed the corpses, and walked towards the cave.

At the same time, Mo Chu's sword path breakthrough has also reached the last moment, he has realized the true meaning of the sword emperor realm, the emperor is invincible, this realm is to find his own invincible way, condense his invincible Dao heart, and if you have a sword, you are invincible.

As he spoke, a lot of golden sword intent suddenly appeared around Mo Chu's body, like a swimming dragon swimming around him, golden like the essence extracted from the scorching sun, every wisp of sword intent was contaminated with true intent, all containing the power of heaven and earth, and then the sword intent around Mo Chu's body turned into a rui beast churning, sometimes turning into golden mist surging, and a golden divine dragon was entrenched above his head, slowly opening his eyes.

Mo Chu sat quietly, the three sword marks in front of him became fainter and fainter, and then turned into flying ashes, and time did not exist, only the three quaint characters of "Enlightenment Mansion" remained.

Suddenly, the golden light converged, the dragon dissipated, Mo Chu slowly opened his eyes, a trace of golden light appeared in his eyes, and there seemed to be thousands of flying swords soaring under his eyes.

"I see!" Mo Chu chuckled, in a happy mood, and bowed slightly in front of him.

"He can't run!" a hoarse voice came, followed by a slight footstep.