Chapter 280: The sunset of the long river, take away
Ten thousand swords, ten thousand swords are born.
This is 100,000 years ago, the town sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is peerless.
The creator of this sword technique is an old man named Wan Kendo, this person is a sword idiot, a sword maniac, and has been immersed in sword dao all his life.
In his life, he fought in all directions, walked the world, fought with tens of thousands of sword cultivators, learned from everyone's experience and strengths, and finally fused what he gained into a furnace, and it took a full hundred years to create this ten thousand sword tricks.
For this Wankendao person, Ning Jiang has a high evaluation.
This person was a rare kendo genius, and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect he created was also very prosperous at that time, and he himself had always stepped into the realm of the Sage.
Compared to the Four Seasons Sword Technique, the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique is superior.
This sword technique is suitable for the cultivation of the powerhouses of the Yuanshen Four Tribulation Realm, and now Ningjiang is already a powerhouse of the Transformation God Realm, but he can exert the power of this sword technique.
At this time, from his body, the sword intent kept rising, and the half-step sword intent was urged to the extreme.
Ten Thousand Sword Technique, this is a sword technique that requires the cooperation of sword intent, people who have never comprehended sword intent cannot cultivate at all, such a high threshold is also destined to be able to cultivate very few.
After all, the sword cultivation that comprehends the sword intent is not one in ten thousand, it is Ning Jiang, and now it is only a half-step sword intent.
When this sword intent climbed to the extreme, Ning Jiang let out a long roar, and a sword fell.
"The sunset!"
Whoa!
In the void, a big river suddenly appeared, to be precise, this is an incomparably brilliant sword, like a long river, rushing forward.
And at the end of this long river, a great sun slowly sets.
The sight was so amazing that it shook all directions.
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the long river formed by the sword, paving a layer of golden sand for this long river, like a golden river, invincible, sweeping everything.
"Bang!"
It was as if a meteorite had fallen, and there was a big explosion, and the killing moves of the four powerhouses collided together, and a huge mushroom cloud was born from the center.
Hula!
The incomparably strong wind spread out in all directions, and some of the powerhouses of the Four Tribulations Realm of the Yuan Shen felt that they couldn't stand their bodies, and they were about to be blown away, as if there were boundless waves, squeezing from all directions.
"Who won?"
The figures of the four people were all engulfed in by the huge mushroom cloud, and people could not see the scene inside.
After a long time, the mushroom cloud gradually disappeared, revealing everything.
In the air, Ning Jiang is dressed in white clothes and white hair, standing proudly in the world, and his pupils are like the blue sky of eternity, high above, overlooking everything.
On the opposite side, the three powerhouses of the God Snatching Realm were in tatters all over their bodies, vomiting blood from their mouths.
"Shhh
People's pupils constricted, gasped, the three major god-grabbing realms, and played the most powerful hole cards, were they actually defeated by Ning Jiang's sword?
"It's terrible swordsmanship. ”
"This kind of swordsmanship, I'm afraid that only the Heavenly Sword Sect's Zhenjiao Peerless Heavenly Sword Technique can overpower it, right?"
The strength of this kind of swordsmanship has exceeded people's understanding.
It is the Great Elder of the Star Sword Sect, from the Sword Dao Sect, they are all terrified, Ning Jiang's swordsmanship is too superb, and the Thirteen Deadly Swords he cultivates are as ridiculous as a child compared to Ning Jiang.
This kind of swordsmanship is exquisite, a sword out, the sunset scene of the long river, makes people unforgettable.
"Damn, how could he be so strong!"
Yu Wenchi trembled, and Ning Jiang's figure was like a demon in his heart, planted in his heart.
Jian Xinghe's face was pale, his palm was tightly clenched, the swordsmanship he was proud of, compared with Ning Jiang's sword, could it have one-tenth of Ning Jiang's?
"I can not die under my sword, yes, but my sword, can I come ten more times, how many swords can you give me?"
Ning Jiang carried his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent.
The power of the sunset on the long river, although he failed to kill the three people opposite, has already made him very satisfied.
Because this is only the first form in the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, there are second, third, and fourth forms later......
The power of each sword has increased exponentially, but Ning Jiang's current cultivation can only prompt the first type of long river sunset, and if the second type is used, he will also suffer some backlash.
"Ning Jiang, that's enough, we don't need to live and die against each other, if you kill me here, the Evil Spirit Sect will definitely send a strong person to hunt you down, and when the time comes, it will be the Immortal Realm, or even the Earth Martial Realm, if you let me go back, I can write it off with you." ”
The red-haired old man hurriedly said.
This made the countless people present look incredulous, the people who came out of the Evil Spirit Sect were all murderous characters, but now facing Ning Jiang, they were afraid?
"You think I'm going to believe it, and since I'm going to kill, I'm not going to hesitate anymore. ”
Ning Jiang's killing intent has been decided.
Besides, this red-haired old man is just lying to him, if he really lets him go back, the Evil Spirit Sect will also send a master to kill him.
"Come again. ”
Ning Jiang flicked the sword and roared, the aura in his body surged, combined with the power of the Yuan Shen, the sunset of the long river was powerful again, turning into a sword rainbow that ran through the sky.
Snort.
This time, all three were hit hard.
The upper and lower bodies of the Great Elder of the Star Sword Sect were split in two and cut in two, and the chest of the red-haired old man was pierced through a large hole, and the front and back were translucent.
The most miserable was the Sect Master of the Huoyun Sect, a line of blood emerged from his eyebrows, and at the critical moment, his Yuan Shen escaped from the sea of consciousness and was saved from death.
"Ning Jiang, don't push people too much!"
The red-haired old man let out an angry roar, and among his injuries, if he was an ordinary person, he was already dead and could not die anymore.
But these powerhouses of the Yuan Shen Realm, as long as the Yuan Shen is not destroyed, they will not die.
Of course, this does not mean that they do not cherish their physical bodies, the physical body is still their foundation, and the original gods must have physical bodies.
Injuries like theirs, even if they recover, their cultivation will be greatly reduced in the future.
"I said, you want to use your blood to let the world know my name, and then take me with a sword. ”
Ning Jiang laughed, and the sword aura was fierce, traversing the sky.
With a sword in his hand, he is invincible under the realm of immortality. Together, these three people are extremely powerful, but they are still not his opponents.
Shh
A brilliant sword rainbow pierced the sky and pierced the sound barrier, like the scythe of death. A long sword mark was pulled out in the void and slashed again.
The power of this sword is three points more powerful than before.
"Ning Jiang, since you want to force us, then go to death!"
The three of them let out a terrible roar, and the three primordial gods flew out together, abandoning their physical bodies, and flew towards Ning Jiang's eyebrows.
"Huh, is this a takeaway?"
"I didn't think they would be forced into this kind of field. ”
The strong man in the realm of seizing the gods, the word "seizing" in this realm comes from the meaning of seizing and giving up, once he steps into this realm, even if the martial artist is physically destroyed, he will not die.
As long as their primordial spirit finds a physical body and regains it.
On the one hand, the cultivation after the seizure will fall, and the realm of seizing the gods will fall from the realm of seizing the gods.
What's more, the lifespan that can survive is only a short ten years.
Ten years have passed, dust to dust, and dust to earth.
When he is cornered, a warrior will never choose to give up.
But the three of them have been forced into a desperate situation by Ning Jiang.
"No, I'll help him!"
Yue Wenfu's expression changed drastically, it was too dangerous to take the house, the three of them were all in the God Snatching Realm, and Ning Jiang's Yuan Shen was in the Transformation God Realm, I was afraid that I couldn't resist it.
Immediately, a beam of light emanated from the center of his eyebrows, and the Yuan Shen was also about to leave his body to help Ning Jiang.
"Wait, maybe we don't need to do anything, you look closely. ”
The hall master of the Drifting Snow Hall shouted and stopped him.
Yue Wenfu was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the corners of Ning Jiang's mouth, he slowly evoked a touch of disdain.
(End of chapter)