Although Liu Zixun restrained that mysterious power, he still exuded a faint mysterious aura on his body, fusing with his sword intent, as if it was an indestructible sword, rushing towards the depths of the fifth-layer sword river.

At this time, everyone no longer considered what kendo inheritance Liu Zixun would get, but whether Liu Zixun would break through the obstacles and enter the Sword Island.

Time passed slowly, Liu Zixun finally walked to the depths of the fifth layer of the Sword River, and with one step, he could enter the Sword Dao.

At this time, everyone was also nervous, and Liu Zixun seemed to be a little hesitant!

Standing quietly at the barrier of the fifth layer, looking at the vast sword path in front of him, at this moment, Liu Zixun unexpectedly found that the size of this sword island was not hundreds of miles wide as seen outside, but boundless, purely a sword world.

The sharp sword stuck in the island was like a towering tree, and at this time, he could no longer describe the scene he saw in any words.

Shock!

Perhaps, this is just the only word that Liu Zixun can barely express the emotions in his heart!

His breathing was a little heavy, and he didn't know what posture he should take to enter Sword Island.

He is a sword cultivator, although he is not as pure as the remnant martial arts, but he can also be regarded as an excellent sword cultivator, so seeing such a shocking scene, he actually had an inexplicable respect in his heart.

He took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his mind, and after a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, as if he was a different person, and all the breath belonging to the demon god body on his body was hidden.

Dacheng's sword intent was all released, the sword was raised high, and he mobilized all the true yuan and slashed down with a sword.

Ooh!

A sword light as dazzling as lightning instantly slashed at the barrier in front of him, slowly slashing at it, as if a light and shadow entered the water curtain, and did not startle the monstrous waves, but rippled layer by layer.

In an instant, the sword light disappeared, but the barrier slowly opened, and a long bridge composed of swords suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Cambridge!

Liu Zixun was stunned, and those martial cultivators who saw this scene were also stunned.

Thousands of sharp swords, the tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky, forming a two-zhang wide, I don't know how long the Cambridge, passers-by, as if they must step on the Cambridge to the Sword Island.

Liu Zixun frowned slightly, but he didn't think much about it, and still took a step.

Swish!

With a flash of light, Liu Zi disappeared, and the scene before the restoration of the Sword Domain was still the quiet Sword Island and the swirling Sword River, but the Cambridge was as if it had never appeared.

The moment Liu Zixun stepped on Cambridge, he seemed to have left the original world, the river of blood was gone, the crowd was gone, and even the river of swords disappeared.

At this moment, he was in the middle of an infinite dark void, surrounded by pitch black, and the only thing he could see was the huge land in front of him, or the fragments of stars.

This is Sword Island!

This is the true face of Sword Island, I'm afraid it's a small world, and it's not necessarily bigger than this Sword Island!

Vast and vast, this is Liu Zixun's first feeling when he sees Sword Island!

Then, there is a world of swords!

Cambridge at his feet, he only took a step, but this step made him feel as if he had gained many years of kendo insight.

With every step, he saw an illusory figure in front of him, practicing his sword skills.

His pace was slow, as if trying to see what the illusory figure was doing.

After a long time, he finally saw it clearly, and at this time, his heart was shocked!

These swordsmanship are extremely profound, and each move contains thousands of avenues, which is breathtaking!

These are undoubtedly kendo inheritances!

Liu Zixun was impressed at this time, the sword domain has been passed down through the ages, he just took one or two steps on the Cambridge, and he was fortunate to watch such a mysterious sword skill, this is definitely a big opportunity!

He walked slowly on the Cambridge, each step had a specific speed, as if it was not under his control, and if he was slow, he would miss the evolution of the sword technique, and he would not be able to see anything clearly.

This Cambridge is so long that it seems to have no end.

Liu Zixun thought, this should be the mystery of the sword domain, and it was useless to think about it, he simply didn't think about it, cast all his spirit on the phantom in front of him, and followed him to practice the sword duel he saw.

Maybe it's the time of a stick of incense, maybe tens of millions of years have passed, Liu Zixun has forgotten the time, the whole person is like a demon, tossing and turning on the Cambridge, the sword in his hand draws an extremely beautiful arc in the void, until he completes the practice of this set of sword duels!

At this time, he stopped, and also stopped practicing, looking ahead, Cambridge was still incomparably long, and when he looked back, he only saw the infinite void.

With a sigh, he closed his eyes and recalled the process he had just seen, this time, he practiced with his spiritual sense, and the place was in the sea of knowledge!

After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him, and he was stunned.

The island of swords is still the island of swords, and Cambridge is still the island of Cambridge, but the island of swords has become bigger, and the bridge has become wider!

Before he had time to think and observe all this, the phantom appeared in front of him again, still practicing a sword technique.

It's just that this is different from the sword duel he just saw!

But Liu Zixun definitely thinks that this is a more powerful sword duel!

Liu Zixun was shocked, brandished his sword again, and danced with the phantom.

After many times, Liu Zixun felt tired.

It's not physical exhaustion, it's mental exhaustion!

He didn't know how long the practice was, but his spiritual sense was growing, but at the same time, it was also being consumed.

This kind of weird cultivation is the most consuming spiritual sense, so the extremely small increase cannot follow the pace of consumption at all, and finally Liu Zixun stopped his movements after finishing the last exercise.

He had reached his limit, his face was pale, and his mind felt blank.

But his heart kept telling him to practice this sword duel!

After several mental struggles, Liu Zixun began to move again!

But this time he had his eyes closed, his spiritual sense was exhausted, and he couldn't catch the phantom in front of him, so he could only rely on his instinctive feeling to swing the sword.

I don't know how long it has been, Liu Zixun's hair has grown to waist-length, and his face is full of long beards.

He stopped his movements and stood quietly in place, carefully comprehending the sword duel that belonged to him that he had comprehended before.

A sword intent of his own soared into the sky, forming a huge sword shadow of hundreds of zhang, enveloping himself in it.

Rumble!

Suddenly, on the sword island in front of him, a white light rose into the sky, and a huge sword shadow was formed, drawing a beautiful arc in the void, flying to Liu Zixun's side, and the sword shadow on Liu Zixun's body coincided, instantly turning into a white light and disappearing!

And Liu Zixun also disappeared, leaving only an empty Cambridge, I don't know who is waiting for someone to arrive!

(End of chapter)