Chapter 42: Rolling River
Spiritual art is the strongest attack and killing method in the realm of the spirit body, which can perfectly reflect the power of spiritual power.
Swordsmanship is one of the most lethal spiritual arts.
Martial Cultivation's physical quality, strength, and speed will all increase with cultivation, and the masters of the Imperial Spirit Body realm have extremely strong physical bodies, and ordinary iron swords can't hurt them at all.
A sharp sword can undoubtedly give full play to the power of swordsmanship.
The Broken Bamboo Sword, forged from Earth Spirit Steel, is extremely sharp and extremely expensive.
"The name of the sword is broken bamboo, and it is like breaking the bamboo, and this thousand low-grade Xuanjing is worth the cost. ”
Su Xing stroked the broken bamboo sword in his hand, and his eyes showed satisfaction.
Even if you don't urge the spiritual power, just with the sharpness of the broken bamboo sword, it will make many imperial spirit masters jealous. Because this sword is enough to threaten their lives.
After the spiritual power was poured into the Broken Bamboo Sword, the sword body immediately bloomed with a dazzling sword light, and a fierce aura was revealed.
Su Xing sat cross-legged in the practice hall, took out the jade slip of teaching techniques, and his mind was quickly immersed in it.
In the jade slip, a middle-aged man, holding a sharp sword, was practicing Haoyue swordsmanship.
"Huh!"
The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, incomparable, and the dense sword qi was like a river, rolling and galloping, enveloping the surrounding space.
Suddenly, the man stroked the long sword in his hand, and an astonishing sword aura gradually took shape.
"Whew!"
The man's long sword pointed forward, and the astonishing sword qi burst out in an instant, with terrifying penetrating power, appearing thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye.
There are three styles of Haoyue swordsmanship, and if you practice the first type of "Thousand Steps of Blood", you will reach a small success, and if you practice the second type of seven swords to hit the sky, you will reach a great success, and if you practice the third type of Haoyue Coming, it is a consummation.
What the middle-aged man is practicing at the moment is the first type of "Thousand Steps of Blood".
Ning Haochu once used this method to instantly kill the griffin under his awakening, which made him shake at that time.
"Ning Haochu didn't grasp the essence of this 'Thousand Steps of Blood' at all, and he didn't even exert one-tenth of his power, otherwise not only the griffin, but even me, I'm afraid I would be pierced. ”
Wake up and sigh softly, a thousand steps of blood, retreat can kill the enemy around you, enter can take the enemy's head thousands of kilometers away, extremely flexible, and extremely powerful.
Next, the man began to practice the second pose, seven swords to strike the sky.
"Aggressive ......"
The man swung seven swords one after another, and the seven sword qi shot out, sometimes condensing in the air, bursting out with amazing power, sometimes separating, and surging vertically and horizontally, making Su Xing deeply shocked.
"The third type, the moon is coming!"
"Boom!"
The man's long sword soared into the sky, and a terrifying fluctuation spread out from his body, and at the same time, a round of bright moon slowly descended.
This Haoyue is completely composed of sword qi, and it looks beautiful, but the terrifying killing machine contained inside it is much stronger than the previous two types.
Often, the opponent is enjoying the beautiful scenery of the bright moon, and in the dazzle, he buries his life.
"It's worthy of a medium-grade spiritual technique, it's really very strong! Ning Haochu is ambitious, if he really practices this swordsmanship, even if he can't become a core disciple, among the elite disciples, he can also become a master. ”
Wake up and mumble to himself, and it took half a sound to stabilize his mind.
"Looks like I've picked up a treasure this time. ”
Su Xing smiled, this sword technique would be his first step towards a core disciple.
Closing the jade slip, he woke up and began to reminisce about the man's every move in practicing swordsmanship, and after half a ring, his eyes suddenly opened.
"Huh!"
The bamboo-breaking sword was swung out, and the sword was swallowed and poured out.
The reason why spiritual art is powerful is that it has spiritual power as a basis to provide a steady stream of power, which is fundamentally different from martial arts.
But if you want to exert the strongest power of a spiritual art, you must understand its "meaning".
This requires a very high level of understanding, and many people spend years and often do not understand the essentials, but there are also people who can achieve something in just a few days.
This kind of person is called a genius.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
In the courtyard, the awakening sword slashed out, the speed became faster and faster, the old sword light did not dissipate, the new sword light was born, and finally by his side, the sword light became dense, and the momentum gradually had an endless trend.
This is a harbinger of the first thousand steps of blood.
"Bang!"
At a certain moment, before this trend could form, all the sword qi dissipated violently, and the success fell short.
"Come again!"
Su Xingsheng is strong in spiritual power, and he can afford this kind of consumption, but practicing the sword for a long time is an extremely tiring thing, and his body has already sweated like rain.
"Whew, why do you always dissipate before you become a finalist? Why don't you rest for a while?"
Su Xing sat down cross-legged, recovering the consumed spiritual power, while carefully reflecting on the difference between his own sword practice and the middle-aged man in the jade slip practicing swordsmanship.
"His swordsmanship is like a river, like a continuous circulation of spiritual power, although I am doing it, but it is always a little deliberate. ”
After a long time, after waking up and recovering his strength, he got up again to practice swords.
This time, his mind was relaxed, his mood became as calm as water, he didn't deliberately imitate it, and the speed of swinging his sword was not too fast, everything was free.
Gradually, with the speed at which he swung his sword, he involuntarily accelerated, and after the sword was swung, it did not collapse in an instant.
With the continuous accumulation and increase of the sword rays, around him, the endless sword momentum quietly took shape.
"Boom!"
The sword momentum was turbulent, like a rolling river, and when it was pressed down, the stone pillars turned into powder in an instant, causing dust to fly all over the sky, and a thick miasma of smoke covered the courtyard.
After a long time, when the smoke and dust dissipated, Su Xing put the long sword across his chest, and with a gentle stroke, an astonishing sword light brewed out from the broken bamboo sword.
"Whew!"
The awakening sword pointed to the sky, and the astonishing sword light shot out in an instant, and with a boom, the sword light exploded at a height of thousands of meters, shattering a cloud to pieces.
"A thousand steps of blood! Unexpectedly, I practiced it unintentionally. ”
The corners of Su Xing's mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared. This result also made him quite satisfied.
Cultivating Haoyue swordsmanship, in just a few days, he reached Xiaocheng and successfully realized the essence of the first form, such an achievement, if it was passed on, it would simply scare a group of people to death.
If Ning Haochu learns about it, it is estimated that he will be in a coma again.
"Huh, what?"
Awakening looked up, and in the high air, after a bloody ray circled, it was like a falcon finding its prey, and quickly swooped down, and its direction was the courtyard where Awakening was.
"No matter what kind of tricks you have, you will break them all for me!"
"Haoyue swordsmanship first style, a thousand steps of blood!"
Su Xing's face sank, and the broken bamboo sword pointed at the sky, and an astonishing sword light quickly took shape and burst out.
"Boom!"
The sword and the blood were approaching rapidly, like a comet hitting the earth, colliding together in mid-air, a huge sound, like rolling thunder, even if its movement was far away, it was clearly felt by the countless disciples of the Luoshan Sect, and they raised their heads one after another.