Chapter 462: Chief Judge One

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Fight to find the best swordsman in the world!!

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In the name of Yan Fei, while nominally obtaining the strongest position in the entire Huaguo, the most important thing is to take the opportunity to practice his own swordsmanship realm. Now he could feel that he was falling more and more into an inexplicable time.

It's an amazing feeling.

He was immersed in the time of cultivation all the time, there was no boredom, no exhaustion, it was just a habit, a kind of course. It's as if that's how he lived in the first place.

Cultivating swords, purifying, condensing demonic power, cultivating swords, repairing swords, repairing swords

The battle with the Sword Book always gave him a sense of unscrupulousness.

Because, in the Sword Codex, he will not die.

That's what he wants to fight in reality.

In the Sword Codex, at most, the mind will be damaged, and the difference is only the difference between the big and the small.

Sword Code Space Boom!!

An orange-red flame burst open.

Lin Fei jumped away and stood in the distance. Quietly look in the direction of the flames.

"This is spiritual swordsmanship?" He raised the demon sword calmly. With a snort, blue-purple flames burst out and attached to the sword.

The entire sword was constantly burning with blue-purple flames, but there was no temperature at all.

"But that's it." The flames dissipated instantly, eliminating the residual spiritual power on the sword's body.

'The Sword Master wins. Please select the following options: 1. Resurrect the vanquished. Second, obtain one of the swordsmanship of the vanquished. ’

Jian Dian's voice came coldly.

"Option two." The demon sword in Lin Fei's hand slowly dispersed. The white robe shook and completely covered the body almost like a cloak.

In an instant, a complex stream of information continued to flow into his mind. The content is the content of the swordsman who was killed just now.

'Do you want to end up?' Opponent, Alexander the Great of the Silver Empire. ’

"No."

Lin Fei looked down at the metal fragments that were slowly dissipating on the ground.

It was the body fragment of the semi-mechanized swordsman he had just chopped up. For such a cyborg swordsman, he already had a general understanding of their attack methods, and the difference after that was nothing more than faster attack power and attack speed. The other is the spiritual swordsmanship used. For Lin Fei, hallucinations are meaningless. Whether it is demonic power or true power, it has the induction effect of breaking the illusion.

"I've fought hundreds of times so far, and each time I've been below the B rank. Sixty or seventy percent of opponents are A-class. There is no point in such a battle. Lin Fei said softly. My knowledge of swordsmanship is sufficient. But it can only stay where it is. What is missing? ”

"If you don't know the answer, then fight, keep fighting, if there is no opponent, then go to the limit, this is my original choice."

An indifferent voice sounded from the depths of the Sword Codex space.

"Limit?" Lin Fei was thoughtful.

"Neither the royal court nor my star field has a war for no reason. Back then, I took the initiative to open the dimensional passage to connect the space of the royal court, and even though we have all fallen now, I still have no regrets. The voice continued, unemotional.

"The royal court killed my family, my friends, and destroyed everything I had. But when I fight, I don't go for revenge. Do you understand why? ”

Lin Fei was silent for a while.

"As a sword cultivator, if you lose your indomitable will, you are just a sword wielder. So we won't have any fetters at all. I understand what you're saying. ”

"Your sister, your parents, those things that don't matter, those things that don't matter, the affection that doesn't matter, will fade with time. The only thing that can accompany you forever is our front, choose a path, keep going, and never regret it. Because regret means retreat, and it means that everything before is in vain. ”

"Are you trying to say that no matter what, the only thing that can accompany me is my sword?" Lin Fei said lightly.

"To be thoughtless is to forget to think, to forget the present.

No thought, that is, thought, nostalgia, that is the past.

Without thinking, it is the future, imagining. Forget the present, the past, the future. This is the supreme three sword realms of the Sword Codex. Maybe not the strongest, but certainly the most difficult to achieve. That is the key to the way to the highest. ”

Lin Fei laughed.

"If you forget everything, then what is the meaning of the self?"

"Only by forgetting time and space can my heart be immortal. It is the imprint of the will that transcends time and space. It is the only way to last forever. ”

"Then you can comprehend this, why are you still defeated by the royal court?" Lin Fei suddenly asked.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Lin Fei smiled slightly.

"Whether it's right or not, who can say clearly. Right or wrong is just a collection of the opinions of most people. It's someone else's opinion. Not mine. ”

He turned around and instantly turned into countless golden sands.

"How do you know that my current path is wrong?"

The golden sand slowly dissipated.

In the afternoon sun at the Papal Palace in Provence, France, the whole palace glows with a pale red. That's the color of the wall tiles reflecting the sunlight.

The Papal Palace has been home to seven popes.

The glory of the past and the glory of the past have gradually receded under the corrosion of the years.

This fortress-like palace is now nothing more than a relic of the past.

The top of the uppermost wall of the palace.

The white figure of a moon stood silently, holding a white wooden staff in his hand that rose above his head. Dressed in a white robe, the whole person was hidden in a white light.

None of the tourists who came in and out of the tour below noticed the figure above. As if he were just an illusory existence.

"Open, second seal." The figure spoke softly, his voice old and dry.

"My lord, follow your will, and I am willing to take this responsibility on my own initiative." A tall knight in gold armor and a white cloak slowly appeared in front of the figure, kneeling on one knee.

"Nishizawa, you've reached the limit of your lifespan, right?" The white figure of the moon said lightly.

The knight's golden helmet nodded slightly.

"I will fight for your will in these hours, at the end."

"There's no need, speed it up. Lets the seal unravel faster. I can feel that this time the seal has really been completely lifted. There were countless elemental forces floating in the air that were becoming more and more active. That's the ability to unseal only the owner of the blood of the Holy Spirit. The voice of the figure became more and more subtle.

"Yes," the knight whispered.

"Giving the Holy Spirit a faster and stronger **, the ** of power, this is the way to accelerate. Cut off her bonds, remove her worries and the way back. ”

"Beat her, but don't kill her. Humiliation, sorrow, resentment, hatred, only original sin is the greatest ** fire. The figure continued to speak, almost babbling.

"Nishizawa, as the Pope, you should know how to do it, right?"

The knight's half-kneeling body moved slightly.

Lin Fei, the headquarters of the Huaguo Kyoto Sword Society, stood in front of the window of the hall. Holding a crystal green tea in his hand. The faint aroma of tea spreads.

Ning Que was half leaning on the table to the side, playing with a small black pen in his hand.

Xi Yueqing was bored and kept pressing her mobile phone.

"Your power is getting purer and purer." Ning Que suddenly glanced at Lin Fei and said.

"In just a few months, the perfection of the sword intent has actually reached this level. No one wants an enemy like you. ”

Indeed, if the current Lin Fei really wants to divide his strength. In the entire world, apart from the god level, perhaps only Griffin and the unknown S-level of the Temple of the Gods can be at the same level as him.

Even if it was Ning Que himself, under the suppression of the planet's inhibition force, he was not Lin Fei's opponent, maybe only the complete body level of the body could have the possibility of a draw.

"Even if my Yuehua Sword Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years, no one can compare to the Sword Master," Xi Yueqing sneered, "Do you still need to say this?" ”

I don't know why, he just doesn't like Ning Que. Isn't it just a little stronger than him? In front of the sword master, he actually looked calm.

Lin Fei looked at the sunset outside the window.

"Somehow, I feel that perfecting sword intent doesn't seem so unachievable. The fit with me is very high. ”

"For the more talented geniuses, the easier it is to cultivate the perfect sword intent, although no one has ever succeeded, but all geniuses have made rapid progress in the cultivation of this aspect. At a level like yours, it's natural to be faster. Ning Que smiled and said, "My Star Domain Lord must have already told you, right?" Being able to talk to the domain master on an equal footing means that he has recognized you, my lord, and will definitely become a strong person at the same level as him in the future. ”

"Forget it, let's not talk about that." Lin Fei turned around. The face was cast in shadow in the sunlight.

"How's the tournament going?"

"It's already time to start, the Dead Battlefield Space established by the Extinction Sanctuary Spatial Evolution Degree, which seems to be integrated with this world, is actually completely in a different time and space. The excess power escapes and at most rushes into the cosmic void. Xi Yueqing said that when she was down to business, she was also serious.

"According to the schedule, if someone can beat one of the two of us. Then you will be able to challenge you. And the winner will be the true strongest swordsman in the world! ”

"But no one can really do that. Although we don't use any extra power, we just fight purely with sword cultivation. Drive sword intent with your body. But even so, your plans may be frustrated. Xi Yueqing said with a smile.

"Maybe there's a surprise?" Lin Fei was noncommittal.

"There are still three days left before the start of the competition. The two men of the Heresy Wheel of Fortune are hosting this year's three-day contest to pick new blood, and invite you to become the head judge. Ning Que said.

"The referee? I think there were three, right? Who are the other two? ”

"One is the Lord of the Tower of the Magical Side Conquest, and the other is the Great Elder of the Hand of Radiance, one of the monarchs of the Dark Alliance. It's an acquaintance. Ning Que replied.

"Speaking of the Dark Alliance, relations with us are starting to strain right now, presumably because we have not fulfilled our promise to open Alyssa's door, which has made them a little unhappy." Xi Yueqing said with a smile.

"Let's go check it out." Lin Fei nodded.

(To be continued)