Chapter Eighty-Six: The Metaphysical One is as dedicated as the sky

A sword came, and there was an echo in the distance.

Even the sword-wielding hand of the Martial God of Central Continent was faintly stunned.

Obviously, he also felt that there was a peerless sword intent, and even a sword intent that could not survive in the human world was suddenly approaching.

But that's not any of today's famous swords.

It's a person.

His face was clear and thin, his temples were white, and he was a little haggard.

The age is also about middle-aged, and the light blue robe has some patches.

This is a very ordinary middle-aged man.

But the only thing that people pay attention to is the inexplicable vicissitudes in his eyes.

Such a profound meaning is like going through a thousand sorrows, and it has all turned into a kind of indifference out of the world.

As soon as this person came, Duan Zhen and the Zhongzhou Martial God stopped at the same time, and even the last sword ratio did not continue to unfold.

"The metaphysical one, worshiped as the sky, turned out to be the heavenly sword in person."

The Zhongzhou Martial God stopped and glanced at Duan Zhen, who also withdrew his palm at the same time, and was a little surprised in his heart.

He took the third breath after Duan Zhen said that sword came, and only then did he feel a person with sword intent approaching in the distance.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him not only almost equaled himself in martial arts, but even the perception in the dark was better than himself.

He looked at the True Qi Long Sword in his hand, and also sighed from afar.

As soon as the Heavenly Sword arrived, it didn't make any sense for him to come out or not.

"Are you also coming to take away my great evil king?"

Duan Zhen raised his eyebrows, his eyes staring at the middle-aged man walking in the distance.

His Xuanyuan Wuji Seal is the most sensitive to martial arts intentions, and he doesn't know how many kinds of intentions he currently carries.

The moment this Central Continent Martial God practiced swordsmanship, he felt that a sword intent that was above all beings rose from the west.

That kind of sword intent seems to be subdued by all swords in the world, just like the king of swords.

That's why he came with his heart and made a move.

And the middle-aged man in front of him is the pinnacle of the sword in the world of wind and clouds, and the heavenly sword is nameless.

"The great evil king is out, and the people are in misery, I have to stop Your Excellency."

Nameless's tone was extremely flat.

He also stared at the two people in the field, and then his eyes were fixed on the extremely evil long knife in Duan Zhen's hand.

The Heavenly Sword undertakes the will of Heaven, and the Great Evil King is the sword of the Jedi, and curses the Buddhas of the world.

Nameless happens to be friends with the masters of Buddhism, and has also come to this canyon to watch the great evil king.

That's why when he just left the Buddha of Painstaking Thoughts, he sensed it in the dark.

He often came to listen to the Dharma, and his seclusion was not far from here, so he came in a hurry.

When he saw the long sword of the Martial God of the Middle Kingdom, there was also a glimmer of light in his eyes.

I didn't expect to meet a strong man whose sword intent had also reached the pinnacle of form.

"Weapons only look at the heart of the person in charge, how can there be a distinction between good and evil? You say, don't you? ”

Duan Zhen patted the blade of the Great Evil King again, as if he was answering the nameless words.

It seems to be communicating with the long knife again.

He slapped one after another with great intensity, and even the silent Great Evil King roared slightly, as if he was about to be angered by Duan Zhen's contemptuous attitude.

"Your Excellency seems to think that you can master this evil weapon?"

Nameless was also slightly affected by Duan Zhen's casual attitude.

At this moment, although he is gradually indifferent, he has not yet reached the state of mind of being enlightened and seeing through the rights and wrongs of ordinary things.

At this point in time, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun have not yet grown up, and many things have not happened yet.

So as soon as his words fell, he raised his hand slightly, a little more away.

He didn't carry a single sword in his hand, not even the heroic sword.

But just with this light, a sword intent that was fierce to the limit suddenly rose in the entire mountain range.

Whew!

The wind around him suddenly rose, and the broken rocks, grass and trees on the ground suddenly responded.

Vaguely, except for Duan Zhen, the Zhongzhou Martial God and the Great Evil King, everything was echoing his finger.

Everything in heaven and earth can be a sword!

"Good swordsmanship! Valkyrie, are you coming or am I coming? ”

Duan Zhen only felt that his spiritual power began to vibrate slightly, as if it was about to turn into a sword qi with the other party's finger.

And the Great Evil King in his hand also moved, as if he was provoked by the sword intent, and faintly exuded a trace of evil thoughts.

One finger down, everything senses.

With such a way of using the sword, if the realm is below the swordsman, there is no way to resist it at all.

“… If I am not mistaken, this sword is directed at you. ”

The Zhongzhou Martial God was silent for a moment when he heard this, he didn't expect Duan Zhen to joke with him at this time.

But for some reason, with the previous successive battles with Duan Zhen, a sense of familiarity gradually rose in his heart.

It seems that Duan Zhen is an old friend for a long time.

That's why when he came out with his sword, he would take the lead in practicing his swordsmanship.

"Uninteresting."

Duan Zhen saw that this Middle-earth Martial God was not connected, and shook his head slightly.

Then, his eyes froze suddenly, and his figure suddenly broke through the air.

"Boom, boom!"

The sword aura of the surrounding heaven and earth became more and more intense, and the air was also flowing with formless and qualitative sword intent.

Duan Zhen had to take the lead in breaking through this layer of pressure and then deal with it.

And when Duan Zhen was floating in the air, the nameless light had already reached Duan Zhen's figure from afar.

This sword point is extremely simple and straightforward.

There are no tricks, no momentum.

It seems that it is really only bent elbows and flat wrists.

Plainly stabbed, like the most decent sword between heaven and earth.

But because it's simple, it's focused.

Because it's direct, it's powerful.

Holy Spirit Swordsmanship, Sword One.

"What a pure sword."

Duan Zhen had just broken through the field where everything in heaven and earth was sword intent at this moment, and then he saw the extremely simple sword finger of Nameless.

And this is not a nameless self-way, but the sword master's holy spirit swordsmanship.

That kind of heart, that kind of purity, even if you haven't seen it, are completely imprinted in the depths of Duan Zhen's heart.

Although it was only the first sword, Duan Zhen felt that the blood qi formed by those powerhouses of the Law Phase Realm in Longchuan City would probably be directly broken.

Under this sword, the mind and strength are carried out to the extreme.

As if the brilliance flashed, he immediately sprinted into Duan Zhen's eyes.

"To be pure..."

Duan Zhenyao closed his eyes, his feet floating in the air, but it was as if he was stepping on the ground.

He pushed straight with one fist and took a step forward, his arm also outstretched.

The blood qi in the body instantly spread from the soles of the feet and merged with the spiritual power.

Passing through the hand is like mountaineering, one step at a time.

Xingyi.

Duan Zhen actually used an extremely inconspicuous Xingyi Fist when he fought with the Heavenly Sword.

This set of boxing techniques, in any martial arts world, I am afraid it can only be regarded as a basic chapter.

After all, it is impossible to derive internal force and true qi, and to put it bluntly, the power only stays in one of the arts.

But it was this punch that made Nameless and Zhongzhou Martial God change at the same time.

They seem to see a kind of extreme nothingness between life and death, the purity of everything that is destroyed.

This is Duan Zhen's Xingyi Fist, Xinyi Fist.