Chapter 907: Sword Skill Competition
Xiao Cheng's face was gloomy as water, and the strength of the young man in front of him was even more terrifying than he expected.
"What kind of fist did you just use? It's actually stronger than my holy sword duel. ”
Among the martial arts in the world, he knows the strongest ones, and the Holy Sword Duel is among the best. But the boxing techniques performed by the young man in white were not the ones he knew.
"Of course it's better than your holy sword. ”
Xi Qianye said lightly. His Storm Immortal Fist originated from the Immortal Family, and it was not only stronger than Xiao Cheng's inexplicable Holy Sword Duel, but also stronger than the real Holy Sword Duel.
"It's only to blame me for not being good at learning, not the Holy Sword. ”
Xiao Cheng said coldly, quite disliked Xi Qianye's belittling of the Holy Sword Duel. In his heart, the Holy Sword Decisive is the most sacred exercise.
"No! You're not a holy sword duel at all. In other words, it will not be a holy sword duel," Xi Qianye shook his head and said.
Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then sneered: "I'm not cultivating the Holy Sword Duel? You really know how to talk nonsense." I won't!
Although there are some other versions of the Holy Sword Duel on the mainland, the Holy Sword Duel of the Zhushan tribe is recognized as the most authentic Holy Sword Duel, and it is ridiculous that a young and ignorant junior dares to say that he does not know the Holy Sword Duel.
"If you don't believe it, then I'll use the true holy sword to kill you. ”
Xi Qianye shook his head and said.
"The real Holy Sword Duel, haha! I'll see how you use the True Holy Sword Duel to kill me. ”
Xiao Cheng laughed when he heard this, his eyes full of mockery.
Not to mention the holy sword that belittled the Zhushan tribe, he actually dared to get an axe in front of him, he wanted to see what kind of holy sword duel the young man in front of him could use.
As for killing him?
That was even more ridiculous, although he admitted that Xi Qianye was very strong, but wanting to defeat him and killing him were two different things.
Xi Qianye flicked his fingers, and a war sword appeared in his hand, and he stepped forward with his sword, and the blade of the sword cut a deep crack in the sky.
He didn't release any sword intent or sword light, he just walked forward with his sword, like the most ordinary swordsman.
His Holy Sword Duel originated from the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor, and the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor's sword talent was mediocre, and he couldn't cultivate the Holy Sword Duel to the Great Perfection Realm, but in any case, the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor was also a famous genius at that time, and it was much stronger than ordinary swordsmen.
After finding the Holy Sword Duel in the memory of the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor, with the foundation of the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor, Xi Qianye was able to comprehend it with just a little enlightenment.
"The Holy Sword has no sword moves, let alone a tornado nine heavens, the most powerful swordsman will always have no tricks to win. ”
Xi Qianye stepped into the air, and the sword in his hand followed his steps, and there was a slight sound of sword sound. Although the sound of the sword was not loud, it resounded through the nine heavens, and even in Changze City on the ground, a large number of monks were stunned to find that their long sword was actually chirping slightly, as if it had spirituality.
Xiao Cheng's face immediately became solemn, as a senior swordsman, he naturally understands the way of the sword, in Xi Qianye's body, he felt a breath that he had never had, it was the breath of the way of the sword, but he had never seen it, it was extremely ethereal, it was difficult to find its sect, and he couldn't understand it at all.
"The most powerful Holy Sword Duel has eighteen sword moves, and the Holy Sword Duel you cultivate is afraid that it is a wild way, and you dare to say that there are no sword moves. ”
Xiao Cheng clutched the sword tightly and looked at Xi Qianye coldly.
Although he sensed an incomparably extraordinary aura from Xi Qianye's body, he couldn't lose the battle no matter what. He firmly believed that the Holy Sword Duel of the Zhushan tribe was the most authentic and powerful Holy Sword Duel, and it had been the case on the continent since ancient times, without any suspense.
"Stupid, there is a sword trick with sword moves, and the sword theory contained in it is limited after all, how can it become a prosperous kendo school, and countless sword cultivators are in it, and infinite changes have been derived. For the sake of you being a real swordsman, I will tell you that in fact, there are only seven sword realms in the true Holy Sword Duel. As for sword moves, different swordsmen who practice holy sword duels will breed different sword moves. ”
Xi Qianye said lightly, perhaps because of the Holy Sword Duel's familiarity, it evoked his past memories and made him rarely say a few more words to Xiao Cheng.
Imitate other people's sword moves to cultivate, that is not a real swordsman, just a successor of sword moves.
The real profound technique, in fact, there is no such thing as a move, only the meaning and context inside.
For example, Xi Qianye's Storm Immortal Fist, the first type of storm is about to rise, which is actually not a move, but a realm.
Different people are about to make waves, and their moves, movements, and even artistic conceptions are completely different.
The same is true of the Holy Sword Duel, and only with such a sword trick can there be a situation where a hundred flowers bloom and become a Taoist of its own.
Xiao Cheng naturally didn't want to believe Xi Qianye's words, he took a deep breath and used all his strength to run the desolate qi in his body, he had to catch Xi Qianye's sword and crack it perfectly, only in this way could he fully prove that he was right, Xi Qianye he was wrong.
Xi Qianye's sword seemed to be unhappy, and he walked with his sword, and every movement was clear.
But suddenly, I found that it was extremely fast, because you couldn't dodge his sword at all, no matter how slow he was, even if he was still thousands of miles away, the sword was locked on your body, and no matter what you did, you could only look at each other head-on.
Sou!
The sword slashed through the void, and the sword slashed at Xiao Cheng in a curved arc, looking ordinary without any bells and whistles.
His Holy Sword Duel was naturally different from the Thousand Nights Holy Ancestor back then. Different people will eventually have differences when they show it.
But there will be differences between the moves and the sword intent, but the realm of the sword is the same, and the power is not much different.
In Xiao Cheng's eyes, Xi Qianye's sword was extremely ordinary, but he found himself a little out of breath.
"He must not be allowed to win!"
Xiao Cheng was firm in his heart, and went all out to use his holy sword to fight against Xi Qianye.
The collision of swords and swords is not as gorgeous as imagined, ordinary and ordinary, like a flash in the pan and disappears.
Xiao Cheng stood in place in a daze, looking at the sword in his hand, half a sound did not make a sound, and there was a deep shock and gloom in his eyes.
"For ...... What ......"
Xiao Cheng raised his head with difficulty and looked at Xi Qianye.
It was only at this moment that he finally realized that it was himself who was wrong.
Poof!
A line of blood appeared on Xiao Cheng's neck, and the next moment a large amount of blood burst out like a fountain, and as soon as his head was tilted, a head fell from his neck and fell towards the ground.
Xi Qianye's sword not only cut off his head, but also cut off all the vitality in his body.
A series of corpse patterns of the Hades Emperor appeared behind Xi Qianye, burrowing into Xiao Cheng's corpse, only to see that his corpse was shriveled down, and all the flesh and blood essence was devoured. Xiao Chengnai was a powerhouse that was quite close to the half-step Saint Heavenly King, and his flesh and blood essence Xi Qianye would naturally not be wasted.
(End of chapter)