Chapter Ninety-Four: The Sword Saint Died and Picked Up the Benefits
Feeling a different body, the mud bodhisattva laughed and then clasped his fists at Tang Quan and said:
"People who go against the sky are against the sky, now even if I go in front of the hero, he will not think that I am a mud bodhisattva, the son is a great virtue, everything must go smoothly, and the old man has to take his granddaughter to escape the rivers and lakes. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Farewell." Tang Quan hugged his fists and smiled.
The mud bodhisattva left with Xiao Min, but Tang Quan found a place to start cultivating the spirit refining chapter, tempering the spiritual power, and finally compressing it into a ball, and the spiritual power of the continuous operation of this set of exercises will become stronger and stronger, and finally condense the golden pill and turn the original god.
For three whole months, Tang Quan slowly traveled all the way while cultivating, the spiritual power in his mind was now extremely condensed, it turned out that he only knew that the spiritual power could sense, and it could also urge the mental power to attack, and it could also control the spatial ability, but now he found that as long as he could reach the place where the spatial attack could reach, then he could see the surrounding situation and perceive the sound with his eyes closed.
In the past three months, he has heard a lot of news from the rivers and lakes, since Bu Jingyun and the others went back with that cloth, it didn't take long to hear that Xiongba married his righteous daughter to the eldest disciple Qin Shuang, and then there was news that Nie Feng prevented Bu Jingyun from taking Kong Ci away, but Kong Ci was killed by Bu Jingyun because of Nie Feng.
When Nie Fengbu left the Tianxia Society, Xiongba ordered to hunt down his two disciples, and for a while, the excitement of the Tianxia Society became stronger and stronger, and just a few days ago, the news of the Sword Saint challenging Xiongba spread, and heroes and heroes from all walks of life rushed to the Tianxia Association to see the excitement.
Tang Quan also heard the news, so he came to Tianyin City and walked around the city, and then he walked to the steps at the bottom of the Tianxia Hui Mountain to look at the crowd that kept going up the mountain.
"Hey, little brother, there are still two hours before the challenge begins, and if you don't go up, it'll be too late."
Tang Quan was still looking at how many people there were, and there was a kind reminder from a pedestrian beside him, he looked at a swordsman with a long sword on his back, and he smiled and said:
"I'm waiting for someone here, I don't need to go up to see if he doesn't come, brother, hurry up and find a good position."
The swordsman nodded and walked towards the long staircase with the people around him, and as the waves of people who watched the excitement walked up the hill, gradually fewer and fewer people began to come, and their speed began to get faster and faster, and finally there was no one on the wide staircase.
"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"
It was almost noon when a staggering figure came slowly from the street, an old man with messy white hair, who had reached the foot of the hill and breathed rapidly before stepping on the stairs.
"Old man, do you need me to help you up?" Tang Quan walked up to the old man and asked.
This old man is the Sword Saint, and he is also the person who Tang Quan specially came to wait, he looked at Tang Quan with a little misty eyes and said:
"I'm going up and fighting to the death with the hero, I don't need help."
Tang Quan smiled and said:
"Then how about I go with you?"
The Sword Master watched indifferently as the long staircase went up step by step, and when he reached the ninety-ninth step, his eyes widened, and a huge and incomparably large spiritual wave rushed out of his body.
Almost at the same time, Tang Quan's trace of telekinesis was entangled in this spiritual wave, and he sat on the stairs and closed his eyes.
The foot of the Tianxiahui Mountain is three thousand meters away from the three-branch field, but Tang Quan feels that the time and space are completely torn apart at this moment, and his telekinesis attached to the spirit wave of the Sword Saint feels that the dense spatial silk threads are intertwined in front of him, and the people in the entire three-branch field are unable to move at this moment except for being able to see the trajectory of the Sword Master's flight.
Xiongba, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, wanted to make a move, but found that his whole body was restrained, and he saw the sword master with golden light and pointed at the sword point, and with his powerful cultivation, he was only able to avoid the vital point and was poked in the shoulder socket by the sword finger.
"Convincing or not convincing......
The Sword Saint looked at Xiongba with fierce eyes and asked, Xiongba nodded hurriedly, and just as the Sword Saint was about to laugh wildly, a girl's finger poked the Sword Saint's body at the stairs, and the Sword Saint's detached spiritual power suddenly dispersed.
According to the normal ending, the spiritual power of the Sword Saint then collapsed, but in fact, in the field of the third branch, an invisible mental power directly swept these shattered spiritual forces and rushed down the mountain.
"Uh......"
Tang Quan opened his eyes suddenly, he covered his head and roared and looked at the girl beside him who had just poked the Sword Saint's body.
"It's you."
"Is that you?"
The girl and a curly-haired cloaked man beside her exclaimed at the same time, it turned out that they were Yu Chuchu and Bu Jingyun, because Bu Jingyun betrayed the World Association, and his arm was shattered by the male tyrant, and Yu Yue, the unicorn arm, changed his left hand to Bu Jingyun, but because he killed many people back then and needed to surrender, he had to entrust Chu Chu to Bu Jingyun to take care of.
The Sword Saint challenged the Male Tyrant, and Bu Jingyun wanted to steal the Peerless Sword that Nie Feng had captured in the first floor, just in time for the Sword Saint to break through with willpower, the strongest move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Sword Twenty-three.
Yu Chuchu didn't notice Tang Quan sitting on the side with his head down, but curiously poked the Sword Saint who was casting Sword Twenty-Three to break his momentum, but fortunately, Yu Chuchu made a move, and Tang Quan was not shocked by the more powerful spiritual power.
It turned out that he used his mental power to entangle the spiritual power of the Sword Saint and rushed up the mountain, originally just to see the excitement, by the way, to understand what the twenty-third sword looked like, how to know that the spiritual power of the Sword Saint was huge, if it was not to collapse in advance but to kill the male tyrant and then collapse, this spiritual power would hit Tang Quan hard if it returned along Tang Quan's mental power.
Now Tang Quan was ecstatic in his heart, although his head was still hurting, but it was just the result of a large amount of spiritual power infusion that had not yet been fused with the Refining God Chapter, he was happy that this Sword Saint was worthy of being the only sword in his heart, and after he died, his Holy Spirit Sword Technique was also left in his spiritual power, including the last Sword Twenty-Three Perceptions.
Tang Quan picked up the Sword Saint's complete understanding of the way of the sword in vain, and by the way, he also mastered the sword twenty-three, which is known as the first magic sword of Fengyun, this move locks the space, even if the opponent's cultivation is stronger, it can also slow down the opponent's speed to a limit.
It's just that this move is a spiritual power exercise, and there is still a certain distance to be transformed into an actual sword move, Tang Quan rubbed his head and looked at the sword saint who fell to the ground and died, and even the last spiritual power was stolen by Tang Quan, he shook his head and sighed, looked at Yu Chuchu and Bu Jingyun and said:
"The excitement above has just begun, and you can't see it when it's late."
Yu Chuchu pouted and followed the cold face of Bu Jingyun towards the mountain, but Tang Quan carried the body of the Sword Saint and quickly swept away outside the Wushuang City.
Far away from the barren mountains and mountains of Wushuang City, Tang Quan chose a good feng shui position and blasted out a pit with one palm to bury the Sword Saint in it.