Chapter Twenty-Seven: Losing Both

The so-called master has made a move, and victory or defeat is only in the blink of an eye. The slightest gap and mistake can lead to fatal failure.

The attacking style of the man in black is a rare move that is purely attacking. This move contains extreme attack power. The disadvantage is that there is not the slightest defense.

In the next moment, the sword of the man in black stabbed Feng Wansan's left eye. At this time, Feng Wansan's giant axe contained Wan Jun's divine power and surging, unbelievable spiritual power.

Spiritual power?

That's right! Just as the internal force corresponds to the acquired, the true qi corresponds to the innate nature. And spiritual power is the hallmark of a cultivator in the Spirit Sea realm. A cultivator with spiritual power means that he has stepped into the realm of spiritual sea. And the cultivators in the realm of the Linghai realm of the Tang Kingdom are already super-first-class existences.

Spiritual power is the power condensed by the aura of heaven and earth. Cultivators with spiritual power can split mountains and tear rivers apart by relying on spiritual power to perform combat skills. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is already a means like a god.

At this time, the giant axe in Feng Wansan's hand was mighty, with the power of thunder and immortality. He struck the man in black with his axe. And the power of this axe is too vast. So much so that the mere aftermath of power tore the artificial lake in half from the middle. The entire artificial lake is divided into two, setting off thousands of waves. Waves of water are rushing away. It took a little time for the waves to fall, and the artificial lake, which had been split in half, became one.

The power of spiritual power is too terrifying. At this time, he was hit by an axe containing spiritual power. The man in black suddenly flew out more than ten feet away. The body of the man in black, in mid-air, crossed a graceful arc. Soon he fell to the ground.

Follow Feng Wansan's gaze. The man in black who was knocked to the ground held a large and heavy giant sword in his right hand. And the three-foot Qingfeng Sword he was holding in his left hand before had been knocked out and landed in the artificial lake under the action of monstrous spiritual power.

At this time, Feng Wansan was stabbed in the left eye. He held his left eye in both hands, screamed and rolled on the ground. And the man in black who fell to the ground mustered up all his strength and stood up. At this time, the man in black was blurred in flesh and blood, just like a bloody man.

The man in black held the giant sword in his right hand and muttered in a low voice, "Juque, you saved my life." Fortunately, between the lightning and flint, I took out the giant que and performed the defensive style of the attack, defense and killing sword style. ”

At this time, Feng Wansan saw that the man in black was not dead, and he was still able to barely stand. He couldn't accept it for a while. With a sense of doubt, he shouted, "Impossible? Impossible? Your cultivation strength has obviously not reached the Spirit Sea realm, how can you resist the blow of all my spiritual power?"

But the reality is in front of him, and Feng Wansan can't be unconvinced. Feng Wansan covered his left eye that had been stabbed and said, "What kind of trick is your right-hand sword? How can you have such a powerful defensive ability." And we fought thirty-three moves, and you actually used thirty-three different swordsmanship. It's really incredible. ”

The man in black forcibly suppressed the churning qi and blood and the huge injuries. With a bit of pride and weakness, he said, "My last giant sword is the one of the offensive and defensive sword styles. As for my ability to do the thirty-three swordsmanship, isn't it strange? Only by learning the swordsmanship of a hundred schools and taking the essence of it can I hope to become a generation of sword kings. ”

"Sword King, what kind of realm is the Sword King? There are thousands of swordsmen in the world, but I haven't heard of anyone who can be the king of the sword. After all, it is the highest honor to be king. Whichever swordsman is the king, he will be attacked by the swordsmen of the world. Feng Wansan asked rhetorically, his face was complicated, and his expression was changeable. Hearing the words of the man in black, he didn't agree, just kept shaking his head. Because there are countless swordsmen in the world, there are a number of horizontal sands. But even those swordsmen who stood on the top of the continent did not dare to claim the title of sword king.

The man in black shook his head to himself. He said lightly: "The Tang Kingdom is too small, and compared to the Endless Continent, it is just a speck of dust. So you haven't heard of the legend of the Sword King. It doesn't mean that the Sword King doesn't exist. My father once said that if you can master hundreds of swordsmanship perfectly, and create your own swordsmanship, then that realm is the realm of the Sword King. ”

"Perfect mastery of hundreds of swordsmanship? How is this possible? Impossible. When pigs fly. In this world, how can there be an existence that perfectly masters hundreds of swordsmanship. You must know that ordinary swordsmen can perfectly master a swordsmanship, which is already excellent. Being able to master several swordsmanship perfectly is a genius. As for the swordsman who has mastered dozens of swordsmanship perfectly, he is already a first-class character. I never thought that someone could master hundreds of swordsmanship perfectly. As for creating your own kendo, it's unimaginable. Feng Wansan shook his head violently, trying to deny the view of the man in black. Because a person has perfectly mastered hundreds or even hundreds of swordsmanship, it has broken his worldview and cultivation cognition.

The man in black sighed slightly: "Tang Guo is too small. So much so that I waited to sit in the well and watch the sky. Only by seeing the outside world can we truly understand the magnificence of heaven and earth. There are no wonders about the size of the world. That Sword King realm is exactly what I yearn for. No, the Sword King realm is not the end of cultivation. I want to reach the end of my practice, standing at the top of the pyramid of the endless world, overlooking hundreds of millions of living beings. ”

After the man in black finished speaking, he performed a kind of footwork. It's a subtle step and it's incredibly fast. He was just a vertical body, and there were more than a dozen afterimages behind him. Only when the speed is so fast that the eyeball can't fully capture it will the afterimage appear.

At this time, Feng Wansan saw this, and immediately felt angry in his heart. He roared, "Leave your name." Today's humiliation, he will pay it back tenfold one day, and ask for advice. ”

As soon as these words came out, because the sound was infused with spiritual power, the sound traveled far away, and the echoes kept reverberating in the air. The voice was full of anger, filling the small half of the Ichthyosaurus Academy.

And the man in black turned a deaf ear to Feng Wansan's roar. The man in black forcibly suppressed the severe internal injuries. He soon came to the vicinity of the artificial lake. The next moment he jumped into the artificial lake.

Because he was attacked by Feng Wansan's giant axe infused with spiritual power. He was already at the end of his crossbow and was seriously wounded. At this moment he jumped into the artificial lake, which was soaked with blood. The water in the artificial lake turned bloody.

The Man in Black dives into the water. After a dozen breaths, he escaped from the depths of the artificial lake. At this time, he held the three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand.

People are in the sword, and the sword is dead.

This sentence is the truth that all swordsmen believe in. The Man in Black is no exception. So while being so seriously injured, he didn't forget to go to the artificial lake to pick up the lost three-foot Qingfeng Sword. After picking up the sword, the man in black didn't look back, so he took advantage of the night and disappeared from Feng Wansan's sight.