Chapter 116: The Source of Sword Martial Arts

Shen Xian's body is floating, no matter whether he stretches out his hand or kicks his feet, he can't touch anything!

He was so surprised that he almost couldn't close his mouth, what kind of magic skill could make a person get rid of the shackles of space and be pulled into another world?

There are Xinghan Milky Way, countless celestial bodies, and unknown nebulae, exuding all kinds of gorgeous brilliance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It is said to be "the universe", but when you feel it carefully, there is no vastness to the extreme silence, but because it is hazy and full of ancient vigor, it is more like a kind of origin, maybe it is the origin of mankind, maybe it is the era that some ancient classics want to convey - the beginning of Hongmeng!

But Shen Xian knew very well in his heart that there should be an almost real illusion in front of him, there could be no such mysterious supernatural power in this world, and the dashing figure that floated out of the dust, standing still in those nebulae, also reminded Shen Xian all the time, this is just an illusion, a kind of exercise used by that person!

"The avenue of the world, no matter what, has its origin. As the Buddhists say, cause and effect, since there is a cause, there must be an effect. Martial arts also have origins, and they have developed and changed since their talents. In this way, where was the 'martial arts' born, where was the weapon born, and where was the sword?" The man's voice suddenly sounded like a thought in his mind.

Shen Xian was naturally stunned, but he saw that the Hongmeng universe in front of him began to change!

The wonderful, spinning galaxy suddenly paused, and Shen Xian seemed to see as if there was a huge and incomparable long sword, which appeared from the void of this Hongmeng universe for no reason, and danced leisurely with the sleeve robe of the person in the middle.

Shen Xian boldly guessed that this should be a move, but the strangeness is also here, the person on the opposite side clearly just raised his sleeve robe, as if he waved his hand recklessly, there was no move at all, and the long sword was like dancing in the eyes of people!

"Boom!"

A voice sounded in Shen Xian's consciousness again, and the spinning galaxy in front of him actually broke from it!

A sword mark appeared, but the long sword was not really chopped, but the vast galaxy was like a jade disk shattering, and countless stars fell, as if the universe had collapsed, which was both beautiful and painful!

Shen Xian deeply felt the power of this, staring at the dancing long sword, as if it was himself who had been torn apart by the battle and turned into countless meteorites!

Xinghan has been destroyed, but the sword has not stopped!

Shen Xian finally stabilized his spirit and recovered from the sense of annihilation, but he saw that the long sword whirled on its own, dancing up and down like a long stick stirring between the stars.

And at the same time, Shen Xian only felt that the little Buddha in his mind suddenly opened his eyes!

I don't know what it sensed, but it was completely out of its control, so it exerted its power!

This power immediately turned into shape in this world, and shot into a beam of golden light towards the "stirring place" of the long sword, and before Shen Xian could feel that the fighting qi in his body was instantly hollowed out, he saw that something at the tip of the sword began to rotate.

At first, it was just a dot, but with the injection of that golden light, it suddenly revealed its original form!

It looks like a waterwheel used by a farmer to get water, like a windmill in the hands of a child.

The yin and yang on it are divided, and it turns slowly, but the more you stare at it like this, the faster it turns!

It seems that time has been chaotic, just for a moment, this Falun, no longer distinguishes between yin and yang, and the chaotic fighting spirit of Shen Xian, turned gray and white, and those falling stars, attracted by this Falun, flew away upside down, and when they approached it, they turned into points of light.

Shen Xian looked carefully, and those points of light, like human souls, with different expressions of joy, anger, sadness, and happiness, disappeared into the Falun and rotated with it.

Before Shen Xian could come up with the name of the Falun, the world in front of him changed again!

Falun is long gone, but the long sword that stirred everything is still clear.

The long sword must have been pointed at other places, but at this time, it suddenly turned back like an evil tiger, and it was pointed directly at Shen Xian!

Shen Xian's heart froze, but he thought that he should always face the blow of this long sword, and he was fighting at the moment, and he wanted to compete with it!

But he was shocked to find that there was no trace of fighting spirit left in his body, and he didn't know if the little Buddha was stimulated and hollowed out his fighting spirit, anyway, let him summon it, his body couldn't control it freely!

At this moment, the long sword "swished" and turned into ****.

In the blink of an eye, this beam of clear light drew a huge arc in the universe, penetrating the entire Shen Xian!

Shen Xian immediately felt an inexplicable pain and let out a wild roar.

It was this roar that made him suddenly realize that it was him who was slashed by the sword, but it was not him, or rather, under that long sword, he turned into an ancient dragon, and was cut in half by that sword!

Seeing the flesh and blood split, even the void under his feet was like a substantial earth, cracking open one after another, bursting out with surging energy!

But before Shen Xian consciously destroyed, this scene disappeared again, and the field of vision changed into the sky, the surrounding stars faded, and the universe became the sky, blue and boundless, which inevitably gave people a trace of vitality!

It's just that Shen Xian feels strange, under this piece of blue sky, the divine sense knows that this is the sky, but in this day, there is nothing, nothing remains, even if he is in it, it seems that he is gradually going to become this color, being empty, being assimilated by the sky!

If you don't want to be corrupted by others, you have to use all kinds of means to fight it!

Reflected on Shen Xian's body, it was to use the chaotic fighting qi to urge all kinds of exercises, facing the void and the long sword!

But Rao is that no matter how much martial arts he has, the mid-air long sword slashed, and he suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

First, all kinds of divine powers were slashed by the sword qi in front of his eyes one by one, and then his divine consciousness was also chaotic, and he asked himself: "What is 'Bajiquan', what is 'Black Lotus Heart Method', and what is 'Heaven-Breaking Divine Method'...... Why, I don't even remember?"

After this question, he seemed to have become an idiot, but he even forgot about martial arts, martial arts, and martial arts.

Or rather, these things, under that sword, have been erased from existence!

When everything is taken away, everything is gone, man returns to the most primitive state - a curled up baby!

Shen Xian involuntarily curled up, as if returning to the most primitive depths of the universe, back to the safest place.

But......

The sword won't give him any chance, it has to take everything from him!

The sword light was cold, even if Shen Xian, who had curled up into a grain as small as a grain of rice, it also burst open!

He still wanted to resist, and subconsciously resisted, so he took advantage of the situation to split into countless divine consciousnesses, even if he became a ghost, as long as it still existed, it would be a victory!

But......

With a flash of sword light, countless divine souls let out the last scream, and they completely died out at the beginning of this Hongmeng!

"One sword, one world!"

I don't know who said it suddenly, I don't know who gently swiped that sword.

At this moment, all the fragments gathered together and turned into one world after another.

And Shen Xian, from nothingness, gathered again to take shape...... (To be continued.) )