Chapter 62: The Light of Dawn, the Sword of Dripping Water
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"Don't argue! Don't argue! With his relationship with Her Royal Highness the Princess, this matter is not something we can interfere in. It's up to us to take any of his ways. ”
Qi Zhengxian hurriedly stopped the two who were about to quarrel again.
"That's just as well!"
Wang Shouyan picked up the wine bowl with a stupid face and took a sip.
In the Mirror Flower Fantasy Realm.
After Bai Xiaolou and Han Yun fought against each other, they both understood each other's strength.
"Brother Bai's swordsmanship is really extraordinary. With spiritual power, the power of the sword is not worse than my sword cultivation. If Brother Bai practices the way of sword cultivation and uses sword qi to resist the sword, I am afraid that his strength will be even stronger. ”
Han Yun saw that his dawn sword light was blocked by Bai Xiaolou's sword, and a burst of admiration rose on his face, and he was amazed by Bai Xiaolou's strength.
is obviously a spirit master, but his swordsmanship is no worse than that of a swordsman. Han Yun was amazed by this.
"Hehe, Brother Han has won the award. ”
Bai Xiaolou shook his head with a smile. He knows his own business, and the Thirteen Forms of Soft Water itself is not the way of sword cultivation, but the way of a spirit master who uses the sword to perform the law. If you really use sword qi to resist the sword, I'm afraid that the thirteen forms of soft water won't be able to work.
"Brother Bai, I have a sword named Daybreaker. No one of Liang Cheng's fellow monks could stop my sword. Brother Bai's strength is strong, which makes me itchy, and I want to ask Brother Bai to taste one or two. ”
Han Yun put the sword back into its sheath, pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand on his waist, and pressed down slightly, his huge momentum was like a long-standing volcano, constricted, waiting for the upcoming eruption.
"Is this the light of dawn? Is this the sword qi that Brother Han has cultivated in the past twenty years? Just gathering momentum has already made me feel a huge threat, this sword must be extraordinary. ”
Bai Xiaolou nodded in admiration, waved his hand and raised his long sword, "I was about to comprehend Brother Han's stunts." Please also advise. ”
"I have raised a sword for 20 years, and no one has seen the edge in my hand. There is no light in the dark night, and the morning light breaks through the dawn to shine on the blue sky!"
Han Yun pressed his sword and raised his head, and with a long groan in his mouth, his momentum became more and more intense. In a trance, it was like the night was falling, and the four fields were dim. In the infinite darkness, there is a light that breaks through the darkness and illuminates the blue sky.
"Boom!"
A sword roar burst through the air.
Light blooms in the darkness, and the morning star of enlightenment shines brightly. A dawn light that pierced through the darkness rose into the sky. Cut through the shadows, pierce the darkness, and return me to a clear blue sky of firmness and determination, with this dawn light blooming brilliantly.
The light of dawn, this is the sword of faith. This was a sword born of Han Yun's belief in cutting through the darkness in his heart. The determination to move forward and never retreat, the determination to sacrifice oneself for righteousness, and the determination to become benevolent if it does not succeed, blooms with the brilliance of life and faith in this dawning sword light.
"This is no longer sword qi. This is the sword intent, this is the sword intent that faith and conviction incarnate. The way of sword cultivation with sincerity and righteousness is really strong. ”
Bai Xiaolou was amazed in his heart. Seeing Han Yun's sword, Bai Xiaolou already knew that although his swordsmanship was not bad, it was still too far from the real sword cultivation, at least his swordsmanship lacked this belief. Even if he understood this truth, Bai Xiaolou didn't learn it. After all, the paths of spirit masters and swordsmen are far from each other, and there is no comparison.
"I'm not a sword cultivator, there's no need to envy his sword of faith. The thirteen forms of soft water that are used to perform with swords are not worse than him. ”
Seeing the oncoming dawn light, Bai Xiaolou turned a few thoughts in his heart, but his heart became more and more determined. The long sword in his hand was raised slightly, the tip of the sword "buzzed" and trembled, and the slender waterline trembled with the tip of the sword, outlining a mysterious and unpredictable aura.
"With the sword method, soft water transforms shape. ”
A stream of waterline aura outlined an unfathomable rune in front of Bai Xiaolou. The moment the rune was formed, in the heart lake, the rolling Tianhe rushed into a monstrous wave, and the infinite power of the water spirit rushed into the rune.
"Whew!"
Drops of crystal clear water burst out of the runes, rushing towards the dawn like angry arrows.
This is the sword of dripping.
After Bai Xiaolou opened the divine aperture, the only real dripping sword that could be used was the dripping sword that used the sword technique, and the dripping sword that was most conducive to attacking fortifications.
The rope saws the wood and the water droplets pass through the stones, and the water droplets that rush out endlessly, like the rain hitting the plantains, continue to impact the light of dawn. The sword of dripping water was originally the most conducive to attacking fortifications, and Bai Xiaolou's sword burst out with all the power of the water spirit in the Tianhe Phase, and even brought a part of the power of the void, which made this sword even sharper.
"Boom ......"
The dawn of dawn shattered in the continuous impact of the dripping sword. The extremely sharp, resolute and resolute Morning Star Sword Qi splashed in all directions, cutting vertically and horizontally, and the surrounding mountains and rocks, peach forests, flowers and plants were instantly shattered by this sword qi.
"Poof!"
The sword qi containing faith shattered, Han Yun's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly. Standing with his sword in hand, Han Yun shook his head with a wry smile.
Bai Xiaolou was also uncomfortable.
Even if the Dripping Sword eventually shattered the Light of Daybreak. But the light of dawn almost exploded in front of him, and the extremely sharp sword qi shattered the runes outlined by Bai Xiaolou, and the subtle sword qi hit Bai Xiaolou's body like raindrops.
If it weren't for the quick opportunity to block most of the sword qi with the power of the void, Bai Xiaolou would probably be beaten into a sieve by these sword qi.
Staggered back a few steps, and a little blush bloomed on Bai Xiaolou's snow-white robe. Feeling the sword qi that was still cutting and destroying on his body, Bai Xiaolou also smiled bitterly.
"That's a ...... It's a lose-lose situation!"
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