One month.

For a whole month after returning from Cliffless City to the Chosen Swordsman Academy, Wang Ting had been constantly practicing this sword technique.

Ten thousand swords, fused into a thousand swords.

This is definitely a process of quantitative change to qualitative change.

With Wang Ting's current cultivation, there is no way to do this completely, after all, even the founding ancestor of the Eastern Heaven Sword Sect in the previous life has barely fused this sword technique to the level of a hundred swords, and the royal court is indeed powerful now, and can compete with the strongest legendary swordsman, but compared with the founding ancestor of the Eastern Heaven Sword Sect in the previous life, it is still inferior.

Ten thousand swords, there is no way to fuse into a thousand swords, but only fused into five thousand swords, in a month of hard training, he can barely do it.

As the sword dance was unleashed, the overwhelming sword rain quickly condensed in the void, fused in pairs, the sword shadow dissipated, and each wave of sword blades was sharply reduced.

The sharply reduced swordsmanship can no longer be compared with the previous Wanliu Supreme Stage in terms of coverage area, but the fierceness revealed from each sword shadow is more than twice as powerful as before, and the sword edge has not arrived, and the terrifying sharpness contained in the sword blade has already made Xue Jianbei's body chill.

"It's not good, Jianbei, retreat, don't resist!"

Sensing the change in Wang Ting's swordsmanship, Xue Wuxi, who had only been evaluating the carving insect skill before, suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

Insect carving skills!

Even if the royal court now fused the ten thousand swords formed by the twelve waves of swordsmanship into five thousand swords, in the eyes of him, the sword saint, it was still a small skill of carving insects. However, below the Sword Saint stage, this level of carving insect skills is indeed enough to sweep the Quartet, looking at the continent, except for the peerless legendary swordsman who is known as the first person under the Sword Master, I am afraid that no one can resist it.

"Retreat, retreat!? I have retreated again and again, but this son has indeed been aggressive again and again. To this day, I can't retreat, Wang Ting. Look at me breaking your swordsmanship, I can break your swordsmanship once, and I can break you a second time!"

Xue Jian Bei let out a long roar in his mouth. The figure shrouded in the rain of swords in the sky seemed to become incomparably tall in an instant, and a powerful momentum carrying the belief of victory rose from his body to the sky, fused with the power of his own supreme legendary swordsman, and evolved into that kind of shoddy sword momentum again!

With the complete fusion of sword momentum and swordsmanship, the long sword in Xue Jianbei's hand has pierced the sky, carrying the sharp energy that pierces the void, and the sharp edge is directly shaking the sword shadow of the sword dance for thousands of years.

"Smash it!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of gold and iron intersecting. Resounding through the void, the sharp sword of the Snow Sword stabbing in the north seemed to turn into a giant shadow that tore through the heavens and the earth, and all the sword light pouring down from the sky was smashed to pieces.

First wave!

Second wave!

The third wave!

The power of the first three waves of the sword dance is in front of the sky-shaking sword of Xue Jianbei. All of them were shattered, mixed with the edge of the sword momentum, and they rose into the sky, almost tearing apart the sword shadow of the sword dance for thousands of years, and assassinating the body of the royal court.

Break!

Xue Jianbei's fierce sword actually broke through the royal court's sword dance. Break the trend of his terrifying swordsmanship head-on.

"Crush!"

Wang Ting shouted loudly in his mouth, and the sword light shifted, and it turned out that under the persecution of Xue Jianbei's sword, the locked sword light was transferred from Xue Jianbei's body to the sword that Xue Jianbei assassinated.

At this moment, the spiritual power of the eighth order of the royal court was fully agitated, and a clear energy world continued to appear in his spiritual induction, and he seemed to be able to clearly sense that every sword light was broken by Xue Jianbei's sword momentum and swordsmanship, the escaping sword shadow, and the terrifying sword momentum that carried the invincible and getting closer and closer to him. ...,

In front of that crude but infinitely sharp sword momentum, his entire body seemed to have a sharp pain that was completely torn apart.

"Shatter, shatter, shatter, shatter, smash it all for me!"

After defeating the first six waves of attacks of Sword Dance Qianqiu in one breath, the power of Xue Jianbei's body was simply strong to an unprecedented peak, and he roared loudly in his mouth, it was actually stronger and stronger the more he fought, the more brave he became, the extremely powerful momentum and true qi erupted from his body again, and poured into the sword blade stabbed out by the sky, and for a while, the swordsmanship that broke through the six waves of attacks, and the swordsmanship that was faintly exhausted by the sharpness broke out again with a more terrifying fierceness, and the seventh, eighth, and The ninth wave of attacks was completely shattered, and the remaining momentum was unabated into the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth waves of sword shadows.

"Smash, smash it all!"

"Bang!bang!bang!"

The dazzling sword light continued to explode and shatter in the long roar of the snow sword north, and his sword that was assassinated by the sky seemed to have completely broken through the blockade of the sword dance, and one after another faint sword qi escaped, impacting Wang Ting's body, leaving a large number of subtle blood marks on his body, cheeks, and throat!

"Die. ”

At this moment, Xue Jianbei's eyes were full of a kind of crazy fanaticism and ecstasy, and his pupils became blood-red because of bloodthirstiness, and it seemed that the next moment, he could witness his sword blade with his own eyes, completely break the swordsmanship of the royal court, and kill him in front of everyone in the world.

In the crowd, some people with slightly inferior psychological quality even exclaimed.

And Kolos, his figure took a step forward in an instant, and he was about to strike immediately to rescue Wang Ting from Xue Jianbei's sword in one fell swoop.

"Potential! Potential! Sword Potential! The key to everything lies in the sword momentum, the sword momentum, you have it, and I have it! I have the best sword momentum in the world! Before I really get the first place in the world, all the opponents who dare to block in front of me will be smashed by my sword!"

At the moment when Wang Ting's sword dance was completely broken, he had already burst out with a rich power of qi and blood, and the power of qi and blood was fused with his own true qi and poured into the Ruosheng Sword, making a terrifying coercion erupt on the Ruosheng Sword.

A kind of god blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha's supreme power!

Despite the inferiority of this sharp sword momentum. Even if it is inferior to the swordsmanship mastered by Xue Jianbei, but he has indeed entered the category of "sword potential", and the sword momentum is compatible with swordsmanship, making his last sword of the sword dance seem to have undergone a qualitative change, and the dazzling sword light collided head-on with the sword assassinated by Xue Jianbei, bursting out of flames!

"Bang!"

Flames flew.

A ripple that is visible beyond words. With the center of the collision of the two swords, it spread out, and rushed around frantically, finally completely defeating the Biwan Pavilion next to it. Boom.

And the down-to-earth Xue Jianbei was shaken violently, and the ground on which he stood instantly became divided again. A large number of stones were impacted by the force unloaded under his feet, rolling in all directions, and his body, because of the terrifying impact force, several major veins, burst out a large amount of blood, and the whole person was almost rendered as a bloody person.

Compared with Xue Jianbei, Wang Ting's situation is not much better.

Although the first sword of the Snow Sword Bei was resisted by him, a small part of the sword gang and sword qi contained on the blade of the sword still rushed into his body. One of the sword qi shot into his chest and shot out from his back, taking away a terrible burst of blood light.

As for internal injuries......

It's even more serious.

This can be seen just from the somewhat pale Mu Tianshuang. ...,

Triple the damage, even if it is this newly promoted Sword Saint rank powerhouse. It was a little unbearable, under the stimulation of this pain, her gaze at Xue Jianbei was already full of endless killing intent.

It's just that others naturally can't understand the connotation. They only thought that it was Mu Tianshuang who saw her beloved injured, which made her glare at Xue Jianbei angrily, and the murderous intention was revealed, even after Xue Jianbei himself noticed Mu Tianshuang's murderous intention, he still had this thought, and for a while, the anger in his heart, unwilling, climbed to a new level again.

"Die, die, die, give me death!"

In the midst of the roar, Xue Jianbei suppressed all the injuries in his body, and a sword momentum that was even more violent, mixed with some true qi of his real name, burst out from his body again, and his figure flew out at this moment, soaring into the air, and stabbing at Wang Ting.

"Sword Momentum!"

Wang Ting muttered these two words in his mouth.

The sword dance is a thousand autumns, and the fusion to five thousand swords is already a limit, and quantitative changes must produce qualitative changes.

And the key to qualitative change is ......

It's in the sword momentum!

"Whew!"

Wang Ting's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp light, and at this moment, the experience of the past and present lives in his mind shone quickly like a tide.

A long time ago, he joined the Eastern Heaven Sword Sect for the first time and learned the swordsmanship of the Eastern Heaven Sword Sect.

At the age of eleven, he relied on his swordsmanship in the deep mountains, fighting wolves alone, and roaring in the mountains and forests.

At the age of thirteen, he became a swordsman, one person and one sword, and he was alone in an evil organization equipped with a large number of thermal weapons, killing thirty-six good players in the organization.

At the age of fifteen, he made a name for himself with a sword and won the first title in the local fencing competition.

At the age of seventeen, he became famous, challenged to become a famous swordsman, and became famous in China, known by tens of millions of swordsmanship lovers.

At the age of nineteen, he became a master of swordsmanship, and became the youngest swordsman in China.

At the age of twenty-one, under the gaze of thousands of people, he won the title of the first swordsman in China and became the first person in the domestic swordsmanship world.

In the next ten years, he did not taste a single defeat in the sword world, even if he was recognized as the strongest in the kendo world, he was defeated under his sword, and he had to use a large number of mechanized equipment such as machine armor to bombard him.

Even in this world, his prestige as the number one person in the kendo world has not been lost.

When a high-level martial artist fights against a middle-level swordsman Gongsun Su, he is killed in a battle.

In the high-level swordsman stage, he faced Lie Dongyang, the first swordsman of Taixuan, and won the battle, comprehending the realm of gods in one fell swoop.

Then, when he was cultivating at the Great Swordsman stage, he personally killed a king-level fierce beast that even if it was a great swordsman-level powerhouse, he would have to run as far as he could see, and when he was promoted to the legendary swordsman stage, he even killed Sun Slow, a storm swordsman who had been famous for many years......

Today, he has come to this world to truly cultivate for no more than five years, and has entered the ranks of the strongest legendary swordsmen, and in the future, he will defeat the Sith Pope and become the first in the continent and even the first in the world.

A peerless swordsman who is destined to become the number one in the world, who dares to stop it!

Who can stop you!(Welcome to your support, is my biggest motivation.) )