Chapter 241: Sword Forest Enlightenment Sword, Three Swords Battle
The white-haired brothers were arranged to go back to the small cave of the Nameless Mountain to cultivate, Shaofeng came down alone from the Barren Grass Mountain, arrived at the Zhenwu Sword Forest, taught a lesson to the guard disciple Li Hun, and walked in in a big way.
Not only that, no one dared to stop him, but hundreds of disciples from the outer sect also gave way in unison, which was extremely noble.
"The meaning of wind, the meaning of fire, the meaning of earth, the meaning of wood...... The law of gold, the law of water...... Devouring Dao Pattern, Thunder and Fire Double Dao Pattern...... My God, and the power of the Emperor!"
"It's so good!"
"What kind of sect is this? This background is comparable to the Zhongzhou Great Sect, and there is even a great emperor!"
"Incredible, incredible......"
As soon as you enter the sword forest, you will see thousands of sword stones, all of which are natural, as if they were made of ghosts. From the outside to the inside, each sword stone contains martial power, although it is all sword marks, but it cannot hinder those who come in and understand the mystery.
Shaofeng was shocked, in his eyes, this sword forest was a priceless treasure house!
The Sword Forest is a canyon that leads to heaven, and is flanked by bare cliffs, accompanied by a storm like a knife, so that people cannot stay in it for a long time.
And Shaofeng resisted with his strong Xuan power, tried his best to go to the depths, and found that the further he went, the more violent the storm became, he fought with all his strength, and walked to the edge of a Dao pattern sword stone that could only be seen from a distance with emperor patterns shining in the distance, and he couldn't go any further.
Taking another step forward, Shaofeng estimated that his body was about to explode.
As a result, under each sword stone containing artistic conception and law, there are several inner and outer disciples who have realized it, and no one has stopped in the deeper Dao pattern sword stone, holy pattern and even emperor pattern sword stone.
"I have a ninth-level spiritual vein, so I have achieved the nine laws, and if I want to get more, it seems that there is no hope!"
"That's it, you can't chew too much, you have nine laws in your body, and all the power of its laws will be excavated here, and then after you are promoted to the supreme, the realm of the Southern Wilderness will be invincible!"
The power of artistic conception, Shaofeng has already been integrated, he returned to the pile of swords and stones containing the power of the law, and felt a lot of sound wave laws, but there was no way to get it, after thinking about it for a while, he walked to the first piece containing the law of gold, and operated the transformation of the Dao Wanyuan Decision, and silently realized it.
With this secret realm, he wants to refine the emperor-level sword skills according to the original method of unification of the nine systems that he has mastered.
I saw that Shaofeng was in the storm, up and down around the golden sword stone, wielding the Heavenly Star Sword, and trying his best to use the power of the awakened golden law in his body.
"Woo Woo ......"
Every time he sent out a sword, there were more shallow marks on the sword stone, and at an extremely fast speed, it disappeared.
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The news that Shao Feng, the master of the Snow Hall, appeared in the True Martial Sword Forest and walked under the Dao Pattern Sword Stone, spread away, attracting many people, who stopped practicing to watch Shao Feng dance the sword slowly.
At the beginning, there were only a hundred people looking at each other inside, but after Shaofeng wasted three hours and sensed three sword stones, more than half of the inner and outer disciples who had cultivated in the Twelve Secret Realms of Yitang came one after another.
For a time, the interior of the Sword Forest of Zhenwu Mountain was overcrowded and crowded.
Those with worse realms, such as Xuanshi, Xuanzong's early level, and the outer disciples who walked through the back door, only saw the excitement, and they felt that Shaofeng's slow dance up and down seemed to be juggling.
And some of them have eyesight, or nod their heads, or walk inside, learning from Shaofeng's appearance, just as slowly.
Later, when Shaofeng realized the fifth sword stone, basically where the wind was weak, under each sword stone, there were four or five disciples dancing with Shaofeng.
It was extremely unexpected that Shaofeng was alone in the depths, leading thousands of disciples to cultivate collectively.
However, under the fierce storm, the warrior used all his strength, relying on the power of the Xuan, the slower the dance, the greater the consumption of himself.
After Shaofeng finished comprehending the fifth sword stone, he felt that his body was tired, and when he stopped to rest, his light blue eyes inadvertently glanced back at the pile of sword stones behind him, and found that there was almost no one.
Unable to stand the erosion of the storm, they retreated to the entrance and watched collectively.
However, there were several people who surprised him, and after holding on for several hours, he was able to go on again.
It was three young men, one with a square face, long ears with large hoop earrings, relying on the muscles full of strength, wielding a half-meter black broadsword, trying their best to come to the depths, and at a glance they knew the law of power they were majoring in.
The other two, one is a resolute male disciple who is also a sword cultivator, and the other is a tall male disciple who shows a domineering atmosphere.
Compared with the square-faced disciples, the two of them came to the depths more easily and quickly.
Soon, the two of them came to Shaofeng's side, and after glancing at him, they rushed towards the deeper part of the Dao Pattern Sword Stone.
When he walked to the border between the law sword stone pile and the Dao pattern sword stone, he could no longer move forward, so he had no choice but to stop.
"I didn't expect Zhenwu Mountain to be so arrogant, could it be that this is the third of the legendary Seven Princes?"
Shaofeng looked at the two of them, and muttered in some surprise.
That place, when his Xuan power and body were in full bloom, he barely walked there, but it was not as easy as the two of them, and the fighting heart that had been silent in Shaofeng's heart for a long time was ignited.
At this time, the square-faced disciple also came to Shaofeng's side, heard Shaofeng's question, replied a few words quickly, followed the footsteps of the two, and also rushed forward.
"Master Xuetang, you guessed it right, we are all among the seven princes of Zhenwu, I am the three swords - the three swords, the one holding the sword is the dancing drunken student, and the guy who doesn't like anyone is the emperor, I heard that the eldest prince of the Dongzhou Empire is going to take over his father's class in the future!
"I heard that the master of the Snow Hall, Danwu Double Cultivation, under a long sword turned into a saint, there is no invincible opponent, I am not available today, I will come to the door in person to learn from the three swords another day, and the Lord of the Snow Hall is not allowed to slip!"
"Hahaha!"
"you!"
"None of them are weaker than Luo Bing, how can I fight?"
Shaofeng looked at the Tie San Dao who was carrying a big knife and pulling in the distance from Wu Zuisheng and Emperor Dao, and scolded in his heart.
He is not afraid, but he knows that there is still a big gap between his current strength and these three people.
Even Luo Bing, the dust fairy, can't beat it, let alone this one.
However, knowing shame and courage, Shaofeng put the provocation of the Iron Three Blades behind him for the time being, got up and continued to comprehend the sixth sword stone containing the law of wood.
After a long time of relaxation, he felt the pressure.
If so, in the future, if there are really seven princes of Zhenwu to come to fight, the nine laws will be one sword, which is his hole card for hard resistance to the Holy Realm.