Outside of the Farlan Continent, in the center of the Sword God Kingdom.

Leo looked at the picture projection in front of him with great interest, which showed that the "No. 1 Kendo Conference in the World" was about to begin.

Thirty years have passed, and his appearance has not changed in the slightest, and if it weren't for the deeper in his eyes, he could hardly see the traces left by time on him.

Suddenly, Leo's expression moved, and his eyes fell on the outside of the kingdom of God.

I saw nearly a hundred rays of light descending here.

It was nearly a hundred gods who came together under the leadership of the four high-level gods.

"Tsk......"

Leo sighed: "Really, watching a game is not worry-free." ”

With a movement of his footsteps, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he had already come to the kingdom of God, standing before the gods.

"Your Excellency, should you give us an explanation?"

The god of war was the first to speak.

"Confess? What's the explanation? Leo wondered.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, the swordsmanship system you have spread in the main world of the Farland Continent has caused our faith power to be greatly reduced in the past thirty years." The god of war snorted coldly, his face ugly.

The power of faith is the cornerstone of divine power, and the decrease in the power of faith means that the increase in the strength of the gods is weakened, so they can't help but be in a hurry.

Although the accumulation of years has reduced their faith power in a short period of time, it will not cause a substantial decline in strength, but if they continue like this, they will not be able to make ends meet, even if they are high-level divine power gods, they are in danger of falling into the realm.

"Your Excellency Chasing Light, you should understand what we're here for." At this time, the god of knowledge spoke.

The god, who had always been kind and smiling, was now expressionless.

Truth be told, she regretted it.

She expected that the swordsmanship system might have a certain impact on the belief system, but in her judgment, the tens of thousands of years of belief system was not at all something that could be shaken by a rootless duckweed-like sword intent system.

Who would have thought that in just thirty years, the sword intent system would press the belief system like this.

If it continues to develop, I am afraid that in less than a hundred years, there will be no more clergy with a belief system on the Farlan Continent, and there will be no ordinary people who believe in gods.

If you practice swordsmanship, you can gain power, and this power is stronger than that of the clergy of the belief system, so why should you believe in the gods?

Just thinking about what the future will bring, the gods shudder.

Therefore, after a major decision, all the gods gathered here to demand that the light give them a satisfactory "explanation" today.

Looking at the menacing gods, Leo smiled, and there was no nervousness between his eyebrows: "Okay, I admit that I know what you mean, but can you wait for me to patiently watch the 'game'?" ”

"After so many years, you must not be short of time, right?"

As he spoke, Luo Yin turned the projection in front of him, and the power of transcendence condensed into a substantial divine seat, and he sat on the divine seat, watching the game as if no one was around.

Seeing this, the gods looked at each other, and finally set their eyes on the four gods who were the leader, waiting for their decision.

"Wait."

After a brief silence, a word came out of the mouth of the god of knowledge and fell into the ears of the gods.

As Chaguang said, thirty years have passed, and this is still a little bit of time?

Of course, this is only a superficial reason.

The real reason is that the gods are afraid of the strength of chasing light.

The great war thirty years ago almost shattered the faith of the gods.

It would be great if Luo Yin could take the initiative to leave the light-chasing world.

Of course, if he is unwilling, for the sake of his own foundation, the power of faith, this time, no matter what the price is, the gods must drive Luo Yin away.

Leo didn't care about the gods' reactions, he looked at the projection in front of him, and landed on the four figures in the battle area, with an expectant smile in his eyes.

These four people are the "super geniuses" who have stood out from hundreds of millions of swordsmanship cultivation in the past thirty years, and each of them has walked out of their own path in swordsmanship, which has brought a lot of surprises to Leo.

……

The continent of Farland, the top of the world, hangs above the ring.

The wind and snow kept blowing down, and soon, it became a land of ice and snow.

In the battle area, the "White Sword Master" raised his hand and held the long sword at his waist.

His sword was of a very peculiar shape, between a short sword and a long sword, and the hilt was a star-shaped structure of pure white and flawless.

As his hand made contact with the hilt of the sword, an invisible wave spread out in an instant.

This fluctuation is not energy, but a natural law that exists between heaven, earth and man.

Its name, the power of waves.

It is something similar to the realm of heaven and man, but the essence is completely different.

Blue-white thunderbolts erupted from the Confessional Sword Saint.

At the same time, three other directions.

The giant girl stretched out her hands, holding a red sword burning with raging flames in her left hand and a blue sword in her right hand that escaped extreme cold, and slowly stepped forward, her steps light like a dance.

The werewolf youth roared wildly, the sky was full of wind and snow, and the majestic and indescribable blood gushed from his body, covering his eyes, his body, as well as his armor and weapons, with a layer of extremely rich blood, he dragged the giant sword, and after a few simple steps, he jumped up in the air, and the blood and qi giant sword in his hand smashed into the "White Sword Saint" in the center of the battle area.

In the last direction, the young man with an ordinary face who arrived at the scene was still standing in place with the long sword at his waist in his hand, however, there were sword weapons of different shapes, short swords, long swords, big swords, and giant swords...... Hundreds of handles, constantly spinning rapidly around him.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the wolf youth's bloody giant sword collided with the White Sword Saint first.

The blood and the blue-white thunder and lightning poured into each other, and for a while, they were evenly matched, and no one could help anyone.

The energy began to retract, condensed on the surface of the body, and the bloody qi giant sword in the wolf boy's hand fell with a bang, and everywhere he passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, and the pieces of space fragments were full of escaping blood and qi.

The wolf youth and the white sword saint went to war, and on the other side, the giant dancer and the long sword youth also collided.

One red and one blue, one ice and one water, the two-color entwined sword tracks crossed a series of graceful arcs in mid-air, like a sword dance, but full of extreme killing power.

The space touched by the twin swords was first burned to a dark red, then frozen into deep ice, and between ice and fire, an indescribable force of destruction burst out, making it difficult to recover from the shattered space for a while.

Compared to the magnificence of the giant dancer, the counterattack of the longsword youth is very common.

He simply drew his sword and slashed.

Then, the phantoms of different kinds of swords around him rushed out, forming a torrent of sword intent, slashing towards the attacking double sword of ice and fire.

"Boom!"

The terrifying roar and shock wave were incessantly generated, and the many Titled Sword Saints who had originally retreated to the edge of the levitating ring to watch the battle had no choice but to continue to retreat until they withdrew from the ring and were suspended in the distant sky.

Such a terrifying battle made them deeply aware that the gap between fellow swordsmen was sometimes greater than the gap between humans and gods.

Who are those three characters whose strength is comparable to that of the "White Sword Saint"? Why have they never heard of the existence of these three people over the years?

Regardless of what these titled Sword Saints think, in the battle area, the battle became more and more intense.

At the peak of the battle, the wolf youth had completely lost his human form, and a huge amount of blood qi condensed into a blood armor around him, and at the same time, a blood beast phantom appeared behind him, and every time he attacked, the blood beast phantom would launch an attack together, making his slash comparable to two at a time, and with a strong erosion of blood qi.

In the face of the wolf youth's wild slash, the White Sword Saint did not fall behind.

The endless white-blue lightning was triggered to the extreme, turning into the purest azure color, and constructing the body of a Ming King.

As the King of Thunder and Lightning, he controls the power of fluctuations and wields the Sword of Punishment.

This is the heavy attack form of the "White Sword Master", the highest meaning of his swordsmanship to this day.

"Boom!"

The collision between the dark red blood qi and the azure thunder and lightning became more and more intense and high, and on the side of the giant dancer and the long sword youth, the battle also came to a high level.

The sword qi extended from the red and blue feet, and when it danced, it was like two rings constantly rotating in mid-air, the more and more two-color rings, the brighter and brighter, and in the end, as far as the eye could see, it was a sword dance.

And the way the young man with the long sword responds is to throw the long sword in his hand.

The long sword was stuck in the air, and countless huge sword shadows formed around it, and then it fell with a bang, forming a sword formation with a radius of thousands of meters.

In the sword array, countless sword streamers reflected each other, and the red and blue sword dances clashed constantly.

For a whole hour, hanging on a high platform, the roar continued.

In the end, when the noise subsided, what came into the eyes of the titled Sword Saints who watched the battle was such a scene:

The wolf youth's blood qi giant sword slashed the body of the White Sword Saint out of dense cracks, as if it could collapse at any time.

And Lang Young Man himself, in front of his left heart and chest, was also pierced by a pure blue long sword, piercing deeply into the ground.

On the other side, the giant dancer stopped dancing with her twin swords, and there were countless sword marks all over her body, which not only hurt the surface of her body, but also cut into her soul.

The situation of the young man with the long sword was slightly better, but the clothes on his upper body were all gone, revealing a body that could not heal and was injured by the power of ice and fire.

"Bang!"

The wolf youth stretched out his hand, grasped the pure blue long sword that ran through his chest, pinched it hard, crushed it, and then left without looking back.

The Giant Dancer sighed lightly: "After all, it's still a little inferior." ”

As the voice echoed, her tall figure melted into the wind and snow and disappeared without a trace.

The exit of the wolf youth and the giant dancer means that the two voluntarily admit defeat and admit that their skills are inferior.

Of course, this does not mean that they think that their own path is inferior to others, but that the depth of their cultivation is not enough, which is why they are defeated today.

In the battle area, the White Sword Saint, whose body was covered with cracks, stepped forward and walked towards the center, while the long sword youth whose upper body was covered with the scars of the power of ice and fire also stepped in.

The two looked at each other at a distance of 100 meters, and for a while, even the wind and snow were silent.

"Dandy, no, call you big brother, over the years, it's still this title, and it's the ...... I'm most familiar with."

A soft sigh came from the mouth of the White Sword Saint, and he took off his mask, revealing a face that had long been destroyed beyond recognition.

With his realm, he could naturally repair his face as before, but he didn't do that, but let it be kept, as if he was commemorating something.

"That year, you took me and Phyllis to the Inheritance Sword Monument, and since then, we have followed you all the way, practicing swordsmanship, and fighting against the pursuit of the temple."

"Time flies so fast, and it's been twenty years since Phyllis died at the hands of the Temple."

"Big brother, I'm actually very grateful to you, if it weren't for you, maybe I wouldn't have had the opportunity to come into contact with swordsmanship so early."

"But I hate you too. If it weren't for her proximity to you, Phyllis wouldn't have been captured by the temple until she eventually died. ”

"Thirty years have passed, and now, I have practiced my kendo."

"Big brother, please advise."

After a long silence, the young man with the long sword, no, it should be Dandy, made a swordsman's salute towards the White Sword Saint opposite: "Please advise." ”

The sound fell, and the sword came out.

The pure blue thunder that exploded and the clear sword roared in a final collision.

When the dust settled, only Dandy and the White Sword Saint sat back to back on the ground in the levitating ring.

Dandy looked up at the sky quietly, and the White Sword Saint leaning on him had fallen into a coma.

……

Outside the Farlan Continent, Leo stared at the scene in front of him, a heartfelt smile on the corner of his mouth.

Dandy, White Sword Master, Giant Dancer, Wolf Youth.

In the thirty years of swordsmanship cultivation in these four people, they have each embarked on different paths.

The wolf youth was born in the wilderness and jungle, after coming into contact with the sword, he fought with the Mengbeast and even the demonic beast all day long, and finally went deep into the blood abyss, returned from nine deaths, and finally achieved his own swordsmanship and blood.

The Giant Dancing Girl is the princess of the Giant Clan of the Farland Continent. Compared with ordinary giants, her height can be called "mini", but her heart is devoted to swordsmanship, and she has created the road of "sword dance", which is peerless.

The White Sword Saint, comprehending the sword in the heavenly thunder, comprehending the power of fluctuations, and becoming the sword path of fluctuations.

And Dandy, a young man born in an ordinary life, has been practicing swords for 30 years, no matter the frost or the scorching heat, he has never stopped, coupled with his superb understanding, he has realized the "way of the extreme sword" in hundreds of millions of sword swings.

Blood, Sword Dance, Waves, Extreme Sword.

There are four different kendo paths, which brought great touches to Leo.

Over the years, his consciousness often followed the four of them, quietly watching them practice swords.

Perception, verification, perception, verification......

Constant running-in, continuous experiments, and finally, his swordsmanship level came to a very wonderful level.

This is represented by the character panel, which is:

[Acquired Skills: Royal Swordsmanship (Celestial 10000/10000), Storm Swordsmanship (Celestial 10000/10000), Thousand Flame Swordsmanship (Celestial 10000/10000), Light Sword Technique (Celestial 10000/10000)......]

Reach full value, but do not progress.

Leo understood why this was the case.

Over the years, he has only realized, but real swordsmanship has always been obtained between life and death!

He raised his head, looked at the hundred gods in front of him, and slowly got up: "Defeat me, I will explain to you, otherwise, let Lao Tzu stay away!" ”

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