Chapter Eighty-Five: A Sword Becomes Infinite
Catch Chen Feiyao from the Dao Yuan, put her down, and then take the pill to Hu Lie, although the whole process is not long, but it is not short, the strange thing is that the two of them were a little stunned during this time, indifferently watching him finish everything, until those eyes fell on him, and then he suddenly woke up.
The two glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of shock and incredulity in each other's eyes.
What is the origin of this kid? Why does he give himself such a strong sense of oppression? Judging from the momentum he revealed, his strength is obviously only at the peak of refining the Void Realm! But the technique and strength of throwing out the weapon just now, even if it were changed to either of the two of them now, he would definitely not be able to do it...... No wonder the master wants us to be careful, among the younger generation of this first martial arts academy, there is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, which should not be underestimated.
"You ......"
Just when the white-shirted young man wanted to say something, he saw Dao Yuan stretch out his hand, and the black giant sword shook twice, instantly broke out of the wall, and flew back into his hand as if it had a spirit.
This hand was much more clever than the weapon throwing just now, and the eyes of the two became more and more solemn, secretly regarding Dao Yuan as a real opponent worthy of matching.
"There's nothing to say between us, you guys, are you ready?" Dao Yuan stood quietly on the ground, and the sword of life and death pointed at the two of them from afar.
There was no special tone in this sentence, it was just an ordinary sentence, but both of them could hear the anger and hatred hidden in it. Especially the last sentence, naturally it is not to ask whether the two are ready to do it, but whether they are ready to die.
In the eyes of the two, this sentence is quite arrogant and arrogant, and it is simply an insult to themselves. The black-shirted young man was the first to hold back and shouted, "You have to pay the price for this sentence!
However, what answered him was a dark cloud, and the wind and rain were fierce.
It is the two moves in the Thunder Wind and Rain Sword - Dark Cloud and Wind and Rain.
These two swordsmanship were transformed by Dao Yuan, and they were synthesized into one move, and the momentum and foreshadowing in the sword moves were completely abandoned, and it was directly the most essential killing intent. The fierce and terrifying meaning of the wind and rain and dark clouds came out of thin air, as if someone had forcibly pulled him from another world, breaking through the void, ignoring the distance, and appeared in front of the two of them in an instant.
That kind of violent and decisive killing intent made the two of them break out in a cold sweat in an instant, they couldn't have imagined that such a young boy could comprehend swordsmanship to such a state! Shouldn't this be a realm that only a grandmaster who has swordsmanship soaked in the realm of Dacheng can have?
"Demons Dance!"
"Crazy Demon Devouring the Sky!"
In the face of this overwhelming killing intent, the two of them sacrificed their most powerful swordsmanship at the first time, the Bloodthirsty Demon Shadow Sword.
The wind, rain, thunderclouds and bloodthirsty demon light collided in one place in an instant, countless sword qi flew vertically and horizontally, and the dense and piercing sound of gold and iron echoed in the building, wave after wave of energy spread out to the surroundings, dust and stone chips flew all over the sky, stirring and rolling, and the hard bluestone ground that had been reinforced by the formation had a radius of several zhang, like tofu cut by a fast knife, and a thick layer disappeared in an instant.
There was no temptation, and there was no hand left, just the first touch, and the battle was already at the extreme.
In the endless sonic boom, the three figures instantly separated.
After a moment of silence......
"It can't be!"
Looking at the huge wound on his chest that slanted from his shoulder to his waist, and the large amount of blood gushing out, the black boy screamed in disbelief while holding several big points in front of him like the wind to prevent the blood from continuing to flow out.
At the moment when the three swords intersected, he suddenly found that the opponents in front of him had become dozens, each of them holding a black giant sword, slashing at himself, and his own swordsmanship with both offense and defense failed to completely block this seemingly ordinary attack, if it weren't for the sword intent of the life and death sword that his companion deviated from at the critical moment, this time, he would be split in half by the Dao Yuan, no accident!
If it weren't for the huge pain, the black-shirted boy almost thought that he was hallucinating.
Stunned looking at the long sword with only the hilt left in his hand, the white-shirted young man's face turned pale, a bloodshot appeared from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground under his feet, he stared at Dao Yuan with wide eyes, and asked, "How did you do it?"
With the same strength, self-confidence is higher than the opponent's unknown combat experience, combined with the strength of the two, they were injured within one move, and one of them was almost divided, not to mention that others don't believe it, even the white-shirted young man who is the person concerned feels unimaginable and unacceptable!
Could it be that this young man, like the two of himself, actually used some means to change and suppress his body shape and strength?
When Lei Luo next to him saw it, he immediately shouted excitedly, pulling his neck and shouting: "Okay! That's it! The boss is mighty! The boss is amazing! Don't give me face, teach these two turtle bastards a good lesson! Let them know why Hua'er is like this...... Ahem...... So red...... Ahem...... It hurts so much......"
Hu Lie's face was solemn, his eyes were low, he knew that the so-called wounding a thousand people, self-damage eight hundred, although it was exciting for Dao Yuan to be able to hurt the enemy with one move, he must have suffered a certain amount of damage, but his appearance could not be seen for the time being.
"As I said, there's nothing to say between us......"
Dao Yuan's expression was still the same, and he said in a flat voice, and when his arm was lightly raised, a sharp sword intent appeared again.
"Wind and rain crack the sky!"
There was a long roar, and the swordsmanship of the two Thunder Wind and Rain Swords was synthesized by him into one move, and with the experience of the last time, this time it was more round, chic and calm.
At the beginning, when Hai Wuya explained this set of swordsmanship to him, he once said such a sentence intentionally or unintentionally: One sword comes out, thousands of wind and rain change, one is one, two is one, thousands of thousands are one, the complexity is simple, and the party is the highest.
At that time, Dao Yuan didn't understand the meaning, until the moment before the sword was drawn just now, he suddenly realized it in his heart. Maybe it's because of the mood improvement, maybe he wants to get rid of the guy who hurt his brother in the fastest way, or maybe it's both.
At that moment, this thought suddenly appeared in his mind, the clouds are born, the wind rises, and the rain falls, is the process too long? What if all three appear at the same time?
When the wind rises, the clouds are also born, and the rain will be emptied in the wind and clouds, and there is no reason to kill the machine, and the sword will become infinite.
At the same time, he suddenly remembered that there were similar words in the heart of Hongmeng Heavenly Dao Jue, but it was more obscure and esoteric.
These thoughts appeared between lightning and flint, and he vaguely felt that this method was feasible. Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, it was experimental, and with a hint of the feeling of being a ghost.
In fact, there is a great danger in doing so, if you misunderstand, or if the two swordsmanship are not well combined, the most important point is that he has caused the opponent to face it squarely, in this case, they will naturally not be careless to underestimate the enemy, then, the price of failure will be huge.
But, on the flip side, risky behavior can often be hugely rewarding. Moreover, his vague feeling was not whimsical and foolish dreams, but the traceable intuition brought about by previous battles, hard cultivation, and countless thoughts.
Fortunately, he succeeded, and because of this, he had a deeper understanding and experience, the so-called one thought, one hundred thoughts, what he got was not only the comprehension of this set of swordsmanship and seriously injured the enemy, but the deep understanding and comprehension of all other things.
As the saying goes, the soul is blessed, which is probably the current state of the Daoyuan.