Chapter 1021 Swordsman, Ling Kill Thirteen Swords!

Let's ask the martial artists on the Lingyu Continent, who doesn't want to break their own shackles, break through to one new realm after another, and then become a truly admired and powerful powerhouse?

Listening to what Ao Shuang said, Lei sighed proudly: "Hey, Brother Ao, I'll be honest with you, the reason why I can use the realm of a low-level spirit king is that I have two and a half million catties of flesh ~ body, except for the advantage of innate divine power in the early stage, and my own physique is a little different from ordinary people, I don't know how many spirit beast essence blood I have refined, how many body refining pills I have swallowed......

It can be said that Lei Proud's flesh ~ body and physical strength are relying on the spirit beast essence blood and body refining pills to 'pull' up, and he is only twenty-four years old this year, it is the golden age of a martial artist with great promotion, with the cultivation conditions of the Blue Sun Dao Sect, the future road will definitely not be unexpected.

Compared with ordinary disciples, he does have many advantages, but if he is really compared with a real Tianjiao Fengchu like Ao Shuang, it seems to be a level worse.

Those who cultivate fight with people, fight with the sky, and fight with the earth!

The martial artists of the Spirit King Realm have been able to have hundreds of years of life, a lot of time, enough time for them to squander wantonly, whether it is to continue to explore the path of cultivation, or to devote themselves to the world, to join a certain big family or royal family, a lifetime of glory and wealth is the most basic.

But on the contrary, if he wants to continue to go further on the path of cultivation, then what he has paid is definitely not that, in addition to enduring the pain and loneliness that ordinary people can't experience, he must also have a martial artist's heart that is not afraid of a qiē and can never stop.

Heaven will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically.

The path of a martial artist, in addition to being a struggle against one's own fate, is not a breakthrough? Without paying, and blindly asking for returns, it is simply impossible, and it is exactly the same as the original truth of tempering the physical body and refining spiritual power.

The morning fungus does not know the obscurity, the mole cricket does not know the spring and autumn, the frog at the bottom of the well, how can it say the sea?

But for those world-class powerhouses whose lives are to reach 10,000 years at every turn, what is the value of a mere hundreds of years of life? Looking at the past and present, it is not the emperor of the world who can really leave a name for a hundred generations, nor a certain famous general, but the real powerhouses who stand proudly at the pinnacle.

The demon emperor of the demon clan, the purple-eyed water unicorn under his crotch, stepped on the seven demon steps to the sky, and stepped out of the emperor's road in seven steps!

The Emperor of the Five Elements of the Human Race, with the spiritual roots of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and holding the Five Dragon Sword, has become an emperor through the sky!

In addition to the two Emperor Realm powerhouses, there are also those Demon Ancestors, Thousand Hands Demon Sound, Mighty Demon Gang, Ice Saint, Proud Immortal Saint, Yan King, Yellow Dragon Great Sage, Moon Immortal Saintess, Feng Lantian and so on......

These real powerhouses have either created a great force that has been inherited for thousands of years, or have done something against the sky that shocked the world, and no matter what, one thing is for sure is that only they can be truly remembered by everyone.

How many martial artists regard them as their own goals, cultivate hard for them, and even do not hesitate to pay the price of their own lives, can they know the word regret? But once they step on the martial arts, it is as deep as the sea, and it is in vain to turn back!

And these thoughts that suddenly popped up in Tong Guò's heart, Ao Shuang also thought of a lot, he found that he couldn't ask others with personal standards, every martial artist has his own path to follow, just like Motian has never given himself any spiritual skills or secret methods except for teaching himself "Trapped Dragon Fist", in terms of the relationship between the two, as long as he speaks, can Motian not teach him?

It's just that as Motian said, only with your own hands can you fight for a piece of sky that belongs only to you!

It's the same as your own selective cultivation of spiritual skills, it's not that the best spiritual skills are the most useful for yourself, on the contrary, even if it's just a human-level spiritual skill, it has a considerable effect on improving your combat effectiveness, and that Ao Shuang will also cultivate.

"Lan Qing, after helping you this time, you and I have nothing to do with each other. ”

At this moment, on the stone platform representing the Wind and Rain Pavilion, a young man with a broad-bladed giant sword diagonally on his back and an extremely resolute face slowly stood up, I don't know if it was an illusion or how, he stood up, and the disciples in the audience suddenly felt that the entire martial arts platform was wrapped in wisps of fine sword qi.

On the martial arts platform, he felt the change of airflow in the air, and his arrogant expression also changed from the original indifference to coldness, and he looked at the source along the trajectory of the sword qi, all kinds of sword qi came from the body of the young man standing in the air on the stone platform of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

"Friend, what do you call it?"

"Ling Kill Thirteen Swords, Swordsman. ”

In the young man's voice, there seemed to be a trace of fierce sword intent, and the next moment, everyone only felt that a sword light appeared, and the swordsman who was still standing on the stone platform of the Wind and Rain Pavilion just now had already crossed the void of dozens of zhang in one step, and came not far in front of Ao Shuang.

"But an objective guest, a sword that kills?"

The sword eyebrows were sharp, and the arrogant eyes narrowed slightly, this swordsman is not simple.

"The sword that kills, the guest officer's guest? That's right! It's a pity, today I came to power, not as a guest, nor for murder, but only for the sword in my hand!"

Different from ordinary Fengyu Pavilion disciples, the clothes worn by the swordsman were not the kind of dark purple robes that could be seen everywhere, but a black power suit, and the wide-bladed giant sword that straddled diagonally behind his back revealed the hilt of the sword inlaid with several seemingly extremely mysterious spirit stones.

And what the phrase 'just for the sword in hand' means, perhaps in addition to the swordsman, only Lan Qing knows.

In addition to the massive spirit stones and disciple contribution points, there are no less than ten martial artists who are good at using swords to compete with him, and the reason why he was able to finally stand out and have it was Lan Qing who helped him a lot.

For this matter, he also promised Lan Qing to help her do three things.

And this competition with Aoshuang is the last of the three things.

"Swordsman!The twentieth person on the "Magnificent List" is known as the 'Ling Sword King', but everyone is more familiar with his famous stunt, Ling Killing Thirteen Swords!"

Seeing the swordsman on stage, there was an exclamation in the audience, different from the last fifty in "The Magnificent Appearance", the top fifty, especially the top twenty elite disciples, basically don't show up much in ordinary times, but whenever they show up, they can cause everyone to be amazed.

Besides, at this time, the person who wants to compete with the swordsman is still arrogant!

"Ling Kill Thirteen Swords?Hehe, do you know the broad-bladed giant sword behind him?This giant sword, called Broken Heaven, is said to be a heaven-level top-level spiritual weapon that can almost reach the saint level, it is incredible, Lan Qing can even ask a swordsman to move, this time Ao Shuang, it may really be a little dangerous. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, half a year ago, the twentieth person who was originally on the "Magnificent List", the merry boy Zuo You, who was known as the 'Jun King', was fighting with the swordsman on the point general's platform, and Zuo Youliang at that time was about to reach the realm of a high-level spirit king. ”

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Listening to everyone's remarks, the corners of Ao Shuang's mouth curled slightly.

"No matter why, I'm standing on the stage and you're coming up, so there must be someone who can't stand and go down. ”

The next moment, Ao Shuang included the Heaven Splitting Blood Halberd into the source of ten thousand crocodiles, and with a little bend of his fingers, a sword-type spirit weapon suddenly shot out from the space ring on his left index finger, and was neatly suspended in the void behind his body, a full eight long swords, the shape and spirit were not the same, but the hidden and fierce sword intent in it made people frown slightly every time they felt it.

"A universal sword intent. ”

The swordsman with a cold face stared at the eight long swords in the void behind Ao Shuang, and the broad-bladed giant sword behind him was also trembling violently, making a 'bang, bang, bang' sound, seeing this scene, the entire mountain peak fell into a boiling state again, this is the duel between masters they dreamed of seeing.

Although it has not yet begun, the battle has begun secretly.

"You just smashed the strength test stone, and I'll allow you a stick of incense to recover. ”

"No, I'm at my peak at any time. ”

"I want to fight with you at your peak. ”

"I'm afraid of you, I can't force me to be at my peak. ”

In fact, from the first time he saw the swordsman, Ao Shuang felt that this young man was not simple, not just now, but when he had just come to the top of this mountain peak and saw Lan Qing and the dozen or so elite disciples sitting cross-legged behind her, because even if he hit the red color on the spiritual power test stone, he could not make this young man's expression change anything.

Just with this state of mind that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, it can illustrate a problem, to be among the top 20 people in "The Magnificent List", this swordsman is by no means an ordinary vulgar person.

Hearing this, the cold meaning in the swordsman's eyes also became more and more intense.

Almost at the same time, snowflakes fell in the sky, to be exact, it was early spring, so this snow seemed to be the last snow of the year.

The corners of his lips moved slightly, and the swordsman was about to say something, but Ao Shuang took the lead and said.

"The time of one stick of incense, the time of one stick of incense, I don't want to spoil this last snow. ”

After speaking, Ao Shuang slowly closed his eyes in front of everyone, and the aura around him also calmed down, as if there was no swordsman standing in front of him at all.