Chapter Seventy-Eight: Where Is the Way?
"Oh!" Around the main hall, all the people who saw Wu Daoming's state at the moment all exclaimed.
This martial arts performance in front of the emperor is also the highest level of martial arts event in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and almost all the top masters in the world have arrived. From the eyes of these people, it is naturally not difficult to see that the current Wu Daoming has really woken up. It was like a dusty sword that wiped away the dust and rust from the sword, and bloomed with dazzling sword light again.
The current Wu Daoming can really be worthy of his nickname of "Wind Chasing Sword God", and he can be regarded as a great master who has truly entered the consummation!
"Hahahaha! Sure enough, it's worthy of the Wind Chasing Sword God! Amazing, really powerful! Loose Faction...... Haha! What kind of means are you not good at? You actually want to shake Wu Jianshen's state of mind with words. How about it? Eat the consequences, don't you?deserve it!" Yan Hou, who was sitting on the fifth floor, laughed the most happily at this time, and praised Wu Daoming in his mouth, completely forgetting how Wu Daoming scolded "incompetent waste" when he fell into chaos under He Zhi's words.
And in front of the main hall, on the seats belonging to the warriors, the warriors sitting on the highest seats couldn't help but be slightly moved.
"Wu Daoming's sword heart is complete. One of them, dressed in a cyan brocade robe, had a clear appearance, and looked extremely serious, nodded and said.
"The sword heart is perfect, and the realm is also complete. It's a pity that there is no road ahead. Where is the Dao? The Dao is finished!" Opposite the middle-aged man in brocade clothes, another martial artist who was already drunk and looked free and easy shook his head at a few companions around him with a smile.
And on the higher floor behind these two people, there is only one person sitting behind several cases.
It was a white-clad swordsman with a spotless swordsman underneath him.
He sat upright, with only a sword straddling his lap, as if he had been with him for eternity. Except for the sword, he was alien to everything around him, as if he had transcended the world, and nothing in the world could leave a trace in his heart.
Only the emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty, who was dressed in the robes of the Yellow Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, bowed his head slightly and asked him about it, so that this ethereal white-clothed swordsman could return to the world in a trance.
"At this time, Wu Daoming can be called the god of the sword. The white-clothed swordsman smiled, and the emperor not far away said, "It's just that he took the wrong path in the first half of his life." If you force a breakthrough, the way of the sword will not be complete, and you can only end up empty-handed. Now that I have been drunk, I know that I am pursuing the perfection of the sword, but after all, I have to pay the price, and I can only cut off my own way. Unless there is an incredible adventure in the future, the martial arts of this life will only stop there. ”
"I see. The Emperor bowed his head slightly and sat back.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Daoming, who suddenly had an epiphany, but no one knew that He Zhi was eager to slap himself in the mouth!
I'll make you a slap in the face! I'll tell you to pretend to be a force! Let's get rid of it? I'll turn a fake sword god into a real sword god! What should I do? Look at what you do now! He Zhi couldn't stop laughing at himself in his heart.
knew that he was casually pretending to be forced, and the few words he used to hit Wu Daoming's soul would really wake him up, and He Zhi would definitely not do this if he was killed!
But the matter has come to this point, and He Zhi also knows that even if he is annoyed and regretted, it is impossible to change the result. Looking at Wu Daoming in the state of "True Sword God", He Zhi could only desperately turn his brain.
The aura on Wu Daoming's body now is too dangerous. He Zhi used his ass to know how amazing the sword that Wu Daoming was brewing would be. Regretting Wu Daoming's sword, He Zhi was not at all sure.
Not to mention that He Zhi is only the third level of the Fighting Fa now, even if He Zhi cultivates the third level of the Fighting Fa to the Dacheng realm, he will definitely not resist Wu Daoming's next blow.
However, what should I do if I don't carry it down? Do you want to tell Wu Daoming that I just talked nonsense casually? If you say that, I'm afraid that Wu Daoming will only strike immediately and hack himself to death with a desperate sword!
What should I do? He Zhi's mind turned, and his expression suddenly moved.
That's right! Wu Daoming is asking for the Tao! Then just point him the way! Don't we just have a ready-made Tao in our hands to point out to him?
Thinking of this, He Zhi suddenly felt that his eyes suddenly opened up. Although it still can't be ruled out that Wu Daoming really slashed it with a sword, He Zhi feels that his possibility of breaking the game has at least doubled!
The next moment, He Zhi's body was filled with a momentum like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the heavens and the earth were falling.
As soon as He Zhi's momentum changed, all the martial artists sitting in the highest rows in the main hall noticed it. Several people let out a sound of confusion, and their eyes turned to He Zhi to look.
Regarding the changes in He Zhi's qi machine, Wu Daoming, who was facing He Zhi, naturally felt more obvious.
He suddenly felt that He Zhi's breath was like an endless sea, enveloping him in an instant. And he himself has become a small boat in the middle of the sea. Dark clouds were pressing down on his head all around, and a catastrophe was brewing that could destroy him!
This terrifying momentum pressure made Wu Daoming can't help but sweat. To be honest, if the two of them fought normally, under such terrifying pressure, it would be impossible for Wu Daoming to hold on! He couldn't help but slash out with a sword a long time ago, trying to break the momentum with his strength.
But now, Wu Daoming's reaction is exactly what He Zhi wants. He is bent on seeking the Tao, and his persistence in "seeking the Tao" has even transcended life and death! Therefore, He Zhi has put so much pressure on him, and Wu Daoming will also suffer it, and he will never take the lead in making a move.
He Zhi suddenly threw a punch through half of the hall, as if thunder fell, illuminating the dark clouds and tearing the heavens and the earth!
"Drink!" Under the traction of the qi machine, Wu Daoming's sword was also reflexively slashed. His eyes widened, he took another step, and the whole person rose into the air, and at the same time, the long sword was unsheathed, like an angry Jiao who wanted to cross the catastrophe of Jackie Chan, and he soared into the air without fear in the face of the catastrophe!
It's just that the distance between Jiaolong and the Heavenly Tribulation is too far, even if it rushes straight up against the Heavenly Tribulation, it is still a line behind, and the two do not collide head-on.
However, for Wu Daoming, it doesn't matter at all! What he asked for was not really to fight He Zhi to the death, all he wanted was the road! Although He Zhi was only a blow in the air, Wu Daoming could clearly feel the qi traction in it, and the "Dao Yun" that He Zhi couldn't understand, couldn't imagine, and goosebumps came out all over his body!
The thunder fell, He Zhi's fist erupted again, and the hall was like a black cloud pressing down, a violent storm, and a huge wave was monstrous! The dragon that Wu Daoming had transformed was completely shrouded in this amazing heavenly might, and there was nowhere to hide in the heavens and the world!
The dragon rushed left and right, and the sword light sizzled continuously, tearing apart the dark clouds and breaking through the huge waves. But the power of heaven and earth is endless, as if a huge rope strangled the dragon, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape from this heaven and earth, and could not escape from this prison!