Chapter 124: A Sword Back to Basics

The sword mound has a unique stunt, called the burial swordsmanship, with its own blood as a guide, burning the vitality in the body, making the strength instantly increase more than five times, and the induction of the sword is clearer, the sword intent and sword qi instantly increase several times, every move, all contain the heavenly way of the sword, and the sword intent is self-contained between the waves. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It is said that this burial swordsmanship is the first generation of the sword mound from the hands of a sword immortal at the peak of the immortals, has always been the sword mound is the most proud of the unique stunt, nearly two hundred years across the rivers and lakes of the country, has been relying on this independent martial arts leader, no one dares to touch its edge, and the name of the sword mound also comes from the meaning of this burial swordsmanship.

Seeing that these twenty sword mound swordsmen forcibly improved their strength at the cost of their own lives, feeling the abundant and turbulent sword intent between heaven and earth, Zhu Chenhuan frowned slightly, he squinted at these black-and-white swordsmen whose faces were as pale as paper, but who were full of sword intent and murderous intent, suddenly, his brows stretched, and the smile on his face became more and more strange.

"It turned out to be this kind of method that hurt the fundamentals, since the time I set foot on the land of Fengyun Country, I have been hearing how the sword mound burial swordsmanship is good, and I originally wanted to feel it, but now it seems that it turned out to be this kind of inferior method, I really don't know how much the sword immortal who gave you the first head of the house hates you, and I wish you were dead. ”

Zhu Chenhuan's words were ruthless, showing the meaning of thinness and coolness, the middle-aged swordsman heard this, as if he had been insulted by the sky, his originally pale face instantly turned red, only to see him swallow a mouthful of sweet blood to his throat, his eyes flashed with a hideous look, raised his sword together, and said in a dignified voice: "Insult my sword mound ancestors, and be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

As soon as the words came out, the twenty sharp swords were arranged according to the five elements of the gossip, and the sword was surging, and the coercion between heaven and earth was suddenly revealed, even the soldiers who were watching from the city wall in the distance couldn't stop the wind at this time, and hurriedly hid to the edge of the wall to avoid the wind mixed with a little sword qi that could not be resisted.

Although Zhu Chenhuan said lightly, his face was full of disdain and ridicule, but in fact, he was more cautious than ever in his heart. But Zhu Chenhuan knew that if it weren't for the fact that his Hongmeng Creation Technique had reached the fourth level of the realm of Living Water, the vitality in his body could be endless, and he would have to retreat due to the exhaustion of his vitality now, where could he still have the heart to resist with the sword mound swordsmen of the seven hundred strong brigades who seemed to be quite powerful, but in fact the danger was even more dangerous?

said annoying words in a tone of affection, one is to deliberately provoke this group of lackeys of the court, and on the other hand, it is also the truth, a sect stands in the world by virtue of the inferior exercises that will inevitably die if you use it once, and it has also reached the position of the leader of the martial arts, which cannot but be said to be a tragedy in the rivers and lakes of Fengyun Country.

There are thousands of exercises in the world, but which one is not down-to-earth, step by step, and keeps moving forward? Although the speed will be slower, but the victory lies in being solid and steady, but the swordsmanship of the sword mound, not to mention this burial swordsmanship, even if it is just a combination of techniques, it is full of flaws, personal strength is limited, and it is vain and powerless to stop moving forward, even if the sword formation is strong, no matter how much it can improve its strength, the personal base is zero, even if it is multiplied by 10,000 times, it is also zero.

Zhu Chenhuan exhaled a breath of white turbidity lightly, his face was calm, and his expression did not change in the face of the mortal death who wanted to take his life from all directions.

In this world, although you can break through mountains and rivers with your hands, and you can also be full of sword energy when you lift a sword, but those are just some small tricks learned by stealing teachers, and they are not your true skills.

He closed his eyes, his mind condensed, and his mind recalled the indifferent man in purple he met when he had not yet transformed, and the man gave him a Nine-Turn Great Returning Pill to help him transform into a shape, and gave him his first name, Zhu Gangguan, and at the same time gave him the Nine-Tooth Nail Rake, a weapon that had accompanied him for thousands of years.

At that time, Zhu Gangguan had just taken shape, and his mind was still like a blank piece of paper, saying that he was favored as a teacher and should be worshipped, but that person was arrogant and did not accept it, and only said that he was reckless and reckless, it was for the same root, and the Tao could not be messed up, but in Zhu Gangguana's heart, that person was already his own teacher.

Zhu Gangguan has never known the name of that person, only that he often wears purple clothes, his hair is like a flowing spring, his eyes are dazzling, and his demeanor is overwhelming, but he is more chic than his current self, and he is really chic and not like a man.

After giving the name and giving the nail rake, the person left like a meteor, the pig has never seen this person since then, and then apprenticed to Tang Seng, after experiencing many ups and downs, now to think about it, but I feel that there were many things strange at that time, but time has passed, many things have long been forgotten, but the purple clothes are so clear and warm.

Zhu Chenhuan stretched out his right hand, and the ancient sword behind him suddenly trembled, and suddenly saw the blue light flashing, and the magic sword was in his hand.

When the man in purple gave the nine-toothed nail rake to Zhu Gangguana, he also taught Zhu Gangguan a trick exercise, he said that everything in the world is one law, there is nothing in the hand, you can collapse the sky with a fist, there is a nail rake in your hand, you can crack the ground with a rake, there is a sword in your hand, and you can also cut the sky with a sword.

It's a pity that the pig at that time was focused on the fairy in white clothes, and he didn't seriously understand that move.

Zhu Chenhuan opened his eyes, and saw that one sword in front of him turned into two swords, two swords turned into four swords, and four swords turned into ten thousand swords, the sky was full of sword blades.

The only sword formation in the sword mound that can make Zhu Chenhuan's eyes shine - Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect.

Looking at the nine heavens in the distance, the clouds were scattered by ten thousand swords, although it was pitch dark night, ten thousand swords reflected the light of the bright moon, shining thousands of miles, the children in the city looked up, only the sun rose.

The twenty sword mound swordsmen around him, the sharp swords in their hands flew out of their palms, and they spit out a mouthful of blood, and their qi was intermittent, and they quickly became weak, but this formation of ten thousand swords returning to the sect was more and more murderous, and the sword intent was monstrous.

"This time, I'm going to leave you with no bones!"

The middle-aged swordsman roared angrily, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs slumped to the ground weakly, but there was a happy and hideous smile on his face.

Ten thousand swords return to the sect and belong to one sect.

Zhu Chenhuan faced the ten thousand swords in front of him alone, but his expression did not change in the slightest, only to see him gently raise the moment sword in his hand that looked simple and abnormal, but this slow and gentle slash looked soft and weak, as if he did not use a trace of strength, but in fact, after this sword was cut out, the entire world was still in an instant.

Zhu Chenhuan took it with one blow, he glanced at the sword mound swordsmen who were paralyzed on the ground with a look of great fear at first, but then they were surprised, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he jumped out of the city ten miles away, and then stepped out, and saw the hidden evil extermination holy array in the city, thought about it, waved down with a sword, and after breaking the formation, he stepped out again, and then he walked out of this city that everyone was afraid of.

At the moment when Zhu Chenhuan stepped out of the city, the ten thousand swords between heaven and earth seemed to be stationary. Ten thousand swords become a thousand swords, a thousand swords return to a hundred swords, a hundred swords return to ten swords, and when they fall to the ground, there are only twenty sharp swords on the ground with bent tips.

The middle-aged swordsman with a weak breath who seemed to be dying at any time closed his eyes and recalled Zhu Chenhuan's sword that had just returned to the basics, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and when he opened his eyes again, there was no hatred in his eyes, only a trace of understanding and unwillingness.

"It turns out that this is the best kendo ......"

The murmur of the voice faded into the wind. The swords all over the ground were buzzing and trembling at this moment, and their voices were whimpering, as if crying.

The sword mound swordsman died, and the sword was folded together!

Zhu Chenhuan stopped ten miles north of the city, and in an instant, after the tip of the sword entered the ground one foot, he stood up straight in an instant, his face was completely bloodless, and the qi in his body was also exhausted.

Feeling the clutter in his body, Zhu Chenhuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh bitterly: "Playing a majestic role, the price is too great." (To be continued.) )