Chapter 80: What the Sword Blade Pointed To
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Three streamers of light travel through the sky.
"Nangong is silent, you really gave away the secret treasure like this?" Xu Hanguang looked at Nangong silently, very puzzled.
In front of so many people, it's not good to ask directly.
"Shizun is no longer there, above the world, only he is the true descendant of the Dementor Sword Dao. ”
Nangong looked ahead without saying a word, standing steadily on top of the flying sword, a white robe fluttering in the wind.
"His soul dementor sword path has not yet been completed. Nangong said lightly, "The secret treasure is given to him, naturally so that he can grow up quickly and cultivate the soul dementor sword path to the fullest." Then, I will use the Soul Slaying Sword Dao to defeat him completely!"
Nangong was silent, and there was an incomparable sense of fanaticism.
"I want to prove to the world that my Soul Slaying Sword Dao is a hundred times better than the Soul Slaying Sword Dao!"
Master, you once said that I am too obsessed and will never be able to surpass your sword path in my life.
Now, you are no longer alive.
So, let's divide our kendo into a different way!
Nangong lowered his silent eyes, looking at the low winding canyon, as if he was looking at the scenery, but in fact he was looking at a person.
He was looking at Chen Mo.
He was looking forward to Chen Mo's growth.
"Chen Mo......" Cui Buxiao heard this name, and a rare hint of contemplation appeared on his smiling face, "Senior Sister Lu'er seems to care about him very much. ”
"Hehe, Cui doesn't laugh, you don't have a chance. Xu Hanguang sneered mercilessly, "People are in love with concubines, it's your turn to intervene?"
"No......" Cui Buxiao shook his head, remembering Fu Lu'er's glance and smile, his eyes were full of excited sparks, and he smiled, "Who knows about such a thing as feelings? ”
"Hmph, self-soothing. Xu Hanguang scolded, but found that Cui Buxiao didn't pay attention to him at all, his face was red, and he was obviously in reverie again.
"This kind of affection. Xu Hanguang scolded with a smile.
"Let him go," Nangong glanced at Cui Bu silently, "The whole person has entered the magic barrier, maybe everything is due to fate." When I met Chen Mo, and he met Fu Luer, they were all the cause and effect of the demonic obstacles in my heart, and if I crossed this hurdle, I would make progress. ”
Hearing this, Xu Hanguang pondered for a moment, and suddenly laughed.
He nodded and laughed, "You're right, Nangong is silent." My magic barrier is Chen Luo, to deal with this kind of magic barrier, there is only one word, slash!"
"You are so angry...... Nangong frowned silently, "It's not good for cultivation." ”
Xu Hanguang listened, smiled even more happily, his eyes flashed, and said: "Hahaha, Nangong is silent, I am just angry, my sword path is originally the main killing, I want to kill all the way to the peerless style!"
Nangong was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "With that one here, you may not be able to do it." ”
Xu Hanguang's smile stopped abruptly and became gloomy and cold.
"Don't worry, I won't lose again this time. ”
"I'm going to win him!"
The middle of the Sword Shrine world.
Like everywhere else, there are broken sword sheaths everywhere, and as far as the eye can see, it is a desolate Gobi.
There is not a hint of the breath of a living person.
Wang Meng meditated on the hilt of a broken sword, and Chen Luo stood aside, guiding him to condense the sword heart.
"Ten days of cultivation to become a sword heart is not realistic. Chen Luo said to him, "And Senior Brother Wang Meng, you have been practicing the "Martial Arts of the King" before, and you don't have a foundation in swordsmanship, and it is more difficult to condense into a sword heart. ”
"Senior Brother Chen Luo," Wang Meng's voice was very dull, as if he was holding his breath, "You know, I must win this gambling battle." ”
Chen Luo nodded and said, "I know that the outcome of this gambling battle is very important to you and me, and that secret vault is not simple, so you must get it back." So I'm going to give you an empowerment and help you to forcibly ascend to the realm, but it's going to be more painful. ”
"Pain?" Wang Meng laughed, and suddenly untied the robe on his body, exposing his chest, "Senior Brother Chen Luo, look at my body." ”
Chen Luo looked at Wang Meng, and his originally gentle face suddenly changed.
Wang Meng's body was covered with dense whip marks, and the blood eggplant on it had obviously been frozen for a long time, as if he had been beaten by someone for many years.
"It's ......"
"I was forced to practice by my father since I was a child, and I have already developed the habit of enduring pain. Wang Meng said lightly, "Pain? commonplace." ”
"Come on. Wang Meng didn't say anything more, put on his clothes, and his eyes lit up with determination.
"Good. Chen Luo nodded, "If you have such determination, you will definitely be able to defeat Chen Mo." ”
"I will give you an empowerment, and then I will pass on to you the Dragon Sword Chapter. ”
He raised one hand, and the spiritual power in the sky burst out from between his palms, burning fiercely.
With a snap, the big hand slapped Wang Meng's heavenly spirit cover.
Wang Meng roared, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and felt the sharp sword intent flowing into the sea of knowledge from the heavenly spirit cover, and he closed his eyes.
Wang Meng's body underwent earth-shaking changes, and such changes were accompanied by intense pain.
He endured in silence and sweated profusely.
Chen Luo gave him an empowerment for five days, and finally had to leave because the time limit had expired.
For five days, Wang Meng had spent the time in the severe pain caused by the sword intent raging all over his body, but there was a strange thought that was born in his sea of consciousness.
"There you go. Wang Meng felt it and was overjoyed.
He suddenly burst out of his powerful spiritual power, which had been accumulated for a long time, and it burst out in one day, which was not trivial.
The image of a sword appeared in his mind, and he visualized himself as a giant sword, sharp and irresistible.
Slowly, the phantom of a giant sword condensed above Wang Meng's head, and the sword qi scattered all the clouds in the sky, and the broken giant swords around him began to hum.
It is exactly the same as the appearance of Chen Mo and Fu Luer when they condensed into a sword heart.
"Drink!" Wang Meng shouted, rising into the sky, the spirit sword in his hand was entangled by fiery red spiritual power, like a blazing torch, bursting out with unprecedented power.
"You Dragon Sword, slash!" The long sword slashed out, and a fiery red sword qi flew out, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, slashing towards a Gobi in front of him.
There was a bang, and the three-zhang high Gobi was smashed into pieces.
"Kenshin Cheng. Wang Meng retracted his mind, and the phantom of the giant sword disappeared, "My sword heart is a huge sword heart, and it has a power bonus for the powerful sword moves that open and close. This 'Dragon Sword' has become more powerful in my hand. ”
He knew the advantage of his Kenshin.
"Now me, Chen Mo, can you still resist?" Wang Meng put away the spirit sword, his body jumped, and the whole person ran quickly, running towards the far east.
Near the Far Eastern Altar.
A young monk dressed in an ordinary disciple's Taoist robe and wearing a peach crown on his head was sitting cross-legged on the top of a ten-zhang high canyon, feeding on the essence of the sun and the moon, closing his eyes and concentrating on cultivation.
It was Chen Mo.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
"It's coming. Chen Mo stood up and looked down, a figure was galloping towards him.
"It came so fast that I didn't understand why, all of a sudden, that dream came again. Chen Mo muttered.
In the past few days, as he has advanced in his cultivation, he has felt more and more the call of his mind.
He understood that it was the Nine Heavenly God Buddha statue from his body.
"To unlock the shackles, you need a stronger cultivation, and at this pace, I always feel that only by stepping into the Void Spirit Realm can I unlock the second layer of shackles. ”
However, it was impossible for Chen Mo to reach the Void Spirit Realm in an instant now.
There is still a period of time when monasticism cannot be achieved overnight.
"This Nine Heavenly God Buddha statue seems to be as simple as not just having powerful exercises, it seems that there is some secret, you want to tell me. ”
Chen Mo dreamed again yesterday of the scene where blood flowed thousands of miles, the temple collapsed, and all the people mourned together.
This scene has not appeared in a long time.
It seems to be a calling, a portent.
Something big is going to happen.
"Chen Mo, I'm here. A voice suddenly sounded, it was Wang Meng, he sensed Chen Mo's existence, but he didn't see the latter.
"That's it, let's fight first. Chen Mo put aside his thoughts, his gaze returned to calm, and with a little foot, he stepped on the cliff from the top of the canyon above ten zhang, and fell in front of Wang Meng in a few breaths.
"You're up there. Wang Meng was a little surprised, Chen Mo actually dared to go to such a high place to practice before the Void Spirit Realm.
Without Edgeworth's ability to fly, this is extremely dangerous.
But Chen Mo looked like he was going up and down freely, and he was extremely relaxed. Wang Meng's expression was a little more solemn.
It seems that even if he condenses into a sword heart and breaks through to the eighth layer of the Spirit Fetus Realm, for Chen Mo, he can't help but mention the twelve points of spirit to be vigilant.
"Come on. Chen Mo said lightly and very casually.
"You draw your sword. Wang Meng frowned.
Chen Mo shook his head and didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.
"Huh. Seeing Chen Mo's attitude, Wang Meng thought that he had been despised and was furious in his heart, and immediately shouted, and a giant sword phantom suddenly floated above his head.
The wind suddenly rose, and the wind and sand were flying.
Wang Meng pulled out the spirit sword, and endless fiery red spiritual power floated all over his body, transforming into a flame sword god.
"Dragon Sword, Slash!"
As soon as he stepped on his feet, the entire earth trembled, and the spirit sword slashed out, and a fiery red sword qi with a width of a zhang slashed out, and the waves of qi rolled, and the heavens and the earth were scorched.
It is like a fire dragon was born, and heaven and earth were subdued.
Chen Mo's expression did not fluctuate, as if in his eyes, this sword was not worth mentioning.
Of course, it's not worth mentioning, the sword path he mastered has three hundred and sixty-five swords, and each sword has been recorded in the human sword spectrum, and it is the sword of the Great Dao.
Chen Mo jumped with his feet, slapped his hand, and the Qiyang Sword rose into the sky, like a dazzling sun.
He held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and above his head, a giant sword light and shadow engraved with all kinds of golden mystical Zen words suddenly appeared, scattering all the clouds in the sky, and suppressing Wang Meng's giant sword phantom shook.
"What is this?" Wang Meng's heart trembled, "I have never heard of such a strange sword heart. ”
"This is the Zen sword. Chen Mo said lightly, and drew his sword and slashed.
This sword was slashed out, Wang Meng saw a flash of golden light, and a golden dragon suddenly appeared, tearing Wang Meng's sword move to pieces, and then attacked fiercely.
Wang Meng was terrified and swung his sword desperately.
Rumble.
A figure flew out upside down, smashed through the cliff hard, and fell into it, not knowing life or death.
"You are not my enemy, and you are not worthy of me to draw my sword first. ”
Chen Mo looked at the unconscious Wang Meng indifferently, turned around, put away the Qiyang sword, and walked forward slowly.
His avenue is farther away.