Chapter 467 Sword Intent Connects with Gods
"Fudo Mingou Sword Technique?" Luo Ji knew very little about such secret techniques. The Luo people were not a big clan to begin with, so it was naturally difficult to know what was going on.
"These swordsmanship is an internal swordsmanship of Nanqi Mingwang's clan, and only his royal family can practice it." Xue said calmly.
"You, how do you know this?" Luo Ji was a little curious. After all, Nan Qi and Tai Cang often had discord, and all the tribes knew about it. After all, he was able to occupy the southern land as king and fight against Tai Cang for many years. Nanqi's power is enough to make people all over the world pay attention. If the King of Heaven hadn't conquered Nanqi in one fell swoop back then, I'm afraid it would still be Nanqi who is competing with Taicang now.
As for the man in front of him, Prince Tai Cang, it was really strange that he could know so much of Nan Qi's privacy.
"Why do I know? Because...I have also been to Nanqi." Xue said calmly. Only she herself understands why she knows so many secrets of the Nanqi Ming royal family. Just because of his former master, he is the true direct descendant of the Nanqiming royal family. But later he declined the position of clan leader and devoted himself to assisting the King of Heaven.
Sometimes Xue would ask herself, if the master had not worked so hard to help the King of Heaven deal with Tianyuan City's affairs, would he have died so early? Master is such a talented person. At that time, he already had tremendous magical power. Even if tens of thousands of years have passed, Xue has rarely seen anyone as astonishingly talented and beautiful as his master.
There are still many people who traveled with him who are still alive today. Some have childlike faces and white hair, and some have faces like blue pheasants. No one is as old as Master, who has only been a hundred years old. Why did the Master die so early when he was in such a state? These are things that Xue has never understood.
Perhaps no one in Taicang's hundreds of sects could understand why that powerful man could only live for more than a hundred years.
"Master..." Xue recalled this and couldn't help but sigh.
The battle in the illusion continued, and Xue also saw Jiang Wen. This man who gave her that familiar feeling was fighting various enemies with his body. Although there are many familiar shadows on him, Xue also sees the differences between him and the familiar people.
"So simple." Jiang Wen said with a smile, stepping on the yellow sand and walking towards the distance. He looked up and saw an extremely tall mountain top looming under the distant Xu Yang.
In the Mountain and River Realm, Jiang Wen had just defeated several puppets. These are all things transformed from the Mountain and River Realm, and their strength is as strong as the Life Fire Peak Realm.
The realm of mountains and rivers is large enough to accommodate all kinds of conditions in the world. In this illusion, you can encounter wind, frost, and yellow sand.
The master would not be so reckless, nor would he use such simple and exquisite swordsmanship and physical techniques. Master is good at using talismans, which is something he is proud of. There are thousands of monks in Tai Cang, but there is only one master who can practice the Talisman Way.
"Let's take a look again." Xue stood on the stage and watched quietly.
That is the martial arts mountain in the mountains and rivers world, where all competitions take place. Only those who reach the top of the mountain are qualified to start the martial arts competition. If you die in the outside world, you will naturally be ineligible to enter Jiangwu Mountain again.
It's just a few puppets, so it doesn't matter if they form an array. But with the power of his body, Jiang Wen easily broke through the large formation formed by the puppets.
If an ordinary Minghuo cultivator encountered him, it would probably be a disaster. Even the encounter with Taoist palace is a bit tricky. After all, these puppets cooperate with each other and move in formation. The strength exerted is not as simple as one plus one equals two, but grows geometrically.
However, although these things are powerful, they are just that for Jiang Wen. He is now not as good as he used to be. After going through all kinds of things, both the methods and the trump cards have become more numerous.
Jiang Wen walked towards the top of the mountain and heard the sound of thunder. He looked over and saw thunder and fire blending in the distance, as if someone was performing a magic trick. He looked to one side and saw rocks protruding from the mountain, and hail fell from the sky, freezing the land for miles.
This is the iron law of Tai Cang, the king of the world is only the strong.
Jiang Wen tried to fly, but felt a huge weight weighing down his body. Even at his current level, it would be difficult to fly in this mountain and river realm. It seems that the flight is restricted by the mountains and rivers realm to prevent anyone from being lazy and cheating.
This matter didn't bother him. Since he couldn't fly, he just walked over.
He took one step forward and was several feet away. The figure is like a ghost, and it has already passed dozens of miles in just a few breaths. Just as he was about to rush to the top of Daowu Mountain, he was suddenly stopped on the road. Jiang Wen stopped and looked, but it was the white-haired girl he had seen outside. She held the sword in her arms and looked at Jiang Wen quietly.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Wen asked curiously. Although this white-haired girl is from the Mingwang clan, she has nothing to do with the Mingwang clan now. Even if there was a relationship, it has long since faded away. He didn't know why this girl blocked his way, and he was also curious.
"I've seen you." The girl said coldly.
"I just met him not long ago." Jiang Wen said with a smile.
"Compete with me." The girl said quietly towards him with her sword. "I feel a different aura in you, can you compete with me?"
"Well, shouldn't the competition be on Jiangwu Mountain? Why choose here?" Jiang Wen pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance and asked the white-haired girl with some confusion. He could tell that this girl was a cold-tempered person, but the sword intent in her body was a bit strange, very similar to Li Yunshang. However, Li Yunshang's sword intention may not be as cold and sharp as hers.
"There are too many people there, so we can't let go." The white-haired girl shook her head. "No one disturbs us here."
"..." Jiang Wen finally understood what the girl meant. It's just that there are too many people in Wushan, so we can't go all out, and we have to fight with Jiang Wen's lavishness in this deserted place.
"Can't we really live in harmony?" Jiang Wen asked.
"Please enlighten me." The girl replied still coldly.
"You really don't know what to do..." Jiang Wen sighed softly. Seeing that the girl refused to give up, he finally understood that today's battle was unavoidable. Seeing the girl holding a sword in her hand, he thought for a moment and used the Sword Technique to summon a flying sword. "Since you are asking for a fight like this, I will not show mercy."
He was holding the Qinglong Sword in the Four Elephant Sword Formation, stroking the sword's body gently with his hand. After tempering the sword intention in the King Kong Palace, the current Four Elephant Sword Formation is better than the flying sword he originally held. Neither Feishuang nor the Nameless Black Sword is as good as these four flying swords now.
Holding one handle alone is a top-quality magic weapon.
When the white-haired girl saw the Azure Dragon Sword, her eyes lit up: "What a sword."
"...Don't praise others for using a good sword from now on." Jiang Wen grinned and said. The next moment, he was already attacking the girl. "Show me what you're capable of."
The sword is like a thundering giant, breaking through the sand and dust. Hearing the roar of a dragon in the desert, a sword came through the air.
The white-haired girl looked solemn, and the sword in her hand came out of her body. Flying around, hitting the incoming person. The next moment, green light emerged, and countless phantoms appeared. The two of them fought, and they had passed a hundred moves in the span of a breath.
People outside the Mountain and River Realm were watching this battle, and many monks had a look of astonishment in their eyes. The sword was too fast and the sword technique was too swift. It's like a fleeting shadow, making it impossible to see its movements clearly.
Just hearing the crackling sound of fighting, the next moment countless cracks opened in a radius of ten miles.
"This is the sword's will to communicate with the gods."
(End of this chapter)
