100 million walk alone

Chapter 204 Super Sword Controlling Technique

Silent night.

In the world of black and white, unknown stories happen.

The white world forms a sea, the scenery is picturesque, and there is a villa in the distance.

This is the paradise in Yunmengru's mind. When she was a girl, she dreamed that one day, she would face the sea with her Prince Charming, and the flowers would bloom in spring.

Now her dream has come true, the white world of the clear water paradise can evolve into the paradise in the minds of mankind.

Every detail is what Yunmengru dreamed of.

A man and a woman are running and frolicking on the beach.

Suddenly, the woman in the white gauze dress jumped up and hung on the man's waist.

After 36 minutes and 57 seconds, the strange man disappeared out of thin air.

The woman in the white skirt knelt on the beach, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Only the few drops of red on the beach are still telling a first-time story.

"Pei Yin, you liar, you're playing disappear again!"

The woman in the white skirt cried and cursed at the same time.

She is Diaochan and Yunmengru.

She experienced a dreamlike scene, as if she was in heaven and did the best thing.

Then, woke up.

It's still the same beach, it's still the same sea, but because there is one person missing, everything seems wrong.

At this moment, Yun Mengru felt indescribably helpless. When a real person cheated her of her Dharma Body's first blood, she couldn't even deal with it.

If she was in the entertainment circle, she could still write small essays, just like taking down Leehom, giving Pei Zhenren a big vote.

But in the world of practice, in the final analysis, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, and small essays are not only useless, but also seek their own death.

Yunmengru was very confused at the moment, she didn't even know if she could get out of this weird black and white pill realm alive.

He was a dead man, so she scolded him even more fiercely.

There are always blue skies and white clouds in the Dan Realm, but in the real world, time has passed from night to the next morning.

Yun Mengru scolded and cried all night, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse.

Suddenly, the calm sea, set off a stormy sea.

Huge waves were coming, and Yun Mengru was also a great monk in the Dan Realm after all. He ducked far away in an instant and avoided most of the big waves, but he was still splashed by the aftermath and got soaked all over.

What caused the sea to roar was a ray of sword energy.

"This... what kind of sword energy is this?"

Yunmengru was stunned, she had seen a sword fairy make a move before, and felt the horror of sword energy.

And the invisible sword energy in front of him is even better than that of the sword fairy.

Just when she was terrified, many water droplets flew out of the sea, stretched and deformed continuously, and turned into thousands of flying swords, which looked like the effect of the full level of water swordsmanship.

But Shui Jianshu only has one sword, and there are at least four or five thousand in front of him.

Although those small sea swords did not touch the body, Yunmengru could still feel that the power of these small sea swords was a hundred times or even tens of thousands of times greater than that of the first-level basic water swordsmanship.

Immediately afterwards, the sand on the beach also condensed into a solid sword.

Then on the grass in the distance, the petals turned into flying swords, and the fallen leaves also flew up, with a sharp sword light.

Everything in the world is evolving into a sword.

"Swordsmanship!"

"It turns out that he disappeared for so long because he was learning a sword-controlling technique!"

"It's strange. He is a Shuilinggen monk. It makes sense to turn seawater into a sword, but sand, flowers, plants and trees can also be turned into flying swords. How did he do it?"

Looking at the wonders between heaven and earth, Yun Mengru fell into deep thought.

Gradually, a total of ten thousand swords flew in the sky, including small swords from sea water, flying swords from sand and soil, and flying swords from grass and trees, forming a grand scene of thousands of swords flying in unison.

Suddenly, [-] swords fused together to form an incomparably huge sword.

That scene is a bit like Zhang Dekai's under-the-box killer move - the Buddha weeps.

At least in a sense, at this moment, the person who controls the sword borrowed the Buddha's tears and was inspired by it.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!" "This is the highest state of swordsmanship, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

"It is said that the most brilliant sword control technique, everything in the world can be a sword."

"He did it, and he also fused the Ten Thousand Swords into one."

"It seems that he has absorbed my original power and comprehended this supreme sword control technique."

Yunmengru came to her senses, and finally understood what the fat man was up to the night he disappeared.

The fact is also the same. With the blessing of that innate power, Zhenren Pei entered a state of epiphany, completely forgetting himself, and didn't even know that a woman scolded him all night.

Pei Yin, who pierced through the window paper, really stepped into the threshold of sword cultivator.

In the past, he could beat the demon-slaying demon out of the air, and that was not called sword-controlling. He relied on the spirituality of the flying sword itself.

If he changed a sword, he couldn't control it at all, at most he would throw it around like darts.

It's different now, what he can control is not just as simple as Yindang.

A petal, a leaf, or even a toothpick can be used as a flying sword.

From this moment on, he became a real swordsman.

And it is the kind with a very deep foundation, with the blessing of the full-level non-phase sword body, and the bonus of the real person Zidan, his sword control skills are nothing, and he is a blockbuster.

Unlike the Great Buddha crying, the super big sword comparable to an aircraft carrier did not fly out to attack directly.

It looks more like a carrier, gestating something.

boom!
With a loud noise, the big sword exploded, and a small silver sword flew out from it.

As soon as the silver sword came out, it brought great coercion.

With a plop, Yunmengru knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

She couldn't understand why that small silver sword had such terrifying pressure, even more terrifying than the legendary best magic weapon.

"Is this the pressure of...the holy weapon in Western legends?"

After all, Yunmengru had seen big scenes before, so she came up with a guess.

This time, she guessed correctly.

As early as after Flame Sword Slave Lin Jia donated his green blood, Yin Dang unlocked the third seal and was promoted to a low-grade spiritual treasure.

According to Western monks, it is a low-grade holy weapon.

It's just that the fat man at that time hadn't formed alchemy yet, let alone mastered the sword control technique.

For him at that stage, it was equivalent to getting the remote control of the nuclear weapon, but he didn't know how to fire the nuclear weapon.

It's different now. Zhenren Pei, who knows Yujian, can launch nuclear warheads at any time.

Paddle!

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp blade cutting a piece of paper, the silver flying sword slashed across the sky, forcibly tearing the air and cutting a hole in the space.

"One sword breaks all spells?"

Yun Mengru was dumbfounded, she couldn't imagine that that seemingly careless sword had such terrifying power.

At this time, true sword cultivator Pei Yin has undergone a transformation.

Low-level monks can often only use their own magic power to activate the power attached to the magic weapon itself. This is the so-called overcoming difficulties. Those who have money to buy magic weapons can crush monks of the same level.

The same is true for Pei Yin in the past, all thanks to the sharpness of the demon-killing weeping blood itself.

And this is only the initial stage.

At the advanced stage, it does not rely on the power of the magic weapon itself, but needs to guide the aura of heaven and earth.

A high-end magic weapon can draw part of the power of heaven and earth to form a natural power like an earthquake and tsunami.

And Lingbao, which is a level higher than the magic weapon, is more spiritual in itself, and draws more spiritual energy from the world.

When that sword slashed out, Pei Yin felt as if he was living on a dog.

He was too naive before, thinking that hitting out his whole body with Yin Dang was already awesome.

Only today did he realize that his mana is just an introduction to pull the flying sword to awaken the latent energy in nature.

Also after that sword strike, Pei Yin confirmed one thing. A few days later, he could straighten his back and say one sentence to a certain Japanese female swordsman: "We Tang people are not the sick men of East Asia."

(End of this chapter)