Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 274
Dressed in a black robe, the visitor exuded an extremely strange aura.

Everything, even the eyes, after touching his body, was completely absorbed by him as if they had encountered a black hole!

His white eyes, which were so pale that there was no trace of color, seemed to carry the wisdom of insight into the mysteries of the universe.

The way of heaven is ruthless, so it tolerates the earth, and people are ruthless, so they understand the world.

Absolute ruthlessness, this is the first feeling that the visitor gave everyone.

"He is?" The first moment that person appeared, Shen Lin felt an incomparable depression in his heart, as if he was suppressed by the whole world.

Qi Shuangli reluctantly left Shen Lin's support, stared fixedly at the man in black, and said word by word: "He is the Xuanhand, he has already practiced the Xuanhand of Wangqing Tianshu and the Seven Judgments of Severing Love!"

When Qi Shuangli said a word, the younger generation was still at a loss.Those who knew it were all inexplicably shocked, and Qi Qi turned his attention to Sword Master Linghu Chong.

It's just because the Heavenly Book of Wangqing and the Seven Swords of Severing Love are the strongest skills that the Sword Master Linghu Chong used to disdain the world decades ago.

"That's right, it's Wangqing Tianshu." Looking at Xuangang, the Sword Master showed a trace of complicated emotions in his eyes, "This realm was originally just my imagination of Wangqing Tianshu Wangqing Dao, but I didn't expect that you actually reached it. It seems that the criticism I gave you back then was not wrong."

"No, you're wrong." Xuanzang looked at the Sword Master indifferently, and said with a strong confidence in his words, "You said that within a hundred years, I would be able to reach the level you were in back then. Facts have proved that you are wrong. gone."

"You are very confident." The Juggernaut shook his head and smiled helplessly, "But I admit that the you today have indeed surpassed the me 50 years ago. I underestimated you."

"What I want to surpass is not only the you 50 years ago, but also the you today!" Even if such confident and arrogant words were spoken from Xuanzang's mouth, there was no slight emotion in him. Like the most perfect machine, there is no emotion, only cold and invincible reason.

"Really?" The Juggernaut smiled slightly, but his eyes gradually became sharper. The temperature in the whole hall suddenly dropped, as if it was the twelfth lunar month in an instant. He looked at Xuangang and said, "I remember I said, Without my permission, any martial artist above the Sanhua realm who trespasses on Dongjuezhuang will be punished with death!"

"Today is the wedding between Bai and me. If you are here to please me, I will not pursue it for the sake of your master. I will let you watch the ceremony. If you are here to make trouble," the sword master looked like a sword, humming Said, "Don't blame me for bullying the small."

Xuan Gang looked at the Juggernaut, and calmly said: "I feel the revived love, love, persistence, longing and scruples from your body. Although the book of forgetting love was created by you, it has been abolished by you yourself."

"Now you, are you still the sword master who was capable of subverting the world?" The sky-blue divine sword in Xuangang's hand kept flashing dots of distant light, as vast as the sky, overlooking the world.

The sword, even a human being, is ruthless in the way of heaven, and sages are not benevolent.Xuangang, at this time, has obviously abandoned all emotions, without desires, he is invincible, and his spiritual cultivation is frighteningly high.

The Juggernaut looked at Xuangang, with a hint of shame in his eyes: "The Book of Forgetfulness and the Seven Absolutes of Love were created and kept by me to alleviate my lovesickness. They are against the nature of humanity and have fallen into the way of demons. Thinking about it, I failed to make a great achievement myself, but I harmed you today."

"Nonsense," Xuanzang looked at the Juggernaut indifferently. With all emotions, even in the face of the No. 1 sword master in the past, Xuanzang still didn't have the slightest fear.

The sky-blue divine sword was raised high, pointing at the sword master, Xuangang said seriously: "Since you have regained love, how much power is left in the book of forgetting love?"

"Today, I just wanted to kill Qi Shuangli and break the final death barrier of my heavenly scripture. Since then, I have been soaring into the sky. Now that I have chased you to Dongjue Village, the legend of your sword master's invincibility will also be broken today! "

With just one word, the divine sword in Xuangang's hand suddenly left its sheath, transforming into thousands of sword shadows, covering the entire hall like rain pouring down, and all of them shot towards the sword master Linghu. It was the extremely sharp sword aura, which distorted and fluctuated the space, and in front of the Juggernaut and Dongfang Bai, who were facing many sword shadows, cracks had slowly appeared in the void.

This sword, Xuanzang obviously did not hold back the slightest bit, he was completely rational, facing the sword master, once he made a move, it was a sword with [-]% strength.Even with Shen Lin's current kendo cultivation base, facing the sword shadows all over the sky, he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body. He thought that if these sword shadows were facing him, he would be unable to block them no matter what.

This level of combat power is already superior to the three-flower powerhouse. Perhaps, only Zhao Yan, the number one master of the Great Song Empire, who has been in the alchemy for decades, can compete with him. Bar!
"I don't want to do anything today, so don't force me!" The sword master's face sank slightly, he slowly stretched out his right hand, pointed at it as a sword, and pointed it in the void.

There was no sign of shaking the mountains in the slightest, just after the Juggernaut pointed out, the void was like a piece of thin paper, shattered with a hiss, and a black space wormhole appeared in front of the Juggernaut and Dongfang Bai. Instantly zooming in, and standing in front of the two, the thousands of sword qi swung by Xuangang, as if guided by something, poured all of them into the wormhole in this space, leaving nothing behind.

"Like I said, the Book of Wangqing is a flawed cultivation technique." The space wormhole slowly shrinks, and then turns into nothingness. Not to forget all the feelings in the world, but to forget love."

"If you still have obsessions in your heart, and you still love that person deeply, even if you give up all the other things in the seven emotions and six desires, you can't achieve great success." The sword master looked at Xuangang, and then at Qi Shuangli, "Xuangang, I can feel that the obsession in your heart has not disappeared, and the heavenly scriptures have not been practiced to the extreme, and it is still too late to turn around now."

"Power and love are in front of you, do you really want to choose the former at all costs?"

Looking at the Sword Master, Xuanzang didn't want to argue, but said coldly: "Have you practiced other exercises?"

"No," the Juggernaut smiled slightly, "What I am cultivating now is still the Book of Wangqing, but now my 'Wangqing' is that there is no other love except her. Forget all the troubles of time, only her in my heart .”

"The power of obsession is far stronger than no desire and no thoughts. Bai is my obsession. With her, I will not be defeated!" The sword master held Dongfang Bai, smiled slightly, stretched out his finger slowly, and clicked. Xiang Xuanzang, "However, the grievances between you and Shuangli started from me, no matter what, I will pull you back, I hope you can turn back."

After finishing the sentence, the sword master's finger had already touched Xuangang's eyebrows.

No one could clearly see the sword master's means. His right hand was always held in Dongfang Bai's hand, while his left hand appeared on Xuangang's forehead in a ten-millionth of an instant, as if with a shrinking effect. Inch, the supernatural power of one arm reaching the sky.

(End of this chapter)