Awakening of All People: Invincible Start from Becoming an Illusionist

Zhang Ran wants to practice swords.

But it is impossible to do it in the sword tomb. Once it is done, countless swords and countless memories in the entire sword tomb will be destroyed.

But he is an illusionist.

You can play kendo in your own fantasy world.

It's just that Zhang Yang didn't think that his spirit was too huge, and when he deduced swordsmanship in his fantasy, he actually pulled the entire fantasy into reality.

What He Qingfeng saw was Zhang Ran's fantasy

In the ancient battlefield, Zhang Ran incarnated as Shura, holding a long sword to fight among the monsters, and comprehend the kendo of killing to stop killing.

It was an imitation at first, and all the demons were taken from the memory of the man in blood.

Bloodthirsty beasts, monsters as huge as mountains, unpredictable evil spirits, evil spirits bred by heaven and earth

Zhang Ran had a hard time imagining what was in that era, but if he could spy on this memory, the ancient era was really a terrible era.

His terrifying even surpassed the era of Shushan.

With the continuous deduction, more and more demons died in Zhang Ran's hands, and he also had some insight into the first move, Zhige.

but

…

Is Zhige really the sword of mercy?

090 Zhang Ran was a little puzzled.

As the battle continued, he found in his imitation that this sword was really only seven points against the enemy and three points to keep?

Not at all.

The so-called seven points refers to the use of seven points of force to block the enemy's full blow, and the remaining three points to cut off the enemy's head.

If it can't be blocked, it is said to be the sword of mercy. If it is blocked, the next second will be the time when the enemy falls.

When he realized this sword move, Zhang Ran was stunned.

It is difficult for him to imagine that someone's compassion is like this, but when he thinks about the experience of the man in blood and the path he has taken, he understands a little.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, endless slaughter, the way of the blood-clothed man is all slaughtered, and if you don't kill it, you will die.

It is precisely because I don't know how many lives I have killed that I created this set of lore swords.

Second kill!

It is indeed a pure killing sword. Only by constantly condensing killing intent, can the strongest killing intent be summoned.

The more slaughter, the stronger the killing intent and the stronger the sword move.

This is also a sword with no upper limit.

Zhang Ran thought that he had done enough killings, but compared to the man in blood, he was nothing compared to that.

The kill is not even one ten millionth of his.

"Is that guy dead?

Zhang Ran couldn't help but complain.

However, although he does not have such a powerful killing intent, he can condense this killing intent through illusion.

But this is again a long process.

Above the sword mound, the wind is surging

Zhang Ran sat in front of the sword, and his body suddenly emitted a hazy blood light, the light became brighter and brighter, and finally, a beam of light ripped apart the sky.

"What is this?" Under the sword mound, all the disciples who were comprehending the way of kendo were blasted out of their cultivation state.

Looking up at the sky in shock.

The blood-colored light is like a long sword, reflecting in everyone's eyes.

"What a terrible kendo, we Shushan still have such a terrible kendo? 35

"In the 10,000-year history of Mount Shu, there have been countless amazing people, and there are not a few people who have entered the Dao.

"You shouldn't care which senior brother this is? This sword intent is too terrifying! 99

The unidentified Shushan disciples are still discussing.

But there were amazed glances from other directions.

Wine Sword Immortal Li Changge looked at the blood-colored sword glow in the distance in shock, and said in surprise:

"To kill to stop killing, is it really called him to practice? This man has a good talent!

"Not only is it good, killing to stop killing is not a sword that ordinary people can cultivate.

Qiu Kongyou's eyes fell into memory.

"In history, there are only three senior brothers who can practice this kind of peerless swordsmanship, and each of them walks the way of killing swordsmanship."

An elder next to him nodded, "The killing power is not enough, we can't practice at all (ajbe), so we say that we have enough killing intent to subdue demons and subdue demons in Shushan, but most of the disciples are still not qualified to practice. The set of swords.""

"The old man is suddenly very curious, do you really want to fight against Jiujianxian? Although he seems to be only a great emperor, but for this sword intent, I am afraid you may not be able to get a good deal.

Qiu Kongyou also said in a timely manner: "More importantly, Lu Beiming and the others have said that this person is not good at swordsmanship, but his skills have reached the level of ecstasy, as well as that void illusion beast.

The corner of Li Changge's mouth twitched fiercely, he suddenly regretted it, he wanted to teach others a lesson, but he didn't want to be taught by others.

But from the current situation, maybe he will become the educated one.

But the words have already been said, that is, the water that can be poured out cannot be taken back.

And Jianxiu also pays attention to moving forward.

"Battle, of course we have to fight, even if I lose, I will admit it." Li Changge smiled arrogantly.

"People are not sages, who can be invincible, and I am not invincible, it doesn't matter if I lose once, and I am not a vegetarian, so I may not lose.

A group of elders nodded.

There are not too many waves in their hearts, even if this is a battle destined to be defeated, they will do it.

As a swordsman, you will never be afraid of failure.

Zhang Ran's spirit stood in the illusion, frowning when he saw the sword in his hand.

Through illusion, he has successfully imitated 99% of the sword moves of the man in blood.

But there was only one last point left, and he couldn't imitate it at all.

"This is not a problem of swordsmanship, but a spiritual problem.""

Zhang Ran sat down, and for no reason, he remembered a sentence.

Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die!

He has never experienced everything that the man in blood has experienced, and his mind is also different from the man in blood.

Although the blood sword condensed with killing intent is terrifying, it lacks the spirit and energy.

"That's it, I understand."

Zhang Ran snapped his fingers, and it was a pity that the sword intent he had finally imitated was dissipated.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood gathered, a skeleton slowly walked out, and the black cloak turned blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, the magic sword phantom of the past suddenly became more agile.

"From today, you will be called Jiannu."

So when Zhang Ran's words fell, the snow sword that filled the sky instantly collapsed, turning into countless blood rains falling from the sky.

Gathering towards the sword slave's palm, the black magic sword that was originally imagined turned into an iron sword covered with blood at this moment.

But no one can ignore it.

After doing all this, around. Suddenly there was the sound of broken glass, and countless things like transparent glass fell.

Enlightenment is over, and the illusion is shattered.

Zhang Ran stood up slowly, he gave up killing to kill, but it was different from before.

There was a sword slave beside him.