I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

Thirty-one years old, the king of success!

Not to mention Lei Fasheng, even the Flame Lord, who had been taught by the experts in the fairyland since childhood, took a full forty-five years to become a realm king.

What about the King of Swords?

He was born as a servant, and naturally it was impossible for him to enjoy resources such as elixir from an early age. It can be said that he was born with a loss. That is the case, he still brazenly broke all the shackles, Qingyun went straight up, and he was in his early thirties and aspired to the realm of the world king!

Such achievements are shocking to the world!

How can you despise the inheritance left by these characters?

"Turn on."

Yang Lie stood in front of the "War Sword King" phantom monument and took a deep breath, piercing a trace of soul power into it.

"Boom!"

Knowing the sea shook, the next moment, Yang Lie found himself in a valley.

Directly in front of the valley is a cliff that soars into the clouds. The wide waterfall smashes from the top of the cliff with a strong roar. The sound of the broken jade and the clouds is frightening.

Below it, a wide river rushes and rumbling ceaselessly.

The rocks under the waterfall have long been washed out to be extremely smooth, shining in a mirror-like human form. Moreover, after the rock has been hit countless times, it is as solid as fine steel.

Every time the waterfall fell, a wave of water exploded in anger, and tens of thousands of water arrows were shot out!

The water arrow pierced through the air, making a sharp howling sound, and occasionally an eye-opening bird passed by and was immediately shot to pieces.

In this violent world and danger, a sturdy figure not very tall stood firmly on the water. This person seemed to be only fourteen or five years old. Whenever the waterfall hit the water and flew up, he held a rusty blunt sword like a fire stick in his hand, and swept forward.

"boom!"

The muffled sound sounded, and the sturdy figure was shaken upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Although the water arrow that flew was blocked by most of its power, the remaining bits still smashed him into the flesh, and the blood quickly dyed the water under his body, and was quickly swept away by the waves.

Although the injury was not light, he adjusted his breath slightly, and he tried to stand up again, facing the water wave attack!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He stood up again and again, and was smashed into the air again and again.

The strong young man was able to hold on for longer and longer, and later, when the empty water was covered with arrows, he just flicked his long sword, and a mysterious artistic conception was transmitted.

Following this, the extremely sharp water arrows turned into fragile eggshells, swept by the long sword, and broke apart one after another, and scattered into soft drops of water.

"Thanks to the strength of the waterfall, it helps me to succeed in my sword skills earlier."

A self-talking voice cleared into Yang Lie's ears, and the sturdy young man flew up, stabbed out of the sky without a sword in his hand, and hit the silver waterfall hundreds of meters.

"Om!"

The galaxy-like waterfall stagnated suddenly, and immediately, it was like a giant python pinched by an invisible hand, and lifted upside down.

The artistic conception in front of Wufengjian floated, forming a real wave of air. The falling waterfall suddenly rolled back, and was forced to the top of the cliff by the boy!

A sword pierced out, and the waterfall flowed back.

Not only is the strength of swordsmanship only tyrannical, but more importantly, the kind of persistence in youth practice——

Dedicated to the dedication of the sword!

"It's him, Sword King!"

Yang Lie suddenly realized that this sturdy young man must have been when the Sword King was young. The scene before him was the scene of his first contact with kendo when he was young.

Sure enough, the strong boy spoke: "I got the sword'No Front' in the abandoned corner of Hyogo, and got the'Heavy Blunt Swordsmanship' in the sword body. After practicing for four years, I finally realized the superior mood of'Heavy Blunt.

The King of Swords was always responsible for wiping the sword pouch. By chance, he got a magical sword weapon, which contained a superior martial arts swordsmanship.

This adventure opened his path to glory!

"The first level, take my heavy blunt swordsmanship."

Suddenly, the sharp eyes of the sword king shot, and the inner force of the dantian made a rolling sound. The sword without edge traversed, and an unparalleled force surged.

Looking from a distance, it was like a wave coming in front of you, and that breath was suffocating!

"what?"

Yang Lie was surprised to find that at the same time, in the body of his own soul power, the domain power could no longer be transferred, instead of the internal power that was almost forgotten!

In other words, Yang Lie's cultivation was suppressed in the "Juyuan Realm", exactly the same as the Sword King in his youth!

"Under the premise of the same strength of cultivation, compare each other's understanding and mastery of martial arts. This test is actually about comprehension."

Yang Lie suddenly felt in his heart, when it was, the sword of the Sword King greeted him.

"Boom!"

Yang Lie also turned into an epee in his hand, and the internal force poured in, and the sword suddenly became more than a thousand jin. In a hurry, his long sword burst out, facing the sword of the sword king.

"Boom!"

As if being smashed down by a collapsing high mountain, Yang Lie only felt bored, and almost spurted out his blood. Under the impact of that arrogant force, his body flew out on the spot.

With a boom, Yang Lie slammed heavily on a rock wall and smashed into a shallow hole.

With one blow, this phantom body was almost shaken apart!

"What a strong artistic conception!" Yang Lie stared at the King of Swords deeply. He had a hunch that if he met him in the Ju Yuan realm, it would be more or less fortunate.

It is easy to defeat him. Although domain power is forbidden to use, no matter if it is the heart of death or the power of thunder, this body can be perfectly simulated.

As long as a trace of undead heart inflammation is released, the sword king in front of him will disappear in smoke! Because these two forces are completely unequal, in fact, many warriors who break through the barrier use similar methods.

but--

The King of Swordsman shot with a sword, holding the Wufeng Sword, standing quietly by the river, never looking at Yang Lie again. It was a complete arrogance and indifference, as if the young man in front of him was not worthy of being his opponent.

"Hey, I don't believe in this evil!"

The expression of the sword king stirred up Yang Lie's anger. Since he came into contact with martial arts practice, he has never lost his understanding to anyone.

Nothing before, and it will not be allowed in the future!

Even the king of the realm a thousand years ago can't.

"Come again!"

With the heavy sword in his hand, Yang Lie's internal strength was lightly shaken, and he slashed lightly.

"Shoo, hoo,", the thirteen sword shadows were transformed into an array, and then condensed into a formation under a mysterious mind, covering all angles and hitting the sword king.

"Ok?"

The sword king finally raised his head, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes. But his expression was still not at all flustered, and he swung his bladeless sword unhurriedly.

"boom!"

It was another dull tremolo.

As if two meteorites collided, Yang Lie was not as good as the sword king in a simple comparison of sword skills. However, this move condenses a complete Yuxing artistic conception, as well as a part of the sword formation perception, and the power is multiplied under the overlap.

Shoo, Yang Lie flew upside down again. The Sword King's body shook slightly, and he also stepped back two steps, his eyes became more and more interesting.

"Come again!"

Yang Lie took a long breath, clenched the epee once again, and stabbed it out.

The result is no different.

The sword was shot again and again, and he was blasted back again and again, just like the previous war sword king against the waterfall, Yang Lie showed the same unyielding and persistent belief!

This kind of persistence is a fanatical for strength and a desire for victory.

"Heavy, which is the heaviest between heaven and earth? The mountains are the heaviest! Of course, under the water droplets, the mountains can be turned into dust, and the rocks can be penetrated. Then, what is the most important?"

"Blunt, which is the dullest among Huanyu? Rough wood is blunt! However, under grinding, blunt wood can be a sharp edge! Then, which is blunt?"

"The heavy one can be weak, the blunt one can be strong, everything is invariable, and there is constant stability."

A key word that resembled a verse and sang was spit out, and every time the sword king swung a sword, he slowly chanted a paragraph in his mouth.

When the last sentence "There is no constant, there is constant stability" fell in his ears, Yang Lie Zhihai exploded suddenly, and his sword intent trembled quickly:

Yes, everything in the world has an impermanent side and a fixed side. Change and unchanged, often only exist between one mind!

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on his face: "I understand."

"call!"

A light mist-like air current lingered around him, and between the turbulent air currents, a faint phantom of mountain rain appeared.

The King of Swords suddenly stopped the Wufeng Sword, a look of consternation appeared on his face, and even hints of incredible connotation were mixed.

"True can also be false, and false can be true. Sharp can be blunt and awkward. Crude can be quintessential. The fool can be wise, and the wise can be stupid... The blunt can be changed!

Yang Lie chanted slowly, and gently swung the heavy sword.

Obviously it didn't seem to have any strong momentum, but the sword was swung, and it made a harsh explosion sound in the void. The space in front of him seemed to be transformed into a magnificent curtain, driven by the power of the sword to hunt and hunt.

"Boom!"

The two swords fought, and the body of the sword king suddenly trembled. Starting from the top of the blade of the sword without edge, clear cracks spread rapidly.

In the end, the lines spread all over his body.

In the cracking sound, the body of the sword king was completely shattered away. However, his final expression seemed very happy, and a long laughter rang out from his mouth: "Haha! Your understanding is a hundred times better than when I was a teenager!"

It took him four years to comprehend the blunt artistic conception, but Yang Lie only understood it through the experience of fighting against each other, so the sword king said this.

As his body shattered, the surrounding valleys, rivers, and waterfalls, like phantoms in a mirror, shivered and dissipated away.

First pass, pass!

Yang Lie sighed with relief, although the Sword King praised his savvy. But he knew that this was not a completely fair competition. Because although my own cultivation is suppressed in the Juyuan Realm, the experience and insight are still there!

It's like asking a realm king to learn basic martial arts, he only needs to look at it, and he can see the joints clearly.

The match between myself and the Sword King is roughly the same. With the current cultivation experience, he is more savvy than the fourteen-year-old Sword King. If he can't win anymore, then he should really wipe his neck.

If his thoughts were made known to the warriors who used to break into the formation, I don't know how many people would hit the wall with depression...