The Way of Dragon Ball Asks the Heavens

Chapter 155

After killing the evil son with a sword with all his strength, Yi Qiunian first came to the fallen evil son in a flash, with a thought, he took out a transparent crystal ball, and with a slight effort to activate the crystal ball, a sudden suction force Appeared to take in the son of Xie who was only half breathed and hanging on his life.

Yi Qiunian, who finished all this quickly, came to the side of Fengzhihen in a flash, and personally guarded him.

After a moment-

"Yan~"

Suddenly there was a sound of sword cries, but it turned out that Fengzhihen had entered the most critical moment, and his own sword intent naturally radiated out.

All the long swords within a radius of thousands of miles, whether owned or unowned, complete or incomplete, were aroused. Under the cover and infection of the majestic sword intent, thousands of swords screamed and billions of swords flew together.

Just like when Yi Qiunian, with the help of Wu Feng, the sword body, broke through the limit of his own kendo, the sword intent sublimated instantly, showing a solid body, which is extremely solid.

He has reached the state of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of the god of swords, and surpassed thousands of swordsmen in adversity in one fell swoop, and once again became one of the double peaks of the sword world.

"The sword is all iron, it is alive because of blood, it moves because of intention, it becomes spirit because of heart, it transforms because of Tao, good, good, good!"

Seeing this, Yi Qiunian couldn't stop laughing.

"Uh, what's right? Is the old man crazy?"

Seeing Yi Qiunian's gaffe, Luo Zishang couldn't help joking.

"Luo Zishang, shut up, whether you can speak or not, don't speak if you can't speak."

Zhiyu looked at Luo Zishang's other leg with a dangerous face, and said threateningly.

"Okay, you two, stop making trouble, and concentrate on feeling the sword intent at the scene! You must know that this kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Seeing that He shook his head slightly, he persuaded with a helpless face.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the already majestic sword intent in the scene suddenly increased rapidly, but in just a few seconds, it had reached more than two or three times the previous one.

After all, the towering sword intent, which had grown extremely rapidly, had finally reached a bottleneck, or a limit, the limit that the world could accommodate. Seeing that the sword intent was no longer growing, it stopped.

All the swordsmen onlookers couldn't help but start to worry about the trace of the wind, but compared to other people's worries, Yi Qiunian was never worried at all.

And not only was he not worried, but Yi Qiunian's eyes were full of excitement, and he looked enthusiastically at the wind trace exuding a majestic sword intent at this moment.

It seems that he is not worried at all that Feng Zhihen will not be able to overcome the bottleneck and break the limit of the world.

"Clang~"

"It's done~"

With the sound of metal clashing, Yi Qiunian smiled instantly and said softly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the field only felt that the majestic sword intent had increased rapidly again in an instant, and it was different from the previous one. Although it was also increasing sharply this time, it was more powerful than last time. mean.

It's not clear, the way is unknown, only Yi Qiunian who has experienced it can understand at this moment what kind of transformation and sublimation the wind mark has undergone.

"Bang, bang~"

At this moment, all the long swords within a radius of ten thousand li swayed unceasingly, and voluntarily pulled out of their sheaths, turned into a beam of sword light, and flew towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky was covered by the sword that covered the sky and the sun.

Hundreds of millions of swords came together, and the densely packed swords formed a sword wall in an instant, constantly rotating around the trace of the wind, as if they were escorting the escort, or defending the king.

At the same time, at this moment, Fengzhihen opened his closed eyes, and an extremely dazzling sword light shot straight out of his eyes in an instant. In an instant, he broke through the sword wall and went straight through the A mountain a hundred miles away.

It was the Wind Scar that had just broken through, and it was a little bit unable to contain its own sword intent, causing a trace of sword intent to radiate out.

"How do you feel, buddy?"

Yi Qiunian asked timely with a smile on his face.

"Does it feel like it? It's better than ever~, until today, I can clearly understand why my friends have always avoided my invitation to fight all these years."

Fengzhihen said with emotion.

"But the previous me was too simple and naive. I actually wanted to prove the way of swordsmanship through life-and-death sword fights and break through the limits of the world. I am so ashamed. My friend, you are laughing at me."

"Haha, don't laugh, how can you, my friend, you are worrying too much."

Yi Qiunian smiled heartily and said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, Yi Qiunian's expression immediately became serious, his eyes showed a fighting spirit, and he looked at Fengzhi, but it was Yi Qiunian who had been lonely for a long time on the road of kendo, and couldn't bear the pain in his heart anymore. A fighting spirit.

Feeling the extreme desire to fight emanating from his friend, although Feng Zhizhen felt that he might still be some distance away from recalling the autumn year when he had just broken through, he still had no hesitation, or more specifically, he wanted to take up the challenge.

Instead of absorbing the vast sword intent at this moment, he urged Fengzhihen to envelop his friend on the opposite side. The clothes all over his body danced without the wind, and followed the two swords that Fengzhihen had fought for almost a lifetime.

At this moment, he came into the two palms of Feng Zhihen, stroked the two long swords lightly, and with a flick of his hand, Feng Zhihen handed the two swords to the hands of the two apprentices, the young swordsmen in white and black .

"From today onwards, they belong to you, treat them well, just like treating them to me, understand?"

Fengzhihen said to the white-clothed and black-clothed Jianshao with a solemn face, his expression did not seem to be awarding two swords, but more like entrusting relatives and comrades in arms.

"This, but Master, you gave me your sword and Hei Yi, what do you use?"

Jian Shao in white asked with a concerned face.

"Yes! Master, you'd better take back the sword!"

Jian Shao in black took a step forward, holding the sword in both hands, and said.

"Haha, well, I'm obedient, let you hold it, you just hold it, don't worry about me, Master. It's just because, Master, I already have a better and more suitable sword at this moment."

After Feng Zhihen finished speaking, as soon as he finished speaking, an ordinary three-foot green blade appeared in his hand.

"That sword, that ordinary green steel sword, if I remember correctly, it should be the sword that Master used when he was a child practicing swords."

Bai Yi recalled what Fengzhihen said to him when he practiced swords because of his playfulness and curiosity when he was a child, and he said hesitantly.

"Uh, what's going on here! Why is Master starting to be like Senior Yi? Could it be that the way of the sword has broken through to a certain level, so weapons and swords are no longer needed."

The young swordsman in black said with a confused face.

"Hehe~, Xiao Heiyi, if you think this way, you are completely wrong. The reason why the two of them are like this is not that they don't need any weapons, but that there is nowhere to carry their swords. It's the sharp sword of God."

Finally, not long ago, Wu Feng, who had waited until the old hag had vented his anger on Taixi Shenzhao, saw Taixi Shenzhao leave and go far away, and hurriedly burst out with all his strength to break free from the shackles of the black hole in space, break through the space, and come quietly Arriving in front of the two apprentices in the miserable state, he happened to hear the doubts of the black-clothed swordsman, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"Ah~, Master, you are finally here, I miss you so much!"

After hearing Wu Feng's speech, Zhiyu Changxin reacted immediately, and said with a little aggrieved face.

"Oh, okay, okay, master is here, don't cry, don't cry! Changxin, you are an adult now, be strong..."

Wu Feng comforted Zhiyu Changxin's hair with one hand, and comforted him in a warm voice.

"By the way, there is also Xiaohe, you too! But, you are a sister, you have to be stronger, so that you can help your sister in the future, long-term heart."

As he spoke, Wu Feng pulled the shy Jianhe into his arms.

"Well, Master, Xiao He knows, she will be strong and won't cry anymore. She will take good care of her sister in the future, Xiao He swears."

Seeing He buried his head in Wu Feng's broad chest, he said firmly with a slightly weeping voice.

"Well, Xiao He is really obedient, she is the most obedient disciple of Master."

Wu Feng comforted softly.

at the same time
"Boom~"

The battle between the two peaks of the sword world has finally officially started. The two peerless swordsmen in the sword world, who have never been seen before, and who will come later, represent the supreme state of swordsmanship and the state of the sword god.

As soon as the shot was made, it was shocking, and the majestic sword intent filled the radius of thousands of miles in an instant, forming a sword field, or the space of the sword, which was only one step away from the legendary world of swords, but It can be called the prototype of the sword world.

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(End of this chapter)