The underworld signed in for a thousand years, reincarnated as an angry and crying empress

"Otherwise, only 130 seven moves?"

"Or see if you have any good methods..."

The three of them stepped out of the formation and appeared in front of the stele.

Some people who had been waiting for a long time sat on the grass and dozed off.

Seeing the three people appearing, he felt completely relieved.

"Oh my god! The three finally came out!"

"Huh? It hasn't been three days yet, why have all three of them finished enlightenment?"

"Could it be...the enlightenment is over?"

"Hiss! Enlightened? No way..."

They all thought that the three of them would have to wait at least until the end of the three days before they would walk out of the formation.

Unexpectedly, several hours in advance.

Chapter 174 Cut through the sky

Li Heng took out a spirit sword casually, pointed the blade forward, and drew a mysterious trajectory.

Akasaka swordsmanship, the first form!

Call ~

The sword energy roared, and the weeds in front of him instantly turned into fly ash.

After one move was over, the sword edge slashed downwards.

Call ~

The sword energy split a large willow tree in the distance in half.

Several clansmen nearby hurriedly hid in the distance, for fear of being affected by the sword energy.

Li Heng's sword moves are not sharp, but have a poetic, elegant, free and easy style, which is pleasing to the eye.

On his right hand, there are five painting god finger bones.

Subconsciously, it affects the movement of the sword.

It's more like holding a brush and drawing in the air.

Li Chenxi, who was watching this beautiful scene, was stunned.

"This..."

"His sword moves actually blended into the artistic conception of painting..."

"Such a sharp move is executed like a painting, with a different kind of elegance..."

"It's amazing!"

It's the same set of swordsmanship, let her use it, there is only fierce sword energy and murderous aura.

Nothing poetic at all.

If you look at it from the perspective of viewing, you will definitely be attracted by Li Heng's elegance.

woohoo...

The sword qi roared, and Li Heng continued to unleash moves.

Thirty strokes...

fifty strokes...

Eighty strokes...

The clansmen next to them were all frightened.

"No way..."

"Eighty strokes already..."

"Such a sharp set of swordsmanship, in the hands of Li Heng, is so elegant and free..."

"It's amazing!"

Many clansmen were immersed in Li Heng's swordsmanship and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time.

It seems that this is no longer a set of sharp swordsmanship, but a set of masterpieces from the master of painting.

Many people held their breath, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Li Heng's swordplay.

Li Heng held the spirit sword, and his sword moves became more and more agile and free and easy.

At a certain moment, inspiration broke out in my mind, and I thought of a good way to use swordsmanship.

The five finger bones erupted with bright light.

One after another, the beautiful scrolls are formed on the fingers.

Swish!

With a swipe of the spirit sword forward, blue sword energy roared out.

The next moment, as if time stopped, the sword energy actually stopped in the air and did not disappear.

When the spirit sword was lifted upwards, five sword qi rose up.

The five sword qi blended with each other to form a rather artistic kendo pattern.

Same as the sword qi just now, the five sword qi stopped in the air and did not dissipate immediately.

shhhhhh...

The spirit sword cut out continuously, and the blue sword energy became more and more.

On the top of Jianfeng Mountain, a beautiful picture is gradually taking shape.

"This is..."

Li Chenxi stared at the blue sword energy.

Feeling something in the sword energy, the pupils suddenly contracted.

"Draw the road!"

"Li Heng actually used sword energy as ink to draw a picture in space..."

"This..."

"How did he do it?"

Before, I had never heard of someone using sword energy as ink.

Under normal circumstances, space is invisible, and ink cannot stay in the air, but only falls on the paper.

Sword Qi is the air that the spirit sword blends with the space and touches.

itself is also invisible.

But it can stay in the space for a short time, and the time will not be too long.

Li Heng actually used the long sword as a brush and the sword energy as ink to paint in space.

Unheard, unseen.

A move that shines through the past!

Li Chenxi has lived for 10 years, and has never heard of a painter with such magical paintings.

Just this idea alone can be a godsend.

If, in the future, this skill can be carried forward, maybe he can create his own painting way.

Just like the God of Painting, the original creation of the divine body painting Dao, ascended to the top in the Eternal God Realm, and was admired by many goddesses.

woohoo...

The sword energy roared, and more and more moves were used.

At this time, the clansmen next to them were all admiring this beautiful picture scroll.

He actually forgot that Li Heng's moves were close to the limit.

Type 130...

130 Seven...

Li Hengling sword lifted upwards, and thousands of sword qi rose up, leaving a thick stroke in the air.

Seen from a distance, the cyan sword aura outlines an extraordinary man with simple strokes.

Holding a long sword and pointing at the sky, his eyes are extremely sharp.

An indescribable aura of swordsmanship was released from the man.

It was as if a man was the sharpest sword, a random blow could break through the sky.

130 Eight Forms!

Jiancheng!

Thousands of sword qi turned into the strongest stroke, completely outlining the man's long sword.

At this moment, the terrifying kendo breath rushed out from the long sword, cutting the sky into a [-] zhang long crack.

Behind the crack is an endless abyss.

"This..." Li Chenxi's eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"The combination of painting and swordsmanship is so terrifying!"

"Use this set of sword moves to another level!"

"It's amazing!"

If you perform the 130 eight forms normally, and the last move is to cut to the sky, it can indeed open a crack in the sky.

However, the crack is only a thousand feet long.

But just now, when Li Heng used the last move, the sword energy pierced the sky, and even cut a [-]-foot crack in the sky.

The power is three times that of Ling Xiao's swordsmanship.

Specifically, after merging the Dao of Painting, the Chixiao swordsmanship has undergone a qualitative sublimation.

Now, it can be called another set of swordsmanship.

This kind of control over the sword technique and the way of painting is the best in all time.

Li Chenxi is now convinced of the loss.

The clansmen next to them were also shocked when they saw this scene.

"Hiss! The last move, cut through the sky three thousand feet..."

"It's terrible, isn't it?"

"This kind of move is no longer within the control of ordinary people..."

"If you want me to say, even a fairy descended to earth can't bear this blow!"

"I can only say that the Son of God is too awesome!"

"The fusion of kendo and painting, Shenzi deserves to be No. 1 in all ages!"

Before, no one had tried this method of performing swordsmanship.

If nothing else, Li Heng really made a strong mark in history.

In the future, relying on the skill of drawing swords, he may really be able to gallop across the ancient world.

Li Hongtian stood aside, tears welling up in his eyes.

"My son has a great emperor..."

"No!"

"My son has the qualifications of the eternal sword emperor!"