Honghuang: Jiejiao Sword God, one sword opens the gate of heaven

"My swordsmanship has fallen behind..."

This moment.

Hearing what Chen Ziqi said, Tongtian was suddenly stunned.

I stared at him blankly, somewhat unconvinced.

Tongtian admitted that his kendo skills were not as good as his best friend's.

But if someone said that his swordsmanship had fallen behind, Tongtian would naturally be unwilling.

Now in the entire prehistoric world, his swordsmanship is the strongest.

If his swordsmanship was also inferior, wouldn't it prove that the swordsmanship of the entire prehistoric world was inferior?

how can that be!

Therefore, at this moment, Tongtian simply looked at Chen Ziqi, and the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Do not believe!

In other words, this is Tongtian's confidence, confidence in his own swordsmanship.

Anyone with great talent has great confidence in themselves, which makes them invincible, but also has disadvantages.

That is, if there are opposing opinions, it is extremely difficult to believe, or to put it bluntly, they will not turn back until they hit the wall.

Chen Ziqi understood this, so he did not explain it in words, but...

hum!

With a slight sound, the spiritual sword in his hand dissipated, and then a ray of sword intent appeared.

The sword intent was so solid that it gave people the feeling that it was able to cut through heaven and earth.

When Tongtian saw the sword intent, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sword intent is very unusual.

Even those in the holy realm may not be able to possess it!

Chen Ziqi spoke:

"Use a ray of sword energy and try to cut it open."

Tongtian was stunned. Although he didn't understand the meaning of doing this, he still did it.

hum!

The same soft sound.

A sword intent with a faint silver-white glow appeared from the center of Tongtian's palm.

The sword intent that pierced the sky was much thicker, flashing with a faint glow, and was extremely dazzling.

"Get closer."

Tongtian did as he was told.

As the two sword intentions approached, there was nothing unusual at first, but as the distance got closer, something unexpected happened.

When the two sword intentions were still one foot apart, it was difficult to get closer.

This is not Tongtian stopping on his own initiative, but...

His sword intent was actually trembling...

No matter how scared he was, no matter how hesitant he was, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward even an inch!

How can this be?

He immediately looked up and looked at Chen Ziqi in disbelief.

He could clearly feel the touch brought by the sword's will: awe and submission;

It was like a subject meeting an emperor.

An extremely clear sense of class.

this...

He was stunned for a moment, and then recalled in a daze what Chen Ziqi had just said.

Could it be that... my swordsmanship has really fallen behind?

Tongtian frowned deeply, and his brows froze in an instant.

Next, he tried again in disbelief.

The result remains the same.

His sword intent could never get close to Chen Ziqi's sword intent.

Not to mention getting close, within a foot, you can't move at all.

His face looked a little ugly.

At first he still felt that there was a gap between the two, but it would not be that big. However, the scene before him made him believe it.

call!

After taking a long breath, Tongtian was covered with golden light.

In the flash, a holy power burst out instantly.

The strength of the saint realm was released without reservation.

There was determination in his eyes.

This time, he's going to try his best!

The way of the sword has been confined to this realm for more than 125,600 years.

He believed that he had already reached the pinnacle of kendo.

Although his best friend was extremely gifted in the way of the sword, Tong Tian believed that his sword skills might not be as good as his, but at least they were still on the same level.

This is his pride and also his confidence in kendo.

This moment.

As Tongtian's momentum grew stronger, the silver-white sword intent also became stronger.

As for this scene, Chen Ziqi just watched it indifferently, without any intention of stopping it.

After the silver-white sword intent grew to a certain extent, Tongtian chose to stop.

Then take a deep breath.

He glanced at Chen Ziqi, and without stopping, chose to continue trying.

This time, the strengthened silver-white sword intent will have even more powerful power.

It moved three inches beyond the original distance of one foot.

But, that’s all.

After three inches, it is difficult to move forward.

Chen Ziqi's face looked calm.

Tongtian looked unhappy.

A moment.

He dispersed the sword in his hand and did not try again.

Then he raised his head and stared at Chen Ziqi:

"Why?"

There was desire in his eyes.

That’s indeed the case.

When he strengthened his sword intent, the sense of layers became clearer.

He could clearly feel the fear in his own sword intent, which was the fear of an inferior facing a superior.

It was as if it came from the blood and the submission from the depths of the soul.

This shouldn't be the case!

Tongtian was puzzled and finally gave up thinking, then looked up at Chen Ziqi.

Waiting for his answer.

Chen Ziqi smiled faintly:

"I told you before that I have cut my own realm several times and cut myself down from the holy realm. Do you know why?"

Tongtian was stunned for a moment, then his eyes froze for a moment, and he asked tentatively:

"You mean, the holy realm affects the sword? No..."

Tongtian looked at him, "I can feel that he is beneficial to the way of the sword."

There was even more doubt in Tongtian's eyes.

Chen Ziqi explained:

"The holy realm is indeed beneficial to the way of the sword. After entering the holy realm, one can perceive the great way and the heaven and earth more clearly, which is good for the way of the sword. But..."

He paused, "It affects the purity of the sword."

Tongtian looked puzzled.

Chen Ziqi asked again: "When you broke through to the Saint realm that day, were you longing for greater power or for the lofty swordsmanship?"

Upon hearing this, Tongtian suddenly paused.

When he broke through to become a saint that day, he naturally desired even more powerful strength.

After all, becoming a saint is the wish of several of them.

Except for the Taoist Hongjun, the Three Pure Ones have been deeply stimulated since Nuwa was the first to become a saint.

After witnessing the power of saints, becoming a saint became an obsession that was difficult to eliminate.

Seeing Tongtian was speechless, Chen Ziqi continued:

"The obsession you had when you broke through the realm was just a stronger force. Your thirst for power had already overwhelmed your swordsmanship. Since then, your swordsmanship has gone astray."

"Today, perhaps you have reached the end of this path of cultivation, and your swordsmanship has been difficult to advance, and you think you have reached the end. But... this is not the case!"

Tongtian was shocked when he heard Chen Ziqi's words.

It is indeed so!

He looked at Chen Ziqi and asked in a somewhat hurried tone:

"Then, is there any way for me to remedy this situation now? Can I pursue a higher level of swordsmanship?"

"Have!"

Chen Ziqi looked at him and said, "But the price is very high. It depends on whether you are willing to accept it."

"What price?"

Tongtian asked.

"Just like I did in the beginning, I cut off my own realm and fell down to the holy realm!"

Chen Ziqi concealed nothing and spoke every word.

When Tongtian heard this, his eyes widened, and then a hint of struggle flashed across his face.