()Chapter 393: Jian Cheng

The foundation of a swordsman!

Han Mo was severely shocked in his heart. You must know that the foundation of a swordsman is already questioning the essence.

What is fundamental means root, essence, and origin.

At this moment, the move of the sword without any return has actually touched the essence of the swordsman and the foundation of the sword. This can't help but shock Han Mo.

If you want to know the root, you must explore and trace the origin, get to the bottom of things, and get to the bottom of things. This is already an understanding of the Tao, and it has risen to a kind of understanding and enlightenment of the fundamentals of things, which is completely transcendent.

It’s something that a Dragon Transformation Realm warrior can come into contact with.

It's no wonder that even Han Mo was shocked.

The understanding of "Tao" or the nature of things is something that only warriors in the Creation realm can have access to. But now, the Thirty-Six Swords of Only Self in Han Mo's hand, only the fifth sword makes him

Han Mo couldn't help but be shocked when he came into contact with something that a warrior in the Creation Realm could come into contact with...

"Master, master, who are you? What kind of skill is this skill? It's so defying the heavens. No wonder you dare to say that as long as I understand this skill, I can break through to the realm of creation..."

Han Mo was shocked in his heart. Just by looking at the three moves of Weiwo Thirty-Six Swords, he could be sure that this was a technique that was definitely no less than an emperor. Han Mo even believed that if it were leaked

If you go out, even those warriors in the Creation Realm will come to fight for it.

"Master, don't worry, since Han Mo has obtained this technique, Han Mo will never let you down."

Han Mo's eyes flashed, "Such a skill is so shocking that it must be kept secret. It must not be leaked, lest it be remembered by interested people. It is a blessing, not a curse, and it is a curse that cannot be avoided."

Such exercises must never be known to outsiders.

"This technique is very strange. It requires a very high level of understanding of sword intent, but it requires very average physical fitness. With the strength I have now, I should be able to barely perform it once or twice, but it can also be regarded as a reserved one.

A killer weapon."

Han Mo said secretly in his heart, then he drew his sword and practiced the third move of the Thirty-Six Swords of Only Me with a roar.

Of course, this is just the first practice. It is just imitating a cat and imitating a tiger. It has almost no offensive power.

…

"Qiang!"

With a flash of cold light, the long sword in Han Mo's hand was suddenly unsheathed, and he kicked off the ground. The whole man jumped into the air, his clothes rustling in the wind, like a swordsman from outside the world, and he kept waving the long sword.

Countless rays of sword energy were constantly whirling and whistling in the void, cutting the air and making a deafening crackling sound.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The long sword kept waving, Han Mo's eyes were slightly closed, and he stopped thinking about other things. He concentrated on practicing swordsmanship. His whole person fell into a strange state, half thinking, half thinking, half thinking, and nothing in his heart.

I have no other, no distracting thoughts, and all I have is a sword.

A living sword!

Gradually, Han Mo seemed to have disappeared. There was no more Han Mo between heaven and earth, no more breeze, bright moon, dead trees and dim crows. What was left was just a sword, a long sword that kept swinging.

As time went by, the long sword stopped waving and floated in mid-air, making a buzzing trembling sound. It seemed that it was alive and was about to come back to life at any time. The trembling sound became more and more intensive and became more and more intense.

Loud, gradually deafening...

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the long sword froze, stopped trembling, and was firmly grasped in the hand. It stopped moving, as obediently as a cat.

"The sword never comes back!"

A high-pitched voice, like a bell, roared from Han Mo's mouth, and the void within three inches in front exploded, forming black holes one after another, and the air between heaven and earth seemed to be absorbed.

As we entered, the wind blew violently and dust filled the sky.

"Wow!"

With one strike of the sword, Han Mo found that a huge hole was torn open in the void where the sword energy passed, as if a monster had opened its huge mouth and wanted to swallow everything.

Before the sword energy arrived, the ground began to explode inch by inch, forming pits one after another. Even the flowers, plants and trees not far away began to quickly wither, explode, and turned into dust, which fell freely.

One place.

"boom!"

With a deafening sound, Han Mo's long sword finally struck the ground. A three-foot-long hole was instantly formed on the ground, as if it was a crack caused by an earthquake, and it did not look like a man-made crack at all.

generally.

Han Mo knew that he had finally completed the fifth sword of the Thirty-Six Swords of Only One.

"The sword, my Han Mo's sword, can conquer the world with one sword, and prove eternal life with one sword."

"The sword never comes back!"

The long sword trembled, seeming to be responding to Han Mo...

…

Later, Han Mo took out a yellowed ancient book from the storage ring. When the breeze moved, the book was blown open, and it was densely filled with various fonts.

"The True Demon's Indestructible Body"!

What Han Mo held in his hand was actually a cultivation technique!

A technique that shone with a faint pitch-black light, and a refreshing scent, was constantly shrouding the direction of Han Mo.

""The True Demon's Indestructible Body"..."

Looking at this weird technique, Han Mo's expression changed slightly, and he blinked his eyes, with a hint of curiosity and caution, "Is it a magic practice?"

Han Mo knew that in this world, unlike most warriors, there were still people practicing demonic techniques.

The skills of demonic cultivation can make the cultivator's cultivation breakthrough very fast, but it is domineering and fierce, unparalleled in the world. After practicing, it is also extremely easy to become a demon, and the body will disappear. When the cultivator reaches the realm of supernatural power, he often

Nine out of ten people will go crazy and die.

Despite this, there are still a large number of warriors who choose to practice demonic skills and improve their cultivation through various cruel means.

"This technique can indeed make my cultivation level improve by leaps and bounds. Moreover, after practicing the All-Heaven-Destroying Nerves, I won't have to worry about becoming a demon again if I practice demonic techniques."

Suddenly, Han Mo's voice changed, "But if everyone in the world knows about your practice of magic, hehe..."

After reading this, Han Mo paused slightly while turning the book in his hand, but the meaning was already very obvious.

"The right way and the evil way have no distinction between the mind and the law, only the mind of the cultivator."

Suddenly, Han Mo burst into laughter, but he didn't care at all, and said with a smile: "Cultivating the righteous mind and doing the devil's things is the devil's way. Cultivating the devil's mind and doing the righteous things is the righteous way. It may not be convenient for me to practice the devil's mind.

Will do evil."

"I don't care what the devil's way is. As long as it can make my cultivation level break through quickly, it is the right way, and it is the way of Han Mo. My ancestors have no laws, and the way of heaven is not enough to be feared. My way is the way of heaven, and my law is victorious.
Chapter completed!