Chapter 187: There is a world in my heart (Five)

After Wang Fuqiang finished speaking, he handed it out with a sword.

The Qianyuan Sect leader suddenly looked aside and exclaimed: "Are you the sword cultivator who came from Jianqi Shanhe?"

Wang Fuqiang was stunned, but did not give up on this sword. But suddenly, he found that the Qianyuan Sect was far from as simple as he imagined.

The leader of Qianyuan Sect directly sacrificed a magic weapon to block Wang Fuqiang's sword.

It’s a pity that Wang Fuqiang’s sword was so powerful that even the formation set up by Liu Zhi was directly destroyed. Countless buildings of Qianyuan Sect collapsed under this sword.

Liu Zhi frowned.

It was not because Wang Fuqiang destroyed his formation, after all, it was just a casual arrangement. As long as there was a powerful force acting on the eye of the formation, it could be broken. What surprised him was that Wang Fuqiang's sword was obviously much stronger than when he was in Guanyang City before.

He is also a sword cultivator. He knows how a sword cultivator can kill him when he draws a sword. That is directly related to the heart of the sword. Therefore, many so-called sword cultivators are actually just cultivators holding swords and cannot be considered real sword cultivators.

Because most sword cultivators will hesitate to use swords, and even they don’t know the purpose of the swords themselves. Over time, it will affect the heart of the sword and become a shackle that cannot be broken through in their lifetime.

But Wang Fuqiang did not hesitate to draw the sword, and handed it out with one sword, as if he would never return without success.

Even if he asked himself, he would not be able to do this like Wang Fuqiang, because every time he set out his sword, he had to have a sufficient reason, just like the same thing as Song Ziling's sword at the Shenwei Sect.

Wang Fuqiang seems to be simpler and more direct in drawing his sword. He is just to kill people, so he will kill him if he draws his sword.

This seems to be fine, but in fact there are big differences, because killing is not a reason, at least for all sword cultivators.

The sword has double blades, not just for killing people.

Therefore, although sword art is romantic, few people can achieve great success in sword art, because sword art itself is like a sword blade, with both positive and negative sides. Just as the Taoist theory of Yin and Yang, only by harmonizing Yin and Yang can we achieve the peak of sword art.

It looks simple, but it is actually extremely difficult.

He spent his whole life finding out the clues.

It took Song Ziling nearly a thousand years to raise the Haoran sword.

And they are not top-notch existences in the path of kendo, which shows how difficult it is to be in the path of kendo.

But Wang Fuqiang's cultivation level and realm are actually far inferior to them. In front of them, Wang Fuqiang's understanding of cultivation is actually like a three-year-old child who just learned to learn to speak.

But the lethality of Wang Fuqiang every time he draws his sword is beyond his cultivation and realm, and is even more terrifying than many sword powers. He really can't figure out how Wang Fuqiang did it.

Could it be that because Wang Fuqiang is not a sword cultivator, he is not affected by the rules of swordsmanship?

Suddenly, he felt that his enlightened understanding of swordsmanship became a little blurred again.

Is it true that my own perception must be right? Is it possible that my detours have taken detours after so many years of concentration? But the entire Yuanyang Realm and the entire cultivation realm are like this, and it has never changed.

He couldn't help but look at Wang Fuqiang, but he couldn't see through it at all.

It seems like he appeared out of thin air, not belonging to this world or this era.

He did know a lot about Wang Fuqiang, but he didn't know much about him. At least he didn't know how many years Wang Fuqiang had been sleeping and why he fell asleep.

He just happened to pass by the sword energy mountains and rivers, and happened to see such a guy, so he played a chess game with Song Ziling, treating Wang Fuqiang as a chess piece, a chess piece that can break the current situation in the Yuanyang Realm.

In fact, this was also considered a bet with Song Ziling. Song Ziling felt that Wang Fuqiang should belong to the world, so Wang Fuqiang could take on the entire world of Yuanyang Realm by himself. Liu Zhi did not object, but he always felt that Wang Fuqiang should belong to the sect.

So whether it is the Shenwei Sect or Tianyan Pavilion Tianyu Mountain, they are actually pushing it secretly. The purpose is to let Wang Fuqiang enter the lifeless world of Yuanyang Realm, see if he can save this world, and see if he will take over the world in the end or take over the sect on the mountain.

Suddenly, he felt like he was wrong.

The mistake is that I am confident and the mistake is that I underestimate Song Ziling.

He was arrogant and talented and had amazing perseverance, but compared with Song Ziling, there seemed to be a big gap. From the beginning, this incident seemed to be a bet with Song Ziling again, but in fact, he was disguised by Song Ziling from the beginning.

Song Ziling gave Wang Fuqiang a sword, which seemed like a helpless move, but in fact it was an extra way out. He probably had to give Wang Fuqiang a sword, and he had no choice.

He suddenly smiled bitterly and whispered: "What a shitty world, what a shitty sect, what you Song Ziling wants is the whole Qiankun. I, Liu Zhi, lost in this game, and I was convinced."

As the formation was broken, the movements here were soon known by the entire Qianyuan Sect. Countless powerful people continued to appear and soon surrounded the place.

Wang Fuqiang stood with his sword, looked at the powerful Qianyuan Sect, and complained: "Your formation is too weak."

Liu Zhi scolded: "Why don't you say that your sword is too strong?"

Wang Fuqiang was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't expect it myself."

Liu Zhi glanced at the sword behind Wang Fuqiang, wanted to speak but stopped, and asked, "Run away?"

Wang Fuqiang shook his head and said, "I feel like I can shoot another sword."

Liu Zhi was stunned and scolded: "What a fucking freak!"

The nine hundred miles in Wang Fuqiang's hand had disappeared, and then he raised his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the Haoran sword behind him. This time he did not let go, but slowly pulled it out.

Seeing Wang Fuqiang's actions, Liu Zhi couldn't help but frown tightly.

Although Wang Fuqiang exceeded his expectations, he did not think that Wang Fuqiang could feel the Haoran Sword now, at least it was impossible for him to exert the power of the Haoran Sword.

If this sword was really so easy to understand, it would not have taken nearly a thousand years to nourish it.

Wang Fuqiang had already pulled out all the Haoran swords and held them in his hand, which was no different from before. He still looked ordinary, unlike when Song Ziling's hand, the sword energy Haoran was.

Liu Zhi really doesn't understand what this guy is going to do now.

Wang Fuqiang raised the long sword in his hand and said, "I am not a sword cultivator, so I naturally don't understand any sword skills, but in my heart, there is a world like Senior Yun Tianyun. He sets out his sword just to make the world a name, and goes to death like the Hangkong Temple. He becomes a beggar and does not forget his original intention..."

"I have righteousness in my heart, and I use my sword to kill people. What kind of banished immortals and cause and effect, I am just a mortal, but I just picked up the sword. What can the gods and Buddhas in the heavens do to me?"

After the words came, Liu Zhi's expression changed drastically.

A wisp of breath continued to gather, and then condensed into the long sword in Wang Fuqiang's hand.

Haoran Sword, specializing in Haoran Qi.

In addition to being surprised, Liu Zhi was also a little excited.

He hopes that Wang Fuqiang can correct the reputation of the sects on the mountain and ask for an explanation for all the monks on the mountain. Song Ziling hopes that Wang Fuqiang can correct the reputation of the sects at the mountain and ask for an explanation for the sects at the mountain and ask for an explanation for the sects at the mountain.

But who would like to ask about this statement?

To the rules between heaven and earth, to the gods who are tall?

No, it is towards this world and this era.

If Wang Fuqiang can really carry the entire universe and the whole world, and pick the rules of the world with swords, then it doesn’t matter whether he wins or Song Ziling wins, because this is a different path.

In his agreement with Song Ziling, they all wanted to give Wang Fuqiang a sword. Song Ziling had already given it, and it was given very directly and even seemed a little hasty. Liu Zhi felt that something might happen to Shanhe Academy, and the second senior brother from Shanhe Academy needed to go back.

But no matter what the reason, Song Ziling did give his sword to Wang Fuqiang.

But Liu Zhi has not handed over his sword until now. In fact, it is not that he has to wait for Song Ziling to take it out first, but that he always feels that Wang Fuqiang is not worthy of his sword, because from the beginning to the end, he feels that Wang Fuqiang is not a real sword cultivator.

How can a monk who is not a sword cultivator be able to take over his own swordsmanship?

He was arrogant and smart, but he turned out to be the stupidest one. Compared with Song Ziling, he lost more than just a game of chess, but also lost the inheritance of this swordsmanship.

Regardless of whether Wang Fuqiang can become a sword cultivator in the future, no matter whether he can carry the world up and down the mountain in the future, his own sword is destined to be behind Haoran's sword.

Of course he could find another person, but he couldn't wait. Song Ziling couldn't wait, and at least there was Shanhe Academy behind Song Ziling, but there was nothing behind him, and there was a deep hatred.

He had to settle those grudges in his life, so Wang Fuqiang was his only choice.

With one sword, two swords crossed, he really wanted to see what kind of scene it looked like, but unfortunately he would never see it in his life, because when his sword was sent out, it was also the time when he completely disappeared. When Wang Fuqiang took over the Haoran sword, he was destined.

He suddenly wanted to curse himself, but he was more sensible than being a scholar.

On the other side, Wang Fuqiang had already handed it out with a sword.

There is only the great energy in the world.

If nine hundred miles are sword intent, then Haoran sword is sword heart.

Because Wang Fuqiang had the reason to draw the sword, it was the so-called world in his heart, the righteousness in his heart, and it was the "sword only for killing people."

Because of this reason, I will kill you when I draw my sword.

Simple, direct.

But Liu Zhi quickly slapped his legs and laughed, because that guy couldn't control the Zongheng Sword at all, so although he seemed to be amazing, the condensed sword energy quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.

Wang Fuqiang stood there, looking confused, and was extremely embarrassed.

Of course, this is not a problem with the sword, nor is it his problem, but his cultivation is too low.

Liu Zhi seemed very happy, and he smiled so hard that tears filled his eyes.
Chapter completed!