"Wait!" Just when Yi Tianxing and the others were about to leave Danxin Bookstore, Old Yuan suddenly said.
"Tianxing, can you let me see your soul sword?" At this moment, Old Yuan does not have the demeanor of a generation of sword masters. Instead, he looks more like a dying old man, with the wrinkles of his skin reflecting the traces of time.
As time goes by, the eyes are filled with a kind of sadness and loneliness.
"Soul sword, but Grandpa Yuan, you also know my situation. At present, I can't control the fluctuations caused by the soul sword!" Yi Tianxing pondered for a while and said to old man Yuan. It's not that Yi Tianxing doesn't want to summon the soul sword, but Tian
The energy fluctuations of the heaven-level soul sword are really too great. With Yi Tianxing's current strength, he still cannot fully control the fluctuations in the soul power of the heaven-level soul sword. Moreover, when the heaven-level soul sword is released, it will have a huge impact on the surrounding people and the soul sword.
Pressure, after all, the Heavenly Sword comes out, and Wanjian surrenders!
"Don't worry, within my sword domain, no one will notice the energy fluctuations of your heavenly soul sword!" Old Yuan said softly, while a blood-red light surged from his body, instantly covering Yi Tianxing.
Inside, at the same time, a violent energy wave full of murderous aura surged out immediately, but it quickly subsided. Yi Tianxing, enveloped by this aura, felt that his whole body was suddenly cold, and the blood in his body seemed to be like boiling water.
General surges, as if to escape from his limbs and bones, a bloody smell so rich and nauseating that it made him feel frightened.
"What a weird energy, what a terrifying aura!" Yi Tianxing secretly exclaimed. Although it was only for a moment, the aura made Yi Tianxing tremble with fear.
After stabilizing his mind, Yi Tianxing's eyes suddenly emitted two kinds of light, one white and one black. Along with the black and white light, two somewhat ethereal sword shadows slowly emerged behind Yi Tianxing, and his whole person exuded a
There was an extremely sharp sword energy, and at the same time, a vast aura that seemed to come from ancient times filled the air instantly.
"Yin and Yang, appear!" As the momentum climbed to a certain point, Yi Tianxing shouted lowly, and at the same time, two extremely sharp auras flashed out. When the light shone to its brightest, two soul swords, one black and one white, instantly
The violent roars were like two giant dragons hovering around Yi Tianxing. For a moment, the sharp sword energy and majestic momentum shocked people's hearts.
One is as black as ink, exuding a rough and violent aura, and the other is as white as jade, exuding a mellow and ethereal aura. It is Yi Tianxing's soul sword, the black Yang Sword and the white Yin Sword. When holding these two swords again
While using the soul sword, Yi Tianxing suddenly felt like he was looking down on the people, an aura of a king. The clothes of Mu Ming and the three people around him were also blown by the energy of the two soul swords.
"Every time I see the young master's soul sword, I have a feeling of worship!" Looking at the two soul swords, Mu Ming said sincerely, "If it hadn't been for Grandpa Yuan's sword domain, I would probably have lost my mind.
Qinggan is about to jump out again."
"Then, is that the second brother's soul sword? The second brother is a swordsman?" Feeling the vigorous energy escaping, Ah Tu said dreamily with his mouth wide open.
"Ah Tu, we will explain this matter to you later!" Mu Ming couldn't help but said immediately when he saw Ah Tu's look.
"Grandpa Yuan, please give me some advice!" Yi Tianxing, who was holding the soul sword, suddenly shouted to the old man Yuan in front of him. At the same time, he quickly danced the soul sword with his left and right hands at the same time. A strong black and white energy spread instantly, and the two souls
The black and white half-moon-shaped beads on the sword's head suddenly shined.
As soon as the words fell, the Yang Sword and Yin Sword in Yi Tianxing's hand suddenly thrust out at once, and the space roared violently. At the center of Yi Tianxing's eyebrows, a powerful soul energy fluctuated, pouring out like a floodgate.
Feeling the powerful and vigorous energy emanating from Yi Tianxing, Old Yuan's eyes lit up, and a strange blood-red light suddenly appeared on his body. Finally, it condensed into a bloody red lotus in his hand, and the red lotus kept blooming.
Falling, a trace of sword essence escaped.
"Yin Yang Jue, split the sky!" At a certain moment, Yi Tianxing suddenly shouted violently, and the soul sword in his hand charged towards Old Yuan with an unstoppable attitude, and Old Yuan also threw the bloody red lotus in his hand towards Yi Tianxing.
The two swords and the red lotus touched at the next moment, and the energy continued to expand and contract. The tyrannical energy fluctuations spread out in circles, and finally dissipated in the air.
"Not bad, really good! He is worthy of being the successor of Shuangjue!" Feeling the collision of energy in the air, Old Yuan said with great admiration, "What a Yin and Yang art. I guess this is the sword art you created on your way!"
Old Yuan looked with joy at Yi Tianxing, whose face turned pale and was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily. His cloudy eyes were full of admiration and relief, with a trace of nostalgia.
"You are worthy of being a genius of a generation. You have understood the sword intention to such a level and can integrate the sword intention into the sword art. You are the first person I have ever seen!"
"The strength you just burst out is definitely the strength of a Six-Star Sword Master. You can reach this level at the age of fifteen. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought that the third child was exaggerating. But now it seems,
You speak better than the third child!" Old Yuan looked at Yi Tianxing with a slight smile while stroking his beard.