The light that shines on the sword in the stone is like the first light that was born when the world first opened. Although it is not dazzling, it can illuminate the heaven and earth, all things, and everyone in this battle of gods.
world!
Naturally, it also illuminated the golden illusory sword that was refined from the entire body of the Sword God, and even the dark divine light that represented the law of the sword was clearly reflected.
At the same time as this light appeared, a majestic atmosphere, but with a sharp feeling, burst out from the Sword in the Stone in an instant.
This kind of explosion goes both ways!
On one side, this feeling turned into an illusory sword, pointing at the sword god in the distance.
On the other side, this feeling was like a storm, rushing into Ye Dong's body from the hands that tightly held the Sword in the Stone.
At this moment, everything in Ye Dong's eyes completely disappeared. There was no longer the two illusory swords that were about to collide, nor the thousands of worlds floating around in all directions like bubbles.
At this moment, there was only a light in front of his eyes!
A cold sword-shaped light!
Although this light does not look very huge, in the light, Ye Dong can clearly feel a kind of precipitation that seems to have condensed the vicissitudes of the past, a kind of unrestrained and independent way between heaven and earth, and a kind of magnanimous gentleman.
The wind!
Sword, the king of hundreds of soldiers, the gentleman among soldiers!
Even, in this light, Ye Dong saw his second senior brother, Jian Zunjun Bu Regret!
It's just that Jun Buhui is in the light, and there is no melancholy or sadness in his eyes. There is only boundless clarity, and that unbridled freedom that is proud of the world.
Sword intent?
No, Ye Dong faced this light and suddenly realized in his heart, this is the Tao!
This is kendo!
When Ye Dong thought of this, his mind was like a huge explosion. Countless pictures came to his face, and in each picture there was a different figure, old, young, male, or
female!
The only thing that is the same is that each figure standing there is just like Jun Buhui that Ye Dong saw in that light, exuding a gentleman's style, a sense of magnanimity, and a charm of Tao!
Finally, the endless pictures stopped at the last picture, and the figure that appeared in this picture was Jun Buhui!
Suddenly, Ye Dong understood that there are many avenues, one of which is called the Way of Swords!
Every figure in these pictures in front of me is a person who has controlled the sword through the ages!
Now, Jun Buhui has become the last person to control the way of swordsmanship. However, now, it seems that he has given all his understanding and inheritance of the way of swordsmanship to himself.
Just when Ye Dong was immersed in these scenes, the sword in the stone and the illusory sword of the Sword God had collided together.
This collision was extremely slight. There was not even a trace of shock on the blades of the two swords. It was as if the two swords were deliberately touched lightly, and there was no power fluctuation.
And out.
"Buzz!"
The golden illusory sword, under this slight collision, suddenly made a sword sound that sounded like sorrow and enlightenment!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
In the sky where the gods were fighting, a hand suddenly appeared, a huge hand so big that it almost covered more than half of the world.
It seems that with a gentle grasp of his giant hand, he can easily hold countless worlds in his palm, and with just a slight exertion, he can crush countless worlds into pieces.
This hand went straight towards the Sword in the Stone still held by Ye Dong!
At this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly lit up on the sword in the stone. In the golden light, Jun Buhui's figure reappeared, but at this moment, he was just like Ye Dong saw him in the light.
Qingliang, with that unrestrained and uninhibited look, looked at the giant hand getting closer and closer to him, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted: "There is no sword in my hand, and there is no sword in my heart, but in this sky, this earth, and all things
, all can be swords, come swords!”
"Buzz!"
Streams of air shot out from the void between the thousands of worlds within the Conferred God War.
These airflows are like a storm. As they pass through each world, they will cause this world and even the billions of lives in the world to feel a violent tremor. On top of the bubbles, those Dao patterns that fell from the sky also
Then a golden light lit up, emitting waves of majestic power, which seemed to block the impact of the airflow storm on every world.
"Keng!"
These airflows did not stop in the air, and instantly formed a sword. Like the sword in the stone, it automatically fell into Jun Buhui's hand.
It's just that this sword has a golden pattern like a sword, which adds an air of vicissitudes and magnanimity to this sword.
Jun Buhui held the sword in his hand, the smile on his face became thicker, the light in his eyes became brighter, and at this moment, the giant hand had come to his eyes.
"Since you want my way, I will give it to you today. In the name of my master, I will turn it into the way of swordsmanship and the sword!"
As Jun Buhui's words fell, he suddenly grasped the sword in his hand that was condensed from countless gases, and with an extremely ordinary posture and an extremely ordinary sword move, he stabbed the giant hand directly.
"Keng!"
The tip of the sword stabbed the giant hand accurately, making a thundering sound of gold and iron. It seemed that this hand was no longer made of flesh and blood, but was made of the strongest material in the world.
, blocking the tip of the sword from his own skin.
"Break it for me!"
Suddenly, Jun Buhui let out a roar, his head filled with rage, and his long hair danced wildly. Each hair turned into a black sharp sword. In an instant, thousands of swords came out in unison and continued to stab at the giant hand.
A man dressed in white made a hunting sound, exploded under the violent force, and turned into thousands of cloth strips, but each cloth strip also turned into a white sharp sword, stabbing at the giant with an indomitable momentum.
hand.
"Bah, break, break!"
Jun Buhui thought about his voice again. Every time a word came out, a mouthful of soul blood would spurt out. Three mouthfuls of soul blood exploded in the air. Each drop of soul blood also turned into a bloody sword, stabbing the giant hand crazily.
Black sword, white sword, bloody sword!
The sharp swords of three colors seemed to be endless, overwhelming, and they all stabbed the giant hand fiercely.
Suddenly, Jun Buhui stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and uttered a voice like a chant: "I will use my soul of swordsmanship to sacrifice the Tao sword and break it!"
"boom!"
A golden light suddenly appeared above Jun Buhui's eyebrows. The golden light turned into a ball of light mist, completely wrapping Jun Buhui's body. Then, the golden light mist turned into a golden sword.
, also stabbed the giant hand.
"Brother!"
Ye Dong happened to wake up from that immersive state at this moment, and happened to see the scene in front of him that almost made him lose his mind.