Chapter 1578 The Sword Master of the East China Sea takes action
"Donghai, Liu Hua!"
A steady voice sounded, and thousands of monks present noticed that a middle-aged male monk had appeared behind Su Twelve.
Wearing a dark gray robe, cloth shoes, dark skin, and a thin figure, he looked as if he would fall over if the wind blew.
The messy hair is fluffy and slightly messy, hanging down behind him. The strong face has sharp edges and corners, as if it was carved with a knife and an axe.
The lower half of his face is covered with a thick and stiff beard, about half an inch long.
With such an appearance, at first glance, he does not look like a monk, but looks like a decadent and unmotivated mountain villager.
The monk who came was not much stronger than Su Twelve, and the aura exuding from his body was clearly just the aura of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
But standing there with his hands behind his hands, just standing there is like an insurmountable mountain. His demeanor is as calm as Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, and he is not affected by the troll's breath at all.
"What a wonderful Mu Yunzhou, it really surprises me again and again. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it. There are really people in this world who can have the ability to compete with the out-of-body stage in Nascent Soul.
strength."
"It's a pity that your cultivation strength is still slightly inferior. Appearing at this moment is just a waste of life!"
The troll glared at Liu Hua, and the young devil spoke in a deep voice.
Seeing Liu Hua's cultivation clearly, his heart began to tremble even more.
Su Twelve had shocked him several times. Now there was someone who was no less powerful than Su Twelve.
At this moment, he understood why the Demon Lord was so anxious to let them take action.
"Are you...really considered a being in the out-of-body stage?"
Liu Hua spoke calmly, his face not wavering at all, and his mood was not affected by the other party's words at all.
"Yes or no, you can tell by taking action. In the face of absolute strength, you will know what cruelty is!"
The troll clenched his fists and stared at Liu Hua with murderous intent.
"It only takes one move to defeat you!" Liu Hua remained unmoved, his voice unhurried and unhurried, as if he was explaining a story.
fact.
"Hahaha, what an arrogant person, let him die!"
The troll laughed loudly when he heard the words, and two disbelieving glances flashed across his millstone-like eyes.
The person in front of me is indeed not bad in strength, but after all, he is just a Dzogchen monk at the Nascent Soul stage, and he actually said that he would defeat him with one move.
Hearing these words only made him feel ridiculous.
But the next second, he still looked up to the sky and screamed, his body thousands of feet ignited with monstrous demonic fire.
It was ridiculous, but there was also anger rising in his heart. He raised his fists at the same time, and smashed them hard at Liu Hua with a cruel look on his face.
"Boy, your understanding of kendo is not bad, but... there is still something missing. See clearly!"
Facing the attack, Liu Hua remained calm.
Taking a step forward, he stood side by side with Su Twelve, and his voice also sounded in Su Twelve's ears.
Something is missing?
Su Twelve's body trembled slightly, and he immediately cheered up after hearing this.
He was no stranger to Liu Hua. When they met in the East China Sea Islands, he had shown amazing swordsmanship.
Now that we meet again, we can clearly feel that the opponent's swordsmanship has reached an unfathomable level.
The name of the Sword Master of the East China Sea is by no means unearned.
Saying this at this moment clearly means to give guidance to yourself.
This moved Su Twelve and made him even more curious. Can the other party really surpass the giant in front of him who is comparable to the true out-of-body stage with his Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen cultivation?
Su Twelve had an idea, and the Sword Master of the East China Sea also made further moves at this moment.
Concentrate your fingers to lift your Qi.
Suddenly.
A huge but invisible will of the sword spread between heaven and earth. The troll waved its fists, causing a roar.
The strong wind dissipated for no reason.
In a land with a radius of hundreds of miles, thousands of swords roared together.
Streams of sword light rushed into the sky, paying homage to him from afar.
In front of Su Twelve, the Nirvana Sword that was blasted into the earth also trembled differently.
It was at this moment that a flying sword appeared in front of Liu Hua, the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
The flying sword looks ordinary. Although it has spiritual essence emanating from it, it is clearly just a first-grade flying sword.
But the strange phenomenon of thousands of swords in the sky is enough to show that under the sword intention of the Sword Saint of the East China Sea, even this magic weapon flying sword bursts out with amazing power.
"Buzz!"
With a buzzing sound, the flying sword in front of Liu Hua soared into the sky.
There is no colorful offensive, but only a flash of sword light that looks extremely ordinary.
However, as the sword light passed by, the whistling and sinking fists paused in the air. Then, a breeze blew by, and the troll's arms collapsed.
The flying sword moved forward without hesitation, until it submerged into the giant monster's body.
The next second, thousands of tiny sword energies came out of the body, and the body of the thousand-foot-long giant demon disintegrated in the air.
Tens of thousands of little devils screamed and dispersed, but even if they left, there was still a faint sword energy lingering around each little devil.
The sword energy is as thin as a hair and looks extremely fragile.
But under the lingering sword energy, the little demons disappeared one after another with whimpering sounds before they could get away.
Staring at this scene, the whole place was completely silent.
Shocking gazes gathered on Liu Hua, the Sword Master of the East China Sea, like snowflakes.
Whether they were monks from the East China Sea Islands or Muyun Prefecture, they were all getting to know the person in front of them again, and then they understood what the four words "Sword Saint of the East China Sea" meant.
"The Sword Saint of the East China Sea... No wonder he is named the Sword Saint by thousands of monks in the East China Sea Islands. This person's swordsmanship is almost close to that of Taoism. I am afraid that it is not as good as the legendary swordsman of Mu Yunzhou."
The talented Xiao Wujian is no less generous."
"If it weren't for the limitation of cultivation level, the power of this sword would be even more amazing."
Zhu Hanwei murmured quietly, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It is undoubtedly reassuring to have such a strong person sitting in charge. The most important thing is that the other party is following the sect master and others to the depths of the endless sea. Now that the other party appears, it means that no matter how slow the sect master and others are, they will not be slow for too long.
In front of Zhu Hanwei, Su Twelve had already closed his eyes without knowing when.
He closed his eyes tightly, but the trajectory of the sword energy's speed clearly appeared in his mind.
The third move of Heaven's Swordsmanship was just a final kick.
Watching the sword master of the East China Sea take action at this moment made him fully understand.
The opponent's swordsmanship is simple and simple. No matter whether it was the first time they met or they meet again now, every time they strike, they don't waste any more effort.
But in addition, the opponent's sword also carries an indomitable and determined will to move forward.
Once you draw your sword, never look back!
This is absolute trust in your own swordsmanship!
And this... is exactly what he lacks.
The third move of Tianzhi Swordsmanship, the sword body was looming and already formed, but because he was hesitant and doubtful about his swordsmanship, at the last moment, the sword move could not be serious.
After thinking about this, Su Twelve opened his eyes again, and two gleams of light flashed in his eyes.
He turned to look at the Sword Master of the East China Sea, a look of gratitude appeared on his face.
But before he could say anything more, a large number of little devils died in the air, and the young devil's body appeared in the air again.
"how did you do that?"
Looking at the Sword Master of the East China Sea with a solemn expression, this time, the young demon's aura was even weaker than ever before.
I couldn't believe that the other party actually did it, destroying his own demonic body composed of hundreds of thousands of little demons in one move.