Suddenly there was a light in front of his eyes. Han Baodiao instinctively raised his head and screamed strangely, "What's going on?"
Originally, the four members of the Sword Pavilion were thrown into an empty cave by Passepartout, and were studying a large number of kendo classics. Unexpectedly, along with a violent shock, the thick cave roof disappeared inexplicably, and the originally dark and airtight cave unexpectedly became...
It became an open-air place.
The air is filled with sword aura, ferocious flames, brilliant light and shadow, and dust and smoke swirling in the wind.
The earth was trembling crazily, space was shattering frequently, the majestic mountains were razed to the ground, the rocks, trees, flowers, plants, birds and animals were all turned into powder and scattered between the sky and the earth. The entire area was covered in mist, and the vision was blurred.
"Kunwu Sword Palace..."
Tuoba Godkiller stroked his unshaven chin and murmured to himself, "Did someone knock on the door?"
"This is the territory of the Lord of Swords."
A trace of surprise flashed across Lu Qingyan's beautiful eyes, "According to Passepartout, even if all the other masters put together, they may not be the opponent of this master of swords. Who is so bold as to dare to challenge him?"
Must?"
"What's the point of guessing here?"
Han Baodiao curled his lips and said, "You'll know if you go out and take a look."
After saying that, he bent his knees slightly and jumped up into the sky to find out.
"What a pig brain."
Tuoba Godkiller grabbed his arm and said, "To be able to beat Kunwu Sword Palace like this, no matter who comes, you and I can't match it. To rush forward like this is no different than to die."
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"or……"
Fatty Yuwen Huitian suggested in a low voice from the side, "Let's take the opportunity to escape?"
"run?"
Tuoba Godkiller glanced at him, "Where are you running to?"
"Anywhere will do."
Yu Wenlitian thought for a moment and said, "It's better than living in fear all day long, being at the mercy of others, and not even being able to control your own destiny."
"But these classics..."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Qingyan seemed to be quite moved, but she glanced at the mountain of kendo classics piled up in the cave, but she felt a little reluctant to leave.
The Sword Pavilion is the cave where the best sword in the world is located, and it is also the holy place in the hearts of all sword cultivators in the original land.
As a disciple of Jiange, she has studied countless kendo classics throughout her life.
Before entering the Realm of Chaos, she always believed that if the Sword Pavilion was ranked second among swordsmen, then no other force in the world would dare to be ranked first.
It wasn't until she was brought to Kunwu Sword Palace by Passepartout that she finally realized clearly that there was a world of difference between the Holy Land of Swordsmanship and the Holy Land of Swordsmanship.
>The sword master's collection of kendo classics is not only far superior in quantity to that of the Sword Pavilion, but the quality is even higher by countless levels.
If Kunwu Sword Palace is compared to a university, then Sword Palace is only at the junior high school level. The achievements of the two in the concept of kendo are simply like a firefly to the sun and the moon, and there is no comparison at all.
During this period of hard study, she almost overturned her original understanding of kendo and constructed a new set of theories.
Although the special devil training given by Jian Zhi Lu Tong was inhumane and full of crises, it really improved the strength of the four of them.
When she thought that after leaving, she would lose the opportunity to spy on the supreme swordsmanship, Lu Qingyan found it hard to let go.
"Fat man, look at your potential."
Tuoba Godkiller glanced at Yu Wenlitian with disdain, "No wonder he is about to be outdone by the third child."
"What's your opinion?" Yu Wenlitian asked in dissatisfaction.
"Didn't you hear what Feng Jiao asked the Lord of Swords to do?"
Tuoba Godkiller stroked his chin and said with a smirk, "The secrets of the Sword Palace are all hidden in the Kunwu Sword Wall. With such a divine object, if I can't get a closer look, wouldn't it be a waste of all my years?"
Penance?"
Kunwu sword wall!
Upon hearing these four words, the eyes of the other three people all shone, and their faces all showed a look of yearning.
"Such a secret treasure."
Han Baodiao swallowed hard and said quietly, "Will Jian Palace agree to help us understand?"
"I agree!"
Tuoba said disapprovingly, "Now that they have been beaten like this, how can they have time to take care of us? I drank a lot of wine with Passepartout in the past two days, and finally got the sword wall out of his mouth."
Let’s take a walk around the location, I’ll take you to open your eyes.”
After that, he quickly walked to the front of the cave wall, waved to his three fellow disciples, and then jumped up, his lower abdomen tightly pressed against the wall, and he swam up quickly like a nimble gecko.
"As expected of senior brother."
Han Baodiao followed suit and exclaimed, "It turns out you have been planning the sword wall for a long time."
"Nonsense, the supreme secret of swordsmanship is right in front of you, how can you miss it?"
Tuoba Godkiller replied without turning his head, "On the contrary, you few actually have no idea about Jianbi. That is truly incredible."
The four of them tried hard to hide their auras, gather their consciousness, and cautiously walked at the bottom of the battlefield, not even daring to take a breath.
, for fear of accidentally exposing his whereabouts, provoking a shocking sword energy, and having to collect a box lunch on the spot in the next second.
After reaching the ground, the four major disciples of Jiange were secretly frightened by the messy scene all around.
Where else is the Kunwu Sword Palace?
The majestic palace filled with enemy weapons has long since disappeared, and even the rolling hills behind have mostly been razed to the ground, leaving only countless ruins and the mist of dust that filled the sky.
Under the ruthless destruction of the sword energy, it looked tragic and desolate.
Previously in the cave, the four people's consciousnesses were shrouded by the sword master's sword intention, and they were unable to perceive the situation outside the cave.
The doomsday scene that suddenly appeared in front of them immediately made them feel caught off guard, and it was somewhat difficult to accept it emotionally.
After walking hurriedly for a while, the four of them finally came to a cliff. A tall and long stone wall appeared in their sight.
Not far in front of the stone wall, a white figure sat cross-legged. It was He Xiaolian who was sent to monitor Fengjiao.
arrive!
Recognizing He Xiaolian's identity, the four of them all looked happy and their hearts beat loudly, knowing that they were very close to the legendary stone wall recording the supreme swordsmanship.
Just when Tuoba Godkiller was about to step forward and exchange a few words with He Xiaolian, a light suddenly lit up above his head.
When they looked up, the four of them were stunned and their jaws almost fell to the ground.
An incredibly bright sword light flew across the horizon and struck down on the sword wall with unparalleled power.
There are no words in the world that can describe the grace of this sword.
The moment the sword light passed over their heads, just a little power escaped from it, and it knocked the four people to the ground, and they were unable to get up for a long time.
"Boom!"
Tuoba tried his best to raise his head and look at the sword wall, but what he saw was only a vast expanse of white, making it impossible to see anything. The terrifying loud noise made his head buzz and his eardrums were about to burst.
The terrifying energy that swept over him pushed his head hard to the ground again, sinking deeply into the soil. The severe pain almost made him think that his nose bones were shattered into powder.
He Xiaolian, is he dead?
Under the severe pain, Tuoba Killing God suddenly had such an idea in his head.
…
"What a difficult girl."
Passepartout made a graceful turn in the air and landed lightly a hundred feet away. He stared at Lin Xiaodie's pretty face with his bright eyes and sneered again and again, "But
I'm afraid it won't be that easy to defeat Lu."
As he spoke, he tightened his right hand, and the long sword suddenly shone with light, emitting a mysterious and weird aura.
Lin Xiaodie's face was expressionless, and she slowly brought her right hand behind her. She clenched her five fingers into a fist, and the tip of her fist shone brightly, as if she was about to strike an earth-shattering blow at any moment.
From the moment she swallowed the boulder under the sea, she embarked on an unprecedented path of cultivation, and her strength soared all the way, quickly reaching an incredible level. She could not fall behind even if she encountered a Chaos Guard like the Great Elder.
It has few opponents.
However, the man named Passepartout in front of her made her feel awkward and uncomfortable.
His swordsmanship was extremely strong, extremely domineering, and could easily cut into pieces Lin Xiaodie's body.
But what was really tricky was Passepartout's combat experience and intuition accumulated through countless life-and-death battles.
Not only can he easily judge the moves, strength and angle of Lin Xiaodie's every move, he can often make accurate judgments in the first place and provide the most reasonable response and counterattack.
Except for the first two surprises, Lin Xiaodie was never able to cause him any substantial harm after that. On the contrary, she was torn apart many times.
After being unable to attack for a long time, her face remained calm, but she felt a little anxious inside.
"Fuck!"
Just as the two of them were getting ready to attack, Passepartout's face suddenly changed drastically, and he yelled strangely, "Sword Wall!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had disappeared with a "whoosh", leaving Lin Xiaodie with a confused face in the wind.
"I'll go! Jianbi!"
On the other side of the battlefield, Wang Twelve, who had only three flying swords left, also changed his expression. He no longer cared about fighting with Lin Zhiyun, turned around and ran away, quickly disappearing from sight.
…
My life is at an end!
In front of the Kunwu sword wall, He Xiaolian looked up at the terrifying sword light falling from the sky, his expression turned extremely ugly. It was too late to dodge, and only these four words remained in his mind.
The next moment, in his astonished eyes, a white figure suddenly jumped out, firmly blocking the way between him and the sword light. The five fingers of his right hand were put together to make a knife, and he slowly stretched forward.
The sword light surged in like a tidal wave, and was extremely domineering, but once it came into contact with his palm, it obediently detoured to the left and right, as if it didn't want to hurt him, and was actually indescribably docile and well-behaved.
It's him!
Recognizing that the person standing in front of him was Feng Jiao, He Xiaolian's eyes widened with a look of confusion on his face, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.