Chapter 19 Dahe Sword Intent VS Infinite Sword Formation
"Yu Zhen, Qingmu Sword Immortal...what a wicked young man."
The elder of Qingcheng Mountain looked at the sky with deep emotion:
"In a time of great chaos, the world of swordsmanship is dominated by young people."
"This boy is already ranked as a swordsman before he turns eighteen. His swordsmanship is so domineering, his talent is extraordinary."
On Qingcheng Mountain, most of the disciples stayed in their dormitories to avoid the fight. Only a few elders looked up to the sky and watched the battle, feeling a lot of emotion.
At the same time, Wuliang Sword and Ten Thousand Swords Guizong surged upward, one side was like a huge wave in the sky, and the other side fell into the abyss with the clouds.
Thousands of cold swords are like white fish in the turbulence, striking at countless illusions. Three swords can defeat one method!
The immeasurable appearance of the Dharma is like the ocean current of a giant shark, swallowing ten feet of cold light. One Dharma can defeat a hundred swords!
"Zheng——"
"when--"
The swords clashed, the light and shadow were blurred, and even the air was squeezed out. Fang Ping and Zhao Yuzhen were in the sword field and felt a little short of breath.
The two sides worked hard and were at a stalemate for a while.
Zhao Yuzhen's hand techniques changed, and he formed seals and shouted:
"break!"
The speed of Wuliang Sword surged, and its power was extremely powerful.
Fang Ping was not lagging behind either, he raised his arm and waved:
"Here comes the sword!"
The sword blades in the town further away were inspired, unsheathed one after another, and converged towards Qingcheng Mountain at the fastest speed, adding strength to the return of Wanjian.
More fierce sword intent rippled out, all the birds and beasts in the mountains dispersed, and the cavalry below the mountain became restless.
The elders had to take action to protect the Taoist temples from unreasonable disasters.
"Oh, why does this Qingmu Sword Immortal look like Lei Yunhe!"
"I am happy to see the success of Wenjian, but hate the demolition of houses!"
After a while, the second sword fight between Fang Ping and Zhao Yuzhen ended.
Ten thousand swords have returned to the clan, but there is no sword to borrow here.
Infinite sword skills, all illusions and illusions can be destroyed.
The clouds are cut into thousands of strands, like fine silkworm silk that rolls around the sky and the earth. Qingcheng Mountain is covered with cold swords. Looking from a distance, it is more suitable to call it Hedgehog Mountain.
"This sword is considered a draw," Zhao Yuzhen's breathing was slightly turbulent, "The sword intention is good, but does it still have sword moves? If not..."
"Of course, there is another sword," Fang Ping interrupted, "Please ask the Sword Master to try it!"
After finishing speaking, Fang Ping waved his big hand and swung the Thirty Thousand Cold Sword away from the horizon and returned it to its sheath.
then,
Long Yuan hangs on his face, his hands are empty and he is concentrating. The waves of sword energy are as sudden as a spring, and the sound is howling and chanting for a foot!
"The name of the sword is Dahe Sword Intent!"
"What a wonderful sword," Zhao Yuzhen couldn't help but praise, "I also have a sword!"
"The name of the sword, Infinite Sword Formation!"
The peach blossoms spin like a disk and transform into thousands of stems. I ask you how many there are, but all you see is false.
A disc sword formation appeared behind Zhao Yuzhen, like a fairy hanging on the moon, with its energy touching the mountains and rivers.
At the same time, sounds of water waves could be heard around Fang Ping. When he listened carefully, he realized that they were woven by sword energy, and the sword chants overlapped with each other.
The sword is clearly visible like a silver dragon, surrounding Fang Ping one foot away from him, forming a closed loop and making it invincible.
Zhao Yuzhen waved his arm to heal his sword, and his inner strength suddenly emerged:
"Go sword!"
After saying this, countless peach blossoms shot out. The sword moves were swift and powerful, but they could not break through the "one-foot domain" of Dahe's sword intention.
Fang Ping took a step forward and started to attack.
The sword's intention is like a dam breaking, and a river is surging into the sky.
As Fang Ping switched between offense and defense, a roiling river of sword energy followed him.
"clank--"
The sound of the sword is like the tide. He raises his arms to climb over the river waves, and his steps are followed by shadows. Fang Ping is in the middle, dancing with the sword and making waves.
The sword of the great river cuts through illusions, breaks the shadows and turns them into reality. The peach wood picks up the sword to draw out the water, but it is difficult to resist the surge of the river and difficult to divert it.
Dahe Sword Intention versus Wuliang Sword Formation, the former is both offensive and defensive, keeping the enemy within one foot away, while the latter uses attack as defense, unable to resist Cang Lan's invasion.
"laugh--"
With a sudden soft sound, Zhao Yuzhen threw out the peach wood sword and inserted it into the peach tree mud. The infinite sword formation immediately dissipated.
When Fang Ping saw this, he immediately dispersed from Jianhe.
"There are talented people from all over the world. I'll beat you in this sword competition," Zhao Yuzhen said with a cupped hand.
The sword moves like a human being, and the sword is viewed like a human being. With three sword strikes, Zhao Yuzhen knew his own limits and also understood Fang Ping's bottleneck.
In terms of cultivation and internal strength, half-step fugue on your own is higher than Fang Ping's Great Freedom Heaven Realm, and can last longer.
When it comes to sword moves and swordsmanship, Fang Ping is even better than himself. His killing sword moves are extremely fierce. Thousands of swords fill the sky with unspeakable domineering force. His superb sword intent is like a river bursting its embankment, capable of attacking and defending with ease.
Against Dahe Sword Intent, the Wuliang Sword Formation could not hurt Fang Ping, but he could approach him step by step.
Even if the sword formation is maintained and exhausted, and the sword moves fail, you still lose.
Fang Ping thanked him:
"Accepted."
The two sheathed their swords, and Qingcheng Mountain returned to calm.
Zhao Yuzhen chuckled, relieved that the sword was not as good as a human, but he always wanted to compete again:
"Qingmu Sword Immortal, I am a poor Taoist who also has Taoist and magical powers. Would you like to observe them?"
Hearing this, Fang Ping was slightly startled, then smiled and said:
"Okay, come."
Zhao Yuzhen put on his posture and frowned:
"Taiyi Lion Technique!"
"Roar--!"
A giant golden lion leaped across the courtyard, roaring loudly.
Immediately afterwards, the golden lion statue leaned down to accumulate strength, got up and flew toward Fang Ping.
The latter actually did not dodge or evade, he put one hand on his chest, and golden light emerged in an instant.
"When——"
A thick and distant bell ripples, making people feel peaceful and relax their brains.
"this......"
Zhao Yuzhen was speechless for a moment, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Fang Ping was seen to be unscathed, with a giant golden bell appearing around him, the light reaching into the sky, and Sanskrit characters looming.
"Zi Zi Xin Zhong Sheng Gong?" Zhao Yu really seemed to have seen some rare and exotic object, his eyes were quite puzzled, "This quality...has been practiced to the full level?"
Fang Ping nodded slightly:
"Well, that's right."
If you work so hard to complete system tasks, can it be considered cultivation?
Zhao Yuzhen looked unbelievable, shook his head and sighed:
"It's weird, how old are you? Not only have you reached the peak of your swordsmanship, but you still have time to practice other magical powers?"
"You may not believe it, but that's the truth," Fang Ping said cheekily.
Zhao Yuzhen turned around and went back to the room:
"I need to have some tea and take a break... You can come in and have a chat by the way."
As soon as Fang Ping took a step forward, familiar words appeared in front of his eyes:
[Congratulations, the mission ‘The Fate of the Taoist Sword Immortal’ has been completed! 】
[Obtain: Half-step to the Immortal Ascension Realm!]
In an instant, an otherworldly aura rippled across the mountain top, causing the world to change and the sea of clouds to churn endlessly.
Zhao Yu was about to enter the house when he suddenly staggered and then turned back stiffly:
"...Has a half-step fugue?"
Fang Ping nodded and thanked:
"Thanks to Dao Sword Immortal."
"I'm so...ugh!"
Zhao Yuzhen felt frustrated for the first time and could not form a sentence.
...
After the two of them entered the house, they made a pot of tea and played chess.
Zhao Yuzhen looked at Fang Ping carefully. Although he didn't say a word, his expression was full of excitement. Sometimes he made a light sound, sometimes he smacked his lips and frowned.
Fang Ping chuckled:
"Let's look at the Qi technique. When you see a person, you first see the Qi and then the form. Do you see anything?"
"Hey..." Zhao Yuzhen said, pretending to be profound, "Brother Fang, what did you say, that's what you said! Do you understand?"
Fang Ping's eyelids twitched:
"Should I understand?"
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