As he spoke, Huang Tianhua's long hair exploded one by one. He held the green sword in his hand and pointed at the golden sword energy that was slashed at Xiao He from afar. Suddenly, a burst of green mist rose above the sword body.
If you have to use something to describe this kind of misty green, only the best imperial green jade can compare with it.
The misty air soon gathered into the shape of a dragon, and its whole body was full of green, with a dragon head, dragon body, and dragon scales appearing. If there were really dragons in the world, that would probably be like this.
The green dragon is not big, but only has a dagger in length, rolling and swimming around the sword with its teeth and claws.
Seeing this, Xiao He's brows and pupils slightly opened, and he naturally knew what this green dragon was.
This is Huang Tianhua's sword of intention.
Xiao He has seen the same scene twice. Once, his brother Wen Liang took the initiative to let him observe his sword of will, and the other time, he was with the sword master who guarded Fang Cunxin. When the Nine-fingered Xue Ming fought, the other party had used it.
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The moment she saw the dragon, Xiao He seemed to have come to the moment when he first saw Wen Liang and Jiu Finger Xue Ming's sword intent.
At this moment, his mind had a little more understanding of the sword intent.
However, like the previous two times the antelope hanging horns, this time the understanding came very quickly and went very quickly. In addition, with a great enemy like Huang Tianhua in front of him, Xiao He did not dare to completely concentrate his mind and think.
"Inspirational Sword Realm! Young Master Huang has actually reached the Inspirational Sword Realm!" At this time, a foreign president who knew how to sword his way stood up in shock.
Hearing this, many presidents and experienced curators from all over the world were also shocked. Sword Tao is a relatively difficult one among martial arts, but as long as you practice sword Tao, all of them are the best in the same realm.
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For example, the sword saint Wen Liang, who became the general of the Qingyi Qilin Pavilion with his youngest swordsmanship, was only in the middle stage of the Earth level at that time. Although he was in the Dragon Kingdom, his cultivation level was less than Wen Liang.
There are still people who are taller.
But there is one thing that these people cannot do, that is, Wen Liang can crush warriors of the same realm with his sword skills, and even warriors who have crossed the same realm have killed them.
It is rumored that being able to reach the Idiotic Sword Realm is one of the symbols of being able to become a master of swordsmanship. Wen Liang was in his early twenties when he was practicing the Idiotic Sword Realm, which was not much younger than Huang Tianhua.
It is conceivable that in the near future, Huang Tianhua will definitely become a master of kendo, or a kind that is comparable to gentleness, which makes everyone amazed.
Thinking of this, these presidents and directors no longer looked at Xiao He. Although Xiao He also practiced swordsmanship, he had not yet fully entered the Idiotic Sword Realm. It would be a matter of time before he died at Huang Tianhua's hands.
As expected, the next second, everyone saw that when Xiao He's golden silk sword energy slashed three feet away in front of Huang Tian's transformation, the green dragon on Huang Tianhua's sword jumped out of the green sword.
The green dragon's agile and powerful dragon claw suddenly poked out and grabbed the golden sword energy with one claw.
"Keng!" A sound that was as crisp as the strings of the piano were broken. The unstoppable golden silk sword energy that was almost to break everything was broken.
"Puff!" Xiao He's throat sweetened and he spewed out a mouthful of blood. This move to condense the sword into silk was a result of his large amount of true energy condensation. At this time, the sword energy was broken, which also caused his body to suffer backlash.
"Director Xiao!" All the disciples of Jincheng couldn't help but shouted in grief.
Since Xiao He came on the court, he has not suffered any injuries in his killing of three elders in a row. But now he has not only been broken by Huang Tianhua in succession, but also internally injured himself. They can't help but think of a terrible result in their hearts.
The director is not going to die!
"Master, do you think you want it..." Xiong Xuanwu said with a very serious expression. Obviously, he wanted to go on stage to help Xiao He, or instead admit defeat.
Jiang Zhenhai's deep eyes, staring at Xiao He, "Wait a minute!" he said slowly.
"Congratulations to President Huang, with an excellent son like the Young Master, he also selected such an outstanding successor for our Zhongzhou!" A Zhongzhou curator said to Huang Wuji in a charming manner.
"The young master is such a great man, it is really a blessing for my Zhongzhou Tianwu Association! I believe that the future of Zhongzhou Tianwu Association will definitely become more and more brilliant." Another curator flattered.
Hearing this, Huang Wuji's face also showed a hint of joy. He was happy that Xiao He would definitely die. His daughter's great revenge was finally avenged, and what he was even more happy was that Huang Tianhua was even more important than he imagined.
Excellent.
At this time, on the battle stage, Huang Tianhua held the sword and looked at Xiao He contemptuously and said, "Xiao He, the sword in my hand is called Dragon Hook. Today I will use this sword to take your head."
After saying that, Huang Tianhua raised the dragon hook sword in his hand again, just like the golden silk sword energy he had defeated Xiao He just now, and pointed at Xiao He.
The green dragon above the dragon hook sword appeared again, and its hideous dragon mouth suddenly opened towards Xiao He.
After a dragon roar, the green dragon shot towards Xiao He like a rocket launcher.
Unlike rocket launcher, the green dragon kept rolling. Every time it rolled, its body doubled, and a stream of sword energy like a tsunami scattered out of the surroundings with the green dragon as the center.
As soon as the sword energy came out, it was pressing harder than the steel plates on the table, as if they were almost unable to bear it. When the green dragon hovered above Xiao He's head, its figure had turned several feet long.
The dragon's eyes were cruel and the dragon's mouth was wide open, as if it was about to swallow Xiao He in one mouth.
Seeing Huang Tianhua slashing out such a shocking sword, everyone in the audience was stunned. They didn't expect that the swordsmen in the Ivy Sword Realm could be so strong. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, many disciples of the Tianwu Society would think that such force could only appear in
In a fictional TV series.
"Hahaha!"
Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Huang Tianhua couldn't help laughing; "Xiao He, as a sword-cultivating warrior, you should feel honored to die under a sword genius like me."
In his opinion, Xiao He is just like this. At most, he is just an inconspicuous stepping stone on his sword path.
In the future, he will become a master of kendo. His kendo is to be the first in the East China Sword Sect and trampling Wen Liang under his feet. Isn’t Xiao He able to fight with him enough for his descendants to show off?
"Hahaha!" Xiao He also smiled at this time. Although he raised his head and had blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes were very firm.
"Huang Tianhua, your swordsmanship is indeed very strong, and it has exceeded my previous expectations. However, I have never used a sword before. I wonder if you dare to take it."
Xiao He said, the Zhengang sword in his hand was standing up in front of him again, and instilled all the true energy on the Zhengang sword. The Zhengang sword trembled again, as if he was happy to see the hunter, and wanted to
Like a beast that rushes to compete with the upper hand.
Suddenly, a yellow light rose from the hilt of the sword, and the yellow light was so dazzling, like a phoenix in the legendary fire.
"You are also in the Idiotic Sword Realm?" Huang Tianhua couldn't help but frowned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
But in a flash, he breathed a sigh of relief again, "No, not yet, your sword intent has not yet been fully formed."
"Haha, Xiao He, if you give you a few more years, you may still be able to fight me, but today you won't..."
Xiao He didn't care about Huang Tianhua's contempt, but Yun Danfeng shouted lightly: "The fifth style of Zhengang Sword Technique, Qi Steamed Yunmeng."