Chapter 259 The heart of the sword is clear, the sword is unsheathed
Wan Xuanchen suddenly shouted, which frightened everyone in the Wan family and shocked the monks from all sides.
Wan Tuyuan's body stiffened. He couldn't believe that Wan Xuanchen actually dared to lose face in front of the world's heroes. Wan Tuyuan valued his own face very much. When he wanted to give Wan Xuanchen a lesson, he was stunned.
He swallowed the words that came to his lips.
Because Wan Tuyuan saw Wan Xuanchen's eyes, which were hollow, like an abyss. Just one look at each other was about to swallow up Wan Tuyuan's soul, which made Wan Tuyuan secretly feel scared.
"It's really brave to scold the clan leader."
"He is the disciple of Taoist Tongtian, so of course he has this majesty. Although the Wan family is a reclusive family, it is not as good as Taoist Tongtian."
"Wan Xuanchen's body seems to have changed. His eyes are so scary!"
Wan Xuanchen turned his head and looked at Wan Hanyi. One of his eyes was black and one was red. If you look closely, you can see that Wan Xuanchen's eyes have dense Dao lines.
Wan Hanyi and Wan Xuanchen looked at each other, and a chill surged into their hearts, making their bodies tremble. At the same time, the Qingshang Sword in Wan Hanyi's hand also made a trembling sword chant, as if he had a premonition of something.
Something terrible is about to happen.
"It was all a joke just now, but now I want to be serious." Wan Xuanchen seemed to have a ferocious lion sleeping in his body, slowly waking up, and said in a low voice: "Cousin, if I explode with all my strength,
It’s very possible that you can’t control yourself, and you really don’t want to sit down and have a peace talk?”
"Take action!" Wan Hanyi's expression was cold.
"If you die today, I will not let anyone defile your body. I will use fragrant wood as a coffin and bury you on the highest mountain without being disturbed."
Wan Xuanchen's body emitted waves of muffled sounds, and his heart beat became louder and louder. "Plop, pop" spread throughout all directions.
Wan Hanyi remained silent, holding the Qing Shang Sword tightly in his right hand. A strong wind blew around him, making his long hair and clothes whistle.
"Cousin, if you can withstand my iron fists, you should admit defeat."
Wan Xuanchen was very confident in his own strength. The clothes on his upper body burst into pieces, revealing his strong muscles with clear lines, as if they were carved.
Buzz——
From the position of Wan Xuanchen's heart, countless tiny dark red Dao lines spread all over his body, spreading to every place. In the blink of an eye, Wan Xuanchen's face had traces of deep red Dao lines, and his eyes became fierce, as if
beast.
The lion sleeping deep in Wan Xuanchen's soul has completely awakened.
"Hegemonic blood coagulation!"
Many strong men looked surprised.
"Wan Xuanchen's understanding of Hegemon's body has actually reached such an extent. A drop of Hegemon's blood weighs a thousand pounds. Using Hegemon's blood as a medium, he awakens every meridian in the body, allowing his strength to reach a peak in a short time.
Forbidden territory.”
Old Man Qingteng's face was covered with wrinkles, but he could not hide the look of shock on his face as he exclaimed.
"Although Wan Hanyi is very strong, I'm afraid I can't stop Wan Xuanchen in this state."
Many people are not optimistic about Wan Hanyi and are worried.
In the distance, Luo Huangxue was worried and wanted to stop this battle. But she knew very well that Wan Hanyi had been looking forward to today's battle for five hundred years. Even if he died, there would be no truce.
Yan Qingyou's heart tightened and she took a sip of wine without saying a word.
Xu Changge's expression finally changed, and he became more solemn. He whispered in his heart: "The historical process of this life has changed, is it still a lose-lose outcome?"
Wan Xuanchen took a step forward and struck Wan Hanyi with his right fist. The violent fist power penetrated everything in front of him.
"boom"
The fist hit Wan Hanyi's body with great force.
Strangely, Wan Hanyi's body began to twist, and finally collapsed due to the strong wind.
"Afterimage!" Wan Xuanchen found it too late when Wan Hanyi appeared above his head.
Clang!
The sword roared harshly, piercing Wan Xuanchen's Tianling Cap from the nine heavens.
Wan Xuanchen raised his head and punched, violently colliding with Wan Hanyi's sword.
The sky collapsed and the earth fell, and strong winds rose.
The monks standing onlookers from all sides were amazed. Who would have thought that two saints who had transformed into the first realm could cause such a big movement, and the strength they unleashed far exceeded their cultivation level.
"The combat power that is infinitely close to the threshold of life and death."
A certain ancestor of the Immortal God Dynasty said in shock.
The fourth realm of a saint is the gateway to life and death, while Wan Xuanchen and Wan Hanyi only have the first realm of transformation. The combat power they have shown has spanned so many realms, which is incredible.
Wan Xuanchen's punch directly shattered Wan Hanyi's sword light, and the remaining power hit Wan Hanyi's body.
"Bang Dong"
Wan Hanyi was hit above the sea of stars, and a huge bloody hole appeared in his chest.
Enduring the severe pain in his body, Wan Hanyi's body wandered in the sea of stars condensed by himself, and he couldn't help but think of the bitter years in the past.
Watching the sun and the moon for five hundred years, Wan Hanyi entered the Tao through this.
Who can claim to be the master of swordsmanship throughout the ages?
Every time Wan Hanyi asked himself, he never dared to take that step forward. He was afraid that he could not bear this kind of cause and effect and was not qualified.
Your heart is as high as the sky, and your life is as thin as paper. If your strength is insufficient and you dare to speak loudly, you will definitely become a joke.
"I am willing to move forward on this path and strive to achieve it independently."
Fragmented images flashed before Wan Hanyi's eyes, which were the afterimages of his countless days and nights watching the sea of stars.
The afterimages converged into one place, eventually forming a road leading to the clouds.
This colorful avenue starts from Wan Hanyi's feet and has no end at a glance.
Wan Hanyi doesn't know where the end of the road will lead, but he is fearless and has a firm heart, and nothing can shake him.
"drink!"
At this moment, Wan Xuanchen ducked into the sea of stars and punched Wan Hanyi.
There is a bloody hole in Wan Hanyi's chest. If Wan Xuanchen punches his Taoist body again, it will be a disaster.
"Buzz buzz"
In an instant, Wan Hanyi slashed diagonally with his sword, and the sea of stars opened wide. The light of the sword collided with the power of the fist, tearing the sky apart.
At the same time, countless sharp swords in the world trembled slightly. Strong men from all sides saw that their own swords were about to move, and felt baffled by this.
Even Xueqiao, one of the top ten supreme swords, made a special sword chanting sound.
Lord Lingchen Swordsman is one of the top masters in the world. He saw the Snowbird Sword in his hand vibrating slightly and frowned, not knowing why: "What's going on?"
Elsewhere, the Hanqing Sword in Xu Changge's body also shook.
"Wuchen sword heart." Xu Changge said to himself, but no one heard: "Ten thousand swords return to the clan."
Although Xu Changge had known for a long time that Wan Hanyi would take this step, his emotions would still fluctuate when he actually reached this step.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."
Countless Dao swords were unsheathed, temporarily out of the sword master's control, and flew into the clouds.
"My sword!"
"Why is the sword out of control?"
"Come back!"
Thousands of sword cultivators were shocked when they saw their beloved sword unsheathed and flying into the clouds. No matter what methods they used, they could not reestablish contact with the sword in a short period of time.
Lingchen Sword Master relied on his extremely strong Taoist power to suppress the supreme Taoist sword Xueque in his hand.
The world looked at this scene and was stunned.
Ten Thousand Swords are unsheathed and pointed at Wan Hanyi.
Then, something happened that shocked the world even more.
The tip of the tens of thousands of swords originally pointed at Wan Hanyi lowered the tip of the sword in unison. The scene was so spectacular that words cannot describe it.
"Thousands of swords surrender, and the sword's heart is clear."
Seeing this, the powerful people in the world were shocked and their emotions fluctuated violently.
"It took me 1,300 years to reach the realm where the sword's heart is clear. This boy is a monster!"
Lord Lingchen Sword exclaimed loudly, his eyes filled with horror.
"If it were just the clear state of the sword's heart, it would be impossible to induce the vision of Wan Jian surrendering. He... created an unprecedented sword's heart and embarked on a path of swordsmanship that was unique to him.
"
A certain swordsman master speculated.
"To create an ultimate sword heart, many genius sword cultivators will never pursue a high level in their entire lives!"
The sword cultivator from all over the world was amazed and looked at Wan Hanyi with eyes filled with admiration.
Wan Xuanchen temporarily stopped taking action, looked around, and felt the sharpness emanating from countless swords, and his fighting spirit became even stronger. Only such an opponent is worthy of letting me fight with all my strength.
Wan Hanyi waved his sleeve with his left hand and whispered: "Go home!"
Swish——
Wan Jian obeyed the order and returned to the scabbard.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang..."
The swords were returned to their sheaths, and the sword masters had mixed emotions. If one day they could reach Wan Hanyi's level, they would have no regrets in this life.
"He actually suppressed Wan Xuanchen without resorting to the power of Wanjian."
The world doesn't understand and thinks Wan Hanyi has missed a great opportunity.
Wan Hanyi created a dust-free sword heart, attracting thousands of swords to come out. Such a vision is rare in a lifetime. Originally, Wan Hanyi could temporarily control the power of thousands of swords, and his strength was greatly increased, which would definitely improve his chances of winning.
However, Wan Hanyi cut off the vision with a wave of his hand and let Wan Sword return to its sheath. Most people could not figure this move out.
Only a true sword cultivator can understand Wan Hanyi's sword-bone arrogance and stand in awe: "We, the sword cultivators, deserve a fair fight."
If Wan Hanyi wanted to deal with evil people, he would certainly kill them at all costs.
Wan Xuanchen is different, he is a respectable opponent.
If it weren't for fate, Wan Hanyi would not want to become mortal enemies with Wan Xuanchen.
Moreover, when Wan Hanyi entered the Tao just now, Wan Xuanchen chose to stand aside and wait without taking the opportunity to disturb him. This alone is enough to show Wan Xuanchen's character.
"Wan Xuanchen, you can catch my sword."
Wan Hanyi condensed the power of his sword heart, controlled the stars and all the magic, and gathered together a shocking sword, which was enough to threaten the life of a saint in the realm of life and death.
"bring it on!"
Wan Xuanchen's whole body was red, engraved with the unique bloody Dao pattern of Ba Ti.
Wan Xuanchen shouted loudly and rushed over before Wan Hanyi could draw his sword.