Chapter 4586 Unparalleled swordsmanship, a vast sword
Shi Ting nodded and said, "I see, but it's a blessing that this sword canon can be handed down."
Without waiting for Jian Wushuang to speak, Shi Zhan added, "Separated from chaos, all heavens and worlds were born. Although there are thousands of swordsmanship among them, is there really a kind of swordsmanship and swordsmanship that can connect with your mind?"
Jian Wushuang was startled, obviously thinking about this issue as well.
When he wanted to blurt out the Tailuo Sword Code, he finally did not speak.
Yes, Tai Luo Sword Code dominates the sky and has the power to easily cut apart the star field, but does it really fit with my own mind?
Even if the inheritance is immortal in his own hands, and even if he can exert his own power through the Tai Luo Sword Code, it is still the swordsmanship of Supreme Tai Luo.
Shi Zing said, "You must understand every word I say. Your understanding of kendo is far beyond what you think. But even if you can understand and integrate every kendo, they are still not yours.
Every sword will only belong to the person who created it."
"From the moment you practice the Tailuo Sword Code, you have actually left a subtle sword mark in your mind. This sword mark is the barrier."
"What you have to do now is to find your own way of swordsmanship."
At the same time, he waved his right hand lightly in the air, and the invisible but tangible fluctuations made Jian Wushuang look sideways.
Although there was nothing in Shi Zhan's hands, the sharp invisible aura made Jian Wushuang understand.
It was an invisible sword, and it belonged to Shi Zing's own swordsmanship.
Jian Wushuang's heart was surging, and he immediately placed the Tailuo Divine Sword on one side, and as time went by, he realized the artistic conception that was gradually taking shape in his heart.
There is no brilliant and dazzling sword intent, but only the purest moves.
"I have always been looking for my own way of swordsmanship, but it has always been fleeting. I am also afraid that the way of swordsmanship I have learned will be incomplete, so I have put it aside until now."
"Now I will no longer run away. Even if the sword code will be damaged because of this, I have no regrets!"
Jian Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly, golden rhyme and radiant light escaped from his eyes.
Star-pointed divine patterns began to gather around the palm that was originally supporting the wind.
Frame by frame, the extremely slow movements seem to be dissecting the sword intention in the mind.
Complex and extremely mysterious divine patterns began to appear around Jian Wushuang.
Shi Ting had already left Jian Wushuang far away, standing in the distance looking at him with relief.
"Being integrated into all things, heaven and earth, and jumping outside of things..."
"Enter the Tao with the sword!"
In an instant, all the bright divine patterns floating around his body gathered under the palm of Jian Wushuang's right hand.
With the invisible body of the sword, divine power as the hilt, the long wind condensing the sword blade, and the divine patterns imbuing it, an extremely weird, yet wanton long sword appeared.
This is Jian Wushuang's kendo transformation. A vast sword intent that is completely different from the previous one, yet better than the previous one, rises into the sky.
Even though he had held the Tai Luo Divine Sword in his hand and unleashed the power of breaking the sky with one sword, he had never exuded the power of endless majesty and suppression as he did at this moment.
Her long hair was untied and dancing wildly behind her, and her pale golden eyes were shining with crystal light, just like the presence of a god, exuding endless divine power!
The divine power floating around the dojo also gave birth to a restless atmosphere for the first time.
The derived godless power seemed to feel the gestating sword intention, and rushed from all directions like crazy, trying to merge with it.
Shi Ting waved his hand and added a layer of barrier outside the dojo to block the worship of the godless power.
The long sword engraved with golden patterns was raised high above his head. At this moment, Jian Wushuang seemed to have transformed into a sword, and a hazy treasure occupies half of the dojo.
"I have a sword..."
"I would like to invite the old gentleman to have a look today!"
Shen roared from his chest, and he slashed down with his transformed sword.
The huge treasure-like phantom also fell.
That sword, full of a sense of sacred ritual, is the swordsmanship that belongs only to Jian Wushuang!
The endless radiant golden divine pattern helped the storm rise, and with the power of the sword, it completely bloomed!
"Buzz——"
The next moment, the dojo built by divine power trembled violently, and the sword intent transformed and struck straight at him.
The almost indestructible dojo instantly tore out long scars like a chasm, while the remaining dojo quickly fell apart.
Shi Ting stood at the very center where the sword intent reached, and the divine power barrier that he stretched out with his hand was swallowed up almost immediately.
When the entire dojo was torn in half by the cracks in the sky, the disappearing golden divine patterns suddenly turned into pillars of light and soared into the sky from the bottom of the dojo, eventually swallowing up the entire dojo.
The most magnificent and sacred sacrifice lasted for ten breaths, and finally ended with a body falling.
The divine power spread continuously, and the dojo that was damaged by such an unparalleled blow slowly appeared.
Countless divine powers turned into silk threads to hold up Jian Wushuang, and the destroyed dojo scattered everywhere like stars.
Thousands of divine soldiers below the dojo trembled at the same time, seemingly unable to restrain themselves from displaying their divine power.
Leaning on the divine power, Jian Wushuang gasped for breath. Although the depleted divine power was instantly replenished, the pain that penetrated the soul still made Jian Wushuang dizzy.
The power of this move alone almost knocked him out of his body. If it were used in a universe where divine power could not be replenished quickly, it would probably be a life-threatening moment.
Shi Zhan's figure reappeared, standing on a fragment and heading towards Jian Wushuang.
"Is this your swordsmanship?" Shi Ting asked.
Jian Wushuang was startled, and then said proudly, "This is my way!"
Shi Ting's pale face began to reveal a smile, and he said only four words, "Amazing talent and stunning beauty."
"Thank you, Mr. Sir, for your advice!" Jian Wushuang cupped his hands and said with joy beyond words.
Shi Ting smiled and said, "My advice is not of much use. Everything is your own thinking and understanding."
Jian Wushuang shook his head, "It is precisely because of the old gentleman's teachings that I can dare to take that step, otherwise I may never be able to move forward."
Shi paused and nodded, Jian Wushuang's stunning and brilliant sword strike was a brilliant sword strike that fully understood his own swordsmanship. From now on, he will surely become more and more perfect on his own path.
"Do you know what the ultimate realm of swordsmanship is?" Shi Ting asked the last question.
Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, and then said with some uncertainty, "Man and sword merge into one? Intangible? Hidden blade?"
Shi Ting laughed when he heard this, but he did not refute or agree with Jian Wushuang.
Countless divine powers sprouted from Shi Zhan's feet, turning into divine butterflies or chasing birds.
He slowly stretched out his palm, and there was a chasing bird on his fingertips, flapping its wings and flying up and down.
"Whenever the bird is willing to rest on the tip of your sword, everything will be settled."
After saying these words, Shi Zing's figure turned into clouds and smoke and dispersed naturally.
Dissipating with him, there is also infinite vast divine power.
"Old sir?!" Jian Wushuang forced himself to stand up and stared blankly at the place where Shi Zing disappeared.