Chapter five hundred and sixty-four, what do I do?
"It's now here, aren't you ready to go up?" Behind the crowd, a burly young man with pigtails asked another person next to him.
This person did not speak the official dialect of the Dali Dynasty, but the language of the Golden Wolf Dynasty, and his identity was naturally from the Golden Wolf Dynasty.
Another person, wearing a silver robe, asked with an accent from the Dajiang Dynasty: "Aren't you planning to go up?"
The ruins of Buried Sword Mountain are not only visited by people from the Dali Dynasty, there are also many people from the surrounding countries from all over the world, and they are not ordinary people. Until now, such people have rarely been too high-profile.
The burly young man looked at the ring and smiled and said: "I don't plan to go up. After all, whether the rumors are true or not has yet to be considered. Moreover, even if it is true, if the sword appears in such a way, will it stump us and give us no chance?
No matter who gets the sword first, whether he can hold it securely in the end is still one thing!"
"I think so too, so why go on stage and act like a monkey? I think other people think the same way," the man from the Dajiang Dynasty said with a chuckle.
The burly young man laughed and said: "I don't believe in choosing the master and recognizing the master. Whoever is more capable is qualified to have it!"
"Yes, so why don't we wait until the sword actually appears before taking action?"
"If it does appear, then we will be enemies."
"It's boring to say this kind of thing"
"Not to mention this, look, someone else has taken the stage. With many people standing still, he should be the last person to take the stage."
"It's mysterious. Are you afraid of being recognized? I don't know what method I can use. I hope it won't disappoint too much..."
The third prince's appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and people soon contacted those who had been collecting swords in the past few days, and they probably speculated that he was the main messenger behind the incident.
A few days ago, the Third Prince's subordinates were collecting swords from all over the place, using various methods, which inevitably offended many people. Looking at him now, many people showed hostility in their eyes, but for the time being, no one jumped out to accuse him of provocation.
After all, he is about to reach his last moment, and people want to wait until this incident is over.
Step by step, the third prince walked onto the ring. He did not make any fancy moves to catch people's attention. After he came on the stage, he inserted the big sword in his hand into the ring as solid as steel with a pop of the scabbard. The fierce big sword
Almost as high as his shoulders.
Looking at Song Mingdao opposite, he said: "Although it is a bit unrealistic, I still want to ask your Excellency if I can make it easier for myself to go down. After all, it will inevitably hurt the peace to be angry. I wonder what you think?"
Looking at the masked third prince, Song Mingdao shook his head slightly and said: "Your Excellency is a little bit difficult. Can you stand on the ring? I'm afraid your polite words are not enough."
"Yes, it seems that I still want my subordinates to see the real chapter," the third prince nodded.
Standing with the sword in hand, Song Mingdao said: "Please"
Putting one hand in front of him and the other behind his back, the third prince said: "You go first, don't get me wrong, it's not that I am arrogant or rude, I just want to learn how to use your sharp sword first. I don't like procrastination in doing things.
So when I take action, it will be the moment when you and I will decide the winner."
In response to this, Song Mingdao did not feel that he was underestimated, nor did he have too many emotions. Facing the third prince, he felt particularly solemn. A warrior's intuition told him that this person was an extremely powerful opponent, even more powerful than Tingxue before.
Young Master Hua Tingxue is even more difficult to deal with!
Not to mention anything else, just the fact that the third prince was standing there gave Song Mingdao a vague feeling that he had no place to attack. The other party clearly seemed unprepared and full of flaws. But when he had this thought, he instinctively
Tell Song Mingdao that if you really think so, you are absolutely wrong!
"I also want to learn about your methods. If this is the case, then I will offend you."
Song Mingdao nodded and said without any hesitation. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed forward with the sword. The speed was so fast that the whole person disappeared. There was only a faint gray shadow, and few people in the audience could follow it.
Follow the trajectory of his actions.
Under the mask, the third prince's eyes flashed, and his thoughts were so fast!
The third prince has a master from the mythical realm who has taught him carefully for many years. It can be said that he has dabbled in martial arts all over the world. However, he still has to admit that Song Mingdao's fast sword is almost traceless. It can be said that it is his life's best.
All he saw was that he asked himself that he couldn't do it.
Faced with such a fast sword, if you respond with fast speed, you will only fall into the opponent's rhythm and lose quickly. The best way is to prevent him from getting up fast.
At this time, almost everyone was thinking about how to deal with Song Mingdao, but he was summarizing and analyzing how to eliminate the opponent's advantages and win in the simplest way. This wisdom alone was far beyond ordinary people.
, I can only say that he is worthy of being a disciple of an expert in the myth realm.
Self-protection methods can be practiced slowly, but if there is no one to guide your wisdom and mind, you can only accumulate it little by little through countless lessons.
In the midst of the lightning and flint, the third prince did not try to see clearly the opponent's movements, but turned sideways almost casually, feeling as if a breeze was blowing by, and avoided Song Mingdao's extremely fast sword.
Since he is not as fast as the opponent, dodge in advance before his sword comes!
When he had just avoided Song Mingdao's first sword, the opponent's second sword had already followed, so fast that there seemed to be no gap. So the third prince took a half-step without hesitation and avoided the second sword again.
So people saw that the third prince on the ring was making various dodge movements within a few inches, and Song Mingdao, who was extremely fast, had a faint gray figure that kept flashing, but it couldn't hit him at all.
Is the third prince faster than Song Mingdao? Of course not, but he used his own experience to predict the opponent's movements in advance and dodge, which was why a sword as fast as Song Mingdao couldn't touch him.
After more than a dozen breaths, the third prince dodged Song Mingdao's attack while still having time to speak: "Although your sword is fast, your moves are too simple. The air flow caused by your movements let me know that you are here."
There will be some useful action somewhere, so just relying on such a quick sword cannot do anything to me."
"But if you just dodge blindly, you can't do anything to me, right?" Song Mingdao's voice came out in response. He didn't think about it for himself, such as not being fast enough, and being unable to make the sword sound silently after his cultivation was restricted.
reasons.
In response to this, the third prince responded: "That's not necessarily the case."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and stepped on the ground. With his special force-generating skills, his powerful physical strength was transmitted to the entire arena. There was a not very loud muffled sound, and those who were close to the arena could clearly feel the impact of the arena.
During this shock, many parts of the arena exploded, and ice shards were flying everywhere on the arena.
This is just the transmission of power. It does not mean that the third prince's cultivation is not limited and he can display martial arts that exceeds the early days of the day after tomorrow. But just this move is enough to reflect his superb methods.
As the ice of the arena exploded again and again, Song Mingdao's originally invisible figure was interrupted and revealed, because those explosions almost always appeared at his exact foothold!
Looking at Song Mingdao who looked surprised, the third prince said with a smile: "Look, although you are very fast, as long as I am familiar with your rhythm, I can interrupt you in advance, and your speed advantage will be
Once your speed advantage is gone, the so-called fast sword will no longer be a concern."
Song Mingdao did not refute this, but said seriously: "The opponents I faced in the past were defeated because my sword was too fast and they were overwhelmed and unable to analyze my rhythm. Those who could analyze my rhythm could not do it.
Even though you interrupt so easily, you still can't escape the end of defeat. You are the first person I have met who can quickly analyze my rhythm and interrupt."
"Then since your advantage with the fast sword is no longer there, do you still need to continue the competition?" the third prince said noncommittally.
Song Mingdao smiled and said: "I haven't been defeated yet, right? The quick sword is not my only method, and you haven't taken action yet."
"It seems that you are not willing to stop here. Since you want me to take action, why not use your strongest means. How about we decide the outcome with one move?" The third prince said calmly.
Song Mingdao nodded when he heard this and said: "It's a waste of time to continue to pester me, so as you wish!"
After receiving a response, the third prince reached out and grabbed the hilt of the big sword beside him and pulled it out. The sword was dark but covered with broken textures.
Looking at the unsheathed sword in his hand, many people watching in the audience felt their hearts tighten subconsciously, as if they were being targeted by a vicious beast. They felt that the sword was fierce and violent, as if it was going to tear everything into pieces.
Holding a big sword, the third prince looked at Song Mingdao and said: "Come on, let me see your real skills."
Looking at the third prince opposite, Song Mingdao frowned subconsciously, and the dangerous instinct in his heart rose sharply. The third prince holding the sword seemed to have changed, not like a swordsman, but more like a harsh law enforcer.
The sword gives people a sense of an iron law that determines life and death, as if he can decide a person's fate as long as he swings that sword!
Taking a deep breath, Song Mingdao said: "One move determines the outcome. You have to be careful with my next sword move."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed his figure and shot directly towards the third prince with his sword. His figure was still so fast that there was almost no trace left, only a faint gray track.
After approaching the third prince in an instant, Song Mingdao actually held the sword in both hands, as if his one-handed sword had turned into a two-handed heavy sword.
Holding the sword in both hands, he just made a simple downward slash.
This simple downward slashing action felt extremely awkward. It was still as fast as lightning, but it felt cumbersome and slow, as if what he was holding in his hands was not a one-handed iron sword weighing less than two kilograms, but a hand-held iron sword.
Crash down a big mountain!
It's obviously very fast, but it feels cumbersome and slow. It's obviously very light, but it feels like it's as heavy as a stone. Such an awkward feeling makes everyone feel uncomfortable.
This is the second level of the heavy sword in the 'Sword Sutra'. It has also been trained quite well by Song Mingdao. It can be lifted lightly but heavy. A sword contains terrifying power. If you can't catch it, you will be crushed by this sword!
However, he has not yet reached the peak of the second level of the Sword Sutra, otherwise he would not be so clumsy when wielding the heavy sword. The peak state should be that he can lift the heavy sword with ease. Each sword contains terrifying power, but it can be used easily and freely. That is the state.
The second level of the Sword Sutra is the Dacheng of the Epee.
Facing Song Mingdao's sword, even the third prince who had always been calm and calm felt his heart condensed. He felt the unparalleled danger. The sword was like a mountain crushing him. If he couldn't handle it, he would be crushed.
broken!
It was said that one move would determine the outcome, but the third prince did not evade or dodge, but chose to fight head-on.
The fierce sword in his hand struck directly from the bottom up. The sword was so domineering that it seemed to tear the sky into pieces. It didn't matter whether it was a mountain or a river. If you slashed it with one sword, you could even see the sky.
!
The two swords intersected in an instant. Even though the cultivation of both sides was restricted, they still made a fierce buzzing sound. Especially where the two swords intersected, ripples and folds visible to the naked eye appeared in the air and spread in all directions.
The third prince's eyes suddenly widened under his mask. He had underestimated the terrifying power contained in Song Mingdao's sword. It was as if a huge mountain had condensed on that one-handed sword and crushed it.
In the face of this terrifying power, he was shaken all over, and he could even hear a clicking sound coming from his arms, as if he was overwhelmed and about to collapse at any time.
At the same time, the ice beneath his feet shattered, ice shards flew out, and a large crater with a diameter of several meters appeared, and most of his body was sunk into the ice.
He was wearing a mask, and what others couldn't see was that there was blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
Grain spoils
Song Mingdao also felt uncomfortable. It seemed that what he faced was not a big sword, but a domineering edge that created the world. Under the sword of the third prince, the inferior long sword in his hand shattered directly. The torn pieces were still in pieces.
The sword body contains the power of the epee sword.
The whole person flew out directly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air. He flew dozens of meters away and fell directly out of the ring!
Standing under the ring, Song Mingdao looked in the direction of the third prince, then lowered his head to look at the hilt of the sword left in his hand. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, but he still raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "It's because I'm not as good as others.
"
"You are not actually defeated, I just have the advantage because of this sword. If you hold the same magic weapon, I will definitely be defeated," the third prince on the ring said.
Shaking his head, Song Mingdao said calmly: "I am already in the audience. Defeat is defeat. Where can there be so many reasons? My swordsmanship does not focus on foreign objects and has nothing to do with weapons. It is because I cannot practice it myself. Magic weapons and ordinary iron weapons
The sword makes no difference to me."
Hearing this, the third prince raised his eyebrows under the mask, pondered for a moment, cupped his hands and said, "I accept the concession."
Song Mingdao said no more, nodded and retreated to the back of the crowd. The next stage belonged to that person. From the beginning to the end, he did not know the identity of the third prince.
However, Song Mingdao did not leave directly. He wanted to know whose hand the Emperor's Sword would appear in the end, and to observe whether that person was worthy of his assistance.
Restoring the glory of the Burial Sword Mountain has become Song Mingdao’s obsession. Whoever the Emperor’s Sword Flower falls to depends on whether he can complete this mission...
On the ring, the third prince stood facing the wind. The big sword had been returned to the scabbard and inserted into the ring. He was waiting for the next challenger to appear. If no one came on stage again, then the time was almost up!
At this time, the third prince's heart was not as peaceful as it seemed. He was the one standing in the ring in the end, which meant that he would get the Emperor's Sword. Once he got the Emperor's Sword, it would mean the beginning of his reign over the world.
When he rules the world, he does not mean one place or one country, but looks at the whole world. At that time, what he pursues is not the throne of the Great Li Dynasty, but the co-lord of the world!
The hands under his sleeves subconsciously clenched into fists because of such anticipation and excitement.
From the corner of his eye, he looked at the big sword beside him. Will it become the Emperor's Sword? Once it becomes the Emperor's Sword, what will it look like? No matter what it becomes, it will be the form that I am most satisfied with.
Unconsciously, the sun has reached the top of the head, and this is the scope of the special rules in the area, and it has quietly shrunk to only cover the arena.
Still no one came on stage, and it was still the third prince who finally stood on the stage. Although he looked calm on the outside, the corners of his mouth were raised under the mask, and he was even more excited and cheering inside.
At this moment, no one spoke, and everyone was staring in the direction of the arena. I don’t know what the specific people are looking forward to, but those who know the specifics are waiting for the appearance of the Emperor’s Sword.
Once the Emperor's Sword appears, there will be a bloody battle. You can know this with your buttocks. Do you really think whoever gets it will belong to whom? How can others be willing to do so? No matter what, you must try your best to grab it.
As for the emperor's sword that does not recognize the owner of others, then kill the owner it recognizes, even if it turns into a piece of scrap metal because of this, if you can't get it, others can't get it!
With the thoughtful expectations of countless people, the clanging sound suddenly spread throughout the entire mountain top. This kind of sound was not a single sound, but resounded everywhere.
The source of the sound is the weapons held by everyone gathered here. The weapons are just dead objects, but at this time they are shaking and chirping on their own, as if they are welcoming something or worshiping something, because their cultivation is restricted.
, even the group could hardly hold their weapons tightly.
When such a situation occurs, people are not only not surprised, but are extremely excited. They even wish that the bigger the noise, the better, because it means that this opportunity has appeared, and it means that the Emperor's Sword is about to be born!
The weapons in everyone's hands were trembling and chirping, including the sword stuck next to the third prince on the stage.
When the sounds of people's weapons and weapons gathered together to make people feel deafening, the ice arena that had existed for who knows how many years began to tremble. The buzzing sound was endless, and the violent trembling seemed like the whole world was shaking.
It's vibrating.
Immediately afterwards, the arena actually began to glow, a red light visible to the naked eye. It was dazzling, eerie, and heart-stoppingly red.
Seeing the red light like blood blooming in the arena, for some reason, everyone present felt depressed in their hearts, as if they were seeing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if they were seeing endless wailing in the world.
People who know that this is a sign of the appearance of the Emperor's Sword understand in their hearts that the appearance of the Emperor's Sword represents the birth of a man who will rule the world. If he wants to rule the world, there is no way he can't afford a sword. Therefore, such a vision occurs.
It's normal. It tells people that if you rule the world, you will be bathed in mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
Behind the crowd, Yun Jing looked at the bloody arena and frowned subconsciously. Of course he knew what the appearance of the Emperor's Sword meant. At this time, even if it wasn't the master's instructions, he would try his best to take it away. That was
The source of trouble, in order to reduce killings and wars and save the world from the pain of war, it is imperative to take away the Emperor's Sword.
When the red light on the arena was so dazzling that the naked eye could not see directly, people discovered that the blood that had been shed due to the competition in the arena and had been frozen into ice slag actually returned to normal blood.
The blood that had returned to normal was flowing and converging towards the middle of the ring. When all the blood gathered, it suddenly sank towards the belly of the mountain under the ring.
The moment the blood disappeared under the ring, people heard a dragon's roar that resounded throughout the sky. It was ancient and desolate, majestic and sacred. The sound could not be described in words. Anyone who heard it couldn't help but bow their heads in surrender.
Heart.
The dragon's roar appeared and did not disappear immediately, but came one after another.
Boom~!
Suddenly, the arena collapsed, and the area sank, collapsing directly downwards. In an instant, a bottomless abyss appeared there.
The moment the arena collapsed, the third prince came to the edge with the big sword. He looked at the big sword in his hand, which was still the same, and then looked at the abyss in front of him. This made him a little confused. Where is the Emperor's Sword? Himself
Why didn't this carefully selected sword transform into the Emperor's Sword?
Not only he was confused, everyone was confused.
But at this moment, the bottomless abyss formed after the collapse of the arena suddenly burst into immeasurable golden light. The golden light formed a beam of light and shot straight into the sky, with no end in sight.
The roar of the dragon became louder, echoing throughout the world.
"That golden beam of light... look, am I dazzled? It seems to have golden texture, like pieces of golden scales." Someone suddenly said.
He didn't need to say anything before anyone discovered it.
Where is the beam of light? It is clearly a huge golden dragon that rushed out from the ground!
But that was not a real golden dragon, but an image of golden light.
People looked at the golden dragon's light and shadow that shot straight into the sky, and then looked at the abyss where the golden dragon's light and shadow was still erupting. What is the chance? Where is the Emperor's Sword? Is it in the sky or underground?
The shadow of the golden dragon in the abyss was enough to fill a cup of tea, and after a while, it weakened, disappeared and dimmed.
Above the sky, the golden light did not dissipate, but turned into a huge golden dragon shadow that traveled across the sky. Even if you open your eyes wide, you can only see part of the golden dragon shadow. You cannot see its head and tail, and you don't know how many miles it is!
The roar of the dragon continued, and the huge golden dragon shadow hovered in the sky for a moment, and then swooped down towards the mountain tops below. Seeing this, people were frightened and their eyes widened. What did the golden dragon shadow mean when it swooped down?
You definitely can't run away, you can only watch helplessly.
However, the originally huge golden dragon shadow shrank rapidly as it swooped down, and when it approached the top of the mountain, it actually shrank to the size of only Mi Xu.
Although it is not big, it is golden, but it gives people a feeling of incomparable sacredness and majesty, making people dare not feel offended.
The little golden dragon was hovering and flying more than ten meters above the ground on the mountain top, as if it was looking for something.
The third prince's thoughts flickered, and he actually raised the long sword in his hand. This move made the hovering golden dragon look over.
Come quickly and merge with this sword, the third prince was overjoyed and shouted in his heart.
People noticed his actions and saw the abnormality of the golden dragon. They all raised their weapons in the same manner, expecting the golden dragon to fly.
At this, the third prince sneered inwardly, I am the last one standing on the ring, and you are not qualified to be favored by the Golden Dragon.
With much anticipation, the meter-long golden dragon suddenly swooped down, so fast that people could not keep up with its trajectory.
The golden dragon flew directly towards the third prince. The third prince almost couldn't help laughing when he saw this. However, he was too happy. The golden dragon was about to approach him, but it turned a corner and flew directly towards him.
Cloudscape direction.
Following the trajectory of the golden dragon, everyone saw that the careful golden dragon plunged directly into Yun Jing's hand and the sledgehammer disappeared!
Looking at the hammer in his hand, Yunjing said: "..."
How did it find itself? It also merged into the hammer. It was puzzling because this hammer was fused with many swords.
When the golden dragon merged into the hammer, Yunjing discovered that the originally hard metal hammer was rapidly changing on its own...
At this moment, Yunjing no longer cared about observing the changes in the hammer. He raised his head and scanned the surroundings, and then he saw everyone's eyes focused on him.
Those eyes include shock, confusion, greed, and murderous intent...
Especially the third prince, his eyes were so complicated that he condensed the emotions of everyone else and expressed them through his gaze towards Yun Jing.
In his opinion, it was obviously his.
Facing so many complicated looks, Yunjing said, "What are you looking at me doing? Everyone has seen it, I didn't do anything. It was the golden dragon that came here on its own, it's none of my business!"
At this moment, Yunjing was confused. No, I was just watching the excitement, so why did he become the center of attention?