Chapter 290 Sword Enlightenment in Dream: Thousand Waves
"Hmph! It's the Blood Feather Demon Lord again. Even with his meager magical power, he dares to claim to dominate the demon world." Ba Xi punched the stone table in front of him hard, and click! The waist-high bluestone table shattered into pieces.
Blocks, scatter in all directions.
The prostrate Demon General raised his brows and glanced up at the angry Demon Lord Ba Xi, but his expression was very calm, because this was the sixth time he had seen the Bluestone Case being shattered. Every time when he reported
When the Blood Feather Demon Lord is fighting against the demon world, something like this will always happen.
This Baxi is also weird. Every time he smashes the bluestone case, he will immediately order his men to bring a new one. Unknowingly, he has become accustomed to this way of venting his anger.
For six consecutive days, Liu Qiankun slept soundly without waking up, and no one dared to disturb Demon Lord Yinxiao's rest. Strangely enough, the palace where he slept was filled with a layer of murderous aura as cold as frost, even if he had fallen asleep.
Any strong man who approaches within ten feet of his palace will feel a panic in his heart.
Having mastered a trace of the law of killing, no matter where you are, that murderous aura will inevitably spread out unconsciously.
In the past six days, the Blood Feather Demon Lord seemed to have gone crazy. He led the Demon Soul Mage to occupy more than ten galaxies around the Winged Demon Star, and threatened to unify the demon world. His tone was clearly to Liu Qiankun and Liu Qiankun.
Baxi declares war.
Ba Xi really wanted to kill the damn Blood Feather Demon Lord himself, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. According to the report from the demon clan sent to inquire about the news, the Blood Feather Demon Lord had no enemy under his command. Regardless of whether the opponent was a demon.
Regardless of whether he is an emperor or a demon, he can be killed with just one punch. He is so powerful all the way, even more ruthless than when Liu Qiankun was blinded by the demonic element.
Now we can only wait for Liu Qiankun to wake up before making any further calculations. Every time Ba Xi hears the battle report about the Blood Feather Demon Lord, he can only vent his anger on these bluestone cases.
Liu Qiankun slept soundly. For the first three days, his mind was completely blank. The quality of his sleep was excellent. On the fourth day, he began to think about something unconsciously and began to dream. He has always followed a dreaming principle.
, now that it has begun, we must let the dream have a result, and just like that, three days have passed.
In the dream, he kept practicing his sword. He wanted to create his own way of using the sword. After thousands of swings, sweeps, cuts, thrusts, and picks... he finally decided to keep trying how to use the speed.
Raise it to the extreme, stabbing out a hundred swords, a thousand swords, ten thousand swords in an instant... following a specific trajectory and condensing all the attacks into one point.
It was very difficult at first, to condense a hundred swords into one point in an instant. This point was only the size of a fingertip, and he didn't know the attack power it exerted. When he condensed a thousand swords into one point, the point where the swords gathered unexpectedly changed.
It became the size of a bowl. When he tried to condense ten thousand swords into one point, the point of intersection became the size of a millstone...
Liu Qiankun tried again and again in his dream. What he used was not a sword, but a branch that was randomly broken off from the big tree in his dream. He thrust it out, took it back, and thrust it out again... Exhaustion had long been destroyed by a strange kind of thing.
Replaced by the wonderful state of the sword uniting, he was stubborn and found that every time he thrust a million times, the point of intersection would actually shrink a bit, and he kept repeating and experiencing it.
It wasn't until the tenth day that Liu Qiankun slowly woke up from his sleep. When he sat up, he suddenly discovered that the bedding on the bed was soaked with sweat and gave off a pungent smell. It turned out that he had been sleeping in the past few days.
He was sweating. When he turned over and stood up, he felt his feet were slippery. It turned out that two pools of sweat had already accumulated in his shoes. When he turned around, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, because he found that his whole body was covered with a light layer of white frost.
He can sweat like rain while practicing swordsmanship in his dream. I am afraid he can be regarded as the first person in the Three Realms. Being able to understand the mystery of the unity of ten thousand swords is worth it. What Liu Qiankun wants to do most now is to find one.
The real thing is used to verify the sword skills learned in the dream.
Liu Qiankun floated out of the Demon Palace at such a speed that the demon generals guarding the gate of the Demon Palace only felt a blur in front of their eyes and a gust of wind.
The green mountains are endless, and the peaks look small. Liu Qiankun stood in the sky, overlooking the undulating mountains below him. He pondered for a while in his mind, and held the Qingming Sword in his hand with a cry. He stepped down, and his body was as light as lightning and struck a piece with the sword.
Huge rocks stabbed away.
Time stood still at this moment. The Qingming Sword seemed ethereal and powerless, but in fact the sword body vibrated a hundred times following a specific trajectory. The hundred swords merged into one, condensing into a point the size of a fingertip.
laugh!
As soon as the shadow of the sword was restrained, Liu Qiankun stood up with his sword, frowning and staring at the boulder. He did not inject any vitality into this sword, and used it entirely with the power of his body's instinct. The tip of Qingming's sword left a fingertip-sized mark on the surface of the boulder.
small hole.
Click!
A dull cracking sound came from the rock, and with the small hole as the center, circles of cracks as fine as spider webs extended to all directions, covering the entire surface of the boulder in the blink of an eye.
call!
A gust of mountain wind blew by, and only a roar was heard. The entire boulder suddenly collapsed, and green smoke curled up. The huge boulder turned into a pool of irregular debris. The superimposed power of a hundred swords made Liu Qiankun feel a trace of joy in his heart, and he immediately twitched.
His body retreated ten feet, and he stood in the air in front of the entire thousand-foot mountain peak. He moved his feet, and thrust out another sword. A wisp of killing energy burst out of the sword. The sword vibrated more than two thousand times in an instant. This was all he could do.
The limit of endurance.
puff!
There was a loud roar, and the Qingming Sword pierced a hole the size of a fist on the stone wall. Liu Qiankun drew his body and retreated a hundred feet away. He only heard a loud roar and shot straight into the sky, and countless gravel shot out.
When the sword came out, the entire mountain instantly turned into powder, and the billowing dust and smoke rose hundreds of feet. This sword caused the color of the world to change, and a radius of hundreds of miles was shrouded in a pungent dust mist.
A white light shot into the sky, and Liu Qiankun stood in the sky with a wry smile on his face, looking at the hazy dust and mist at his feet, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Alas! It seems that the sword intention realized in the dream is still far from reality! Why don't we just call this sword a thousand waves!" Liu Qiankun shook his head and sighed, then folded his body and turned into an arc of light.
Disappeared among the mountains.
Far away in the Ancient Demon Mountains hundreds of millions of miles away, Demon Chimeng slowly opened his eyes, with a cold smile on his lips, and murmured to himself: "What a little fairy, he is really the evil star of the demon world.
, he forced Jiu Brahma to jump out. It seems that the Three Realms, which have been silent for millions of years, will soon have a rare and exciting event, Jie Jie Jie..."
Cold laughter rose through the air, and the entire Ancient Demon Mountain Range trembled in the strange laughter. Countless panicked monsters began to run wildly, and soon they gathered into a dark torrent and rushed towards the surrounding Ancient Demon Mountain Range...
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