In the Jianhe River, there is another scene of heaven and earth.
Vast expanse of blue waves and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are all in front of you.
Underfoot are clouds and mist, and there is an endless blue sea with snow-white waves.
The world in front of him seemed to be the same as the sword world he had encountered when he suddenly understood Yun Qi's sword technique, but it was different at the same time.
As far as the eye can see, there is still a world of majestic sword intent.
But the sword intention and sword energy contained in them are completely different.
It seems that it has absorbed the fighting spirit of countless swordsmen and warriors.
Because of this, this world is even more bizarre than what he has seen before.
As far as the eye can see, all the jagged rocks and dead trees are swords!
Obviously it cannot be achieved by the sword intent of one school or another.
However, the masters of the Wudang Sect can condense these many different sword paths into a pond of clear water and gather them into a sword world. Thinking about this kind of cultivation, how tolerant and terrifying it must be!
Suddenly, there was a roar of muffled thunder, and a thick black cloud swept over from the horizon.
The entire Jiejianchi world suddenly entered an apocalyptic scene.
The sea water is boiling and thunder is rolling.
Violently, the world trembled.
Then, an extremely majestic sword path surged from the top of the strange rock mountain.
As soon as Zhou Xuanxin thought, the sword light all over his body flashed, and six mysterious sword energies of different colors slowly took shape around him.
It was the Six Meridians Divine Sword that he had already reached its peak!
I saw six sword energies rising and falling around him, like swords and armor that were always inseparable.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped up and flew across, heading towards the Jianhe River!
Almost at the same moment, a huge wave tens of feet high rose up in the Jian River!
After only a moment of fighting, the world shook!
The sword energy swept across and cut off the waves!
The waves of the sword river made the sound of the sword blade shattering, scattering messily in mid-air like broken jade.
Song Qingshu was outside the formation, his expression suddenly changed!
Since he took charge of Jiejianchi, he has never seen anyone able to persevere in the first wave of Jianhe.
Not to mention cutting off a wave in the Sword River!
But he didn't know that at this moment, Zhou Xuanxin's body was shaking violently!
This sword-solving pool was personally established by Zhang Sanfeng, who was at the peak of the Grand Master's realm, and contained a ray of his own divine consciousness and three-point sword intention.
Not to mention the ultimate realm, even if they are both great masters, they will probably have to expend a lot of energy to escape unscathed!
He had only fought for a moment, and the six sword energies around his body had already damaged one of the mid-charge swords!
Then comes the second wave!
In this wave, many kendo masters vaguely appeared, shouting and holding weapons, roaring to attack!
Zhou Xuanxin gritted his teeth, activated his body skills, and stepped forward again.
The sword roars for nine days, and the broken sword is like a star!
Another wave! Break another sword!
Zhou Xuanxin's body shook and he almost landed on the top of a strange rocky mountain.
Only the sword energy of the west path was left around him.
But the majestic rolling of the Jianhe River in front of me is still gushing.
Immediately afterwards, the third and west waves came one after another.
Zhou Xuanxin stood still and stretched out his sword finger calmly. The remaining Xidao sword energy went straight to meet him without any hesitation.
In mid-air, loud noises burst out one after another!
The clouds in the Western Zhou Dynasty are reflected like daylight!
At this moment, outside Jiejian Pond, looking at the scene in the formation, Song Qingshu was extremely shocked.
This mountain gate formation, which has been protecting Wudang for countless years, today, even six consecutive waves cannot capture a single boy!
If you spread the word, wouldn't it make people laugh?
He knew that when this formation was originally set up, it could withstand the Grand Master's full force and hundreds of moves. However, although the two sides had only fought six times, it contained more than a thousand moves of swordsmanship.
Zhou Xuanxin's throat felt fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost came out.
The Jianhe in front of him, judging from his strength, has long been beyond the reach of ordinary masters, but since he has come all the way, isn't it just to explore the higher peak of martial arts?
When I thought of this, I felt calm.
But at this moment, the six sword energy in his body has been exhausted, and only the sword river in the sky is still roaring and raging.
His eyes looked at the layers of clouds on the side.
He took a long breath and circulated the breath in his body smoothly.
Indifferently, slowly pointing to the sky.
The clouds and mist rolled back and gathered at the fingertips.
Revealing a little bit of essence and brilliance.
Swipe to the left, and the scene will be endless; swipe to the right, and it will be endless.
Yun Qi has been enlightened on the sword technique for many days, and he wants to use it today to see how good it is.
And which martial arts in this world is more qualified for testing than the sword-solving pool set up by the great master?
Zhou Xuanxin showed a knowing smile.
So, let’s look at this sword.
Cross your arms across your chest, bringing luck to heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the clouds are full of energy, and hundreds of grains turn into swords!
The clouds and mist in the sky turned into countless tiny flying swords as white as jade, lying horizontally beside him.
At this time, Jianhe seemed to have sensed something, and knew that the sword intent emanating from the young man in front of him was anything but simple, and it changed again.
The divine form slowly condensed from the Jianhe River, forming a half-length figure standing on the blue waves of heaven and earth.
The beard, hair, and fingers are all formed by sword intent!
Zhou Xuanxin laughed in the wind. At this moment, he was completely focused on the swordsmanship competition in front of him.
But I saw that his arms were raised, lowered, moved forward, and retreated, all in accordance with the rules, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
When it is fast, it is like strong wind and rain; when it is slow, it is like the mountains and mountains.
It's like birds in the clouds and mayflies in the water. It's also like a river flowing horizontally and mountains hiding in plain sight.
Zuo Yi raised his hand and clicked three times in different directions, hitting the three major acupoints: Tiantu, Xuanji, and Shenzang.
Right strokes and left strokes, staggered vertically and horizontally, each with its own subtlety, are sweeping the three major acupoints of Shenque, Qihai and Guanyuan.
The flying swords filled with clouds in the sky followed the movements of his fingers and hit the figure in Jianhe accurately.
Shake the wind and clouds in the nine heavens and disturb the clouds and mists in the heavens! ,
The sword energy contends and the sword intention surges!
As Zhou Xuanxin slashed with one palm, the cloud swords in the sky buzzed in unison and slashed down!
The head stood straight on the left shoulder of the figure in Jianhe!
The next moment, the sword light shattered and all the rocks were gone.
Zhou Xuanxin was also shocked by a sudden and huge force and flew backwards!
Then, there was a soft sound.
A gap suddenly opened on the Jiejianchi stone tablet!
Zhou Xuanxin slowly fell from the vast sword world.
But when the clouds and mist before my eyes cleared, the water in Jiejian Pond was still a shallow pond, with the bottom clearly visible.
Song Qingshu stood dumbly and said nothing, as he had no more words to say.
The young man in front of him actually fought to a draw with Xie Jianchi!
That was the effort left behind by Zhang Sanfeng!
At this moment, a deep copper bell sounded in the mountains.
Seven times in a row, one after another.
That was a warning signal from the Zhenwu Palace to defend against the enemy.
Before Song Qingshu could react, the young man in white clothes in front of him transformed into Baihong Jingtian again and walked in first.
Zhou Xuan's mind and body were like lightning, and he quickly headed towards the top of the mountain without stopping.
At this time, the sword energy in his body was surging, and he was traveling at such a speed in order to eliminate all the powerful and deep sword energy that had penetrated his body in the previous battle in a short period of time.
A white shadow inadvertently flashed past, and as he stood, a ray of sunlight finally pierced the clouds.
And Zhou Xuanxin also officially climbed to the top of Wudang Mountain.
Green pines and white cranes reveal the mysterious gate.
In front of you is a huge martial arts field.
But at this moment, Yanwu Ping was already overcrowded, with hundreds of people standing there.
