Legend of the Swordking Chapter 1119: The primordial spirit comes out of the orifice, condenses the battle body
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"Shit!"
The Baishou Pavilion Master’s sword seemed to cut into an abyss, with countless kendo rules splitting on both sides, and an extremely sharp and terrifying glow rushed towards his face, full of ancient charm, and the torrent of torrents is exactly the kendo eternal The power of a blow, this sword is not even a move, this is an ordinary sword, it can spur a terrifying aura that makes people sweat.
My eyes were filled with dense rules in an instant, and the eyes of the gods of kendo couldn’t see all of these rules in a short period of time. While I was breathing in the air, the fairy bone sword vibrated, and also urged the eternal power of kendo, kendo The torrent and the sword intent vortex merged, coupled with the rules of the time kendo, suddenly turned into a **** wave and surged forward.
"Om~~~"
The two horrible sword intents collided together. What I didn’t expect was that the rules of time swordsmanship seemed to be a nemesis. The sword intent was destroyed and annihilated. What's more terrifying was the Holy Ruins in the master of Baishou Pavilion’s sword intent. The fire actually suppressed the edge of the world's fire, and for a while, the world's fire was almost extinguished, as if a huge stone was pressed in his heart.
This is bad.
My heart was chilly, and I immediately subconsciously soared into the air, and my figure moved violently, avoiding the sword of the white head pavilion master. I saw the red smoke billowing in the void behind me, and the chaotic world was covered This sword was slashed out, and if my flesh took the sword, I am afraid that even if the flesh is sanctified, it will be severely injured.
The Lord Baishou is just an old man lying in a chair, use speed!
In the Sacred Ruins of All Things, wisps of fire-red rules are lingering, which is the profound meaning of Suzaku's body method. As if a violent flame is born under the feet, the speed soars, the speed of the whole person is increased to the extreme, and it moves quickly in the air. At the same time, the swordsmanship is promoted, and the extremely flaming sword is blasted into the air, the sword is surging, and the sword is fully shot!
"Hehe, okay..."
The Master Bai Shou Pavilion was sitting in a chair, with a pair of wise eyes looking at the afterimage of me in the sky, and smiled: "At a young age, I have cultivated like this. It is indeed the first in the two colleges in ten thousand years. It’s a genius, you are welcome!"
He was full of ancient charm. Although he was sitting there, I saw a figure rushing out of his body, holding a sharp sword, stepping on a kendo abyss, the long sword swaying brilliance, with extraordinary kendo When the rule came over, the volley was dozens of slashes, colliding with the sword energy that fell from me, without falling into the wind.
I can actually create a figure with a real sword intent. This is definitely not a form, but a real body.
Under my gaze, I finally saw through. This flying figure is real. On the contrary, the white head pavilion sitting in the chair seems to have lost his spirituality. He sat motionless and even breathed. Disappeared.
Could it be... the legendary soul is out of the body?
The cousin also had a soul out of her body, but the strength of her soul was quite weak, far less than the White Head Pavilion Master. His soul out of her body was like awakening one of the strongest self, with a sharp sword style. Slashing the chaotic sky, the air in the air suddenly felt like I was trapped in an army of thousands of horses, and the sky was full of fierce sword energy, coming from all directions!
In a blink of an eye, the holy spirit in the holy ruins of all things is endless, and the sword heart of all things becomes the soul in the holy ruins, and the whole body bursts out with holy brilliance. Under the guard of this Taoist heart, I restored my peace , The kendo gods eyes opened, trying to see the real existence of every offensive of the Baishou Pavilion Master, while wielding the fairy bone sword, stepping on the void and constantly moving the position, attacking with one sword and defending.
"Pengpongpeng~~~"
The figure in the sky has disappeared, replaced by a series of sword intent collisions and cracks in the chaotic space, like a thunderstorm in the empty sky, the momentum is amazing, the soul of the white head pavilion is out of the body The figure is very swift and fierce, a sword smashed into the void, and the aggressiveness of the offensive almost made it difficult for me to resist.
The shadow of the soul of the four-epee sword burst out, and the most essential rules of the kendo eternally evoked one by one. The flesh is full of the rules of the holy path, and every sword cut condenses my strongest rules and strength, but it is still the same. After being attacked by Bai Shouge's master, there was no way to fight back. In a blink of an eye, his body was already scarred, full of shallow scars, embarrassed.
But even in embarrassment, I still maintain my peace of mind. I will gain a wisdom from a ditch. Every sword must remember the skill and essence of this sword in my mind. I will sharpen myself in the battle. Created but there is still a feeling of gain.
"Hahaha, yes, come again!"
In the air, the ghost of the white head pavilion master’s soul is constantly attacking. He did not show mercy because I am the arrogant of the academy. One move and one move will inevitably bring out all the essence, but one thing is certain, he He was ruthless, but not assassin. Whenever he was on the verge of desperation, he always raised his hand and didn't rush to kill.
The pavilion master of Tianfeng Academy is indeed highly respected. Although I challenged the ninth floor of the sword pavilion in this battle, in fact, the old pavilion master taught me more complete kendo mysteries in one move. Obviously, in this way During the First World War, my understanding and mastery of kendo will be deeper, so that I can exert a stronger power.
"Chich~~~"
The sword intent was violent several times in the air. Although I fought back, I lost a lot of speed and subtle moves. In the end, my legs suddenly numb, a wisp of sword wound appeared on my knee, and the sword energy cut into my flesh. Xu, the blood flow continues. The white head pavilion master’s sword aura is very strong. Although his physical body can only spur half of his strength with the curse, it is already very scary. If he is not cursed, his true strength may be as taboo. The former master is definitely one of the top figures in the two major academies. No wonder he will be arranged to guard the ninth floor of the sword pavilion here, and his status is slightly higher than the eighth floor of Dongfang Xingyue Master.
"Peng~~~"
Under the crush of the invisible sword intent, I almost smashed my whole body on the ground, my legs shattered the slate and planks on the ground, and I fell a few feet away, embarrassed, and my legs were bleeding. A strand of black cursing power seemed to try to penetrate my body from the sword aura, but was directly rejected by the body.
"Huh?"
Pavilion Master Bai Shou was surprised: "Little guy, why can you resolve this curse power so perfectly?"
"Perhaps it is a matter of physical sanctification."
I frowned and said: "Senior, I lost, I am convinced."
He smiled slightly: "Even if you lose, you still have hundreds of moves against the old man. It is already quite difficult. If the old man is the strongest fighting force, two little girls, Li Qingyin and Lin Muzhao, will have ten moves for me. Can't catch it!"
His eyes are full of arrogance. People with ability always have tempers. This is normal. However, he is still a bit suspicious, watching the wound on my knee heal gradually, and said: "Even if the flesh is sanctified It is impossible to perfectly resist this curse and the power of rules, you...how did you do it?"
"Could it be..."
I was also suspicious for a while, and then I felt it carefully, only to realize that the curse power invading my body was actually not repelled by physical power, but was burned and evaporated by a ray of pure fire.
It's the fire of the world!
I took a deep breath and said: "It may be the fire of the world. Because it contains the rules of everything in the world, it should also cover this curse power. The fire of the world can restrain this curse power."
"Really?"
Pavilion Master Bai Shou was a little excited, sitting in a chair, and said: "Child, can you help me?"
"Senior, you said."
"If what you understand is really the rare first-grade world fire in the world, then borrow a little of your holy ruin fire to the old to see if you can get rid of the curse of the old."
Being cursed by the power, I naturally understand this pain. When I was hit by the Poison of the Nine Nethers, the feeling that life is better than death is still in my heart. Now that the White Head Pavilion Lord has spoken, I naturally cannot refuse.
"Whh--"
Flying near, I stood in front of the pavilion master Baishou, and said: "Senior, although World Fire understands the rules of everything, it is also very lethal, are you sure?"
"Come on, please."
The Lord Baishou closed his eyes.
My palm is slightly, and the world's fire is lingering, and a little bit is scattered on the broken leg of the white head pavilion. Suddenly the world's fire and the cursed fire are intertwined, just like the intersection of ice and fire, Zizi's voice, and the pavilion master Baishou was trembling all over, the pain can be imagined, but he didn't stop it, and I didn't stop, continuing to urge the fire of the world to burn his wounds.
In less than twenty breaths, the pavilion master Baishou was already covered with sweat, and the broken leg was burnt black, but under the burnt black there was tender flesh and skin, and the curse rules seemed to be less.
Looking at him almost unable to support it, I hurriedly withdrew the fire of the Holy Ruins, held his body about to collapse to the ground, and said: "Senior, are you okay?"
"It's okay."
The white head pavilion’s face was covered with sweat and looked very weak, but he smiled and said: "The fire of the world is indeed one of the best opportunities in the world. My curse pain has been reduced by at least 30%. It seems It works, boy, you will come to the ninth floor of the sword pavilion every day from now on. The old man will discuss with you, teach you kendo, and you will heal me with the fire of the world. How about this deal?"
"Deal."
I smiled: "Even if seniors don't teach me kendo, I will heal you."
"Shangguan Ziyi accepted a good apprentice."
Pavilion Master Baishou nodded and smiled: "Don’t worry, you are the disciple of the White Deer Sword Saint. I will not presume. I’m afraid I don’t need to practice the old man’s swordsmanship."
I nodded: "Senior only needs to learn from me. By the way, how can the power of the predecessor's soul out of the body and multiplying strength do it? Can you teach me?"
"Are you talking about the primordial spirit coming out of the body and condensing the battle body?"
"That's right."
"Yes, starting tomorrow, I will pass you on!"
"Okay, thanks a lot!"
I am ecstatic. Although the primordial spirit seems to be out of the body, once it is mastered, unexpected effects can be exerted at certain times, and even one person can exert the power of two people!