A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 55: The heart is right and the body is right

Kiba slowly held his sword. He hadn't used a sword in the previous five matches, and he didn't need it, because those people were too careless and didn't need to draw a sword. He thought of Deacon Xun and the tragic fate of the gray disciple. He wanted to do something.

"Boy, I want to humiliate you!" Xiaohu did not relax his vigilance because the other party was the breath of the Qi training period. He undisguisedly released his cultivation base during the foundation building period, and wanted to fluctuate with his spiritual power. Kiba felt heart palpitations and even despair.

Xiaohu’s Cangsong sword slashed towards Mu Yu with a powerful aura, and a vicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn’t want to deal with Mu Yu so easily. He had to injure Mu Yu first, and then step him under his feet. Let him know the real gap between the gray disciple and the genius!

Muyu galloped, and his falling dust footwork made him almost disappear in place. The two swords intertwined in the air, with a clanging sound, a spirit power swayed away centered on the sword, and the two retreated.

"Are you not in the training period?" Xiaohu looked at Mu Yu's rising breath in shock, and the shock in his heart could not be added! He thought that the sword he must hit was blocked by the opponent, and he was repelled. How could this be possible?

"What? This kid from the Fallen Faction is not in the training period?"

"Did he use some magic, why did he suddenly change from the Qi training period to the foundation building period?"

"His cultivation base seems to be higher than Xiaohu. He must have used crooked ways."

"Don't worry! Little Tiger has the Cangsong Sword, and Cangsong Sword is famous for its awe-inspiring righteousness. How can the crooked door and evil ways be Xiaohu's opponent!"

Everyone in the audience was surprised by the sudden rise of Mu Yu's breath, and unanimously believed that Mu Yu was using a crooked door to forcibly upgrade his cultivation. Only in this way could it be explained.

"I really underestimated you. I don't know how long you can continue to improve your cultivation with this method? My sword has defeated even the people who built the fifth heaven!"

Xiaohu sneered, and a simple aura spread from his sword, his whole aura was no less than that of Mu Yu. This sword is made of high-quality materials by Taoist Qingsong. It is extremely spiritual, solid and heavy. It carries the simplicity and vastness of the old pine tree. The sword energy is integrated with its own spiritual power. It uses spiritual power as its source. In order to lead, affect the surrounding aura and turn it into your own use.

"Cang Song chasing the wind."

The Cangsong sword quivered softly, and the little tiger's fingers crossed and dragged the sword aura to form a sword shape above it, revealing a trace of vicissitudes, like a vast ancient pine morphing out, with endless tension, towards the wood feather Away.

The blue light exploded, and the flying sword in Kiyu's hand was divided into two, each evolving into nine forms of falling dust, layered waves, invisible fluctuations are mediated by the shadow of the sword, like the source of sparks, rising with the wind, rolling up every road The peaceful sword aura, moving in the quiet, restrained and yet unassuming.

The two sword auras slammed into each other, crushing the fallen leaves flying in the air, turning them into dust, and floating down. Mu Yu had already stepped forward, and the shadow sword in his hand flashed lightly like flowing water, the sword glowed, bullying himself up, the sword pointed at him.

The sword energy is everywhere, the two figures are intertwined, and for a moment they can't recognize who is who. Xiaohu became more and more frightened when he fought. Outsiders saw his majestic sword power and the upper hand. Only he knew that Kiyu’s sword was extremely dexterous and free and easy, as if fighting with two Kiyu, he was just tired Just deal with it.

"Haoran Righteous Qi Jue"

The sword body of the little tiger shook out a spiritual force, temporarily repelling the wood feather, the Cangsong sword rotated in front, a great righteousness swayed away from the sword body, like a Confucian student, righteousness lasted forever, panic. , An aura of majesty enveloped down, forcing Mu Yu.

"This is the Haoran Righteous Qi of the Qingsong School. It is said that it was created by the Qingsong Taoists after hearing about the Confucian students. With the help of the Confucian students' awe-inspiring righteousness, its power cannot be underestimated!"

"I'm afraid this kid from the Fallen Faction will be over, right?"

Kiyu stared at the breath, the shadow swords had been transformed into four, and they greeted them in a rapid surging, and rushed to the righteousness, with a loud roar, attracting everyone's attention. For a while, smoke and dust were all over the arena, and debris was everywhere.

Kiha retreated to the edge of the ring, and he fell out of the ring just a short distance. The power of that Cangsong Sword combined with Haoran's Righteous Qi Jue was so great that he could hardly take it down. He resisted the shock in his body and swallowed the blood from his throat, leaving only one Shadow Sword in his hand. .

Xiaohu stood in place panting. That style was not his own strength, but with the help of the Cangpine sword index to trigger the use of heaven and earth's spiritual energy, which consumes extremely huge spiritual power. When he saw Kiba still standing on the ring, his face was pulled down.

"Master said, to behave with courtesy, to treat people with faith is the way of Confucianism. You are arrogant and arrogant, and you have no reason to harm others for no reason. How can you be alive and righteous?"

Mu Yu looked at Xiaohu, abruptly upright, and his heart was upright. Xiaohu is pretentious. He regards the gray disciple’s life as a must, and even drives Xun Deacon to death. His body is unstable and cannot resonate with Haoran's Righteous Qi Jue. He has its own power and is useless. He cannot get the essence of this sword technique. .

"Strongbow crossbow, why talk about it? Talent and cultivation are the most important!" Xiaohu raised the Cangsong sword in his hand, and a pine shadow loomed behind him, and his whole body began to mobilize and gather towards the Cangsong sword. After going away, the surrounding spirits became restless again.

"Dust falling sword technique, one sword transforms nine styles, falling dust step, one step transforms nine shadows. The heart is upright and the body is upright, then nine shadows and nine styles."

Mu Yu muttered what the master once told him. He never understood what is righteousness of the mind, what is righteousness of the body, and what is called nine shadows and nine poses. The master once laughed without saying a word, and asked him to figure it out in life. Now, Xiaohu uses the sword of righteousness with an unrighteous heart, and its power is inexhaustible. He suddenly understood that the so-called righteous heart is an attitude towards one thing, and a righteous body means acting worthy of his own heart. The footwork of falling to dust lies not only in the body, but also in the mind. Without regrets, the body will be stable, and the shadow will be divided.

The split shadow sword turned into two and began to evolve, but Kiyu stepped on the dust, his figure flickered, and in the eyes of everyone in shock, two Kiyu suddenly appeared on the ring, each Kiyu Each held a split shadow sword, its shape was indescribable, like a phantom, but extremely real. The essence of the falling dust footwork is to separate the body from the shadow, and the sword style gives the figure one palm.

Feng Haochen looked at Mu Yu with admiration in his eyes, and he nodded slightly. Whether it is swordsmanship, mentality, or pace, you need to feel it yourself. He taught his disciples only form, and mind needs to guide them to explore. Mu Yu is already proficient in the use of the falling dust sword technique and falling dust steps, but he lacks experience and cannot combine the two.

The confession is also extremely unexpected, he smiled: "Kiha realized this so quickly, it is indeed suitable for cultivating, and now he can only do two shadows and two forms, I wonder if he will quickly reach nine shadows and nine forms. ?"

Feng Haochen said gently: "It depends on his comprehension! The way of falling to the dust has nothing to do with cultivation, only comprehension. Xiang Nan and Lan Ling'er can only split two swords, and he has been able to Split the four, and maybe catch up with you soon."

Acceptance nodded: "I also want to know the power of nine shadows and nine styles!"

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Xiaohu didn't know why two Kiba suddenly appeared in the field, and the others were also surprised. They had never seen one person can separate the two before. What kind of strange tricks or crooked ways? No one dared to make a conclusion for a while, because the two Kiba did not have any weakening, on the contrary, they became more and more powerful and their aura became more and more stable.

"Pretend to be a ghost, die!"

Little Tiger yelled, the Gu Song phantom behind him suddenly shook, turning into bits of broken shadows, and merged into the Cangsong Sword. For a time, the Cangsong Sword's momentum was shaken, and everyone around him was forced to retreat. That Cangsong Sword seemed to have become the focus of the world, and all the spiritual power gathered towards the Cangsong Sword, and gradually formed a vast and mighty sword energy, which continued to build up. In the end, it was difficult for Xiaohu to maintain this sword energy. With a wave, the awe-inspiring sword aura swept towards Mu Yu like destroying the world.

"Xuan Cang Luo Lei"

The eighth style of the falling dust sword technique, Xuan Cang Luo Lei. Dao begets everything, and thunder holds its rules.

The spiritual energy in the air agitated, and the auras seemed to be squeezing each other, and blue sparks flashed out in the meantime. The surrounding auras messed up the rules, tearing constantly, and then the auras turned into a cloud and lightning. The breath became dull, making it hard to breathe. One of Mu Yu's shadow rises up and uses his sword aura to bring down the thunder. The shadow-sharing sword in the other shadow's hand has already thundered and thundered, but Mu Yu is protected from thunder and lightning, carrying a pure thunder spirit to meet Xiaohu's sword. gas.

Thunder is in control of the criminal law, which overcomes the unrighteousness of the world.

For a while, Xiaohu's awe-inspiring sword aura passed away like ice and snow melted, and that sword aura was dissipated by the violent Lei Ling, taking the sword aura it had turned into his own, and then Lei Ling slashed at Xiaohu more vigorously.

Xiaohu's head was blank. He didn't understand why his Cangsong sword suddenly got out of his control, why his aura of his sword disappeared in an instant, he only saw a sudden lightning strike at him under the blue sky , And he didn't even have a chance to dodge.

"Qingsong faction admit defeat."

When Lei Ling was about to smash the tiger, the surrounding space was rippling, and then Lei Ling turned and blasted towards the ground, smashing the ring to pieces, and a deep pit appeared on the ring.

Bai Lang put the bewildered little tiger in his hand, and fell under the ring. His face was very calm, but he looked at Kiba thoughtfully. He had rescued the little tiger just now. It may be irreversible trauma.

"No, no, I didn't lose! How could I lose to a waste? It's impossible—" Xiaohu murmured. He stared at Kiba blankly, unable to believe everything in front of him~ IndoMTL. com~he lost? As the patriarch of the Qingsong School, he actually lost? Lost to a gray disciple, and lost to a disciple of the Fallen Faction!

"Shut up." Bai Lang yelled, Xiaohu no longer said, he buried his head, endless shame flooded his mind. From the beginning, he believed that Kiba was a waste, and he was humiliated in every possible way, full of waste, but he lost to a waste!

Kiba has already merged into one, slowly falling on the ring. Cang Songjian lay quietly on the ground, still so simple and dignified. It is not the way to win by taking advantage of external forces. Xiaohu defeated someone higher than his cultivation level with a Cangpine sword, but the external force was uncontrollable, and his failure was inevitable.

Everyone looked at all this incredible. Mu Yu defeated the little tiger of the Qingsong faction. That little tiger, known as the inheritance of the future Qingsong faction, couldn't beat a bottom-placed Luochen faction disciple? The sturdy arena is shattered. This is specially built for the disciples of the foundation period. Unless it is the strength of the Jindan period, it is impossible to destroy it like this. But the thunder caused by that young man has such power?

Everyone looked at Mu Yu on the stage, and they couldn't calm down for a while. They still didn't believe the facts in front of them, the Fallen Sect disciple, really so strong?

"Little Tiger actually lost?"

"The Fallen Faction won?"

Many people shook their heads, thinking it was an illusion, but no matter how they shook, there was always that young man standing on the ring, the one from the bottom sect that made people laugh at!

Kiba won, and Bailang intervened in the competition, no one dared to say anything.

"Brother Bailang, in the base-building stage, masters of the Jin Dan stage should not be intervened according to the rules, right?" Mu Yu saluted Bai Lang before questioning.

Everyone was stunned again, Mu Yu, a small disciple of the Luchen faction's foundation-building stage, is lucky to win at this moment, dare to kick his nose?