Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4586: Unparalleled swordsmanship, a vast sword

Shi stopped to nod and said, "It turned out to be the case, but this sword can be passed down, which is a blessing."

Don’t wait for Sword Wushuang to open, and stop and say again, "Separed from chaos, the worlds are born. Although there are thousands of swords in it, can there really be a sword-inspired sword that can communicate with your heart?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned, obviously thinking about this issue.

When he tried to blurt out the Tailuo Jiandian, he ended up not speaking.

Yeah, the Tarot Sword Code Pa Pao Qiong, has the power to easily split the star field, but does that really fit your own mind?

Even if it is inherited in his own hands, even if he can use the Tarot Sword to exert his own power, it is only the Supreme Sword of Taro.

Stop talking, "You have to be clear about every word I say, your perception of kendo is far more than you think, but even if you can penetrate and integrate each kind of kendo, they are still not Yours, each kendo, will only belong to the person who created them."

"From the moment you practiced the Tai Luo Jiandian, in fact, you left a subtle sword mark in your heart, and this sword mark is a gap."

"All you have to do now is find your own kendo."

At the same time, his right hand was gently waving in the air, but the invisible but tangible fluctuations could be felt, making Jian Wushuang also looked at it.

Although Shi Pao’s hands are empty, the sharp and invisible atmosphere makes Jian Wushuang understand.

It is an invisible sword, which belongs to Shidao's own kendo.

Jian Wushuang's heart is surging. When the Tarot Excalibur is placed on one side, he will realize the mood that is gradually forming in his heart as he stops.

There is no splendid sword intention, and some are only the purest one.

"I have been looking for my own swordsmanship, but it is always fleeting, and I am afraid that the swordsmanship I have realized is incomplete, so I have been shelving it until now."

"Now I will no longer escape, even if the sword will be crippled, but I do not regret it!"

Jian Wushuang opened his eyes violently, and Jin Yunhuamang escaped from his eyes.

The star-shaped divine pattern began to gather around the palm that was originally raised by the wind.

One frame by one page, the slow to extreme action is like disassembling the sword in my mind.

The complex and mysterious divine pattern began to appear around Jian Wushuang.

Si Shi has long left Jian Wushuang, looking at him comfortably in the distance.

"Fuse into the world of all things, stay out of things..."

"Enter the Dao with a sword!"

In an instant, the dazzling divine patterns floating around the body, all gathered under the right palm of Jian Wushuang.

With the invisible sword body, the divine power as the hilt, the long wind condensing the blade, and the **** pattern in the meantime, a very strange, yet wanton long sword appeared.

This is a sword-shaped transformation of Jian Wushuang, a vast sword intention that rises from the sky a lot different from the previous one, but better than the previous one.

Even if he once held the Tarot Excalibur and released the power of a sword to break through the sky, it has never been the same as it is today, exuding the endless power of repression.

The long hair breaks the girdle and dances behind him. The pale golden eyes flow out of the crystal and bright, like the presence of a god, exuding endless divine power!

For the first time, the divine power floating around the dojo gave birth to an agitated breath.

The godless power derived from it seems to feel the sword in its conception, and it’s crazy to come from all directions and want to be integrated with it.

When he stopped waving his hand, he added a barrier to the outside of the dojo, blocking the worship of the godless.

A long sword with a gold pattern is held high above the head. At this moment, the sword Wushuang seems to be transformed into a sword, and a hazy treasure takes half of the dojo.

"I have a sword..."

"This special invites old gentleman, take a look!"

Shen roared from his chest, and he cut it off with his sword in his hand.

Huge treasures also fall.

The sword full of sacred rituals belongs to Kendo only!

The endless shining golden **** pattern helps the storm rise, and with that sword's momentum, it blooms completely!

"Om——"

The next moment, the dojo built by divine power trembles tremendously, and the shape of the sword comes straight.

The almost indestructible dojo instantly ripped out long scars, and at the same time the remaining dojo quickly fell apart.

Stopping at the center of the sword's reach, the barrier of divine power stretched out by his hand was almost immediately engulfed.

When the entire dojo was torn in half by the rift of the sky, the disappearing Yaojin God's Grain suddenly turned into a pillar and rose from the bottom of the dojo, eventually swallowing the entire dojo.

The most magnificent and sacred martyrdom lasted for ten breaths, and finally ended in a fall.

The divine power is scattered, and the dojo damaged by such a blow is slowly condensed.

Countless divine powers turned into silk threads to hold the swords, and the damaged dojo was scattered everywhere like stars.

Thousands of Divine Soldiers under the Dojo tremble at the same time.

Lying on the divine power, Jian Wushuang breathed heavily. Although the originally consumed divine power was instantly replenished, the painful sense of passing through the soul of the gods still made Jian Wushuang blind.

Just because of this kind of power, he almost drew him to dryness. If it comes to the universe where the divine power can't be replenished quickly, I am afraid it will be a moment of life.

The time-stop figure reappears, standing on a debris and heading towards Jianwushuang.

"Is this your kendo?" Shi stopped asking.

Jian Wushuang stunned, then proudly said, "This is my way!"

When Shi Qingqing's face began to show a smile, he only said four words, "Shock is absolutely gorgeous."

"Mr. Xie Lao advises!" Jian Wushuang arched his hands, and the joy was overwhelming.

Shi stopped laughing, "My advice is not very useful, everything is what you think and understand."

Jian Wushuang shook his head, "It is precisely the teaching of the old gentleman that I can dare to take that step, otherwise I am afraid that I will never stand still."

Sword nodded, Jian Wushuang's so stunning and brilliant sword, has already fully realized the brilliant sword issued by his own sword, and he will surely become more and more complete on his own road from now on. .

"What is the extreme state of Kendo, do you know?" Shi stopped issuing the last question.

Jian Wushuang pondered for a moment, then said with some uncertainty, "Human sword unity? Invisible? Hidden front hidden device?"

Shi stopped laughing, he did not refute or agree with Jian Wushuang.

Countless divine powers have sprouted away from the feet that have stopped from time to time, either turning into **** butterflies or chasing birds.

He slowly stretched out his palm, and a chasing bird stayed at his fingertips, flapping his wings and flying up and down

"When a bird is willing to stay at the tip of your sword, everything is done."

After saying this sentence, Shi Zhe’s figure turned into a cloud of smoke, which naturally wandered away.

With his dissipation, there is also endless vast divine power.

"Old gentleman?!" Jian Wushuangqiang stood up, staring at the place where he stopped disappearing.

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