Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4590: Go sword

I wonder if it is a dream or an illusion.

The Daoist sentiment that Eternal God stayed in Jianwushuang's consciousness was opened by him.

But at the moment of opening, he suddenly awakened.

"You woke up, little fellow." Shi stopped at the dojo built by divine power and looked at Jian Wushuang with relief.

Jian Wushuang propped up with one hand and stood up instantly.

"What is this place?"

Looking at the huge square completely constructed by vast divine power, Jian Wushuang has not yet reacted.

"This is the place where you should feel." Shi stopped laughing.

Jian Wushuang is not lacking in understanding, but is just mentioned, and instantly realized that those who built this dojo are all those Baguaju soldiers left behind by the supreme existence.

"Thank you Mr. Old." Jian Wu doubled his fists, admiring Shi Shi stopped.

When he stopped patting his hands, "This is just the place that suits you best, but the final practice depends on your own fortune."

"Yes." Jian Wushuang promised, but when he was about to cross-legged, he was stopped.

"Little fellow, this practice method has little effect on you." Shi paused and then raised his right hand to gently raise it.

At the moment, the Tai Luo Excalibur hanging behind Jian Wushuang jumped into the sky, as if possessing sapience, hovering above his head.

"A journey of spiritual practice is a process of continuous seeking and proving the Tao. You have touched that layer vaguely, and I will give you a little insight."

When Shi stopped talking quietly, but the words were like hammers, he smashed into Jian Wushuang's mind.

"Since the chaos is not open, when the world and the earth are still one, the chaos will be the Tao. The chaos will turn into two turbid qi, and these two qi will be two."

"Until the opening of the Great World, the ages of the extremely poor will increase, and the Tao will increase accordingly."

"The Dao has no extremes, but there are extremes. Some people have a glimpse of the mystery and prove themselves, while others have a life of extreme poverty and cannot touch that meaning."

"Little fellow, although you already have a complete Taoism in your body, it is not yours, but with your current state, you can understand that trace of meaning, which is really rare."

"All I can do now is to keep your inner way and stabilize your state of mind."

Just a few words made Jian Wushuang seem to feel, but it was fleeting. He almost blurted out what he wanted or didn’t want. "Old gentleman, what you said in your mouth, if I master it, I can Where did it go?"

I didn’t care about Jian Wushuang’s pride, and he said, "There is no supreme."

"Boom!"

Jian Wushuang can no longer calm down as God of Thunder explodes.

He stretched his hand directly, and the Tarot Excalibur started, and the unstoppable divine power surged.

Holding the Tarot Excalibur, the sword Wushuang is like a sharp sword with a sheath, and the edge is sharp!

"Yes, the magical power is sharp, and it seems that you have some insights into Kendo." Shi Zhan seemed somewhat satisfied.

Jian Wushuang pondered a little, and then firmly said, "Old gentleman, I think I have roughly understood the inner mood of my heart, and I am determined to enter the Tao with a sword!"

Stopped and nodded, signaling Jian Wushuang's move.

In this vast and magnificent divine dojo, the divine power lost by oneself can be replenished almost instantly.

Therefore, Jian Wushuang is no longer retained, and the chaotic overlord is opened directly.

"Yong Ye!"

Jian Wushuang directly exhibited the first form of the Tai Luo Jian Dian. The fierce black gas poured out from the sword body, turning into a black ball and swiping towards the stop.

With vast blessings of divine power, this is only the first form of the sword code, and its momentum and power are several times better than before.

When the black ball is about to hit the stop, the space is slightly stagnate, and then the black ball is divided into two from the center, and the black smoke dissipates.

For this kind of situation, Jian Wushuang has no accidents, and directly uses the third type of sword ceremony dusk.

In the blink of an eye, with the time stopped as the center, the pit that should be broken and collapsed did not appear. Instead, a burst of repulsive force pushed the sword without double-clicking.

Withdrawing dozens of feet, Jian Wushuang pierced the ground with a sword, only to withstand the backward figure, and the body's blood and blood rolled violently.

Swallowing the sweetness in his throat, he slowly stood up.

Jiandian Dusk not only did not have any effect on the time to stop the photo, but the repulsive damage was all fed back to Jian Wushuang's body, which made him extremely depressed.

From time to time, he stood on the spot, moving even one step.

Looking at his light and breezy appearance, I am afraid he hasn't even tried hard.

Jian Mushuang adjusted his mind and took a deep breath, quietly spawning the fourth form.

"Four Seasons."

The silent Han Mang grew from the bottom of Jian Wushuang's feet, with the blessing of the dojo's vast divine power, and swept the entire dojo almost instantly.

In this style, even the divine power that supports the operation of the dojo has a momentary stagnation.

It is now!

Jian Wushuang jumped suddenly, the divine power was poured into the Tai Luo Excalibur, and he descended in the air, stopping when he slashed towards him.

The cut that could tear the universe’s dome almost easily, but only left a pale trace in the sky of this sad land. When this sword mark cuts towards the front, it is almost left. Xu length.

Shi stopped holding out **** in his food, only a slight pinch to the cut sword mark, and directly made him die!

When the shot was stopped, the grounded sword Wushuang did not stop his body. When the foot stepped on the ground, he ran directly towards the stop.

In a blink of an eye, a free Tai Luo Baoxiang, who is chic in the world, emerges behind Jian Wushuang.

All the previous moves are serving this moment. The huge treasure looks like a mountain. With the sword of Wushuang, it is depressed!

"Om..."

A subtle collision sound quietly sounded, and time seemed to stagnate.

The virtual image of Taro Supreme even has to retreat in the future. Jian Wushuang still hangs in the air. When the long sword leaves in his hand, he stops his palm, but it is difficult to score a half.

Shi Zhan still stood in the same place, with the palm of his right hand raised above his head, as if holding a sword generally blocking the strongest blow of Jian Wushuang.

"The person who created this sword technique has a lot of experience. If you refine it further, it will be considered a real harmony." Shi stopped whispering, seeming to be regretful, and pushed his right hand slightly upward.

In an instant, as if the tide receded, the sword flew out without double-clicking.

Stopping this blow seems to be like the wind, but it really strikes him, almost losing his ability to resist.

Looking over, Jian Wushuang directly spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the Tai Luo Excalibur, which has been keeping his hand away, also staggered into the side.

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness hits my heart, and the last time this sense of powerlessness belonged to my own false **** who broke through the universe to kill.

When he stopped carrying his hands, he walked slowly towards Jian Wushuang.

"Who wrote this sword technique you used?"

Jian Wushuang slowly stood up, leaned on the Tai Luo Excalibur and stood up, "I am the predecessor of Tianjiao in my divine universe."

"It’s really an arrogant to be able to understand this swordsmanship, but why didn’t he refine it further?"

"That's because, the predecessor who created the Jiandian has long disappeared." Jian Wushuang said sadly.