Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1864: Sword Intent

Clang!

Gold and iron cried, sparks burst out, Ling Xian did not retreat for half a step, and the rust sword in his hand was also intact.

Looking at the big man in black, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the mysterious iron heavy sword cracked and almost disintegrated.

This scene stunned everyone present.

No one thought that a heavy sword would be broken by a rusty iron sword!

It's really amazing, it's just subverting cognition!

"You lost, go on."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, making the black-clothed man come back to his senses, and said with difficulty: "I want to know why you can break my profound iron epee with an iron sword."

"Can't say."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. If he had said that, few people would dare to challenge him, and no one would challenge him. How could he make up a 100-game winning streak?

"I remember you."

The big man in black took a deep look at Ling Xian, then turned and left, leaving no face anymore.

It was a shameful thing that the sword was broken and defeated by one move.

"I will fight you."

A middle-aged man floated onto the stage, and after throwing the old man's fifty thousand spiritual stones, he immediately shot Lingxian.

His sword is not bad, and the sword fight is even more delicate, so that everyone's spirits are refreshed, and he hopes that this person can defeat Ling Xian.

Unfortunately, he can't.

Ling Xian pierced out with a sword, and at the same time he broke the man's sword, he also blasted him directly to the audience.

After that, he kept repeating this process.

In less than a moment, he won the hour in a row, without exception, he was defeated with a single sword, and the long sword was broken.

This shocked everyone's mind, and it was hard to believe that it was a rusted iron sword.

Besides the shock, Ling Xian aroused his eagerness to win.

Many people who didn't plan to fight, have all appeared on the stage, hoping to defeat Ling Xian.

Unfortunately, without exception, he always gave him a record.

No one can end Lingxian, and no one can break his iron sword, not even a single crack.

"Fifty consecutive victories, this is incredible."

"What demon method did he use, how could a rusty iron sword exert the power of a divine sword?"

"After fifty games, his sword hasn't even a trace of cracks. This is too evil."

"I don't believe it, no one can break his broken sword!"

Everyone opened their mouths, and their eagerness to win became more and more horrified.

At this moment, they don't want to end Ling Xian's winning streak, they just want to break his iron sword!

However, until the ninety-nine games, no one could break the iron sword.

It seems that this is the emperor of the sword, overlooking the world with ten thousand swords!

"Cheating, it must be cheating!"

"Yes, how can a rusty iron sword break 99 swords?"

"He must have used some method and violated the rules!"

Everyone talked a lot, thinking that Ling Xian used some method that violated the rules, such as secretly stimulating mana.

Otherwise, a broken sword with rust, how could it break ninety-nine swords in a row?

"Cheating?"

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. If he wanted to cheat, it would be as simple as drinking water and eating.

He is a great master of art, and he understands the original power of turning decay into a miracle. With just a move of his mind, he can upgrade the iron sword to several levels.

But he did not do this, nor did he use mana or physical power.

"He wasn't cheating. If I didn't guess wrong, this young man understood the meaning of the sword."

The old man on the ring suddenly spoke, making everyone startled, and then exclaimed.

"Sword Intent? I heard it right, the treasurer Li said he understood the sword intent?"

"It's a lie. Those who understand the meaning of swords are amazing people. Among millions of swordsmen, there may not be one. How can they come here to fight?"

"Treasurer Li is an expert in this way, he will certainly not read it wrong!"

Everyone took a deep breath, and their gazes at Ling Xian changed.

"My son, you should have understood the sword intent of the wind. I wonder if the old man is right?"

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian, a bit more shocked, and a bit more respectful.

Those who understand the meaning of the sword are all amazing people, and they are all powerful people, so they are naturally respected.

"If you know it in your heart, why bother to say it?"

Ling Xian was helpless, the first type of sword fight of the old man of nine swords, to put it bluntly, was the sword of wind.

Therefore, he had realized it a long time ago. The reason why he didn't say it was because he wanted to win a hundred games in a row and get the Sword Tempering Stone.

If you tell him about his comprehension of sword intent, those who dare to challenge must be those who understand sword intent, and sword intent is extremely difficult to comprehend. How can it be possible to make up a hundred people?

"Sure enough..."

The old man slowly exhaled a suffocating breath, unable to hide the shock.

This is especially true for everyone present.

At this moment, they finally understood why Lingxian could use a rusted iron sword to break ninety-nine swords and win ninety-nine swords in a row.

The reason is the sword intent of the wind.

Wind not only represents speed, it also means sharpness. As long as the sword intent of the wind is activated, even a leaf can be extremely sharp!

"It turned out to be the sword intent of the wind, I won't be unjustly defeated..."

The first man in white who was defeated by Ling Xian smiled bitterly, his face a little more relieved, and a little more respectful.

"It is no wonder that ninety-nine swords can be broken with an iron sword. It turns out that you have realized the sword intent of the wind with both speed and sharpness!"

"It turned out to be a strong man who understood the meaning of the sword. He should go to Fengjian Tower. Isn't he here to bully people?"

"Yes, a strong man who understands the intent of the sword, who can stop here?"

Everyone sighed and sighed, thinking that they actually wanted to break Lingxian's sword, and they felt ridiculous.

That is a strong man who understands the intent of the sword. In the case of only a sword, except for the one who understands the intent of the sword, who can fight him?

"No one seems to want to challenge me anymore."

Ling Xian sighed, then smiled, and said in a good manner: "Think about it, I've fought ninety-nine games in a row, I must be very tired, right, it may not be possible to defeat me."

"If you defeat me, it will be a kind of glory, and it will be famous everywhere, don't you want to give it a try?"

Ling Xianxiao was pure and harmless, and tried his best to pretend to be very weak, to confuse everyone.

"A fool will believe you."

The man in white smiles bitterly, tired? weak?

Don't be kidding, Ling Xian defeated one person with a single sword, even if he fought ninety-nine games in a row, he wouldn't be tired at all.

Winning is so easy, who can drink some water and become weak?

"Don't you just want to get the tempered sword stone? We won't let you do it."

Everyone laughed and booed, without any malice~IndoMTL.com~ This made Ling Xian helpless, and then he glared at the old man, which was self-evident.

He is only one game short to get the Sword Tempering Stone. If the old man hadn't told him that he had the sword intent of the wind, how could no one challenge him?

"The son..."

The old man was dumbfounded and said: "Well, anyway, you also have the strength to win a hundred games in a row, I will treat you as if you have won a hundred games in a row."

After hearing this, Ling Xian smiled and said: "Yes, take it."

"Here."

The old man waved his sleeves, and a silver-white stone appeared. It seemed ordinary, but in fact it contained strange powers that could temper the sword's edge.

"The quality is good, it is top grade."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and put the quenched sword stone in his bag. After that, he would leave.

"Sir, please wait a minute." The old man said.