When Cui Yigeng drew his sword, the entire sea of ​​bamboo seemed to be silent.

Everything that was sharp, restless, and painful was silent at this moment.

Everything cut by the sword is also subdued by the sword.

Cui Yigeng's eyes, both big and small, looked no different when he looked at Jiang Wang than when he looked at bamboo.

He seemed to be exploring something, and he seemed to be just immersed in his own world.

His hand holding the sword is very stable.

You feel that in ten or twenty years with this attitude, his sword and his hand will not deflect at all...

The process of drawing his sword is very specific.

It appears to be quite slow visually.

His five fingers fell down one by one.

His finger bones began to exert force, and slender meridians appeared on the back of his hand, with roots bulging.

The sword hilt made of logs seemed to have grown in his hand.

He pulled out his sword from the bamboo sheath, just like pulling out his bones from his body. And his blood, his persistence, and the countless days and nights soaked by his sweat have long been melted into the blade.

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At this moment, Jiang Wang even thought of the scene where Zhao Rucheng pulled out the Emperor's Sword on the river viewing platform.

What kind of sword is this!?

The process of unsheathing is like ending a person's life!

And the long sword he took out of its sheath was just announcing such a result.

In the past ten years, twenty years, since the time when he was young... frost in autumn, moon in spring, wind in summer and snow in winter, in all the experiences, Cui Yigeng has only practiced this sword.

There is no day off.

There is a long sword in his hand named "One Heart".

Read the books of sages and practice your sword.

At that time, the waves in the bamboo sea were gathering, and the heaven and earth were silent.

Millions of bamboo leaves point to the sword, and all the sword intent is concentrated on this sword.

So this sword came alone.

Cut open the air, cut open the space, even cut open the line of sight.

Everything you see, pass, and encounter will be cut open by it!

Jiang Wang found that it was impossible for him to resolve this sword!

In terms of swordsmanship alone, he is already at the peak of this realm. After replicating the skill of sword energy becoming silk, he is undoubtedly at the peak.

But it was impossible for him to take the sword with pure swordsmanship.

Ning Swordsman, a true disciple of a famous family, has mastered every swordsmanship that can be regarded as top-notch. She has practiced every swordsmanship to the very end of her current level.

But Ning Jianke couldn't block this sword either.

Because some swordsmanship can break through the limits in the hands of certain people.

Ning Jianke cultivated the sword of his predecessors.

What Cui Yigeng repaired was his own sword, and he had reached the ultimate level.

The so-called top level is one level above the top.

This is a scenery that is impossible to see in this place.

Only those who truly implement themselves and truly understand the ultimate intention can achieve this step.

That extremely pure sword came towards me,

In the visual experience, it seems that the whole world has plunged into darkness. That is because this sword has cut the sight into pieces.

Although I can't see anything in front of me, I can still feel the sword.

Its sharpness, its determination, its edge.

Can't be avoided, can't be blocked.

So come closer.

So the sword arrives.

There is the light of the five divine powers shining in the chest and abdomen.

There was a stream of fire rising around him.

There is a cloak of frost fluttering in the wind.

In his red-gold eyes, the light of the sword shines.

The body of heaven, the manifested sword immortal!

Jiang Wang's whole body was shrouded in an indescribable brilliance. His momentum, intention, technique, Tao, Qi...were integrated into the most extreme sword intention. Mixed with this body, it reached beyond the sky.

The so-called sword immortals use their swords to embody the magical power of all kinds of magic.

It is to integrate all the ultimate magical powers of oneself, and it will grow with the growth of one's own strength.

Today’s Jiang Wang.

Sitting alone in the Wuyangdu Mountains, Jiang Wang devoted himself to enlightenment.

Jiang Wang, who digested all the gains from the mountains and seas, the Duke's Mansion of Huai State, and the city of Buhui.

Using his technique to break the technique, he smashed Jiang Wang, the strongest defense of Yitang in the Renxin Pavilion.

Use the sword to act as oneself, and create this overwhelming sword with endless edge!

The pillar supporting the sky has been broken.

How is it now? How is it in this life?

The sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, destroying the world!

He could not defeat Cui Yigeng, the Sword of the Heart, at the level of swordsmanship.

But Cui Yigeng's most refined and pure sword also has the most appropriate way to respond by giving everything he has, exploding with all his strength, and facing Yixin with his utmost intention.

Use strength to defeat cleverness, use a sledgehammer to smash the tip of the sword!

The entire sea of ​​bamboos, and the green bamboos in front of Jiang Wang, all leaned back. The omnipresent and terrifying sword intent, like a strong wind, bent them at the waist. What was broken was Cui Yigeng's waist!

But their bamboo leaves still pointed at Jiang Wang.

Refers to Cui Yigeng's sword heart.

Yixinjian and Sauvignon Blanc finally meet!

Even the sword energy had already made a sound first, and the chirping sound was like the chirping of thousands of sparrows... it was the sword energy that was fighting Zhenglie.

No.

The two world-famous swords did not actually meet.

At that distance, which was perhaps less than a hair, Cui Yigeng suddenly stepped back.

With this step, he retreated into "emptiness" again.

He went from being a swordsman with a sharp edge that seemed to cut through everything, to retreating to the outside world, isolated in a place that did not exist.

And with a specific movement, in the visual sense of slowness, he still kept the sword in the bamboo sheath.

He had already seen the result of the collision of the two swords, so there was no need to continue.

He only has this sword, so the victory is decided.

Sometimes sheathing a sword shows more courage and ability than drawing it out.

Opposite him.

Jiang Wanggu used his sword with great intention to push up the peak of the sky and control such a terrifying sword intention.

In the end, he gently picked it up, and Sauvignon Blanc's sword tip trembled slightly, like the ripples of an autumn lake, picking up a sword flower woven with sword energy and sword intent.

The translucent sword flower reflects the sharp edge like frost and snow.

The petals fall one by one.

And all the brilliance about the sword's power also disappeared in a calm and gentle manner...

He sheathed his sword.

There are concrete details that are more similar to Cui Yi.

Two world-famous swords, each fell silent.

Those bent bamboos stand straight again, and those sharp bamboo leaves have of course softened their edges.
To be continued...