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Chapter 112 Sword Intent and Divine Friendship

Each person and one eagle reached the front of the waterfall.

Sure enough, the amount of water was much larger than usual.

The mountains on both sides were like a roaring dragon rushing down. It was deafening, roaring like thunder, and extremely fast. The water was mixed with branches and stones, and it was hit in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

"Hahaha! What a rainstorm, a mountain torrent, and a waterfall. I am about to use this power to break through."

The sword comes!

Wu Yun reached out and made a move from the air, pulling his true energy.

The spare wooden sword piled up in the distance immediately flew towards him, holding it firmly in his hand, and then leaped into the waterfall.

He did not exert much internal energy at the beginning, and stood up purely by the power of his body...

However, the waterfall roared and flew down, with a magnificent force that was unimaginable. Even Wu Yun felt that he was about to suffocate and could not stand steadily.

"I have the body of the Flame Sun, and my body is naturally stronger than ordinary masters. In addition, I practice the powerful and domineering peerless skills such as the Eighteen Palm of the Dragon Subduing and the Nine Yang Divine Art, so I am even more tough and powerful. Otherwise, I would have been washed out by the waterfall after the attempt just now."

However, the continuous attempts over the past month have made Wu Yun very familiar with the huge impact of the waterfall. After a few shaking, he immersed himself in the whole body and slowly closed his eyes. His body trembled slightly, and he felt a sense of unity with the waterfall flow!

At this moment, it seemed as if he had become part of the waterfall.

He is not fighting the waterfall, but adapting to the waterfall!

Wu Yun's body's muscles and bones trembled at high frequency and slightly amplitude, completely following the trajectory and direction of power of the waterfall... Even if he did not have the true energy at all, he could stand steadily on the smooth rock below the waterfall, which was as smooth as a mirror.

Rumble, rumble!

The waterfall under the blessing of the mountain torrent was like thunder. Wu Yun held the wooden sword in his hand and remained motionless. It seemed like a stone statue.

In the distance, the eagle stared at him without turning his eyes.

In my mind... the figure of the man who looked like a god and a demon many years ago appeared inexplicably - he was both his master and a friend.

At this moment, the aura Wu Yun emitted was very similar to Dugu Qiubai, which made the eagle fall into memories.

Swish!

Wu Yun suddenly opened his eyes and began to dance swords under the waterfall.

Neither he nor the sword in his hand had any real energy, but he was as stable as a rock under the mountain torrent waterfall.

Then, his mind moved.

Suddenly lifting the true energy to move, the powerful force was stimulated from the Dantian and flowing through the meridian points of the body. It penetrated the body and poured into the wooden sword in his hand... and slashed up against the waterfall.

Wu Yun had no reservations about this sword and used 10% of his skills. At the same time, it also contained the insights of practicing swords day and night over the past month.

Zheng!!!

The wooden sword actually made a metal trembling sound at this moment, just like a real iron sword unsheathed.

Wu Yun's terrifying true energy was released through the sword body and immediately turned into a surging sword energy.

Rising up into the sky!

Swish... rumble!

The eagle in the distance only felt a dazzling huge sword light rising up like a rainbow. The waterfall wrapped in mountain torrents was actually divided into two from the middle by Wu Yun's sword.

It was like a hanging white cloth curtain, extending upward from the bottom of the center and was torn apart by five feet high, forming a hollow in the middle, and the rolling flood water flowed toward both sides.

This also means that Wu Yun is now holding a wooden sword and attacking with all his strength, which can cut the mountain torrent waterfall five feet against the current! It is really incredible.

The moment the waterfall was separated by the sword energy, Wu Yun saw a big and deep sword mark on the mountain wall behind the waterfall!

This sword mark is more than three feet long and half a foot wide, so dark that it is hard to see clearly and deeply.

More importantly, this sword mark is not an ordinary blow, and it contains a faint sword intent.

When you take a look, you can feel the meaning left by the sword-drawer.

Wu Yun's heart suddenly realized.

"This is... the sword marks left by Dugu Qiubai's full strength in his sword!"

That's right!

Dugu Qiubai, like Wu Yun, liked to practice swords in this thunderous waterfall. Especially when heavy rains and mountain torrents cause the waterfall to increase, I like this.

And that sword mark contained Dugu Qiubai's entire lifelong understanding of swordsmanship - it was the essence of his sword intent!

It is not a specific sword move, it is just a mysterious and mysterious [intention] and [momentum].

Only those with extremely high talent in swordsmanship or whose martial arts skills are similar to Dugu Qiubai can understand something from this sword mark.

At this moment, the time and space around seemed to stop.

Wu Yun's thoughts seemed to have traveled through time and space, and came many years ago... He seemed to be here in person and saw a tall and arrogant figure standing proudly under the waterfall.

Dugu Qiubai!

Just like at this time, he held a wooden sword in his hand and remained motionless in the roaring waterfall.

Then, slash a sword upwards!

Wu Yun saw a dazzling sword light in front of him, covering all directions. In the end, they all condensed into the huge sword energy that soared into the sky and slashed the waterfall against the current.

Swish...boom!

The waterfall was divided into two from the middle, and the sword energy cut open the surging water. A hole of five feet and five feet appeared in the middle, and the water flow was blocked and flowed down from both sides.

Wu Yun's eyes were stern: "Five feet and five feet! At least in the swordsmanship, I am still one point shorter than Dugu Qiubai."

Immediately afterwards, Dugu Qiubai took advantage of the fact that the waterfall split by the sword energy had not yet been completely covered, and slashed a sword in front of him again.

This sword cut out the three-meter-long and half-foot-wide sword mark from bottom to top on the stone wall behind the waterfall.

Then, the waterfall completely closed from both sides to the middle and rushed down again, covering Dugu Qiubai's figure in the water.

At the last moment, Dugu Qiubai seemed to look back slightly.

Four eyes are opposite.

Wu Yun saw a pair of indifferent and sharp eyes.

Finally, it was covered by the waterfall...

At that moment, Wu Yun had an illusion. He and the invincible "sword demon" seemed to be separated by a distant time and space, and truly looked at each other.

Of course, this is really just an illusion.

But perhaps it is the two peerless masters who are at the same place, and some strange sensing of different time and space are unknown... This may be the legendary divine friendship!

Wu Yun was stunned.

Back to reality.

He was still standing under the waterfall in the heavy rain. The waterfall that the sword had just split open has not yet closed. What happened in his mind and thinking did not take time in reality.

"Since that's the case..."

Wu Yun smiled slightly.

"I will leave a sword mark here too! Many years later, I wonder if the nephew Yang Guo, who is known as the God Condor Hero in the future, can be discovered?"

Yang Guo is Guo Jing's nephew, so he can be considered Wu Yun's nephew... If there is a chance that the two of them will meet, Yang Guo will call him uncle!

In this way, it is quite interesting to leave intersections in the sword tomb.
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