Previously, during the Nine Tribulations of the Earthly World, when he understood the sword that should be tribulation, he discovered that although the sword was powerful, it was almost impossible to control it with the power of one person.

As a result, Feng Wuchen thought of a clever way to use the incarnation of the Tao to control this sword intention. In this way, he could multi-task and perfectly share the multiple pressures brought by the Nine Tribulations sword intention.

Who would have thought that this kind of method would turn into bullshit sword intent when spoken to by the masked man...

"The meaning of the Immortal Burial Sword Record is extraordinary! If you want to integrate this meaning, you can only achieve it by accumulating it over time, sacrificing your life and forgetting to die under the sword! You can be opportunistic, or you can understand it temporarily, but in the end We are going in the opposite direction, and we can only get further and further away from the true way of swordsmanship! Haven’t you noticed that your comprehension of the Immortal Burial Divine Sword Record has been getting slower and slower in recent times?”

When asked, Feng Wuchen's eyes trembled and he nodded subconsciously.

Yes... in the years when he first obtained the Immortal Burial Divine Sword Record, he would have new insights every once in a while, whether it was a move or a spirit. Even when he was overcoming the tribulation, he also understood the meaning of the Nine Tribulations Sword. Such a calamity-worthy sword.

But since he understood the Nine Tribulations Sword Intent, his speed has slowed down significantly.

In the past thirty years, he has made breakthroughs every time. Although he still has occasional insights, he is far behind compared to before.

Previously, he thought that he had reached a bottleneck because he had not been able to kill three corpses after his swordsmanship reached the third level. Now it seems that he may have really taken the wrong path...

Feng Wuchen nodded and looked at the fallen flowers on the ground, as if he had some realization. Immediately, with a thought, the pink petals on the ground gathered together again, and turned into a three-foot long sword in the young man's palm.

He was silent for a long time, the masked man's words constantly swirling in his mind.

If you want to integrate this meaning, you can only achieve it by accumulating time and effort, risking your life and forgetting to die under the sword!

Opportunistic tricks may be understood for a while, but in the end they are going in the opposite direction, and they can only get further and further away from the true way of swordsmanship...

"I see... I see... The so-called heavenly calamity actually represents the ultimate power at each stage! And the so-called sword that should be calamity is the sword that helps me break the limit... It is precisely because of what this sword represents. , is the limit of my swordsmanship, that’s why I feel so dizzying! And it is precisely because it can help me break the limit that I can become stronger when I encounter strength, but I am smart enough to resolve it with the incarnation of Tao. This essence of sword intent... is really the opposite, bullshit sword intent!"

"But...who are you? Why do you know so much about the Immortal Burial Sword Record?"

"Haha! You are not qualified to ask this question now..."

After saying this, the masked man's voice suddenly stopped, and no more words were heard.

Feng Wuchen, on the other hand, was surging with sword intent and had long been reborn.

The sword marks that were bleeding all over his body began to slowly heal under the influence of the dragon's blood. He gently raised his palm and took the long sword.

"Come again!"

"..."

At that moment, everyone in the main hall also changed their colors instantly.

"He...he still doesn't admit defeat?"

"After being struck by the Patriarch's sword, he can still stand up. This kid is really a bit evil!"

"He doesn't really think he can defeat the Patriarch, right? If this continues, he will die!"

Chu Hongxiu frowned slightly. Although he didn't say a word, he was always ready to save people.

Such a genius cannot die in a place like this!

"..."

On the ninth floor, seeing Feng Wuchen standing up again, Aunt Gongsun also had a hint of approval in her eyes.

"The sword's heart is firm!"

Although Aunt Gongsun admired the young man in front of her in every possible way, she showed no mercy at all.

Just because they are both sword cultivators, she has naturally seen that Feng Wuchen is at a critical moment of rebirth. He needs a hearty battle. If she holds back, she will harm him.

"Buzz!"

In the ninth floor, there was clearly no sword, but there was a sword cry.

With the sound of the sword, only an afterimage was left where Lady Gongsun was standing. Her true body was in front of Feng Wuchen in an instant. The tip of the sword was less than three feet away from the latter's throat.

"Soul-killing!"

Feng Wuchen's eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand to strike with a sword. Although this sword was not as tricky as before, the movement was much firmer than before!

"puff!"

The two swords collided, and the two completely different sword intents competed crazily.

At a certain moment, the two of them drew their swords and retreated in tacit agreement.

"The sword god has no self!"

Aunt Gongsun performed another sword dance, elegant yet dangerous.

In Feng Wuchen's eyes, the black and white light suddenly flourished, and at the same time, the Nine Tribulations Sword Intent was activated.

"Seize the soul!"

"Soul-killing!"

"Slut!"

"Zhu Xie!"

Four swords come out at once!

At that moment, even Mrs. Gongsun felt dazzled.

"Heaven and earth are low!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Aunt Gongsun quickly raised her head to block Feng Wuchen's four sword techniques.

However, as soon as those four sword energies were neutralized, Feng Wuchen's sword moves struck again.

"A sword of death and life!"

At this moment, the sword energy surrounding Aunt Gongsun's body was also completely consumed by the four sword techniques.

The sword of life and death that followed seemed particularly dangerous.

Even Mrs. Gongsun was amazed by it.

"Well done!"

"Yi shoots for nine days!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his sword thrust out, facing the sword of death and life.

Immediately afterwards, his body turned into an afterimage and retreated suddenly.

“Water Pavilion Jacaranda!”

Aunt Gongsun's steps were extremely clever. With one step, she was directly out of the range of the sword of life and death.

Immediately afterwards, she turned from defense into offense.

"Ask the heart!"

"Shisui!"

"Shenyi!"

Three swords were fired in succession, directly reversing the offensive, making Feng Wuchen passive.

Seeing the three swords coming, Feng Wuchen immediately withdrew his long sword, barely able to block it, and with the huge force of the shock, his body instantly flew backwards!

After this sword blow, Aunt Gongsun did not press forward step by step. Instead, she raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled meaningfully: "If you were just now, you would have been able to predict my change of moves and react in advance! Now you are

, is the real you, right? Haha... Compared to that person, your swordsmanship is certainly less.

A bit more sophisticated, but more energetic and changing! Come again!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them fought together again.

"Seize the soul!"

"Zhu Xie!"

"Killing God!"

"Destroy the Immortal..."

"..."

"The complex sounds are urgent!"

"The sword god has no self!"

"Sword Master Heaven and Earth!"

"..."

In front of everyone in the main hall, Feng Wuchen and Gongsun Auntie had already displayed more than a hundred tricks.

I saw that the young man's sword had changed drastically. Compared with the sword before, it not only lacked the composure and sophistication, but also had frequent flaws!

But the strange thing is that every flaw in it will be reversed by this young man at the last moment with extremely extreme means!

"When encountering strength, become stronger and break through the limits. It turns out... this is the true essence of the Nine Tribulations Sword Intent!"

At this moment, Feng Wuchen had completely entered the state of forgetfulness. In his heart, he had reached the point where having a sword seemed like no sword, and even if there was no move, there was a move to win!

He seemed to have forgotten friend and foe, victory or defeat, and even life and death.

Every sword he uses is his "limit"!
To be continued...