Chapter 650: Love and Concubine Sword Technique (×) Love and Concubine Sword Formation (√)
With an angry shout, the curtain of the sword duel was opened. Mo Cheng drew his sword as fast as a storm and as fierce as thunder. In an instant, the sky was filled with thunder, and it was impossible to tell which was the sword and which was the thunder.
"Can you replicate it just by looking at it?"
The swordsman could naturally see that Mo Cheng's attack was from when he had just entered the sword world. In order to avoid repeating the same mistake of being chopped to pieces by the opponent before he could condense his form, he made a move to interfere with the opponent's moves while condensing his form.
He transformed the sword into one that could destroy natural disasters, and made a mighty sound that could shake the heaven and earth for a hundred miles, and all things submitted to him.
"With this kind of talent and understanding, if you were born in a less chaotic place, you would be a master of swordsmanship by the time you are a teenager."
Faced with endless thunderstorms and countless sword shadows, the swordsman fought back with his sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into a pillar that reached the sky.
His body was like a chaotic hole, his long sword pointed to the sky, and the mighty thunder was absorbed and swallowed up by the empty chaotic hole. Every time the swords hit each other, they absorbed part of Mo Cheng's sword force.
Just like a dam storing water and rivers flowing into the sea, the violent and ferocious force is absorbed bit by bit. Finally, when it reaches the threshold, the dam releases water in an instant, and a tsunami is devastating.
The swords collided again, and Mo Cheng felt that the opponent's strength suddenly increased several times, and the long sword in his hand even felt like it was slipping out of his hand.
He used the force to fly backwards, and while retreating he released his strength onto the land of the sword realm, which aroused countless sword energies.
But the sword energy was dark and turbid, just like the evil in people's hearts. The swordsman only laughed softly, "The Sword Heart Hell is full of vicious sword intent. Just now, your sword turned into thunder, which has angered the sword intent here."
"Be careful, the sword is coming!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the swordsman's sword moves in an extremely strange way, synchronized with the sword heart hell, and his strength increased dozens of times in an instant.
The swordsman was quite dissatisfied with the last time when he was strangled by Mo Cheng's sword energy before his body was fully condensed. This time, not only did Mo Cheng enter the sword world again, but he also fell into the sword heart hell. This made the swordsman decisively want to settle the score for not being able to have a good fight last time.
The swordsman's one move turned into five, and his sword turned into five unique skills.
Attack the enemy--invincible.
Keep the place isolated and no one can enter.
Huanjue - looks like a ghost.
Jin Jue - body like diamond.
Heart broken - heart is like a raging fire.
Attack and defend the Phantom Golden Heart, the five supreme powers merge into one, the sky is shaken and the earth is split, the sun and the moon lose their light, this is called...
“Hahahaha, come and take my move of the Formless Heavenly Demon!”
The devil came to the world, and with the help of the power of the Sword Heart Hell, the power of the formless devil increased exponentially.
Blood-red light swept through the air and thousands of sword energies attacked. The gathering of sword energies was like a surging river, as if under an endless wash. Mo Cheng was like a lone boat floating in the waves.
The swordsman increased his strength, and the Dark River sword energy completely engulfed Mo Cheng. Even a person with skin of iron and bones would be turned into powder under the thousands of sword energies.
But before the swordsman could feel happy, a ray of light lit up in this sword hell.
This place is like an endless hell that devours all hope, but a ray of light is born from the darkest place.
Suddenly, infinite light burst out, and in the light a figure appeared like a Buddha descending, intending to make a great wish.
"The formless demon? Then today, I will help you become a Buddha!"
The figure in the light pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other, "I am the only one who rules the world!"
The light carried unparalleled tyranny and with an absolute self- centered thought, it blasted into the body of the formless demon, exploding its demonic body with great force.
What Mo Cheng meant by saving you from becoming a Buddha was to completely blast you apart with supreme power.
The swordsman was blasted back dozens of miles by the immense force. He finally managed to stabilize himself for a moment before his mouth vomited red blood, mixed with many pieces of internal organs. "I think you have some misunderstandings about the Buddha's teachings."
"You mean, you want me to use the Ground Touch Seal to blast you to pieces?"
Along with the words came a sword that chopped down straight at him. While the swordsman tried to block it, he was hit directly in the chest by Mo Cheng's empty left fist.
Legend has it that when Sakyamuni attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, the demon king Mara came to disturb him and tried to prevent him from becoming a Buddha.
Then Shakyamuni touched the ground with his right hand to prove that he had become a Buddha, which frightened the demon king Mara.
The chest was hit by Mo Cheng's fist, and only a few crisp cracking sounds were heard. The swordsman knew the seriousness of the injury without even looking.
At least six ribs were broken and inserted into internal organs.
"I take back what I said before. If the place where you were born has poor security and education, you will be a living killer who has committed enough murders to intimidate gods and Buddhas."
"Useless words will not prolong your life this time." Mo Cheng pointed the long sword at the swordsman, his eyelids half closed, "I can feel that you still have a killer move that you haven't used yet. Use it in this last moment of your life."
No, there will be no chance again.
Not only Mo Cheng knew this truth, but the swordsman himself also understood it.
Although he was only the manifestation of a certain conceptual aggregate, the swordsman still had the desire not to lose.
However, he did not make a move as Mo Cheng said, but smiled and said, "Don't be so anxious. The flow of time in the sword world is very slow. There is no need to rush, right?"
"Are you planning to use that useless language to delay your own defeat?" Mo Cheng's eyes began to scan the swordsmen, thinking about where to start. "After all, it was created by the sword thoughts of many swordsmen, so please don't embarrass them."
"I'm sorry, the theme of the sword world this time is Sword Heart Hell, which emphasizes the devil's way of doing anything to achieve his goal."
It was obvious that they were stalling for time, but the swordsman did not see Mo Cheng take action. "Come to think of it, are you rushing out like this to crush that Elrod as soon as possible? Are you worried about the safety of Margaret who is heading north? Or are you concerned about Mishas who is under pressure in Andair?"
"Are you all so happy to discuss this aspect only?" Mo Cheng sighed helplessly. He made up his mind that if the sword world opened again , he would directly disperse the swordsman and not give him the chance to condense his body.
"Of course, many sword minds here are discussing the structure of your brain. After all, we have been around for so long, and this is the first time I have seen such a scumbag who is so natural and straight. It is really an eye-opener. Do you want me to give you a sword manual?"
"Is it the silver sword or the lower sword?"
"No, the sword of love and affection is suitable for two people to practice. But I think with your honest character, this will be a sword formation."
"roll!"
Without any hesitation, Mo Cheng slashed out with his sword, the sword opened the road of life and death, sent a letter to the King of Hell, and cut off heads without mercy.
But at this moment, the swordsman chuckled, "Sure enough, you fell into the trap."
The swordsman swung the long sword left and right, causing the long sword stuck upside down on the ground to fly into the air, and the swords formed a formation, which was exactly -
The Twelve Xuanyin Swords: The Sword Scorpion.
"Hmph, boring!"
With a cold snort, the long sword in Mo Cheng's hand burst out with murderous aura, and the murderous intent was like a rolling Yangtze River that broke through the sword formation. At the same time, the long sword pulled and clenched, lightly and neatly cutting off the swordsman's head.
"Tsk, you don't have enough strength, so you can only use the seventh sword." The head fell to the ground, but the swordsman was still able to speak, "Next time, when your power is complete, let's have a good sword fight again."
The only answer he got was a powerful volley, "There won't be a next time."
The head flew backwards into the distance, and the only thing that could be heard was the swordsman's muttering, "Stingy guy."
With the disappearance of the swordsman, the sword world was shattered.
When Mo Cheng regained consciousness, not much time had passed, as if only a moment, or like some kind of illusion.
Only the description on the skill panel told him that it was not an illusion.
Sword Dance LV 4: Sword Saint!
