Chapter 95: Realm of Ten Thousand Swords
whoosh!
The flying sword broke through the air, as fast as a stream of light, and instantly pierced Tushan Xuan's forehead. The sword energy was like a thousand knives, cutting Tushan Xuan's body into pieces.
The art of flying sword is best at attacking, and the most powerful among the Eight Immortals is the Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin.
This sword made Li Daoxuan dizzy and yearning for it.
The Taoist priest in Wanshou Palace also knows the art of flying sword, but the speed is too slow and the power is not strong. Compared with Master's flying sword, the difference is simply worlds!
But Zhang Qianyang did not relax. Instead, his brows became more solemn. He knew that the eight-tailed fox demon would not die so easily.
As expected, Tushan Xuan, who was shattered by the sword energy, suddenly turned into countless butterflies and flew in the air.
"What a fierce swordsmanship, Zhang Qianyang. I want to see if your Taiyi Tiangang Sword Technique can break my magical illusions?"
Tushan Xuan's voice came from the void, so illusory that it was impossible to determine its direction.
Then Li Daoxuan felt a flash before his eyes and appeared on a mountain peak. The surrounding area was surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
The master was right beside him, standing with his hands behind his back, his Taoist robe fluttering and his eyes solemn.
clang!
Under his control, the Taiyi Leimu Sword pierced directly into the sea of clouds, smashing the clouds into pieces. However, there was nothing there, and no one was there.
"Master, what's going on?"
Zhang Qianyang frowned and said , "What a powerful illusion! My magical eyes can't even detect any flaws."
"Master, how do we break this powerful illusion?"
"How?"
Zhang Qianyang glanced at him and said proudly: "Poke it with your sword!"
After saying that, he recalled the Taiyi Leimu Sword, stretched out his sword finger, and lightly tapped the hilt. The next moment, a magical scene appeared. The Taiyi Leimu Sword suddenly turned into ten swords.
"The Taiyi Tiangang Sword Art is divided into five realms, namely the Sword Controlling Realm, the Ten Swords Realm, the Hundred Swords Realm, the Thousand Swords Realm, and the Ten Thousand Swords Realm, which can only be cultivated by the Yang God!"
He tapped the hilt lightly again, and the Taiyi Leimu Sword continued to split, ten into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand, and a thousand into ten thousand!
"Although my master's cultivation has declined, I have retained my sword realm. Looking at all the sword immortals in the world, how many of them can block my ten thousand swords?"
At this moment, Zhang Qianyang stood with his hands behind his back, thousands of swords hanging in the air behind him, pointing to the sky, like a long river of sword energy, rushing endlessly.
Li Daoxuan's eyes were dazzled and his heart was pounding. This is... too handsome!
Controlling thousands of swords and breaking through the sky, this is the real sword immortal. He always thought that his master was best at thunder magic, but he didn't expect it was actually swordsmanship!
No wonder the master was very strict with him when it came to sword training.
"disease!"
Ten thousand swords formed the Taiyi Tiangang Sword Formation, like the Big Dipper, or like a huge divine sword, piercing into the sky!
Boom!
The whole world trembled slightly, and seemed to be twisted, as if it was about to collapse.
Li Daoxuan showed a hint of joy in his eyes and said, "Master, it works!"
Zhang Qianyang smiled and nodded, took off the wine jug from his waist and took a big sip, his cheeks flushed, and said, "Disciple, do you want to learn?"
Li Daoxuan nodded repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice. He missed it so much!
How could he not want to learn such a cool sword technique?
Zhang Qianyang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I only used 30% of my strength in that sword strike just now, just to make it easier for you to learn. Otherwise, breaking through this illusion would be a piece of cake!"
When Li Daoxuan heard this, he felt much more relaxed. Master is worthy of being a master. He is so awesome!
But before he could be happy, a voice came into his ears. It was his master whispering something to him.
"Disciple, come on, help me!"
Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that his master's face seemed too rosy and his calves seemed to be trembling slightly.
He hurried forward, grasped his master's arm, and said, "Master, please teach me!"
Zhang Qianyang smiled and nodded. With the support of Li Daoxuan, he breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his body.
Fortunately, the apprentice was smart enough.
He sent a message to Li Daoxuan: "Master has forced the Ten Thousand Swords Realm to activate, and his old injury has relapsed. Let's put on a show and see if we can scare this fox demon."
Zhang Qianyang was also helpless. He fell from the Yang God realm and had old injuries. This was why he liked to sleep in a coffin all year round, just to absorb the Yin energy to calm the old injuries in his body.
It was already very difficult for him to unleash ten thousand swords using the Yin Shen realm, and his old injuries were also aggravated. At this moment, his body felt as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart. The fact that he could remain calm on the surface showed that he had great concentration.
Li Daoxuan felt disappointed. Master, you are too weak to be praised. Can’t you be handsome for more than three seconds?
Looking at his disciple's eyes, Zhang Qianyang coughed, his old face flushed, and he deliberately said in a loud voice: "Master originally wanted to kill this fox demon directly, but suddenly remembered your master's teachings. God has the virtue of loving life. The Qingqiu clan also made contributions when Dayu controlled the flood. We should give it a chance to survive."
Li Daoxuan quickly replied, "Yes, Master. If the monster is sensible and can remove the illusion and leave Hongzhou, it is not impossible to spare his life."
As soon as the words fell, a cold snort sounded between heaven and earth.
The earth trembled, and a human face emerged, looking exactly like Tushan Xuan.
"Zhang Qianyang, that attack just now already had the power of Yang God. I don't believe that you, a mere Yin God, can launch a few such attacks?"
Li Daoxuan's heart sank. Oh no, he was not scared!
Zhang Qianyang snorted coldly, bit his tongue, and sprayed blood on the flying Taiyi Leimu Sword.
Suddenly, the Taiyi Leimu Sword shone brightly, and split again, turning into thousands of swords, slashing towards the earth!
The dense rain of swords was like a long river falling from the sky, piercing the earth and cutting off the mountains and rivers, as if the end of the world was approaching.
But then magma flowed out from the cracked ground, swallowing up all the sword shadows. Winds howled all around, fanning the flames, and a raging fire suddenly ignited, turning the world into a sea of fire.
Li Daoxuan originally wanted to use the Three Realms Gourd to take away all the flames, but found that there was no response at all.
Only then did he remember that all of this was an illusion and not a real existence, so the Three Realms Gourd naturally could not absorb it.
But illusion does not mean that you can’t kill people.
If he cannot break the illusion, his real body will burn to death. This is because in his consciousness, he has already been burned to death by fire.
Scientists in later generations once conducted an experiment in which they put a person under deep hypnosis and told him that his arm was burned by fire. As a result, even though everything was normal for the person, there were actually burn marks .
If hypnosis is so bad, what about the magical illusion of the eight-tailed demon fox?
"Master, what should I do?"
Seeing the magma under his feet gradually rising and the flames around him ready to swallow him up at any time, Li Daoxuan was sweating profusely and asked hurriedly.
However, Zhang Qianyang's condition was not good either. He had just used the blood from the tip of his tongue to forcefully activate the Ten Thousand Swords Realm again, and his internal injuries became even more serious. The blood reached his throat and he swallowed it again.
But Zhang Qianyang is Zhang Qianyang after all. Faced with such a critical moment, he remained very calm and looked around carefully with a deep gaze.
"Pulling out the true sutras from Kan and filling in Li, the Azure Dragon swims in the middle of the furnace."
"I was wrong before. This demon fox uses the heaven and earth as a furnace, and the surrounding mountains as wind outlets. The wind helps the fire, just like Laojun's alchemy furnace. He wants to refine you and me, master and disciple, to death here!"
