Chapter 630: One sword cut the supreme

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"The sword is broken forever!"
"One sword chaos!"
"No trace of destruction!"
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Above the sky, the sword master's voice sounded, and the magical power of swordsmanship ran through the heavens and the earth like a rainbow. Every style made the law annihilate, and the power of heaven had to give way to it, and the starry sky was volatile.
However, although these kendo magical powers are powerful, they cannot be used in front of Jiang Liu. Every time they erupt, Jiang Liu will hold the long sword in his hand and appear as if he is chopping wood, cutting out the meaning of destruction!
The sword master's face was distorted, and he roared in disbelief, "This is impossible! How could this be?"
"Although you have a ninth life, you just borrowed the power of your previous life, not to mention... this power was not perfect!" Jiang Liu's face was solemn and his tone was deep.
He got the guidance of an expert, and even became a professional woodcutter. He chopped wood every day, enlightened him, and gained the magical power of the willow tree, enough to suppress the magical power of the sword master!
"and…"
Jiang Liu's gaze fell on the Slaughter Sword in the hands of the sword master, "I am the master of this sword now!"
After the words, he raised his hand sharply at the Slaughter Sword.
"Keng!"
The Slaughter Sword trembled, broke free from the lost sword master, and came directly into the hands of Jiang Liu.
"Sun Yao Qiankun!"
"Baolian Shenhuo, burn all the world!"
It was also at this moment that Daoist Junjun and the others saw the right time and directly used their magical powers, and their endless power pulled the law to annihilate the space around the sword master, and there was a world of destruction there!
In Nuwa's hands, the Baolian Lantern rose in the sky, bursting into colorful flames, turning into endless burning power, burning the sky and letting the space evaporate!
The terrifying heat rises, and I want to refine the sword master!
"Hahaha, hahaha"
The sword master came back to his senses, looking a little crazy, with long hair hanging down, his face twisted, and a wild laugh.
He raised his long sword, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.
This step, stepping in the void, but also as if stepping on the avenue, waves of waves rippling away, turning into terrifying pressure, raging in all directions.
The soaring sword aura caused the world to tremble, and it also caused everyone's supernatural powers to stagnate, being blocked by the sword intent!
"How unfair is destiny!"
"Well, the ninth world body, this time is my own magical powers."
The sword master's voice contained boundless desolation, like a hero at the end, releasing his last brilliance.
He sipped, "The sword is forever!"
Hum!
Time and space began to boil like boiling water, and the invincible sword intent broke out and turned into a blue dragon around it, raging away, shattering all the magical powers!
This is an invincible blow, this sword... extinct all kinds of magic, above the law, close to the road!
It's just that after destroying everyone's supernatural powers, it disperses on its own, like a breeze passing by.
There was a trace of palpitations and trances in everyone's eyes. They looked at the sword master with complex colors in their eyes.
At this moment, even Xiao Chengfeng's expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand was held in awe.
Jiang Liu was also silent. He looked at the sword master and treated him with the attitude of a swordsman.
The sword master's attack was in response to Jiang Liu's words just now.
He has his own swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is very strong, his brilliance is enough to suppress opponents of the same level!
However, he suffered from the reincarnation of the Supreme, unable to bloom his glory, and once it bloomed, it was when he was suppressed by the Supreme!
If not, he would not take the sword of killing, trying to use the power of another supreme to suppress the supreme in his body!
Jiang Liu sighed, feeling sad for the sword master.
As a swordsman, he can naturally feel the bleakness of the sword master, and his experience is definitely a torture for the swordsman that is not as good as death!
"I'm back, after the ninth lifetime, I will be born again!"
But at this moment, a strange force in the sword master's body began to rise, and a hoarse voice came out, looking a little old.
His breath has also undergone a great change, he is no longer aggressive, and becomes ethereal and introverted.
But undoubtedly, it is even more terrifying.
The great elder trembled, his pupils shrank into needles, his lips trembled, and he said in awe: "Old...Old Sword Master!"
The other people in the sword cliff are also nervously worshipping, "Meet the old sword master!"
Zhang Jianya was created by the first sword master, and no one has seen the old sword master.
However, there is a legend about the reincarnation of the sword master who holds the sword cliff as the supreme.
Everyone was terrified.
After all, this is supreme!
Absolutely invincible in this world, and still the supreme before eternal!
An invisible pressure spread, pressing on everyone's heart, making everyone in the audience afraid to move, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.
This is the supreme power, from another level of crushing power!
Although there is no release, it already makes people feel unable to contend.
boom!
He gently raised his hand and pressed it down.
A terrifying force suddenly burst, suppressing Nuwa and others, shooting them down from the air, spewing blood, and no resistance!
Daoist Junjun's eyes showed a frightened look.
The aura of this sword master is stronger than the previous world alliance leader and spirit master. After all, the world alliance leader cannot be regarded as the supreme master, and the spirit master is just a ray of remnant soul.
This sword master is reincarnated, has the power of the ninth generation, and is naturally stronger!
Others showed a look of despair and a breath of silence on their bodies.
The sword master looked at Jiang Liu and said: "I really have to thank you, your swordsmanship is very good, you are qualified to be my swordsman!"
He was aloof, as if giving alms, announcing orders.
Jiang Liu shook his head, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, "Swordsman who is greedy for life and fear of death, want me to be your swordsman, are you worthy?!"
"Do you want to die?"
The sword master looked at Jiang Liu with simple and unpretentious eyes, as if disdain to breathe with the ants, and said calmly: "Huh? You borrowed the power of the spirit sacrifice, and sooner or later I will suppress the spirit sacrifice!"
As he spoke, Jiang Liu's body had risen into the air uncontrollably, imprisoned by invisible power, suspended in front of the sword master, and watched jokingly by the sword master.
He opened his mouth and said: "Do you know how much I contributed to Chaos? I fought with the ancients, resisted the catastrophe, saved countless creatures, and now sacrificed some people to revive me. Naturally, it should be!"
"Furthermore, resurrecting me alone can be worth countless people! I am also doing this for the entire chaotic creature!"
Jiang Liu looked directly at the Sword Master and said in a concentrated voice: "Past achievements cannot be used as an interface for you to do whatever you want now! From the moment you are resurrected, you have left an indelible stain on your previous glory!"
"What's more, the ninth sword master who holds the sword cliff, who is not a stunning and beautiful generation, they have their own swordsmanship, have their own pursuits, and have a supreme posture. They only want to perfect you, and they will not be consummated in their lives. , Unwilling to fall, this is very worthless in my opinion!"
"In that case, then I will erase you."
The breath of the sword master was still calm, telling a trivial thing, but Jiang Liu snorted suddenly, his face pale, and his body trembled slightly.
He felt that his body was being squeezed, and thousands of sword auras seemed to cut him apart, and life and death could not be between the sword master's thoughts.
Jiang Liu closed his eyes, firmly holding the sword in his hand and clenching his teeth. He didn't beg for mercy, but the sword intent was gushing all over his body. Even if he knew he was small, he would show his sword light!
"Expensive...Forcing people to come is not free, Long Xiang and Feng Yu are hard to come by.
There are three thousand guests full of flowers in the house, and fourteen states with a sword of frost..."
In his mind, this poem flashed intermittently, his whole body was transparent, exuding fierce sword aura, and the cold glow of the sword burst out of extreme light.
The sword master was amazed, and commented: "Yes, your kendo talent is indeed very strong, and you can comprehend the artistic conception of this kind of sword. Unfortunately, it is too immature, and it is not enough to see in front of me."
However, in the next moment, he suddenly felt a sense of extreme danger.
Then, I saw a copybook slowly flying out in Jiang Liu's arms.
It seems to have been inspired, and it also emits a white light, appearing on its own!
"what is this?"
The pupils of the sword master shrank, feeling a shocking pressure, and an inexplicable chill rose in his heart.
However, he is a master of art and bold, and he doesn't think he will be suppressed by this inexplicable force.
The shining copybook exudes a mighty aura, shaking away all the pressure of the sword master, it floats in the sky like the same round of tomorrow, becoming the most beautiful boy in the audience.
Then... began to open slowly!
Just tore open a hole, the whole world was plunged into white light.
This is the cold light of the sword!
In this cold light, everyone lost their sight. In the world of white light, all they can see is the copybook that is still slowly opening.
They were immersed in this sword intent, as if drunk, there was nothing in their minds except for a long sword that was slowly consolidating!
A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states!
"What kind of kendo is this? How could it be so strong?!"
"No, it's impossible! I am the Supreme, how can such a terrible power exist in the world! Why?!"
The panicked voice of the sword master came, with terrible panic, his indifferent, his aloof, disappeared at this moment, he realized his insignificance, this is his unattainable power!
When everyone saw it, the copybook was finally opened, and the long sword in the void was also condensed for substance. This sword is a sword of heaven and earth, the center of the world!
This is the ultimate in kendo!
The long sword fell to the sword master, silently and without great momentum, as if it was cutting a blade of grass or a flower!
"Oh no!"
The sword master let out a desperate roar, his body melted and disappeared like ice and snow meeting the warm sun!
The cold light disappeared.
The whole world was calm again, and it was just a moment, everything was like a dream.
It's just that the sword master and the copybook have dissipated between heaven and earth.
Everyone looked at the void, their eyes awed, and they couldn't recover for a long time.
"Am I alive?"
"Then, that copybook..."
"Too powerful, too terrifying! What kind of character is the person who left that copybook?"
"The old sword master who holds the sword cliff, the dignified avenue supreme, just died like this?"
Forget it if you die, it's too dreamy to be killed by a copybook.
The people holding Jianya were also dumbfounded.
The old sword master has just been resurrected, hasn't had time to install a complete force, and then it's gone?
He has been brewing for nine lives, and finally resurrected, but he couldn't even pretend to be forced. This kind of resurrection is really...too miserable...
Jiang Liu was also stunned, and said in a low voice: "The copybook the master gave me saved my life."
The people in Tiangong were also full of exclamation, and they came to meet Jiang Liu.
They were a little surprised, but they felt normal.
Taoist Junjun thoughtfully said: "Sure enough, the expert has already approved everything about Zhang Jianya, so this is the only way to give you the copybook as a bodyguard."
Yang Jian said: "I just didn't expect that the master's copybook would be enough to kill Dao Zhizun. This is...too powerful."
"It's just a pity that the expert's copybook." Jiang Liu's face was full of pain, "I have always regarded it as an expert's guidance and inheritance to me."
Xiao Chengfeng opened the mouth and said: "Friend Jiang Dao, didn't you take a closer look at the strong sword? Keep that sword in your heart, and you can also achieve the ultimate sword!"
Jiang Liu sighed and said, "I know that, but I still feel sorry for the copybook that the expert sent me."
"Where to go?!"
"Quickly stop them, don't let the group of people holding Jianya run away!"
There was a sudden commotion on the court.
The people in Zhang Jianya had been scared long ago, and their faces were pale, and the only thought in their hearts was to run away.
It's just how the people of the various forces will let them do what they want, and they have taken action to capture them.
Immediately afterwards, the leaders of the major forces all approached with a friendly smile and respectfully saluted the Taoist Junjun and others.
A respectable old man handed his hand and said: "Dear fellow Taoists, this time I really thank you, otherwise, we are afraid that we are in a disaster. You are our benefactors. Please wait for me!"
"Yes, you are really the people who have fallen from the sky. You have stopped this catastrophe, and you have countless merits!"
"In the future, if anything happens, my life is only to be ordered."
No one dared to be big, even the princess and saint, who was cold and arrogant, put down his body and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with others.
This time, not only experienced life and death, but also experienced several miracles.
The garlic that can detoxify has the effect of rebounding poison gas.
That insecticidal spray, and the extremely precious strange magic weapons on them.
The most important thing is that the last copybook, the unimaginable power that broke out, is deeply imprinted in their hearts, and the imagination alone makes people worship them.
Everything is beyond imagination, and it is not something ordinary people can have.
Fools can see that this group of people comes from an extraordinary background, I am afraid that there is a supreme behind, and the strength is extremely strong!
"Predecessors, I don't know if the predecessor who wrote the copybook is famous, we have no other meaning, just thinking of thank you."
"Yes, the juniors are not talented, and they are willing to do whatever they can if they are sent."
"Such a supreme person should be spread."
Everyone scrambled to speak, and the graciousness was beyond words.
"Shut up, can you know the name of an expert?" Daoist Junjun's face condensed, and he solemnly scolded immediately.
Nima, I don’t even know the name of an expert...
"Also, the matter of the superior is not something we can discuss casually. The superior likes to be low-key. Don't spread it arbitrarily, otherwise, no one can save you, don't you know?!"
"I'm sorry, but we were abrupt, and the predecessors taught it so."
"Shallow, we are shallow."
"The kid is not sensible, please don't blame the master."
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