Chapter 1000: A hundred years of grinding a sword!

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Before, Gen Musashi was sitting on the boulder, almost dead, his aura was decadent, as if half his feet had stepped into the coffin, and there was no power to speak of.
But now, Gen Musashi's half-open and half-closed cloudy eyes suddenly widened.
"boom!"
In his withered body, an aura that resembled an abyss, like a prison, suddenly burst out, as if there was an ancient fierce beast that had been imprisoned for a thousand years, breaking free from the shackles and out of the trap.
This terrifying breath spread in all directions, and immediately enveloped the entire cave.
There were many strong men in the field, their hairs erected and shuddering, feeling the biting cold covering the whole body, and their bodies trembled involuntarily.
At this moment, they even had an illusion that the source Musashi in front of them was no longer a dying old man, but transformed into a sword god, crowning the world, and the murderous aura revealed invisibly was creepy and frightening.
What is even more shocking is that the Scarfaced Swordsman who drew his sword and slashed at Gen Musashi at this moment seemed to be petrified, still maintaining the slashing posture, but hovering in mid-air, violating gravity.
Looking into the distance, it was like a still picture, very strange.
"Stab!"
At this moment, Gen Musashi's eyes burst out with a light that was even brighter than the stars, and turned into a divine sword overwhelmed by thorns, tearing the sky and splitting the Yin and Yang.
No one could imagine that the expression in human eyes could even condense into a sword.
The sword light is like a horse, training like a rainbow, blasting out, which contains the overbearing sharp, will to kill the silence.
No words can describe the sharpness and splendor of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. It seems that it has surpassed the sword and has been sublimated. It is the anger of the king and the punishment of exterminating the world!
Anyone who sees this sword can't produce any resistance at all, and can only bow their heads and proclaim themselves, offering all their respect and worship.
Even the fairy Buddha would tremble under this sword.
"She!"
Between the lightning and the fire, the sword light pierced the throat of the Scarfaced Swordsman.
The red blood flowers are splashing in the air, like blossoming fireworks, and they are blooming in an instant, revealing an indescribable beauty.
This is obviously a sword technique for murder, but in the hands of Gen Musashi, it has risen to art and reached a perfect state.
"Is this... the true strength of the Juggernaut? I...wrong..."
At the end of his life, the Scarfaced Swordsman had to admit that it was his supreme honor to die under such sword moves.
"thump!"
In the next moment, his body fell to the ground, and he died completely [Guchengdushu.com].
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Quiet!
Deathly silence!
For a while, in the huge cave, there was no sound, and the needle dropped.
Numerous strong men were dumbfounded, and stood still, like wooden men, motionless.
They seemed to be immersed in the peerless sword just now, and they couldn't recover for a long time.
Suddenly, Gen Musashi stood up from the boulder.
A few rays of sunlight shone from the gap in the cave, illuminating his face half-bright and half-dark, with criss-cross wrinkles, like a mottled sword mark. The ribbed cheekbones are high and raised, and the white eyebrows are inserted diagonally upwards. Temples.
Between the gestures, it reveals the meaning of being cold from the heights.
At this moment, many strong people in the field are away from him, but a few meters away, but they seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and thousands of waters, and they can't get close no matter how they chase them.
Gen Musashi stood there, high above, like a standing in the nine heavens, looking down on all living beings.
Until this moment, many strong players in the field realized that
In today's world, there are many prominent swordsmen, but the only swordsman is Musashi!
No one can resist the incredible swordsmanship just now.
Gen Musashi didn't even do anything, just with his eyes, a strong man fell.
As long as he is willing, with a move of his mind, all the strong present will probably be buried here.
This is the real Juggernaut. A hundred years ago, in the age of swords, lights and swords, he was invincible.
Suddenly, Kurosaki took the lead to recover from the shock, fell to his knees with excitement, and shouted: "Congratulations, Master Sword Master, great achievements, look at the world, no more invincible!"
Gen Musashi swept across the crowd with condescending eyes, and said with a thunderous voice:
"It is true that the old man has never held a sword for a hundred years, but he has been sharpening the sword in his heart for a hundred years! After swordsmanship reaches the highest level, he will know the truth of'no sword wins a sword' and'no move wins a move'! Because nothing It has no weaknesses, it is invulnerable, it is not lingering on things, plants, trees, bamboo and rocks can be swords, and the sword intent alone can take the first level of the enemy generals from the army!"
"Now, the old man himself has turned into a sword, man and sword are one, man is a sword, and sword is a man!"
"boom!"
Speaking of the end, a bright sword light burst out from the top of Gen Musashi's head, blasted through the karst cave, and went straight to the sky, forming the shape of a towering giant sword.
This scene is similar to the three-flower gathering of the Dazhen Dazheng Huaxia Daomen.
Feeling the domineering and supreme sword intent, all the strong in the scene shivered, squatting down like shrimps, and trembling in the depths of their souls.
Not only that, within a radius of tens of miles, all the birds and beasts were crawling on the ground, as if they were seeing the supreme god.
At this time, Yuan Musashi slowly said: "That Chinese warrior is called Ye Beichen, isn't it? This time, let the old man meet him!"
Hearing this, many warriors showed ecstasy on their faces, cheering and cheering:
"Long live Master Juggernaut!"
"Master Juggernaut is invincible!"
"Our Japanese martial arts world is finally saved!"
"As long as Master Sword Sage goes out, where will the Huaxia kid be arrogant?"
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Waguni, Nagoya, Atsuta Shrine.
Atsuta Shrine, as one of the oldest and highest-status shrines in the country, enshrines the grass pheasant sword used by the emperor of the country, which is one of the three great artifacts, the "Sky Congyun Sword".
According to the records of "Gu Shi Ji", the Tian Cong Yun Sword is the divine sword appearing in the body of the Eight-Divine Snake, and even the ten-handed sword of the gods is not its opponent.
In a sense, the Sky Cong Yun Sword is not a "divine" weapon, but a peerless murderous soldier, but in the eyes of the Japanese imperial family, it is a "symbol of conqueror", ruling the entire world with absolute "power".
Although it is enshrined in Atsuta Shrine, let alone ordinary people, even the emperor can't watch this artifact at will.
Once a priest tried to spy on the artifact, leaving a record of
"As long as you get closer, the clouds and mist will rise automatically, making people unable to see anything. Everyone used fans to disperse the clouds and mist, and secretly lit them, but they saw that the artifact was two feet seven or eight inches long and the blade looked like a calamus blade in the center of the blade. The part is thicker, the grip part is about eight inches thick, and there are many links that are not smooth, just like the back bone of a fish, which is white from top to bottom."
It's just that the priests who peeped at the Excalibur were cursed by the Excalibur and died suddenly.
Since then, no one has dared to peep into the Sky Cloud Sword.
In the evening, an old man wearing a gray robe and stepping on clogs walked into Atsuta Shrine in a light car, and soon came to the palace where the artifact was dedicated.
It is Musashi, the sword sage who has re-emerged!
Several priests stared at him, yelling:
"The comer stops!"
"Forbidden ground ahead, no people can enter, so quickly retreat!"
Hearing this, Gen Musashi remained silent, and looked up at the palace slightly, his deep eyes as if he could penetrate a high wall.
Suddenly, he burst into an immense, impenetrable aura, and shouted:
"Sword--come!"
It was a simple two word, but it contained supreme will, like a nine-day thunder that exploded in the field.
The eardrums of several priests vibrated, and blood surged in the body, almost vomiting blood.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the entire Atsuta Shrine shook, and the ground trembled.
"Oh my God! What's going on... Has there been an earthquake?"
"Run away!"
Some tourists exclaimed again and again and immediately looked for the nearest bunker.
But soon, from that palace, a mighty cloud and mist floated out, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire shrine. The visibility was very low, and only one meter of sight around him could be seen clearly.
Such a weird scene made everyone terrified and didn't know what happened.
"Buzzing..."
In the palace, the enshrined Sky Cloud Sword seemed to be summoned by a mysterious power, shaking.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, the sky cluster cloud sword shot out, tearing through the clouds and mist, roaring like a giant beast, alarming nine heavens and ten earth.
A moment later, it flew straight to Gen Musashi's hands, and issued a high sword sound, which seemed to be a little bit of joy, as if it was rejoicing for the "reunion of old friends"!
Gen Musashi stroked the blade with gentle movements, like caressing his lover's carcass, muttering: "Old man, meet again! I hope that Ye Beichen can be worthy of your sharpness!"
After saying this, Yuan Musashi swept across with his sword, and the sword aura was agitated, and the clouds and mist in the sky disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, he straightened his spine and held the Sky Cong Yun Sword tightly, as if he was holding the entire world, taking a step forward, striding the meteor towards the outside of the palace.
Looking at his leaving back, many priests did not dare to stop them, one by one kneeling on the ground, was overwhelmed by the overbearing aura.
It's the day.
The of war of the East and the legendary sword sage source Musashi, who had been silent for a hundred years, finally came out of the mountain.
Meet Ye Beichen, a Chinese warrior, and three days later, he will fight on Mount Fuji!