Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

At this moment, the arena has been distorted beyond recognition, and Li Bai's sword energy universe has suspended Miyamoto Musashi's sword in the air.

But it won’t be long before the sword energy universe will be split apart.

But Li Bai was still building a balance of power and was hesitant to draw his sword.

"There is no solution. There really is no solution."

The more unsolvable it is, the more amazing it is. Li Bai is calculating the timing.

The time left for him is almost up.

This sword can only stay in use for ten breaths at most, and will be released after ten breaths.

In his current state, it is impossible for him to catch it.

And for him, it is not a matter of life and death.

It’s a state of mind.

If he fails to catch it, even if he doesn't die, his sword heart will be broken.

In the sword tomb, Li Bai heard Miyamoto Musashi's last voice.

"The strongest sword intent I have comprehended is not born for killing."

"I've already left. How can I take another one with me when the sword path is lost?"

Miyamoto Musashi meant that this sword would not take Li Bai's life.

But it nailed Li Bai's sword heart there, and he couldn't catch it, and the sword heart broke.

For a swordsman, this is more painful than death.

If you catch it...

Unconsciously, Li Bai developed a sword-loving heart towards the Sakura Sword Master.

Sword cultivators in the world make their living by sword and must strive to be the best.

Even Li Bai himself is no exception in this regard.

Perhaps Miyamoto Musashi knew that his kendo attainments had reached their limit.

This is how this game was set up.

Thinking of this, Li Bai suddenly felt ashamed. Before he came, he said that he would use his sword to open that road.

But unexpectedly, someone was willing to open that opening for him.

Li Bai understood this friendship, and Su Ming also understood it.

His thoughts drifted away, and after a long pause, he said in a deep voice: "Miyamoto Musashi is unparalleled in the world."

The people below thought that Li Bai was in a life-and-death situation.

"The sword master sacrificed his life with this strike, and no one can take it."

"Not to mention Li Bai, even the number one swordsman can't do it."

"By the way, let me ask, who is the number one swordsman?"

Although Li Bai is known as the Sword Immortal, he is not the only Sword Immortal in the world.

If he could take this sword, even if he didn't have the qualities of a saint, he would at least be considered the number one swordsman.

The people of Long were eagerly waiting for it, and some even recited Li Bai's poems.

Li Bai has not entered the state of godhood and cannot provide the power of faith.

So we can only try this method to see if we can help.

But obviously, it was of no use, because at this moment, Li Bai,

There is only the sword in my heart.

"It's difficult. One sword, five hundred years, can make it stand out for eternity."

Li Bai imagined tens of thousands of ways, but he couldn't wield a sword of the same level. It's not that he couldn't compare to Miyamoto Musashi, but he couldn't compare to this sword.

What this sword encompasses has surpassed Miyamoto Musashi himself.

What a pity that such a good sword was wasted.

Miyamoto Musashi didn't have time to name it before he left.

"Hmm? What is Li Bai waiting for? Aren't you going to draw your sword yet?"

"You don't want to give up, do you?"

Afterwards, the audience below thought about a question.

If Li Bai admitted defeat and refused to take the sword, would he not have to die?

"Then admit defeat! Master Sword Immortal, we can afford to lose."

After all, being alive is more important than anything else.

The fact that people can say such things shows that they don't think highly of a few hundred people.

Miyamoto Musashi's sword covered more than just the arena.

At this moment, there is a sharp sword hanging in everyone's heart.

Send the sword intent to all the heavens and worlds, and to the hearts of all living beings.

You can imagine how terrible it is.

"I suddenly understand Jianxian. We can all afford to lose, except Jianxian himself."

Because they were all instilled with sword intent by Miyamoto Musashi.

Only Li Bai has only one sword in his heart, and no room for anything else.

But at this moment, Li Bai was no longer confident in his sword.

Yes, the two of them took the same path. Miyamoto Musashi spent his entire life cultivating a sword.

The same is true for Li Bai.

He also has a sword, but this sword is held by only one person.

So, even now, Li Bai has never thought of using it.

Even when he was on the verge of death facing Tsukuyomi in the mythical arena, he never used it.

Seeing that time was running out, Li Bai made up his mind and took a gamble.

The familiar green lotus bloomed from the center of the arena, gathering the sword energy universe.

The sword tomb finally materialized the sword.

"Sword! Here comes the sword!"

Everyone was unable to suppress their excitement.

It was in a state of balance just now, so the picture is a bit abstract.

But it's different now.

Miyamoto's sword has taken shape, and Li Bai has also drawn his sword.

Suiko was also shocked.

If I had known earlier that Miyamoto Musashi was so strong, I would have chosen him.

In the path of personification, she only recognized the Emperor's Way, but ignored it.

Swordsmen can be so strong.

He even began to wonder in his heart, how great it would be if Miyamoto could kill Su Ming with this sword.

But no matter what, no one expected it.

The Sakura God system is full of talents, and this is the final highlight moment.

Left it to this man.

Miyamoto Musashi refreshed the Chinese people's understanding of cherry blossoms.

"Miyamoto Musashi, unrivaled in the world."

After he leaves, who will take on the responsibility of being unparalleled?

“Do you think the Sword Immortal can catch it?” Chen Qiye murmured.

In fact, compared to Li Bai's sword, he likes Li Bai's poems more.

If Li Bai were alive, he could have left more masterpieces for the world.

This is what the people of Dragon Kingdom urgently desire. After all, life is busy and full of hostility.

Reading more romantic poems can actually cleanse your soul.

Above the arena, the light flashed for billions of moments.

The abstract sword art is also unfolded and materialized in these scenes.

"So this is what the true way of the sword is like."

The sword is a cold weapon. In this age where nuclear weapons are readily available, the once king of weapons has become more of a performance prop and is only for viewing.

But people have forgotten that the true way of the sword can make time immortal.

Let eternity be together!

“Since that is the path of the sword, if we follow it, can everyone become a sword immortal?” the sword cultivators of this era said with longing.

At this moment, Sword Immortal does not refer to a person, but an achievement, a realm, and a glory.

The arena stands at two ends, and two swords divide the two worlds.

Even at this time, Li Bai finally did not use that sword.

The sound of the void being torn apart squeezed out the source of chaos.

Although these two people were not at a high level, they created the power of a saint.

Su Ming was also gathering his strength. It was rare to find a swordsman in the world, and he could not let Li Bai die in battle no matter what.

If he could walk out of the ring, he could naturally walk back.

If there is no other choice, he will have to take the sword.

Tui Gu saw that Su Ming was ready to make a move and thought to himself.

Go, go!

If one person must die, a hundred Li Bais are no match for one Su Ming.

The word "sin" on her head made it impossible for her and her people to hold their heads up.

As long as Su Ming dies, everything will be restarted.

Miyamoto Musashi gave her a huge surprise.

"Oh no, the horizontal state has been broken. This battle,"

"Lord Sword Immortal will lose." At this point in the battle, the outcome was already very clear.

Li Bai's momentum was almost exhausted, and the only way left was death.