Killing Demons: Upgrading from Calligraphy

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The sword that reaches the sky roars, mighty and surging!

A giant colorful sword that pierced through the forbidden spell of the talisman shot straight into the sky. The vast and strange vision caused layers of terrifying air waves visible to the naked eye, sweeping madly in all directions.

The sudden strange phenomenon attracted the attention of many people in the sect.

"What a strong sword pressure, is it that Junior Brother Yun Zhen has come out of seclusion?"

“No! Senior Brother Yunfeng practices the Taichu Sword Dao, which is as subtle as a feather and as fast as thunder.

But this sword energy is magnificent and vast, with the potential to swallow up thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, which is completely different from the others. "

"Hmm? If it weren't for Junior Brother Yun Zhen, it seems that no one in the sect has such a high level of swordsmanship."

The Way of Thunder and the Way of Sword are both ways of killing.

If two people practice the same path at the same time, the energies of the two will collide and this can easily cause harm to the body.

Therefore, there are countless geniuses in the Shenxiao Sect.

But there are only a few people who practice both the way of sword and the way of thunder at the same time.

There is only one Taoist Master Yun Zhen who is the True Lord of Dao Body.

At this moment, there was a strange phenomenon that someone was about to practice swordsmanship on Wanren Peak. Everyone naturally thought that Taoist Master Yun Zhen, who was in seclusion inside, was about to come out.

But after careful observation, he found that the sword energy that erupted at this moment was completely different from the sword energy practiced by Taoist Master Yun Zhen.

When doubts arose, a group of elders of the Yun generation and some inner sect disciples came to Wanren Peak, wanting to see which True Lord in the sect wanted to entrust the sword to them.

At this time, Qi Xiu had already broken through the restrictions of Wanren Peak, stepped on the colorful giant sword, and flew towards the sky.

Above the vast sky, the sea of ​​clouds rolls endlessly.

In the darkness, a huge creature is crossing the infinite void, intending to land here.

Swah——

Green smoke flashed, and Dongfang Qing, who came through the air, looked suspicious. When he looked up and saw Qi Xiu flying upwards on his sword, he immediately rolled his eyes:

"I knew that no one else would be so brave except you."

After complaining, Dongfang Qing waved his sleeves and shouted to the group of elders and inner sect disciples who were still rushing over to watch the fun:

"Why are you all crowding here? This is a disaster at the level of a True Lord. Even if a ray of its remaining power spreads, it can scare you to pieces. Get back!"

Hearing the rebuke from the Supreme Master, the face of the true cultivator who was full of enthusiasm changed slightly, and he quickly turned around and walked back.

"Master, then we..."

Seeing that all the true disciples had gone back, the elders of the Yun generation chuckled and continued to come forward with shameless faces.

"What are you talking about? You are so shameless, right? You said they didn't say anything about you, right?"

Dongfang Qing narrowed his eyes. The elders of the Yun generation shrank their necks when they were scolded. They dared not say anything more. They turned around and left, gathering their sleeves and returning to where they came from.

After shouting away the elders and disciples, Dongfang Qing transformed himself into a ray of green light, soared into the sky, and headed straight for Qi Xiu.

"Boy, you are going through the great calamity in the mountain gate. Are you planning to rebuild the mountain gate of my Shenxiao Sect?"

Dongfang Qing came to Qi Xiu's side and shook his head helplessly. He moved his body, picked up Qi Xiu, walked out of the mountain gate and headed straight for overseas.

“I saw that the Great Elder could even survive the catastrophe of his soul at the mountain gate, so I thought that this catastrophe of his Taoism was nothing.” Seeing Dongfang Qing, Qi Xiu was stunned at first, and then smiled awkwardly.

“The great calamity of the soul only targets the one who is going through it, and even the grass and trees nearby will not be harmed in the slightest.

But the catastrophe of the Dao is different. It is a baptism of catharsis of the power of the Dao. At any moment, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, destroying thousands of miles.

Although my Shenxiao Sect is not afraid of the great calamity you are bringing upon yourself.

But the forbidden talismans in the mountain gate were built with real gold and silver.

You don't know the daily necessities of life until you take charge of the household.

When you become the headmaster, you will understand what it means that every grain of rice is hard-earned.”

Leading Qi Xiu across the void, they arrived at a place overseas where black winds howled and yin energy raged. Dongfang Qing looked up at the calamity cloud that followed him like a shadow, and narrowed his eyes slightly:

"Which sword technique have you practiced that has attracted the sword world to personally test you?" In Dongfang Qing's vision, in the rolling turbulent clouds of disaster, the shadow of a huge world shrouded in gray fog and with mountains and rivers hidden for thousands of miles was slowly approaching.

Sword world!

The world created by Kendo is also the final destination for all sword practitioners in the world.

This sword world is formed by pure sword intent and exudes a terrifying and powerful aura.

In the sword world, giant swords stand in rows, piercing the earth like mountains.

Each sword is the embodiment of a sword technique and represents a unique sword tradition.

As the number of sword techniques in the world continues to increase, Sword Mountain has also sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, stretching and undulating with no end in sight.

The higher the level of swordsmanship, the more majestic the mountain becomes, showing the endless mysteries of swordsmanship to the world.

In the endless river, shadows of swords are looming, and countless precious swords are inserted. This river, like the long river of time, records the process of each swordsman's sword learning.

The river is rushing endlessly and the sword shadows are swaying, as if telling magnificent kendo stories.

And in the center of this sword world, there is a mysterious sword pool.

That is the final resting place of the world's top sword cultivators after death, gathering the heroic spirits of countless sword cultivators.

In the sword pool, sword intent surges.

Every sword intent contains the lifelong insights of the supreme sword practitioner and is the ultimate embodiment of the way of the sword.

When this sword world descended, terrifying pressure swept over in an instant.

The void within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was shattered under this powerful force and could not bear the weight.

The heaven and earth shook endlessly, the mountains and rivers trembled, and all things were afraid.

Endless sword intent surged like a tide, as if it was going to submerge the entire world in the ocean of swordsmanship.

Standing on the colorful sword, Qi Xiu looked up at the majestic sword world that emerged from the thick clouds. The burning intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

Dongfang Qing, who was standing by, couldn't help but be moved when he saw Qi Xiu had nothing in his hands.

To express the truth through one's own body?

"Qi Xiu, by devoting oneself to the Dao, one can completely inherit the power of the Dao.

But the way of the sword is different from other avenues.

Using tools to express the truth is the best solution.

There are also some swords of decent quality in the Shenxiao Sect’s treasury. We can get one for you.”

Although Dongfang Qing did not practice swordsmanship, as a Yuanshen Zhenzun, he could draw inferences from other things. Moreover, the leader of the Taoist Alliance, Qinglian Jianzun, was the greatest swordsman in the world.

Through the influence of what he saw and heard, he naturally knew some of the subtleties of sword cultivation.

Seeing that Qi Xiu chose to sacrifice himself for the sake of Taoism, he couldn't help but remind him.

"No need."

Looking directly at the slowly descending sword realm, Qi Xiu's robes fluttered, his black hair fluttered, his eyes became increasingly colorful, and a sword intent that soared into the sky rang out:

"I am the sharpest sword!"

Before he finished speaking, Qi Xiu had a flash of inspiration and used the Hunyuan Transformation Technique. The image of a long sword suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was the sword that almost killed him in the Valley of the Buried Gods!

Transforming into a sword, Qi Xiu went upstream, took the initiative and rushed towards the sword world.

……

At the same time, deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The man in light clothes who was walking towards a quiet valley suddenly stopped, then slowly turned sideways, looked into the distance with clear eyes, and said softly:

"what?"

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