Chapter 60 The peerless ruthless man
Brush!
Zhang Qian walked directly through the stone platform to the last palace, the eighth palace, without even looking.
"This... is too fast. Can't the Seventh Palace stop him?"
"What kind of trump card does this Zhang Qian have? He is obviously only in the Qi Refining realm, where can he come from? His strength swept Shangyuan Bajing Palace?”
"Don't you think about it, with Master Li's ability, would he accept a loser as his junior disciple?"
Zhang Qian passed through the seventh palace so quickly, and the disciples of a kind of disciple other than Shangyuan Bajing Palace were all in awe. Everyone showed excitement, and there were even many people who were secretly dissatisfied with Xiao Daoyi, and looked at Xiao Daoyi with gloating eyes.
Zhang Qian had no idea how big a shock he had caused. After entering the Eighth Palace, he suddenly appeared in an extremely exquisite house.
Looking around, he felt that this exquisite house was clean. Everywhere was clean, extremely clean!
Spotless!
On one side of the small house is a small lake with no waves. The lake is empty and looks like a pool of stagnant water.
On the other side is a flat platform.
The platform is about ten acres in size. A young man dressed in white and with a very handsome face is sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone platform. A long snow-white sword is placed on the man's lap. He presses the sword with both hands. The long sword continued to vibrate, and various sword intentions burst out from the long sword.
In just a short moment, Zhang Qian sensed four or five different sword intentions from this snow-white long sword!
Turn around, Zhang Qian looked at the young man and found that his eyes were closed tightly, and behind him there was a faint shadow of a sword about ten feet tall, which was erupting from the swallowing sword. All kinds of sword intentions come out.
Stepping lightly, Zhang Qian stepped onto the stone platform. When he approached the man sitting cross-legged, Zhang Qian's expression slowly became serious.
Although this man is sitting cross-legged, he has a peerless elegance, as if he was born specifically for the sword. His fingers are long and slender, and each one is like a magic sword. It seems that he is gently resting on the snow-white sword. Zhang Qian But there was a vague feeling that the opponent's fingers were not placed randomly, but formed a terrifying formation, and each finger contained a different sword intention.
After watching for a long time, Zhang Qian had an illusion in his heart, feeling that this person could stab himself into a sieve with just a stretch of his palm and the interlacing of swords!
Buzz!
At this moment, Zhu Xian's sword power vibrated, dispelling the illusion in Zhang Qian's heart.
call!
Secretly sighing, Zhang Qian became curious about the other party. He glanced around and was shocked to find that the other party didn't look like a demon at all, but a real person!
My mind scanned, and in Zhang Qian's mind, this person was not a human figure, but the shadow of a sky-reaching sword, as if he was originally a sword, not a human figure.
"Who are you?"
Zhang Qian was a little undecided and spoke with doubts.
Buzz!
After a while, the other party suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright sword lights shot out from his eyes and went straight into the stone platform. What was terrifying was that these two illusory sword lights shot out from his eyes. The sword light actually pierced two holes in the stone platform!
Clang, clang, clang...!
The sword on the man in white's knees shook sharply. In an instant, more than a dozen different sword intentions burst out, and were swallowed by the sword shadow behind him through his fingers, making the sword shadow appear more solid. Then the sword suddenly stopped, and a flash of blood appeared.
As soon as this blood-red sword intent appeared, it erupted with a supreme momentum that destroyed everything and pierced the heaven and earth!
Sensing this momentum, Zhang Qian's pupils shrank!
“Zhuxian Sword Intention!”
Zhang Qian blurted out. The blood-red sword intention flashing on the opponent’s sword at this moment was clearly the Zhuxian Sword Intent he had comprehended.
“How is this possible!”
At this moment, Zhang Qian was in a very complicated mood. He was a little bit angry after the secret was revealed, but also a little bit confused, and the rest was all shock.
Boom!
Suddenly, the Zhuxian sword intent on the opponent's long sword shook, flicking his fingers away, and then suddenly broke away from the sword body, turning into a murderous aura and dissipating in the void.
"Isn't it still possible?" The man in white finally spoke. His voice was extremely cold, and his tone was a little disappointed, which made people feel the chill in their hearts.
"Who are you? You are not the Demon King! How can you know the Killing Immortal Sword Intent?"
Zhang Qian was extremely confused.
The man in white glanced at Zhang Qian with a cold, dead gaze, and suddenly became excited. He exclaimed with a sacred look on his face: "Zhu Xian Sword Intent! Do you call this Zhu Xian Sword Intent? Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian, What a good name! It’s just these two words. He is worthy of such a sword spirit!”
At this moment, Zhang Qian had an inexplicable feeling that only a person with peerless grace and rugged sword bones like the other party was qualified to control the sword spirit of Zhu Xian. And I don’t have to be compared.
“Answer my question!”
Han Chi Sword appeared in Zhang Qian’s hand, and his extremely tyrannical mind was released, covering the opponent faintly. The three sword pills trembled in the void, ready to be shot out at any time!
Seeing the long sword in Zhang Qian's hand, the man in white showed disappointment: "You are not a swordsman, no, with your weak sword heart, how can you comprehend such a supreme sword intention?"
"You... !”
Zhang Qian didn’t know what to do. He answered and thought to himself: "Maybe I have to tell you that my Zhuxian Sword Intent was instilled, but who is he? Why can he condense a trace of Zhuxian Sword Intent?"
Before Zhang Gan could think about it, the man in white suddenly stood up with his sword in hand.
When the other party stood up, Zhang Qian's feeling became more obvious. He felt that the other party was not a person at all, but a soaring divine sword.
"You are not a swordsman, and you are not qualified to control the Zhuxian Sword Intention. You deserve to die."
The man in white's tone was extremely calm, as if he was describing an inconspicuous thing, but his words were filled with murderous intent.
Zhang Qian smiled slightly: "Qualifications? What are qualifications? I'm curious, why do you say that."
The man in white said expressionlessly: "My name is Gai Xianfan. It took a hundred years to refine the soul two hundred years ago and achieve immortality. When my soul was perfected, I realized the wonderful realm of swordsmanship. No one in Xingyun State could stop the power of my sword. Later, I met Wan Fuyao in the Great Star Sea and was defeated by his sword. At that time, I knew the true beauty of swordsmanship. The situation lies in the sword intention. After that, I used my sword skills to cut off the physical body, abolish my cultivation, and collapse. I lost my own swordsmanship and devoted myself to comprehending the avenue of sword intention in the Eighth Palace of Shangyuan Bajing Palace. After a hundred years, I comprehended hundreds of sword intentions and melted them all into one furnace. I also understood the way to turn the void into reality, and the physical body I was close to rebirth. I originally thought that I could melt hundreds of swords into one furnace and conquer the world. No one in this world can surpass me in swordsmanship. I didn’t expect you to come to Shangyuan Bajing Palace today and show me a supreme swordsmanship!”
Zhang Qian opened his mouth and said no! After hearing these words, Zhang Qian realized that the other party was a truly ruthless person!
This Gai Xianfan cultivated the Yuanshen and attained immortality two hundred years ago, and it only took him just a hundred years to reach the Great Perfection state of the Yuanshen, which is shocking.
What’s even more frightening is that this person has practiced swordsmanship to the point where swords are made into light. This swordsmanship is very terrifying. In this state, sword energy and sword rainbows have been refined into sword light, and the sword light is vertical and horizontal when he strikes. , and the speed of the sword light is comparable to the light of the stars, so fast that it is impossible to hide!
But after mastering such a sword technique, Gai Xianfan was defeated by that Wan Fuyao with one sword. This Gai Xianfan was also a ruthless person. He actually cut off his body, abandoned his cultivation, and collapsed his own sword technique. Retreat in seclusion and rebuild in Shangyuan Bajing Palace!
Now that a hundred years have passed, the other party has not only integrated the sword intent of hundreds of feet into one furnace, but also understood the way to turn the void into reality, and the physical body is close to rebirth!
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