Chapter 328: Nine levels of swordsmanship, Li Hao’s anger! (2-in-1)
Nine sections of painting!
With the breakthrough in painting, many insights about painting poured into his mind, which overshadowed the joy in Li Hao's heart and made him immersed in a kind of enlightenment.
The emotionless painting just now, using the painting's mind to spy on the saint and depicting the indescribable charm of the saint, allowed Li Hao's mind to be refined.
Nine sections means that Li Hao's paintings have entered the Tao.
Peep through the appearance of all things, extract their charm and essence, and describe their inner bones and Tao. Painting is Tao, and Tao is painting.
"Is the painting done?"
The sword master noticed that Li Hao stopped writing, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared. He turned his eyes to Li Hao's drawing board.
Li Hao came to his senses, slowly took off the scroll, and handed it to the sword master with both hands.
The sword master took it and saw the painting in his hand. The ink was not dry yet, but the charm of the painting had already appeared on the paper.
Moreover, while staring at the back in the painting, he felt a buzzing sword intent vibrating in his mind. That was his own swordsmanship!
Li Hao actually described his swordsmanship to three points!
The sword master's calm and smiling face suddenly became serious, and his eyes were fixed on the painting in his hand.
There seems to be a Taoist charm that has never been seen before between the pen and ink.
The sword master looked up at Li Hao and saw that Li Hao had a calm expression and an ethereal and real aura about him.
In just a short moment, the young man beside him seemed to be a little different.
The sword master looked deeply at Li Hao, waited for the ink in his hand to dry, rolled it up and put it away, and said: "I will keep this painting. Thank you for your painting. I like it very much."
"Just like it."
Li Hao smiled.
At this time, he saw the changes in the paintings on the panel, from nine levels to ten levels, from one million experience points to five million experience points!
However, just after drawing the Sword Master once, I actually got 370,000 experience points, which is simply an exaggeration.
But even so, in order to accumulate enough experience in painting, he still needs two or three saints to help him clean up the experience.
Tenth level means becoming a saint!
Excellent works can be passed down through the ages and endure for a long time. They are peerless masterpieces.
However, Li Hao knew that if he wanted to break through to the tenth level, in addition to accumulating experience, he also needed to understand his state of mind.
As the sun sets in the west, the sunset casts a hazy layer of dusk on the holy mountain.
There are swans flying south, the bamboo shadows in front of the sword cliff are swaying, and the waterfalls are rushing. It is a rare and unique beauty.
Li Hao casually drew this picture of the Holy Mountain at dusk, and unexpectedly gained more than 5,000 experience points.
After saying goodbye to the sword master, Li Hao went down the mountain and returned to the alchemy courtyard.
The battle in front of the Holy Mountain also came to an end. When Li Hao returned to the Alchemy Academy, Lin Shanhai asked: "Why didn't you go to watch the battle today? What a pity. You don't know how fierce the battle today was!"
"oh?"
Li Hao found a teapot. He was a little thirsty after a day of fishing, so he took two sips to moisten his throat: "The final four will be determined?"
"Well, tomorrow we will compete for two more places to advance to the top ten, and then there will be the top ten battle!"
Lin Shanhai said.
The entire Sword God battle will last for a month. After all, it is a grand event that occurs once in a century, and the schedule does not end in a day or two.
Li Hao nodded and glanced at Lin Qingying, who was sitting quietly alone in the yard.
As if aware of his gaze, Lin Qingying opened her eyes and looked towards Li Hao.
She didn't see Li Hao today, so she knew that Li Hao went fishing with the sword master again.
They looked at each other without speaking, but there seemed to be an unspoken understanding.
Lin Qingying's eyes returned with indifference.
She knew what Li Hao wanted to say and asked her if she was sure. Her response was to try her best to find out what he was trying to do.
Lin Shanhai noticed that the two people's eyes met, and faintly smelled a hint of crisis. He murmured in his heart, always feeling that he was luring a wolf into the house, and his granddaughter would be abducted sooner or later.
He pulled Li Hao's sleeves, diverted his attention, and talked about today's battle.
Li Hao listened to his vivid narration. There were many exaggerations in it, but Li Hao could personally feel the battle situation at the scene, including the confrontation between the saints and the saints.
After all, he had seen the first-round battle before. Li Hao had a basic impression of the swordsmanship and methods these people mastered, and he could also guess what would happen to each other once they fought.
After the chat was over, Li Hao went to the kitchen to cook some snacks, gave one to Lin Shanhai, and invited Lin Qingying to come over and try it.
Lin Qingying heard Li Hao's invitation, stood up slowly, walked over in a beautiful green dress, and tasted it slowly at the banquet in the alchemy room.
Lin Shanhai, who was eating with a look of enjoyment, saw that his granddaughter was actually invited by Li Hao. When he saw the two of them eating and drinking together quietly during the banquet, he suddenly felt that the snacks in his mouth were a little tasteless.
Although Li Hao and Lin Qingying didn't speak to each other, Lin Shanhai could still feel that there was something beyond him surrounding the two of them.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling like a female leader was not allowed to stay.
After finishing the snacks, Lin Qingying stood up and thanked Li Hao, then returned to the courtyard to continue practicing the sword.
Li Hao also said goodbye to Lin Shanhai, stood up, dusted off his butt, and returned to his small courtyard.
When he returned to the hospital, Li Hao casually laid down the barrier. If he matched it with his own illustrations, it would be difficult to detect his situation unless he probed very deliberately.
After doing this, Li Hao brought up the panel and saw the mood column below. There was an additional mood:
The heart of painting (not used).
Li Hao's previous cooking heart was used in the physical way and the imperial way, which caused his kendo to stagnate. Although his realm improved, his kendo attacks stretched his crotch.
Nowadays, the ninth level of physical body Dao, combined with the sword Dao, will maximize the combat power in a short period of time.
After all, once you have the strength, all you need is the means of attack!
Without hesitation, Li Hao chose the sword method and inlaid it.
In an instant, a wave of thoughts and insights came to me, and I understood the way of swordsmanship through the way of painting!
Li Hao's mind seemed to be filled with countless sword intentions and sword energy. The small courtyard in front of him disappeared and he was brought into a world of swords.
Endless sword energy and various types of swords are all in front of you and in your heart.
These swords include long swords, short swords, rapiers, heavy swords, etc.
Various swords have various most suitable attack moves and sword skills.
At this moment, everything appeared in Li Hao's mind, like visions. When all the swords became one, Li Hao felt a sense of enlightenment.
A sword is a sword, and a sword is only a sword.
Long sword, short sword, heavy sword, etc. are all swords.
Flowers and grass can also be swords.
There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart, that is the way of the sword.
At this moment, Li Hao's kendo improved to the ninth level, and his kendo was clear!
The solitary sword intention that was condensed earlier is now gradually integrated with the realization of the nine levels of swordsmanship, turning into the solipsistic swordsmanship!
What is only me?
As soon as his sword technique comes out, all the swordsmen will be killed!
This is the way of swordsmanship, the ultimate domineering power!
Li Hao opened his eyes again, but there was no sharp feeling in his body. Instead, he felt like he was sitting in the long river of time, peaceful and profound.
But if you look carefully, the position where he is sitting seems to be the center of the entire small courtyard, or even the center of the entire dozens of miles. His body and back are like a sword standing on the ground, with a restrained edge, but if he can If you catch a glimpse of it, it will be torn apart.
At this moment, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Li Hao is already at the sword master level.
If you reach the tenth level, you can use your sword to sacrifice the Tao and become a saint!
That will be the real sword master, the supreme swordsman!
However, although Li Hao's swordsmanship has reached the same level as that of the Sword Master, their combat prowess is still far apart. Just like his previous six levels of swordsmanship, he could kill in the Taoist realm.
As for the sixth-level swordsmanship, among the inner disciples of the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, they are all at the bottom.
"The way of the sword, the way of the sword, the will of the sword follows your heart, the way of the sword follows your will..."
Li Hao murmured to himself.
He looked at his small courtyard. Looking at this simple courtyard now, his feelings were completely different from those before.
In Li Hao's eyes, the weeds, stone slabs, old altars, etc. in the courtyard all contain a certain kind of tenacity, and this kind of tenacity is also possessed by kendo.
The shadow of the sword can be found in everything.
After some absorption, the night was already dark and the sky was filled with bright stars.
Li Hao retracted his thoughts. He did not try to swing the sword to test his sword power. At this level, he had an extremely clear feeling of his own power and knew it without testing.
With a casual move, he picked up the wood in the courtyard, and a carving knife fell into his hand. But at this moment, the carving knife turned into a sword in Li Hao's eyes, and his carving became even more skillful.
Now I have accumulated five levels of experience in carving.
Li Hao took a look at his current panel attributes.
Level 9 in the physical way, level 7 in the imperial way, level 9 in the sword way, level 6 in the body art, and level 6 in the boxing way.
In terms of arts and skills, there are 7 levels of chess, 4 levels of music, 4 levels of poetry and calligraphy, 5 levels of carving, 9 levels of cooking, 9 levels of painting, and 6 levels of fishing.
Skill points remaining: 7 points.
Both body and boxing techniques are stuck in the lack of spiritual state of mind.
These two items are also relatively important. Li Hao currently mainly relies on the Gui Xu Realm to make up for it. However, if the body technique itself reaches the ninth stage and is combined with Gui Xu, it is difficult for Li Hao to imagine how far it will reach. It must be very effective for the Gui Xu Realm. Utilization will be beyond imagination.
In addition to improving boxing skills, the additional arm strength can also increase the power of kendo, which is also indispensable.
"My state of mind, if fishing and carving can both reach the seventh level, my combat power will be raised to a higher level."
Li Hao regretted that the time was still too short. Although he had worked very hard to practice, fish, and carve every day, his improvement was still too slow.
Shaking his head, Li Hao put away the panel and continued his carving.
This time, Li Hao targeted the sword master for carving. He slowly carved the charm he remembered in his mind into the wood, and soon, a trace of the charm emerged.
When the carving was completed, Li Hao saw that he had gained more than five thousand experience points.
This is just carving out the figure of the other person in his mind, but he actually has such a huge experience.
If it were carved in person, it would probably be hundreds of thousands.
Li Hao didn't stop and continued to carve the second copy.
Although he has rich experience, Li Hao can clearly feel that carving a saint is more difficult than carving anything else. If he had not mastered the sword and used the sword to control the carving knife, he would have almost injured his hand several times while carving.
As the second carving came out, Li Hao's carving experience actually increased to the fifth level, breaking through to the sixth level!
Six levels of experience require 50,000 to accumulate.
Li Hao continued to carve four or five times in a row, gaining an average of two to three thousand experience points each time.
When the experience decline subsided, Li Hao thought of Yao Zu and other semi-saint elders, as well as the sword master.
The image of Yaozu appeared in Li Hao's mind, and he immediately started carving. The carving knife in his hand flew like a pen, sawdust flew, and a beautiful woman's figure, like a banished immortal falling into the mortal world, appeared in his palm. It is Yaozu.
While Li Hao was immersed in the carvings, the sword master who was sitting on the roof of the sword tower quietly looking at the bright moon while drinking suddenly changed his expression slightly and felt like he was being spied on.
Feeling pulled by the holy way, his melancholy eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked somewhere.
His sight seemed to run through thousands of miles and landed in a small courtyard somewhere.
When he saw the familiar face, he was stunned for a moment, and the sharpness in his eyes disappeared immediately, and then his eyes fell on the young man's hands.
When he saw the other party carefully carving a piece of wood, he was a little stunned and immediately became speechless.
I thought it would be fine if the other party studied painting and became obsessed with it, but now he is still playing sculpture?
Good guy, you don’t practice when you are alone, and you still have the mind to do these things, so how did you cultivate the 97 levels of Dao realm?
He took a look and saw that Li Hao's carvings were quite charming. It was obviously not just a hobby for a day or two. It would be impossible to do it without putting in effort and study.
Shaking his head, the sword master looked back helplessly.
He knew countless people, but this was the first time he saw such an unusual guy like this kid.
The peaceful and profound temperament of the other party is by no means a disguise, but a natural development.
"I don't know which old guy reincarnated, appeared in the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, and pulled me in the dark. Could it be my old guys? I haven't seen them for a long time. Is it possible that some of them have passed away?"
The sword master muttered.
I haven't seen those old friends for a long time, and they are usually close friends. But when we do meet, there is nothing to say. After all, everything that needs to be said has been said in the early years.
He planned to wait until he had time to see those old guys. Others had quietly reincarnated and he didn't even know it.
On the top of the Holy Mountain, in another Qingfeng Palace.
In the palace, a sword master dressed in snow-gold clothes sat under the huge locust tree in the courtyard, looking at the woman practicing swordsmanship under the bright moonlight in the courtyard.
The opponent is using his Ice and Snow Sword Intention, and his attack is fierce, turning his three-foot area into a field of ice and snow.
"Your ice and snow swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck."
The sword master saw the problem at a glance. When watching the battle during the day, he could see that the opponent's sword intention was going astray.
After hearing the Master's words, Bian Ruxue put away her sword and lowered her eyebrows and said, "Please give me some advice, Master."
The Sword Master smiled and said: "You don't have to be discouraged. If you can understand to this extent at your age, even though it is due to my teachings, your own understanding is not bad. You have laid a solid foundation when you were young."
Bian Ruxue fought during the day. Although she won, it was quite difficult and made her feel frustrated.
When she heard the sword master's words and the words "when I was a child", her thoughts couldn't help but be drawn back to that courtyard.
The child lying on the chessboard playing chess corrected her shortcomings in sword practice in the martial arts field by just talking casually.
Master Jian Wudao also said that her swordsmanship was solid.
But little did she know that it was when she met a swordsman prodigy.
It's a pity that the prodigy later went astray.
Bian Ruxue recovered her thoughts and heard the master continue to say:
"The meaning of the ice and snow sword lies not in its sharpness, but in its condensation!"
The Sword Master said: "You fought with Lin Qingying earlier, and the opponent had the softest sword intention. The softest sword intention lies in dispersion, while the ice and snow sword intention lies in condensation!"
"When it is condensed to the extreme, its power is definitely greater than when it is dispersed to the extreme."
"The two sword intents have different tendencies. Just like some swordsmanship favors defense and some focus on offense. The soft sword intent is weak in attack, but the defense is unbreakable. However, this is also relative. You lost to her earlier because of this. , your sword power lags behind her."
Bian Ruxue nodded slightly. She knew what her master meant. If her sword intention was also perfected, her sword intention would be even more powerful and she could suppress the opponent.
"Yu Ning..."
Bian Ruxue whispered to herself, something seemed to flash in her mind.
The sword master wanted to say something else, but suddenly his expression changed and he let out a light sigh.
How dare anyone dare to spy on him?
A sharp light shot out of his eyes, and he turned around to look. His gaze seemed to penetrate thousands of miles, and he soon caught a glimpse of a small courtyard.
When he saw the young man in the small courtyard, the carving knife flying in his hand, carving out his upper body, he was slightly startled.
"Master?"
Bian Ruxue couldn't help but wonder when she saw the Juggernaut's abnormality.
The sword master stared for a moment, then withdrew his gaze.
He saw that the other party lived behind Lin Shanhai Alchemy Academy and must have a close relationship with him. The other party carving him was not an offense, but more likely out of respect.
This situation is not unfamiliar to him, but it is more surprising that the other person's thoughts when carving can actually penetrate his charm.
Only one who worships deeply would be able to observe so carefully, but he could see that the other party did not worship, but was extremely accomplished in carving, which led to the capture of his charm.
If he worships, he will receive the incense of faith from the other person.
A saint can see through his followers at a glance, but Li Hao is not his follower.
"Nothing, just a little guy with good carving skills."
The sword master's face was calm, he didn't care, and he wasn't angry about it.
"engraving?"
Bian Ruxue was confused, but didn't think much about it, but this kind of trivial skill made her think of the children who like to play chess.
The opponent should now be able to become a chess master as he wished... Bian Ruxue showed a wry smile on her lips.
…
Li Hao didn't know that his carving of the saint would be detected, so he was still concentrating on carving. As the experience gradually approaches the sixth stage of fullness, time also flies to the next day.
Lin Qingying and Lin Shanhai went to watch the battle as usual, but Li Hao was not interested and stayed in the courtyard to continue his sculpture research.
I felt really tired, so I went to go fishing with the sword master.
On the Holy Mountain, the battle was fierce and fierce. In the end, the two stood out and made it back to the top ten from the loser group.
These two people are Qiu Wuhen and Bian Ruxue respectively.
After another three days of rest, the top ten battles have begun.
Lin Qingying will also play this time, and Li Hao also accompanied Lin Shanhai to watch the game.
During these three days of rest, Li Hao successfully improved the carving path to the sixth level of perfection, just short of entering the spirit.
Now his small courtyard is filled with various sculptures, many of which are his acquaintances in the world, and half of them are half-saints such as Yaozu, and two saints, the Sword Master and the Sword Master.
On the floating seat, Li Hao sat with Lin Shanhai and other alchemists, watching the battle quietly.
It was still a two-on-one duel, and the atmosphere of the top ten battle was obviously more intense. The previous fight in the loser group made many Holy Land disciples excited to see it, and they were even more looking forward to this top ten battle.
Lin Qingying's opponent turned out to be Bian Ruxue again. When this result came out, many people exclaimed and mourned for Bian Ruxue.
After finally fighting their way out of the loser group, they met someone who defeated them again. They all despaired for Bian Ruxue.
Bian Ruxue didn't expect to hit the opponent again, and her face changed slightly.
This fateful duel gave her an uncomfortable feeling.
Although her master had given her guidance, her Ice and Snow Sword Intent did not immediately reach perfection, but she was still on the road to enlightenment and was slightly more diligent than before.
Lin Qingying was also surprised, but her expression didn't change.
Others envied Lin Qingying, who was directly promoted.
Seeing the result, the sword master sighed lightly. He could have secretly manipulated the rules, but he didn't because it was unnecessary.
The more saint you are, the more you believe in fate.
Because they can barely peek.
Fate is irreversible!
Among the four realms, the fate-defying realm is called fate-defying, but when the Wen Dao realm blocks the secrets of heaven, it cannot go against fate.
The so-called defiance of fate is nothing more than an opportunity for an ant to gain God's grace after practicing so hard.
An opportunity to ask God for a life exchange.
That is not a reversal, but a change.
The true destiny is irreversible!
As the battle began, Holy Son of Haoyue still won with an overwhelming attitude. The divine eyes of the sun and moon were able to spy on the traces of Guixu, coupled with his own teleportation and Tao domain, giving him the feeling of being invincible in the same situation. It feels like basically no one can see the shortcomings.
The battle between Lin Qingying and Bian Ruxue also began. This time, Bian Ruxue burst out with a stronger sword and became more powerful. However, he was still easily defeated in front of Lin Qingying's soft sword intention.
Two defeats made Bian Ruxue feel bitter in her heart, but her Taoist heart was not greatly affected. She was still too young, and she had previously practiced in the human world. Although she had received excellent resources for cultivation in the Divine General's Mansion, and she had become a swordsman Master Wudao has received his teachings, but compared to these monsters, her starting point is still too low.
The other saints and saints were basically born in the Land of All Saints, and some were even reincarnations of saints, so it was normal to compare.
Bian Ruxue took back her sword and returned to the holy platform. She would have to compete with other geniuses in Canglan Realm later. During this time, she could understand the sword's intention and perfect it.
"This kid Qingying has already become one of the top five, that's amazing!"
"But tomorrow's competition will be difficult. Others also have Perfect Sword Intent. Who is stronger or weaker depends on something else."
Zhao Yingzhen and others were very happy for Lin Shanhai. The top five was already a great honor, and being among the top three would be even more monstrous.
Lin Shanhai's face was also full of smiles, but there was some worry in his eyes.
The next day.
The top five compete.
The rule this time is not to match pairs, but to choose five people by themselves!
Those who are not selected will automatically advance to the top three.
This method may seem random, but the test is also to know people.
After so many fierce battles in the past, if you still choose the wrong opponent without considering your own capabilities, you will definitely lose.
Those who are now promoted to the top five are Holy Son Haoyue, Lin Qingying, Qiu Wuhen, Holy Son Linghuan, and Saint Red River.
On the holy platform, Lin Qingying and Qiu Wuhen looked at each other. Because of Li Hao's relationship, the two had met in front of the sword tower. At this moment, they both saw the other's intentions and did not choose each other.
Their eyes fell on the others, but they all avoided Holy Son Haoyue.
Holy Son Haoyue's face was calm, as if he had expected this, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Soon, the results of the five people's mutual selection came out.
Qiu Wuhen chose the Holy Son of Linghuan, while Lin Qingying chose the Saint of the Red River.
Holy Son Haoyue chose Lin Qingying.
But because Holy Son of Linghuan and Qiu Wuhen chose each other, Holy Maiden of Honghe and Lin Qingying also chose each other, resulting in Holy Son of Haoyue having a bye.
If no one chooses him, his choice will be invalidated and he will be automatically promoted.
At this result, all the disciples watching the battle exclaimed, but they were also expecting it.
Since the beginning of the war, Holy Son Haoyue's reputation has been extremely resounding. Unfortunately, this time among the other saints and saints, although there are people who usually don't show up like dark horses, they are not enough to compete with Holy Son Haoyue.
As the war started, a battle broke out between Qiu Wuhen and Linghuan Holy Son. Both of them were in the Five Extremes realm. In the end, the laws of heaven and earth faced off, and their sword intentions were like tides, clashing fiercely on the battlefield.
If the battlefield array had not been set up by the Semi-Saint, this power would have been enough to spread hundreds of miles away.
The sword intention of the Holy Son of Linghuan is illusory, the sword seems real and illusory, and it is difficult to defend against. Under the fierce fight, Qiu Wuhen's thousands of swords were defeated in the end.
The second showdown between Lin Qingying and the Saint of the Red River was equally fierce. In the end, it was a battle between the laws of heaven and earth. The Saint of the Red River's sword intent was equally perfect. With her red flame sword intent, the entire battlefield was turned into a sea of fire and purgatory.
However, under this fierce sword intent, Lin Qingying still did not lose, and they fought with all their strength. In the end, Lin Qingying narrowly won.
Then came the loser's contest, Qiu Wuhen faced off against the Saint of the Red River, and the fourth and fifth places were decided.
Lin Qingying, Holy Son Haoyue, Holy Son Linghuan, etc. will be ranked among the top three in tomorrow's final.
night.
The bright moon is in the sky.
Li Hao looked at the woman sitting alone in the courtyard. Today, the woman did not learn the sword again, but stared at the bright moon in a daze.
Li Hao walked over with snacks, sat next to the other party, and said with a smile: "Don't be too stressed, eat something."
Lin Qingying looked away from the bright moon, turned to look at Li Hao, and stared at his smiling face. She didn't understand why the other person was always relaxed and so happy.
But this feeling made her feel a little envious.
"I will lose to Holy Son Haoyue tomorrow, but I still want to fight with all my strength!"
Lin Qingying said suddenly.
Li Hao was slightly startled and looked at her.
Obviously, she has seen that the gap between herself and the Holy Son of Haoyue cannot be bridged by perfecting the sword intention.
After all, the opponent's sword intention has also reached perfection.
"If you don't explode at the limit, you will perish at the limit. I don't want to let down my sword. I don't want to admit defeat before I try my best."
Lin Qingying said.
These words seemed to be spoken to Li Hao, but also seemed to be spoken to herself.
Li Hao nodded and said: "It's just a competition, just try your best to fight."
Lin Qingying glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then her eyes fell on the pastry in his hand. She took the initiative to pick it up with her delicate hands, put it into her mouth and started eating, but her tone suddenly became a little relaxed:
"It tastes great. Where did you learn your craft?"
"I figured it out myself."
Li Hao smiled and started eating himself.
The bright moon shines, and the shadows are in pairs.
Lin Qingying asked: "I see you haven't practiced sword practice these days. Have you given up?"
She knew that training was hard, but Li Hao had a talent for swordsmanship, so she felt it would be a pity to give up.
"I'm practicing secretly." Li Hao smiled.
Lin Qingying was speechless and didn't say anything more. She just gently touched the sword in her hand and said: "Since my parents passed away, this sword has been with me."
Li Hao also looked at the sword in her hand and said softly: "Then it is really a considerate and good partner."
When Lin Qingying heard this, a smile appeared on her face, and she turned to look at Li Hao. The young man's face was half-dark in the moonlight, with deep outlines.
She glanced and withdrew her gaze.
There was another half to that sentence, but she didn't say it.
That is "before" and "now".
Now, it's not just the sword that keeps him company.
After the pastries were finished, under the quiet moonlight, Li Hao and Lin Qingying said goodbye and went to rest.
The next day.
The decisive battle of the Sword God War has arrived. This battle will determine the winner of the Sword God!
Even before reaching the Holy Mountain, you can feel the fiery atmosphere above.
Li Hao followed Lin Shanhai to arrive, and the disciples below were all excited and talking, and they were all speculating whether anyone could challenge the status of Holy Son Haoyue today, and who would win the second or third place.
Although the previous battle was fierce, no one knew if anyone was still hiding under the pressure box.
Today's confrontation is still about mutual selection.
But what is surprising about this choice is that both Linghuan Holy Son and Haoyue Holy Son chose Lin Qingying.
According to the rules, this gave Lin Qingying a bye first. Holy Son Haoyue and Holy Son Linghuan faced off first. The winner continued to challenge Lin Qingying, and the loser fought again to determine the second and third place.
As the confrontation between Holy Son Linghuan and Holy Son Haoyue began, I thought it would be a fierce battle, but in the end, the battle ended quickly. Holy Son Linghuan's sword intent was perfectly restrained by Holy Son Haoyue, and the divine eye of the sun and moon saw through With his phantom sword intention, he won quickly.
In this battle, Linghuan Holy Son is destined to only compete for second and third place, but not the first place.
The expected dark horse did not appear. The power displayed by the Holy Son of Haoyue was too strong and seemed to kill the miracle.
Then came the battle between Lin Qingying and Holy Son Haoyue.
"Do you know why I choose you one after another?"
Holy Son Haoyue looked at Lin Qingying, a smile appeared on his lips, but his eyes gradually became cold.
Lin Qingying frowned slightly, feeling the change in the other party. She had previously pursued him many times, but she had always rejected him. The other party still showed grace, but now, it seemed a little different.
"Combining with me, allowing me to cut off my passion and condense my ruthless sword heart, is a win-win situation. After I become a saint, I will also find a holy path for you, but you are too ignorant."
Holy Son Haoyue said that these words were transmitted through sound and could not be heard outside the venue.
"If you really have the ability to become a saint, why do you need to borrow my hand to become a saint yourself?"
Lin Qingying frowned.
Holy Son Haoyue sneered and said: "Don't say such big words. Cultivation is essentially robbery, taking pills and eating. Which one is not to strengthen oneself through external things? How can this be considered borrowing?"
Lin Qingying was silent and did not respond.
"It doesn't matter, even if you don't agree, I have my own way."
Holy Son Haoyue smiled.
Seeing the other party's smile, Lin Qingying felt a cold feeling and a bad premonition in her heart.
But she did not choose to admit defeat immediately. She took a deep breath. Now that she was on stage and embarked on this lonely sword path, she was destined to fight against the odds all the way. Even if she failed, she could still gain something. If she gave up, it would be true. Defeated.
As the magic circle condensed, this battle also broke out.
Bang!
Holy Son Haoyue suddenly made a move, and divine light erupted from his body. He returned to the ruins in front of Lin Qingying, and the forty-nine levels of Dao Domain condensed, directly crushing Lin Qingying's Dao Domain.
Then, his sword intent exploded, the sun and moon divine eyes focused on it, and he slashed directly at Lin Qingying.
Lin Qingying's pupils shrank, and the opponent burst out with all his strength. Such a posture had never been seen in previous battles.
Her Dao Domain quickly expanded, and her body transformed into the Soft Sword Intent. At the same time, the Tao Fetus rotated and merged with the Soft Sword Intent, quickly raising her state to its peak.
But Holy Son Haoyue's explosive attack was too strong, and the Sun-Moon Divine Sword seemed to contain the ultimate destructive power of yin and yang. This was the true sword intention of Holy Son Haoyue!
Bang!
The Soft Sword Intention transformed by Lin Qingying was instantly shattered. In front of the power of heaven and earth condensed by the Sword Intent of the Sun and Moon, it was dispersed to the extreme and had nothing to hide, and was directly suppressed.
With one sword strike, Lin Qingying was struck into the magic circle, spurting out blood.
"I wanted to get together and then break off our love. Since you don't want to, then I can only use more drastic methods to completely destroy you. Only by hurting you deeply enough can the break be more complete!"
Holy Son Haoyue said with cold eyes to Lin Qingying.
Lin Qingying's pupils shrank and she hurriedly wanted to escape, but her Dao domain was covered, and the opponent's Dao domain was far better than hers.
"you!"
Lin Qingying was shocked and angry. She didn't expect that the other party was so vicious and wanted to use her to kill her to develop her own swordsmanship.
"I admit..."
After her words came out, she suddenly found that she was isolated by the other party's domain.
Holy Son Haoyue's eyes were cold and he said: "You have no chance. Before I chose you, I had already planned to do this. To destroy my true love in front of everyone. This injury is too deep for me, too deep." It hurts, this is what I need!”
Hearing her words, Lin Qingying felt chills all over her body and felt sick at the same time.
Holy Son Haoyue strode towards her. Looking at the resentment in Lin Qingying's eyes, a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes: "Yes, it's this kind of hateful look. The more you are hurt, the more my heart hurts. I will kill you." The more thorough it is!”
He suddenly took action and stabbed Lin Qingying's abdomen with his sword, intending to destroy her Taoist body.
Lin Qingying was frightened and hurriedly parried, but a vast power emanated from Holy Son Haoyue, and the Dao Domain suppressed it. The Sun and Moon Sword Intent was integrated into the Dao Domain, allowing him to show a power far beyond that of other Holy Sons.
At this moment, Lin Qingying deeply realized the gap with her opponent.
If it were a normal sparring match, she would have chosen to admit defeat by now, and she would have no regrets about losing.
But now, she was completely restricted and couldn't even admit defeat.
"Um?"
At the same time, Yao Zu and others in the audience saw something and were a little surprised. The power displayed by Holy Son Haoyue was too strong and completely suppressed Lin Qingying.
Unless Lin Qingying has other means, she will definitely lose.
But Lin Qingying did not admit defeat and still resisted.
In fact, it seemed like he was completely suppressed.
"What's going on? Could Haoyue..."
An elder's eyes changed slightly, and when he saw Holy Son Haoyue stabbing Lin Qingying's Taoist body, he noticed something unusual.
The sword master also noticed it. He frowned slightly, but his eyes flickered but he made no sound.
On the floating seat, Li Hao also sensed that something was wrong. The methods displayed by Holy Son Haoyue at this moment were close to full power. Lin Qingying could not win.
Li Hao is quite familiar with how capable she is. She knows that she will lose, and she has also said that she will try her best to fight. She just wants to see the difference between them. But now, she has obviously seen this situation, and she should give up. It's impossible to hold on.
Whoosh!
Li Hao's figure flashed and appeared at the magic circle, coming to another place in front of Lin Qingying.
Lin Qingying noticed the figure that suddenly flew from outside the magic circle, with sadness in her eyes.
She knew she couldn't stop it.
Bang!
Holy Son Haoyue's sword thrust out suddenly, piercing Lin Qingying's abdomen and shattering her Taoist body.
"stop!!"
When Li Hao saw Lin Qingying's eyes, he understood instantly. His pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe that the fight between disciples could be so vicious!
(End of this chapter)