Chapter 892

The holy weapon that shocked Wu Qiong is naturally the sword "light wind and sparse moon" worn by Bai Muhan, the saint of floating cloud sword.

Three hundred years later, Bai Muhan challenged the national master Yang Shu again and used the invisible sword he had learned through hard work. It was still completely disintegrated by the national master Yang Shu's half move. So far, he had no fighting spirit and abandoned the sword. This light wind and sparse moon with the level of Chinese Holy ware was also handed over to Tang Lichuan by the national master Yang Shu.

However, Yang Shu instructed that the sword was forbidden by him, so that Tang Lichuan could not untie the prohibition when his strength did not reach a certain level, otherwise he would be eaten by the sword Qi.

He knew his own strength and that of Bai Muhan. Although Bai Muhan was defeated by the national master Yang Shu, his strength was still the most powerful among the swordsmen of the Kirin empire. Tang Lichuan didn't think of using light wind to disperse the moon in a short time.

Now, like the nine ancient swords of the iron mountain family, this sword escaped completely by self will, not Tang Lichuan's instigation.

"Does this sword feel the pressure of that sword and feel that it has been provoked and must come forward to compete?"

Tang Lichuan stared at the famous sword in front of him, and felt quite speechless about the dispute between weapons.

The light wind and the sparse moon floated in the air, sending out a burst of dissatisfied buzzing. Even through the prohibition set by Yang Shu, Tang Lichuan could still feel the strong power of this famous sword.

"Is it urging me to unseal it?"

Although Tang Lichuan hasn't completely subdued the sword, he has also communicated with the spirit of nine ancient swords. He can see some signs of his reaction to the famous sword.

It's just that the national master Yang Shu once told him not to listen. It's easy to unseal, but he doesn't have such a great ability to seal this holy weapon and famous sword with strong spirit.

Whether to unseal the sword or not, Tang Lichuan fell into a contradictory struggle for a time.

Bai Muhan's sword has a sharp sense of war. Tang Lichuan doesn't make a decision for a moment. It keeps sending out the sword idea, and even sends out the buzzing sound of the sword to express his dissatisfaction.

"The 'eternal hatred' sealed in the sculpture doesn't look like an ordinary product. If you can break the secret of eternal hatred by removing the imprisonment of light wind and sparse moon, you may get another rare famous Feng! And my strength may not be better than Bai Muhan, but I have made great progress. If you use the supreme skill of dry sky to suppress it, you may not be able to forcibly take back this sword."

After thinking for a moment, Tang Lichuan finally made a decision and hit the unsealing secret skill handed down by the national teacher Yang Shuchuan towards the light wind and the moon. Suddenly, a sense of Qingsheng sword rushed straight into the nine days. The surging air waves were like water waves, and instantly spread to ten miles away.

"It's really not reassuring. Such a big noise will inevitably lead to monsters in tianwu territory!"

Seeing the irrecoverable fluctuation of the sword, Tang Lichuan sighed in his heart. Regardless of whether the holy sword determined to fight understood it or not, he said in a helpless tone, "hurry up if you want to do something. I don't want to be chased by a group of monsters in tianwu!"

As soon as the words fell, the light wind and the sparse moon suddenly condensed a strong sword meaning. The sword meaning condensed into the essence. At a glance, Tang Lichuan almost bit his tongue: "the floating cloud sword Saint Bai Muhan! You... No, no, this is not himself, but the illusion formed by the sword meaning branded in the sword!"

At the beginning, Tang Lichuan was really bullied by the authenticity of the phantom and the breath of not losing tianwu territory. He almost thought that Bai Muhan had directly transmitted it through the sword.

But when he looked closely, he found that the illusory figure was actually full of pure sword meaning.

In the light wind and sparse moon, the meaning of the sword turned into shape, and the eternal hatred on the opposite side was not vague. The same level of authority broke out. An old man in white with white beard and detached style appeared in a floating manner.

"Sword Fairy Li Si! Is that sword the sword of Sword Fairy Li Si?"

Seeing the old man's face, Tang Lichuan really looked crazy. The figure condensed from the sword meaning of eternal hatred was actually Li Si, the sword fairy who broke the void and soared to the upper world in the legend of the Kirin empire!

The old as like as two peas of the sword in the Kirin Empire, and even in many sword and sects, there is a statue of a generation of sword immortals. Tang Lichuan will never admit it.

"But isn't Li Si's last sword 'Shaohua white head'? And he hasn't changed it until he broke the void. Is it difficult to recast a sword because his sword broke when he broke the void?"

Tang Lichuan couldn't figure out the key hole, so he shook his head and stopped thinking. As for seeing Li Si's phantom appear here, Tang Lichuan was not so surprised. Since he knew that the so-called "flying" was the wishful thinking of people who broke Xingdao, both flying and those who used crossing tools like him would finally come to this interface called the boundary of heaven and earth, The legendary sword fairy who broke through the void is no exception.

The short thought was immediately pulled back by the two opposing sword Qi. When he looked back, Bai Muhan and Li Si, who were formed by the cohesion of the sword, used their sword moves to fight. Tang Lichuan was stunned by their exquisite moves and flawless demolition.

Although the two people use their swords to move, the power is not as powerful as their own, but the intention of the sword move has reached 100%, which is no different from that of a real person.

Every move of the sword moves is exquisite and flexible. It's like an immortal dancing a sword and coming out of the dust. The sword moves that are waved like clouds and flowing water only exist in the nine days. It's hard to hear in the world.

"This is Bai Muhan's four seasons River rain sword technique! Feng Lingao has used this move!"

Tang Lichuan's mind moved and recognized the sword move. Seeing this move again as a bystander, he only felt that his eyes were wide open. Moreover, Bai Muhan's sword moves were much more mature than Feng Lingao's, and many tricks that Feng Lingao didn't understand were spilled out by the sword. Tang Lichuan kept his eyes on it and kept the sword move firmly in his mind. As for the rest exquisite sword meaning, Only later can you understand it. Now remember the moves first.

"Breaking the sky and startling the flood! Nine sky Galaxy! Proud snow and frost!"

The moves that only appeared in the rumors reappeared in front of him. With the fighting between the two sword ideas, Tang Lichuan was lucky to witness the unique moves of the two swordsmen of the Kirin Empire, which was an unspeakable shock in his heart.

"Bold! How dare you steal sword moves!"

The master of Yumian palace yelled at Tang Lichuan. He drilled out of Tang Lichuan's sleeve and turned into a human shape. His hands worked with Xuanli and roared towards Wu Qiong who memorized the sword move not far away.

This woman also has a heart. She knows that Tang Lichuan's enemies can't learn such exquisite sword skills secretly, so she takes the initiative to share Tang Lichuan's worries.

Just as the master of Yumian palace had just gathered his martial arts skills, two sword Qi suddenly rolled out and hit her. The master of Yumian palace was immediately shrouded in a silver light. He was so scared that he couldn't move before he could do it!

Pop! A burst of blood splashed and dyed the jade face red. The palace master's bloodless pretty face.

"Master! Your hand!"

The leader of Yumian palace was excited by the hot blood, but he saw Tang Lichuan stretch out his left hand in front of her. His palm had been torn open by two sword Qi, and his blood was rolling.

"Just step back and don't use your moves. That guy doesn't have to take care of it. Let him go for the time being."

Tang Lichuan's complexion remained unchanged. He took back his injured palm and locked himself in the sword fight in front without blinking. Wu Qiong, who secretly learned moves, should cook, but not now