Chapter 790： first 10

Wang Qingshan once asked Sword Master Xiaoyao, what is the sword intent he understood? Xiaoyao Jianzun said that he couldn't see it either.

There are countless kinds of sword intent, and each type of sword intent has a different form of expression. The sword intent that Wang Qingshan understood is quite unique. He chose to practice swordsmanship in order to protect his clan, and his sword intent is related to his family.

Xiaoyao Jianzun has analyzed that in order for Wang Qingshan to fully unleash the power of the sword intent, he must first understand what the sword intent he understands is, I am invincible? Or do gods block and kill gods and Buddhas to block and kill Buddhas?

Wang Qingshan has been thinking about it all these years. What is the Sword Intent he realized, he himself can't figure it out, he knows it has something to do with the family, but he doesn't know exactly what it is.

Xiaoyao Jianzun used to follow the rules and practice according to the classics. He was regarded as an ordinary sword cultivator. Later, he burned all his kendo classics and forgot the moves of the sword art. The move, he named Xiaoyao Jianyi.

Wang Qingshan only had a preliminary understanding of the Sword Intent, but he did not know the true meaning of the Sword Intent. When he understood the true meaning of the Sword Intent, his strength would increase greatly.

Hai Xinshu's face became solemn. She never imagined that Wang Qingshan would actually comprehend Sword Intent. Generally speaking, comprehension of Sword Intent is related to personal experience, but any sword cultivator who can comprehend Sword Intent has a far-reaching strength. Sword repair is comparable.

She opened her mouth, and a red light flew out, turning into a crystal clear red flying sword with a flower pattern engraved on the hilt.

With a sound of "puff", a layer of red flames appeared on the surface of the red flying sword, and the temperature nearby suddenly rose.

The red flying sword shone brightly and turned into a red lotus flower with a height of about a foot. It quickly turned and flew towards Wang Qingshan.

The red lotus soon came to the Qingli sword, and the blue glass slashed at the red lotus.

The sound of "chi chi" breaking through the air sounded, the red lotus flower turned quickly, and countless red sword qi flew out and slashed towards the blue glass sword.

The surface of the blue glass sword was covered with a large azure glow. The blue glow seemed to have some kind of mysterious power. The red sword energy poured into the blue glass sword.

Haixinshuliu frowned, the sword technique changed, and the red lotus flower recovered its body, merged with the nine red flying swords, turned into a red giant sword more than ten feet long, and slashed towards the blue glass sword.

Keng!

The two swords collided, making a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing.

The blue glass sword kept shaking, as if it could not resist the red giant sword.

Wang Qingshan knew very well that he couldn't win against Hai Xinshu if he used mana.

He pinched a strange sword technique, and an amazing sword intent rushed out of his body, and phantoms of cyan flying swords appeared all over his body.

The phantom of each flying sword slowly materialized, emitting a dazzling blue light, like a real entity, with a flash of aura. Thousands of blue flying swords flew towards the blue glass sword one after another, becoming one with the blue glass sword.

The size of Qinglijian skyrocketed, and the red giant sword flew out, turning into ten red flying swords halfway through, floating in front of Hai Xinshu, and the spiritual light was slightly dim.

"Sword Qi materialized! To be able to comprehend this secret kendo technique at such a young age is not bad. It is worthy of being the named disciple of Fellow Daoist Ye."

Du Yunlong praised with a look of approval on his face.

The realization of sword qi is a relatively common kendo secret technique. When this technique is used in the fight, the power of the sword technique can be increased by 20%. This secret technique depends on the person. Realization is nothing.

The young woman in the green dress smiled indifferently and said nothing.

"Wang Qingshan wins."

Following the referee's fall, Hai Xinshe retracted the flying sword and said to Wang Qingshan, "Young Daoyou Wang is superb in swordsmanship, let's discuss it another day."

"good."

The fourth round of competition was over, seven people advanced to the next round, and the other seven competed for the eighth, ninth, and tenth rankings. Onlookers were more concerned about the battle for the top seven.

Among the top seven sword cultivators, five were disciples of Wanjianmen. Apart from Wang Qingshan, there was also Han Tianlei, a disciple of Taiyi Xianmen.

"Beat me and you'll be ranked third."

Li Rui took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

Han Tianrui looked at the rostrum, Du Yunlong nodded and said, "Li Rui is the disciple of this old man. He does have this ability. Of course, if others think they have the ability to rank third, they can compete with Rui Er."

Du Yunlong has spoken, and the other four sword cultivators at the Core Stage will naturally not say no. The ranking of the Sword Fighting Tournament is just a false name. If Li Rui said that he was the first, the other four sword cultivators at the core stage would not have any opinion.

The rewards of the Sword Fighting Tournament are rich to outsiders, but nothing to the disciples of Wanjianmen.

Speaking of the third, it is mainly to give yourself some retreat. All things are interdependent and there are no absolutes in the world. Don't talk too much.

"Han would like to experience Li Daoyou's swordsmanship."

Han Tianlei took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

Li Rui smiled lightly and flew to a ring, followed by Han Tianlei.

At the beginning of the competition, Han Tianlei slapped the yellow giant sword behind him, and the yellow giant sword flew out of the scabbard and hovered above his head.

Han Tianlei pinched his fingers endlessly, and struck several swordsmanships on the yellow giant sword.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, the ground shook violently, and pieces of yellow stones flew up, quickly gathered together, and turned into a red-yellow giant sword.

Li Rui's face became solemn, and when he opened his mouth, thirteen red flying swords flew out, turning into a red giant sword more than ten feet long, and the sword body was wrapped in a layer of red flames.

Around him, red sword shadows appeared and slowly materialized. At the same time, the flying swords of most sword cultivators swayed violently, trying to fly out of their scabbards.

"Sword Intent!"

Wang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and Li Rui also realized the sword intent.

Du Yunlong smiled indifferently, the young woman in the green dress looked as usual.

After thousands of red flying swords poured into the red giant sword, the red giant sword instantly turned into a sky-high giant sword.

"Cut."

The two of them shouted almost at the same time, they have the same cultivation level, there is no need to test, they are the strongest attack.

The yellow giant sword collided with the red giant sword, and a powerful wave erupted The two swords were at a standstill.

Li Rui didn't intend to delay for too long. With a pinch of the magic trick, his body quickly shriveled, like a thin piece of paper, submerged in the red giant sword, the secret technique of combining human and sword.

The yellow light on Han Tianlei's body released a lot, turned into a yellow light, and sank into the yellow giant sword.

The red giant sword let out a crisp sound of sword cries, and most of the sword cultivators' flying swords flew out of their scabbards.

The light of the red giant sword rose sharply, and a small crack appeared on the surface of the yellow giant sword.

"Boom!"

With a deafening muffled sound, the yellow giant sword flew out instantly.

With a flash of yellow light, Han Tianlei fell out of the yellow giant sword and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The red light flashed, and Li Rui landed in front of Han Tianlei, holding a red giant sword in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you won."

Han Tianlei sighed lightly and cupped his hands.

Li Rui smiled indifferently, clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, accept it."

The flying swords suspended in mid-air fell one after another and fell back into the original owner's scabbard.

Li Rui looked at Wang Qingshan with a hint of fanaticism.

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