Douluo's power can control

Chapter 451 Ten miles of sword energy is like a vast sea, and a sharp edge falls to nine days
In the bamboo forest, a small tea house

The Atomic Warrior sat cross-legged in the tea house, quietly closing his eyes and meditating.

In front of him, there is a stone table with a tea set on it.

An old man sat on the other side, slowly making tea and tasting himself.

Clang!
Suddenly, the samurai sword next to the atomic warrior trembled.

The blade trembled violently, and the vibrating scabbard made a crisp sound.

That was the sound of the knife, and it came out of feeling, as if it triggered a collision on some air mechanism.

"Come on..."

The old man glanced at the Atomic Warrior, and saw that the other party was still resting with his eyes closed, so he couldn't help but nodded. This quietness is very precious.

The sword god sweeps the world and the swordsmen come all the way. I don't know how many sword masters and sword masters have been defeated by him. His power is unprecedented and unprecedented!
The Atomic Samurai is the strongest swordsman of the Juggernaut Society.

At the same time, he is also the last target of Juggernaut Tokisaki Kuroshi.

For this battle, Atomic Warrior specially invited him to help adjust his state.

For three days in a row, I tasted tea every day, and adjusted my state to the peak in the tea atmosphere.

And the more extreme it is, the more calm and flat the atomic warrior's state will be.

But the old man knew that under this silence, hidden was a peerless murderous intent.

Whoa!

At this time, a young man in a martial arts uniform brought a scroll. After the old man opened it, he looked at the names recorded on the scroll and couldn't help feeling a sense of wonder.

"Fujidao Yagyu, Head of Jujian Sect, King of Three Lightning Swords, Patriarch of Kobayashi Family, Three Elders of Zhan Tie Dao, Flying Sword Club Hundred Thousand Rain Sword Formation, Sword Master of Akiba, Sword Master of Dragon Slayer, Seventh Master of Demon Sword... ..."

The old man was amazed.

Those on the scroll are all sword masters who have fallen in the hands of the sword god.

That person hit the door one after another, with a black knife in his hand, no one can beat him, no one can stop him!
Even now, when the old man is sitting in the tea house, he can feel that a shocking sword energy has come from afar, like the rays of the sun, overwhelming and boundless!
He got up, raised his finger and wiped lightly on the tea set.

Whoa!
Suddenly, the tea gurgled and turned into a sword of clear tea in the hands of the old man.

"Jasmine fragrance, chrysanthemum remains, the flowers fall to the heart..."

The old man smiled, and with a flick of his fingers, the water sword turned into a wisp of tea mist and flew away.

boom!
In the next second, the vast sword energy pervading between the heaven and the earth suddenly burst open.

I saw that there was an energy between the sky and the earth, standing straight up, like a pillar of heaven, and like a mouth of a sword of heaven, horizontally in front of the sea of ​​sword energy that filled the ten directions.

"Old man, you will die..."

At this time, the Atomic Warrior spoke.

He was still closing his eyes and meditating, but he couldn't help but uttered a word.

There was a touch of concern in the calmness, but there was also a bit of hidden deep reverence.

Knowing that he must die, he still wanted to make a move, just for the pride and pursuit of the swordsman.

Throughout life, there are always some obsessions that cannot be let go.

Some for money, some for lust, some for morality, some for power...

And a pure swordsman, for only four words: a stronger sword!

In the world of swordsmanship, there is no strongest, only stronger!

So what about the sword master, what about the sword master, there is always someone who is stronger!
And this spirit of constant pursuit is the obsession of the swordsman.

Even though he has already stood on the top of the peak, he still wants to see the sky!
And if he can die under a stronger sword in his later years, it will be the best destination for a swordsman...

"I'm not for you..."

The old man smiled indifferently, turned around and said something to the Atomic Warrior.

Then, he turned around and looked at the torrent of sword energy whistling between the sky and the earth, with fanaticism and longing in his eyes.

That's great!
To be able to die under such a sword, there is nothing to ask for in life!

"Three thousand flying flowers cut rivers and rivers, and a little tea mist breaks the universe. Today is the day of my death!"

The old man laughed loudly, jumped up, raised his hand and waved his sword finger, and a rusty iron sword flew out of the woodshed outside the teahouse.

The iron sword cut through the sky in an instant and fell into the hands of the old man.

In the next second, the edge of the sword trembled, and countless gaps were cracked on the iron sword, and in the gaps, strands of brilliant silver light came out.

Boom!
In the end, all the rust on the iron sword shattered, revealing the true colors of the iron sword.

It was a bright silver sword, showing the shape of a cross sword, but it was a little different.

With a wave of the old man's hand, flying flowers rolled up on the ground, and clouds and mists fell from the sky. They converged in one place, turned into flying flowers and sword mist, and turned into three thousand torrents, which swept out amidst the galloping, and crashed into the sea of ​​sword energy.

A loud bang!
The surging sword energy is like the water in the vast sea, shooting out thousands of waves.

The old man swung his sword horizontally, breaking through the huge waves, as if cutting off the sky and the earth.

That kind of huge formation really makes people wonder and fear at a glance.

At this moment, the old man has already sacrificed his full strength!
He poured everything he had into the cross sword in his hand, into the mist of the flying sword.

As soon as he struck out with his sword, a torrent of sword energy swept across the sky, turning into three thousand flying flowers, blooming sharply amidst the splendor, cutting off and piercing the huge waves of heavy swords.

boom!
In the end, the old man went in, stepped into the sea of ​​swords, and never looked back...

……

Ten miles away, the old man's white clothes were in tatters, as if he had been pierced by thousands of swords.

He came to Li Si step by step, and raised his finger tremblingly.

Crossing the sea of ​​swords for ten miles is like crossing the sky, how difficult it is.

In order to come here, the sword in the old man's hand was shattered, the bones in his body were broken, his white clothes were in tatters, and his flesh and blood were cut to pieces. He was about to die, so sad, but his eyes were extremely bright.

The old man at this moment, although he didn't have a sword in his hand, was like a sword.

His sword intent was polished and sublimated by the scour of sword energy all over the sky.

Although his life is almost gone, his tyrannical sharpness is unprecedentedly terrifying in this life!
"Xiaosheng, did you come here just to stab me with a sword?"

Li Si looked at the old man calmly and said.

The old man was stunned for a moment by the epigenetic sentence, and then he understood it immediately.

There was nothing to be surprised about, the old man knew that the person in front of him told him that the other person might be far older than him.

But this is not important, because in the eyes of the old man now, only he and the sword...

I saw that the old man raised his hand and pointed his sword, and with the surging sword energy, he slashed at Li Si's heart.

"I want to compete with the sword in your heart!"

He is very straightforward, because his life is not long!
As soon as the words fell, the sword energy condensed, and a three-inch glow appeared on the fingertips.

An inch of awn grows white flowers, condensed in one place, in which three thousand flying flowers and a bowl of water mist can be seen, prosperous and splendid, simple...

puff!
In the end, the old man's fingertips pierced Li Si's heart,
Then, the sword broke and the person died...

There was no sign, no stalemate, it was an instant.

The old man's eyes widened, a little hard to accept, and then he suddenly understood.

He seemed to understand why those who fell under the sword of the man in front of him were willing to call him the sword god.

If you use a noun to describe it, the old man would say: the egg hits the stone!

At that moment of contact, the old man's sword heart and sword intent condensed all the energy and spirit, turned into the final sword, hit the opponent's heart, and directly collided with the sword in the opponent's heart.

Then, without any accident, the old man's sword heart was broken, the old man's sword intent was broken, and the old man's life was lost, without any accident...

He died with a smile on his face, as if he was euthanized after satisfying a certain obsession.

"Every heart and sword intent are unrivaled in the world!"

Li Si looked at the corpse of the old man sitting down, and sighed in admiration.

Then, he spit out another sentence, saying:

"It's a pity that my sword is the law of the gods, standing on the sky..."

The sword of the world can cut mortals, beasts, monsters, rivers, atmosphere, mountains and seas!
And the sword in the sky is not so fancy, there are only two words, zhanyue...

Afterwards, Li Si bypassed the old man's body and continued to walk in the direction of the teahouse.

Behind him, the old man's body was scattered into dust in a gust of wind, and fell in all directions.

His body turned into dust, because everything was cut into pieces by that sword, shattered into nothingness.

With a black sleeve knife on his waist, Li Si walked towards the tea house step by step.

His speed is not fast, just the speed of ordinary people.

However, with every step he takes, the sea of ​​sword energy permeating his body will become bigger and bigger.

If he were allowed to walk ten miles, the sea of ​​sword energy would probably cover the sky and sun, and drown the universe for thousands of miles.

And most importantly, Li Si didn't use his divine power.

What he used was only the realm of the Dao of the Great Swordsman and the sword intent of absolute cutting.

Even his physical strength remained at the level of a mortal, and he did not step into the god level.

And the power of divine consciousness can't be condensed, only the most primitive spiritual will to use sword intent.

But even so, the momentum he accumulated from victories all the way, under the birth of the sword state and sword intent, created this vast ocean of sword energy!
Every circle of the sea of ​​sword energy means that Li Si's sword state and sword intent are stronger.

And in this overwhelming sword energy, there are hundreds of sword techniques and sword intents, all of which are left over from the sword masters who fought against him.

By doing this, Li Si obviously wanted to use this challenging road to break through the sword realm.

After all, he has been trapped in the realm of great swordsman for many years, and he has long wanted to break through again.

After a while, three young people appeared in front of Li Si.

They are the three disciples of Atomic Warrior, standing in front of Li Si tremblingly at this moment.

It can be seen that they are trembling all over while carrying it hard in the sea of ​​sword energy, but the hands holding the sword are very calm.

Even if you don't become a talent, you still have some shining points...

Bang~
In the next second, Li Si took a step forward, his eyes flashing slightly.

Clang!Clang!clang

In an instant, three streams of solid sword energy fell, instantly shattering the swords in the hands of the three.

"I'm not interested in you, back off..."

Destruction of the sword is like a great shame!

However, this kind of insult is only limited to the status of the same seniority or not much difference.

But now in this state, the three swords were broken, but they didn't feel any humiliation.

Because the person who cut off the sword in their hands is the sword god.

The aloof sword god far surpassed the level of the three of them who didn't know how far away.

Just three sword qi fell, they didn't even have the ability to resist.

They will not feel humiliated, but will have a strong sense of shame!
Is it not enough talent?Is it hard enough?
Why, even a mere sword energy can't stop it!
If the other party hadn't intended to kill, otherwise, their heads would have fallen to the ground.

The three looked at the debris on the ground, and suddenly their bodies stopped shaking.

For a moment, they became extremely quiet.

Even when Li Si bypassed them, they didn't make any move.

After a long time, after Li Si left, a man like a transvestite said:
"Damn it, I'm a coward!"

"The moment I gave up the attack, I felt relieved in my heart!"

After saying a word, the human demon swordsman knelt down fiercely, tears streaming down his face, it was hard to stop!
He was crying for his incompetence, and he was also crying for his split sword heart and sword will.

The other two were also silent for a moment, because they were also...

……

Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang!Clang...

Li Si walked all the way, and there were constantly masters of swordsman along the way.

But no matter who it is, they can't block a sword in front of him.

The difference is too big!
Rumble!
Suddenly, the mountains became turbulent, like an earth dragon turning over.

I saw that a big purple centipede came out from the ground, soared into the sky, and then fell down with a bang.

At that moment, as if the sky pillar had collapsed, the earth and the mountains and rivers were shaking.

"Human swordsmen, do most of the elites gather here?!"

The big centipede opened his mouth, and excitedly spit out such a sentence.

At this moment, due to the ferment of the sword god Tokisaki Kushi's incident, there are already many people around.

They are either Li Si's defeated generals, or kendo masters who have not yet fought against him, or martial arts masters who have made achievements in other fields, such as Liushuiyan Broken Fist Grandmaster, Whirlwind Tiezhan Fist Grandmaster, Martial Arts Madman, Martial arts geniuses, etc.

Many people are almost all elites in the field of human martial arts.

They were not targeted by Jian Qihai because they did not step into Li Si's route.

So they are watching the battle, and they are also witnessing the rise and bloom of a legend.

However, such a situation naturally attracted some bad customers.

For example, this big centipede is also the dragon-level monster elder centipede.

"It's so big! It's like a mountain!"

"How can such a weirdo win?!"

"Elder Centipede, I know him, a dragon-level weirdo who was almost killed by the blast!"

"What?! It's actually a dragon-level weirdo!"

"Damn it! You can only defeat such a weirdo by dispatching a number of S-class heroes from the association!"

Everyone was shocked, and then many people dispersed to avoid being affected.

However, some people stayed behind, ready to deal with the dragon-level weirdo Elder Centipede.

Among them are the two brothers Bangu and Bangpu. Although they are old, they still have the power to fight!
But soon, everyone was defeated, because they couldn't break the elder centipede's shell at all.

It's so tough, it's an absolute defense!

Clang!
Just when everyone was at a loss, the sword energy all over the sky condensed and formed above the nine heavens, turned into a sharp edge and fell, piercing straight through Elder Centipede...

(End of this chapter)