Xuanxia

Chapter 808 Infinite
Zhao Hao, can't use a sword.

All he had learned were martial arts and leg techniques, and swordsmanship was completely unknown to him.

Therefore, when he faced his father, the movement of swinging the sword was not much different from a child swinging a wooden sword around.

But King Xishuo... was actually forced to retreat step by step!

He had a sullen face and some surprise in his eyes. He held the scabbard of the King's Sword in front of him, but he still kept retreating!

There was no sword energy or sword light coming out of the ceremonial sword, but when Zhao Hao swung it, that inexplicable force always surged like a mountain or a sea and repelled King Xishuo!

King Xishuo was able to barely offset most of the force with the scabbard of the royal sword in his hand, but despite this, the white mist on his body began to dissipate.

"Be careful!"

He finally couldn't help but said in a deep voice: "I gave you the sword of courtesy, not for you to use against your own father!"

"I know I know!"

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and swung his sword again, then laughed bitterly: "Are you telling me that since I am powerless to resist anyway, I might as well think about the good of you as a father - since you have the scabbard, why not use the courtesy sword to win over my son who is still somewhat useful, right!"

After saying that, he swung his sword hard again!

The sword was extremely powerful. It not only dispersed most of the white mist on King Xishuo's body and made him stagger back, but also knocked down all of his subordinates behind him who were surrounded by blood and in great pain.

All the blood in their bodies was wiped out by this sword, and the bloodshot in their eyes also disappeared. Their madness disappeared, and they lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

After King Xishuo took several steps back, his breathing finally became heavier.

"Be careful..."

He slowly raised his head and said in a deep voice: "I was wrong before. You... have great potential."

As he spoke, the Buddhist robe lining his body began to emit a soft white glow, and the white mist that had been dispersed on his body condensed again.

Zhao Hao sneered: "What's the point of saying this now! All your men have fallen, so surrender to the law, father!"

After saying that, he stabbed out with the sword again.

King Xishuo had a stern face, drew the scabbard in his hand, and actually faced the ceremonial sword.

The enormous force made him spit out blood, but he did not retreat this time. Instead, with the help of the white mist all over his body, he forced himself to rush forward holding the scabbard!
Zhao Hao's pupils shrank.

He could feel a huge suction force coming from the scabbard, which was about to suck the ritual sword away!

He couldn't let go, but he couldn't resist this force either.

Zheng!
With a sound of sword ringing, the ceremonial sword actually pierced into the scabbard of the royal sword accurately and was firmly sucked into it!

Zhao Hao widened his eyes and tried to pull out the sword, but he couldn't pull it out.

King Xishuo smiled coldly.

He said nothing, but just held the scabbard and tried to pull back the scabbard and the ceremonial sword.

But...it didn't move.

Zhao Hao's face turned red, and he held the hilt of the ceremonial sword tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.

The sword and the scabbard were tightly gripped together, with one person holding the hilt and the other holding the end of the scabbard, forming a stalemate.

King Xishuo narrowed his eyes.

"Father..."

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go! You taught me so many things, why do you want to do such a thing!"

"Have you forgotten all about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness?"

He shouted, "Have you forgotten everything you taught me?"

King Xishuo said in a deep voice: "I, your father, have certainly not forgotten. What I have done for you is truly in accordance with propriety, valuing benevolence and righteousness, and being both loyal and righteous..."

"fart!"

Zhao Hao interrupted his father with a roar: "You are a traitor now!"

He suddenly raised his leg and was about to kick King Xishuo. At this moment, a violent gust of wind blew over, blowing the two of them apart. They had no time to react and were blown away by the wind.

This gust of wind also blew the remaining people in the square into pieces, and the buildings and walls of the Xuanmeng were torn and collapsed in this violent wind.

Not only that, it even blew into Luoyi City, blowing down a large number of houses and buildings around Xuanmeng.

If the people here had not been evacuated long ago, this gust of wind alone would have caused countless casualties in the city!

The source of this gust of wind was naturally Fu Qingzhou and Hua Wuying who were in a fierce battle.

In fact, Hua Wuying no longer knew what he was doing at this time.

His mind was half blurred, his whole body was numb, and the movements of swinging his sword were completely subconscious.

No...or rather, it was Yijian who led him in this battle.

Every time the sword flashed, every time Fu Qingzhou waved his arm, the world seemed to tremble slightly.

They can't hurt each other.

The speed of the two was getting faster and faster. The straight lines drawn by the swords were densely packed like a net, pressing towards Fu Qingzhou one after another, but were dissolved by invisible forces.

Fu Qingzhou's hand left an afterimage, and the starlight in his three eyes was dazzling, but the power that was enough to destroy everything inexplicably dissipated when it approached Hua Wuying.

That strong wind was not the wind and waves caused by the collision of the two people's power, but the strong wind naturally caused by the waving swords and waving hands!
In this gust of wind, Huijue and Jiang Baichuan, who were already half dead, had to cover their faces and retreat, hiding in the ruins.

However, Huijue was still smiling, while Jiang Baichuan's eyes were extremely solemn.

So, when Hua Wuying was almost exhausted again, he suddenly heard a voice.

"The spiritual connection is unstoppable, the changes are unpredictable, the sword shadows are real and unreal, the chaos is full of sharpness, and the charm is contained in the heavens!"

He started, barely waking up from his groggy state.

This is... Jiang Baichuan's voice? !

Before he could react, the voice continued reading.

"In the beginning of chaos, when the mind moved, the stars moved, and when the qi moved, the rivers flowed backwards. Once the thought came out, all the swords belonged to me!"

Hua Wuying's mind suddenly exploded.

He didn't know what this was, but he knew that this thing... was related to the Hundred Sword Techniques.

In fact, it is very likely that Jiang Baichuan realized the higher sword art after breaking through the strange state of "only me".

Do you want to use it?
No need?
If not...

Hua Wuying looked at Fu Qingzhou, who was standing a few steps in front of him and looked almost inhuman.

He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Read faster!"

In the ruins, Jiang Baichuan smiled tiredly and quickened his chanting: "It implies the breath of the universe, integrates the key points of creation, sees the universe in the dust, and realizes eternity in an instant..."

Not far away, Huijue stopped smiling.

He tilted his head to look at Jiang Baichuan, as if he wanted to do something.

But in the end, he just lowered his eyes and said to himself: "Forget it... Things have come to this point. What the Buddhist has experienced is all God's will."

On the other side, as Jiang Baichuan's mental mantra was poured into Hua Wuying's mind, his sword became more and more fierce and faster.

Finally, after the thousands of straight lines accumulated to the limit, they suddenly shrank into a point.

It rotated and condensed, and finally stopped in front of Fu Qingzhou.

Fu Qingzhou's three eyes stared at it at the same time, his body froze and his arms stopped waving.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still.

Then, that point seemed to be a new world blooming, releasing endless light and illuminating everything.

(End of this chapter)