Turns Out I’m A Big Cultivator

"The sword is broken forever!"

"One sword chaos!"

"No trace of destruction!"

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Above the sky, the sword master's voice sounded, and the magical power of swordsmanship pierced through the heaven and the earth like a rainbow. Each style killed the law, and the power of Heavenly Dao had to give way to it, and the starry sky was turbulent.

However, although these kendo supernatural powers are powerful, they can't be used in front of Jiāng Liú. Every time they burst out, Jiāng Liú will hold the long sword in his hand and appear in the posture of chopping wood, cutting out the meaning of destruction!

The sword master's face was distorted, and he roared in disbelief, "This is impossible! How could this be?"

"Although you have a ninth life body, you just borrowed the power of your previous life, not to mention... this power is not perfect!" Jiāng Liú had a solemn face and a deep tone.

He got the guidance of an expert, and even became a full-time woodcutter of an expert, chopped wood every day, enlightened Dao in it, and gained the supernatural power of the willow tree, enough to suppress the supernatural power of the sword master!

"and……"

Jiāng Liú's gaze fell on the killing sword in the hands of the sword master, "I am the master of this sword now!"

After the words, he raised his hand sharply at the Slaughter Sword.

"Keng!"

The Slaughter Sword trembled, broke free from the lost sword master, and directly came to Jiāng Liú's hand.

"Sun Yao Qiankun!"

"Baolian Shenhuo, burn all the world!"

It was also at this moment that Jun Jun Daoist and others saw the right time and directly used their magical powers, and their endless power led the law to annihilate the space around the sword master, and there was a world of destruction!

In Nuwa's hands, the Baolian Lantern rose in the sky, bursting into colorful flames, turning into endless burning power, burning the sky and letting the space evaporate!

The terrifying heat rises, and I want to refine the sword master!

"Hahaha, hahaha—"

The sword master came back to his senses, looking a little crazy, with long hair hanging down, his face twisted, and a wild laugh.

He raised his own long sword, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

This step, stepping in the void, but also as if stepping on the avenue, waves of waves rippling away, turning into terrifying pressure, raging in all directions.

The soaring Sword Qi caused the world to shake, and it also caused everyone's supernatural powers to stagnate, which was blocked by the Sword intent!

"How unfair is destiny!"

"Also, the ninth generation body, this time is my own magical powers."

The sword master's voice contained boundless desolation, like a hero at the end, releasing his last brilliance.

He sipped, "The sword is forever!"

Hum!

Time and space began to boil like boiling water, and the invincible Sword intent broke out and turned into a blue dragon around, raging away, shattering all the magical powers!

This is an invincible blow, this sword... Extinct Wanfa, above the law, close to the avenue!

It's just that after destroying everyone's supernatural powers, it disperses on its own, like a breeze passing by.

There was a trace of palpitations and trances in everyone's eyes. They looked at the sword master with complex colors in their eyes.

At this moment, even Xiao Chengfeng's expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand was held in awe.

Jiāng Liú was also silent. He looked at the sword master and treated it like a swordsman.

The Sword Master’s this strike was in response to what Jiāng Liú said just now.He has his own kendo, and the kendo is very strong, his brilliance is enough to suppress opponents of the same rank!

However, he suffered from the reincarnation of the Supreme, unable to bloom his own glory, and once it bloomed, it was when he was suppressed by the Supreme!

If not, he would not take the sword of killing, trying to use the power of another supreme to suppress the supreme in his body!

Jiāng Liú sighed, feeling sad for the sword master.

As a swordsman, he can naturally feel the bleakness of the sword master, and his experience is definitely a torture for the swordsman that is not as good as death!

"I'm back, after the ninth lifetime, I will be born again!"

But at this moment, a strange force in the sword master's body began to rise, and a hoarse voice came out, looking a little old.

His breath has also undergone a great change, he is no longer aggressive, and becomes ethereal and introverted.

But undoubtedly, it is even more terrifying.

The big Elder trembled, his pupils shrank into stitches, his lips trembled, and he said in awe: "Old...Old Sword Master!"

The other people in the sword cliff are also nervously worshipping, "Meet the old sword master!"

Zhang Jianya was created by the first sword master, and no one has seen the old sword master.

However, there is a legend about the reincarnation of the sword master who holds the sword cliff as the supreme.

Everyone was terrified.

After all, this is supreme!

Absolutely invincible in this world, and still the supreme before eternal!

An invisible pressure spread, pressing on everyone's heart, making everyone in the audience afraid to move, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

This is the supreme power, from another level of crushing power!

Although there is no release, it already makes people feel unable to contend.

boom!

He gently raised his hand and pressed it down.

A terrifying force suddenly burst, suppressing Nuwa and others, shooting them down from the air, spewing blood, and no resistance!

Jun Jun Daoist's eyes showed horror.

The aura of this sword master is stronger than the previous world alliance leader and spirit master. After all, the world alliance leader cannot be regarded as the supreme master, and the spirit master is just a ray of remnant soul.

This sword master was reincarnated, with the power of the ninth generation, and the strength is naturally stronger!

Others showed a look of despair and a breath of silence on their bodies.

The sword master looked at Jiāng Liú and said, "I really have to thank you, your swordsmanship is very good, you are qualified to be my swordsman!"

He was aloof, as if giving alms, announcing orders.

Jiāng Liú shook his head, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, "Swordsman who is greedy for life and fear of death, want me to be your swordsman, are you worthy?!"

"Do you want to die?"

The sword master looked at Jiāng Liú with simple and unpretentious eyes, as if disdain to breathe with the ants, and said calmly: "Huh? You borrowed the power of the spirit sacrifice, and sooner or later I will suppress the spirit sacrifice!"

As he spoke, Jiāng Liú's body had risen into the air uncontrollably, imprisoned by invisible power, suspended in front of the sword master, and watched jokingly by the sword master.

He opened his mouth and said: "Do you know how much I contributed to Chaos? I fought against the ancients, resisted the catastrophe, saved countless creatures, and now sacrificed some people to resurrect me. Naturally, it should be!"

"Furthermore, resurrecting me alone can be worth countless people! I am also doing this for the entire chaotic creature!"

Jiāng Liú looked directly at the sword master, and said in a concentrated voice: "Past achievements cannot be used as an interface for you to do whatever you want now! From the moment you are resurrected, you have left an indelible stain on your previous glory!"

"What's more, the ninth sword master who holds the sword cliff, who is not the one who is not amazing? In my opinion, this is very worthless!"

"In that case, then I will erase you."

The breath of the sword master was still calm, telling a trivial thing, but Jiāng Liú snorted suddenly, his face pale, and his body trembled slightly.

He felt his own body being squeezed, and Sword Qi seemed to be about to separate himself, life and death could not be between the sword master's thoughts.

Jiāng Liú closed his eyes, firmly holding the sword in his hand, clenching his teeth, he did not beg for mercy, but the Sword intent spurted all over his body, even if he knew he was small, he would show his own sword light!

"Expensive...Forcing people to come is not free, Long Xiang and Feng Yu are hard to come by.

There are three thousand drunk guests in the whole house, and fourteen states with a sword of frost and coldness..."

This poem flashed intermittently in his mind, his whole body was translucent, exuding a sharp Sword Qi, and the cold glow of the sword burst out of extreme light.

The sword master was amazed, and commented: "Yes, your kendo talent is indeed very strong, and you can comprehend the artistic conception of this kind of sword. Unfortunately, it is too immature, and it is not enough to see in front of me."

However, at The next moment, he suddenly felt a sense of extreme danger.

Then, I saw a copybook slowly flying out of Jiāng Liú's arms.

It seems to have been inspired, and it also emits a white light, appearing on its own!

"what is this?"

The pupils of the sword master contracted, feeling a shocking pressure, and an inexplicable chill rose in his heart.

However, he is a master of art and bold, and he doesn't think he will be suppressed by this inexplicable force.

The shining copybook exudes a mighty aura, shaking away all the pressure of the sword master, it floats in the sky like the same round of tomorrow, becoming the most beautiful boy in the audience.

Then... began to open slowly!

Just tore open a hole, the whole world was plunged into white light.

This is the cold light of the sword!

In this cold light, everyone lost their sight. In the world of white light, all they can see is the copybook that is still slowly opening.

They were immersed in this Sword intent, as if drunk, there was nothing in their minds except a long sword that was slowly solidifying!

A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states!

"What kind of kendo is this? How could it be so strong?!"

"No, it's impossible! I am the Supreme, how can such a terrible power exist in the world! Why?!"

The panicked voice of the sword master came, with a terrible panic, his indifferent, his aloof, disappeared at this moment, he realized that own is small, this is his unreachable power!

When everyone saw it, the copybook was finally opened, and the long sword in the void was also condensed for substance. This sword is a sword of heaven and earth, the center of the world!

This is the ultimate kendo!

The long sword fell to the sword master, silently and without great momentum, as if it was cutting a blade of grass or a flower!

"Oh no!"

The sword master let out a desperate roar, his body melted and disappeared like ice and snow meeting the warm sun!

The cold light disappeared.

The whole world was calm again, and it was just a moment, everything was like a dream.

It's just that the sword master and the copybook have dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked at the void, their eyes awed, and they couldn't recover for a long time.

"Am I alive?"

"Then, that copybook..."

"Too powerful, too terrifying! What kind of character is the person who left that copybook?"

"The old sword master who holds the sword cliff, the dignified avenue supreme, just died like this?"

Forget it if you die, it's too dreamy to be killed by a copybook.The people holding Jianya were also dumbfounded.

The old sword master has just been resurrected, hasn't had time to install a complete force, and then it's gone?

He has been brewing for nine lives, and finally resurrected, but he couldn't even pretend to be forced. This kind of resurrection is really...too miserable...

Jiāng Liú was also stunned, and said in a low voice, "The copybook the master gave me saved my life."

The people in Tiangong were also full of exclamation, and came to meet Jiāng Liú.

They were a little surprised, but they felt normal.

Jun Jun Daoist thoughtfully said: "Sure enough, the expert has already approved everything about Zhang Jianya, so this is the only way to give you the copybook as a bodyguard."

Yang Jian opened the mouth and said: "I just didn't expect that the expert's copybook would be enough to kill Dao Zhizun. This is...too powerful."

"It's just a pity that the expert's copybook." Jiāng Liú's face was painful, "I have always regarded it as an expert's guidance and inheritance to me."

Xiao Chengfeng said: "Jiang fellow daoist, didn't you take a close look at that strong sword just now? Keep that sword in your heart, and you can also achieve the ultimate sword!"

Jiāng Liú sighed: "I know that, but I still feel sorry for the copybook sent to me by an expert."

"Where to go?!"

"Quickly stop them, don't let the group of people holding Jianya run away!"

There was a sudden commotion on the court.

The people in Zhang Jianya had been scared long ago, and their faces were pale, and the only thought in their hearts was to run away.

It's just how the people of the various forces will let them do what they want, and they have taken action to capture them.

Immediately afterwards, the leaders of the major forces all approached with a friendly smile and respectfully saluted Junjun Daoist and others.

A respected old man cupped hands said: "Dear fellow daoist, this is really thanks to you, otherwise, we are afraid that we are doomed, you are our benefactors, please wait for me!"

"Yes, you are really the people who have fallen from the sky. You have stopped this catastrophe, and you have countless merits!"

"In the future, if anything happens, my life is only to be ordered."

No one dared to be big, even Princess Holy Maiden, in contrast to the usual cold and arrogant, put down his body and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with others.

This time, not only experienced life and death, but also experienced several miracles.

The garlic that can detoxify has the effect of rebounding poison gas.

The insecticidal spray, and the strange and precious Magic Treasures on them.

The most important thing is that the last copybook, the unimaginable power that broke out, is deeply imprinted in their hearts, and the imagination alone makes people worship them.

Everything is beyond imagination, and it is not something ordinary people can have.

A fool can see that the origin of this group of people, Bufan, is afraid that there is a supreme behind, and the strength is extremely strong!

"Seniors, I don't know if the senior who wrote the copybook is famous, we have no other meaning, just thinking of thank you."

"Yes, Junior is not talented, and he is willing to do whatever he can if he is sent."

"Such a supreme person should be spread."

Everyone scrambled to speak, and the graciousness was beyond words.

"Shut up, can you know the name of an expert?" Junjun Daoist's complexion condensed, and he solemnly scolded immediately.

f*ck, I don’t even know the name of an expert...

"Also, the matter of the superior is not something we can discuss casually. The superior likes to be low-key. Don't spread it arbitrarily, otherwise, no one can save you, don't you know?!"

"I'm sorry, but we were abrupt, and senior told me yes."

"Shallow, we are shallow."

"The kid is not sensible, please don't blame the master."

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