C691 I took the opportunity to deduce the sword art
C691 I took the opportunity to deduce the sword art
Lin Zhonglu was angered to the point that he started to laugh out loud. He did not try to play any tricks when he raised his hands, only using his fingertips to form a seal, and pushed his palms forward.
Boom …
Under the gazes of everyone present, the heaven and earth rumbled.
Under Lin Zhonglu's applause, the heaven and earth twisted and warped. One after another spatial fissure s formed distortions and folds, like a piece of paper being kneaded together.
The entire world, under the all-out attack of the strongest practitioner at the peak of Lin Zhonglu's Great Void Realm, was completely distorted.
Wu Hao was at the bottom, right in the center of the folded space.
"Young Master, be careful!"
After a while, maidservant Xiao Cui had finally recovered some of her strength. Looking at the scene before her, her face changed as she reminded him loudly.
Wu Hao did not say anything, and even closed his eyes, as he simulated the sixth stage of the Sword Arts countless of times in his mind.
He had not used the sixth step, Sword Art Transformation, but The Ancestor Martial Spirit who had always been in his sea of consciousness had been simulated countless times over the past few days.
Now that he was about to be proficient in it, he was only a step away from performing it. Facing the danger of death, he took the opportunity to perform this step again.
The power of a sword technique combined with the laws of space was abnormally great. Being proficient in using it not only could quickly resolve a crisis, but it could also use the rules of time to speed up the flow of time in an area.
If your opponent was suddenly accelerated by this sword move, the time would quickly deplete his Martial Yuan, and he would also quickly age.
If one were to ask, in this mortal world, what other sword technique could achieve this degree of proficiency?
Of course not.
The space twisted and warped as it pressed down. Wu Hao did not open his eyes, but closed them and slashed out.
It was still the fifth step of the sword art – Ping Canghai.
The essence of this sword was to calm all emotions.
When he reached mastery, he would be able to calm even the vast ocean, let alone the pressure of space from a mere peak Great Void Realm.
Whether it was the cultivation of the The Ancestor Martial Spirit or the cultivation of the main body, a hundred years of cultivation was not for nothing.
Under this sword strike, the pressure of the distorted space was broken apart. The true strength of the attack on Wu Hao's body had already been mostly dissolved by this sword strike.
In everyone's eyes, when his body was pressed by the warped folds of space, he had only taken a few steps back, shocking everyone.
"He's very powerful, but …" What is he doing, why does he keep his eyes closed? " Everyone looked at each other, discussing the matter.
The Heaven's Pride from the five clans looked at Wu Hao's actions, their hearts were filled with shock, but he was different from the others. After their conversation with Clan Elder Lin Zhonglu, they quickly understood what it meant to practice the sword techniques.
"The Fellow Daoist Wu is not bad! Is Elder Lin really going to practice the sword techniques? " They smiled at each other.
In a battle, they suddenly closed their eyes. All they could think of was a moment of enlightenment and extrapolation of sword techniques.
"What an interesting young man!" The other two middle aged men saw Wu Hao's actions, a look of praise flashing across their faces.
They were the other two Elders of the tribe.
In that courtyard, Old Man Murong Jian who was originally sitting on a wooden chair with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.
"This kid is not bad. He has already mastered the fifth step to such a proficient level, and now he's even deducing the sixth step in a moment of enlightenment. It looks like he's put in quite a bit of effort, not bad …" He lowered his head and muttered.