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Chapter 562 Breakthrough Opportunity

The moves that the old man in coir raincoat used with the fishing rod in his hand could be said to be continuous without giving Xu Ming a chance to breathe.

And Xu Ming's moves seemed to have been completely seen through, and every step was in the calculation of the old man in coir raincoat.

The seemingly sure-to-kill situation of the old man in coir raincoat was also the way Xu Ming came up with in the blink of an eye.

Although Ling Kong couldn't use his strength at this time, Xu Ming slashed at one place out of thin air.

In this way, he forcibly changed his body angle, and such a slight change allowed the invisible energy to penetrate completely from Xu Ming's left shoulder.

Although at the cost of a bloody hole piercing through his left shoulder, Xu Ming still won a chance for himself.

I saw him pointing to a sword, turned around and handed out a sword light.

At this moment, his body was the most suitable knife for him, which made the old man in coir raincoat a little unexpected.

Seeing the flash of the knife, it seemed that the old man in coir raincoat had to be distracted to resist.

It can be regarded as delaying its tide-like attack, so Xu Ming did not lose his life.

"One knife for one life, do you think it's worth it?"

At this moment, the old man in coir raincoat saw the bloody hole on Xu Ming's left shoulder and said with some confusion.

In his opinion, Xu Ming didn't need to do this at all, his left shoulder was already pierced by himself, and such a forcible knife would hurt him at all, and it would be a waste of hard-earned effort.

Xu Ming's actions are somewhat different from those leaders he saw a hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, those so-called leaders were all forced into such a dilemma by themselves.

Faced with such a situation, the first reaction that everyone can think of is undoubtedly not to save their own lives first.

But the stubborn young man in front of him was a little different.

Facing the questioning of the old man in coir raincoat, Xu Ming's eyes showed unprecedented determination.

"If I don't even have the courage to strike a knife before death, then how can I be called a swordsman."

"If my skills are not as good as others today and I die in the hands of my predecessors, I will not regret it, but if I can't even hand over the sword skills I have cultivated, then my years of hard cultivation will be in vain."

Xu Ming's words made the old man in coir raincoat not expect that the young man in front of him, who seemed to be talented but couldn't compare with those real leaders, had such a heart.

The old man in coir raincoat couldn't help feeling a little relieved, knowing that cultivating the Tao was originally a struggle with the heaven and earth, with the earth, and with one's own heart.

Often one will fall into an unimaginably terrifying abyss with just one thought, and this is exactly what happens with all kinds of strange fish in the lake.

But the young man in front of him has the most determined Dao heart and the calmest disposition among the leaders who have come to him in the past century.

The old man in coir raincoat was a little moved by being able to maintain such calmness when he was in the face of death.

This person has been able to come all the way here, and his talent in the art of swordsmanship is naturally not weak, but his character that is most concerning now is also so firm.

It seems that the test of the mountain of swords has been perfected.

Thinking of this, the old man in coir raincoat put away the fishing rod in his hand, and immediately with a wave of his sleeves, the conference full of strange fishes disappeared out of thin air.

"From me, the test of Sword Mountain is over"

"Move forward and you will get the opportunities you deserve"

Xu Ming noticed that when the old man in coir raincoat mentioned the opportunity, the unconcealable look of fascination appeared on his face, which made Xu Ming's heart beat wildly.

You must know that along the way, you can be said to have narrowly escaped death.

What was different from before was that his cultivation had been stripped away by mysterious rules since he entered the Mountain of Swords.

He went from a powerful monk with half a step to become an ordinary mortal in an instant, and the four senior masters who appeared one after another were pressing closer and closer, leaving Xu Ming without any chance to breathe.

But now, it seems that the end of all hardships is the time when the rewards come, and such a huge contrast makes Xu Ming's heart beat wildly.

But at this moment, Xu Ming's heart was haunted by a unique and cold breath of death. Xu Ming didn't even turn his head to look, and immediately handed out the stone knife in his hand.

clang! ! !
The yellow-brown stone knife collided with the bright long knife with the blade inlaid in two pieces of bamboo. Xu Ming, who was determined to resist, had no worries about his life.

And when Xu Ming turned around and wanted to hand out another knife, a long knife from top to bottom fell in front of him.

The small half of the long knife was stuck in the ground, and the old man in coir raincoat had long since disappeared.

But the unique and hoarse voice was passed on unhindered.

"Boy, this knife is in your custody today. Whether you use it or throw it away, it has nothing to do with me."

"Just don't exchange it for wine, that's fine."

The sound gradually faded away, and the bamboo knife here reflected a palpitating cold light.

Xu Ming silently pulled out the bamboo knife inserted in front of him, but with a thought in his mind, the bamboo knife was actually put into the square inch ring by him.

It seems that as I can get to this step, the invisible bondage seems to have weakened a lot.

After Xu Ming put the bamboo knife into Fangcunjie, he also bowed three times in the direction the old man in coir raincoat left.

In addition to the grace of teaching the sword, what is more important is that he learned or felt the freedom and ease from his bones.

Whether it's the real person Shitou, or the Linglong son, or the girl playing the piano and the old man in coir raincoat.

Although the four people have different means, they also have different perceptions of the way of the sword.

But the unique freedom and ease in the four people's bones are surprisingly similar. When Xu Ming thought of this, he seemed to have sensed it in his heart.

In order to further verify what I think in my heart, I still have to get out of the knife mountain.

Xu Ming took a deep breath and walked forward again.

This time, it took about an incense stick of effort.

The long road seemed to have no end, and the endless darkness around him was like a ferocious beast that could kill people at any time, staring at Xu Ming who was walking on this lone road.

The light is still deriving, as if there is no end.

But finally, after a stick of incense, the derivation of light also came to an end.

A not-so-big side hall suddenly appeared in front of Xu Ming. The appearance of this side hall was very similar to the black main hall he had seen before in front of the bamboo sea.

Thinking it was all done by one person, Xu Ming stepped into the side hall.

A pool that was exactly the same as the one in the thatched hut appeared in front of him.

The clear water in the pool and the extremely rich innate aura in the air made Xu Ming somewhat unexpected.

The opportunity obtained after crossing the knife mountain is so extravagant.

Naturally, there is an extremely abundant amount of innate aura in the pool. Presumably, the concentration of innate aura that can transform the aura into liquid is extremely high.

Although this pool is smaller than that thatched house, Xu Ming is confident that he can break through to the void stage with this object.

(End of this chapter)