Way of the heavens system

Chapter 57
Keng!
The sky knife is out of its sheath.

At the sky-earth overpass, the deck is no longer the same as before, it seems to have instantly turned into a field of Shura's blood, filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with a murderous aura.

The Heavenly Knife sliced ​​through the void, and the light of the knife was like a sword. All the dead energy between the heaven and the earth seemed to be condensed on the blade at this moment, even the sun, moon and stars were all eclipsed.

Fast, extremely fast, like thunder and lightning, in an instant, the blade had reached Li Chengyu's forehead, and even the air in front of him had no time to react, as if the death-like blade light should naturally be in that position, this This feeling is extremely weird, indescribable, and unexplainable.

This is the true face of the Heavenly Knife, which can be called absolute perfection and invincible knife skills. No wonder Song Que has been able to rule the world for decades, and it has suppressed countless sword geniuses who can't get up the spirit to compete.

However, his opponent today is Li Chengyu, who can be said to be the closest existence to the Shattered Void in this world, and his martial arts cultivation is worthy of the name of a land god.

Even though Song Que's Heavenly Knife is invincible, it is still difficult to penetrate an inch in front of the thick and inhuman Changsheng Tiangang.

Li Chengyu lowered his eyelids, like an old monk in meditation, or like a Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows. He raised his left hand, as if he had crossed time and space, and caught the light of the sword in an instant.

So, from this moment on, a Mount Sumeru was pressed on top of the Heavenly Knife.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if confirming the expectation in his heart, he said: "Only seeing the true face of the Heavenly Knife, I know that the Lord is really worthy of his reputation, which makes me very happy. Please also give the Lord a taste of my fist."

After finishing the words, he clenched his fist with his right hand, stuck it out from his sleeve, and punched Song Que behind the knife light with a very simple punch, but it seemed to have some indescribable mystery.

Song Que's body sank, and that majestic body seemed to be carrying a huge mountain on his back, but his hand holding the knife was still as steady as Mount Tai, and the movement of the knife changed. Struggling, the majestic, sharp and ever-changing knife strength confronted Li Chengyu's left hand five fingers for dozens of blows in an instant, and finally trapped the dragon and ascended to heaven. Pat Li Chengyu's fist.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, as if a gust of wind had blown up on the deck, and the Buddhist masters and Song family disciples, who were about to leave the cabin, all had their beards flying, their clothes clinging to their bodies, and they almost couldn't even open their eyes.

Song Que's whole body was shaken, and he spun backwards like a windmill. He landed on the ground and took three more steps back to stabilize his body. His face turned pale slightly, and returned to his normal color in an instant.

The son of the Song family watched in astonishment that his back, which was always as tall and straight as a pine and cypress, was slightly bent and bent at this moment.

"Today we know that the times have changed, and the world is full of talents. I am the one who lost."

Song Que put the saber back into its sheath, with his hands hanging down at his sides, a trace of complexity and a sigh appeared on his extremely handsome face.

Hearing these words, the four holy monks, monk Liaokong, and concubine Xuanju all stared blankly, showing expressions of disbelief.

And the children of the Song family were even more disturbed, as if the sky had fallen.

Li Chengyu arched his hands and smiled: "The Lord's Heavenly Sword amazed me beyond compare, and it deserves the reputation of being the first sword in the world."

Song Que bowed back, and said sincerely: "Your martial arts path is at the forefront of the world, Song can see another world today, and he has no regrets."

Speaking of this, he said to the few Buddhist masters behind him: "Please tell Qinghui that Song will bid farewell to Jianghu from now on, and will ignore world affairs after rushing back to Lingnan."

After saying that, he cupped his hands towards Li Chengyu, and before the stunned people could answer, they turned into the cabin.

Li Chengyu turned his eyes to a group of Buddhist masters, and said with a faint smile: "Since Li entered the world, he has been entertained by the noble religion many times, persuading me to convert to his sect, it also taught me the profound heritage of the noble religion, but I am just a fool. I don’t understand the classics of your religion’s ‘Compassion to Heaven and People, Purdue the World’, today, while all the ‘Great Monks’ are here, why don’t you use my human fists to learn your determination to subdue demons and defend the Tao.”

He was impatient of Buddhism's entanglement, so he planned to complete the task in one stroke.

At this moment, taking advantage of the opportunity to win over Song Que, his aura reached its peak.

The Four Great Sage Monks and Monk Liao Kong are not opponents at all, and if they bite the bullet and play, it is just a stubborn resistance, and the loss of life is small, but if all of them who suppress the luck of the sect are lost here, it will be of great help to the sect in the future. The plan was an unparalleled blow, so all the flags and drums died down for a while, and there was only silence.

The atmosphere on the field was simply embarrassing, even the Song family children who had not recovered from the defeat of their lord showed strange looks, as if there were a pair of invisible big hands in the air, slapping the Buddhist sect non-stop face.

At this moment, Concubine Shixuan took a step forward, she held the Sekong sword, looked at Li Chengyu with complicated eyes and said: "This matter is all started by He Shibi, and Concubine Xuan is the person in charge, so I will end this paragraph It's the grievances and enmities with Brother Li."

After saying that, the Sekong sword was unsheathed resolutely.

"Brother Li, be careful."

Keng!
Before he finished speaking, a bright silver sword light shot straight at Li Chengyu's chest.

She has made great progress in martial arts recently, and has reached the highest level of the Cihang Sword Art. Her sword heart is clear, surpassing her teacher Fan Qinghui, and she ranks among the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world.

At this time, the body and the sword are combined, and the green shirt flutters, resembling the sword fairy in the painting, as if a sword is coming from the west, and the fairy is flying from the sky.

Before the sword qi arrived, the unique spirit of keeping nothingness in the Cihang Sword Code was connected with Li Chengyu first, influencing each other.

Appreciation appeared in Li Chengyu's eyes, he tapped the deck lightly with his toes, and leaned back slightly, flying backward like a piece of catkins, at the same time, he lightly twisted in his hand, turning a breath of energy into a silk thread, entangled in front of him At the tip of the three-foot color-empty sword, there are extremely subtle and mysterious changes, making it difficult for him to advance an inch, and it is impossible to retreat an inch.

At this moment, Concubine Shixuan was united with her sword and had no choice but to be pulled forward by him and jump out of the deck together.

"What a group of 'virtuous and eminent monks' actually let a woman stand out."

The two retreated and advanced, and walked on the canal water that was hundreds of sheets wide. It seemed that Shi Feixuan was taking the initiative, and the Sekong Sword seemed to be able to pierce Li Chengyu's chest in the next second, but it was involuntary. Like a marionette, the body is firmly locked by the opponent's endless and ever-changing wonderful energy, and there is no way to get rid of it.

In the blink of an eye, he went to the woods on the bank and headed south, and Li Chengyu's faint sarcasm came from the wind.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

The five old monks proclaimed the Buddha's name together and looked at each other. Monk Liaokong said calmly, "I hope Feixuan can emulate Bixiuxin's act of transforming the devil during this trip."

(End of this chapter)