Rebirth: The Unrivaled World Chapter 164: Sword Intent Every time I swung my sword, Fang Xiu was immersed in a little bit, making him close his eyes and ignore the scene in front of him.

In his mind, the sword that he saw breaking through the sky and the arrogant figure that he saw when he was comprehensively drawing the sword technique.

When his hand was pressed on the Chengping Sword again, Fang Xiu felt a strange feeling.

He seemed to be able to feel the emotions contained in Chengping Sword.

Draw the sword and kill the enemy!

These four words kept echoing in his mind.

Draw the sword and kill the enemy!

This belief has reached its peak, as if it is about to explode at any time.

"Pull the sword! Technique!"

Fang Xiu suddenly opened his eyes and said word by word.

At this moment, his hand finally moved again.

Huangshan seemed to have a bad premonition, and Fang Xiu's momentum in front of him changed, like a peerless magic weapon in Kaifeng, showing his due sharpness.

The true qi is surging, and the meridians are swelling and painful!

The feeling of the explosion made Fang Xiu's face distorted.

However, he ignored all this, and the Chengping Sword was unsheathed in an instant!

The most important thing about sword drawing is to draw the word "全".

The moment he was unsheathed, everything accumulated was vented. At this moment, the sword energy suddenly arose in the void, as if a phantom that could not be seen clearly appeared behind Fang Xiu, and he was also drawing the sword.

As the true energy was released, a magnificent sword energy broke out of the air. In the peak sword force, something seemed to be breaking out of the ground and growing rapidly.

The slash of this sword is like a dead person with a soul. This is a sword that has a breath of life but is enough to destroy the world.

This is a sword of life and death!

"Sword Intention!"

Huangshan seemed to see something terrible, his soul was rising, his face full of incredible expressions, and a sharp voice came from his throat.

How could it be the sword intent?

How could a mere first-class warrior understand the sword intent?

Even he is not qualified to touch the threshold of sword intent.

Even at the ultimate realm of the innate realm, masters known as little masters, may not all be able to comprehend the sword intent.

The sword intent was born above the sword force, which was even more terrifying than breaking the boundaries of heaven and man.

"Da Cheng, you have actually cultivated the innate secret record to the realm of great success!"

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Huangshan understands everything.

This is not perfect at all, nor is it to the pinnacle. This is the great innate martial arts.

Only by practicing a martial arts to the point of perfection can you have the opportunity to understand the artistic conception.

This is not an absolute thing. Even if you practice martial arts to a great success, there is a small chance of understanding the existence of mind.

The sword has the intention of the sword, and the fist has the intention of the fist!

But no matter what, as long as the artistic conception is born, it is a different existence.

Not to mention, this is the sword intent born from the innate secret record-level martial arts, and the terrible degree increases multiple times.

He admitted that he had miscalculated, but he didn't expect Fang Xiu to understand the sword intent at this moment.

But now, Huangshan doesn't care about so much.

The sword between life and death has been cut out, and what he wants to do is to survive this sword.

Yes, survive!

Huang Shan was not sure, and he could survive in this sword containing the intent of the sword.

Thousands! Clouds! Swords! Methods!

Huangshan's eyes were so bloody that he finally used the method of pressing the bottom of the box.

The sword postures are stacked layer by layer, as if there are clouds floating across the sky and sun, and the sword shadows are spreading across the sky and the earth!

The destructive sword intent suddenly came, as if it could divide the world into two. The clouds floated thousands of miles away. The sword disappeared, and the sword shadow disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The sword force was destroyed, but Huang Shan didn't expect that he would underestimate the terrifyingness of the sword intent.

At the critical moment of life and death, the long sword blocked the body horizontally, and the whole person was chopped away from the sword.

The sword energy that destroyed the world passed by, leaving a deep gully on the ground, spreading for several feet long before stopping the castration.

puff!

Those who vomit blood are Fang Xiu!

Fang Xiu's face was terrible at this time. The meridians in his body were broken in an inch. The sword he just cut out was not without cost.

He didn't care about the situation in Huangshan now, and endured the severe pain and turned around and fled.

The noise here is so big that if more experts are attracted later, with his current state, he will be 100% dead.

"Ahem!"

Huangshan stood up from the ground, and his violent coughing accompanied by a large mouthful of blood.

On the chest, a sword wound went down from the left shoulder to the right abdomen, and blood flowed out of it, soaking her clothes.

The sword just now almost split him into two and cut him into two pieces.

"Sword Intent, I didn't expect that I would still see the true sword intent in my lifetime!"

Huang Shan smiled miserably, and the long sword in his hand had been broken into two pieces at some point, leaving only the part of the hilt of the sword in his hand.

But he didn't care anymore.

Huangshan is extremely grateful to be able to survive under the sword that seemed to destroy the world.

"There are talents in the martial arts world, and a new generation has replaced the old ones. I didn't expect that I almost died at the hands of a junior. The name of the Jiujianxian is really ironic!"

Huangshan laughed at himself.

It is a shame to be a dignified master who almost died at the hands of a first-class warrior who has taken a step forward.

Huangshan is nicknamed Jiu Jianxian, and is also unique in swordsmanship.

But being defeated by the opponent's sword is even more a shame.

However, Huang Shan also knew that if he was not so afraid of death at the beginning and gave Fang Xiu the opportunity to temper his sword, the other party might not have the chance to cut out the destructive sword.

He may not end up like this.

After all, it was still him who was old and lost his passionate ambitions.

"Ahem!"

At this time, the sword wound on his body accidentally touched him, causing Huang Shan to cough violently again.

"Uncle Master!"

With a soft cry, several figures came from afar.

The leader is Liu Muqing from the Feixing Sword Sect.

Looking at the tragic situation of Huangshan and the sword marks several feet long on the ground, Liu Muqing had a bad guess in his heart and asked in disbelief: "Uncle Master, who hurt you like this?"

As he said that, Liu Muqing walked forward, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a pill and fed it to Huangshan.

The other disciples of the Flying Star Sword Sect looked at this scene with horror.

The destroyed ground, which was beyond recognition, and the gully that looked like sword marks, all heralds a great war.

After taking the pill, Huang Shan's face looked a little better, and his voice weakly said: "We all underestimated Fang Xiu. This man's martial arts strength is extremely terrifying, far from being as simple as in the information."

"What, is it Fang Xiu who hurt you like this?"

Even though he had some guesses in his heart, Liu Muqing still couldn't believe it.

How long has it been together? How could Fang Xiu become so powerful? Even Huang Shan, who is a acquired master, is no match for...
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