At Unity hour on February 27th, the sun was setting in the west.

After Jiang Dali's breakthrough, he reshaped the four basic elements of Feng, Shui and Fire in his body. Alarm signs appeared in his mind. He woke up completely, his eyes were shining brightly, and his mind remotely sensed the familiar aura that was approaching at an extremely fast speed from several miles away.

That aura, with its sharpness and restraint that has been washed away, is like a sword that has been battle-tested for a long time, reforged and repaired with its curled edge and chipped corners, and regained a new life. It is extremely eager to have a hearty battle to test its edge.

"Sword Master——Dugu Jian!"

Jiang Dali slowly stood up. Chi-Ji's majestic upper body and strong thighs glowed with a bronze color under the dusk light. The squirming muscles quickly fell into a state between tightness and relaxation.

The green handle of the knife shone with an eerie brilliance under the setting sun. The whole figure was as firm as a rock, and the strong body showed infinite power.

He seemed to be the same as before the breakthrough, and his momentum was not astonishing.

It seemed as if everything that had just happened, the dark clouds and thunder, were nothing more than a dream.

But only he himself knew how powerful and in excellent condition he was at this time.

In such a state, with such surging power, I am struggling to have no opponent to try my moves, but there are strong opponents like the Sword Master who have come to take the initiative to fight.

Jiang Dali's spirit could already feel the opponent's fighting spirit and increasingly stronger aura. Obviously, after the first battle in Wushuang City, this Sword Saint had made a new breakthrough.

What will be the breakthrough after Sword Twenty-Two?

The answer is self-evident.

"Master of Black Wind Village!"

A long roar suddenly came from the distance, and the figure of the gray-haired old man walking forward quickly seemed to have been blown up by a strong wind while walking.

Wherever he passed, trees turned into powder and huge rocks cut across the road. Nothing could be destroyed and nothing could stop him. Several miles passed in a blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, the old man had arrived on the other side of the giant Buddha.

"who!?"

"stop!"

"Whoever he is, stop him first!"

At this moment, a group of Heifengzhai players and natives from the Leshan branch were surrounding and attacking like iron pincers, forming a human wall to block them.

No matter who the visitor is, what his identity is, what his strength is, according to the rules at this moment, the younger ones have to come forward to intercept him.

However, a group of talents swarmed around him, and the sword master suddenly opened his eyes.

Each group of people seemed to be knocked away by a hurricane, and their chests felt as if they were struck by lightning. They suddenly took five steps back, spitting out blood from their mouths. Under the pressure of the extremely terrifying sword energy, each one felt like they were in an ice cellar, their bodies were cold, and their wills were tense.

The spirit is on the verge of collapse.

Clang Clang Clang!——!

Before they could react to what was happening, the long swords in the hands or backs of a large number of people suddenly unsheathed themselves, flashing in the sunset, and flying around.

The sword master put his hands on his back, raised his energy and jumped up. His steps were still the same as before. He took one step at a time. Each step seemed to be slow and fast on the long swords that were rushing forward. In a blink of an eye, his figure was already there.

Crossing the human wall, he shot towards the Leshan Giant Buddha on the other side like a quick arrow.

Just crossing with the sword with one hand shocked many people watching on the shore with expressions of shock and astonishment. The players even exclaimed repeatedly. Everyone looked at the old man flying towards the Leshan Giant Buddha with the sword as if he were a god.

There was an uproar and speculation about his identity.

"Roar!"

In the middle of the river, a strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up the water waves on the river. The demon dragon let out a roar, and the ferocious dragon head suddenly made the river surface rise. It lifted the water column and opened its mouth to devour the sword master who crossed over without paying attention to it.

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"Back off!"

However, at this moment, Jiang Dali sent out a wave of spiritual energy, which caused the demon dragon's body to stagnate, let out a dissatisfied "Woo", and then got back into the river water, creating large waves.

But in this sudden moment, the Sword Master had already crossed the giant Buddha of more than thirty feet, landed on the top of the Buddha, and stood opposite Jiang Dali. An old but resolute and focused face flickered in the dusk, with long gray hair.

Dancing in the wind, it formed an extremely strange scene. He looked sharply at Jiang Dali, who was facing him sideways.

"Master Jiangzhai, we have only been separated for less than half a year. When you and I meet again, we have already improved a lot."

Jiang Dali looked at the slowly setting sun and said with a smile, "Now that you have come out of seclusion, you must have really understood the twenty-third sword of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Once you swordsmen understand the new sword technique, you will

It is a baptism and sublimation of the heart and spirit, and a leap in strength. This improvement is indeed not small. I am afraid that when Sword Twenty-Three comes out, it will be earth-shattering, and even the leader of this village may not be able to take it."

The sword master showed a proud look on his face and said, "Yes, I have understood Sword Twenty-Three. In order to understand this sword, I have endured endless mental torture and self-struggle. Finally, the emperor has paid off and allowed me to understand this sword."

I have learned this sword, but since I understood this sword, I have decided not to use it easily."

After a pause, the sword master spoke with gratitude, looked at Jiang Dali and said, "Back in Wushuang City, it was you who taught me and taught me to pursue the ultimate spiritual power. Only then could I hone my mind and create this sword twenty

three.

I said at the beginning that when I create Sword Twenty-Three, if you want to experience it, I will definitely use it for you."

Having said this, the sword master stopped talking and turned to look at the sparkling river below under the setting sun, listening to the different sounds coming from the wind.

There is no need to say how powerful Sword Twenty-Three is.

Both he and Jiang Dali knew that that sword would far exceed the total of the previous twenty-two swords.

Such a sword is not a life-or-death enemy, nor a life-long enemy. It must not be used easily, and no one dares to try it easily, even Jiang Dali, a sword master whose strength has broken through to Guizhen 8th realm and has surpassed his three smaller realms.

I still have strong confidence in this sword.

Therefore, even if Jiang Dali did not choose to try the sword, the sword master would not look down on him.

No one wants to be with danger and death.

But unfortunately, they are all the same type of people, people who have strong confidence in themselves and the same pursuit of spiritual strength.

Even he knew that once Sword Twenty-Three was created, it would definitely be the most terrifying sword move in the world.

It is recorded in ancient books that when the Sword Master relied on the Twenty-Three Swords to fight his way into the world, it would be like entering an uninhabited territory. No one could stop him. Even the Overlord could only bend his neck to be slaughtered and could not move. If the Overlord's destiny had not come into play, he would not be able to stop him.

Jingyun and Chu Chu accidentally disrupted the situation and were bound to die.

But he believes that his current strength has surpassed the heroes recorded in ancient books. If he dare not try the legendary sword move of Sword Twenty-Three, how can he have the heart of a strong man?

He let out a long laugh, turned around calmly, looked at the resolute and focused sword master with stern eyes, and said with a smile on his handsome face.

"If I don't see this sword, what reason do I have to talk about cultivating my soul? Wouldn't I have to miss a wonderful sword move? Sword Master, just use your sword!"

When the sword master heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

This is—a smile that is rare for anyone in the world to see—the Sword Master’s smile.

He calls himself a swordsman, but he never smiles.

He doesn't smile because he is never satisfied.

He learned swordplay at the age of five, became a prodigy at the age of seven, and became famous in the world with his sword at the age of nine.

At the age of thirteen, he had realized a higher level of swordsmanship, created the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and gradually became more and more proficient in his skills.

From then on, he never lost in the competitions with countless swordsmen!

Until, people in the world respected him as the Sword Master!

That year, he was twenty-seven years old.

How lonely must it be to be a saint at the age of twenty-seven? How to be satisfied? How to laugh out loud.

It wasn't until he was defeated at the hands of an unknown person who was considered a junior that he smiled, with shame, satisfaction, and relaxation.

Today, he smiled again, also because he was satisfied and satisfied to have such a respectable and powerful opponent like Jiang Dali.

He turned around, his expression gradually became serious, and his energy and energy were at their best. His eyes were like two swords pointing at Jiang Dali, covering him within the scope of the sword's intention, and said, "Once Sword Twenty-Three is released, I will

It's also difficult to send and receive freely, Jiangzhai Master, you must be careful."

"good!"

Jiang Dali laughed with great pride, his fighting spirit aroused, and he flexed his arms.

boom!!--

A godlike and demonic aura burst out from his entire burly body. Suddenly, his bones crackled in series, his muscles protruded, and black and gold lines of gods and demons emerged. His black and gold skin was in sharp contrast, accompanied by a violent and cold aura.

Dancing wildly, his hair is wild, and the overwhelming pressure is on the sword master.

However, at this moment, the sword master's eyes burst with light, and between his fingers, an astonishing sword intent accompanied by a dazzling aurora-like white light brewed out from between his sword fingers, and followed his footsteps.

In an instant, he stabbed forward "slowly".

An extremely strange scene happened suddenly.

Jiang Dali instantly discovered a phenomenon that shocked him. He felt that the air around him seemed to have stopped flowing, and the sound had also fallen into a still state due to the stagnation of air flow. The Sword Master suddenly seemed to have turned into a line in front of his eyes.

The blurry phantom could not be seen clearly, and it was clearly standing four feet away in front of him, but he was completely unaware of the other person's existence.

"No...can't...move?"

Jiang Dali's powerful muscles couldn't even move. He could only stare wide, his eyes trembling slightly, and he was extremely shocked.

still!

Everything actually stopped at the moment when the sword master drew his sword.

Even at this time, in Jiang Dali's extremely fast thinking, it seemed that time had stopped and the flow rate became extremely slow.
To be continued...