Chapter 818 (1/2)

Chu Xingyun is sitting in the void with his eyes closed. His body is like an ancient tree. He doesn't make any sound. In the vast Tomb of swords, the sound of sword chants rings and the sword tool with handle passes by, which can not disturb the mind.

In the blink of an eye, there is no concept in the past three days.

On this day, Chu Xingyun was still sitting in the void, and the ten thousand sword Scripture was suspended in front of him with a shimmering light and a thick breath. However, the reflection on him disappeared in an instant, just like entering the whirlpool and disappearing.

”One sword is ten thousand swords; one thought is ten thousand thoughts.”

Chu Xingyun uttered a sound. His eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of chaos flashed in his pupils: ”it turns out that this is the essence of the way of ten thousand swords. Thousands of swordsmanship are originally integrated and should be integrated into one.”

Mingwu's voice continued to spread from his mouth. In Chu Xingyun's eyes, the light of chaos became thicker and stronger, and his body moved.

Buzz!

A light of martial spirit blooms and hovers in Chu Xingyun's hand. In an instant, it condenses into a sword, a sword of martial spirit.

As soon as he raised his hand, his heart moved, and his sword came out. The blade of the sword was whistling in the void. It seemed ordinary, but every ray of sword Qi emitted a different breath.

A sword pierces like a thousand swords breaking through the sky!

However, when the sword came to an end in mid air, Chu Xingyun's movement stopped. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said in a loud voice: ”by contrast, chaos is not only a sword, but also a thousand swords, without any rules or restrictions!”

Chu Xingyun's body moved again. He swung his sword again. The sword's edge was still mysterious. One sword looked like a thousand swords. But with the blade's piercing, his martial spirit sword became more and more pure, as if entering the realm of returning to nature.

”Chop!”

Without any sign, Chu Xingyun's voice became loud. Suddenly, the sword in his hand was provoked. Thousands of sword tools soared into the sky and were full of sharp breath. Finally, the sword spirit condensed into a storm and burst into chaos. It seemed that he was going to turn the heaven and earth upside down.

This sword is like a slow, solid and fast sword, like a sword, or a thousand swords. It is chaotic and unpredictable. When you feel its existence, the sword has turned into a storm and swept the whole world.

In the void, there was a storm of a hundred meters sword, whistling away. Everything in front of me could not escape the chaos of the sword light. It was shrouded in it and destroyed mercilessly.

Not far away, the ten thousand sword Scripture is still suspended there, but the difference is that the faint light that covers it suddenly becomes strong. It seems that we also feel the terrible chaos of sword violence and resist it.

In the distance, thousands of swords rose into the sky, and they turned into a real dragon, hovering in the air, roaring up to the sky and howling in awe, just like welcoming the arrival of the king.

”Everything is in order, chaos and disorder, but everything existing in the world changes from disorder to order, and then from order to disorder, which is chaos!” Chu Xingyun seems to have touched some kind of mysterious rule, and the chaos sword light in his eyes is so great that it covers the whole eyes.

Boom!

A terrible sound broke out in the void. The sword mountain standing in the middle of the sword tomb exploded. Thousands of swords turned into streamers and scattered all over the space. Each sword was deeply buried in the ground until it was invisible.

”What terrible power.” Seeing this scene, Chu Xingyun was shocked. His sword just now, driven by the sword of Wuling, has such terrible power. If it is used as a black hole Epee, its power will be increased several times.

After all, the existence of black holes is chaos!

Chu Xingyun took back the sword of Wuling, and the light of gray and black sword diffused over him. But even so, the changes in the sword tomb did not disperse. In the void, there were nine swords with the real dragon hovering, sending out the sword chanting of shaking the sky. They did not dare to get close to Chu Xingyun. The picture was very frightening.

”It's really feasible to take the ten thousand sword Scripture as a reference. In just three days, I realized the meaning of chaos and officially stepped into chaos kendo.” Chu Xingyun recalled the sword just now, and his joy spread out.

At this time, he stepped again and approached the ten thousand sword Scripture with more than one step.