The Beauty of Great Swordsmanship

Chapter 945 The Beauty of the Great Sword

Qin Mu glanced at him, shook his head and said with a smile: "Luo Shen Dao, you are seriously injured now. If you don't get treatment, your injuries will soon explode and you will die."

Luo Wushuang was covered in blood and wounds everywhere, and the blood dyed the waterfall flowing back under his feet red.

He was guarding the Tianzun and the giant disciples on the ship as they fought against the inner demon, and he also had to deal with the aftermath of the inner demon Tiandi's palm, so that he was seriously injured.

Qin Mu was proficient in medicine and had developed a pair of sharp eyes. He could tell at a glance that his injuries were close to causing death.

"You've been waiting for me for 40,000 years. It shouldn't take a moment, right?"

Qin Mu walked up to him, checked his injuries, and said, "It's not difficult for me to heal your wounds. Don't hold on."

Luo Wushuang groaned, and wounds all over his body burst open, bleeding profusely.

Qin Mu lifted him up and sent him to the top of the mountain. He first stopped his wound and stopped the bleeding. He then took out some spiritual medicine to make a magic pill and said, "I can cure your hidden illness and the damage to your soul. The damage to your Shenzang and Tiangong can also be cured. However, you still have a Dao injury in your body left by the collision with the Heart Demon Emperor's palm. You need to refine it yourself."

He apologized, "I can't heal this kind of injury. But I am proficient in the art of creation. I cut off one of your arms in the past, so I can give you another one."

Luo Wushuang shook his head and said, "My name is Wushuang. My parents hoped that I would be unrivaled in the world. However, after you cut off one of my arms, I realized that Wushuang could also mean this. All I have learned and understood in my life is in this arm. You can help me reconnect it or I will cut it off."

Qin Mu's vitality turned into an alchemy furnace and swam around it. Various alchemy techniques emerged one after another. Hearing this, he turned around and smiled at him, then continued to refine the elixir and said, "I think so. Aren't you afraid that I will feed you a few poisonous pills while I heal you?"

Luo Wushuang was silent.

Qin Mu prepared the elixir and asked him to take it first.

"Is it poisonous?" Luo Wushuang stared at these elixirs.

Qin Mu took out some more silver needles and said with a smile, "Guess."

Luo Wushuang raised his head and swallowed the elixirs, while Qin Mu carefully inserted silver needles into his acupuncture points, using the silver needles to transfer the medicinal power so that it could be transmitted to his divine storage.

Luo Wushuang immediately felt that the power of the medicine had reached Shenzang. Shenzang's injuries were slowly recovering, and the cracks on Shenzang were becoming smaller and smaller.

"The injury of the Tiangong is more difficult to treat. I don't know much about the Tiangong, and ordinary silver needles are difficult to pierce the Tiangong. They will be crushed at the South Tianmen and cannot transfer the medicinal power. Fortunately, I got a treasure that can pierce the South Tianmen."

Qin Mu took out the core of the Yuanmu, and with a slight movement of his mind, the core of the Yuanmu became as thin as a needle.

He stabbed the wooden needle into Luo Wushuang's forehead, and the core of the original wood passed through the South Gate of Heaven and came to Luo Wushuang's heavenly palace.

"long!"

Qin Mu let out a low shout, and the core of the Yuanmu suddenly grew longer, reaching Luo Wushuang's Heavenly Palace Yujing City. The other end of the core of the Yuanmu arrived in the Lingxiao Palace, in front of Luo Wushuang's soul.

Qin Mu carefully observed Luo Wushuang's expression and said, "Do you know that this treasure can change according to my will, and it is extremely sharp. Even if you are a master in Lingxiao realm, your life and death are under my control at this moment. As long as I have a thought, this treasure will burst your heavenly palace, assassinate your soul, and burst your head."

Luo Wushuang looked calm and said, "I believe you. If you don't heal my wounds, I won't live long."

Qin Mu laughed and asked him to take the elixir. "I am ashamed that you trust me so much. To be honest, even I don't trust myself. It will take some time for your injury to heal. When you are well, come and challenge me again."

Luo Wushuang stood up and asked, "Where are you going? I want to follow you. If I don't get rid of the inner demon in my heart, I will still die at the hands of the inner demon when I return to heaven from here. Don't worry, when I fight you after my injuries are healed, I will definitely fight you at the same level. If I use my cultivation to suppress you, my inner demon will be difficult to get rid of."

Qin Mu was about to speak when suddenly a divine light broke through the air and headed straight for here.

The divine light was getting faster and faster, and a powerful energy was coming out from afar, transforming into a giant hand that covered the top of the mountain!

"A true god!" Luo Wushuang's heart skipped a beat. He was about to take action to stop it, but suddenly his energy became a little disordered.

Qin Mu's vitality exploded, and the waterfall under his feet rose up and turned into a dome, holding the top of the mountain. Luo Wushuang looked up and saw the water flowing down the surface of the dome, and various strange text symbols emerged as it flowed.

That is the Heavenly Rune.

This type of heavenly magical power is called the Sky Dome, and it is the sixth heavenly power of Xuandu.

That palm collided with the Sixth Heavenly Dao and exploded. Qin Mu raised his eyebrows. The cultivation level of the person who came was extremely profound.

"The once world-famous Mu Tianzun and the Qin Tyrant Body that shocked Long Han, Shang Huang and Yan Kang are nothing special!"

The divine light came whizzing, and it turned out to be a man covered in cyan-gold feathers. He crossed his wings in front of his chest, and suddenly his wings vibrated, and countless cyan-gold feathers flew out and slashed towards Qin Mu. Suddenly, countless feathers fluttered around the top of the mountain, completely covering the top of this majestic mountain, making it airtight.

Those feather swords were like a torrent, shuttling up and down around the mountain.

"Luo Wushuang, this is a feud between Haotian Palace and Mu Tianzun. It has nothing to do with you. Don't interfere." The man with green feathers shouted loudly.

Qin Mu raised his hand, the waterfall stopped flowing, and turned into the sky again to protect the top of the mountain. Countless blue-gold feathers hit the sky, shining brightly.

"Heavenly Dao magical power? Which Tianzun disciple in the Heavenly Court has not practiced it? Mu Tianzun should stop showing off!"

The man with the blue-gold feathers knelt down across the sky and said in a deep voice: "An Qingyu, a disciple of Hao Tianzun, pays homage to Mu Tianzun!"

"A disciple of Lord Haotian?"

Qin Mu tried his best to keep the sky from breaking, his face flushed, and he reluctantly said, "Since you want to kill me, why are you so respectful?"

An Qingyu did not stand up. She used feathers to block the space to prevent Qin Mu from escaping. She kowtowed to him respectfully, kneeling three times and kowtowed nine times, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that at the beginning of Longhan, Mu Tianzun replaced Yu Tianzun to teach the method of becoming a god to all people, and took away the merits of my master. But no matter what, Mu Tianzun has great merits. I am here to kill Tianzun on the order of my master. Tianzun will die in my hands, but Tianzun taught the method of becoming a god to all people after all, so I kneel down first and then end Tianzun's life!"

Qin Mu maintained the sky dome and said breathlessly, "The disciples of Lord Haotian do know how to behave. I am a soulless person and my life is coming to an end. Don't you intend to seal your realm and fight me fairly?"

He coughed violently a few times, his breath was almost gone, and a sense of desolation came over him, like a hero in his twilight years at the end of his rope. He laughed miserably and said, "My cultivation level has fallen to the Spiritual Embryo level. You are a true god, but I am at the Spiritual Embryo level. I hope to die heroically, or at least in a fair fight, so that I can die peacefully."

An Qingyu stood up, and there was a clanging sound behind him. Four heavenly palaces floated in the halo behind his head. His eyes were bright and he smiled, "The Supreme One ordered that Mu Tianzun's cultivation was extremely profound, and he had integrated three or four kinds of imperial throne techniques. Only the magic power of a true god could surpass that of Tianzun."

He is a true god. His original spirit is a god with a bird's head and a human body. He has crossed the South Gate of Heaven and is not far from Yaotai. His magic power is extremely powerful and his cultivation exploded. Suddenly, countless blue-gold feathers cut through the sky and rushed to Qin Mu!

An Qingyu's voice continued: "The Supreme Master also instructed that the Heavenly Master's consciousness is powerful, and he has practiced the Buddha's Infinite Tribulation Sutra. Therefore, the Supreme Master has refined a treasure for each of us disciples so that we will not be affected by the Heavenly Master's illusion."

A jade pendant on his chest lit up and a halo of light swirled.

Qin Mu's face changed slightly. This jade pendant was made by Lord Haotian himself, and it could just restrain his dream world.

He had just tried to pull An Qingyu into the dream world, but he didn't expect that the jade pendant blocked his spiritual consciousness!

An Qingyu's attack was several times more powerful than the previous one. The cyan-gold feather sword covered the sky and the sun, enveloping him in all directions, making it impossible for him to dodge.

At this moment, Qin Mu’s vitality rose from behind him and turned into a fan. He reached out and grabbed it in his hand, and swung it hard. A strong wind blew in the sky, and countless feather swords were swept away!

The eighth heavenly way, heavenly wind.

An Qingyu opened his mouth and spat out a spirit bead. The wind was howling, but it couldn't blow him at all. The power of the wind was instantly broken.

Qin Mu was shocked: "Xuandu's God is indeed in danger."

He had just displayed two moves of Heavenly Dao magical powers, both of which were easily broken by An Qingyu. One should know that his Heavenly Dao magical powers not only included Heavenly Dao runes calculated by classical numerology, but also runes calculated by Taiwei Suanjing.

However, it is obvious that the Heavenly Court has developed various magical powers specifically targeting the Heavenly Dao in order to get rid of the God of Heaven!

"The Heavenly Court should not have completely destroyed the Forty-Nine Heavenly Ways, otherwise the God of Heaven would have been dead by now. However, this day should not be far away." He thought to himself.

An Qingyu fought his way to the top of the mountain alone. Behind him, there was a thousand feet of green light. It turned out to be countless feather swords flying back, forming a piece of green wings. He smiled and said, "Mu Tianzun, I have already said that the magical power of the Heavenly Dao is not uncommon in the Heavenly Court!"

He thrust his wings forward, one in front and one behind, and practiced the four kinds of imperial skills. His cultivation was extremely profound and unexpectedly powerful, and his two wings cut the space into thousands of pieces.

At the same time, his soul stood in the central heavenly palace, his sleeves fluttering, embracing the scorching sun, and a ray of light shot out from the scorching sun, pointing directly at Qin Mu!

In the other three palaces, his soul’s phantom appeared, and each of them mobilized the power of the three palaces and displayed his magical powers to form three giants, some were beautiful celestial maidens, some were ancient gods with simple looks, and some were ferocious demon kings, and they attacked Qin Mu at the same time!

It was the first time that Qin Mu encountered a strong man who practiced several kinds of Emperor's Throne techniques at the same time and had cultivated to the divine realm. It was difficult to compete with him with the divine power of heaven alone. He immediately grasped the sword ball, and the sword ball exploded, and sword lights flew all over the sky.

The sound of clanging ding ding was endless. In just a moment, two figures disappeared from the top of the mountain, and were knocked back by the other's power!

In an instant, the two men were each pushed back dozens of miles, and the majestic mountain made a cracking sound, with a crack appearing on the top of the mountain.

Luo Wushuang stood on the top of the mountain, with the core of Yuanmu inserted between his eyebrows and silver needles all over his body. He did not dare to move.

The silver needle is easy to deal with. At most he will cut off the silver needle when he is circulating his magic power, and the broken needle will remain in the divine treasure. However, the core of the Yuanmu inserted in the center of his eyebrows will not be cut off.

When I use my magic power, my heavenly palace and my brain will probably be turned into a paste!

"I'm afraid Qin Tyrant Body is no match for this person. The difference in realm is too great..."

He had just thought of this when the magical powers of two people who were dozens of miles away had already reached the top of the mountain. The moment they flew backwards, they each released hundreds of magical powers!

An Qingyu has more moves and magical powers. His spirit in the four heavenly palaces performs various imperial techniques and all kinds of magical powers are at his fingertips. The power of each move and each style is extremely strong. Thousands of magical powers attack him with terrifying power.

But Qin Mu's swordsmanship was pure. Flying swords whizzed over from dozens of miles away. The sword techniques performed by each sword were different. He could even perform the most complicated sword techniques. With a slight shake of a flying sword, the most gorgeous sword light burst out and evolved into vast rivers and mountains!

Some flying swords were still leaping with incredible rhythm, appearing and disappearing from time to time. Some swords were very fast, while some were relatively slow. Various sword moves were constantly evolving, and different sword moves formed more refined and exquisite sword moves.

Although Qin Mu has many flying swords, all of them are magical powers, and all of the sword skills and magical powers form a whole, which is part of a magnificent great magical power.

Luo Wushuang looked at the forest of swords flying over his head with fascination. Qin Mu's swordsmanship showed him the beauty of the great sword art that was close to the ultimate.

He entered the Dao of Sword and was the number one sword master in Heaven. He also regarded Qin Mu as the enemy he wanted to defeat all his life.

He had recalled countless times the sword that Qin Mu used to cut off his arm, and had fought against the Supreme Emperor Sword God Bai Quer many times, trying to find the shadow of Qin Mu in Bai Quer's swordsmanship.

Apart from Lord Haotian, he is the one who admires Qin Mu's swordsmanship the most.

————Carrying a big sword, begging for monthly tickets! !