The next moment, slight trembling sounds were heard. The monks didn't know what was happening. Their eyes were filled with confusion and they were somewhat at a loss.
But soon, they found out where the sound came from.
It is the swords in their hands that are clashing.
That's right, it was the swords in their hands that were arguing at this moment.
"What's going on? Why is the sword in my hand out of control?"
"Why are you shaking so much?"
"what's going on?"
“Could it really be this person’s sword intention?”
"Isn't this possible?"
One voice after another sounded, full of confusion and doubt.
But soon, more and more swords were clashing, and the sound of swords rang out like a tsunami, becoming stronger and stronger, and more and more terrifying.
The monks inside and outside the city were all at a loss.
Especially the young man in black, the sword intent he sensed was the strongest.
In front of him, Su Changyu also heard the sword sound like a tsunami.
In an instant, Su Changyu opened his eyes.
He watched all this with some surprise.
I thought I was really finished this time, but I didn't expect that my junior brother was so terrifying. He could actually cause thousands of swords to roar at the same time just by learning the sword skill?
However, Su Changyu did not relax at all, because a flying sword as black as ink was right in front of him. If he took one more step forward, it would pierce his heart.
But this flying sword was constantly vibrating and making sounds, as if it could hurt itself at any time.
This made Su Changyu feel very nervous.
But the next moment.
As an extremely loud voice sounded, all the flying swords took off directly.
"The sword of the great river comes from the sky."
The voice is extremely loud.
It sounded behind Su Changyu.
In an instant, flying swords rose up and turned into a river of swords, rushing towards where Ye Ping was.
The terrifying sword force transformed into an indescribable pressure and spread out.
"Such a strong sword spirit."
"How is this possible? Why would my flying sword fly towards him?"
"Hiss! Is he really comprehending the sword?"
“This…this.”
All the sword practitioners in Qingzhou were shocked.
They didn't expect that all the swords in their hands would fly towards Ye Ping, forming a river of swords above Ye Ping's head, condensing an indescribable sword force.
"Is this sword intent? He wants to condense sword intent?"
Suddenly, someone screamed and pointed at Ye Ping and said this.
When the voice rang out, hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators were shocked again. They widened their eyes and looked at Ye Ping with incredible eyes.
The person who was most shocked was not anyone else, but Xu Qiubai.
He is the young master of Lijian Villa. When it comes to swordsmanship, he is confident that he is better than all the sword practitioners in Qingzhou.
Therefore, Xu Qiubai knew even more clearly what the sword intent represented.
There are three levels of sword cultivation.
In the realm of sword moves, you learn kendo moves to fight against the enemy, but any sword moves have flaws, and sword moves need to be coordinated with other sword moves. In a real battle, no one will give you the opportunity to perform a complete sword move.
In the realm of sword power, hundreds of sword moves are condensed into power. One sword represents everything. The power of a set of sword moves can be displayed with just one sword.
The realm of sword intent, the great perfection of sword art, all sword moves, all kinds of sword power, are transformed into sword intent. Once the sword intent comes out, no matter how infinite your sword power is, you don’t even need to draw your sword to defeat the enemy.
A true swordsman must be able to condense his own sword intent. If he fails to condense his sword intent, he is not worthy of the title of swordsman.
This sentence was said by Xu Qiubai's father.
However, it is extremely difficult to condense the sword intent. It is no exaggeration to say that it is harder than ascending to heaven.
Xu Qiubai was born into a sword family. He started practicing sword at the age of three and has been practicing sword for twenty-three years, but he has not even seen the shadow of sword intent, let alone condensing sword intent?
Even Qingzhou's number one swordsman, Taoist Siji, who had practiced for more than two hundred years and was known as the number one in Qingzhou, could only barely condense the sword intent a few years ago. And a teenager in his twenties could condense the sword intent. How could this not be shocking?
So when someone said that Ye Ping was comprehending the sword intent, Xu Qiubai was completely shocked.
Ye Ping looks two or three years younger than himself. If he can condense the sword intent, he will be the number one sword genius in Jin State.
No, the most important thing is that Ye Ping once said that he had only started practicing Taoism a few months ago.
In other words, it only took Ye Ping a few months to comprehend the sword intent?
No, no, no! This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Xu Qiubai shook his head directly. This is absolutely impossible. He already believed that Ye Ping was a kendo genius.
But he absolutely didn't believe that Ye Ping could reach this level in just a few months.
Xu Qiubai was shocked.
The Qingzhou sword cultivators were also extremely shocked.
No one expected that Ye Ping was really trying to comprehend the sword?
They all thought that Ye Ping was a hired helper by Su Changyu.
But I didn't expect that Ye Ping was really trying to comprehend the sword, and he was trying to comprehend the sword. How long has it been? And he has already comprehended it?
"Oh my god, it seems that this senior is truly a peerless swordsman."
"Is this the hidden master? He can make people understand the sword intent with just a few words? Love it."
"At first I thought he was pretending, but now it seems that I was too shortsighted."
"Please stop talking and try to comprehend the situation. I have already comprehended the sword intention of this senior."
"Hiss! Now that you mention it, I seem to sense a powerful sword intent as well."
"Silence, I'm almost getting it, I'm about to take off."
"??? Everyone, are you serious?"
"To be honest, I felt it, too."
Ye Ping's understanding made the sword practitioners inside and outside the ancient city of Qingzhou completely believe that Su Changyu was an unparalleled master.
A large number of sword practitioners were all sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, feeling the powerful sword intent. They also wanted to comprehend the sword and see if they could figure out something.
However not far away.
The young man in black tightly grasped the sword in his hand.
The sword in his hand tried to break free, but he had been suppressing it, otherwise it would have flown away long ago.
"town!"
The young man in black roared, and at this moment he also burst out with terrifying sword power. Sword shadows appeared around him, and he wanted to fight against Ye Ping's sword power.
He refused to accept it and was not willing to accept it.
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
However, just as his sword energy rose, the sword energy of the river above Ye Ping's head seemed to be stimulated and burst out with even more terrifying power. Hundreds of thousands of swords turned into a supreme sword intent and directly killed the young man in black.
A thunderous sound rang out, and the sword intent was like a river, extremely terrifying and fast.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the young man in black.
It was an old man in a gray robe. He instantly appeared in front of the young man in black. He raised his hand and a light burst out, resisting the sword intent.
"This is just a test of swords, not a life-and-death battle. My young master has already lost. His skills are inferior to his opponent. I have to admit defeat."
The old man's voice sounded a little low.
As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked without any hesitation, knocked out the young man in black, and then disappeared on the spot with him.
It is obvious that this young man in black has a very important background. If he encounters danger at a critical moment, someone will protect him. This is the treatment of a genius.
But at this moment, the attention of all the monks in Qingzhou is no longer on this young man in black.
All eyes were focused on Ye Ping.
If Ye Ping could condense the sword intent, then the significance would be extraordinary.
A swordsman in his early twenties was able to condense the supreme sword intent.
Looking at the ten countries, he dares to call himself the leader.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Outside Qingzhou City, it was extremely quiet.
At this moment, the river of swords above Ye Ping's head was constantly interweaving, as if evolving sword moves.
Chapter 88: The Lord of Qingzhou City, Establishing the Sword Intention [New Book Seeking Everything]
Qingzhou ancient city.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Ping.
The sudden enlightenment of sword shocked the whole audience.
It directly overshadowed Su Changyu and the young man in black.
Especially now that the young man in black has left, everyone has focused their attention on Ye Ping.
One hundred thousand swords were clashing in the sky. This kind of spectacle could never be seen on ordinary days.
Ye Ping is comprehending the sword.
His sword skills had reached a bottleneck, and now, taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to directly concentrate his sword intent.
Swords were like a river in the sky, constantly interweaving above his head.
The Endless Sword Diagram was also being deduced madly.
Previously, Ye Ping had comprehended three thousand sword moves, and now the number of sword moves is increasing wildly.
Five thousand!
Ten thousand!
Thirty thousand!
It took a full half hour for the Infinite Sword Diagram to deduce 30,000 sword moves.
Clang clang clang!
One hundred thousand swords were dancing wildly in the sky, and the sword energy of the Sky River spread out. The terrifying sword energy was like a vast ocean, which made the sword practitioners breathless.
This terrifying sword force and scene naturally attracted the strong men from the ancient city of Qingzhou.
A figure appeared, riding a purple flying sword, and came directly to Qingzhou City.
This is a middle-aged man, wearing a purple robe. He looks extremely noble, with a sense of majesty between his brows.
"I've met the city lord!"
"I'm waiting to see the city lord!"
Voices rang out one after another, and someone recognized this person and shouted respectfully.
This is the Lord of Qingzhou City, a Jindan cultivator and also a well-known master in Qingzhou. His swordsmanship is second only to Taoist Siji.
The appearance of the Lord of Qingzhou City was even more shocking.
