"Na·Tide Rise!"
Xu Xiaoshou slashed with one sword, the sword light spilled silver, and the water color tore the sky.
This sword, like clearing Yin and Yang, rely its initial appearance, effortlessly pierced through the aura of Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng, tearing apart the darkness he brought!
"Tide Rise?"
Indeed, the tide rises in the Ghost Buddha Realm.
But this great tide sweeps the sky, the famous flow surges, is it more than just tide rise?
"Is Lord Shou joking?"
"This is called ’Tide Rise’? Isn’t this clearly a ’tsunami’!"
Hua Changdeng’s face finally beca extrely serious.
In his eyes, this sword was no longer just a sword; when Xu Xiaoshou slashed with the stone sword, his world darkened.
At the birth of the sword light, nine swords leaped out between heaven and earth.
Nine swords open chaos, the spirit kingdom spontaneously rises, and when desires retreat, the na flows like a tide, resembling hungry ghosts grabbing victims, overwhelming waves surge and co, holding people immobile.
"Heart Sword Technique, Wisdom is Emptiness?"
Hua Changdeng’s master in the initiation of the Ancient Sword Technique was also i Siren.
How could he not see that the foundation of Xu Xiaoshou’s sword was Master Siren’s Wisdom is Emptiness?
But, is it rely this?
Absolutely not!
"Wisdom is Emptiness, Heavenly Abandonnt, Second World..."
His will was confined in the spirit kingdom, his body was abandoned under the sword moon, his soul fell into the collapsing world after the Na Mist Sea...
Body, Spirit, and Will, all three paths were sealed.
Na·Tide Rise, once activated, united the three realms, tightly locking him in.
But, is it rely this?
Not yet!
"Wrath of the Great Crimson God, Unity Extre Sword, Carefreeness..."
Restricting the enemy was rely restriction.
This sword itself, layered endless damage.
When the nine swords opened up chaos, they evolved into myriad forms, like nas omnipresent, ultimately united, converging into one slash, when Hua Changdeng intended to parry it, the sword light exuded a hint of green, surprisingly slashed out from his body, ignoring the intent of defense, piercing through the real self...
"Six Realms Unification?"
Besides Phantom Swords Technique, emotion sword technique, and Hidden Sword Technique.
This so-called "Na·Tide Rise" sword perfectly fused more than two-thirds of the second stage within the Eighteen Sword Forms.
And this was just part of the Ancient Sword Technique...
The strongest point lay in this sword, the essence of ’na’ being slashed!
Na?
In terms of na, who is stronger or weaker?
Hua Changdeng was undoubtedly the Holy Emperor, but the na of the forr Ghost Sword Immortal, few rembered now.
The followers rose to the forefront, the force of Number One Sword Deity Xu Xiaoshou was now riding the waves, surging like a tide.
Comparing the two, who is like a drop in the ocean, who knows themselves.
"I..."
Hua Changdeng struggled to speak.
He was rely an ordinary will of the Holy Emperor, nothing more.
He wanted to break free from the confinent of body, spirit, and will, but he simply couldn’t.
He never thought this young man was so powerful, even surpassing the young Bazhun’an back then.
After being startled awake, he attempted to awaken the Aura of the God of Death to resist, only to find that under the great tide of na, it was like a boat overwheld by the waves...
Move, unable to move!
Resist, unable to resist!
Hua Changdeng could only watch as his own Fengdu Phenonon was forced to be slashed out by that young imp with one sword, and then...
"Boom!"
The sword light tore open the Other Shore Bridge, stones overturned and ghosts overturned.
"Boom!"
The sword light tore open the River of Oblivion, waves broke and water dried up.
"Boom!"
The sword light tore open Huang Quan Rd, gates broken and people shocked.
With one move Tide Rise, the initiation of the sword na, as it tore out from the gate of hell, cut from the form of Phantom Swords Technique back to the form of intent, as it tore from beneath Hua Changdeng and slashed skyward through the galaxy...
From start to finish, Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng uttered only a difficult "I", without any other actions.
His last glance, dazedly cast towards the young man below.
The young man flipped the stone sword, reversed it to his waist, he didn’t even raise his eyebrows a bit, leaving only a profile, as if knowing the outco at the mont of the sword’s release, with a light laugh, he mocked:
"Why use a bull knife to kill a chicken? I wielded this sword, just to ask a question."
"Hua Changdeng, this single sword of six-month strength, compared to your thirty years’ hard cultivation in the Land of Screen and Candles, how is it?"
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