Shui Wuhen and the Sword God are only one meter apart. Water beads hit out and expand and grow in an instant. The shapes are different and change, and they are radiant and enshrined, which can embrace the mysterious artistic conception of all things.

But in Wan Tiancheng's eyes, the small water droplets that burst out in an instant seemed to fall into a still time and space, and various strange phenomena evolved.

The endless water vapor in the world gathers, forming water droplets. The water droplets are crystal clear, but they are like solid states, slowly gathering, condensed into a stream rushing down from the mountains.

Then the streams expanded and flowed, converging into a vast and surging river on the earth, and the rivers would eventually return to the vast and endless sea, with momentum rising and endless.

This is not only the manifestation of water, but also contains various water artistic conceptions, with continuous and continuous slashing and continuous waves during violent times, destroying everything, full of destructive power.

The best is like water. Water is good at benefiting all things without fighting, and is in the way that everyone hates, so it is almost like the Tao.

Shui Wuhen’s martial arts are formed by observing the water path in the world, and its foundation lies in water. Although it transforms water into the human dragon’s path in the later stage, this blow is like explaining one of the water paths to the fullest. A small drop of water droplets contains birth and death, which is enough to teach the most outstanding masters in the world to the forefront.

"good!"

The word "good" is the praise of the world's number one swordsman. It is simple and has no description or prefix, but it is enough, because there are not many people who can afford the word "good" of the sword god.

It is also the word "good" that the sword of Qi rises in the wind. The three-foot soft light divides yin and yang, breaks through the day and night, just like the first ray of dawn that is born in heaven and earth, soft but not weak, with the strong sword intent to cut off everything, cutting this small drop of water into two pieces.

The sword light passed by, the water droplets broke, and the various strange phenomena that appeared in Wan Tiancheng's eyes and mind also disappeared without a trace. Then Wan Tiancheng saw the top of the mountain, and on both sides of the stone plate, only the sword god was sitting upright, and the water Wuhen disappeared without a trace, as if he had escaped.

"This, is this the highest level of Shui Yuanzhu? It's really amazing.

The master once said that I am good at making power and making sense by nature, and it is difficult to specialize in martial arts. I have only got three or two points of the essence of the water element. Now it seems that it is not fake.

But, can he really escape?"

Wan Tiancheng was trained by Shui Wuhen from childhood to adulthood. His martial arts foundation was extremely solid and his progress was not small. Therefore, he admired and admired Shui Wuhen very much. Even if the Dragon King was defeated today, it would be difficult to shake his position in his heart.

However, today, the person Shui Wuhen faced was facing Mr. Zhong Da, who had a sword light, was hard to imagine. Wan Tiancheng could not describe it.

Even though I learned that there seems to be something wrong with the sword god himself, the sword god is the sword god. The lean camel is bigger than a horse. Can Shui Wuhen really escape from the sky?

The next moment, the sword god smiled. Although Wan Tiancheng couldn't see the specific appearance of the sword god after being shrouded in invisible fog, he just knew that the sword god was laughing.

This is a feeling, a sense, not by the naked eye, but by the mind receiving some kind of news.

"There was a sword immortal in ancient times. He controlled a Qingming sword, traversing the world, and taking the heads of a thousand miles away. Do you think I am not as good as that sword immortal?

Shui Wuhen, take my sword.”

The words are still the superposition of two voices and tones, which makes people feel gloomy and terrifying. The next moment, the sword god slapped the stone plate in front of him, and the blue stone powder was sprinkled by the turbulent wind and scattered, and finally turned into a short sword with a simple shape and slightly shorter than normal length, which was inserted and suspended in front of the sword god.

"go."

With the word "Go", the bluestone sword turned into an ordinary stone plate in the green mountains increased greatly, and the sword energy roared, and with a whoosh, it broke through the sound barrier and turned into a green light and disappeared from its original place.

At the edge of the green mountain, Shui Wuhen, who was running all the way, was shattered by a powerful force, and was about to walk to the edge of this mountain. He was about to leave the range of this mountain and suddenly stopped on a path.

The next moment, Shui Wuhen whistled to the sky, and his body was full of primordial true energy penetrated his body. The martial spirit and his body blended with the true energy. The Dharma image once again turned into a big green-scale dragon. The dragon scales shone green and radiated with metallic luster.

The lower tail coiled in place, the dragon's long whispers floated, looking in a direction, and as he opened his mouth, a ball of water balls the size of a basketball was covered with blue lightning light. The birds and beasts in several miles were all impressed by a strong pressure and were unable to move on the ground.

This is not because Shui Wuhen does not know the importance of the seriousness of the matter, but because a fear of death suddenly arose in his heart, he lingers and keeps his body reflexively and stops, using the strongest defense method to resist.

In other words, if he still ran without hesitation as before and left his back to the Sword God, he would definitely die. Although he is also slim at present, he will always have a try.

"Zhong Yin, let me learn about your great sword."

The powerful will almost condense into a substance, and infinite beliefs are gathering. In a vague way, Shui Wuhen's dragon eyes bloomed with divine light. Under the pressure of desperate situation, there seemed to be signs of breakthrough, and his martial arts were getting higher.

If you are lucky enough to die, you may not be able to make progress again and grow into a state of divine sect that is comparable to Xiang Yang Tian Xingzi and others.

In the distant sky, a blue sword light suddenly passed by, slashing down at the green-scaled dragon with the power of ghosts and gods. The water ball lingering in the dragon's mouth spurted out, and the stone sword body was in the middle, smashing the stone sword to pieces.

Before Shui Wuhen was happy, a light sword that had escaped the body of the stone sword continued to slash with an unyielding momentum. This was the manifestation of the pure sword intent that was so strong that it could be distinguished by the naked eye.

"roar."

A shrill wail sounded like a desperate beast suffering fatal trauma.

On a messy land, sand and gravel were shattered, and plants were broken. A big green-scale dragon was slashed in two pieces by a glittering magic sword. Blood splashed out, and the thick fishy and dazzling red intertwined into a sword to slash the dragon.

Before Shui Wuhen died, he suddenly remembered the game of chess just now, and his situation was exactly the same as that game of chess.

Not making a move means running away without fighting, and as a result, the magic sword will kill the dragon. Perhaps this is his ultimate destiny.

A generation of martial arts myth ended, and suddenly passed away among the nameless green mountains.

"Oh, you old guy, dragged me for a moment and let him go away, just to prevent me from absorbing his martial arts growth. There are indeed some methods.

But, you are me, I am you, just a water Wuhen, what is it?

He'er, leave."

At the top of the mountain, the sword god suddenly talked to himself, and his voice turned young again, with dissatisfaction, and finally shouted.

As the sound rang out, a snow-white crane flew from a corner of the green mountain. It was huge, with a loud voice and abundant qi and blood.

It gives Wan Tiancheng the feeling that he is much stronger than him.
Chapter completed!