Chen Hao's fingers touched the sword mark on the high platform.

In an instant, a bright sword light shot out from the sword mark, completely engulfing Chen Hao.

"Lord!"

The white-haired old man was shocked. He saw Chen Hao's figure disappearing little by little as he was submerged in the sword light.

Moreover, Chen Hao's breath could no longer be sensed at this time.

Could it be that Chen Hao was obliterated by the sword marks like those creatures in the past who tried to obtain the Taibai Sword Intent?

"Don't worry."

An Jiuge raised his hand to signal the white-haired old man to calm down:

"Not only did my little friend not die, he also got an opportunity!"

"Opportunity?"

The white-haired old man looked at the place shrouded in sword light in surprise:

"Mr. Chen obtained the legendary sword intention?"

An Jiuge laughed and said nothing.

At this moment, a crack appeared in the hemispherical area formed by the sword light.

Then comes the second, third, fourth...

There were more and more cracks, and finally with a "boom", all the sword light shattered into tiny raindrops of light.

Chen Hao's figure appears again!

Although Chen Hao is still dressed in white, looking cool and uninhibited, he looks no different from before.

But the white-haired old man still noticed something strange in Chen Hao's eyes.

Compared with before, Chen Hao's eyes were deeper, even he couldn't see through them.

The most frightening thing is that not only can he not see through Chen Hao now, but when he stares into Chen Hao's eyes, he feels like his seven souls and six souls are falling towards the endless abyss.

Chen Hao's eyes are like a galaxy or a devil's abyss. They cannot be stared at or speculated on!

"My little friend, how do you feel?"

An Jiuge came to Chen Hao with a smile.

"Taibai Sword Intent is well-deserved."

Chen Hao expressed his truest feelings.

Along the way, he met many masters of swordsmanship, and even discussed the true meaning of swordsmanship with ancient swordsmen.

But after experiencing Haoran's sword intention, Chen Hao finally understood how childish the swordsmanship he had seen and imagined in the past was.

The majestic momentum of Haoran's sword intention, the sharpness of the sword's power, and the loftiness of his swordsmanship were such that even Chen Hao, who had reached the peak of a true immortal, was still deeply shocked.

Although it only took Chen Hao less than half a stick of incense to comprehend Haoran's sword intention just now, Chen Hao felt as if a lifetime had passed.

During that time, Chen Hao was like a naughty boy who came to the foot of a high mountain and started to climb up from the bottom of the mountain, never stopping in the cold or the scorching heat of winter.

It wasn't until he transformed from a young child into a gray-haired old man that Chen Hao finally climbed up this mountain and finally fully understood the meaning of Haoran's sword.

"Can I show it to you?"

An Jiuge bowed slightly, his posture was very low.

Chen Hao smiled and nodded happily.

Chen Hao stood on the high platform of Shixian, holding the sword of life and death made from the black and yellow mother's Qi source root. The smile on his face gradually faded, his expression gradually became serious, and finally he became murderous.

Before the sword could be moved, the wind blew up and blew the corners of Chen Hao's clothes.

At the moment when Chen Hao's clothes were blown up.

An Jiuge's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He subconsciously pulled the white-haired old man back a hundred steps.

The white-haired old man was also sweating now, and the clothes on his back were wet with sweat.

He and An Jiuge are both powerful monks at the Immortal Emperor level.

But just now, both he and An Jiuge were feeling cold, as if billions of sharp swords were cutting their skin.

If they don't retreat, they will lose their skin even if they don't die!

"Horrible! So scary!"

The white-haired old man wiped the fine cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Chen Hao's figure from a distance in fear:

"The sword has not yet been unsheathed and the power of the sword has not yet been raised. It has such power. If the sword is really swung, wouldn't the sky and the earth be shattered?"

The words just fell.

bass!

Accompanied by a sword chant.

The sword of life and death in Chen Hao's hand has been unsheathed.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hao stabbed out with his sword.

The path of the sword is straight and straight forward, with nothing fancy about it.

However, the power of the sword is wild, like a rushing river, like a surging ocean!

hold head high!

Suddenly there was the roar of a dragon.

Immediately afterwards, two real dragons, one black and one white, appeared behind Chen Hao.

The two true dragons were entangled with each other, constantly climbing upwards, and finally flew to the nine heavens.

Then the sword in Chen Hao's hand burst into ink-colored light, like a rushing river, covering the world in an instant.

In just the blink of an eye, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers turned into a black and white ink painting!

At the same time, the black and white dragons above the sky roared and began to roam freely in the ink painting.

The two real dragons, one black and one white, are like the two pens in the hands of Immortal Taibai, which draw the mountains and rivers, the beautiful world and the awe-inspiring righteousness.

"A little bit of awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind."

Chen Hao sang loudly.

Although this is not a poem written by Taibai, Chen Hao feels that it is very appropriate to use it here.

"A little bit of awe-inspiring energy, a thousand miles of joyful wind..."

Both An Jiuge and the white-haired old man kept repeating this sentence, their eyes becoming brighter.

Under the Shixian Terrace, the elite soldiers of the awe-inspiring cave looked at the landscape paintings and the black and white dragons, but what kept echoing in their ears was Chen Hao's "a little aura of awe-inspiring wind, a thousand miles of joyful wind".

These elite soldiers couldn't help but remember that when An Jiuge summoned them to Shixiantai and said that Chen Hao was going to review them, they were quite dissatisfied.

Although many of them have heard about Chen Hao's deeds at the first level of the Imperial Road, as the saying goes, hearing is false and seeing is believing. Without seeing Chen Hao's power with their own eyes, how can they be convinced by a young man like Chen Hao?

Therefore, when they came to Shixiantai, they all tacitly swore that when they met Chen Hao later, they would squeeze Chen Hao and make Chen Hao embarrassed.

Now recalling their thoughts at that time, they all blushed and felt ashamed.

Chen Hao not only realized the amazing sword intention left by Immortal Taibai that no one had understood for thirteen hundred years.

He also demonstrated the sword intent to them without any intention of hiding anything.

Chen Hao's strength, talent, and state of mind...

They are much stronger than them.

Even if Chen Hao is just a young junior.

But they were already convinced by Chen Hao.

suddenly.

The ink painting of mountains and rivers collapses.

The black and white true dragons are even more scattered.

The peace and beauty just now were shattered.

A sharp sword suddenly appeared.

The divine sword fell from the sky, the sky was split into two halves, and the earth was cracked inch by inch.

Under the high platform, all the elites of Haoran Cave Heaven were unconscious.

"Little friend?"

"Mr. Chen?"

An Jiuge and the white-haired old man both looked at Chen Hao without knowing why.

Chen Hao put the sword of life and death back into its scabbard and explained at the same time:

"The sword I just struck not only demonstrated Haoran's sword intention, but also allowed the elites of the cave to understand Haoran's sword intention."

"They seem to be in a coma now, but in fact, they have all entered the illusion of sword intent. As for how much they can comprehend, it depends on their own destiny."

Hearing this, An Jiuge and the white-haired old man were very excited and hurriedly saluted Chen Hao:

"Thank you, little friend!"

"Thank you Mr. Chen."

Chen Hao helped the two of them up, waved his hands and said with a smile:
Chapter completed!