"Is this...sword intent crushing?"

Holding back his injuries, He Yan stood up.

As a swordsman genius and a core disciple of Lingyun Jiange, he immediately understood that this was the result of the sword intent that he had cultivated so hard and was crushed by others in all directions!

What he cultivates is the Supreme Sword Intention of the Sword Pavilion...

He was actually crushed by others, what happened?

"Ye Lian, is that you?" His face darkened.

Among the core disciples, he and Ye Lian were the only ones who came here for the assessment this time. Could it be that the other party had cultivated some powerful sword intent, which made him far inferior?

He hurriedly looked to one side and saw that the sword intention in the next room seemed to be oppressed, lying in the air like a soft snake, not daring to move.

"It's not me...I can't stand it anymore...Pfft!"

Before the sound ended, Ye Lian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the sword intent in the sky immediately collapsed.

His face turned pale and He Yan's body trembled slightly.

Sword intention is a kind of artistic conception. Some people understand it at a low level, while others naturally understand it at a high level.

Just like writing poetry, Li Bai suffered from the Anshi Rebellion with a high artistic conception. To write a poem about worrying about the country and the people, he would first go to the sky and spend some time with the fairies, and then "bleed and smear the weeds, and the jackals are all covered with tassels." If the artistic conception is low, just

I can only shout: What a beast!

Of course, this is just a metaphor. The real sword intent is the same as the bloodline of the holy beast. If you encounter a low bloodline, you will automatically feel scared when you encounter a high one!

How to fight when bloodline is suppressed?

He and Ye Lian, as the leaders of the sword pavilion, actually had someone use their sword intent to crush them easily. They had no strength to resist at all. What happened?

Who else has this ability?

"I don't believe that someone can surpass me by so much..."

Gritting his teeth, He Yan roared again, and the sword intent surged out of his body again.

Bang!

This time, before the white light formed, I felt a giant sword standing across my mind. Anyone who dared to resist would be struck down immediately, leaving him dead without a burial place!

Wow!

Cold sweat broke out on his head, and He Yan didn't dare to move anymore.

It was only at this moment that he finally understood that the little bit of sword intent he had comprehended was like a candlelight compared to the bright sun when compared with the opponent!

Not on the same concept!

If you force comparison, you will only be humiliating yourself!

When... did such a super strong person appear in Jiange?

Even the few monsters among the core disciples can't do it...

…

The same scene also happened in other rooms.

In an instant, all examiners in the entire Sword God Hall had their sword intentions suppressed and were unable to move.

Screaming repeatedly.

…

Lingyun Sword Pavilion, Sword Book Hall!

Piles of books filled the whole house.

Elder Wei sorted it out for who knows how many days and finally divided it into categories.

"Thank you for your hard work, Elder Wei. It will be much easier to make inquiries this way!" An old man walked in.

Another elder of Jianshutang, Jiang Yuan.

"Yes, all the books in the Sword Book Hall are the sword intentions left by the ancestors of the past generations! Everyone has different talents and abilities, and the sword intentions they understand are also different. It is indeed difficult to sort and classify them!"

Elder Wei stretched out and gave a wry smile: "Fortunately, it's done... But, just this time, if I were asked to reorganize it, I might as well commit suicide!"

"Sword Intent is sealed in books. If future generations want to learn it, they only need to open it and comprehend it carefully to understand the power of their ancestors. It is indeed very convenient, but... there are many types of Sword Intent, and they are not well classified. Once you pick up the wrong one, it is easy to cause harm.

The aura invasion will ultimately be of no use to your cultivation, but will cause great damage!"

Elder Jiang Yuan nodded: "You have classified it in such detail, and also marked the types and sword techniques. You have indeed spent a lot of effort, and you must have contributed a lot!"

"Yeah, I feel like my eyes are going to go blind..."

Elder Wei said: "You watch first, I'll take a rest..."

"Um!"

Elder Jiang Yuan responded. Just as he was about to explain something, his expression suddenly froze.

Wow!

There was a sound of books boiling, and the two of them looked forward at the same time. They saw that the sword books they had just sorted were all suspended in the air as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons. The sword intent was surging one after another, emitting the sound of sword collision.

.

His body was stiff, and Elder Wei felt like he was about to cry.

I finally finished sorting it out. Brother, why are you jumping up?

Wow!

The shock was not over. Many books bowed in one direction at the same time, as if commoners had seen a king!

Crackling!

It didn't matter what he said, the sorted books were piled together again, and even under the impact, the bookshelf fell to pieces, leaving the whole room in a mess.

"I...fuck!"

His vision went dark, Elder Wei's body swayed, and he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

Are you playing with me?

It was hard to sort it out, what should I do now...

"It should be... someone has understood a higher level of sword intention! The sword intention sealed in these sword books, collectively worship..."

Elder Jiang Yuan reacted and said.

"I know...but I won't come here sooner or later...I just finished tidying up..." Elder Wei scratched his hair.

After taking a look at the messy bookshelves and books on the floor, Elder Jiang Yuan was helpless: "How about rearranging it? Forget it... you'd better commit suicide!"

Elder Wei: "..."

…

Lingyun Jiange, in front of the huge portal, two figures were suspended in the air.

They were two old men who looked to be in their fifties.

On the left, there is a man in brocade clothes and jade belt, with a sharp sword aura between his brows, as if he wants to tear the world apart.

The one on the right has a round face, a full smile, and is somewhat kind.

The space in the sky is stable and the pressure is strong. Even Elder Lu Yun, who is in the virtual immortal realm, cannot fly, but the two of them are easily suspended in the air. Their strength is terrifying.

"Elder He, you have been comprehending here for more than thirty years, but can you comprehend the sword intention left by your ancestors?" The old man with a round face said with a smile.

"How could the ancestor's sword intent be so easily accessible..."

Elder He, who was wearing splendid clothes and jade belt on the left, shook his head: "Watching here, I just want to use the swordsmanship of my ancestors to suppress my spirit and make the swordsmanship I understand more refined..."

"Yes, the talent of our ancestors is unparalleled..."

The old man with a round face nodded. Before he finished speaking, he was also stunned. He quickly raised his head and looked at the giant sword in front of him.

Boom!

The huge long sword kept shaking, as if it would fly through the air at any time. The tens of thousands of meters of the gate were somewhat unbearable.

The pupils shrank.

This giant sword is the symbol of the entire Lingyun sword pavilion. Once it collapses, the other five sects will definitely laugh to death.

"It's the sword intention...the sword intention left by the ancestors, seems to have sensed something..."

Elder He also looked over and tightened his fists.

"What can the ancestor's sword sense sense?"

The elder with a round face was stunned for a moment, looked again, and suddenly his body stiffened: "Oops..."

Wow!

After the words ended, the giant sword in front of him immediately seemed to have lost its support, could no longer bear it, and suddenly collapsed.

Such a big sword is naturally not real, but is made of piles of rocks, bricks and the like. The reason why it has been able to stand for thousands of years is precisely because it is maintained by the sword spirit left by the ancestors!
To be continued...