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Chapter 2558 Sword Guts, Sword Soul

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    Zhang Ruochen, with disheveled hair, grabbed Shen Yuan's ancient sword, stood up rather staggeringly, looked arrogantly at the tombstones and the densely packed hanging swords in all directions, and said: "Come on, kill me, I have no fear."

    "Shuashua."

    A sword turned into a rain of light and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

    Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge whirlpool of sword rain has appeared.

    The center of the vortex is Zhang Ruochen.

    "Fight!"

    Zhang Ruochen kept swinging out Shen Yuan's sword, knocking it away.

    However, there are too many swords to stop them.

    In an instant, his chest and abdomen exploded to pieces, and his skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs were all turned into blood mist. No matter how strong his body's recovery ability was, it could not be reversed.

    No matter how strong the physical defense is, it cannot withstand it.

    Legs are shattered, arms are shattered, head is shattered

    Zhang Ruochen's physical body was completely destroyed and turned into a ball of blood mist. He died more completely than the last time he was attacked by millions of holy weapons from the hell army in Kunlun Realm.

    Last time, there was at least one skeleton left.

    This time, there were no bones left.

    After killing Zhang Ruochen, the swords flew back to the tomb.

    Ah Le was half-kneeling on the ground, holding the iron sword with his hand to prevent him from falling down. Tears as crimson as blood flowed from his eyes that were originally strong and cold. The pain in his heart at this moment was far worse than when the holy soul was beheaded.

    In the distance, the Cairo Earth Master saw this scene and laughed excitedly.

    How could something so bizarre happen in the world?

    Zhang Ruochen, who could not be killed by countless monks in heaven and hell despite all their efforts, actually died in this tomb forest and died under his own oath.

    Good, very good.

    Being able to see Zhang Ruochen die with his own eyes, he had completed his mission.

    Suddenly, Ah Le was keenly aware that not far away, there was a faint trace of life in the dense blood mist.

    "Wow¡ª¡ª"

    The blood mist vibrated and turned into a huge, rapidly rotating blood cocoon.

    The vitality is getting stronger and stronger.

    The blood cocoon shrank rapidly, condensing into a heroic figure. The flesh and blood body was intact, the stars and the universe were in the pupils, the eyebrows were like the sharp edge of a divine sword, the arms were as smooth as jade, but there were muscle lines.

    "Zheng!"

    The sound of swords sounded.

    Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew into his hand.

    Zhang Ruochen had a hint of confusion in his eyes. He looked at the sword in his hand, then looked inside, and finally understood a lot.

    Wan Jian didn¡¯t seem to have the intention to kill him, so it seemed that the sword energy was all over the place, but in fact, it only cut off his physical body and did not damage his sea of ????qi, holy soul, or spiritual power.

    " Otherwise, even if he refines the Bai Cang Blood Soil, he will not be able to recover again.

    Not only that, after the Wanjian attack, it seemed to be helping him to practice, cutting away some bad substances in his body, and leaving him with some secrets of the sword that he had never been exposed to before.

    For example, most of the material belonging to the God Yan that the Moon God helped him fuse with was cut off by Wanjian, leaving only 100 million flame divine patterns and part of the divine material.

    In the past, Zhang Ruochen's demigod body was already very powerful, but it was like a fat man with no body weight, unable to fight against the demigods with only his body.  It can't even compete with the Supreme Dharma Body of the Supreme Sage.

    However, the power of Wanjian helped him cut off the bad things in his demigod body, making his demigod body stronger and more refined.

    In addition, the impurities in the holy soul and spiritual power are also removed.

    At this moment, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he had stepped out of the quagmire. He felt indescribably relaxed and refreshed, and wanted to fly away.

    "Thank you for your help, seniors."

    Zhang Ruochen bowed in all directions.

    Although he didn¡¯t know why Wan Jian, who was buried in the tomb, helped him, it was indeed a huge help to him who wanted to gather the soul of the Heavenly Sword and practice the holy will of the third-grade sword.

    Like all the sages of swordsmanship in ancient times, they worked together to cleanse and build the foundation for him.

    Standing at the edge of the Kendo Tomb Forest, Master Cairo lost all smiles on his face. He was dumbfounded and almost collapsed. How could this happen?

    It has been shattered into blood mist, but it can actually come back to life again.

    There were not many words between Zhang Ruochen and A Le, they just looked at each other and smiled.

    Then, A Le grabbed the iron sword and embarked on the way back.

    Zhang Ruochen raised his sword and moved forward, continuing towards Jian Mountain.

    ¡°?How could a figure like Sword Ancestor have such a moment of powerlessness, helplessness, sadness, and humiliation?  He was so frightened by the darkness that he lost all his courage and fled to the Kunlun Realm.

    How powerful is the enemy he calls "darkness"?  Is there really no chance of winning?

    Zhang Ruochen firmly believes that even if Sword Ancestor has only a slight chance of winning, he will never escape.

    "Wow!"

    "Wordless Sword Manual" suddenly struggled violently and flew out of Zhang Ruochen's hand, flying towards the top of Sword Mountain.

    Zhang Ruochen immediately chased after him, but just as he was about to fly, he fell back to where he was.

    Having no choice but to climb up to the top of the mountain along a stone path.

    Climbing halfway up the cliff, I saw a cave.

    On the top of the cave, there are four ancient words engraved: "The place where the sword is left."

    Next to the cave, there is a line of newly engraved words, which contains the aura of Hades: "Today I have the courage of the Sword Ancestor, and from now on I will have nothing to fear in the world."

    "I should hold the sword in my hand and carry forward the legacy of the Sword Ancestor. When darkness comes again, I will be the one at the front."

    The sword courage was taken away by Hades!

    Zhang Ruochen entered the cave and found it empty.

    So, he continued to climb up along the stone path.

    Arriving at the top of Sword Mountain, a stone tablet and an ancient well appeared there.

    On the stone tablet, it is engraved: "The place where the sword soul is left."

    The Sword Ancestor had to give up his own courage to escape.

    If he had the courage, he would not be able to escape.

    In other words, the Sword Ancestor who went to Kunlun Realm can no longer be called a complete Sword Ancestor, and the swordsmanship passed down is not a complete swordsmanship either.

    " Just like the swordsmanship in the Kunlun world, they only know how to practice the sword soul.  How could any monk know this and still practice sword spirit?

    The soul is the essence.

    Soul is spirit.

    Sword soul is the spirit of kendo.

    "The sword soul of the Sword Ancestor is in this ancient well?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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