Immortality begins with the sword of ignorance

"Use all your abilities. When I take action, you will have no chance."

"Arrogance!"

Facing Zhong Cang's reminder, the first thing that arose in Yu Shuang's heart was that Zhong Cang was too crazy.

However, he didn't wait for him to express his thoughts.

With a "yin", a melodious and crisp sword cry echoed between heaven and earth.

However, the sweet and melodious music belonged to someone else. Hearing this sound, Yu Shuang suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

What frightened him even more was that the shadow of a domineering and sharp long sword emerged from the sea of ​​his mind.

"You can't listen to this sound of sword chanting!"

Upon noticing this, Yu Shuang immediately closed his ears.

The effect of this was that Zhong Cang's second sword chant was blocked by him.

However, before he could be happy, the sound of the third sword chant echoed in the world again.

Although three is not the ultimate number, it is still a special number.

As the sound of sword chants was superimposed three times, its characteristics also changed.

The sound is loud, but the elephant is invisible.

Even if Yu Shuang closed his ears, the sound of the sword was still transmitted to his soul.

What was even more unfavorable to him was that the superposition of sword intent was completed in Zhong Cang's sea of ​​consciousness.

Therefore, even if he did not hear the second sword cry, he still had to bear the power of the three swords.

"Clang!"

When everything was ready, Zhong Cang drew his sword.

This sword does not cut the physical body, only the soul.

Taking the phantom of the Heart Sword as the coordinate, Zhong Cang poured his sword intention into it and slashed towards Yu Shuang's soul.

"No!!!"

The sharp sword intent suddenly appeared in his mind, which made Yu Shuang let out a shrill scream and tried his best to resist it.

But, it's useless.

Spiritual energy, physical body, and divine soul. Among the three levels of cultivation, the cultivation of the divine soul is the most difficult.

Although Yu Shuang also cultivates the soul, the quality of the soul cannot be compared with Zhong Cang - every time he comprehends a meaning, Zhong Cang will have an epiphany, and the strength of the soul will increase by one point.

As of now, Zhong Cang has understood more than ten kinds of meanings.

Therefore, for others, spiritual energy is easy to cultivate, and the physical body is easy to cultivate, but only the soul is difficult to cultivate.

But here with Zhong Cang, it's the other way around.

The strength of his soul is the strongest among the three levels of spiritual body.

With this powerful soul alone, Zhong Cang can already crush Yu Shuang. When his three times the sword intent is superimposed, he is bullying others.

"laugh"

As the sword slashed through, all the defenses Yu Shuang had set up in his soul were easily cut off by Zhong Cang like flowers in a mirror or the moon in the water.

Without any defense, Zhong Cang struck directly at Yu Shuang's soul with a sword, and this made his screams even more miserable.

"No!!!"

Amidst the shrill screams, Yu Shuang's body fell directly to the ground.

His clones that filled the sky exploded like bubbles.

"Bang bang bang..."

In this way, Yu Shuang, who had transformed into more than a hundred clones, did not even move before he was projected by Zhong Cang with the Heart Sword and carried out a dimensionality reduction strike.

And the act of defeating Yu Shuang without even taking a single step, just with the appearance of the sword chant, also made everyone more in awe of Zhong Cang.

"???"

"what happened?"

"Lord Zhong Cang hasn't drawn his sword yet, has he? Why was Yu Shuang defeated?"

"Last time against Qin Ru, Lord Zhong Cang at least used one sword. Now, doesn't he even use the sword anymore?"

"hiss……"

"You can defeat the enemy with just the sound of the sword, so strong!"

"How can we defeat such a being?"

"Don't ask me, I can't think of it anyway..."

"..."

As Yu Shuang fell to the ground without warning, loud discussions also sounded around him.

In the midst of the discussion, everyone's fear and awe of Zhong Cang turned into firewood, and the sword shadow transformed from the Wuming Intention Sword condensed again. This was reflected in the attribute panel, It is the proficiency of the Wuming Intention Sword that has skyrocketed.

When Zhong Cang closed his eyes to welcome the harvest, the atmosphere in Sihai Restaurant suddenly became silent.

Silence, depression, fear...the huge pressure like the deep sea made all the talented monks feel depressed.

Even they didn't expect that Zhong Cang would kill Yu Shuang without even drawing his sword.

However, after all, they were the group of people with the most outstanding talents in Yunmeng Tianyu. While they felt the pressure, some people also saw Zhong Cang's methods.

"Soul attack?"

"Please note that Zhong Cang's attack medium is sound... I now believe the previous rumors. Zhong Cang does have the idea of ​​marrying Yan Miaoyin. After all, that fairy is best at sonic attacks."

"There is something wrong with the sword cry. The three sword clangs are each stronger than the last. This is definitely a build-up of momentum... His shocking sword cannot be struck easily. It requires a long period of accumulation."

"You mean, attack first and interrupt his momentum?"

"Before he completes his momentum, you can also attack his body."

"...This method is good. If we do this, we probably won't have to face that shocking sword."

During the discussion, a group of geniuses consciously discovered Zhong Cang's weakness, and this made their eyes shine.

The next day, a fast monk stood opposite Zhong Cang and challenged him.

That was a monk who practiced the wind method and understood the meaning of flowing wind.

Like the son of the wind, he is indeed extremely fast.

When fighting Zhong Cang, as soon as he remembered the first sword sound, he rushed to Zhong Cang's side like a strong wind.

Such speed made Zhong Cang's brows slightly raised.

The speed was so fast that when Zhong Cang collided with him for the first time, there was no time to play the second sword sound.

"good!"

Seeing this scene, many people in the Sihai Restaurant were applauding. Even those proud people who valued face tightened their grip and felt excited.

However, their happiness only lasted for a breath.

Even without the triple stack of sword intent, Zhong Cang's strength is still enough to crush ordinary geniuses who are not even true disciples.

Not to mention, in addition to the superposition of the Heart Sword, Zhong Cang also has the characteristic of fluctuations in all things, and can see through the weaknesses of others.

The first time the monk got close, his weakness was spotted by Zhong Cang.

Because he was very close to him, Zhong Cang did not use his sword energy to attack, but placed his palm on the Gengjin gourd.

Then, Zhong Cang casually pulled out a long sword made of pure white sword energy.

In the next breath, the long sword was like a stream of light, slashing towards the wind monk.

"Shua!"

"You can avoid it!"

When Zhong Cang drew his sword, the monk with the intention of the flowing wind was not very afraid at first, but felt that with his own strength, he might not be able to resist the sword, but with his best speed, he would definitely be able to dodge it.

But, just when he had such an idea.

"Qiang!" With a sound, the pure white sword was pulled out by Zhong Cang.

Then, something happened that made his pupils shrink.

The drawn long sword not only gave him an endless sense of sharpness, but also brought an invincible and domineering feeling.

Locked and suppressed by that overbearing thought, the Wind Monk's body and soul felt as if they were being targeted by a natural enemy. They froze suddenly and could not move.

Under this situation, he could only watch helplessly as Zhong Cang's long sword slashed towards him.

"Move! Move!"

He didn't want to lose, so he frantically stirred up his thoughts, hoping to break free from the crushing force of his overbearing thoughts.

This break away...succeeded.

There is no way, Zhong Cang's road to invincibility has not been completed after all, and therefore, his current domineering thoughts can intimidate the weak.

But he can't stun enemies of the same level with just his domineering thoughts.

However, although he was able to break free, it took the Wind Monk a breath of time to go from being shocked to being broken free.

This time is not long.

But when masters fight, every second counts. This short breath has already determined the outcome of the battle.

"Chila!"

When the wind monk was immobilized, Zhong Cang's pure white sword struck him.

Relying on the sharpness of Taibai Gengjin's sword energy and the fact that Zhong Cang's slash followed the fluctuations and weaknesses in his body, Zhong Cang's sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo.

Like a sharp blade cutting through paper, Zhong Cang easily cut through the various protections on the Wind Monk's body, and struck him with one sword.

"Pfft..."

When Zhong Cang let go, a huge amount of blood sprayed out from the monk's body.

It was better for Zhong Cang to hold back, otherwise, Zhong Cang could have cut him in half with this sword.

"Shua..."

With a casual wave, the pure white long sword was swung away by Zhong Cang, and the wind monk's body softened and he collapsed directly to the ground.

There is no doubt that Zhong Cang still wins this battle, and as before, he still defeats the enemy with one sword.

Facing such a scene, the surrounding monks were silent for a while, but they were just silent and not too shocked.

——These people have become accustomed to Zhong Cang's power.

"You still haven't used the second sword?"

"To be honest, I no longer expect anyone to be able to defeat Lord Zhong Cang, but it's so shameful that he can't even resist a sword."

"I have always heard that the monks in the Beiyuan Province have stronger fighting abilities than us because they have to compete with demons, but now it seems that they are not even a little bit stronger!"

"Oh, I just ask us monks from Yunmeng Tianyu to gain some energy so that Lord Zhong Cang can use his second sword..."

"Yes... someone will definitely force Zhong Cang to use his second sword!"

Because they have become accustomed to Zhong Cang's power, the requirements of ordinary monks in Yunmeng Tianyu have been lowered.

They no longer expect Zhong Cang to lose, they just hope that their genius can gain some momentum and let Zhong Cang use the second sword to avoid defeat so miserably.

However, ordinary monks are pessimistic.

But the eyes of all the geniuses in Sihai Pavilion brightened after watching this battle.

"I got it right!"

"His sword has no power that cannot be resisted."

"The way to deal with him is to attack with force. As long as we attack first, we can make him unable to use that sword. Without that amazing sword, his strength is about the same as ours. I can compete with him." Fight!"

"Can win!"

"Zhong Cang, I want to challenge you..."

"he's mine!"

Seeing the hope of victory, the moods of all the geniuses suddenly relaxed.

Then, in order to get the chance to fight Zhong Cang first, these geniuses fought hard based on their reasons.

They even almost started fighting in order to be the first to fight Zhong Cang.

No, a fight has already started.

"I am stronger, Zhong Cang should be left to me to deal with."

"he's mine."

"It's useless to talk more. Let's fight."

"Hmph, let's fight!"

…

"???"

"what happened?"

"Why did they fight?"

The direct descendants of the great sect suddenly started fighting, which made the ordinary monks who were depressed feel a little confused and even more sad.

He was confused because he didn't know why Tianjiao was fighting.

What makes them sad is that they feel that there is a powerful foreign enemy in front of them. Instead of working together, they are fighting among themselves, which naturally makes them uncomfortable.

Not wanting to embarrass themselves again, many monks stepped forward to dissuade him.

Naturally, those direct descendants of the great sect would not listen to such dissuasion.

However, in the process of dissuading them, the ordinary monks understood why their geniuses fought with each other.

They - found a way to deal with Zhong Cang.

"You said that Zhong Cang's sword needs to be accumulated. If he is not given time to accumulate energy, he will not be able to use that sword at all?"

"Yes, many geniuses said this, and they also said that without that amazing sword, even though Zhong Cang is strong, they can still cope with it."

At this point, the people talking looked at each other with uncontrollable ecstasy on their faces.

"Hahaha, we still have a chance to win, okay, okay, okay!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu To be honest, I was already in despair. I just wanted Zhong Cang to use his second sword. I didn’t expect that now things have turned around!"

"Hahaha, our Yunmeng Tianyu is not weak!"

The emotion of crying and laughing was enough to show how excited he was.

And this news soon spread throughout the Tianhai Immortal City through everyone's mouths, and then spread throughout the Yunmeng Tianyu.

The atmosphere in Tianhaixian City changed from low pressure to noisy again.

Because they saw hope, everyone in Yunmeng Tianyu breathed a sigh of relief and cheered up again.

However, is the need to accumulate strength really Zhong Cang's weakness?

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