Liu Jiantang fell into a strange state, staring blankly into the distance, while the surrounding spiritual energy became increasingly chaotic.
For a fleeting moment, something seemed to flash before my eyes, but I couldn't grasp it.
But gradually, he realized that the Dragon Slayer Sword he had held since childhood was neither his reliance nor his lifelong pursuit.
It turns out that after the Dragon-Slaying Sword truly disappeared, he was not incapable of wielding other swords. At this moment, Liu Jiantang seemed to have realized something.
Suddenly, the thunder in the sky became even more violent, but this time the thunder was not caused by Yinglong in the sky, but by Liu Jiantang on the back mountain of the Discipline Hall.
A bolt of lightning struck Liu Jiantang, but he paid no heed and was not injured at all. However, his eyes were gentler and no longer as sharp as before. His temples were gray, and his expression was more serene, like a gentle old gentleman who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
He raised his hand and pointed, a sword aura rose from the ground and dispersed the thunderclouds, but the thunderclouds quickly regrouped, this time with even greater force. Dozens of thunderbolts fell towards Liu Jiantang. Liu Jiantang smiled bitterly, "The sword in my heart is complete, what can the thunder tribulation do to me?"
After saying that, he turned his head to look in the direction of the Sword Tomb and sensed a powerful aura.
That nameless sword had accompanied the old hero Yang Zui on the Great Wall of Demon Control for thousands of years, protecting the human race. It was brought back to the Heavenly Sword Sect by Xiao Yuhan and enshrined in the Sword Tomb.
Today, Liu Jiantang has entered the Dao through the sword, and his swordsmanship has reached a state of perfection. He laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed through the valley and throughout the world. The entire Heavenly Sword Sect knew that it was Liu Jiantang's laughter.
With a single step, he soared into the clouds and arrived before the demonic dragon. Everyone saw Liu Jiantang's figure, and many stopped to watch, seemingly wanting to see what the man was up to.
He stood in the sky, and with a casual grab, a celestial sword flew from the Sword Tomb. It was the Hero Sword that the old hero Yang Zui had possessed. The sword was originally nameless, but Xiao Yuhan called it the Hero Sword when he brought it.
"A skeleton that's been dead for many years? Does it even deserve to be called a dragon?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword, and the earth-shattering sword energy severed the head of the bone dragon. The bone dragon was still breathing, but all that could be seen was a huge bone dragon head falling into the martial arts arena of the Heavenly Sword Hall.
With his other hand, Liu Jiantang grabbed the dragon skeleton. In an instant, countless sword energies burst forth from within the skeleton, shattering it into countless fragments.
Although Liu Jiantang in mid-air was no longer as sharp and aggressive, he was even more dignified.
The Hero's Sword fell from the sky, piercing through the dragon's skull, and Liu Jiantang's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Those who offend my Heavenly Sword Sect shall be killed without mercy!"
These words greatly boosted the morale of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Especially after Liu Jiantang personally slew the dragon, everyone witnessed the divine power of the so-called number one sword immortal. He was able to kill a resurrected demonic dragon so casually. Such strength was enough to intimidate all the enemies present.
Chen Gongming stared at Liu Jiantang in the air with a pale face. He thought to himself that he had also entered the Dao Integration Realm after years of imprisonment, so why was this kid, who had just entered the Dao Integration Realm, able to have such a terrifying oppressive force?
He didn't understand, and couldn't figure it out, but after that demonic dragon was killed, Liu Jiantang's next target was naturally him.
When Liu Jiantang appeared in front of Chen Gongming, his face was extremely pale.
"Uncle-Master Chen, if you put down your sword now, you might be able to die a good death!"
Chen Gongming snorted, "Little brat, what do you think you are? Back when we came up the mountain, I was the one who taught you how to hold a sword. Now that we are both cultivators of the Dao Integration Realm, do you think you can beat me?"
Liu Jiantang said expressionlessly, "Uncle, you were able to achieve Dao by borrowing the remaining spiritual power of that demonic dragon, right? This path is not the true path of the sword. I dare not say anything else, but if you were to draw your sword again now, you would not be able to harm me in the slightest."
Chen Gongming was not intimidated by a few words and attacked with all his might. At this time, Nanmen Linjiang no longer insisted on his own principles, because the long battle made him realize that Chen Gongming was not easy to deal with, so he was relieved that Liu Jiantang could come to help.
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