Let’s talk about Qin Tian and Yuwen Yong at this moment. They were moving forward side by side. As for the sword energy that was all over the sky, it gradually became less as they moved forward.
To be precise, it is not that the number of swords has decreased, but that the sword energy has merged together, and the power of the sword has undergone an essential change due to the gathering of quantity.
The fewer swords there are, the greater their power. The power of one sword is like a blow from a strong man in the early stage of Tiangang Realm, and the sword energy is still constantly merging and becoming stronger.
"This sword is getting stronger and stronger. If we retreat now, there is still a glimmer of hope." Qin Tian reminded Yuwen Yong.
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Yong laughed heartily and said, "I was born for the sword. The way of the sword is my lifelong pursuit. What's wrong with dying by the sword?! Those who are not willing to die for their ideals are mediocre!"
Yuwen Yong was a man of unwavering faith, and devoted his entire life to the art of swordsmanship, not for anything else but simply for the joy in his heart.
The sword is everything to him, and swordsmanship is more important than anything else. This is Yuwen Yong.
Qin Tian smiled slightly. It had been a long time since he had seen someone so persistent in something. Most people were only interested in it in groups of two or three, liked it in a hurry, and gave up in a hurry.
As the words fell, Yuwen Yong's speed increased a lot. Without dodging or evading, he faced the sharp edge of the sword.
After half an hour, Yuwen Yong's body was covered with wounds and his strength was almost exhausted. Now he could only attack with his strong willpower.
As for Qin Tian, as strong as he was, he was also a little tired. As early as a quarter of an hour ago, the sword energy they faced was already like the attack of a strong man in the middle stage of Tiangang Realm.
If it wasn't a full-strength attack, Qin Tian and Yuwen Yong would have died long ago.
At this moment, the sword energy stopped attacking, and the two had time to catch their breath. Yuwen Yong said tiredly, "The sword energy is constantly gathering. Although it has stopped temporarily, the next sword will definitely reach an extremely powerful peak state. It is not something you and I can withstand."
Qin Tian smiled faintly when he heard this, "That may not be the case. Why, do you regret it?"
Yuwen Yong grinned, "Regret? There's no such word in my dictionary. I just feel a little regretful."
At this moment, Yuwen Yong had lost some of his fighting spirit and felt unwilling to give up. His swordsmanship had not yet reached the level he expected, and it would be too unfair for him to die like this.
At this moment, a huge sword took shape in front of the two of them. It was a giant sword that could measure the heaven and earth.
Even from a great distance, the power of the sword made people feel extreme fear and trembling from the depths of their souls.
In the entire space, the countless stars were extinguished by this sword, and the entire world turned into darkness. Only the light of the sword existed above the world.
"This... what kind of sword is this, what kind of sword intent is this! If my swordsmanship can reach this level, it will be worth it even if I die!" Yuwen Yong said with strong desire.
Such a sword was beyond Yuwen Yong's cognition. In his opinion, even the strongest person at the top level of the heavenly realm, the Taoist giant, Heavenly Sword Master Qi Xuanzhen, could not use such a sword.
Qin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. Such a sword was indeed powerful, but now it was only strong in sword intent. The power in the sword could only be compared with that of a strong man in the late Tiangang realm.
Even so, looking around, no one who entered the holy realm could take on such a sword, not because of its power, but because of its powerful sword intent.
However, although such sword intent is strong and strikes people's hearts directly, other people will naturally lose their fighting spirit, but for Qin Tian, it will not have any effect at all. What Qin Tian has to deal with now is the power of the late Tiangang Realm on the sword.
Although it is not easy to take this sword, Qin Tian has played all his cards, so it is still enough to take it.
"Transfer your skills to me." Qin Tian said lightly.
Hearing this, Yuwen Yong subconsciously asked, "What are you going to do? Do you think you can take such a sword?"
"How do you know if you don't try? Your faith in Taoism has been shaken!" Qin Tian said slowly.
Unconsciously, Yuwen Yong's firm heart of Taoism was still affected, but Qin Tian's words woke him up from his dream.
"Indeed, my Taoist heart is unstable. The sword intent on this sword is really too powerful. It has worn away my sharpness for a while." Yuwen Yong said with some shame.
After Qin Tian's words, he finally reacted, kept his heart of Tao, and his indomitable determination emerged.
Yuwen Yong said loudly, "I'll help you!"
Qin Tian smiled and nodded, ready himself. In fact, with Qin Tian's strength, he was able to take on the sword even by himself. However, the loss was too great. If the treasure appeared at that time, Yuwen Yong would not be polite.
Now, letting Yuwen Yong help him can not only share some of the pressure for him, but also serve as a guard against Yuwen Yong. What's more, it is hard to say what dangers may arise after this sword, so Qin Tian naturally has to keep some tricks up his sleeve.
At this moment, the huge silver sword in the distance fell, and wherever it passed, the space was constantly shattered.
"Come! Fight!" Qin Tian shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuwen Yong continuously input his skills into Qin Tian. If it were usual, Yuwen Yong would never agree to Qin Tian's request.
But now, the situation has really changed. The power of this sword is unquestionable. In his opinion, it is already a situation of inevitable death. Naturally, he has no other concerns and can only try his best.
Qin Tian, on the other hand, transformed the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, the Emperor Flame, and more than ten thousand medium-grade spirit stones into misty power, and Qin Tian also brought the misty power to an extremely peak state.
When the huge sword was about to fall, Qin Tian took action instantly. The god-killing sword that gathered all his strength was extremely domineering and powerful. When the two swords clashed, the space shattered, and the stars in the sky that flickered were turned into powder under the clash of their powers.
Qin Tian and Yuwen Yong took several steps back at the same time. Yuwen Yong put his hands on Qin Tian's back and tried his best to stabilize their bodies.
"Hold on!" Yuwen Yong roared, transferring all his strength into Qin Tian's body without reservation, and Qin Tian also tried his best.
Bang!
After a loud bang, the huge sword disappeared, and Qin Tian and Yuwen Yong both flew backwards. At a distance of more than ten meters, Qin Tian was able to relieve the powerful impact, and then he put his hand on Yuwen Yong's back to stabilize his body.
It worked! It really worked! They actually managed to block the sword. It was incredible!
At this moment, Yuwen Yong's eyes were changing as he looked at Qin Tian. Qin Tian's strength was so strong.
At the same time, a tree slowly emerged in front of the two of them. It looked like the towering tree above the Chishui River, but it was much smaller.
"That is... the origin of the sacred tree!" Yuwen Yong said weakly with surprise.
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