Chapter 163

"Sword Twenty-Two!"

Meng Changqing directly used the strongest sword move he currently knew!

Skipping Sword Twenty-One.

At the same time, he kept comprehending Sword Twenty-Three in his mind!

Pressure would stimulate potential!

An environment that was too comfortable would only make people slack, making it difficult to truly improve!

Hum!

The giant sword reaching the sky vibrated!

Thirty percent of his sword intent merged into the sword move!

Meng Changqing held Chixiao.

His entire aura reached its peak, and the sharpness swept through the clouds!

Slash!

Terrifying sword light bloomed from the Chixiao sword!

Just like the sun!

Shining through the eternal darkness!

The one hundred thousand demonic mountains that were pushing through collapsed piece by piece!

"This sword move!"

Duoming’s face turned slightly pale.

He thought the previous move should have been one of this person’s strongest moves.

It turned out there was an even stronger one!

"What kind of Heaven-grade sword technique is this?"

"It’s almost entirely focused on the path of the spirit!"

And because of that, it was highly lethal to him.

Even more critical was that full thirty percent of sword intent!

If it were just a prototype of sword intent, he wouldn't be afraid, but thirty percent was too terrifying for the boost in sword power!

Boom, boom, boom!

"No, I am not this person’s match; I must let the ancestor take action!"

Duoming quickly assessed the situation.

Actually, he should have run away from the beginning; after all, this was a world-shaking monster!

Not an ordinary prodigy!

But who told him to write a poem with his heart and soul, only to be called average?

Thinking of this.

Duoming turned and ran.

But how could Meng Changqing sit and watch him escape?

The Perfected-level "Light-Chasing Swift Sword Technique" was instantly activated, his body turning into sword light, and he quickly caught up.

"Weren't you going to kill me? Why are you running now?"

Meng Changqing provoked him with words.

At the same time, he began close-quarters combat with Duoming.

Various sword moves were constantly unleashed.

Under his super-grade comprehension, plus such an environment, the insights about Sword Twenty-Three in his mind became deeper and deeper, gradually taking shape.

If it continued like this, he would definitely be able to comprehend it!

Thinking of this, Meng Changqing’s eyes were as bright as light.

The sword moves in his hand became faster and more ferocious.

It was fortunate that he chose super-grade comprehension back then; otherwise, relying solely on high-grade comprehension, it would be almost impossible to comprehend it like this.

"You!"

(cjad)

Duoming glared.

But he felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

To think that he, a dignified level five peak Heavenly Demon, had been suppressed to this extent by a mere human martial artist!

And what made him most uncomfortable was that this person clearly had the ability to kill him, but kept pressing without killing!

As if he were sharpening a sword!

"Give it some effort!"

"Don't just keep defending; let me see the true power of the Heavenly Demon race!"

"If this continues, I will completely believe that you are not qualified to recite poetry!"

Meng Changqing said.

"Die for me!"

Duoming was completely enraged.

As if his reverse scale had been touched.

Since he couldn't shake off this person’s pursuit, he might as well have a good fight!

"Eye of Sinking: Demon God’s Heavenly Eye: Destructive Demonic Light!"

The body Duoming possessed exploded.

The thick flesh and blood were absorbed by his mental consciousness.

Then, only a huge blood-colored eye remained on the spot!

Standing upright in mid-air.

Terrifying mental pressure spread out in circles, setting off ripples!

This was Duoming’s trump card power!

He couldn't easily use it until he reached level six!

The aftereffects were very serious.

But there was no other way now!

Under this mental pressure, Meng Changqing was incredibly pleasantly surprised, because the framework of Sword Twenty-Three in his mind was becoming clearer and clearer!

The speed of comprehension skyrocketed!

Finally, at some moment!

There seemed to be a sound of shattering in the dark.

Sword Twenty-Three, completely understood!

And the "Imperial Sword Scripture: Great Expansion Twenty-Three Swords" also completely stepped into perfection.

Surpassing the Peak Master of Lingxiao Peak!

"I really have to thank you, otherwise I’m afraid I would have had to use an attainment card in the future to improve quickly."

"So as a thank you, I will let you die more painlessly."

Meng Changqing’s aura changed drastically at this moment.

All his aura returned to his body, looking somewhat calm.

But in reality.

It had a sense of oppression like before a storm!

Like an ancient divine sword that had been sealed for a long time, finally reaching the time to be unsheathed.

"Nonsense, die!"

Duoming couldn't understand what Meng Changqing was saying at all.

What attainment card.

It was all confusing.

He directly vibrated his blood eyes.

Boundless black demonic light swept over, like a world-destroying flood, wiping out all things and living beings.

Even the void seemed about to be corroded!

"Chixiao, you will like this sword."

Meng Changqing smiled slightly.

Having comprehended it.

He also knew the power of this sword; it was absolutely terrifying.

Hum!

Chixiao was extremely expectant.

It emitted a clear sword cry.

"Sword... Twenty-Three!"

A steady voice resounded.

Then heaven and earth shook violently!

Wind and clouds were the sword, yellow sand was the sword, the sky was the sword, the nine lands were the sword; wherever the gaze reached, it was all surging sword intent!

All things in the heavens.

At this moment, they seemed to merge together, turning into the most unparalleled sword in the world!

Slash!

The Chixiao sword slashed out horizontally.

The brilliant sword light crossed the demonic light and also crossed the blood-colored eye.

Crack, crack, crack!

All things instantly entered a state of collapse.

The demonic light was dissipating, and the blood eye was cracking.

It could not be contained, it could not be stopped.

Like a predetermined fate!

"This... sword..."

Duoming’s consciousness was also dissipating, and in his eyes, besides horror, there was also awe.

Because in his demonic life, he had never seen such a powerful sword move.

Was it really something that could exist in the human world?

Perhaps only the ancestor could resist it.

And even the ancestor might not be able to do so easily.

"Truly... a monster..."

When his consciousness completely fell into darkness, Duoming only had this one thought in his heart.

Clink~

He sheathed his sword.

Meng Changqing stood in the void.

The cold wind blew, and his black hair danced wildly.

At this moment, his whole body was permeated with thick sword intent, like a peerless swordsman!

Making people look on with awe!

The surrounding void was even trembling!

Without hesitation, Meng Changqing raised his right hand, and dense, pitch-black iron chains surged out.

Entangling Duoming’s mental consciousness.

He began the extraction.

After a Heavenly Demon died, it would soon dissipate, so he couldn't waste time.

After a dozen breaths.

A wisp of deep black Heavenly Demon Qi.

Appeared before Meng Changqing’s eyes.

This color, this quality, far exceeded the previous ones; once absorbed, his cultivation base would definitely be greatly improved!