Chapter 941

Afterward, the old Sword Venerable actually stood still in place!

He stood with his hands behind his back, holding his sword, quietly watching the several sword blades swirl over, neither avoiding nor dodging.

Just as the four swords were about to hit him!

Hum!

A stern sword hum sounded from his heart.

In an instant, Su Ming felt all the flying swords he was controlling tremble violently.

Afterward, all four swords broke free from his control!

The four weapons wrapped in golden thunder broke free from Su Ming's sword-control power, turned their heads, and returned violently, shooting toward Su Ming!

It took only an instant to surround Su Ming.

Su Ming was absolutely stunned!

It was always him taking others' swords.

How could someone else take his own sword!?

【Intent · Sword Control】 was an epic-quality skill; the opponent had actually been able to directly crush and counter-control it!

"What a move of sword control!"

Xiang Wuhui laughed loudly.

He stepped forward and moved his fingers slightly.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh.

The four flying swords fell to the ground, inserted diagonally beside Su Ming.

He had actively released the sword-control method and returned them.

"Su Ming!"

"I didn't expect you to actually know the Sword Control Technique."

His voice was excited; he tilted his head and drank a large mouthful of wine, his cheeks slightly red, somewhat tipsy.

Su Ming had actually self-created a Sword Control Technique.

Simply... a peerless genius!

He stared at Su Ming, his eyes filled with deep appreciation.

"Kid, this is a self-created Sword Control Art, right? It has some fundamental differences from the Shushan Sword Sect's Sword Control Method."

Su Ming nodded.

His 【Intent · Sword Control】 skill had been upgraded all the way from gold quality.

"The demon race is lawless, burying the sword arts of heaven and earth, cutting off the human race's sword-cultivation inheritance."

"There is no sword in the world; it is not an exaggeration to call it the Era of the End of Swords!"

"And you, in such a situation, were able to create a Sword Control Art yourself..."

Xiang Wuhui's heart surged, and his tone was spirited.

"Such talent, tsk tsk tsk."

"It's simply so powerful... that it could kill the Demon Monarch's mother!"

The old senior even used profanity!

"Hahahahaha!"

He drank the wine in one gulp and wiped his mouth unceremoniously.

Afterward, he looked at Su Ming leisurely.

"Your Sword Control Art has already reached the Intent-Sword level, right?"

Once these words were spoken, Su Ming's eyes trembled, and he felt his scalp tingle.

He had only activated it slightly, and Xiang Wuhui had seen that it was Intent · Sword Control?

He had accurately stated the level of his skill.

Too terrifying...

What made Su Ming's back feel cold the most was that the two of them were not from the same system at all.

Su Ming was a class-holder, and Xiang Wuhui was a cultivator.

Even so, he could see what level Su Ming's sword control was at.

It seems sword arts... are truly all connected!

"Exactly," Su Ming replied.

"Heh, you are only one step away from that supreme realm of sword cultivation: Heart-Sword," Xiang Wuhui closed his eyes and said with a faint smile.

"By the way, this old man is at the Heart-Sword realm."

As he spoke, the old man opened one eye slightly, wanting to see Su Ming's expression.

Su Ming's expression showed no surprise, only some curiosity.

"Senior, is there no other realm above Heart-Sword?"

Xiang Wuhui opened both eyes and coughed.

"Cough cough, perhaps so."

"At least this old man has never heard of anyone surpassing the Heart-Sword realm."

"Even the strongest sword cultivator on record, the 46th-generation sect leader Sword Saint, failed to surpass this realm."

Hearing this, Su Ming was somewhat curious.

"Senior, is the founding ancestor of the Shushan Sword Sect not the strongest swordsman?"

Xiang Wuhui waved his hand and grinned.

"That was thousands, tens of thousands of years ago; who could still record it?"

"The strongest sword cultivator on record is the 46th-generation ancestor."

"You kid, you haven't even reached Heart-Sword, and you're already thinking about higher realms; you're greedy enough," Xiang Wuhui said, sneering and glancing at Su Ming.

"However..." Immediately afterward, his tone changed.

"You kid might actually have the qualifications to be ambitious."

Afterward, Xiang Wuhui, with curiosity, like an old child, circled Su Ming, looking him up and down.

"How do you cultivate? Reaching the Nascent Soul realm at 20; could it be that you grew up eating pills?"

He stroked his chin and asked with a frown.

"And... you can reach this level of sword art at twenty; it doesn't look like you learned fast."

"It looks like you didn't forget everything from your past life..."

His eyes were thoughtful, and his words were astonishing.

Su Ming hurriedly changed the subject.

"This... Senior, let's not talk about that for now."

"How can my Intent Sword Control break through to the Heart-Sword level?"

Xiang Wuhui nodded.

"Hmm... that is indeed the priority."

"Come, continue to exchange moves with me; you must remember the incantations I say."

"To comprehend Heart-Sword, one must sublimate to the extreme in life-and-death battles!" His eyes became extremely sharp as he said.

Afterward, the two of them began a great battle again!

After fifteen days of sparring and training, Su Ming had memorized all the incantations taught by Senior Xiang Wuhui.

And he had gradually integrated them into his sword arts.