The Era of National Martial Arts in the City

Chapter 23 Chaotic Void, Ten Thousand Sword Tombs of the Heavens!

Darkness, boundless darkness.

But it is not as dark as the night, but a chaotic darkness.

This is a vast space, dim, vast, boundless, but in it, there is a sense of boundless desolation.

Boundless, but looking around, it is nothing, to be precise, not nothing, but the space is in a chaotic state, unable to see clearly.

Desolate, chaotic, and with a burst of dead silence, the flowing breath seems to come from eternity.

At this time, outside this boundless space, a huge light shone, which appeared extremely dazzling in this dark place.

“Poof, poof”

The loud sound constantly echoes in the space.

“Whew-”

Xu Xiaoran closed his sword and stood, taking a breath of turbid breath, gently exhaling, like a sharp sword, piercing the void.

This space is what appeared in Xu Xiaoran’s body after he crossed over, and it is also the golden finger that he settled in this other world.

Xu Xiaoran stood indifferently, looking at this space that brought him great creation.

His matchless sword came from here.

Of course, if it is just a weapon, it is naturally not a creation, after all, no matter how good a divine weapon is, it is just a dead thing.

The most magical place in this space is that above the Excalibur appeared, with the experience and perception of its original owner’s exercises.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique that Xu Xiaoran used was obtained from the Matchless Sword.

After that, Xu Xiaoran also discovered another peculiarity, practicing in this place, his progress can be said to be a thousand miles, which is why he can break through the Grandmaster realm so quickly.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since he obtained this golden finger, but to this day, Xu Xiaoran still has a shocking feeling standing here.

Looking around, not far in front of him, a majestic and desolate stone monument stood quietly.

The stone stele is thousands of feet high, and if you look at it, you can feel that a boundless desolate artistic conception continues to diverge from above.

Perhaps, it is not appropriate to describe it as desolate, it is a feeling of immortality, across time, across space, immortal.

Insignificant, every time he stood in front of this stone stele, Xu Xiaoran would have a feeling of insignificance.

It’s an indescribable insight.

His gaze flowed, slowly sliding on the stone tablet, and two huge lines of text clearly appeared in front of him.

Silver hook and iron painting, dead and empty, difficult to express in words.

“Chaotic Void Land, Ten Thousand Sword Tombs of the Heavens!”

Ten vast characters, as if through the long river of time, it seems, although there is not much fluctuation, but a closer look, you can find that these ten words, as if containing ten huge worlds.

The Ten Thousand Sword Tombs of the Heavens, literally speaking, can understand that this is a sword tomb that buries the swords of various worlds.

Xu Xiaoran’s eyes were shining, constantly circulating back and forth on the stone tablet.

Although it was not the first time to come here, Xu Xiaoran’s heart still surged with a trace of excitement.

The Heavens and Ten Thousand Swords, originally it may not be clear about the meaning of this, but after harvesting the Matchless Sword and receiving great help.

He thoroughly understood the great opportunity involved.

On the Wushuang Sword, there is the Holy Spirit Sword technique left by the Dugu Sword, then the other swords buried in this sword mound must be the same.

Each sword represents the lifelong study of a peerless master.

This is simply a chance against the sky, how can it not be exciting.

The most important thing is that the heavens and ten thousand swords must come from the heavens and realms, just as Wushuang comes from the wind and clouds.

Then among them, it will definitely not be only the divine weapons in the martial arts plane that appear.

Fairy, fantasy, mythology.

“Shhhh

Thinking of this, even Xu Xiaoran, who has always called himself calm, couldn’t help but tremble.

This is not to blame Xu Xiaoran, because this is an irresistible temptation for anyone.

“Kenzuka, Kenzuka, how much of a surprise will you bring me?” Xu Xiaoran muttered.

He was looking forward to it, even longing for it, to appear in the next sword.

“Wha-”

Xu Xiaoran’s heart surged, a little uncontrollable, his wrist moved, the matchless sword was unsheathed again, and a brilliant sword light rose again in the space.

The moves of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique continued to come out of Xu Xiaoran’s hands.

The harsh and cold sword light shot up in all directions, instantly turning into a huge ball of light, shrouding Xu Xiaoran’s whole body in it.

Sword one, sword two, sword three….

“Sword Twenty-Two!”

An earth-shattering drink came from Xu Xiaoran’s mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the sword light that seemed to pierce heaven and earth rose out of thin air from Xu Xiaoran’s hand, slashed straight forward, and hit the stone tablet with a bang.

“Whew-”

After a sword technique, Xu Xiaoran’s mind regained its calm, and a faint smile appeared from his face, not because of anything else, when he used the sword twenty-two just now, he seemed to have vaguely touched the higher realm of the Holy Spirit sword technique.

For this, he knew very well that that vague shadow was the final move of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, and it could even be said that it was a move that transcended the original sword technique.

Sword XXIII.

It also has a title, the Heaven-Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-Three, which claims to be a move that should not belong to the world.

Xu Xiaoran had been learning the Holy Spirit Sword Method for a while, but all this time, he had never been allowed to enter this last move.

But today, he finally found the door.

“Haha, good!”

Xu Xiaoran looked up to the sky and smiled.

In the space, the sword light rose again.