Outer disciples used Fine Steel Swords, while inner disciples used Hundred Tempered Swords. This was the rule since the establishment of the Azure Edge Sword Sect.
The Hundred Tempered Sword was also known as the Hundred Tempered Fine Steel Sword. In reality, it had not been tempered a hundred times, but only ten times. Even so, a Fine Steel Sword after ten times was several times stronger than a Fine Steel Sword in terms of strength, toughness, and sharpness.
Chu Mu's Fine Steel Sword had already been worn down after many battles. Wu Qiang's Hundred Tempered Sword was infused with Sword Qi, increasing its power by several times. Under the inevitable head-on clash, Chu Mu's Fine Steel Sword was broken.
"As expected of the Hundred Tempered Sword." Throwing away the Fine Steel Sword, Lin Yun held Wu Qiang's Hundred Tempered Sword horizontally in front of him. His sharp eyes slowly swept across the Hundred Tempered Sword. There were countless cloud-like patterns on the sword. It was smooth and complete, without any signs of damage. As for the edge of the sword, there was almost no visible wear. It did not have any obvious effect on the sword itself.
Chu Mu's Sword Observation Technique had reached perfection. After carefully examining it, his finger slowly brushed across the sword, and he could determine the exact length, width, and weight of the Hundred Tempered Sword.
"It's twice as heavy as the Fine Steel Sword, but it feels more comfortable." Lin Yun casually stabbed out. With a ripping sound, the Sword light was dazzling. With a flick of his hand, dazzling sword flowers appeared out of nowhere. Lin Yun withdrew his sword, and the flowers slowly dissipated.
"A sword is a lethal weapon. No matter what language is used to describe it, no matter how it is categorized, no matter what name it is given, it will never change this fact. However, the better the sword, the better the lethal weapon. With this Hundred Tempered Sword, I can easily kill someone at the seventh stage of the Sword Qi Realm again. " With a murderous tone and eyes, Lin Yun said, "Wang Feng, when I break through to the seventh stage of the Sword Qi Realm, it will be the time of your death."
Lin Yun's killing intent instantly swelled, filling his heart. His killing intent gushed out from his body, shooting straight into the sky. His long hair fluttered, his clothes fluttered, and his sleeves fluttered.
There was no way to restrain it, and there was no need to restrain it. When he drew his sword, it was as if there was a gust of wind blowing over. His sharp killing intent filled the wind, and his sword danced with the wind. Stab … hack … chop … lift … point … collapse …
Lithe, swift, and powerful, the combination of hardness and gentleness, the rhythm was vivid, and the killing intent was condensed within. One sword came from the east and the other went from the west, like a flowing light and a flying phoenix. The steps and the body were one, the body was one, the form was one, the spirit was one, and the spirit was one. The three of essence, energy, and spirit were one, and there was only the sword in the hand, in the eyes, and in the heart.
Sword, sword, sword!
At this moment, he forgot about everything else. He forgot about the world. Only the sword remained in his heart.
Chu Mu was practicing basic swordsmanship. He had been practicing it for 20 years and it had become an instinct for him.
Dazzling Sword Light shot out and intertwined with each other. Countless sword shadows blossomed with a chilling sharpness, covering the sky and the earth.
The air was stirred, stirred, and surged, gathering towards Chu Mu and the sword in his hand. At this moment, Chu Mu seemed to have merged with heaven and earth, and everything within a few meters was under his control.
Unknowingly, the Hundred Refined Sword was covered with a faint layer of transparent sword Qi, flowing like water.
"Kill!"
With a low shout, all of his killing intent and murderous aura surged out with a slash of his sword. Amidst the sharp whistling of the air, a faint and almost transparent white sword aura shot out from the Hundred Refined Sword like a crescent moon.
Cold Qi filled the air, sword Qi filled the air and murderous intent lingered in the air. That sword wasn't the Qing Feng Kill, but it was like the Qing Feng Kill. In the blink of an eye, it streaked across the sky and struck a huge boulder not far away.
With a 'puchi' sound, the stone fragments flew everywhere. The sword Qi collapsed, leaving behind a half-meter long sword mark that was more than an inch deep.
The Sword Light condensed and the sword shadows scattered. His back was as straight as a sword, pointing to the sky. His aura was condensed like a sword, piercing through the clouds.
A whistling sound rang out, as if countless strong winds were blowing from all directions. Chu Mu's black hair danced in the wind, and his robes fluttered.
"The sword is a weapon, and the sword is a killing technique. I … really understand now …"
A trace of comprehension appeared in Xiao Chen's mind. His mind was as calm as water, without any ripples. It was so clear that one could see the bottom. In the reflection, there seemed to be a sword image and a sword Qi that was unparalleled in the world.
Suddenly, a whistling sound exploded, as if it was an angry roar. The wind that blew over transformed into rays of Sword Qi that meandered like dragons. With Chu Mu as the center, the Sword Qi crazily rushed over, forming a tornado that was three meters long and swept Chu Mu up.
Communicating with the heavens and earth!
The understanding in Xiao Chen's mind increased. In the clear water, the sword shadow became clearer. A clear cry rang out, as if it came from beyond the heavens, as if it came from the depths of his soul.
The sword Qi in Xiao Chen's dantian seemed to respond to an ancient call. It rushed out of his dantian, moving along his meridians uncontrollably.
The sword Qi that rushed into his body clashed with the sword Qi that came out of his dantian. The sword Qi in his dantian was wrapped around and intertwined with each other. You were in me, and I was in you, but they were clearly separated, speeding up the transportation.
One minor circulation … Two minor circulations … Ten minor circulations … Fifteen minor circulations …
Sixteen small cycles … Xiao Chen's sword Qi cultivation broke through again, reaching the peak of the fifth stage of the Sword Qi realm!
Seventeenth small cycle … Xiao Chen's meridians were swollen with pain, but they were protected by a layer of sword Qi … Eighteenth small cycle … With a rumbling sound, like thunder, the two intertwining sword Qi separated. One went back into Xiao Chen's dantian through the meridians, while the other dispersed and rushed out of his body.
The three-meter-long tornado suddenly disappeared, revealing Xiao Chen's body that was as straight as a sword, pointing to the sky.
After a long time, everything returned to normal. Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes. A sharp and threatening sword Qi shot out, piercing through the air. His mouth opened slightly, and his breath was like a sword.
"Sword Master … I … have finally broken through to Sword Master … and reached the realm of Sword Master …" For a moment, Chu Mu was unable to express his joy or sorrow. It was as if he had a lot to say, but he could not find anyone to say it to. He did not know where to start.
In his senses, the air that flowed past him was like a gust of wind that carried a trace of spirituality. It was like a small fish that shuttled back and forth nimbly between his fingers, fingertips, and in front of his eyes. He could even easily fiddle with it.
"I can control these sword Qi …" Xiao Chen muttered to himself. The air around him moved and gathered. His left index finger and middle finger were like a sword, slowly brushing across the body of the Hundred Refined Sword. On the sword, a layer of almost transparent sword Qi was attached to it, flowing slowly like a stream.
Sword Qi attached to the blade!
This was the mark of a seventh stage Sword Qi realm swordsman, but he did it. He did it with the realm of a Sword Master.
A Sword Master could mobilize sword Qi, but where did the sword Qi come from? It came from the air around him.
In the eyes of a Sword Master, the gentle air that could be breathed could be turned into sharp and deadly sword Qi.
"My cultivation has also broken through because of this. At the sixth stage of Sword Qi realm, I can move eighteen small cycles." Chu Mu's gaze was deep as he looked at the misty sword Qi on the Hundred Refined Sword. "The sword Qi in my dantian is a swordsman's internal sword Qi. The sword Qi in the air is a Sword Master's external sword Qi. I have both internal and external sword Qi. At the seventh stage of Sword Qi realm, I can look down on it. "