Chapter 60 The Unparalleled Cruel Man
brush!
Zhang Qian didn't even look at it and went straight through the stone platform to the last palace, the eighth palace.

"This... is too fast. Can't the Seventh Palace stop him?"

"What trump card does this Zhang Qian have? He is clearly only at the Qi Refining stage, how can he have the strength to sweep through Shangyuan Bajing Palace?"

"Don't you think about it? With Master Li's ability, would he accept a loser as his disciple?"

Zhang Qian passed the Seventh Palace so quickly that all the disciples outside the Shangyuan Bajing Palace were excited. There were even many people who were secretly dissatisfied with Xiao Daoyi and looked at Xiao Daoyi with gloating eyes.

Zhang Qian had no idea how big a shock he had caused. After entering the Eighth Palace, he suddenly appeared in an extremely exquisite mansion.

Looking around, this exquisite house gave him the feeling of cleanliness. Not a single spot was unclean, it was extremely clean!
Spotless!

On one side of the small house is a small lake with an ancient well and no ripples. The surface of the lake is empty, like a pool of stagnant water.

On the other side is a flat platform.

The platform is about ten acres in size. A young man dressed in white and with an extremely handsome face is sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone platform. A snow-white long sword is placed on his knees. He presses the sword with both hands, and the snow-white long sword keeps vibrating. All kinds of different sword intents burst out from the long sword.

In just a short moment, Zhang Qian sensed four or five different sword intents from this snow-white sword!
Turning around, Zhang Qian looked at the young man and found that his eyes were closed. Behind him, there was a sword shadow about a meter high, which was faintly visible. The sword shadow was absorbing all kinds of sword intent bursting out from the long sword.

Zhang Qian took light steps and stepped onto the stone platform. As he approached the man sitting cross-legged, Zhang Qian's expression gradually became solemn.

Although this man was sitting cross-legged, he had an extraordinary demeanor, as if he was born for swords. His fingers were slender, each one like a divine sword. They seemed to be lightly placed on the snow-white sword, but Zhang Qian had a vague feeling that the opponent's fingers were not placed randomly, but formed a terrifying formation, and each finger contained different sword meanings.

After watching for a long time, Zhang Qian had an illusion in his heart. He felt that this person could pierce him into a sieve as long as he stretched out his hand and the sword intent intertwined!
hum!
At this moment, the sword power of Zhu Xian vibrated, dispelling the illusion in Zhang Qian's mind.

call!
After secretly letting out a sigh of relief, Zhang Qian became curious about the other party. He took a quick glance and was shocked to find that the other party did not look like a demon at all, but a real person!
Scanning his mind, Zhang Qian found that this person was not in human form, but a sword shadow that reached the sky, as if he was actually a sword, not a human form.

"who are you?"

Feeling a little undecided, Zhang Qian spoke with doubt in his heart.

hum!
After a long while, the opponent suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright sword lights shot out from his eyes and sank directly into the stone platform. The terrifying thing was that these two illusory sword lights actually pierced two holes in the stone platform!

Clang, clang, clang...!
The long sword on the white-clothed man's knee shook violently, and in an instant, more than a dozen different sword intentions burst out, passing through his fingers and being absorbed by the sword shadow behind him, making the sword shadow appear more solid. Then the long sword suddenly stopped, and a hint of blood red appeared.

As soon as this blood-red sword intent appeared, it burst out with a supreme momentum that could destroy everything and tear through heaven and earth!
Sensing this momentum, Zhang Qian's pupils shrank!
"Immortal Execution Sword Intent!"

Zhang Qian blurted out that the blood-red sword intent flashing on the opponent's sword at this moment was clearly the Zhu Xian sword intent that he had comprehended.

"How can this be!"

Zhang Qian was in a very complicated mood at the moment. He felt a bit furious after the secret was leaked, a bit overwhelmed with doubts, and the rest was shock.

Boom!
Suddenly, the Zhuxian sword intent on the opponent's sword shook, bounced his fingers away, then suddenly broke away from the sword body, turned into a murderous aura, and dissipated into the void.

"Still not working?" The man in white finally spoke. His voice was extremely cold and his tone was somewhat disappointed, making people feel the chill from the bottom of their hearts.

"Who are you? You are not the Heavenly Demon King! How can you possess the Immortal-Slaying Sword Intent?"

Zhang Qian was extremely confused.

The white-clothed man looked at Zhang Qian with a cold and dead gaze, and suddenly became excited. He exclaimed with a sacred expression: "Zhu Xian Sword Intent! You said this sword intent is called Zhu Xian Sword Intent? Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian, what a good name! Only these two words are worthy of such a sword intent!"

At this moment, Zhang Qian inexplicably had a feeling that only someone with the extraordinary demeanor and strong sword skills of the other party was qualified to control the Zhu Xian sword intent, and he could not be compared to him.

"answer my question!"

The Han Chi sword appeared in Zhang Qian's hand, and his extremely powerful mind was released, faintly covering the opponent. Three sword balls trembled in the void, ready to shoot out at any time!

Seeing the long sword in Zhang Qian's hand, the man in white showed disappointment: "You are not a swordsman, no, with your weak sword heart, how can you comprehend such a supreme sword intention?"

"you……!"

Zhang Qian didn't know how to answer, and thought to himself, "Do I have to tell you that my Zhuxian Sword Intent was instilled? But who is he? Why can he condense a trace of Zhuxian Sword Intent?"

Before Zhang Qian could think about it, the man in white suddenly stood up holding the sword.

When the other party stood up, Zhang Qian's feeling became even clearer. He felt that the other party was not a person at all, but a divine sword that soared into the sky.

"You are not a swordsman, you are not qualified to control the sword of Zhu Xian, you deserve to die."

The tone of the man in white was extremely calm, as if he was narrating an insignificant matter, but his words were filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Qian smiled slightly: "Qualifications? What are qualifications? I'm curious, what makes you say that?"

The man in white said expressionlessly, "My name is Gai Xianfan. Two hundred years ago, I refined my primordial spirit and achieved immortality. It took me a hundred years to perfect my primordial spirit and comprehend the wonders of sword-making into light. No one in Xingyunzhou could resist the power of my sword. Later, I met Wan Fuyao in the Great Star Sea and was defeated by him with one sword. Only then did I know that the true wonder of sword-making lies in sword intent. Afterwards, I used my own sword-making to cut off my physical body, abolished my cultivation, collapsed my own sword-making, and devoted myself to comprehending the great way of sword intent in the eighth palace of Shangyuan Bajing Palace. After a hundred years, I have comprehended hundreds of sword intents and melted all of them into one furnace. I have also comprehended the way of turning the virtual into the real, and my physical body is close to rebirth. Originally, I thought that I had melted hundreds of sword intents into one furnace, and no one in the world could surpass me in sword intent. I didn't expect that you would come to Shangyuan Bajing Palace today and show me a supreme sword intent!"

Zhang Qian opened his mouth, but was speechless. After hearing these words, Zhang Qian realized that the other party was a real ruthless person!

This Gai Xianfan had already cultivated his primordial spirit and achieved immortality two hundred years ago, and it took him only a hundred years to reach the state of great perfection of his primordial spirit. It was shocking.

What's even more terrifying is that this person had actually practiced swordsmanship to the level of refining swords into light. This level of swordsmanship is extremely terrifying. In this level, sword energy and sword rainbow have been refined into sword light. Whenever he makes a move, the sword light will spread across the sky. Moreover, the speed of the sword light is comparable to starlight, so fast that there is no way for people to hide!

But after he had mastered such sword art, Gai Xianfan was defeated by that Wan Fuyao with a single sword. Gai Xianfan was also a ruthless person. He actually cut off his own body, abandoned his cultivation, collapsed his own sword art, and went into seclusion in Shangyuan Bajing Palace to rebuild his sword art!

Now, a hundred years have passed, and the opponent has not only integrated the sword intent of hundreds of feet into one, but also comprehended the way to turn the void into the real, and his body is close to rebirth!
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