C1577 Ten Thousand Swords
C1577 Ten Thousand Swords
Ye Ziheng seemed to have understood something when he heard that. He nodded and accepted the Fierce Wind Sword.
"Then I'll be leaving first."
Chu Tianqiu nodded his head and revealed a faint smile.
After that, Ye Ziheng flew into the canyon.
In a short while, Ye Ziheng arrived next to the Seven Star Swordsman who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
"Seventh brother?"
Ye Ziheng slowly walked towards the Seven Star Swordsman. As he walked, he didn't forget to call out to him.
Just as Ye Ziheng was about to approach the Seven Star Swordsman, the Seven Star Swordsman's body suddenly trembled. He suddenly jumped up from the ground. A Longsword appeared in his hand, and he charged towards Ye Ziheng.
Ye Ziheng was scared silly by what he saw. He quickly lifted the Fierce Wind Sword that he had taken from Chu Tianqiu and blocked the fierce attack.
However, the Seven Star Swordsman didn't seem to stop because Ye Ziheng had successfully blocked his attack. He continued to attack Ye Ziheng at an extremely fast speed. Ye Ziheng held the Fierce Wind Sword in his hand. His hands, which were holding the sword, felt numb from the shock. However, the Seven Star Swordsman did not seem to have any intention of stopping.
As the speed of his attack increased, the strength of his attack also gradually became stronger. Just a second before Ye Ziheng could not hold on any longer, a sound suddenly appeared in the sound of the sword and the sword colliding.
"Kacha!"
Immediately after, the Longsword in the Seven Star Swordsman's hand slowly turned into a few pieces and slowly fell down.
When Ye Ziheng saw this scene, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. He inserted the Zephyr Blade into the ground and leaned his hand on the hilt of the sword as he began to breathe heavily.
"With just this bit of strength, do you really want to challenge the Demon Lord?"
The voice of the Seven Star Sword Artist was heard. It was no longer as serious as when he was in the Phoenix Territory. Instead, he looked at Ye Ziheng with a serious expression.
Without waiting for Ye Ziheng's reply, he slowly sat back down.
"I'll give you ten minutes to rest, and then I'll continue to attack you like before."
Ye Ziheng almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard that. He had almost died of exhaustion just now, and now he still wanted to continue. He was going to play him to death.
"But didn't I come to learn sword moves?"
When the Seven Star Swordsman heard that, he laughed coldly.
"With your current strength, you want to learn my sword moves. It's still too early, I still need to practice. You may have some talent in the Sword Dao, but I can tell you very clearly... The talent in the way of the sword is high, and there is no solid foundation. That's just a bunch of useless things! "
After saying that, he didn't say anything else.
Ye Ziheng was silent for a long time. Finally, he let out a long sigh and looked at the back of the Seven Star Swordsman.
"Then, how far do I need to train before I can learn your martial skill?"
The Seven Star Swordsman did not say anything. He only raised his hand and pointed behind Ye Ziheng.
Ye Ziheng turned around, but he was stunned. He saw that the canyon wall behind him was filled with all kinds of Longswords. From beginning to end, there were at least tens of thousands of them. Now, Ye Ziheng finally knew why this place was called the Myriad Sword Wall!
And looking at the meaning of the Seven Star Sword Artist, it seemed like he wanted to cut off all the Longsword on his body like before before before he was willing to give up! What was the difference between this and directly killing him!