Chapter 782: Sword Canon
Jiang Chen was secretly delighted.
He comprehended the "Sword Canon" on the fifth floor of the Sword Tower, found the cave of the Sword Pavilion's ancestor on the seventh floor, and entered the eighth floor.
Putting these two things together, Jiang Chen didn't think he would be able to pass the assessment.
"The ancestor of Jian Pavilion is a great master. The sword tactics he left behind must be extraordinary."
Jiang Chen was extremely excited and prepared to comprehend the sword technique.
Buzz buzz buzz——
The will of swordsmanship descended and enveloped Jiang Chen's entire body.
He immediately realized that this was a test left by the ancestor of Jian Ge.
"The ancestor of Jian Ge is a genius in swordsmanship. The sword tactics he left behind must be extremely profound. I can't miss it."
Jiang Chen thought about it and began to observe the will of swordsmanship carefully.
"The sword will has condensed into shape, worthy of being a master of his generation!"
After a moment, Jiang Chen's heart was filled with emotions.
"The sword will merges and turns into a river of sword will!"
Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils sparkling with a strange light, and said in surprise: "This is the River of Sword Intent!"
The sword monument in Jiange contains a sword technique!
This sword technique is called "Heaven-Cutting Sword Technique" and requires sword intent to activate.
"I am practicing swordsmanship, but I just happen to lack sword spirit. This sword skill is tailor-made for me."
Jiang Chen was overjoyed and quickly sat down cross-legged.
"I wonder if I can pass the test by doing this?"
Afterwards, Jiang Chen put aside all distractions and fell into a state of ecstasy.
Time flies, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.
Boom.
Suddenly, the sword tower shook violently and seemed to be collapsing.
"The Sword Tower is out of control. Could someone have made it to the eighth floor?"
"It must be Senior Brother Wang Fei."
The disciple guessed and was not sure.
"Look, someone has passed the test and reached the ninth level."
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Hearing this, the other disciples ran out and saw a young figure walking out of the sword tower.
Wang Fei held his chest out proudly, with an indifferent look on his face.
"He actually surpassed Zhao Wu and passed the eighth level assessment!"
“That’s amazing.”
The disciples exclaimed continuously.
"His talent is better than mine. He deserves to be ranked in the top two on the talent list."
Wang Fei showed pride.
Immediately, he looked around and found that there was no trace of Zhao Wu, and his brows frowned slightly.
"Where's Zhao Wu?"
Wang Fei whispered, "According to the plan, I should have passed the assessment."
"Oh no, he must have died in there!"
Suddenly, someone thought of something and shouted in horror.
Swish!
Wang Fei understood instantly and stared at Jiang Chen with a cold gaze.
"You killed Senior Brother Zhao Wu?!"
Zhao Wu was his follower, of course he would not forget it.
"That's right." Jiang Chen admitted frankly.
"Asshole!"
Wang Fei was furious and rushed over to teach Jiang Chen a lesson.
Bang.
An invisible gust of wind blew over and knocked Wang Fei back several meters.
Wang Fei's face was pale, he was vomiting blood, and he looked terrified.
"Who are you?!" Wang Fei asked.
"Jiang Chen."
A smile appeared on Jiang Chen's lips.
Wang Fei's body was stiff, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open, as if he was under a spell.
Jiang Chen?!
Hearing this name, Wang Fei's heart skipped a beat.
"You, you are Jiang Chen?"
After a long while, Wang Fei stammered.
"That's me." Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.
"No wonder he was able to kill Senior Brother Zhao Wu."
Wang Fei suddenly realized and thought of the scene where Jiang Chen killed Wang Hu.
"As expected, he is the number one genius of Tianjian Sect."
Wang Fei said coldly.
Jiang Chen shook his head, ignored him, and walked deeper into the Sword Pavilion.
"You wait and see."
Wang Fei gnashed his teeth and said bitterly: "I will never let you go."
After saying that, he left Jiange.
Jiang Chen arrived at the eighth floor of Jiange. Like other places, it was empty.
There was nothing else except a long sword standing in the center.
"This sword was left by the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion."
Jiang Chen murmured.
The ancestor of Jian Ge was a master of his generation, and the swords he left behind must be extraordinary.
Jiang Chen couldn't wait to reach out and touch the sword, wanting to test how powerful it was.
Buzz buzz buzz…
However, the moment his palm touched the sword, a sharp sword intent swept over him.
Jiang Chen trembled all over and almost fell to his knees.
"Such a domineering sword intention."
Jiang Chen said in pain.
The skin on his right hand began to crack and bright red blood oozed out.
"snort."
Jiang Chen was not willing to be outdone and activated his sword spirit.
His sword soul is also a strong swordsman. Once the sword intent comes out, it can immediately offset the invasion of the sword intent.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The long sword vibrated and the sword chanted continuously.
"It turned out to be the Sword Spirit!"
Outside the Sword Pavilion, many disciples saw this scene and showed envy.
Sword Soul is the rarest thing.
Because this thing only appears once in millions of years.
Sword spirits can be of great help to their masters, but it is very difficult to cultivate them.
Many swordsmen can only possess one sword soul in their entire lives.
Many swordsmen may never even see a sword spirit in their entire lives.
However, the sword spirit can enhance one's sword skills.
Therefore, many swordsmen would rather abandon their physical bodies and choose to keep their souls, focusing on practicing swordsmanship.
Although sword spirits are rare, they still exist.
But the sword soul is related to the way of the sword, and is not only precious, but also rare.
Jiang Chen's sword spirit is enough to cause a sensation and make people salivate.
"How can this guy condense the sword spirit?"
"Could it be the legendary sword embryo?"
"Sword embryos evolved from sword embryos, but sword embryos are also divided into different levels, with different strengths."
"The higher the quality of the sword embryo, the higher the realm of swordsmanship."
A group of people were talking.
"Sword embryo? What is that?"
"You don't understand this?"
Jiang Chen said blankly.
"Cough cough." The disciple from the Sword Pavilion next to him coughed twice.
They didn't expect that a monster like Jiang Chen would also be confused.
"Your sword soul is a sword embryo."
The disciple explained: "The sword embryo is a treasure that sword cultivators dream of."
Jiang Chen suddenly realized that the sword spirit he condensed was actually a sword embryo.
"It is said that a sword embryo can give birth to a divine sword."
"No one has ever done this since ancient times, not even the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion has succeeded."
"But there are some geniuses with extraordinary talents who can refine sword embryos into weapons with infinite power."
Jiang Chen was shocked and thought to himself, is the sword embryo really that powerful?
"The sword embryo was born from the sword embryo and contains the essence of sword."
The Sword Pavilion disciple continued, "If you can allow the sword embryo to absorb the essence of heaven and earth and grow into a sword embryo, it will surely become an indestructible divine weapon in the future."
Jiang Chen nodded, sighing that the world is so big and full of wonders.
Suddenly, he noticed a small vortex on the surface of the sword, which was madly devouring the surrounding sword energy.
"What's going on?" Jiang Chen asked in surprise.
"After the sword embryo absorbed the sword energy, it became sharp." The disciple answered.
Jiang Chen was thinking about something, and then he saw that the small vortex was spinning faster and faster, gradually turning into a black hole.
"Could this vortex be the origin of the sword?"
Jiang Chen thought to himself.
"The ancestor of the Sword Pavilion once said that this is an innate sword embryo, and not everyone can use it."
