C410 Li Zhuohua's Sword

Bai Luo's palm had already slapped down, bringing up gusts of strong wind as if it was going to tear through space, but Lee Zhuohua was still like an old monk in meditation, his eyes tightly shut, without the slightest reaction.

When the duo saw this situation, the expressions on their faces gradually froze. They did not know what had happened to Lee Zhuohua, but if he still did not return the favor, he would eventually be sent flying by Bai Luo's palm.

It could be seen from Bai Luo's actions after he fused the essence into his body, how terrifying the power contained in his palm was.

As for the disciples of Yuan Alliance on the other side, when they saw that Lee Zhuohua was not moved, they thought that he was scared by Bai Luo's aura and did not know what to do. They all watched this scene with the expression of watching a good show.

As for Bai Luo, even though he didn't know why Lee Zhuohua was not retaliating at this moment, he knew that if Lee Zhuohua did not dodge or block his palm, he would definitely be severely injured.

"Humph. I would like to see what tricks you can play." Bai Luo let out a cold snort. The strength of his palm did not decrease, and it continued to suppress Lee Zhuohua.

Compared to Bai Luo's powerful aura, Lee Zhuohua's place was like a dead tree without any reaction. However, deep in his mind, there was an intense struggle.

"Buzz ~"

A sword chime resounded in Lee Zhuohua's Spiritual Sense. This was Lee Zhuohua's consciousness world. Although Bai Luo's palm was about to suppress it from the outside, the flow of time here was much slower than outside.

Because the speed at which the human brain was thinking far exceeded any speed in the real world, even though Lee Zhuohua could feel Bai Luo's palm that was about to hit him, he did not feel the slightest bit anxious in his heart.

At this moment, Lee Zhuohua's divine sense was looking at the Self Severing Sword in his body.

"The Holy Spirit Sword Technique is too domineering. If I want to walk the path of Ye Changkong, I have to give up on my original path. Unless I can walk my own path on the original foundation of the sword technique, then I can continue to use the following sword techniques." Lee Zhuohua looked at the Self-Cleaving Sword in his body, and in his heart, he tried to figure out the mysteries of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

Indeed, Ye Changkong was a hero of his generation, and the sword techniques he had left behind were also treasures of the Sword Tao. If anyone could reach his heights in the Sword Tao through the sword techniques he left behind, then the way of the sword would be too simple.

Therefore, Lee Zhuohua could also understand the problem he was facing right now.

Except for the way of the sword, all other paths were the same, and unless you found your own way, the methods of others could at most be used as a reference. To reach the extreme through the paths of others was just wishful thinking. The path of the great path was unique, and not all could touch upon the subtlety of the path of the great path.

However, Lee Zhuohua had already thought of a way to deal with this problem. In terms of the sword path, he had never thought of taking Ye Changkong's path in the first place. He had his own path, and even if he used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, he would still turn it into his own sword technique.

"The first few moves of the sword techniques were still alright, and there was no mark left behind by Ye Changkong, but the rest are all sword techniques that only belong to him."

"You can say that the sword move I used was Ye Changkong's sword, not mine. Because there was no personal branding belonging to me."

Lee Zhuohua was thinking about how to turn the Holy Spirit Sword Technique into his own sword technique.

His deduction did not mean that he had to learn this sword technique. As for Bai Luo, even if he burst out in his current state, his heart was not in chaos.

To deal with Bai Luo, other than the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Lee Zhuohua also had a borrowed power martial art that he could use. As for other attack methods, because his current realm was too low, he was unable to use them.

As for why he didn't borrow the power of the Vermillion Bird to push Bai Luo back, Lee Zhuohua had his own plans.

In the Ancient Sun City, he had used the power of the vermilion bird once before. At that time, it was because Chiang Jin had used the power of the Taotie that he had used that method.

According to Lee Zhuohua's own thoughts, unless his own cultivation reached a certain level, he would not plan on using the power of the Vermillion Bird. Because in this world, the Great Saints of the Demon Race like the Vermillion Bird were too shocking. He did not want to attract the attention of some experts because of this.

After all, he was still too weak, and if he revealed too much too soon, he might get himself killed.

Therefore, he decided to abandon the power of the vermilion bird and use the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

"After reaching the peak of the Dao of the Sword, all things can be turned into a sword. To me, even if I don't cultivate the Dao of the Sword, and I don't have to rely on the Dao of the Sword, I can still rely on the sword to become everything."

Lee Zhuohua seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes slightly moved.

Since the sword could use all things for its own use, then Lee Zhuohua could use the sword as his own weight.

There was no clear method of attack for the purpose of cutting one's Dao. To Lee Zhuohua, he could use any method to express the essence of this Dao.

He did not care about its form, he just needed to grasp its profundity.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua knew what he had to do. His eyes lit up as he looked at the Self Severing Sword.

"If the Sword Force of Jianba is Ye Changkong's sword, then the Severing My Sword is my sword. He only managed to comprehend this sword technique after reaching perfection and broke free from the restraints of the original form, then I will use the Severing My Dao as the sword, and circulate it with my sword technique. Then the Holy Spirit Sword Technique will no longer be his sword technique, but mine instead."

What Lee Zhuohua thought in his heart was correct. There were thousands of sword techniques, but in the end, they all ended up the same way. What was important was not the subtlety of the sword technique, but the theory behind it.

Ye Changkong had comprehended the sword theories, while Lee Zhuohua had comprehended the sword heart with the purpose of severing my own Dao. The two of them were fundamentally different.

Even though Lee Zhuohua was still using the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the sword no longer had Ye Changkong's brand.

It had to be said that Lee Zhuohua's comprehension was also excellent.

"Hmph, in the past, you were the one who killed me. Today, I will use you to kill others." Lee Zhuohua said to the Self Severing Sword.

The Self Severing Sword seemed to have its own spirit. The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and no one knew what it was trying to express.

But Lee Zhuohua did not care what the Self Severing Sword was thinking. Today, he would definitely use the Self Severing Sword to slash at Bai Luo.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua no longer hesitated. He extended his hand and grabbed at the Self-Cleaving Sword.

Although the Self Severing Sword was Lee Zhuohua's Dao Severing Sword, it was still nurtured by Lee Zhuohua himself. Therefore, when Lee Zhuohua stretched out his hand to grab the Self Severing Sword, it only trembled slightly and did not resist.

Lee Zhuohua's eyes lit up as he grabbed the sword. He thought to himself, As expected, although the Self-Cleaving Sword is his Dao-Cleaving Sword, it is not the time for him to slash his Dao yet. This Self-Cleaving Sword will not harm him.

In that case, the Self-Cleaving Sword could be considered as one of the offensive methods to slash the Dao of Self-Cleaving.

"So that's how it is." After Lee Zhuohua grabbed the Self Severing Sword, he immediately understood a lot of things.

It turned out that the Self Severing Sword was one with him, and each time he broke through, the Self Severing Sword would become stronger, so that the next Severance could be carried out. In general, Severance was fighting with oneself, breaking through the original shackles.

If the Dao Severing was successful, the two of them would progress together. If it failed, Lee Zhuohua's body would die, and the Self Severing Sword would also die together without its foundation.

"This absolute art is truly mystical." Lee Zhuohua, who understood all of this, praised the principle of Severance in his heart.

After that, his divine sense immediately recovered.

In the outside world.

Bai Luo's palm was about to land, but the surrounding people had already determined that Lee Zhuohua would not fight back. He would definitely be hit by this palm.

But just when everyone thought that the outcome was already decided...

"Whoosh."

Lee Zhuohua's eyes suddenly opened at this moment.

As he opened his eyes, the surface of his body also shook and released a wave of sword qi that rushed into the sky.