C139 Unparalleled Sword Art

At dawn, the entire West East City became lively. The various families and forces were all ready to go under the leadership of the family head, heading towards the Dongfang family. Yi Bao Chamber of Commerce was no exception. Yi Xiao, Zhang Lin, and Wang Jin led a dozen or so juniors and a few elders as they headed towards the Dongfang family. Han Bing was among the crowd, wearing a golden robe with a large hat to cover her face.

This group of people were all going to enter the Devil's Cave to train. Some of them were 27 or 28 years old, and their cultivation had reached the Heavenly Core realm. The younger ones were twelve years old, even younger than Han Bing. Their cultivation bases were only at the fourth level of the Qi Condensation stage. Ying'er wasn't in this group of people because Yi Xiao's beloved daughter didn't intend to let her into the cave. She would wait for her cultivation to become more powerful in a few years and then allow her to enter.

Arriving in front of the Dongfang family's gate, he saw a group of people dressed in red robes waiting. The people leading them were a few elders, and Han Bing recognized them as the respected elders of the Dongfang family. Dongfang Jian was among them.

"President of the Yi Bao Chamber of Commerce, please come in." Dongfang Jian welcomed the people of the Yi Bao Chamber of Commerce from a distance and had a disciple lead them into the martial arena.

"There is no need to be courteous, Elder Dongfang Jian." As Yi Xiao spoke, she followed the disciple of the Dongfang family to the Martial Arts Practice Grounds.

Han Bing's expression was indifferent, but as Han Bing passed by Dongfang Jian, he actually grabbed his wrist and passed a spatial ring to him. Without waiting for Han Bing's surprise, Dongfang Jian turned around as if nothing had happened and looked into the distance.

"What the hell is this old man doing? He normally doesn't treat me very well, but now he actually secretly gave me a spatial ring. Moreover, how did he recognize me?" Han Bing continued to follow the crowd to the Martial Arts Practice Field in shock.

Han Bing was no stranger to this martial arts training ground. At least dozens of battles had been fought here, and the biggest battle stage in the middle had also been stepped on three times. Standing here today was truly a different feeling from before. It was depressing, depressing, and even a little bit nervous.

"Please take a seat over here!" The Dongfang family disciple led the people from the Treasure Trading Company to the audience seating. It could be seen that the audience seating had been meticulously decorated. The originally simple stone surface had been replaced with rows and rows of exquisite seats.

The other families had not arrived yet, and the young generation of the Dongfang family was still in the process of preparation. The time of the battle was still early. Han Bing took out the spatial ring that Dong Fang Jian had given her. She swept it with her divine sense and immediately revealed a surprised expression.

This small spatial ring had a length and width of five meters each, and was filled with spirit stones, at least several tens of thousands of them. In addition, there was also an ancient bamboo scroll.

Han Bing placed the spirit stone into his spatial ring and then took out the bamboo slip. There were four eye-catching words on it – Supreme Sword Tactic.

"This, this can't be." Han Bing looked at the bamboo block in disbelief, and his heart was in turmoil. It was rumored that Dongfang Jian was originally an outer sect disciple when he was young. When the underground devil cave opened up, he mistakenly entered into it. Not only did he not die, he even accidentally obtained a bamboo scroll. Relying on this《 Supreme Sword Secret Art》, one hand sword art could help one reach perfection, gaining the appreciation of the family and becoming the foster son of that generation's patriarch, giving him the name Eastern Sword.

Other than the Supreme Sword Art, the Eastern Sword had never practiced any martial skills, but with the sword technique in hand, it was rare to find a rival in a fight of the same level, which showed how powerful the sword technique was.

As a result, this Unparalleled Sword Art could be considered the most precious item to the Eastern Sword. However, why would he give the unparalleled sword art to her for no reason? Even if he gave it to Xingran or Siyue, Dongfang Haotian would still use the sword. It would be better if he didn't give it to Sun Youcai.

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

"Little Han Bing, right now I can confirm that the underground Devil Nest is a relic from the archaic era. Moreover, it is not simple at all." At this time, Ling'er suddenly said.

"Why do you say that?" Han Bing asked.

"If I remember correctly, the owner of the Supreme Sword Secret Art is an existence that shook the heavens during the Primordial Era, the Titled Sword Shadow Martial God. It recorded all the sword techniques and moves he had learned throughout his life. Although it is not a martial skill, it is more precious than a martial skill. " Ling'er said.

"Are you sure you haven't seen wrong?! An Archaic deity! Why is his item in a small city?!" Han Bing was surprised.

"Whether you want to believe me or not, I feel that this small city is not that simple anyway. Even the Ice Crystal Divine Phoenix, Flame Devil Wolf, and Reincarnation War Tiger came out, there's just a sword image of a Martial God left behind." Ling'er said.

"Then I'll have to properly ponder over it." Han Bing said solemnly. Regardless of the reason why Dongfang Wenyi gave this Supreme Sword Art to him, Han Bing wanted to make good use of him. It would be a waste if he didn't know what good stuff he had.

In an instant, Han Bing sent his will into the bamboo block. The scenery in front of him changed in an instant, and everything in the Dongfang family disappeared. What replaced it was a vast expanse of white. Other than the white color, he could not see anything else.

Suddenly, a huge sword soared to the sky, held in the hands of an incomparably terrifying giant. With just one sword strike, it cleaved this endless white from the middle. The turbid fog gradually dissipated, and a brand-new world appeared in front of Han Bing.

This was a world of swords; everything was formed from swords. The sun, moon, stars, flowers, plants, and trees all grew into the shape of swords. Even the water droplets in the streams and rivers, as well as the vast ocean, were shaped like swords. In such a world, one's understanding of the sword would undoubtedly rise to a terrifying level.

Furthermore, Han Bing kept repeating in his mind the scene of that huge sword slashing through the white chaos mist. Although it was just a simple sword strike, it contained an extremely strong sword intent.

"It's a pity I didn't watch it carefully. It would have been great if I could do it again." Han Bing mumbled.

Before he could finish his words, the scenery in front of him changed once more. The trees and flowers were shattered, turning into a ball of white mist once more. The entire world was once again shrouded in white chaos mist. There was nothing but white within his line of sight.

whoosh *

The giant sword that seemed to appear out of thin air shot up into the sky once again, and slashed out with no fancy movements. Endless sword qi surged out, and wherever the sword qi passed, the murky fog dissipated, forming the world of the sword.

"What just happened? Replay it? " Han Bing stared blankly at the world in front of him, as a familiar scene appeared in his mind, "Could it be that because of my will, the scene of the sword slashing through chaos appeared once again?" Han Bing guessed.

"But that one time just now didn't allow me to clearly see the essence of that sword attack. Why not try again?" Just as Han Bing finished speaking, a similar situation occurred again.

Time and time again, the world had broken apart again. The hand of the God of Swords continued to wield the sword. This simple sword strike contained the infinite mysteries of the world. In this illusory and real world, Han Bing had forgotten the concept of time and the impending battle in the outside world. He constantly observed and was deeply attracted by this scene.

Moreover, from time to time, he would take out the Heavenly Swordplay and imitate the movements of the giant sword while constantly swinging his sword. However, no matter what, it did not have the charm of that sword.

"Is it because my cultivation is not enough? It shouldn't be. This is just a simple sword move without any Spiritual Energy or special power to activate it. If he can do it, I can do it too. " Han Bing steeled his confidence and continued to watch.

One time two times, ten times twenty times, a hundred times two hundred times, a thousand times two thousand times, he was constantly watching and imitating. He closed his eyes and started thinking. In his heart, aside from the sword, everything else was completely excluded.

When he saw the sword ten thousand times, the charm of the sword stroke in his mind had become clear, and he was suddenly enlightened.

"I understand now. Although it looks like it is only a sword on the surface, the sword god has already brandished a thousand swords, just like the sword god's title. The sword silhouette of the War God, the sword is fast to the extreme, only seeing the shadow of the sword. The so called ten thousand swords returning to the sect, all martial arts in the world were invincible, only speed was unbreakable. When moving at maximum speed, one could condense tens of thousands of swords into a single sword, and when slashing out, the wind and clouds would change, and even the heavens and earth would have to submit. " After saying that, Han Bing sped up his movements and brandished the Sky Sword, sending silver light in all directions.

"This strike is only the most basic slash of a sword move. However, in the hands of the Sword God, it has the power to shock the world and make ghosts cry. My current comprehension of the sword is far from being able to reach the level of transforming a single strike from ten thousand swords. I can only slowly ponder and diligently train. With this Supreme Sword Art , there's no need to worry about not becoming strong. " As Han Bing said this, he continued to wave the Sky Leaning Sword in his hand.

whoosh *

After practicing for an unknown amount of time, Han Bing suddenly swung his sword towards the sky. Although that sword was not as strong as the Sword God's Myriad Swords Return, it was still a one hundred fusion sword, and more or less had some sort of charm.

At this moment, a huge gaping hole appeared in the sky. It was as though a gigantic mouth was able to swallow everything in its path.

"Did I cut open the sky all of a sudden?" Han Bing mumbled to himself, but it was obviously impossible.

"Young man, since ancient times, countless people have practiced the Supreme Sword Art, but the ones who have learned the first move in such a short amount of time are as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin fingers. Your willpower and talent have gained my approval. I believe that the Supreme Sword Secret Art will flourish in your hands. At this moment, this god shall bestow upon you the heart of the sword, I hope that you can use it well. " A heart-wrenching sound came, causing Han Bing's soul to throb.

Soon after, a flash of golden light shone through the crack, and from afar, he saw a long sword, glittering with golden light. Although it didn't have a form, it had a breathtaking aura.

Suddenly, the golden longsword turned into a streak of light and flew above Han Bing's head, enveloping her with a golden light beam. Immediately after, the long sword turned into an illusion and stabbed into Han Bing's head. In an instant, the light shone brightly, covering Han Bing's body.