Wu Que's consciousness was trapped in the darkness. He kept thinking about how he could have his own sword intention.

In the darkness, Wu Que's consciousness stood in the void and transformed into a long sword in his hand.

Replaying everything you have experienced in your mind is like a flash of memories flowing through you.

In my memory, there is no fairness in this world.

When you were born, you were bullied by fate and you were not allowed to see your parents at once.

When I was a child, I was bullied by people who were also beggars and beaten by strangers.

When he grew up, he came to Jiange, but was framed by Elder Gu and almost died.

"If they had the strength at the beginning, how dare they?"

In the darkness, the beggar who was bullied appeared in front of him, and Wu Que felt a murderous aura.

Draw his sword and unsheathed it, and with one, the beggar disappeared.

Then there were passers-by who beat him for no reason, all of whom were killed.

Looking at the disciple Gu Chang who appeared in front of him, Wu Que smiled, "I will kill you myself, no one can save you."

The figure scattered.

The surroundings are calm.

"Not these are what I want!"

My purpose is not just to avenge.

I want the unfair heaven to be destroyed, and I want this ruthless fate to be buried.

The knife swung out again.

A terrifying aura erupted, and the domineering sword slashed out the darkness and shattered consciousness, returning to the body.

Wu Que's bones emitted a golden light. In the golden light, the arrogant and domineering sword intention was born, but Wu Que didn't understand what his sword intention was.

At this moment, there were dark clouds over the sword tomb and thunder roaring.

After a long time, the thunder roared and stopped.

The golden light was restrained, and Wu Que's injuries had already recovered, but he could no longer have the Dantian in this life.

Feeling the body, I found that there was a great change, and there was a force lurking in my body. Although it was very few, I always felt that this force was endless.

"Thank you for your re-creation."

Wuque kneels down.

The old man looked at Wu Que kindly, his eyes as if he was looking at a scarce treasure: "What you actually understand is the ultimate sword intent, which is worthy of being a natural domineering bone and the ultimate domineering aura. This kind of knife intent is considered a real domineering sword."

"Master, what is the ultimate killing intention?"

The old man said: "Get out a sword and kill the decisive killing! Fearless determination, fearless killing intention, the strongest sword intent in the legend."

After saying that, the old man grabbed the black knife beside him and threw it to Wu Que, "Wu Que, this knife is a treasure. After the master buried it over the years, I will let it follow you in the future."

Wu Que took the black knife, pulled out the scabbard, and the evil energy came over. The blade was slender, two feet and one minute, and the whole body was pitch black.

"You are born with the material for practicing the domineering sword. The existence of the ultimate sword intent also prevents you from learning other sword techniques. Those are useless to you."

"The way to get started with my sword-Bao lineage is to draw the sword, which is suitable for you."

Draw a sword and use the instantaneous high-speed attack to draw a sword to cause an unexpected kill on the enemy, which is similar to the sword drawing technique of sword cultivation.

With one point, the knife intention fell into Wu Que's mind. It was a method of drawing the sword, very simple.

The old man said: "In this sword tomb, there is a strong murderous intent and sufficient evil spirit. It is a good place for you to practice. Go, nine points of hard work and one point of talent, that is the real genius!"

Wu Que received the order, held a knife in his left hand, and turned around.

"Wu Que, in the future, remember to practice with the intention of swords, bones, body refining, and murderous aura refining the soul."

“Yes, Master.”

Wu Que felt it was strange, as if his master was explaining his funeral.

Wu Que had just taken two steps when his master's words came again: "By the way, I'm a master and I'm a sword emperor."

....

The sword tomb is filled with rusty broken swords everywhere. Occasionally, a broken sword will retain spiritual energy.

Before, the master had a sword intention to protect his body, but he didn't know that the sword tomb was terrifying. Now that he stepped in alone, he realized the horror of the evil spirit in the valley.

Wu Que dared not go deeper, so he could only practice drawing his sword around the entrance of the cave.

Wu Que practiced to draw the sword simply for ten days, and the speed of drawing the sword was much faster than at the beginning.

After ten days of cultivation, in addition to drawing swords, Wu Que used the murderous aura of the sword tomb to temper his soul. In just ten days, Wu Que transformed from a waste to a monk.

Wu Que is already a qualified sword cultivator with bones tempered, sword energy refining body, murderous aura refining soul.

In ten days, the sword energy carries domineering spirit and draws the sword very quickly. When the knife is unsheathed, a huge rock can be seen.

This is what the master calls the realm of swords.

The domineering monk is different from the monk who absorbs spiritual energy to practice, and the realm division is somewhat different.

The domineering sword is divided into four realms: the realm of sword control, the realm of unity of human swords, the realm of no swords, and the realm of swords.

One level is equivalent to the two major realms of a cultivator. Wu Que is now in the early stage of the sword control, and he doesn’t know how strong his combat power is.

The black knife let out a sword breath, and Wu Que was very happy, getting closer and closer to the target of revenge.

He was like a child, ecstatic and quickly ran back to the cave, "Master, I can breathe a sword."

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

When I returned to the cave in the past, I could always see my master looking at him with a smile. Today, he had already lowered his head and his body was a little deadly.

“Master….”

The sword emperor slowly raised his head, his face pale, "Wu Que, I'm at the end. Remember, leave the Jiange area early and go to Cangli Mountain to find my old friend. When he sees my sword, he will know your identity."

"You are very weak now, and you can't let the people in Jiange know about you practicing Badao."

"At that time, he was injured by the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion, Li Qingtian, and trapped in the sword tomb. His wish is that he will die under the sword sword. When you have that strength, you will kill him."

"This sword tomb is sealed by a large formation and cannot get out of it, but the old man Li Qingtian will send someone in every ten years to see if I die. Calculate the time, it will be ten years in three days. You can find a way to get out."

"If you have a genius disciple, you will die in peace!"

"Old Li Qingtian, you can make a lot of calculations, but it's still not as good as the heaven's calculations." I have a successor to the domineering sword." The sword emperor seemed to have used all his strength and shouted this sentence.

“Hahahaha~.”

The laughter slowly stopped, and the sword emperor's body turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

Wu Que crawled on the ground: "Great send to Master!"

When I looked up, tears fell.

Since the death of the Sword Emperor, Wu Que has not practiced again. For three days, he has been sitting in the cave. There is always a kind smile in front of him.

"Master, it's three days, and it's time for me to leave. Don't worry, my disciples will work hard. I will destroy the Jiange, chop off Li Qingtian's head, send it here to worship Master."

Wu Que stood up, bowed deeply, turned around and left the cave, and walked out of the sword tomb.

When I arrived at the barrier of the light curtain at the exit, I saw a figure walking from a distance.

As the man approached, Wu Que smiled. It turned out to be Liu Heng, Gu Chengyu's disciple.

A touch of killing appeared in my eyes.

"Ancient dog, I can't kill you now, but you, a disciple, should be the interest!"

Hidden yourself, your eyes approaching like a cheetah staring at your prey.

Liu Heng took out a token from his arms and stuck it to the light curtain, and a hole was cracked in the light curtain.
Chapter completed!