Chapter Eighty-Eight: Sword Intent Takes Form

y punch Demon Mountain to death and be done with it. However, now he had changed his mind.Because, he could feel it far more acutely than others, that with the mountain's breath, from deep within the...Other disciples who climbed the peak, basically summoned their own swords after stepping onto the blade of Zhantian Sword and fought back against the surrounding sword energy.

However, Jiang Yun had walked the full nine thousand zhang distance. Not only did he not draw his sword, nor did he make a single move, but he relied solely on his formidable flesh body to persevere until now.

Now, as he entered the final tenth of his swordsmanship, the overwhelming sword qi had condensed into an impenetrable wall, its power greatly increased. Every strike of sword qi that hit his body left a small mark, though his flesh quickly healed instantly. However, this significantly slowed him down.

Therefore, at this time, Jiang Yun finally made his move!

"Fog rises!"

Ginger Cloud wasn't truly a swordsman, so the way he fought was naturally his most powerful technique, Yun Tian Wu Di. But in an instant, he realized that on this Zhantian Sword, besides sword energy and sword intent, there simply wasn't any other power.

This is also why only those who pursue kendo dare to cleave the Heavenly Sword.

Even if he were to switch to a harmless approach, and even if his skills in the five elemental arts were incredibly refined, there’s a saying: "One cannot make an omelet without eggs." Without the presence of the five elemental forces, he wouldn't be able to cast any spells at all.

After discovering this, Jiang Yun did not panic. He bit his tongue tip and spat a mouthful of blood onto the palm of his hand.

"Blood mist!"

Blood, like water, can also evaporate into mist naturally.

In an instant, a crimson blood mist dragon surrounded Jiang Yun's body, its form as solid as reality. It surged forward, crashing into the impenetrable wall of sword energy ahead.

"Boom boom boom!"

Amidst a deafening roar, the wall of sword qi crumbled in an instant.

With eleven layers of the Meridian-Opening Realm, Jiang Yun possessed an abundance of spiritual energy that far surpassed all other cultivators in the Meridian-Opening Realm. Therefore, the impact force of this blood mist dragon was unimaginably powerful.

With a mere simple clash, the sword qi wall was forcibly smashed open, creating a vacuum zone stretching for a hundred zhang. As Jiang Yun's figure flickered, he crossed this distance of a hundred zhang.

Next, Ginger Cloud spat out two more mouthfuls of blood, propelling himself over a distance of three hundred zhang. At this moment, Wang Jian was less than ten zhang away from him.

Jiang Yun's gaze didn't even look at Wang Jian. Instead, he was thinking about whether there were any other ways to get himself past the remaining blade of the sword. Otherwise, if he spat out six or seven more mouthfuls of blood, even if he eventually made it through this Zhantian Sword, it would also harm him. Not to mention that there were still four mountains waiting for him.

It seems that we can only use...

Just as Jiang Yun was preparing to advance in a different way, Wang Jian in front of him suddenly turned around. His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at Jiang Yun and slowly raised the sword in his hand, which was surrounded by blue lightning.

Wang Jian didn't know who Jiang Yun was, nor did he know his deeds. However, the current Jiang Yun obviously posed a threat to him. Therefore, even without Wei Zhengyang's instructions, he wasn't prepared to let Jiang Yun surpass him.

Jiang Yun didn't know Wang Jian either, but seeing the other turn around and point his sword at him, he couldn't possibly misunderstand what he wanted to do.

"Boom!"

With a deafening crack of thunder, Wang Jian finally swung his sword.

Three Thunder Swords Cyclone!

Then he saw a stream of thunder, layer upon layer, swirling into three circular vortexes, hissing as they charged towards Ginger Cloud.

Each vortex is composed of countless extremely fine blue lightning sword qi, and although there are only three vortices, the number of sword qi within them absolutely reaches a staggering level.

Even if it wasn't struck by three whirlpools at once, being hit by several sword qi within a single whirlpool would likely result in serious injuries. After all, these weren't ordinary sword qi; they were lightning sword qi.

And these three-thunder sword vortexes were also Wang Jian's strongest sword technique. Standing on the last one-tenth of the Heaven-Severing Sword, Wang Jian knew he didn't have much energy to deal with Jiang Yun, so he immediately unleashed his killing move, determined to strike a decisive blow.

If Wang Jian were facing other disciples, his purpose might have been achieved. It's a pity that he was facing Jiang Yun, who had opened the eleventh meridian with golden thunder power!

Jiang Yun's eyes were fixed on the three vortexes, completely motionless. He looked as if he had been stunned by Wang Jian's sword move, but in reality, if one looked closely, they would find a hint of delight in the depths of Jiang Yun's eyes.

"Turns out, Thunder Force can be used like this!"

Although Jiang Yun's current cultivation of eleven levels in the Meridian Opening Realm is enough to make him stand out among those in the same realm, his magic techniques are still his weakness. So far, he only knows two types of spells, one fire and one mist.

As for the power of thunder he had just obtained, he didn't learn any corresponding spells at all. It was like having a treasure mountain but not knowing how to enter it.

However, at this moment, the three Thunder Sword Whirlwinds Wang Jian displayed were like opening a brand new window in front of him, showcasing his understanding of sword qi and thunder power. This deepened his comprehension of martial arts to a whole new level.

Especially when he discovered that the three vortexes, in their flight, could shatter all the sword qi of the Heaven-Splitting Swords surrounding them, his heart was filled with great joy.

"This sword of yours isn't bad, I'll take it!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wang Jian saw Jiang Yun, who had seemed stunned just moments ago, suddenly spring into action. He charged straight toward those three whirlpools.

"Overreaching!"

A cold sneer escaped Wang Jian's lips, and he even turned his back, no longer intending to pay attention to Jiang Yun.

But his body had just turned halfway when it suddenly stopped. He was stunned to see that the three vortexes he had formed with countless thunder swords disappeared silently the moment they touched Jiang Yun's body.

It seems like it was absorbed by Ginger Cloud!

"This, this..."

Just as Wang Jian murmured, Jiang Yun had already arrived before him and reached out to suddenly grab the blue sword in his hand, pulling it with force.

Jiang Yun's physical power was immense. Coupled with Wang Jian being shocked, the moment he pulled, Wang Jian's palm loosened instantly. His sword ended up in Jiang Yun's hands.

"You're asking for it!"

Wang Jian finally came to his senses and roared, wanting to charge up. However, without the protection of his sword, countless sword qi immediately surged towards him.

To make matters worse, a phantom golden sword suddenly materialized in his mind—the embodiment of sword intent!

"Ah!"

At this moment, the sword intent of the Zhantian Sword transformed into a sword shape and directly charged into Wang Jian's body, completely shattering his always steadfast mind.

With extreme unwillingness and resentment, Wang Jian's figure fell towards the Zhantian Sword. In his last glance before falling, he saw Jiang Yun gracefully wielding his own sword amidst countless thunders, accelerating his advance.

This scene once again deeply stimulated Wang Jian. He had cultivated this Thunder Sword Qi at the risk of his life, but Jiang Yun could easily perform it, and even more powerfully.

"Pfft!"

Having lain dormant for four years, he had originally thought he could make a splash and become renowned. However, to his surprise, he ended up making wedding garments for others. Accompanied by a mouthful of blood spraying out, Wang Jian was suffocated and passed out.

At this moment, only Jiang Yun remained at the position where Zhan Tianjian's blade was. After snatching Wang Jian's sword, he finally found a way to advance without having to vomit blood and transform into a Mist Dragon.

Although the blue sword still belonged to King Jian and was desperately resisting Jiang Yun, the moment golden thunder from within Jiang Yun poured into its body, it surrendered.

In less than ten breaths, Jiang Yun had already walked a hundred zhang away. But just then, his figure stopped again because within his body, a sword intent suddenly appeared, a sword intent that transformed into a human form!

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