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"Yes!" Sword techniques were not just about sword techniques, they were about spirit, emotions, will, and power. Only those with spirit, emotion and will were swordsmen. Sword techniques and sword arts seemed to be one word apart, but there was a world of difference. I understand. This is a true sword technique. " Fan Wuji revealed a pensive expression.

"Sword arts are a sword art form. And the core of sword arts was sword intent. I understand. " As Fan Wuji spoke, his spirit and temperament underwent a drastic change, as if some earth-shattering change had occurred. His entire body was like an unsheathed sharp sword, revealing its sharpness as if he had the aura of slashing the heavens and slashing the earth.

"When sword intent is achieved, it should be able to cut through illusions, and one's spirit should be like a sword. A person should also be like a sword." Fan Wuji said, and at the same time he began to laugh.

He then raised his three-foot-long blade and gently waved it, causing a sword gleam to burst out. This sword energy was transparent white. It was simple and not luxurious.

Swish! His speed of his sword was several times faster than before. It was as if he had broken through the sound barrier and surpassed the speed of sound. One must know that many warriors of the Spirit Sea Realm couldn't break the sound barrier. But Fan Wuji was only a mere Xiantian, and yet he was able to do it. This was an unbelievable miracle.

And at this moment, Demon Elk was screaming nonstop, if he had only smelled danger from Fan Wuji before. Then at this moment he smelled death. There was a qualitative difference between a swordsman who had comprehended sword intent and a swordsman who had not. What's more, Fan Wuji had the power and speed of a God?

Fan Wuji continuously brandished his sword, thrusting out, retracting, thrusting out, and retracting. In the time it took to take a single breath, he could launch nine rounds of attacks, which also meant that he could thrust out nine swords. It was already abnormal for him to be able to unleash nine slashes in one breath, but each of his slashes were able to hit the vital points of Demon Elk.

Even though Elk's skin was thick and rough, and he possessed the true intent of wood, he was gradually finding it difficult to endure. Nine breaths of time passed in an instant. Demon Elk had forcibly struck Fan Wuji's eighty-one sword strikes. His body was dotted with bone chilling sword scars. Blood began to gush out.

Fan Wuji's face was cold. He unceasingly activated his sword intent, using it to constantly slash at Elk. Demon Elk wailed incessantly, but his speed was nowhere as fast as Fan Wuji, who had broken the sound barrier.

In front of Fan Wuji's speed of breaking the sound barrier, all his dodging was futile. Another ten breaths of time later, Fan Wuji stabbed out more than a hundred times. And the many swords within the body of the Elk Grand Demon finally fell down with a loud bang.

Demon Elk had still activated all of the True Meaning of Wood in his body in an attempt to heal his injuries. However, Fan Wuji's sword was simply too fast, breaking the sound barrier to such a terrifying degree that words and language could not describe it.

Finally, Demon Elk's eyes gradually widened. It stared unwaveringly at Fan Wuji, and let out an unresigned wail. This wail resounded throughout the entire Boorish Desolate. Elk's head tilted to the side and his life force dissipated, dying under Fan Wuji's sword.

Fan Wuji looked at Elk Demon and immediately sighed. He sighed and said, "This is life and death, this is cultivation. The law of the jungle will always be the sole point of a cultivator. "

"I actually managed to comprehend the legendary non-elemental sword intent." Fan Wuji muttered.

Sword intent and sword intent were both different. Generally speaking, a Blade Master's sword techniques had their own style. Unlike swordsmen who specialized in speed, swordsmen who comprehended sword intent were sword intent in terms of speed, swordsmen who specialized in strength comprehended sword intent in terms of strength. Of course, there would also be sword intents such as the sword intents of fire, the sword intents of thunder, the sword intents of wind, and so on.

And these sword intents were collectively called attribute sword intents. And in the legends, there was even an extremely youthful sword intent called non-elemental sword intent. And in the initial stages of the non-elemental sword intent, because there was no attribute, its power was mediocre and did not have the tyranny or strangeness that the attribute sword intent had.

On the other hand, the non-elemental sword intent was calm and peaceful. Although it did not have any special characteristics, it had the characteristics of all sword techniques. Most importantly, the non-elemental sword intent had been sublimated. Furthermore, after the non-elemental sword intent had sublimated, it was only the sword intent of the origin.

And source sword intent was the famous Superior Sword Intent. Furthermore, just based on the attack power of the Essence Sword Intent, it was one of the top three sword intents.

Fan Wuji said softly, "I have comprehended the Non-Attribute Sword Intent, although it is still lacking when compared to the Attribute Sword Intent. However, there was the possibility of advancing to the origin sword intent. This means that my sword intent still has a lot of potential. As for the other attributes, there is no room for improvement. "

At this moment, the sounds of tiger roars and ape roars rang out in waves. The super demons such as the Black Mystical Golden Tattooed Tiger, the Wind Thunder Lion, the Hell-headed Hound, the Divine Light Bird, and the Earth Bear were all woken up by the wails of Demon Elk.

After all, there were only eight great demons at the Spirit Sea Realm in the Wilderness. And these eight were existences who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. They were very familiar with each other. They were all the capable subordinates of that Monster King.

At this moment, the wails of Demon Elk had awoken them. At the same time, they astonishingly discovered that the aura of Demon Elk had dissipated. Demonic beasts were naturally sensitive to auras. There was only two possibilities when Elk's aura disappeared. One was that it had left the wasteland. The second possibility was that it was dead.

Outside of the Wilderness was the territory of humans. Not to mention a super great demon at the Spirit Sea Realm, even the king of demon beasts at the Life and Death Realm wouldn't easily leave the Wilderness for the human world under certain pressure.

Therefore, they understood that the aura of Demon Elk had dissipated. There was only one possibility, and that was that he had been killed.

"That idiot Elk was killed by humans. All seven of you, attack together and capture that human brat for me. " A cold voice abruptly sounded. Although its tone was not loud, it could still resound through heaven and earth, resonating appropriately in every corner of the Wilderness.

"We shall obey Your Majesty's decree!"

"We shall obey Your Majesty's decree!"

"Yes."

The roars of beasts echoed throughout the vast wasteland. One by one, all the greater demons at the Spirit Sea Realm began to move, chasing after a human youth. Needless to say, this human youth was Fan Wuji, who had killed Elk.

And the owner of that voice must be the King of Demonic Beasts that ruled the Wilderness.

At this moment, Fan Wuji also heard the cold voice. He smiled bitterly and said, "This time, I have really played it big." The Monster King actually said he was going to capture me. Even if I managed to comprehend the sword intent, and have three kinds of true intents in my body, I might not be a match for super demons like the Divine Light and Darkness Birds. "0

"This Yin-Yang Reversal Formation can only last two hours at most. I had to escape the Wilderness within this time. Otherwise, it's very possible that I won't be able to get out of this wilderness. " Fan Wuji muttered to himself.

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