Chapter 2887: Sword Descendant Mountain Leaves Traces
"What a joke to leave traces on Jianhen Mountain? Since the existence of Jianhen Mountain, in these epochs, there have been only more than a dozen people who have left their own sword marks on Jianhen Mountain. It is too difficult!"
"Yes, since Jianhen Mountain existed, how many practitioners have come here to realize enlightenment? This is definitely a huge number that cannot be calculated, but among them, only more than ten people can leave traces on Jianhen Mountain. The probability is too small, and this guy can do it simply cannot."
"Although he is indeed amazing, it can be said that since the strong man who left traces on Jianhen Mountain, he and Sansheng are the most amazing existences, but Jianhen Mountain is not an ordinary mountain."
"Haha, such a strong ambition. I actually want to do such a thing, but isn't it so easy to keep it in history?"
"If you want to leave scars on Jianhen Mountain, you must be at the lowest level of selflessness and no heaven. He is only at the eleventh level of destiny. Although he possesses three ninth-level sword intents and has a huge combat power, even the Blue-shirt Sword Emperor can kill, but it is impossible for him to do this!"
"It's right, unless this guy can improve his realm to the realm of selflessness, there may be some hope."
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Seeing Chen Xuan's actions, all the practitioners shook their heads near Jianhen Mountain. No one thought that Chen Xuan could leave his own sword marks on Jianhen Mountain.
Although Chen Xuan is really outstanding, his level is too low and no one is optimistic about him.
"Haha, wouldn't it be too ambitious to leave traces on Jianhen Mountain?" The burly man smiled bitterly. Even if he dared not think about such things.
"It's true that it's the same as back then, with courage!" Sansheng's eyes showed a look of appreciation. He didn't care whether Chen Xuan would succeed, but with such a strong belief, this has surpassed many people.
"Is it going to start?" The blind man looked expectant in the distant world.
Hearing this, Feng Ling snorted lightly, she glanced at the world around her and said, "No one here is optimistic about him. Do you really think he can succeed?"
The blind man grinned and said, "I don't know, but I think I will know the answer to this question soon."
After saying that, the blind man continued, "Girl, you won't regret the bet between us, right?"
Feng Ling bit her lip and said coldly, "Don't worry, since I promised to bet with you, I will naturally not regret it. I will settle the two ninth grade pills of life and death in your hand."
"Hehe, if you really can win, the blind man will give it to you." The blind man looked expectant and knew the difficulty of leaving a trace on Jianhen Mountain, but he still had great confidence in Chen Xuan.
At the end of Jianhen Mountain, Chen Xuan held the Hengliu Sword with one hand, his aura was constantly increasing, and the power around him became more and more violent.
At this time, under everyone's gaze, an amazing sword intent burst out from Chen Xuan's body, like a beam of light rushing straight to the top of the sky.
The next moment, Chen Xuan took a step in an instant and suddenly swung his sword towards Jianhenshan; "Slay!"
A cold voice resounded throughout the surrounding world. Chen Xuan's sword had already split the void in front of him. However, with his powerful sword slashing on Jianhen Mountain, he did not leave a trace on it, and he did not do it.
It seems that this mountain is the strongest fortress under the world, and there is no power in the world that can leave traces on it.
Seeing this scene, the practitioners gathered near Jianhen Mountain were not surprised. In their hearts, they had already determined that Chen Xuan would not succeed.
"Come again!"
Chen Xuan's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and then another sword intent force burst out from him.
Chen Xuan used only the power of the ninth-level sword intent, and Chen Xuan used his own two ninth-level sword intents to use his own two ninth-level sword intents.
"Nine Tribulations and Ten Thousand Swords Slash!" Chen Xuan raised the horizontal sword with one hand. The two ninth-level sword intents combined with Chen Xuan's own powerful sword technique. The moment the sword was slashed, the burly man closest to Chen Xuan felt the sense of crisis of death from Chen Xuan's sword!
The practitioners in the distant world also felt the power of Chen Xuan's sword.
However, when Chen Xuan slashed his astonishing sword on Jianhen Mountain, there was still no movement.
"Is it still not possible?" Chen Xuan frowned when he saw this, and then he was not reserving. The third ninth-level sword intent burst out from Chen Xuan's body and rushed straight into the sky.
"Why do you have to? This is a destined to be unable to succeed." The practitioner gathered near Jianhen Mountain shook his head secretly.
"Hmph, it seems that he has almost no hope of leaving traces in this Jianhen Mountain." Feng Ling sneered.
The blind man was silent and didn't say anything because he knew that this was not Chen Xuan's most powerful force, and the other party was still experimenting with how strong Jianhenshan's tolerance is.
Buzz!
At this time, as the third ninth-level sword intent burst out from Chen Xuan, another brand new ninth-level sword intent burst out again.
Four sword intents and four beams of light connect the sky and the earth, looking like a stunning wonder.
"Hiss, the fourth ninth-level sword intent!" The practitioner was shocked when he saw this; "Don't this guy only has three sword intent powers, why did he have another sword intent power?"
"No, he not only possesses three sword intent powers, but this guy is still hiding. We only saw three sword intents just now, which does not mean that he only has three sword intents."
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Suddenly, just as everyone was still talking with shock, another new sword intent burst out from Chen Xuan's body and went straight into the sky.
At this moment, behind Chen Xuan, five divine lights almost blinded people's eyes.
"Damn, five kinds of sword intent!"
"Why is there another sword intent? How many sword intents does this guy have?"
"Oh my God, five kinds of sword intents, are they all of him? How many are this guy hiding?"
"Who is he?"
Everyone lost their voices and looked horrified.
Even Sansheng looked at Chen Xuan with a moving look at him at this moment, but the more outstanding Chen Xuan was, the stronger the fighting spirit in his eyes.
Buzz buzz!
In an instant, before everyone could express more emotion, Chen Xuan raised his sword and shouted, and then a wave of shocking sword intent erupted from his body one after another.
At that moment, nine divine lights sank above Chen Xuan's head. Such a stunning wonder seemed like an impossible miracle, which made the practitioners who saw this scene stunned on the spot!
"Is this the power of the nine-level nine-level sword intent?"
Chen Xuan's heart was thrilling. Nine nine-level sword intents exploded in full swing, making him feel that he could split the sword scar mountain with one sword at this moment.
Immediately, Chen Xuan moved, and saw his sword swinging like a pen, galloping across the sword scar mountain. The sword in his hand looked like flowing water, like a pen walking on a dragon and a snake.
However, as the sword passed by one after another, vigorous strokes gradually appeared on Jianhenshan.
Finally, when Chen Xuan's last sword fell, four iron-painted silver hooks, big words like dragon-flying phoenix danced on the mountain of Jianhen Mountain.
Chapter completed!