Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains Chapter 60: 047, The True Meaning of Swordsmanship [Please F

Tian Linong's sword qi had previously reached only about ten-odd ters, but Gu Chenfeng's sword qi stretched well over a hundred ters, nearly ten tis the length of the forr's.

And that was just the difference in appearance!

Unlike Tian Linong's slash, Gu Chenfeng's sword qi was almost tangible, the sword edge tearing through the sky as if it were real, creating a wave of air that stood a hundred ters tall.

Not only were houses flattened, but as the sword qi swept over the ground, it instantly peeled up layer after layer, leaving a radius of a hundred ters around the city center in complete disarray.

The power unleashed by the two was simply on a different level!

Such terrifying sword qi surpassed not only Hou Yuxiao's imagination, but also dumbfounded everyone in Zhaoyang City who witnessed this scene, be they the dispersed Mountain Sword Sect mbers or the people of the Hou Clan, all frozen in shock.

The only ones who remained calm amidst the chaos were the six high-level masters in the Dan Embracing Phase.

"Manifesting Law, Divine Communication, Yuan Qi (Prival Energy), Earth Threshold, Heaven's Threshold, the realm of the Five Qi Converging to the Pri, also known as the Five Realms of Grandmasters, True Qi Manifesting Technique, Sword Qi solidifying from the void into reality, Young Master Gu, must have already reached the pinnacle of Manifesting Law!"

"Truly worthy of being the ninth Sword God of the Wanjian Holy Sect of Xuzhou, Sword Heart Sacred Pupil Gu Chenfeng, achieving such cultivation at the re age of twenty-three. There's probably hardly anyone else like him in the world."

Tian Linong, Tong Hu, and Helian Wuji all looked at Gu Chenfeng with a touch of envy in their eyes.

The youngest among them, Tong Hu, was over 70 this year, to say nothing of the other two. Although they were renowned masters on the Tiger List, they were still within the bounds of the Gang Qi Realm. Seeing Gu Chenfeng break through the threshold of grandmaster at such a young age, it was difficult for them not to feel a tinge of envy.

However, Fu Ling and her two companions did not show a hint of concern on their faces upon seeing Gu Chenfeng's strike, evidently full of confidence in their young mistress.

"The fifth Sword God fell to the young mistress two years ago, and yet this re ninth Sword God sohow has the confidence to challenge her. Wait another hundred years!"

As if to affirm Fu Ling's words, in the face of Gu Chenfeng's terrifying sword qi, Princess Sikong remained completely unfazed. With a simple flick of her right hand, she drew a blue crescent-shaped arc of True Qi with her short sword, effortlessly deflecting it.

Yet, this was only the beginning!

Leaping from the clouds, Gu Chenfeng was surrounded by True Qi, moving so swiftly that no one's eyes could keep up. His Qing (blue-green) longsword rely streaked through the air and tore open a huge crack nearly a hundred ters long.

The longsword danced, instantly generating more than a hundred strands of sword qi that filled the surrounding area of several hundred ters. Where the sword qi passed, not a blade of grass remained, and where the sword's edge t the ground, tiles and bricks shattered.

Facing such fierce attacks, Princess Sikong was equally unyielding, still using only the gleaming short sword in her hand to fend off her opponent.

No matter how swiftly Gu Chenfeng wielded his sword, it seed unable to escape Princess Sikong's sight. Her short sword always t his sword's edge at the most unbelievable angles.

The True Qi of both combatants collided in the air, the shockwaves hitting the ground and blasting holes around them, sending dust and sand into the sky for nearly a hundred ters around.

In just a hundred breaths, the two crossed swords only a few dozen tis, yet the collateral damage inflicted already far exceeded what the previous six high-level experts had caused, with not one intact building to be found in the vicinity.

"Rakshasa True Qi, truly formidable, and that gleaming short sword in her hand is no ordinary weapon!"

In mid-air, Gu Chenfeng's expression was extrely serious.

Both he and Princess Sikong were at the sa phase, the pinnacle of Manifesting Law – the confidence behind his challenge.

The Qingyu Peak in his hand was a bona fide Spiritual Artifact. Although not on the Spirit Weapon List, it was nonetheless one of the rare sharp weapons in the world. Combined with his cultivation of the Sword Heart Holy Scripture, even his fifth elder brother would not dare to withstand so many of his strikes. Yet, his opponent had done just that!

It was then that Gu Chenfeng realized how formidable Princess Sikong was as an opponent, and he poured out True Qi and Sword Qi from his entire being without holding anything back.

As Gu Chenfeng spared no reserves, the intensity of the sword qi filling the sky once again rose a notch, with the sharp and piercing sword qi engulfing the whole arena, majestic in its might.

The Qingyu Peak was a Spiritual Artifact, and such an artifact is said to be spirited, capable of aligning with its owner's will. As the ninth Sword God of the Wanjian Holy Sect, Gu Chenfeng was already a rare genius among sword cultivators. The combination of these two factors suddenly released an ancient Sword Intent from within him.

And just as this sword intent arose, the martial artists from Zhaoyang County, who were watching from hundreds of ters away, as well as the sect mbers of the Mountain Sword Sect, if anyone held a sword, they all lowered their heads at the sa ti to look at their own swords, and their expressions changed instantly.

Centered around Gu Chenfeng, within a radius of one mile, all longswords, accompanied by the slowly rising sword intent from his body, trembled continuously, as if subjects had heard the summon of their king, with a montum that was terrifying beyond compare.

"All swords submitting, this is the true aning of swordsmanship, how is this possible?"

"Isn't it said that only upon reaching the realm of a Great Grandmaster does one have the qualification to comprehend the true aning of martial arts?"

"All swords submitting, this is the successor of the Wanjian Holy Sect of Xuzhou, at such a young age, to comprehend the true aning of swordsmanship, this... this is simply inconceivable!"

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Hearing the surrounding discussions, Hou Yuxiao's eyes were filled with solemnity as he looked at Gu Chenfeng's young face, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat in his heart!

There are countless types of weapons in the world, and those who can comprehend their true aning are few and far between. He had cultivated the Black Dragon Thirteen Forms to the Transformative Realm, which was barely an entry into the understanding of staff intent, let alone the true aning of staff techniques, which was still tens of thousands of miles away.

Suppressing that sense of defeat in his heart, Hou Yuxiao suddenly thought of sothing and turned his head to look at a dark red figure among the Hou Clan mbers.

Of the Hou Family, only Hou Yujie used a sword. At this mont, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes fixated on Gu Chenfeng, who was amidst the air, with more than defeat in his eyes; there was even a faint hint of despair.

Clearly, in front of Gu Chenfeng, his once prideful talent in swordsmanship had beco worthless; whether it was age, cultivation, or strength, he was far, far behind Gu Chenfeng...

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Suddenly awakened by a pat on the shoulder, Hou Yujie ca out of his daze.

"After all, he's a Sacred Land Successor, the Sword God of the Wanjian Holy Sect, and there are only nine such people in the entire Xuzhou. We co from humble origins, so lagging behind temporarily is nothing; as long as we proceed step by step and relentlessly pursue, there will always co a day when we surpass them!"

Hearing this comforting voice, although Hou Yujie's dazed expression sowhat receded, his look was still sowhat listless, obviously still lacking confidence.

"Don't you want to... go see the view in Jizhou?"

Hearing this deep inquiry from Hou Yuxiao, Hou Yujie's pupils instantly reddened, and the listlessness on his body swept away in a flash, as he nodded his head heavily.

"Understood, big brother."

Seeing the Fourth Elder rejuvenating with fighting spirit, Hou Yuxiao then turned his head, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness, looking at the two still battling in the sky.

Hatred, indeed, is the strongest force that breeds everything!

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The reactions of the crowd might have seed slow, but they actually happened in the blink of an eye.

The soaring sword intent on Gu Chenfeng soared to the peak, his pupils suddenly turned a bright silver, and then from them, two beams of silver sword light burst forth, rging with Qingyu Peak.

"This Sword Heart Sacred Pupil of mine was originally prepared for the fifth elder brother, but since he is not leaving his retreat, I can only ask Princess Sikong to appreciate it instead!"

No sooner had the words fallen, than Gu Chenfeng and Qingyu Peak, united as one with the sword, trail blazing an ultimate sword light in the air, drawing the attention of everyone, and suddenly flying towards Sikong Yue.

With the launch of this sword, within a radius of one mile, whether they were ordinary or fine longswords, they all dimd instantly, and even if they were hidden in their scabbards, they all trembled at once, as if intimidated by this one sword!

In a flash of brilliance, the skies above Zhaoyang City were lit up, as if the world only had room for this one sword left.

With the Sword Heart Sacred Pupil, Gu Chenfeng, the ninth Sword God of the Wanjian Holy Sect, was actually so formidable...