Chapter 327: Defeat, Ninth Stage of Painting (Two in One)

The sword energy reflected in the 22nd Dao Realm and directly slashed on Bian Ruxue's cheek, leaving a scar on her beautiful cheek.

But the wound healed in an instant, and Bian Ruxue's body disappeared into the abyss. At the moment of injury, she avoided the sharpness of the sword.

When she appeared again, Bian Ruxue's eyes became much more solemn.

"The Supreme Soft Sword Intention is Complete!"

"Qingying has actually cultivated the sword intention to perfection. Did he have an epiphany after the previous battle with Zhanlong?"

On the holy stage, many saints and saints all looked solemn.

Many of them have not yet perfected their sword intentions. The perfect sword intentions will go one step further and enter the Dao!

"Unfortunately, it's just a small Dao."

A trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the Holy Son of Haoyue, but then he shook his head slightly. Compared with his own Sun and Moon Avenue, they are all small Daos, and even if they are perfect, they are not worth worrying about.

"Qingying, this child, has been practicing swordsmanship on her own since her master's accident. She hasn't fallen behind in her cultivation. It seems that the incident didn't affect her too much."

Yao Zu stared at him slightly. At such a young age, he could practice swordsmanship to perfection. His swordsmanship comprehension is quite terrifying.

If he is given a few hundred years, he will be a semi-saint of swordsmanship.

But evildoers practice and compete all the way, and it is easy to die young.

On the battlefield, Bian Ruxue saw that the opponent's swordsmanship seemed to be perfect and more profound than her own, and the original restraint effect was wiped out at this moment.

She took a deep breath, and the energy in her body gathered into the sword bone of her spine. This ice and snow sword bone was her innate, but it was innate and dusty. It was not until she met the sword saint master that it was awakened. At this moment, the energy was integrated into the sword bone, and a cold air of ice and snow emanated from her whole body.

The temperature around her became lower, but Bian Ruxue's momentum was gradually increasing. The original energy in her body, after being transformed by the sword bone, turned into sword energy!

Swoosh!

She suddenly stepped out and performed the return to the ruins teleportation!

To reach the ultimate state of Guixu, one needs to practice many methods of controlling objects and control objects to the limit.

Bian Ruxue, under the instruction and guidance of the master, directly obtained the complete Sword Saint Yutian Jue, and obtained his teachings and perfected her cultivation. Within half a year, she opened up the ultimate state of Guixu.

Therefore, although she has practiced for a short time, she has basically opened up all the extreme states that can be opened up.

When Guixu teleported in front of Lin Qingying, the vast sword aura in Bian Ruxue's body condensed, and when she swung the sword, the world seemed to freeze.

Lin Qingying's Dao domain emerged layer by layer, with 28 layers of Dao domain, but at this moment it was penetrated and frozen by the ice and snow cold air. The sword intent laws in the sword domain were solidified, and with the offset of Bian Ruxue's own Dao domain, it was directly broken!

When the sharp sword aura slashed over, Lin Qingying's sword light turned, and the surrounding seemed to spread out tidal water, entwined around the sword aura, pulling it, and turned to one side, and then the wave-like sword intent surrounded Bian Ruxue in the opposite direction.

Bian Ruxue was secretly shocked, and suddenly she shouted in a low voice, and her sword intent burst out, and ice filled the air, freezing the wave-like sword force.

Clang!

The two swords clashed, and the sharp sword energy was like a big axe, which shook Lin Qingying back.

"Ice and Snow Sword Bone, no wonder he was accepted as a personal disciple by the Sword Saint. I heard that they met by chance in the human world."

"It is perfect with the sword way he practiced."

"How can there be any mistakes when the Sword Saint taught him personally? He will not go astray at all."

On the holy stage, the eyes of the saints and saints flickered. They did not expect that the youngest saint had great ability. With this ice and snow sword bone, she actually suppressed Lin Qingying's perfect sword intent and 28th Dao domain!

However, they could all see that Lin Qingying had not used her true power just now.

After all, perfect sword intent is more than that, and Lin Qingying also has a Dao body, but it has not been used yet.

"Don't you plan to use the Dharma image of heaven and earth?"

Bian Ruxue looked at Lin Qingying with calm eyes.

Compared with other saints, her biggest weakness is that she does not have the Dharma of Heaven and Earth.

Others are in the Five Extremes, but she is only in the Four Extremes. When she was in the Soul Successor Realm, she was taken away by Master Jian Wudao and sent to the Qiandao Palace through favors. The one who worshipped the Soul Successor was the real person in the Dao Fa Realm.

This caused her to have no chance to see the Dharma of Heaven and Earth in this life.

However, she met her current master, the Sword Saint, who told her that when she reached a bottleneck in her cultivation in this life, she could reincarnate and cultivate again. The master would protect her, and the next life would be her true peak!

Lin Qingying heard her words and shook her head slightly. She didn't say anything, but the energy in her body gradually turned into the Dao fetus. She had an innate vaginal fetus. At this moment, the energy was coiled in her abdomen, and her whole body seemed to turn into soft water-like power.

Only she knew how strong she really was after the perfection of the Extremely Soft Sword Intent.

With her innate vaginal fetus, she pushed the sword intent to the extreme. She originally planned to stay in the powerful enemy behind, but now she had to use this part of her power in advance.

As Lin Qingying's breath changed, Bian Ruxue soon noticed it keenly. Her eyes became solemn. She didn't say anything, but concentrated the sword energy in the sword bone, integrated it into the ice and snow sword intent, raised the sword, and displayed the sword skills she had practiced since childhood and later deduced to the current Dao level with the guidance of her master.

Snow Realm!

The sword did not move, but the biting cold air dispersed like ice cracks.

She suddenly drew her sword, and the sword fell!

In an instant, the world seemed to be snowing heavily.

Countless snowflakes turned into thousands of sword beams, all of which were teleported to Lin Qingying by Guixu.

It was equivalent to thousands of sword beams instantly, freezing everything.

But Lin Qingying stood there, seemingly unable to react. The sword light like falling snow gathered, but penetrated through her body.

Extremely soft!

Soft and untouchable.

She was dressed in green, standing in the wind and snow, surrounded by the sword energy stirring all over the sky, but even her hair was not blown.

She stood quietly holding the sword, just looking at Bian Ruxue quietly.

But such a horrifying scene made Bian Ruxue pale.

Everyone outside the venue was shocked when they saw this scene.

"How is it possible?!"

"Uninjured, unselectable, untouchable?!"

"Is this the perfection of the Supreme Soft Sword Intention?"

The many saints and saints on the holy platform were also shocked. The means displayed by Lin Qingying at this moment made many of them feel frightened and scalp numb.

"Innate Supreme Yin fetus, combined with the Supreme Soft Perfect Sword Intention, Qingying, this child, is now half-stepping into the state of Taoism."

"Awesome, Shuiyue made a mistake, but also accepted a good disciple for my holy land."

Yaozu and other semi-saints saw this scene, and their eyes showed admiration.

The sword saint standing in the center was indifferent, without any change.

At this moment, Lin Qingying on the stage stood in the storm for a moment, and then suddenly returned to the ruins and flashed in front of Bian Ruxue.

Bian Ruxue reacted extremely quickly, and the sword energy roared out like a silver dragon, slashing at Lin Qingying.

But the silver dragon sword energy shuttled through Lin Qingying's body, and Lin Qingying just raised his hand and swept a sword past. Bian Ruxue only felt a slight chill in her throat, raised her hand to wipe it off, a trace of blood appeared on her fingertips, and the wound on her jade neck had healed.

But she knew that if the opponent really used a killing move, it would not be as simple as a scratch.

Bian Ruxue was a little absent-minded, but the sword energy on her body gradually dissipated, and the blizzard rolling around slowly disappeared.

"I lost."

A hint of complexity flashed in her eyes. When she saw that the opponent had mastered the perfect sword intent, she vaguely knew that this battle would not be easy to win. After all, she did not have the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, but she did not expect that the opponent did not use the Dharma either, and defeated her with only swordsmanship.

Lin Qingying retracted the sword, did not speak, but turned her head to look at the floating seat.

If it weren't for the three paintings that made her sword intent perfect, she might be extremely embarrassed in today's battle, and the final outcome would be difficult to determine.

Even if there is an extra Dharma image of heaven and earth, the effect is not that great when the sword intent is restrained.

Noticing Lin Qingying's gaze, Bian Ruxue also looked in the same direction. When she saw Li Hao's appearance, she showed a trace of doubt in her eyes, but didn't think much about it.

Bian Ruxue had also heard about some of the deeds of this Qingying Saint. She knew that her master made a mistake and was imprisoned more than ten years ago. Because of this reason, no one taught her for more than ten years, and she could only practice on her own.

"Is your sword intent self-realized? I'm not as good as you."

Bian Ruxue was silent for a while and sighed softly. When she came here, she realized that there is a world beyond the world, and the prosperity of the world is far less brilliant than here.

Lin Qingying retracted his gaze, and after hearing her words, he said calmly:

"If someone accompanies me in sword practice, I am not self-enlightened."

Practicing sword with someone?... Bian Ruxue's eyes flickered. When they reached their level, they all practiced sword alone and realized themselves, or asked their master for guidance. To be able to practice sword with them, at least they had to be at the same level, otherwise it would be meaningless.

Bian Ruxue did not ask which saint accompanied Lin Qingying in practice, as this was other people's privacy.

However, these words made her think of a scene in the courtyard when she was young.

It seemed... It had been a long time since anyone had practiced sword with her.

If he came to the human world again, would he still be able to practice sword with her?

Bian Ruxue shook her head slightly. At that time, they were already at different levels, and the childhood playing house was gone after all.

She retracted her thoughts and saw that Lin Qingying had turned around and left the battle stage. She also turned around and flew away from here silently, returning to the holy stage.

Seeing the two return, the eyes of the other saints and saints flashed, comparing the power they showed, and weighing and comparing them with themselves in their hearts.

The Dragon Slayer Saint's face was not looking good. He had hoped to draw Lin Qingying again today to avenge his previous shame, but the battle just now made him understand that it was a good thing that he didn't meet her, otherwise he would be even more embarrassed today.

Losing once can still be said to be an accident, but losing twice is too thorough.

And this time he will lose faster.

The sword intention is perfect, plus the Dao fetus is perfectly matched, that state is too invincible.

Lin Qingying felt the eyes of others, but her expression was calm and she didn't react. She knew that if this battle was exposed, many people would regard her as a strong opponent.

But the road of the strong is never afraid of cold wind and biting.

...

"Qingying won!"

"Too amazing, what happened just now, the blizzard sword energy couldn't hurt her."

Lin Shanhai and other alchemists were excited and surprised.

Although Bian Ruxue was young, she was the disciple of the Sword Saint after all, and people dared not underestimate her.

And Bian Ruxue did show extremely strong means, but Lin Qingying seemed to have completely surpassed her level and won overwhelmingly.

Many alchemists were cheering and congratulating Lin Shanhai.

Li Hao sat aside with a calm expression. He didn't expect that the first battle would be between the two of them. However, now he has regarded it as a normal battle. It doesn't matter who he fights with.

Winning and losing are common things. You can only blame your skills for not being as good as others. If you are not good enough, you should practice more.

"Saint Xue'er lost. As expected, she is still too young!"

"She is also very strong. She can reach this level at the age of 27. When we were 27, we were still hovering in the realm of real people."

"What? You reached the realm of real people at the age of 27, so how can I be still in the realm of four standing at the age of 27?"

"Don't say it, my cousin is still in the realm of three immortals at the age of 27."

"..."

The audience and the audience were talking about it. It was the first time they saw the youngest saint take action. Although she lost, many people saw that Bian Ruxue was strong and should not be underestimated.

Lin Qingying's performance was undoubtedly a great surprise. Many top inner sect geniuses were bitter in their hearts. They finally realized what level of monsters these saints and saints were. In addition to the Saint of Haoyue, there is now another saint with perfect sword intent.

The special state of the last hand is unsolvable. If it were them, they could only admit defeat.

After winning this battle, Lin Qingying was promoted to the top eight, while Bian Ruxue retreated to the loser group. She needed to win consecutive games from the loser group to be promoted to the top ten, which was more difficult.

Soon, a new round of fighting appeared.

This time, the two saints were evenly matched and the fight was difficult to tell. The rotation of the five extreme realms made the audience outside the field dazzled. In terms of the excitement of watching, it was better than the previous two games.

After all, in the first two games, one side was obviously stronger than the other, but it didn't look so intense.

When the battle was over, the entire battlefield was beaten into a deep pit. One of the saints was covered in blood and fainted, and the other was also in a tragic state, with his body close to being broken.

Such a fierce fight made the disciples outside the field tremble with fear. This is the confrontation between Saint-level disciples.

Li Hao was also watching the battle quietly, and gradually collected the unique skills taught by these Saints and Saints. These unique skills were not included in the Sword Tower and belonged to the special skills created by the semi-saints.

Although they were included in the panel at this moment, Li Hao also knew that he could not use them rashly. This kind of stealing was a taboo.

However, after being included in the panel, it will be integrated with other skills and insights, and finally another skill will be deduced from it. Even if it is used, there will be a difference, so there is no worry about being discovered.

And these included skills can add several realms to Li Hao.

Not long after, with the end of the fierce competition for the top eight, it was a three-day rest.

The next is the competition of the loser group, eight people compete for two places to enter the top ten, and then the top ten will fight.

After watching the whole circle today, Li Hao felt that if Lin Qingying performed well, it would be no problem to get the top three.

In addition to the Holy Son of Haoyue, there is also a Holy Son of Linghuan who is also perfect in sword intent and quite powerful.

And the opponent's unique sword skills were naturally included in the panel by Li Hao. After deducing to the highest level, he comprehended it.

This sword intent was also integrated into Li Hao's sword intent of self-centeredness, making his sword intent sharper.

During the three-day rest day, Lin Qingying was still comprehending the sword in the yard. Li Hao felt that she was a little too tense.

"These few days, you might as well take a good rest and relax."

Li Hao saw that the other party basically held the sword every day except for eating and drinking, which was more passionate than playing chess.

Lin Qingying opened her eyes and saw that Li Hao seemed to be going out. She rarely asked: "Where are you going?"

In the past, Li Hao often went out, but she never asked.

"Go to the Sword Tower and find someone to fish. Do you want to go and see?"

Li Hao smiled.

Lin Qingying was surprised. The Sword Tower is the important place where the Sword Master is.

She thought for a moment, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Li Hao was a little surprised. It was just a casual invitation, and he never thought that the other party would agree.

"Okay, let's go together." Li Hao smiled. If you always practice sword, your thinking will easily fall into a bottleneck. Occasionally relaxing will be more conducive to practice. Just like when he plays chess and paints, he will switch back and forth. Otherwise, he will always be immersed in one place and ignore too many other scenery.

Occasionally looking at other scenery can stimulate your thoughts, draw inferences from one instance, and have new insights.

Immediately, Li Hao flew in the air and led the way.

Lin Qingying followed behind, with a strange look on her face. Li Hao has only been in this holy land for a year, but now he seems like a frequent visitor, feeling familiar with the road.

On the contrary, although she has practiced in the holy land for many years, she has not actually seen the whole picture of the holy land. On weekdays, she mainly eats, drinks and practices swords, staying in the courtyard.

Soon, Li Hao brought Lin Qingying to the Holy Mountain. Many disciples along the way recognized Lin Qingying's appearance and exclaimed.

Li Hao was a little helpless. Bringing a saint girl with him was like accompanying a big star out, a little ostentatious.

Fortunately, the Sword Tower was a key place, and the disciples did not dare to stay here, so it was very quiet.

The sword servant man saw Li Hao coming, his eyes fell on Lin Qingying behind Li Hao, and he was a little surprised and said, "What are you doing?"

Lin Qingying knew this sword servant man. When she came to the Sword Tower to choose a technique, she learned that the other party was the disciple of the Sword Master, with extremely strong strength, and was a leader in the realm of Taoism. Even the saints and saints like them might not be able to defeat him.

After all, the other party was a saint-level disciple of the last era. Now he is hundreds of years older than them, and his cultivation is naturally more terrifying.

"Come fishing, and take her out for a walk by the way."

Li Hao smiled.

The sword servant man glanced at Lin Qingying. Lin Qingying's expression was calm, but her eyes turned slightly elsewhere, as if there was a trace of unnaturalness.

The sword servant chuckled and said, "Okay, go ahead. The sword master is waiting for you. He said that fishing without you is boring."

Li Hao smiled in his heart. Although he and the sword master were very quiet when fishing, the feeling was different when they were hooked. They were used to competing with each other, and it was really lacking when they were alone.

After greeting each other, Li Hao led Lin Qingying around the bamboo forest of the sword tower and walked towards the sword cliff.

Lin Qingying followed behind, but was surprised and curious. The other party actually fished with the sword master?

And it seemed that he was very familiar with this place. He had been out before. Could he come here?

Lin Qingying felt a little strange in her heart. The sword master was in the realm of a saint. Many saints had no way to please him. Li Hao had only been in the Holy Land for a year, but he actually seemed to be quite familiar with him. It was a bit incredible.

Soon, when he came to the sword cliff, Li Hao saw that in addition to the sword master, Qiu Wuhen was also here.

Lin Qingying also noticed Qiu Wuhen and her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Senior Sword Master."

Li Hao walked forward and said hello.

The sword master turned his head slightly and glanced at Li Hao. Naturally, he also saw Lin Qingying. He raised his eyes and said, "This little girl is here to fish too?"

Lin Qingying was stared at by the sword master, and the hairs all over her body seemed to stand on end, with an unspeakable sense of oppression. She immediately lowered her head to pay respects.

When she heard the sword master's question, she shook her head slightly: "I came with him to have a look, but I didn't expect to meet the senior sword master."

"Let's take a look, then let's take a look."

When the sword master heard this, he said no more.

Qiu Wuhen looked at Lin Qingying, nodded slightly to her, and then said:

"I watched your battle. The sword intent was perfected. It was very powerful!"

"I also watched your battle. Thousand Threads Sword was very powerful."

Lin Qingying also replied.

The corner of Qiu Wuhen's mouth twitched slightly. He was defeated miserably by Holy Son Haoyue in that battle.

Li Hao raised his eyebrows when he heard Lin Qingying's words. What kind of steely girl is this? Does she always talk like this?

"Come, sit down."

Li Hao called Lin Qingying to take a seat on the edge of the cliff, and he returned to his old position, and then concentrated his strength into a line and threw it into the sword cliff.

Lin Qingying looked at the three people fishing and was a little curious. Is it meaningful to do such a thing?

She looked at the sword master. For the sword master, this might be a hobby, and the same was true for Li Hao, but for Qiu Wuhen...

"Are you using this to learn the sword?" Lin Qingying was not stupid and realized the purpose of fishing.

Qiu Wuhen nodded slightly: "Not bad."

Lin Qingying's eyes showed thoughts.

Li Hao smiled at Lin Qingying and said: "Your Soft Sword Intention is also very suitable for fishing. It can feel the water conditions in detail and judge whether the bait is taken. You can also try it."

When the sword master heard Li Hao's words, he laughed and cursed: "You kid!"

It's obviously saying that you are tempting people to commit crimes.

Li Hao smiled, he was telling the truth.

Lin Qingying shook her head slightly, she was not interested in this kind of thing.

However, she did not leave, but sat quietly next to Li Hao, feeling the tranquility and nature.

Not long after, Li Hao took the bait.

Lin Qingying looked around and was surprised to see that what she caught was a real dragon.

"It's you again."

Li Hao couldn't help but glare when he saw it was the dragon demon Ao Jie again.

Ao Jie was also dumbfounded and quickly begged for mercy.

We are almost becoming old acquaintances with each other.

Li Hao had no choice but to unhook it and let it go.

As soon as Lin Qingying heard the dragon demon's words, she knew that Li Hao was already a regular visitor here. Her eyes fell on Li Hao's profile. Suddenly, she thought of the sudden earthquake sound she heard when she came back from practice that day. I went to check and saw Li Hao seriously injured in the pit...

A slight blush appeared on her cheeks, and she looked up into the distance.

When the sun set, Li Hao said goodbye to the sword master and Qiu Wuhen before taking Lin Qingying back to the alchemy courtyard.

In the next two days, Lin Qingying did not practice sword practice anymore, but followed Li Hao to go fishing every day.

Qiu Wuhen didn't come, he seemed to have gone into seclusion.

After all, he needs to fight for the loser's bracket three days later.

Lin Qingying sat on the edge of the cliff, watching the water in the deep pool surging, her thoughts drifting away.

The sword master chatted casually, but it seemed that intentionally or unintentionally, he talked about Zhirou Sword Dao, allowing Lin Qingying to catch the sound of the Dao transmitted by the other party, and faintly glimpsed the level after the sword intention was perfected.

But just to find a hint of direction, it is still too far away to really set foot on it.

On the fourth day, the loser group competed. Lin Qingying went to watch the battle, but Li Hao did not go. He went to Jianya by himself and continued fishing here.

For him, fishing is spiritual practice.

"There must be fighting over there today, why didn't you go?"

The sword master asked in surprise when he saw that Li Hao was still here today.

Li Hao smiled and said, "I've seen it before."

"You kid, don't you understand, or are you too bored?" The sword master looked at him with a smile, his eyes seeming to see through Li Hao's heart.

Ever since he learned that Li Hao was 28 years old and had cultivated 97 levels of Taoism, he knew that Li Hao's talent was beyond imagination and he was a top-notch being among the saints.

"You don't understand..." Li Hao said with a smile.

To say it was too boring would be a bit of a slap in the face. After all, those were the saints carefully cultivated by the Sword Ancestor Holy Land.

The sword master rolled his eyes at him angrily. If he didn't understand, he would look at it even more. How could he have the leisure to come here?

In all his years of becoming a saint, he has never met a guy as weird as Li Hao.

Qiu Wuhen came here to fish to learn swordsmanship, but Li Hao's fishing had nothing to do with swords. It was really just a hobby.

Qiu Wuhen took the bait, his face expressionless, no different from lifting a stone.

But Li Hao took the bait, and the excitement in his eyes was visible to the naked eye.

This kind of emotion cannot be concealed. Only people who really like fishing can have this kind of emotion.

"If you feel a little offended by going to watch the battle, you don't have to. Sooner or later, they will have to compete with the other two Holy Lands and even the entire Thirty-three Worlds for the title of the strongest. If someone takes a second look, they will see their flaws. He deserves to lose."

The sword master said calmly.

Li Hao nodded. Today's Sword God Battle is not only to select the strongest genius in the holy land, but also to select the top ten places to fight with the other two holy lands for the strongest ten people in Canglan Realm.

Seeing that Li Hao was indifferent, the Sword Master did not persuade him anymore. In his heart, he regarded Li Hao as a genius under another saint. Sooner or later, he would meet the son of his own holy land in the battle of geniuses in the thirty-three realms. Li Hao did not want to peek. Although he thought it was nothing, he still admired this pride.

After fishing for half a day, Li Hao caught Ao Jie one after another. After repeatedly fishing for it, Li Hao's fishing experience has been reduced a lot.

He was somewhat helpless, so he put away the fishing line and said to the Sword Master:

"Senior, can I draw a picture for you?"

The Sword Master raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised, and soon thought of the famous painting of the Sword God War that Li Hao had drawn before. He smiled and said:

"If you want to draw, it's up to you."

Li Hao was overjoyed, and immediately took out the drawing board from the space of heaven and earth and painted in front of the Sword Cliff.

Amid the sound of the waterfall, the Sword Master sat alone on the edge of the cliff wearing a bamboo hat. On the opposite side of the Sword Cliff, there was a brilliant and deep sword mark, with a sword aura that reached the sky. All of this was captured by Li Hao in the painting.

When depicting the saint, Li Hao felt the difficulty of painting, which was completely different from painting other people.

He looked solemn and observed carefully, but he always felt that there was a kind of mist on the other person. The careful observation during painting was different from the daily observation.

What he wanted to capture was the charm of the other person, but that charm was extremely ethereal, like a dragon with no head, changing at any time, and impossible to figure out.

When Li Hao got a glimpse of it, he suddenly felt a sharp sword energy like a buzzing bee, exploding in his ears.

The sword master's expression changed slightly, and he was a little surprised. It seemed that the sword art hidden in his body was spied on by the other party?

"Hmm? Are you okay?"

The sword master looked at Li Hao, but saw that Li Hao's eyes were actually oozing golden blood, and his eyes seemed to be cut and blinded.

He felt a faint sword intent from the other party's eyes. It was the sword art in his body that was spied on and reflected in the other party's eyes, cutting his eyes.

This was not done by him. He raised his hand and wanted to take back the sword force, otherwise it would continue in Li Hao's eyes and Li Hao's eyes would not heal.

"Senior, don't worry about me, I'm painting!"

Li Hao seemed to notice the other party's actions and said immediately.

The sword master was startled and stared at Li Hao. At this moment, he suddenly understood why the other party would draw the famous painting of the sword god battle.

The other party is not a sword fanatic, but a painting fanatic!

He is already obsessed with painting, and his obsession with painting even surpasses the obsession of many saints with swordsmanship!

The sword master looked at him deeply. A person has only one heart. It is hard to imagine that a person who devotes his mind to painting so much can also study fishing. What's more terrifying is that he can reach the 97th level of Dao domain at the age of 28 in cultivation!

Such a monster, even if he is the reincarnation of a saint, it is amazing.

At this moment, Li Hao's eyes were torn and blood kept pouring out, but the painting in his hand did not stop.

He painted with his heart!

As time passed, the outline on the drawing paper became clearer and clearer, and the silhouette of the sitting sword master gradually gained charm.

At first glance, it was an old man sitting upright. If you look closely, it looks like a steep sword standing on the edge of a cliff!

But when you look again, it's still an old man.

When the painting was finished, the two reflected sword forces in Li Hao's eyes were also transferred into the painting by him using the painting.

When the painting took shape, Li Hao's eyes also regenerated and condensed.

At the same time, a panel prompt appeared in front of him:

[Painting experience +372742]

[Eighth stage painting experience is full]

[Congratulations, you have comprehended the heart of painting, and the painting has been promoted to the ninth stage]