Comprehensive Martial Arts: Starting the Game in Snow Moon City

Lin Heng walked closer to the sword and reached out to touch the hilt.

However, the next moment, the sword turned into a shadow.

His heart suddenly shook.

Suddenly there was a loud "boom" and a huge tower appeared in front of him.

The door of the giant tower suddenly opened, and a dazzling white light suddenly came out from inside.

The sword energy was overflowing, and Lin Heng felt that he was surrounded by swords, spears, and halberds in the next moment.

There were mountains of swords and seas of fire all around, with swords connected together.

Balls of blazing flames spread out in an instant.

Lin Heng only felt that the dark place in front of him was suddenly illuminated.

The light of flames bloomed, and there seemed to be a huge sword formation in front.

Tens of thousands of swords are arranged in disorder, and each sword exudes a different sword intent.

The Du Shanhe sword in Lin Heng's hand suddenly made a loud sword sound.

The sound of swords ringing seemed to be responding to something.

In the outside world, Sikong Changfeng and the others stayed where they were, only feeling the sword energy around them rising continuously.

The clouds in the sky parted, and the shadow of the Mountain and River Sword slashed upwards fiercely.

There seemed to be a crack in the sky, emitting colorful light.

Wisps of sword energy continued to emanate, like a drizzle, falling bit by bit.

Although Lin Heng's sword did not actually fall, it brought endless deterrence, trapping the attacking general Hong Jia and the puppet in place.

Although they were unconscious, they seemed to be blocked by something and could no longer move forward.

Zhao Danping and the others looked up.

At first glance, the strange sight in the sky attracted their attention.

"Is this... a sword that opens the gate to heaven?"

Zhao Danxia, ​​who was behind Zhao Danping, shook her head, but was quite fearful in her heart.

"No, this is not a sword that opens the gate of heaven, but... the way of the sword!"

Zhao Danping was suddenly startled and continued to look up in disbelief.

"How could it be? Such a scene can only appear when the gates of heaven open."

"Dozens of our Longhu Mountain ancestors have ascended to become immortals and have fought for the fortune of Longhu Mountain for many years. The opening of the Heavenly Gate must be the death of this kid."

Zhao Danxia shook her head.

"I never thought that he would be able to achieve what he has today. If we had known this earlier, Longhushan should not have gotten involved in this mess."

"If that's the case, then we can't let him live today no matter what. We have to kill Lin Heng even if we have to do our best. Otherwise, Fire Dragon Tiger Mountain will inevitably encounter a catastrophe that has not been seen in thousands of years."

"If Longhu Mountain is destroyed in our generation, we will find it difficult to face the ancestors even if we die and go to the underworld."

Zhao Danxia has made up her mind.

However, Zhao Danping never thought of letting Lin Heng go from beginning to end.

"In that case, please unite as one, use your unique skills, and kill him when he breaks through."

They looked at each other and saw determination in each other's eyes.

These people resisted the pressure of Lin Heng's sword energy and began to practice their skills.

These Taoists in Longhu Mountain are all experienced people who have lived for decades or even hundreds of years.

At this moment, they threw away their last backup plan, mobilized all their inner strength, and used all the skills that made them famous.

When Sikong Changfeng saw that these people had started to practice their skills, he couldn't help but feel alarmed.

"Not good, they are interfering with Xiaoyao Sword Immortal's breakthrough. We, the disciples of Xueyue City, will swear to defend Xiaoyao Sword Immortal to the death."

A war between the two sides is about to break out.

At this time, Lin Heng's hand had already touched the blade of the Mountain and River Sword.

Many images appeared in his mind.

He experienced different sword intentions from it, and with one sword he broke through thousands of feet of sword, full of murderous intent, and rushed straight towards Lin Heng's throat.

Lin Heng did not move at all. As soon as the sword reached him, it was shattered by the sword energy of the Mountain and River Sword.

"The first sword is the sword of killing. Killing is the way. To stop killing, you can only fight violence with violence and quell the chaos."

The next moment, a broken sword suddenly fell at Lin Heng's feet.

This broken sword looks quite old, and the black iron on it is a bit rusty.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is that his sword is still sharp.

"The second sword is a broken sword. Tens of thousands of years have passed in the sword art. In the blink of an eye, it has been millions of people. When people die, it's like a lamp going out. The same is true for swords. This is a sword that commemorates the passage of time."

Lin Heng stretched out his hand, attracted the broken sword, then stuck it into the ground and sprinkled a handful of yellow soil.

At this moment, a sword without an edge suddenly appeared in front of Lin Heng.

Lin Heng pondered for a moment and just shook his head slightly.

"This sword is a sword without an edge. Inside it is compassion. It is a sword of protection. But a sword without an edge can also hurt people. Behind compassion is its opposite, clearing away everything."

After saying this, Lin Heng waved his hand and knocked the sword away.

The sword flew into the air and suddenly disappeared.

Then another five swords flew to Lin Heng.

The five swords emitted different lights, as if forming a circle and located in different directions, complementing and enhancing each other.

"This is the power of the five elements, yin and yang, gold, wood, water, fire and earth. They are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining. This is the way of the five elements, the art of balance in the sword."

……

In just a few moments, Lin Heng had already recognized several different swords in his mind.

The more he understood them, the more difficult it seemed to Lin Heng.

“A sword is never a dead object. Although it is silent, it is always telling the passing of time.”

"Kendo... this is just the tip of the iceberg, so what exactly do you want me to see?"

Lin Heng stretched out a finger and just poked it lightly.

In an instant, it seemed as if a huge black hole appeared before my eyes.

A vast and boundless picture is revealed.

The stars are shining, the sun and the moon are changing, the stars are moving, the sky and the earth are vast, it is amazing.

Yet it makes one feel insignificant.

Between heaven and earth, the power of one person is just a drop in the ocean.

Only by focusing on the present can we get a glimpse of the future.

At that moment, Lin Heng seemed to be accepting Kendo's questioning.

Having seen so many sword intentions over so many years, he could still discern his own sword intention.

But I can still see the road I came from and the distant place I want to reach.

Lin Heng couldn't help but smile knowingly. No matter how much he experienced, he could still identify his own heart.

"Learning sword and holding a sword is to act according to one's heart. One person, one sword, one pot of wine, I can be free and unfettered, and the world is not bound by it."

"Who is the most respected swordsman throughout the ages? Even though there are millions of people, there is only one person. Over the years, millions of people have fought for it, fighting to the point of bloodshed, but they can only glimpse the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the ocean."

"The sword in my hand is only for my heart. The sword is ethereal, and the only place I can stand is the land under my feet."

"If you can't even take care of the present, how can you talk about the eternal sword? The eternal sword is nothing more than a natural barrier formed by the gathering of these sword geniuses over tens of thousands of years."