My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

In the swordsmanship game, some advantages can be regained.

However, if the gap in the most fundamental thing, such as the realm of cultivation, is too large, then it will still be at a disadvantage in the battle.

Ye Qiubai is like this.

Especially with Ning Zhou's domineering sword intent, try to avoid head-on confrontation.

But...

Ye Qiubai's swordsmanship is also the sword of the king.

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How could he retreat under such circumstances?

When the ash fire, the power of the origin of fire burned on the Yuncang sword.

Ning Zhou's face was horrified.

The power of the origin of swordsmanship has already entered the threshold, and he has completely comprehended the power of the origin of fire?

Is this something that a person in the ancestral realm can do?

Or... is this the level that a mortal in the mortal world can reach?

"No matter how outstanding your talent in the power of rules is, the gap in the realm of cultivation is not so easy to make up!" Ning Zhou shouted, and the domineering sword intent gathered on the giant sword!

The holy white light released dazzling holy light on the giant sword, as if it had condensed into a mountain, pressing towards Ye Qiubai!

Ye Qiubai's eyebrows were solemn, and the fire of ash poured into the Yuncang Sword.

When this sword was thrust out.

It seemed that a scorching sun appeared on the Yuncang Sword!

When the Yuncang Sword penetrated the scorching sun, the flames on the sword body shone brightly, and a ray of rainbow light suddenly appeared!

Along with this ray of scorching sun rainbow light collided with Ning Zhou's holy white light.

Ye Qiubai's sword also fiercely stabbed on Ning Zhou's giant sword that was like a mountain!

In just a moment of fighting.

The ground around Ye Qiubai began to crack in circles!

His legs also bent suddenly, and he was almost pressed down by this powerful sword.

Ye Qiubai supported his knees and did not bend completely, but his legs also sank in with the collapse of the ground.

On the other hand, Ning Zhou's giant sword was crawling up with ash fire like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and then it followed the giant sword like a poisonous snake, wrapped around the hilt, and climbed onto Ning Zhou's hands.

Ning Zhou frowned slightly, feeling the burning pain of the ash fire, and retreated.

Then the sacred white light dispelled it, looking at the burn on his hand, he looked at Ye Qiubai again, and snorted: "Hehe, you are the first person in the ancestral realm who can take my sword without dying, and can also cause some injuries to me."

Ye Qiubai's mouth was bleeding, and he pulled his feet out of the cracked ground, looking at Ning Zhou calmly.

But he did not argue with him, and Yuncang Sword pointed forward, pointing at Ning Zhou.

In the sword domain, the overwhelming sword intent instantly condensed into a torrent of sword intent, rushing towards Ning Zhou!

The sound of swords in the torrent of sword intent was like thousands of swords whistling at the same time, rushing straight into the sky!

A huge hole was poked in the clouds!

Feeling the sword intent torrent that had been tempered for thousands of times, Ning Zhou frowned slightly, shouted softly, and slashed forward from top to bottom with the giant sword in hand!

A huge slash, with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas, faced the sword intent torrent head-on.

Wherever the slash passed, the ground cracked in both directions.

It was as if the entire earth plate was split, forming a huge canyon.

When the slash stood on the sword intent torrent.

As expected, the slash directly slashed into the torrent, cutting the sword intent torrent that was like a raging sea in half.

However, the sword intent torrent that was split into two began to split at this moment, split into thousands of swords, and shot towards Ning Zhou frantically!

Ning Zhou snorted coldly: "This little trick..."

This time, Ning Zhou held the hilt of the giant sword with one hand and swept it out fiercely.

That kind of domineering sword intent, slashing across half of the sky, resisted all the thousands of swords.

At the same time, Ning Zhou twisted his feet, turned his body and pointed a finger behind him.

Crack!

A sword also slashed at Ning Zhou's finger at the same time!

It was Ye Qiubai holding the Yuncang Sword and taking advantage of Ning Zhou's gap in dealing with the torrent of sword intent to launch an attack from behind!

Ning Zhou's finger condensed extremely pure sword intent, resisting Ye Qiubai's seemingly unexpected sword.

"To be honest, I admire you very much. If you can abandon your identity in the mortal world, maybe I will introduce you to the Miracle Academy and become an external student. Maybe there is a possibility of becoming a member of the God Realm in the future."

At this point, Ning Zhou sneered and shook his head: "No, your swordsmanship is definitely impossible to join my God Realm."

As a sword cultivator.

Ning Zhou naturally understands sword cultivators.

Ye Qiubai's King's Sword is destined to make him impossible to abandon his homeland for the sake of profit.

If he really agreed to Ning Zhou's proposal, then Ning Zhou would think that Ye Qiubai's swordsmanship was just so-so.

Ye Qiubai smiled faintly: "Since you know, why bother talking about it?"

After that, he quickly retreated to the back.

Ning Zhou turned around, stared at Ye Qiubai and said: "It's just cherishing talent, but if this is all you can do, then it's over."

The people on the side looked at this scene and looked at each other in surprise.

It was hard to hide the horror in their eyes.

To be honest, it was already a shocking thing for an ancestor to fight a semi-god to this extent.

And so many confrontations, Ning Zhou also suffered some minor losses.

Ye Qiubai even took the main attack for a time, although there was no substantial effect.

Hearing this, Ye Qiubai nodded slightly.

With a clap of his hands, the Gengjin sword box appeared in front of Ye Qiubai.

With a clap of his hands, the sword box opened to both sides.

One of the swords slashed at Ning Zhou from different directions.

"Oh? The treasure of the sword? Then, what's the use of taking out the other swords except the Yuncang sword?" Ning Zhou waved the giant sword in his hand to resist the attack of these flying swords, his face was calm, and he didn't seem to be under any pressure.

Tan Zongzhao, who was far behind, looked at this scene and said solemnly: "It's impossible to defeat Ning Zhou like this, what is Brother Ye thinking?"

Mu Ziqing on the side smiled and said: "Believe him, not to mention... he hasn't used his trump card yet."

Trump card?

Tan Zongzhao may not know.

Mu Ziqing has seen it several times.

Qingyun Sword.

At this time, a long sword with a sheath appeared in Ye Qiubai's hand.

There were a few bronze rusts on the scabbard. It looked like an ordinary sword that couldn't be more ordinary. It can only be said that it was a sword with a sense of age.

However, when this sword was taken out.

Some people with lower realms around may not feel anything, but a few people with higher realms were shocked.

Ning Zhou faced Ye Qiubai directly, and his expression changed when he saw this sword!

Although this sword did not leak out its aura.

But around its scabbard, there were strands of the most fundamental power of the sword flowing.

And with his own strength, he could not see what the sword in the scabbard looked like!

Ye Qiubai stroked the scabbard gently.

It has been a long time since I used it...

Then he looked at Ning Zhou, holding the scabbard with one hand and the hilt with the other, and said lightly: "Since you think the levels of those swords are not enough, then you can also take a look... Is the level of this sword enough."