The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Clang!

The sword chant was like a tide, suddenly resounding in this magnificent and silent hall.

The Qingying Sword was like a flash of ethereal moonlight that suddenly appeared in the night. It fell into Su Yi's white right hand with clear joints. As his wrist turned, he stabbed in the air.

A straight crack suddenly ripped open in the void, and with the burst of unparalleled sharp sword energy, it was like a stream of light that cut through the space, illuminating the entire hall.

The thin old man felt cold in his heart.

As a late-stage entity in the Xuanyou Realm of the Yuhua Sword Court, he has gone through countless life-and-death bloody battles in his life. When this sword struck, he immediately sensed the danger!

Without even caring about what he was thinking, the thin old man chatted with Spring Thunder, and a dazzling golden light erupted from his body, and a terrifying law of power like a landslide and tsunami burst out from his body.

"open!"

The thin old man's sleeves and robes bulged, and a golden Taoist sword flew out of the air.

boom!

Above the Dao sword, a shocking wave of destruction emerged, like a golden sun hitting hard.

clang! ! !

Explosions resounded loudly, and the violent fluctuations of the avenue spread wildly.

The figure of the thin old man seemed to be hit by a sacred mountain. He took nine steps back uncontrollably. With each step he took, his face turned pale, and the hall shook violently.

When he stood firm, the seats and furnishings in the hall had already been crushed by the torrent of destructive power and turned into powder.

And the golden Dao sword was so shaken that it was shot backwards and inserted into the wall at the end of the hall, whining and trembling violently!

With a single stroke of his sword, an old monster from the Mysterious Nether Realm was knocked back nine steps, and the Dao sword flew away from his hand!

That terrifying power made Hong Shanfeng tremble physically and mentally, and his expression changed completely.

"To be stupid enough to use the unique skills of the Ten Directions Sword Scripture... This is the sword inheritance that my master gave you back then."

Ye Luo sighed.

A long time ago, Yuhua Sword Court was just a little-known sect, and the founder of Yuhua Sword Court was only one of the thirty-six named disciples beside the master!

It is precisely by relying on the master's power and protection that the Yuhua Sword Court can rise step by step and become one of the six great sects in this wild Jiuzhou!

But after the master was reincarnated, the Feathered Sword Court followed Bima into the Taixuan Cave, and even falsely accused the master of stealing their supreme inheritance, the "Ten Directions Sword Sutra". This... how ridiculous?

"Hurry up and call someone!"

The thin old man yelled.

He was furious, exhausted all his Taoist skills, and as if desperately, he activated the golden Taoist sword that was knocked away, and rushed towards Su Yi.

Hong Shanfeng didn't dare to neglect, so he immediately took out a brass bell.

However, just when he was about to activate this treasure, a thunderous collision suddenly sounded.

They saw the thin old man flying out with a sword. Before he even hit the ground, he exploded in mid-air and blood spilled into the void.

Even the soul was shattered by this sword!

This supreme elder of Yuhua Sword Court was actually shocked to death by Su Yi's sword power in a head-on attack!

That domineering and bloody scene made Ye Luo tremble.

It’s been a long time since we last seen each other, but Master’s Taoism is actually much stronger than when he was in the Netherworld!

"Uncle Master!"

Hong Shanfeng let out a cry of grief and his eyes turned red.

The leader of Yuhua Sword Court completely lost control and violently activated the brass bell in his hand.

clang! ! !

A huge bell sounded, resounding throughout the Yuhua Sword Court.

Su Yi held the sword in one hand and did not stop him. He stood there from beginning to end, calm and calm.

As early as the middle stage of Xuanzhao Realm, it was no longer difficult for him to kill characters at the Xuanyou Realm level.

Not to mention, he had just refined a stream of Xuanhuang Mother Qi not long ago, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of Xuanzhao Realm, and his Taoism had also undergone an astonishing transformation.

"No matter who you are, you will all die today——!"

Hong Shanfeng hissed fiercely.

However, when he spoke, he stayed away from him, offered various treasures, and defended himself around the figure, not daring to fight Su Yi head-on.

This made Ye Luo feel contempt for him. How could he be the headmaster of the Jianting Palace in such a dignified way?

Soon, a noisy sound sounded outside the hall, accompanied by a rapid sound of breaking through the air.

"Who dares to break into my Feathered Sword Court and commit murder?!"

A deep shout resounded, and with the sound, the void suddenly roared, and a tall old man in Taoist robes rushed in first and entered the hall.

And behind him, followed a group of men and women, all with terrifying auras and murderous intent.

The weakest ones all have cultivation levels in the Xuanzhao Realm, and the old man in Taoist robes who leads him is a late stage being in the Xuanyou Realm, with a terrifying power!

When they saw the scene in the hall, the eyes of the old man in Taoist robes and his group were immediately fixed on Su Yi and Ye Luo.

Horrifying murderous intent then raged in this hall.

Deep in the hall, Hong Shanfeng perked up and without caring about anything else, he shouted: "Quick, let's do it together! Kill these two thieves!"

There was no need for him to remind them. The old man in Taoist robes and his party had already sensed something was wrong. As soon as they arrived, they took action without hesitation.

Boom!

All kinds of dazzling treasures soared into the sky, and all kinds of magical spells emerged.

The power of the gathering of the great figures of the Feathered Sword Court made the entire hall unable to bear it any longer, and it suddenly collapsed and was destroyed in ashes.

This scene is indeed terrifying. Any emperor in the Xuanyou Realm in the world would not dare to confront him head-on and could only avoid its sharp edge.

However, Su Yi did not retreat.

He flicked the edge of the sword with his finger, and Jun Ba's figure finally moved, charging directly forward without dodging.

The Qingying Sword exploded with radiance, setting off a sword energy as mighty as the Milky Way, and fell down.

Boom!

The earth-shattering roar resounded in the night, and the divine light spread wildly, illuminating the mountains and rivers in all directions, and even the Tianmu Ling Mountain under the feet shook violently.

The powerful blows of the powerful figures from the Feathered Sword Court were forcefully dispersed by the mighty sword energy, and even their figures were pushed back.

Even the old man in Taoist robes, who had a late-stage cultivation in the Xuanyou Realm, was shaken by this blow. His energy and blood surged all over his body, and his expression immediately changed.

"this……"

"So strong!!"

"Is this a power that can be possessed at the level of Xuanzhao Realm?"

Exclamations rang out, and the big shots in the Feathered Sword Court were all shocked and realized the seriousness of the problem.

But they didn't have time to think too much, because Su Yi was already coming to kill with a sword.

He stepped forward in the air, his robes fluttering, and as he waved the Qingying Sword in his hand, he set off criss-crossing sword auras, as misty as streamers of light, and as illusive as moonlight.

Looking at it from a distance, it is indescribably transcendent, just like the legendary sword fairy coming to the dust, and his sword will move the whole world.

Boom!

The sound of the word boomed, and the war broke out, and the world fell into chaos and turmoil.

It was also at this time that the big figures in Yuhua Sword Court realized how terrifying their opponent was this time.

puff! puff! puff!

There were dull explosions one after another, and Su Yi stepped forward with his sword. Every time he slashed with the sword, he killed an emperor with a powerful force that was as sharp as a sword.

No matter how much cultivation the opponent has on the imperial path, and how many secret techniques and treasures he uses, they are all no match for the power of Su Yi's sword! Even when he knelt down to beg for mercy, Su Yi showed no mercy. Everyone watched helplessly as those emperors who were so powerful in Kunxu and looked down upon all living beings were killed by Su Yi as easily as cutting leeks.

In the end, blood was sprinkled all over the mountain, and the smell of blood in the void was thick and choking.

With just three snaps of his fingers, the sixteen Xuanzhao Realm emperors, two middle-stage Xuanyou Realm old monsters, and one late-stage Xuanyou Realm being from the Yuhua Sword Court were all slaughtered by Su Yi in one breath!

In the distance, Hong Shanfeng stood there blankly, lost in thought.

Ye Luo looked at this scene, his calm expression never changed at all.

Countless people on Tianmu Ling Mountain looked up in panic.

At that moment, blood rain poured down from the sky, and all the ghosts and gods wept.

The death of so many emperors has caused changes in the sky. Blood rained down across the sky, and the sound of howling ghosts from hell could be heard from the sky, which was particularly permeable in this late night.

This did not cause the world to scream, but it was a strange phenomenon caused by the collapse of the power of the Great Law after the death of the emperor, mixed in the blood.

If the Xuanhe realm falls, it will indeed cause the world to scream in mourning, which can be seen all over the sky.

The reason is that the power of laws controlled by the Xuanhe realm is already the most powerful power of laws in the world. When it falls, it will cause great celestial phenomena just like the loss of the laws of the sky. This is the so-called "the sorrow of heaven and earth" .

Su Yi ignored these.

He turned around and walked towards Hongshan Mountain in the distance. The Qingying Sword in his hand let out a faint chant. His tall figure looked even more transcendent and sacred under the moonlight-like sword light.

"You...who are you?"

Hong Shanfeng spoke in a hissing voice.

"Didn't you already guess it before? Why bother asking?"

Su Yi whispered.

I remember that after his reincarnation, he briefly stayed in the mourning hall set up by Qingtang, and witnessed with his own eyes how arrogant the old guys from the Yuhua Sword Court were when Hong Shanfeng led them into the Taixuan Cave. Arrogant.

Hong Shanfeng, in particular, was even more shameless in shouting that he, Su Xuanjun, owed 893 lives to the Yuhua Sword Court, stole his sect's Ten Directions Sword Scripture, and came to Taixuan Cave just to collect debts!

How could Su Yi forget this scene?

"Xuan...Xuanjun...sword master!?"

Hong Shanfeng's pupils widened. The headmaster of Yuhua Sword Court completely collapsed and his fighting spirit was lost.

Immediately, he looked like he was crazy and shouted: "Why don't you kill Bima! But you want to embarrass me, Yuhua Sword Court?!"

Su Yi shook his head slightly and said: "I'm just being sentimental. I just happened to be passing by tonight to settle accounts with you Yuhua Sword Court."

"Just... passing by!?"

Hearing this reason, Hong Shanfeng's chest felt tight and his vision turned black. He felt that the most absurd thing in the world was nothing more than this!

"We are indeed passing by, and you deserve the misfortune of Yuhua Sword Court."

Not far away, the night falls and whispers.

Hong Shanfeng was trembling all over, as if in complete despair, and shouted hysterically: "Bimo will not let you go, no!!"

Su Yi could see that this guy's mood was broken. He no longer hesitated and swung his sword to kill Hong Shanfeng.

puff!

Hongshan Mountain's appearance and spirit were all destroyed, and only his crazy voice echoed in the night.

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ps: Today I send two chapters together. I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival.