Su Yiwen Lingzhao

    The little purple sword swept through the air and twirled, illusory as if it were not real.

    But when they saw this sword, Chu Yukou and everyone in the Moon Lun Sect in the distance were throbbing, and their faces changed suddenly.

    What treasure is this?

    "Soul Treasure?"

    In the distance, Su Yi was surprised.

    "Sure enough, I can't hide the wisdom of the Taoist friends. The Zi Yujian is a secret treasure of soul cultivation. For the past 50 years, it has been nurtured by me in the sea of ​​​​knowledge."

    A smile appeared between Qiu Hengkong's brows, "This sword is extremely psychic, it fits with my sword heart, and its power is boundless. I can't even imagine how lucky I am to have such good fortune."

    The words were filled with emotion.

    Obviously, being able to get Zi Yujian to recognize him as his master was something he was extremely proud of.

    "You can get the soul sword to recognize the master, which is enough to prove that your swordsmanship is good."

    Su Yi nodded.

    The so-called soul treasure is the treasure used by the power of the soul.

    Because the ingredients required for refining are extremely harsh, they are extremely rare and rare in the world.

    The secret of refining these treasures is generally in the hands of the soul cultivator, and only the great cultivator of the spiritual path who has condensed the "Soul Soul Platform" can be resistant to refining.

    Like in the Great Wilderness Kyushu, even in the first-class soul cultivation daoism, only the core disciples have the opportunity to obtain the "soul treasure" from the elders of the sect.

    However, in Qiu Hengkong's hands, being able to obtain such a secret sword of the soul path is indeed no different from obtaining a great fortune.

    "Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

    In the distance, Qiu Hengkong gave a light drink and saw the purple sword flashed out of thin air and disappeared abruptly.

    Nowhere to be found!

      , cut to Su Yi.

    It's almost like a teleportation.

    If such a sword were to deal with the characters in the four realms of martial arts, it was destined to be killed on the spot without being aware of it!

    To deal with the same Yuan Dao cultivator, with the power of the Soul Dao Secret Treasure, it is enough to give the opponent a fatal blow when caught off guard!

    However, Su Yi is different from other martial artists. Although he is in the realm of the innate martial arts, he has already condensed his spiritual sense in the master realm. 's soul secret.

    In such cases, it is impossible to be helpless.

    One Qi Slaughtering God!

    The cyan secret sword is the "Slaying Sword" condensed by the soul.

    Clang! !

    The eardrum-like explosion resounded.

    I saw the three-inch long Zi Yujian blocked and hit hard.

    This fatal blow was resolved like this.

    In the distance, Qiu Hengkong who manipulated Zi Yujian flickered, his lips groaned and his face turned pale.

    Use the spiritual sense to manipulate the secret treasure of the soul, and when it is impacted, it will also affect its own spiritual sense and soul.

     "Fellow Daoist is really good, and he even masters the magic of the soul, and the power of the soul is powerful enough to shame a cultivator like me."

     Qiu Hengkong sighed with emotion.

    He did not expect that Su Yi not only possessed divine sense, but also mastered an incredible divine soul secret technique, which made his Zi Yujian lose its deadly deterrent.

    In the distance, Chu Yukou looked gloomy and angry.

    This is already the eighth move that Su Yi has used.

    But so far, Qiu Hengkong has always been at a disadvantage, how can he not be surprised, how can he not be afraid?

    The atmosphere up and down the Moon Lun Sect also became dull.

    Everyone can see that Zi Yujian is the trump card of the Supreme Elder Qiu Hengkong, but this trump card does not seem to play any role in front of Su Yi.

    This gave everyone a bad premonition.

    "The soul sword is useless to me, do fellow Daoists have other means?"

    Su Yi asked.

    "Naturally."

     Qiu Hengkong took a deep breath and flicked his fingers.

    Clang! clang! clang!

    Under his fingertips, the Chiling Sword, Qinghe Sword, and Zi Yujian all trembled violently.

    The breath of the three swords merged together in a wonderful way.

     Qiu Hengkong's aura was also exhaled to the extreme, and there was a faint sweat leaching between the brows, obviously concentrating all of his power on the three swords used by the queen.

     "For the past fifty years, I have sharpened the Qinghe sword with cultivation, the red ling sword with my blood, and the purple sword with the power of my soul. Up to now, I have made these three swords and I have blended all the ways in my life, and I have yet to show the world the power of their combined strike."

    In the solemn and calm voice, Qiu Hengkong looked at Su Yi from a distance, and showed a smile, "Today, let's ask fellow Daoists to take a look!"

    I saw his hands suddenly pressing in the void, his tongue bursting with thunder:

    "Go!"

    Shhh!

    The Qinghe sword took the lead, and the three-footed sword was as sharp as a horse, bringing the blue and golden light to the sky.

    Following, the red ling sword and the purple imperial sword roared out one after another.

    Three swords, connected end to end, turned into a long straight line.

    "This..."

    The spectators were all in awe.

     "As expected of the great elder of my Moon Wheel Sect, the No. 1 swordsman in the Great Wei Dynasty for a hundred years!"

    Chu Yukou was shocked.

    The sword of Qiu Hengkong is the culmination of his fifty years of ascetic cultivation. !

    "What a terrible sword, I don't know how to take this sword..."

    Cha Jin's nervous heart seemed to jump out.

    "Good!"

    In the face of this sword, Su Yi exclaimed in admiration, and the fighting spirit in his eyes skyrocketed.

    He finally stopped.

    This is Su Yi's combination of all his kendo skills and spirit into one sword, just one sword, blending his cultivation, spirit, and physical strength, into the rhythm of the five aggregates of nature and spirit, Let this three-foot sword energy radiate unprecedented power.

    Happy sword, cut down the world!

    Boom!

    And Su Yi's sword also appeared in the sky.

    Three feet of sword qi against three spirit swords!

    Clang—!

    The sky and the earth trembled, and the sound was like thunder.

    First, Qinghejian couldn't bear it and shot it backwards.

    Following, the Red Feather Sword was also defeated, swaying backwards.

    Seeing that Su Yi's three-footed sword qi was about to compete with Zi Yujian, an incredible scene happened—

    The defeated Qinghe Sword and Chiling Sword spun around, came to the back of Zi Yujian, connected end to end, and then snapped together.

    Clang!

    The three spirit swords merged again, and their power became even more terrifying than before.

    In the distance, Qiu Hengkong smiled.

    This is the sword that he has honed for 50 years in seclusion .

    But the next moment, the smile that Qiu Hengkong showed suddenly solidified.

    Seeing Su Yi's three-footed sword energy, suddenly five sword mountains appeared, which looked like ancient divine mountains, and brought the majestic power to suppress everything.

    There is no doubt that his strongest sword has hidden variables, but Su Yi's three-footed sword qi also hides the wonders of the Dao!

    Boom!

    In the eyes of everyone, the three-foot sword qi and the three spirit swords collided violently, and a torrent of terrifying destruction erupted like the sky collapsed.

    Only Chu Yukou clearly saw that a vast and terrifying destructive energy spread from the junction of the two to all directions in an instant, like a hurricane that ravaged the sky.

      Eye-catching cracks.

    Three hundred feet away, Cha Jin dodged far away for the first time.

    The aura of destruction is too terrifying, a mere wisp has the power to crush a mountain!

    "Who wins and who loses?"

    In the eyes of most people, the sword displayed by Qiu Hengkong's 50 years of hard work is the Yuanfu cultivator who is here, and he will surely die. Su No matter how strong Yi is, he shouldn't be able to stop him, even if he doesn't fall, at least he is seriously injured.

    It was Chu Yukou, and he also speculated in his heart.

    But when the smoke and dust dispersed, everything returned to silence, and a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

    I saw above the void, the turbulent flow gradually extinguished, the light dissipated, and a three-foot sword qi touched Qiu Hengkong's throat three inches.

    The sword energy was clear and ethereal, which stimulated Qiu Hengkong's Adam's apple to form a layer of goose bumps.

    Su Yi's sword broke through his strongest blow, and Qiu Hengkong even thought that he would definitely die when the sword's edge reached his throat.

    Because at that moment, he had no chance to resist!

    "Why don't fellow Daoists... not kill?"

    Distant.

    Su Yi held the sword hilt upside down behind his back, hunting in green clothes, standing proudly in the void, transcendent like a fairy.

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    ps: Before 7pm, strive for 2 consecutive~

    Su Yi said that he hasn't asked for a monthly pass for many days, and he has no motivation to pretend~