The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The small purple sword flew through the air and spun around, making it seem unreal.

But when they saw this sword, everyone in Chu Yukou and Yuelun Sect in the distance felt their souls throb, and their expressions suddenly changed.

What a treasure is this?

Soul treasure?

In the distance, Su Yi was surprised.

Sure enough, I can't hide it from my fellow Taoists. The Purple Royal Sword is a secret treasure of soul cultivation. It has been nurtured by me in the sea of ​​consciousness for the past fifty years.

A smile appeared on Qiu Hengkong's eyebrows, This sword is extremely psychic, it matches my sword heart, and its power is boundless. When I was recognized by this sword at the Golden Rainbow Demon Mountain, I couldn't even imagine that I actually had it. What a blessing it is to have such a good destiny.”

The words were filled with emotion.

Obviously, being able to get Zi Yujian to recognize him as his master was a very satisfying and gratifying thing for him.

Being able to obtain the Soul Sword and recognize it as its master is enough to prove that your swordsmanship is excellent.

Su Yi nodded.

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

Because the divine materials required for refining are extremely demanding, they are extremely rare and rare in the world.

The secret of refining such treasures is generally in the hands of the soul cultivator, and only the great spiritual monks who have condensed the sacred soul spiritual platform can refine it.

For example, in Dahuang Jiuzhou, even in those first-class soul cultivation traditions, only core disciples have the opportunity to obtain soul treasures from the elders of the sect.

However, Qiu Hengkong was able to obtain such a secret sword of the soul, which was indeed no different from obtaining a great fortune.

Fellow Taoist, be careful!

In the distance, Qiu Hengkong shouted softly, and saw the purple sword flash out of thin air and disappear suddenly.

No trace!

Only the spiritual thoughts of Yuandao monks like Chu Yukou could barely capture the three-inch-long purple sword that was like a ray of illusory light, flying hundreds of feet across the sky, slashing towards Su Yi.

It was incredibly fast, almost like teleporting.

If such a sword were used against a character in the fourth realm of martial arts, he would definitely be killed on the spot without even realizing it!

Even against the same Yuan Dao monks, the power of the Soul Dao secret treasure is enough to give the opponent a fatal blow without warning!

However, Su Yi is different from other warriors. Although he is in the realm of innate martial arts, he has already condensed his spiritual thoughts as early as the grandmaster realm. His spiritual power is unparalleled, and he has mastered the mysterious and unpredictable spiritual techniques.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to be helpless.

I saw a flash of light in his eyes, and the power of his soul suddenly condensed into a cyan secret sword, which shot out from the center of his eyebrows.

A God-killing Technique!

That cyan secret sword is the god-killing sword condensed from the divine soul.

clang! ! !

An eardrum-breaking explosion resounded.

He saw that the three-inch long purple sword was blocked and was hit hard. The sword shook violently and was shot backwards.

This fatal blow was resolved just like that.

But it seems easy, but in fact, if it were other Yuandao monks, even if they could block it, they would still be traumatized!

In the distance, the figure of Qiu Hengkong, who was controlling the Purple Royal Sword, flickered, a muffled groan came from his lips, and his face turned pale.

Using spiritual thoughts to control the soul path secret treasure will also affect one's own spiritual thoughts and soul when it is impacted.

Fellow Taoist is really good at it. He actually masters the secret technique of the soul, and the power of the soul is powerful enough to embarrass Yuandao monks like me.

Qiu Hengkong sighed.

He really didn't expect that Su Yi not only possessed divine will, but also mastered the incredible secret method of the divine soul, which caused his purple sword to lose its lethal deterrent power. In the distance, Chu Yukou's expression was uncertain, filled with shock and anger.

This is already the eighth move Su Yi has used.

But so far, Qiu Hengkong has been at a disadvantage. How can he not be frightened or afraid?

The atmosphere in Yuelun Sect also became dull.

Everyone could see that Zi Yujian was the Supreme Elder Qiu Hengkong's trump card, but this trump card seemed to have no effect in front of Su Yi.

This gave everyone a bad feeling.

Three hundred feet away, Cha Jin's tight heartstrings finally relaxed a little. Only then did he realize that his hands were clenched so tightly that his nails pierced the skin of his palms, causing a faint tingling sensation.

The Soul Sword is of no use to me. Do you have any other means, fellow Taoist?

Su Yi asked.

Of course.

Qiu Hengkong took a deep breath and flicked his fingers.

clang! clang! clang!

Under the force of his finger, the Red Ling Sword, Qing He Sword, and Purple Royal Sword all trembled violently, resonating together, and the sword chants resounded like a tide.

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

Qiu Hengkong's aura was also aroused to the extreme. There was a faint hint of sweat between his eyebrows. It was obvious that all his strength was concentrated on the three imperial swords.

For fifty years, I have sharpened the Qinghe Sword with my cultivation, sharpened the Red Feather Sword with my energy and blood, and nourished the Purple Royal Sword with the power of my soul. Until now, these three swords have been integrated with my lifelong path. The power of their combined attack has not yet been revealed to the world.”

In a solemn and calm voice, Qiu Hengkong looked at Su Yi from afar and showed a smile, Today, I would like to invite fellow Taoist to take a look!

I saw him suddenly press his hands in the air, and his tongue exploded with spring thunder:

go!

Uh-huh!

The Qinghe Sword took the lead and swept out. The three-foot sword was as powerful as a sword, bringing up a green-gold glow that filled the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the Red Ling Sword and the Purple Royal Sword roared out one after another.

The three swords, connected end to end, turned into a long straight line. When their auras blended together, their power also skyrocketed.

The energy of heaven and earth surged from all directions, making the power of the three integrated spiritual swords even more terrifying.

this……

Everyone watching the battle was stunned.

As expected of me, the Supreme Elder of Yuelun Sect, the greatest swordsman in the Wei Dynasty for a hundred years!

Chu Yukou was shocked.

Qiu Hengkong's sword was the culmination of his fifty years of hard training. His cultivation, soul, and energy and blood were all integrated into the three swords. They were integrated into one, which was enough to make ghosts and gods make changes and shock the world!

What a terrible sword. I don't know how you can take this sword...

Cha Jin's nervous heart seemed to beat out of his chest.

good!

Facing this sword, Su Yi sighed in admiration, and the fighting spirit in his eyes skyrocketed.

He finally stopped holding back.

The sleeves of the robe were waved, and the Xuanwu Sword suddenly resounded with an exciting clear chant that soared into the sky, and slashed out a three-foot sword energy.

As soon as this sword came out, it immediately seemed like the finishing touch, showing an indescribable charm, as if it was indestructible and could separate the heaven and the earth.

It also seems that if you move forward in an indomitable way, you can cut off the fetters of heaven and earth and break the shackles of reality and reality.

This is Su Yi integrating all his swordsmanship, energy and spirit into one sword. It is just one sword. He blends his cultivation, soul and physical strength, and integrates the charm of the five aggregates of nature and spirit, making this three-foot sword energy, Glowing with unprecedented power.

When the sword came out, all the twilight in the sky was washed away, and the void became dim and lightless. Only a touch of fresh air became the only light.

Haha, my sword will fall to the world! boom!

Between heaven and earth, the three swords of Qing He, Chi Ling, and Zi Yu cut across the sky, like white rainbows penetrating the sun, and comets striking the moon, coming with overwhelming force.

And the sword that Su Yi slashed appeared across the sky.

Three-foot sword energy versus three spiritual swords!

clang--!

The heaven and earth trembled wildly, and exploded like thunder.

First, Qinghe Sword couldn't bear it and shot it backwards.

Immediately afterwards, the Red Ling Sword was also defeated and staggered backwards.

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

The defeated Qinghe Sword and Red Feather Sword swung around, came to the back of Zi Yujian, connected end to end, and then suddenly closed.

Clang!

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

In the distance, Qiu Hengkong smiled.

This was the sword he had honed for fifty years in seclusion. He used his cultivation, soul, and physical strength to use the power of the sword to hide all variables and murderous intentions in it. It was far from as simple as a head-on confrontation.

But the next moment, Qiu Hengkong's smile suddenly froze.

Suddenly, five sword mountains appeared on Su Yi's three-foot sword energy, which looked like towering sacred mountains in ancient times, bringing with them a majestic power that suppressed everything.

Undoubtedly, his most powerful sword has hidden variables, but Su Yi's three-foot sword energy also hides the secret of the Great Dao!

Boom!

In the eyes of everyone, the three-foot sword energy and the three spiritual swords collided violently, erupting into a terrifying torrent of destruction like the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing.

In that void, there was only this piece of light, and everyone's vision became white, their ears became deaf, and all their senses were affected.

Only Chu Yukou could clearly see that a vast and terrifying destructive force instantly spread in all directions from the point where the two met, like a hurricane raging across the sky.

When those destructive auras spread to the earth, the hundred-foot dojo in front of the gate of Mount Rama seemed to be crushed to pieces, and the earth was torn open with thousands of eye-catching cracks.

Three hundred feet away, Cha Jin immediately dodged away from a distance.

The aura of destruction is so terrifying, just a single wisp has the power to crush a mountain!

Who wins and who loses?

In the eyes of most people, with the sword that Qiu Hengkong had practiced for fifty years, even a monk in the Yuanfu realm would surely suffer disaster and die. No matter how strong Su Yi was, he should not be able to stop it. Live, even if you don't die, at least you will be seriously injured.

Even Chu Yukou also speculated in his mind.

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

Above the void, the turbulent flow gradually died down, the light dispersed, and a three-foot sword energy touched three inches from Qiu Hengkong's throat.

The sword energy was clear and ethereal, stimulating the skin at Qiu Hengkong's Adam's apple to form a layer of goosebumps.

His face was pale, and his brows were full of shock. His body was stiff, not daring to move at all, but deep in his heart, there was an unstoppable feeling of panic.

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

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

Why don't fellow Taoists... not kill you?

After a while, Qiu Hengkong raised his eyes slightly and looked into the distance, with a complex look on his face, and a trace of panic lingered between his brows.

far away.

Su Yi holds the hilt of the sword upside down behind his back, wearing a green shirt, standing proudly in the void, as aloof as an immortal.

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ps: Before 7pm, strive for 2 consecutive rounds~

Su Yi said that she hasn’t asked for a monthly ticket for many days, and she has no motivation to pretend to be cool~