The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

If Jing Ling really died, it could be considered careless.

Being caught off guard and suppressed, there is no way to recover.

It's too late to regret.

Seeing his head rolling to the ground, Yan Jingyun couldn't help but think of Jing Lingzhen's words threatening Su Yi.

If you dare to cross this line, you will be beheaded!

At this moment, this sentence is like a great irony, realized in Jing Lingzhen himself...

Asshole!!

Jing Ling was really dead, which made the man in blood-clothed rage furious. His sleeves and robes fluttered, and he slapped Su Yi fiercely from the air.

boom!

The palm prints are like condensed blood, and the scarlet color oozes out, exuding great power.

Su Yi did not dodge or evade, and swung his sword to fight with him.

Clang!

The Qingdu Taoist sword chanted like a tide, and the rusty sword body brought out a clear light like ice and snow, which was sharp and dazzling, shining coldly on the mountains and rivers.

The war broke out.

Su Yi's whole aura changed accordingly, he was arrogant and unbridled, his grace was unparalleled, he was like a sword banishing an immortal, every move he made was filled with sword energy that penetrated the universe.

Boom!

The world was in turmoil, sword energy swept across, and blood surged.

What surprised Yan Jingyun and the old man in white robe was that during the fierce battle between Su Yi and the man in blood-clothed clothes, he actually managed to survive!

This boy's fighting power is so incredible?

The old man in white robe was shocked and unable to calm down.

The man in blood is named Ming Zhen, an old monster in the Spirit Realm of the Fenyang Sect. Even though he has no body, his Yuan Shen Dharma at the Great Perfection level of the Spirit Realm is enough to easily crush any Spirit Transformation Realm monk in the world!

But now, a young man from the Star Gathering Realm at the Yuan Dao level can be as good as Ming Zhen Killer. How can the old man in white robe not be surprised?

how come……

Yan Jingyun's expression was uncertain.

Originally, Jing Ling's real death had a huge impact on his mind.

But now, seeing that Su Yi was able to compete with Ming Zhen's Yuan Shen Dharma, Yan Jingyun felt an uncontrollable chill in his heart.

The reason is simple. Even if he tries his best, he can't challenge Ming Zhen.

With such a comparison, Yan Jingyun could not understand that if he faced Su Yi, he would most likely be like Jing Lingzhen, losing more and winning less?

Let's go together and we must not let him escape back to that dojo!

Suddenly, the voice of the old man in white robes rang in Yan Jingyun's ears.

Yan Jingyun nodded, and the distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared.

Clang!

The sword box behind him suddenly opened, and an ancient sword with pine patterns was pulled out. It was clumsy in shape and had two small characters engraved on the hilt: Youxu.

With a sword in his hand, Yan Jingyun's aura suddenly changed, his sword intent soared into the sky, his feet touched the ground, and flew across the sky, killing Su Yi.

Uh-huh!

The overlapping sword shadows seemed to turn into a dark void, enveloping them with a cold and murderous aura.

It has to be said that Yan Jingyun is worthy of being a top figure among the ancient monsters, and his attainments in swordsmanship have reached a state of perfection.

Almost at the same time——

The old man in white robe also took action.

Duh!

His tongue burst with spring thunder, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and he activated a sharp and sharp spiritual sword to slash at Su Yi.

Compared to Yan Jingyun, the white-robed old man's kendo power was even more astonishing. With just one sword strike, he showed the power of turning mountains and seas.

At this time, the man in blood-clothed Ming Zhen had also offered up the treasure. He held a short black halberd in each hand, with a terrifying aura, and he struck with all his strength.

Boom!

This world is in turmoil, and the light is surging.

Su Yi suddenly fell into a dangerous situation.

Although there are only three opponents this time, they are far more terrifying than the battle with Huan Shaoyou and other nine ancient monsters in the spirit realm.

The reason is that both the white-robed old man and Ming Zhen are Yuanshen at the Great Perfection level of the spiritual realm, and their power is beyond imagination.

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Characters like Yan Jingyun who have just entered the spirit transformation realm are comparable.

In the previous hard-fought blow with Ming Zhen, Su Yi already knew that with his current moral character, it would be difficult to deal with a character like Ming Zhen.

And now, with the addition of an old man in white robe and Yan Jingyun whose power is not weaker than that of Ming Zhen, his situation has become precarious.

It's a pity that the timing is wrong. Otherwise, we can use this battle to hone our cultivation...

Su Yi sighed secretly.

This time he came to this underground world with other plans, and naturally he didn't want to waste all his skills in such a fight.

After all, if the power is severely depleted, it will inevitably affect the next action.

Hurry, he can't hold on for long!

Mingzhen shouted, murderous intent boiling over.

kill!

The old man in white robe had a stern expression and a terrifying aura.

Although Yan Jingyun didn't have much effect, he kept standing between Su Yi and the huge dojo in the distance, obviously to prevent Su Yi from retreating into the dojo.

Seeing this, Su Yi's lips curled up slightly, Don't panic, I'll send you on your way now.

The sound was still lingering, and an obscure and mysterious aura quietly appeared on the Qingdu Dao sword in his hand, causing the sword to buzz and tremble.

Like excited cheers.

Uh-huh!

The white-robed old man's spiritual sword slashed forward, sharp and sharp, the formation was fierce, and the power it accumulated was like overwhelming mountains and seas, mighty and domineering.

die!

A cold light flashed in Su Yi's eyes, and the Qingdu Dao sword, which had been trembling for a long time, suddenly raised up, slashing out a sword energy across the sky.

The sword energy is three feet long, simple.

But when it was slashed out, it seemed to be invincible, and it easily broke through the sword of the old man in white robes.

Click!

Immediately afterwards, the white-robed old man's spiritual sword fell apart in the explosion.

This sudden change caused the old man in white robes to change his face in shock. He immediately dodged back and shouted loudly: Damn it, how could it be...

Before he could finish his words, the three-foot sword energy had already cut off his head.

The ghost of the old man in white robe emerged and shouted in a hoarse voice: Come!

Its soul seemed to be burning, and a heavy rain of golden runes emerged, condensing into a light shield with eighteen layers of astonishing defensive aura in the void.

Jin Bo’s Divine Technique!

A supreme secret method inherited from the Tianji Taoist Sect, it has amazing defensive power and is even used by many spiritual monks to resist natural disasters.

However, Su Yi's sword has used a breath of the Nine Hell Sword. How can such power be resisted by a secret defensive method?

See you soon——

boom!

When the three-foot sword energy was slashed down, the eighteen layers of golden light shields were almost like paper. They all exploded and cracked, and the light rain spread suddenly.

Looking at the old man in white robes again, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, going straight down along the bridge of his nose, lips, jaw, throat, chest...

I never thought that I, Songchi, would die in the hands of a Star-Gathering Realm character...

The old man in white robe sighed softly.

puff!

The sighs were still lingering, and the white-robed old man's soul suddenly split into two halves, and then turned into light rain all over the sky.

With one sword, he killed a Dharma-like person who existed in the Dzogchen realm of spiritual form!

The overwhelming and domineering scene shocked Mingzhen and Yan Jingyun to the point where their expressions changed completely and they gasped.

This change happened too fast!

No one expected that Su Yi, who was originally in a precarious situation, would suddenly kill the white-robed old man with a crushing sword!

This made both of them almost stunned. This... what kind of terrifying kendo power must be needed to achieve this?

How could a young man from the Star Gathering Realm possess such power?

For Su Yi, killing the old man in white robe was as easy as dusting off his clothes.

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He didn't stop and looked at Ming Zhen.

die!

The word Qingpiaopiao was still echoing, and Su Yi drew his sword again.

Uh-huh!

It is still a simple sword.

But Mingzhen seemed to sense that something was wrong, so he didn't even try to challenge him, and turned around and ran away.

If Jing Ling really died, it was because of his carelessness that Ming Zhen would not be afraid of Su Yi.

Then the death of the old man in white robe made Ming Zhen completely realize that something was wrong. How could he still dare to stay?

Can you escape?

Su Yi's eyes were filled with disdain.

Uh-huh!

From between his eyebrows, a small green sword flew out and disappeared into thin air.

God-killing little sword!

Ming Zhen, who was escaping by himself, suddenly felt frightened. He screamed something bad in his mind, and violently waved the short halberd in his hand, sweeping across the air.

boom!

A foot away from Mingzhen's head, the God-killing small sword was struck, shattered into pieces, and disintegrated.

But before Mingzhen could breathe a sigh of relief, a sword suddenly struck him!

The aura of death that hit his face stimulated Mingzhen to the point of going crazy. He used all his power in a pair of short halberds and crossed them in front of him.

Click! Click!

This pair of short halberds, which could be called divine weapons, were as weak as cardboard at the moment, being easily pierced by a sword.

Then the sword edge flashed and was inserted into Mingzhen's throat.

A hard twist.

boom!

Mingzhen's primordial spirit was forcibly crushed into pieces and rain of light splashed in all directions.

At this point, the second Yuan Shen who exists in the Great Perfection of Spirit Realm is destroyed!

That scene made Yan Jingyun, who was charging from afar, stop abruptly. His figure froze in mid-air, daring not to move forward.

And his face has turned pale and transparent, without any color, and his eyes are wide open, full of shock and disbelief, like falling into an ice cave!

It's such a pity.

Seeing Ming Zhen's soul dissipate, Su Yi felt a little regretful.

Both Ming Zhen and the old man in white robes can be regarded as excellent sword-sharpening stones. In a one-on-one situation, they are enough to have a smooth and dangerous battle.

But there is no other way. Now he wants to save his energy and has other plans. He can only kill him and kill him quickly.

Then, Su Yi turned around and looked at Yan Jingyun in the distance.

The moment he was caught by Su Yi's gaze, Yan Jingyun's body froze, then the corners of his lips twitched, and he sighed: I give in now... is it still too late?

His tone was full of bitterness and despair.

Previously, this ancient evildoer known as the Sword Madman had a lofty attitude and looked down on Su Yi as if he was nothing. During the conversation, he was either teasing, disdainful or teasing, showing his confidence and scorn.

But at this time, he looked overly frightened and depressed. One can imagine what a heavy blow the previous scene had caused to him.

Su Yi thought for a while and said seriously: This is not a moral duel that only determines the winner or loser. I can give you a chance to kill yourself.

Yan Jingyun was stunned, and his originally depressed expression gradually turned gloomy.

After a while, he took a deep breath, as if risking his life, the gloom in his brows was swept away, and he said firmly: As a sword cultivator, I would rather...

Before he finished speaking, Su Yi had already slashed with his sword.

puff!

Yan Jingyun's head fell to the ground, blood spilled on Qingming.

Before he died, his face was full of shock and unwillingness, as if he couldn't believe that Su Yi didn't even give him a chance to speak, and just took action...

Death is inevitable in the end, so what's the use of talking nonsense?

Su Yi shook his head for a while.

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