Chapter 55: The Realm of the Sword
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"I originally pitied your qualifications, and I wanted to try not to hurt you, but now it seems that I can't do it, after all, I don't use much of this trick, and I can't control it accurately. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć The old man muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and after a while, his eyes opened again, and the essence light inside had turned blood-red.
"Huh!"
At the moment when this blood-red essence light was about to shoot into Yang Fan's eyes, a sword qi shot out, and the sword qi was followed by a long roar, the whistle was sharp, with great penetrating power and a desperate anger.
"It's!"
The old man raised his head, raised his right hand, but put it down before he was halfway up, and the red light in his eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a full of admiration.
Before the sound of the long whistle subsided, a figure had arrived, and the person who came stood in the air, the long sword that should have been hanging on his waist was already in his hand, his face was hideous, and his eyes were already full of anger.
"Yang Shuo, three-foot sword Yang Shuo, he is only in his thirties, how can he reach the Yangquan Realm, this is absolutely impossible!" The Great Elder of Yunhe Valley suddenly shuddered when he looked at the person who came, and said in shock.
"Yunhe Valley, there is no need to exist after today. Yang Shuo glanced at the Great Elder, his eyes were extremely indifferent.
"Don't be ashamed! Do you know that my valley master of Yunhe Valley is a high-level Yangquan Realm!" the Great Elder roared as he slowly leaned towards the Old Man of the Three Flowers Realm.
"Whether it's a big statement or not, you can't see it anymore. As Yang Shuo lightly spit out a few words, a whirlwind suddenly blew around, and the temperature dropped suddenly.
"You dare! You dare to kill me in front of the three elders of the Qiankun Sect!" the Great Elder's voice trembled a little, and he turned his head to look at the old man.
"You are the three-foot sword Yang Shuo, there is no void under the fame! What a fast sword qi, such a strong sword intent!" the old man glanced at the great elder with pity, and then praised Yang Shuo.
The Great Elder looked at the old man's compassionate gaze and turned back sharply.
"You did... Why..."He looked around and found that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, and he was about to question Yang Shuo immediately. But before he finished speaking, a red line suddenly appeared on his neck, the red line slowly thickened, poofed out a large stream of blood, a round head rolled down, and on top of the skull there was a pair of eyes full of doubt and fear.
"Fan'er!" Yang Shuo looked at Yang Fan who was paralyzed on the ground, raised his hand and shook it, and a strong attraction appeared, taking Yang Fan into his arms.
Yang Fan's eyes were bleeding at this time, he shook his head gently, the facial features on his face were squeezed together due to the pain in his head, and he struggled for a long time before opening his eyes slightly.
"Father... Father... Kiss. Just two words exhausted all his energy, his head was lowered, and he passed out again.
"The child is ignorant, he has offended Your Excellency, and now he is seriously injured, which can be regarded as making amends to Your Excellency, I don't know what Your Excellency thinks. Yang Shuo carried Yang Fan behind him, bowed slightly to the old man, and his three-foot left hand gurgled with a cold tone.
"Fart! This kid has taken away the opportunity of my Qiankun Sect, do you want to leave like this, then you have to spit out the opportunity, that is the ground-level exercise!" A middle-aged man standing behind Senior Brother Shen came behind the old man and shouted loudly.
"Ground-level exercises? Ground-level exercises have spirits, and they are masters on their own, and I have never heard of being able to forcibly peel them off. Yang Shuo was a little surprised.
"I've heard it now!" the middle-aged man sneered, holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a powerful momentum in the middle of the Yangquan Realm erupted.
"Soul search!" Yang Shuo raised his head, feeling Yang Fan's body that was still trembling in a coma, and an extremely powerful sword intent erupted, and the sword qi shot out, enveloping the space within ten zhang of his body.
"Whoosh!" Everyone sensed this powerful sword intent and retreated in unison.
"It's really troublesome, I know that you won't surrender easily, but this is fun, what three-foot sword Yang Shuo, just in this rural place, let's be majestic!" The middle-aged man sneered, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword slowly raised upward.
"If you want to touch my child, you will die!" The sword qi dissipated, and Yang Shuo's body became a forbidden area of life within ten zhang of his body, and all the giant trees and weeds were stirred into powder, flying all over the sky.
"Hahaha, what the waste in Yunhe Valley said is actually right, you are just ashamed to speak, die, die on my dragon slaying sword!" The middle-aged man shouted, with a sonorous sound, a long sword glowing with golden light suddenly came out of its sheath.
"The Dragon Slaying Sword is a low-level spiritual weapon of the Xuan Rank, you must have never seen this kind of country bun, I will let you see it today!
The Dragon Slaying Sword instantly swung forward, and a golden sword qi attached to it, and the sword qi bent forward, striking Yang Shuo's chest with a boundless sharp aura.
"That's a lot of nonsense. Yang Shuo didn't even glance at it, and directly pointed out, an inexplicable charm emanated, and the golden sword qi emitted by the Dragon Slaying Sword instantly collapsed.
"Poof!" In the surprised eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man's body was thrown backwards violently, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the five fingers of his right hand holding the sword were broken at the root.
"My meridians are all broken!You are not the Yangquan Realm!You are not!" The middle-aged man roared in pain, with a look of despair.
"No wonder you call me Your Excellency, I was still wondering, it turned out that it was because you had already comprehended the realm. You are qualified to know my name, then I will introduce myself, I am the third elder of the Qiankun Sect, Qianyuan!"
"Come on, Yang Shuo of Yang Aojun, Lead!" Yang Shuo's face began to become extremely solemn, he carried Yang Fan with his left hand, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and placed the three-foot sword across his chest.
"Hum!" The Dragon Slaying Sword that was left on the ground by the middle-aged man suddenly began to hum, and it jumped into the air with a whoosh, and came to Yang Shuo's body, the tip of the Dragon Slaying Sword trembled, pointing directly at the Third Elder Qianyuan.
"I've never seen it before, let alone seen it with the cultivation of the Yangquan Realm, and it's only a matter of time before I can enter the Three Flowers Realm. The three elders still looked like they were in control.
"Sword Domain! One Sword Breaks Soul!" Yang Shuo snorted, the three-foot sword stabbed forward, and several silver-white sword qi were silently stimulated, scattering in all directions, and a sense of submersion rushed straight into the sky.
"Hurry back, you will die if you are glued!" The third elder Qianyuan shouted, and at the same time, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, and a water mass emitting blue light appeared in an instant, and an amazing breath of life surged in the water mass, and it collided directly towards Yang Shuo's sword domain.
"The realm of water!
"Poof!" The collision between the sword domain and the water did not have the impact it should have, but instead blended strangely.
"Water is the source of all things, it can be integrated into all things, and your control over the domain is still far away!
"Swordsman, go forward bravely, break your soul!" Yang Shuo's eyes were calm, his wrist was flipped, the sword body stabbed flat again, his right foot stomped on the ground suddenly, and the sword qi in the sky suddenly converged on the three-foot sword, and the human sword pierced straight into the realm of water.
"Po!" the water responded, breaking a small hole, and an extremely sharp sword intent hit Qianyuan's chest.
"Damn!
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