Chapter 207: Harsh Swordsmanship

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Liuyun Divine Sword, I thought it was a peerless divine sword, but I didn't expect it to be a kind of swordsmanship. It is the best sword technique of the Liuyun Sword Sect, and it is also a supreme secret decision that only the elders of the sect and the sect master can touch.

The pitch-black night sky, as if frozen at that moment, a hundred-meter-long and more profound pitch-black ravine, in a golden light dozens of meters long, appeared in the sky, and is still expanding, where it passes, there is no life, only scorching anger. The whole sky, at that moment, the situation was distorted, and all the scenes became illusory. And Chu Yan only thought of escaping at this time, but unfortunately it was too late.

Chu Yan's speed was fast, but at this time, he was like a duckling in a flood that had not yet learned to swim, and there was no other way but to struggle. The pitch-black ravines drawn by the rolling golden light, with its monstrous arrogance and the power to destroy all things, instantly submerged his body, and before he could even utter a final shout, he disappeared into the dark night sky as the golden light continued to dissipate.

In a dimly lit room with glowing fluorescent stones, on a long table, there were ten crystalline palm-sized energy signs, and suddenly, the third sign was shattered in an instant, and the guardians in the room were frightened and quickly ran out......

Until the golden light appeared, there was almost no time to breathe, how could Chu Yan escape. The people below only felt that in that moment, the entire sky was no longer a sky, but a hell, a hell full of golden flames. The coercion of Wushang is almost like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, burning everyone's souls.

It turned out that the two black-clothed sword kings were so frightened that they swallowed their saliva, and the burning sensation in their whole bodies combined with the boundless coercion had made them have no intention of fighting again. Thinking of Uncle Cheng who had just fought against him, the two couldn't help but tremble. And how lucky he was, he was lucky that he didn't leave a single ash like Chu Yan.

The ancient long sword in the hands of Uncle Cheng and Uncle Xuan had turned into a primitive size, but the magic patterns on it seemed to be much brighter. The two of them calmly looked at the endless night, and both shook their heads helplessly and sighed. Chu Yan was able to comprehend the sword momentum at such a young age, and this kind of talent is difficult for anyone on the entire continent to match, but unfortunately, it is precisely because of his high intelligence that he was 'blinded' by interests, and he ended up so miserable.

The two old men had already fallen to the ground at this time, quietly looking at the few remaining people in black, and their eyes seemed to have softened a lot. "Do you want to continue?" Uncle Xuan said lightly, but between the words, there was a taste of expulsion. People of this age naturally don't want more killings.

"No, no...... The two adults and the small ones were 'blinded' by interests, which offended the Liuyun Sword Sect, but we were also 'forced'. The man in black who started to fight against Yang Yan had weak legs, fell to his knees, and hurriedly said.

"Yes, yes, please let us go. Another man in black also quickly knelt down and begged. And the man in black behind the two also knelt down in a burst of swishing sounds.

"Did we say we wouldn't let you go?" Uncle Cheng smiled and teased. "Young people, be forgiving and forgiving, and don't be carried away by momentary interests. You must know that the world is fair, and the number of good deeds you do will be rewarded as much as you do, and the number of evil deeds you do will naturally be rewarded accordingly. Be a good man......"

"Yes, yes, thank you for your advice, but we can't go back. The man in black said in shock.

"Oh, why can't you go back?" Uncle Xuan asked as he swept his beard and asked suspiciously.

"Anyone who fails in the mission, after going back, will be severely punished, and in the worst case, will be directly executed! ”

"I hope you will take us in......" all the men in black shouted in unison.

"Let's go......" Uncle Cheng waved his sleeves lightly and smiled faintly. "We will not take you in, but as long as you are sincere, I believe that you can find a place that truly belongs to you in this world. After Uncle Cheng finished speaking, Uncle Xuan turned around and walked towards the sect.

Looking at the background of the two old men, the corners of the eyes of all the men in black slowly became moist. Although I was very disappointed in my heart, the resoluteness in my heart rose to the highest, who could know, it was these people who, a few years later, formed a team in the empire to do things for the poor people, and also established a sect - Zhongyi Hall.

As Uncle Cheng Xuan's figure gradually disappeared, all the black-clothed people kowtowed on the ground three times, then turned around and left, and finally melted into the endless night......

"Two grandfathers, you guys were so powerful just now. In the hall, the group sat respectfully on the chairs, and Yang Yan couldn't help but speak when he sat down.

"You're not bad, you can progress to the Sword King level at a young age, even if you look at the entire continent, you may not be able to find a genius like you. Uncle Xuan squinted his eyes and said with a smile. He had already heard Liu Yun and Uncle Cheng say that Yang Yan had been mentioned, but as soon as he came out of the customs last time, Yang Yan left, so Uncle Xuan had always been a little disappointed that he hadn't seen Yang Yan. When I saw it this time, I naturally praised it from the bottom of my heart.

"Where, Yan'er is still far away. If you are half as powerful, Yan'er will be content. In fact, when Yang Yan said this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart, and he would have to convince the Lord God of Death in the future, and this level was naturally impossible. But in order to leave a good influence on the two old men, it is natural to say so.

"Hehe, we are old, and the world of 'fine' color belongs to you young people. Uncle Cheng said with a smile. "Maybe the sect really needs to find a few heirs. When he spoke, he also looked at Yang Yan deliberately.

"Elders, what are you talking about......" a man who looked to be in his fifties asked in surprise. He is Liu Kun, the archdeacon of the Sword Sect.

"yes. Uncle Xuan nodded lightly and said with a faint smile. "In this way, the Ice and Snow Temple has not stopped all these years, and now that the battlefield has been installed in our sect, it seems that they have been planning for a long time. We, old man, may not be able to protect the Sword Sect that day, so we have to quickly pass on the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword. ”

"Grandpa is still so young, how old is he. In my opinion, after thousands of years, it will not be as tough as it is now. Yang Yan frowned and hurriedly said.

"Yes, Elder, you are still young, so why should you be in such a hurry. Liu Kun glared at Yang Yan dissatisfied, and continued. "Even if you want to pass it on, you have to choose some really outstanding disciples in the sect. In Liu Kun's eyes, Yang Yan is just an outsider with a name, and if he wants to get the inheritance of the Liuyun Divine Sword, he himself has no qualification.

"Hehe, although this Liuyun Divine Sword is powerful, it is difficult to cultivate to ascend to the sky. Uncle Xuan naturally heard the meaning of Liu Kun's words, but just smiled faintly and said.

"The Liuyun Divine Sword was personally created by the old sect master of the Liuyun Sword Sect, and back then, he relied on a move of the Liuyun Divine Sword to fight the South and the North, and he didn't know how many top masters he had defeated. Then with the appearance of me and Brother Cheng, when we were forty years old, we broke through to the Sword King, and after the guidance of the old sect master, we comprehended the sword intent, and then slowly realized a trace of sword momentum, so that we could barely meet the requirements of cultivating the Liuyun Divine Sword. ”

Sword momentum is a necessary means to achieve the sword god, but I didn't expect that the minimum requirement for cultivating a 'door' sword technique alone is like this. It seems that this Liuyun Divine Sword is really like the name, God!

"Since then, Brother Cheng and I have been cultivating day and night, but on the road of cultivation, the more difficult it is to go to the back, although our intelligence is not low, but unfortunately we still failed to completely break through in the end, so we can only use the two of us together to exert the Flowing Cloud Divine Sword, and its power is only two or three out of ten of the real Flowing Cloud Divine Sword. ”

Twenty-three out of ten?

Twenty-three out of ten can absolutely defeat Jian Zun in one move, if it really reaches its heyday, what a great deal. In the hall, many of the deacons of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect couldn't help but be shocked. The statement of the Flowing Cloud Excalibur was also the first time they had heard of it. And for cultivators, it is undoubtedly a great 'temptation' and 'confusion' for them.

"Therefore, no matter what, we all hope to find excellent talents and pass on this 'Gate' Supreme Sword Technique, otherwise how can we be worthy of the late old sect master. When everyone was amazed, Uncle Xuan's voice sounded again. "Whoever it is, as long as it is a person in the sect and has comprehended the sword power, come to us. ”

"I don't know how the old sect master passed away, can the two grandfathers tell me one or two?" Yang Yan thought for a moment and asked softly. With such a powerful swordsmanship, the old sect master is no longer alive, but the reason is that it is very sad.

"When any of you can inherit this sword technique, you will naturally know. Uncle Xuan frowned, glared at Yang Yan, and said uneasily, obviously a little dissatisfied with Yang Yan's question. "Knowing too early is only harmful, not good!"

Seeing this, Yang Yan quickly closed his lips and stopped talking. But there was a turbulent 'wave' in his heart, seeing a trace of unwillingness and melancholy flashing in the eyes of the two old men, Yang Yan was almost certain that the death of the old sect master might have a lot to do with this swordsmanship, so how did he die?