Yang Yun kept getting closer, and when he came to the vicinity of the canyon, he felt the terrifying knife marks up close, and his heart became more and more shocked. The sword qi in front of him has been condensed for countless years without dissipating, and you can imagine the supernatural power of the person who split the mountain range back then.

Standing on one side of the canyon, I saw the sword qi constantly whistling to the north, as if frozen time, and the knife qi was very condensed, faintly there were signs of tearing the void, and there was a violent wind blowing from the canyon to the north.

This sword qi is the fundamental reason for the countless years of storms on the Yangtze River in Tiannan, and it also caused the Great Jin Dynasty to be isolated and unable to communicate with the outside world.

"Countless years of sword qi condensation, at least a strong person above the Heavenly Immortal level!

Yang Yun's first contact was the knife technique, and the self-created Vermilion Bird spread its wings, and it often appeared in the form of a knife qi. Now the imprint left by the person who has comprehended the great supernatural powers at close range suddenly has a feeling.

However, this sword qi continued to dissipate after all, and countless years passed, and the canyon, which was originally incomparable and incomparable even for martial arts powerhouses, began to gradually recover to its normal state.

If there is no external force, the sword qi in front of you may dissipate after waiting for a few hundred years.

With the strength mark so weak, Yang Yun didn't get much benefit from it, but he had a deeper understanding of the magic power of Vermilion Bird spreading its wings.

It naturally underwent a lot of transformation, and it became the most powerful supernatural power in Yang Yun's hands.

"The Great Nine Heavens Style I created, in fact, now there are only six tricks, and these six moves have now transformed into supernatural powers, but they are still missing three supernatural powers, which is a bit unworthy of the name!"

Yang Yun felt a little sorry in his heart, the Great Nine Heavens Style nominally had nine types of supernatural powers, but in fact, it was only six moves. There are still three tricks missing, and they haven't been created.

If he wants to improve, he needs more accumulation.

After comprehending the sword qi of the crack in the canyon, he looked towards the south, and there must be a more vast world in the south of the mountains and forests, and the cultivation exercises were endless.

When the time comes, as long as you collect some more exercises, you will be able to accumulate more vigorously, and you will have the foundation to create the remaining three supernatural powers.

Yang Yun exerted his escape and crossed the mountains and forests.

A day later. The trees in the mountains below are becoming scarce, and the peaks are low. This is to the outskirts of the mountain forest. When Yang Yun flew in mid-air, he saw a large number of fierce beasts and birds in the mountains and forests, as well as a lot of spiritual grass and spirit fruits that had accumulated for many years.

"These spirit grass and spirit fruits, it seems, the medicinal power is not as good as the medicinal herbs of the Journey to the West, these beasts and birds have no signs of giving birth to wisdom and becoming monsters!"

They were all the same high-level worlds, but Yang Yun found that after eating the spirit grass, the beasts and birds of the main world would become more powerful in their qi, flesh and blood, and there were no other changes.

When he was about to leave the mountain forest, Yang Yun suddenly heard a sound of vitality shaking in the distance, as if someone was fighting.

Yang Yun's heart moved, and he immediately urged the escape method, hid his breath, and roared away in the direction where the sound came from.

"Let's go to the ...... What about the disciples of the Star Sect?"

A somewhat angry voice faintly came out, Yang Yun's eyes flashed, and he saw that at the edge of the mountain forest, a young man in a light blue robe, holding a long sword, was fighting with four men.

The four men were full of anger and didn't look like good people, but the cultivation of the four of them was not weak, and they were all congenital-level martial artists.

They desperately urged their true qi and used all kinds of means to fight with the young man in blue. However, it is still inevitable to fall into the disadvantage, and you can't escape if you want to.

And the young man in blue is the disciple of the Star Sect in the mouth of the four men.

"When you meet this son, do you still want to run? Honestly hand over all the treasures on your body! And that thousand-year-old dragon beard fruit, as long as you hand it over, this son will surround your life! If not, you will be told to survive and not die!"

The young man in blue had a hint of arrogance on his face. The sword light in his hand was even more powerful. He is already a martial artist in the innate psychic realm, and he has a powerful sect martial arts body, and his strength is far above the four scattered cultivators.

In order to prevent the other party's dog from jumping over the wall and destroying the thousand-year-old spirit fruit, he showed mercy and gave the other party a chance to survive.

"It seems that this disciple of the Star Sect is not a good thing! Killing people and seizing treasures is actually said so openly! It is really admirable. ”

Yang Yun sighed secretly in his heart. Just from the scene in front of him, it can be seen that the conflict between martial artists in the cultivation world of Middle-earth is definitely more intense than that of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Under Yang Yun's cold eyes, the young man in blue gradually showed his impatience, and began to use a trick, his sword light shook, like the stars in the sky, dazzling.

One after another, the sword qi of the stars surrounded and strangled the four scattered cultivators, leaving scars on their bodies that were faintly visible from bones.

After the blue-clothed young man exerted all his strength, the four scattered cultivators showed grievance and resentment on their faces, but in order to survive, they finally gave in and took out a pale golden spirit fruit from their arms.

This is the thousand-year-old dragon's beard fruit.

"Hahaha, that's right, with this spirit fruit, my cultivation can be taken to the next level!" The blue-clothed young man's eyes lit up, he laughed, and immediately snatched the spirit fruit.

"Can we go?"

The four True Qi were consumed in a huge amount, and the bloodied Sanxiu said in a deep voice. When they saw the dragon beard fruit, they were still unwilling and regretful.

It's a pity that the opportunity they finally got was taken away from them.

"Of course...... I'm giving you a ride!"

The blue-clothed young man still had a smile on his face, the long sword in his hand flickered suddenly, and disappeared into mid-air out of thin air, and four sword lights flashed in an instant, and with a pop, pierced into the hearts of the four people.

"You ......"

The four scattered cultivators looked at the fatal wound on their chest in disbelief, a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, and they glanced at the blue-clothed young man deadly, and finally their bodies fell to the ground.

"Hehe, it's really naïve! Let you go, let you ruin the reputation of my son and the sect everywhere?" Since it is killing people and grabbing treasures, how can you do it without killing people.

The four scattered cultivators also have an innate realm, let them go, maybe they will encounter some opportunities in the future, and there is the possibility of becoming strong and their enemies.

He wants to nip that possibility in the bud.

Swish!

The smile on the face of the young man in blue had not disappeared, and he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and at the same time felt a strong qi machine not far away.

He slowly lowered his head, just like the four scattered cultivators who had fallen just now, a wound also appeared on his chest, blood flowed, and his heart had been shattered.

"How could it be...... That's it!"

When the young man in blue fell, he used all his remaining strength, turned half of his body, and saw a figure standing in the air behind him, and then his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.