Chapter 18: The Battle for the Sword of Immortals (5)

At present, Ye Kui is surrounded by more than 6,000 monks.

Under the tension, Ye Kui still wanted to explain a few words, but the monk on the opposite side spoke before Ye Kui.

"Pretty good at escaping, stinky boy."

"Damn, it is despicable and shameless to dare to use a secret method to enter the crypt and steal the fairy sword when we are tired!"

"I can be regarded as having caught you, how can a cultivator who cultivates the Qi Realm survive for so long in the hands of us Pulse Building Realm and Jie Dan Realm cultivators? Something really isn't right. ”

"Daoist friends, don't look down on that kid, if it weren't for that kid who entered the crypt in front of us, deliberately led us close to the ban and was injured by the ban, and then we forcibly broke the ban with the injury.

This made us originally recover less than six or seven percent of the spiritual power and then depleted, causing the immortal veins everywhere in the body to be damaged by three or four percent, when chasing this kid afterwards, we even cast spells to fly, cast spells to attack, and the damaged spiritual veins are in pain, otherwise it would not be easy to catch him?"

"Don't say more, hurry up and take the fairy sword back, the other people from the fairy gate have also heard the news, they may have reached the outside of the crypt, and immediately killed this guy who fished in troubled waters."

"Yes, kill him, this kid must have some shady deal with a large sect, I'll just say how could the Taoist priest of the pious Xiguan help us break the ban for no reason, it turns out that this is all planned by them, so that this kid can sit back and enjoy it."

"That's the case, no wonder that Taoist priest stood with this kid after helping us, it turned out that the two were still conspiring, and the reason why the Taoist priest left was because he wanted us to take it lightly and cover up for this kid!"

"Hmph, the large immortal gate is really insidious enough, I found out that the Taoist priest was not at ease, but seeing that you are all thanking, it is inconvenient for me to directly break it to cause such a catastrophe."

"It's better to be cautious, fellow Daoists, the fairy sword is still in that kid's hands, we have to be careful to deal with it, otherwise we may be injured by the fairy sword."

"Don't worry, it's just a waste of practicing Qi Realm, the fairy sword is useless in his hands at all, you guys do it!"

These monks judged Ye Kui to be a despicable thief and an insidious planner, and at the same time prepared to directly end Ye Kui's life.

The pile of black cauldrons thrown over from the opposite side made Ye Kui unable to wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Ye Kui couldn't directly say that the pious Taoist Jiang Zhijin only met him today, and at the same time said that it was actually the fairy sword that led him here thousands of miles away?

The most important thing is that these monks have long taken the immortal sword under the crypt as their own.

Even if Ye Kui didn't come here, after the prohibition outside the crypt was finally broken, these monks would fight hard to the point of bleeding and corpses all over the field in order to compete for this fairy sword.

Not to mention that every monk rushed to the sect later, after all, there was only one fairy sword.

But what these monks didn't know was that if there was no Ye Kui, the moment the prohibition was broken, the immortal sword might dissipate directly.

By the time they reached the sarcophagus at the end of the tunnel under the crypt, there was only a pile of iron filings and a book, or only a book left.

Ye Kui's palm clenched on the hilt of the sword relaxed a little, and his index finger raised and gently tapped the end of the hilt a few times, and after receiving consent, the tapping fingers stopped.

The long strip of cloth wrapped around Broken Sound automatically loosens and falls to the ground, and the imprisoned intent applied to Broken Song disappears.

The monks from all directions had already rushed towards Ye Kui, Ye Kui looked ahead and muttered to himself:

"I'm not a sword cultivator, can you teach me a one-and-a-half-move? Keep it simple. ”

No one answered Ye Kui, only a force emanating from the immortal sword broke to guide Ye Kui.

Ye Kui's right arm was held to the highest point, with the center of his fist facing forward and his fist facing back.

The sides of the broken and tattered sword body were facing the monks who rushed from Ye Kui in front and back, and the tips of the swords were all small and pointed at the sky.

Ye Kui followed the guidance and injected all the spiritual power in his body into the sword held in his right palm, and said clearly in his mouth:

"Sword in Troubled Times"

Ye Kui's raised right arm slashed down into the open space on his right side, and a sword that was as tall as a human being and four fingers wide flew towards the right side of Ye Kui's body, and immediately divided into tens of thousands of dazzling sword qi and spread out rapidly towards Ye Kui's front and back sides.

In the end, it turned into a turbulent sword qi frenzy on both sides, drowning all the monks before and after Ye Kui.

When the tide of swords on both sides and five feet high disappeared, more than 6,000 monks suffered heavy casualties, and by the time they got up with injuries of varying severity, Ye Kui had long since disappeared.

At this time, hundreds of monks came here with magic weapons and flying swords, and the most eye-catching among them were two monks who were somewhat old.

They are Du Yuan, the elder of the medium-sized sect Blood Demon Sect, who cultivates to be the triple god realm, and the other elderly monk is Liang Yongtao, the sect master of the small sect Red Resentment Sect, and the cultivator is the fourth level of the god realm.

They all came here to find their sons, and the sons of these two old monks were the triple and the fourth and fourth respectively.

Because when besieging Ye Kui, these two Vein-Building Realm monks were at the forefront, so they were directly killed on the spot by the sword tide, and they had no power to fight back, and their bodies were cut by the sword qi with hundreds of deep wounds that could be seen in the bones, which was shocking.

Du Yuan, the elder of the Blood Demon Gate, and Liang Yongtao, the master of the Red Grievance Gate, respectively hugged the body of their beloved son and scolded angrily:

"I, Du Yuan, must let you pay for your blood debt."

"Scoundrel! If you dare to kill my son, I, Liang Yongtao, will be incompatible with you! It's useless for you to flee to the ends of the earth! ”

At this time, Ye Kui had already gone to the sky, and Ye Kui, who was stepping on the body of the Broken Ming Sword, was staggering and trying to balance his body.

It didn't take long for Ye Kui to finally be able to stand on the sword steadily, and the flying sword of the imperial sword was already proficient, and then Ye Kui immediately controlled the flying sword under his feet to land on the ground.

The immortal sword Broken Ming was once again imprisoned spiritually by Ye Kui with the imprisoned death intent, and turned into an ordinary flying sword wrapped in a long strip of cloth, and it only took about twenty breaths from the moment when he unlocked the imprisoned death intent for Broken Ming just now.

If it weren't for the crisis, Ye Kui really didn't want to do this, as for the sword style called Sword Chaos that he used just now, it was also used by Xuan Ming to guide Ye Kui.

Just like the one in the broken temple, but Ye Kui guessed that this time it was because of close contact with Duan Ming, so it was perfectly used, and there was nothing wrong.

Ye Kui rested against a big tree, after all, the sword technique he used just now almost drained nine percent of Ye Kui's spiritual power, Ye Kui was resting and thinking at the same time:

It is impossible for a cultivator who has cultivated the Qi Realm to inflict that kind of damage on the group of monks who have built a vein to reach the Jie Dan Realm, even if it is the sword style that he can use, which is called the Sword Troubled World.

Before, when he was forcibly pulled by Li Hua with the cultivation of the Vein Building Realm, he couldn't break free at all, let alone the outrageous damage caused to the group of monks who had reached the Jiedan Realm.

At this time, Ye Kui couldn't help but look at the broken sound in his hand and said:

"The help you have given me in the midst of falling apart can reach this incredible level, if it is you who are restored..."

Without continuing, Ye Kui walked slowly in the direction where Li Hua was.

In fact, Ye Kui didn't think about the other side, why did Fairy Sword Breaking Ming mistake Ye Kui for the previous master? Is it just a coincidence?

An ordinary monk who had never even touched a sword could actually use a wooden stick to slash out sword qi just by relying on the broken sound to guide thousands of miles away.

An ordinary monk who had finally touched the sword but was not a sword cultivator at all could directly learn that sword style just by relying on the close guidance of Xuan Ming.

That is the sword style used by the masters of the past generations who have broken the immortal sword for thousands of years, that is, the supreme sword immortals of the Tianque Continent thousands of years ago!

Ye Kui didn't realize that his talent in sword dao had reached an unbelievable level, and it was enough to make other sword cultivators envious to the point of fear.

The high degree of compatibility between Ye Kui and the Immortal Sword Breaking Ming is even closer to perfection, which means that Ye Kui only needs to use one percent of the force to make the Immortal Sword Breaking Ming exert thousands of percent of its power.

This was the fundamental reason why the Immortal Sword that had ranked first among the nine great immortal swords in the Tianque Continent for thousands of years had mistaken Ye Kui for the previous master.

As for why the previous owner of the fairy sword Broken Ming destroyed the sword body of Broken Ming, it is still a mystery.