The killing intent was pervasive, and an inconspicuous wooden sword shot out from in front of Shen Yu, flying towards Yang Yiqing's eyebrows like an arrow off the string.

At this moment, the genius man who was recognized by the Guiyun Immortal Sect as ranking among the top three in cultivation talent was in a state of panic, and he didn't react at all, so he could only watch as the tip of the wooden sword gradually approached.

For decades, he had never felt so close to death in his path of spiritual pursuit.

Moment.

Several rays of light suddenly lit up on his body, and all kinds of rare magic weapon talismans began to defend themselves.

There are jade pendants, paper figures, and puppets, all of which gush out.

However, when those layers of spiritual power shields encountered the unstoppable wooden sword, they only heard the sound of bubbles bursting, and they exploded in an instant, without the slightest stagnation.

It's like waking up from a dream.

This innate spirit treasure Jing Qing sword, which was obtained from the Dao Sect's Treasure Cliff, showed its full edge for the first time.

At the same time, an old man with a majestic face hundreds of miles away from Cangmang Town suddenly turned his head to look into the distance, his expression was fierce, and he shouted: "Who is it?" How dare you hurt my disciples. ”

At the center of Yang Yiqing's eyebrows, a light suddenly bloomed, and the yellow light collided directly with the tip of the galloping wooden sword.

The castration of the flying sword finally stopped, but it did not retreat.

The wave of spiritual power that erupted between the two of them in an instant instantly stunned everyone within a radius of dozens of zhang.

Lu Caiwei has now stepped into the realm of the second realm of cultivation, but she is still embarrassed, and she fell heavily beside the stone wall on the side, barely keeping her awake.

"Qing'er, shoot!" A loud cheer suddenly sounded in Yang Yiqing's heart.

When the young man who had lost his mind finally came to his senses, he was ashamed, angry, shocked, and all kinds of emotions appeared in his gloomy eyes.

But before he could get angry, another jasper sword shot at him.

This scene, in Yang Yiqing's eyes, was no less than the previous sword.

Monks in the world can usually only cultivate one natal spirit treasure, and the sword cultivators in Sword Immortal City can only have one sword in their lifetime, and the sword is in the people.

This person was actually able to use the sword technique, could it be from the Sword Immortal City, one of the nine holy lands?

What's even more desperate is that this man in a green shirt actually commands two immortal swords at the same time, which not only requires the cultivator to have majestic spiritual power, but also requires incomparably tenacious divine sense control, and what is even more incomprehensible is that.

How did he manage to be able to conceive two natal spirit treasures?

Below the True Immortal of the Immortal Realm, the cultivators who can conceive and cultivate the Natal Spirit Treasure are the worst ones who have the cultivation qualifications of the heaven-level Dao body.

And the person who has two pieces, is it the legendary innate Dao body?

At the beginning of Cloud Cliff City, the head of the Jiang family saw Shen Yu's astonishing move of being able to envoy thousands of spirit treasures at will at a young age, so he completely gave up the idea of doing it.

Yang Yiqing had regained his composure at this time, and was no longer intimidated by the fierce sword qi, his eyes were gloomy, his hands were stretched out, and he made a few strokes in the void, and said coldly: "Fixed." ”

The air in front of him rippled with the flick of his fingers.

The two flying swords were suddenly frozen in the air as if they had fallen into a quagmire.

Shen Yu stepped forward.

Yang Yiqing's right hand kept scratching, and the surrounding aura gradually condensed into transparent arrows, and then suddenly pointed forward and shouted: "Go die!" ”

Arrows are fierce.

Shen Yu stepped out in one step and collided with those arrows with condensed spiritual power, and wisps of blood gradually floated out of the air.

"Look for death!"

Yang Yiqing sneered, but before his smile could disappear, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because the man in green shirt in front of him actually disappeared on the spot, and quietly appeared beside him the next moment.

Even though there were many wounds all over his body, the man's body was as indifferent as ever.

Shen Yu's bland but powerful punch directly smashed into Yang Yiqing's chest and abdomen, and the momentum was heavy, or he bent down to cover his abdomen in an instant.

In the next breath, a palm gently pressed on Yang Yiqing's head.

Shen Yu put his left hand behind him, gently pressed his head with his right hand, and said lightly: "How?" ”

It was obviously a simple sentence, but Yang Yiqing felt a majestic killing intent to the extreme, trembling all over, his face was bloodless, his legs softened uncontrollably, and he knelt directly in front of Shen Yu.

These noble disciples from the sect, cultivators who have not experienced the baptism of war, no matter how high the realm is, there is a lot difference between life and death after all.

Everything happened in an instant.

Shen Yu's right hand slowly exerted force.

Yang Yiqing didn't have the lazy look he had before, his face was full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "No... No.. Spare me. ”

The elder of the Guiyun Immortal Sect, Zheng Xuan, finally reacted and said sharply: "Be merciful!" ”

Yang Yiqing's wrist suddenly lit up, and at the same time, a violent anger sounded from thousands of miles away, "If you dare to kill my Immortal Sect disciple, go to heaven and earth, I will scatter your soul, and there will be no afterlife." ”

When Shen Yu heard this, his expression was indifferent, and his outstretched right hand gently pressed down.

There is a secret method in the Daomen, and the immortals touch the top and point to the road to immortality.

In an instant, thunder rang out.

Yang Yiqing was bleeding from his seven orifices at the beginning, and his meridians were broken.

...

Lu Caiwei looked at this scene in a daze, full of thoughts.

Yang Yiqing's body fell to the ground, and he had already become a bloody man, but there was still a faint trace of breathing.

Shen Yu withdrew his right hand, as if he was still waiting for something.

There was a brief silence.

A majestic voice came from the bracelet, "Immortal Sect disciple listens to the order, catch him, and wait for me to personally execute him." ”

No anger, no sadness, very calm.

But it is precisely because of the calm side that everyone can feel the monstrous killing intent contained in the words.

"Take this man down!"

As the elder with the highest status in this apprenticeship task, Zheng Xuan shouted angrily and went straight to Shen Yu.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen disciples of the Guiyun Immortal Sect who were not in a low realm also rushed over.

Shen Yu's right hand moved slightly, and the blood-colored wooden sword continued to surround in front of him.

In such a disparity situation, he had no intention of retreating, and it looked like he wanted to fight again.

It's a pity that as soon as his momentum rose, the next moment, the sleeve of his left hand was pulled by a person, and then pulled it back hard.

Lu Caiwei glared as she ran, and said, "Stupid, don't run yet, stand here and wait to die." ”

Shen Yu, who was forced to run with no choice but to follow, had a strange expression, sighed after half a sound, and a sword suddenly slashed out backwards, and the sword qi scattered in all directions, blocking the figures of the disciples of the Guiyun Immortal Sect.

Then he pressed Lu Caiwei's shoulder, and the two instantly turned into a rainbow light and fled into the distance.

...

Half an hour later, an old man with a gloomy face instantly appeared outside the vast town, looking at the mess and angry.

Zheng Xuan hurriedly came from a distance and said respectfully: "I have already sent someone to chase after him, as for Yang Yiqing, he is barely alive, but..."

The man with a majestic face said calmly, "Say." ”

"The meridians are broken, the cultivation is completely lost, and the dantian has been broken."

Zheng Xuan cautiously looked at the other party's face, sighed, and said, "It's already a... Wasted. ”

A fierce momentum suddenly emanated from the old man's body, and his head was full of silver threads and rose without wind.

He said in a deep voice: "Pass on my hand, order the Immortal Sect to issue a hunt and kill order, in the entire Dongzu Prefecture, all disciples must do their best to arrest this person, try to catch him alive, if he resists desperately, there will be no mercy!" ”

Zheng Xuan was a little surprised, he vaguely remembered that the last time the sect chased and killed was a hundred years ago, and the person he hunted down that time was an evil demon who had infiltrated from the northern realm.

Zheng Xuan said cautiously: "The person who did it is very young, his talent is very high, and the envoy is the Immortal Sword Spirit Treasure. ”

Young and extremely talented, the Imperial Immortal Sword is very likely to come from Sword Immortal City.

"Now that the third floor of the academy is about to open, where would the younger generation of Sword Immortal City choose such a time to come out."

The old man sneered and said, "If it is really from Sword Immortal City, one of the Nine Holy Lands, you still need to come to us to participate in the assessment. ”

Zheng Xuan thought for a while and said, "That's the case. ”