The Sword Sect is the holy land of the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm of the Sword Dao, and there are countless disciples in the sect, but there are very few people who can really comprehend the way of the sword.

At this time, most of the many young disciples in the Sword Washing Pavilion were outer disciples of the outer courtyard of the Sword Sect, so Murong Lan's identity was special, and he could hear some kendo secrets in the mouths of some kendo powers.

Sword immortals practice swords, and there are six potentials.

And the sword light is the initial stage of comprehension required for the differentiation of sword light, one of the six potentials.

Over the years, she has only seen a few young disciples who have been able to cultivate the sword mang, and all of them are the proud sons of the heavens of each peak.

And Su Qingming can actually do it!

What kind of person is he?

Elder Liuyun has been practicing for a hundred years, and he also knows the weight of a young disciple who can cultivate the sword, at this time, his face was solemn, and he subconsciously clenched the long sword in his hand.

Su Qingming didn't let Liuyun wait, this is one of the hole cards after rebirth, if it weren't for the eyes of that person to look at him, he didn't want to expose it.

The sword light he condensed can increase the attack of the sword move and break through the opponent's defense.

With only one Ning Yuan Realm of Liuyun, it can't be stopped at all.

Sure enough, as the long sword slashed forward like a bamboo, Elder Liuyun subconsciously raised his sword to his chest to block.

Bite!

The moment the two swords touched, Liuyun's long sword, which had been smelted with a little refined iron, shattered into several sections.

Su Qingming's sword momentum did not stop, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Liuyun's protective blue light.

Countless people's eyes widened and they stared closely at the battle between the fields.

The aura was transformed into mana, and the spiritual lake in the body automatically emitted a mana light shield to protect the flowing clouds.

This is a skill that every cultivator will get after stepping into the Ning Yuan Realm.

If the mana is strong enough, it will be almost difficult for the magic weapon in the world to break through the mana shield and really hurt the fragile body of the immortal cultivator.

Although Elder Liuyun was only at the second layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, his mana from a hundred years of cultivation was extremely strong.

At this moment, Su Qingming's originally indomitable long sword stopped, but the tip of the sword was still stabbed on the mana shield, and between the two, a depression deepened at a slow speed.

"Sue... Brother... Is it so fierce? Hu Yanzhen exclaimed.

"Is he a disciple of the Qi Induction Realm? When will I be as dashing as him! ”

"It's already reached his limit, the mana shield of the Ning Yuan Realm can't be broken at all."

...

Outside the Sword Washing Pavilion, several young disciples who had consulted Su Qingming before whispered, no one could have imagined that Elder Liuyun, who was in the Ning Yuan Realm, would actually be forced to almost be stabbed in the flesh.

Su Qingming's expression was calm, and this blow had exhausted all the spiritual power in his body.

Even the Ruin Sword was faintly shaken.

"Today, I will break his shield and hurt him with a sword!"

Su Qingming's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, at this time, he had already tried out the gap between himself and Liuyun, as long as his cultivation was promoted to the seventh layer of the Qi Induction Realm, he could find an opportunity to kill him.

And more importantly, the man has come.

"Broken!"

Su Qingming roared angrily.

Liuyun's face changed drastically.

Because in the next moment, the originally stagnant sword tip seemed to have been injected with great spiritual power.

One inch.

Half an inch.

...

Poof.

A streak of blood splattered!

Su Qingming, he really did it!

A disciple of the Qi Induction Realm actually pierced the mana shield of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Break the body with a sword!

Liuyun looked at the small wound on his chest, it was not serious, but at this moment he felt endless humiliation.

For a moment, everyone looked at them with mockery and contempt in their eyes.

Ning Yuan Realm's...

Rubbish!

Liuyun could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart, he just wanted to kill the young man in front of him at this moment, and torture this person who brought him endless humiliation to death.

"!!"

The long sword in Liuyun's hand slammed into the sky, piercing the sky with his powerful mana.

The sea of clouds in the sky seemed to be swept by this sword qi and began to tumble incessantly.

Murong Lan and the others couldn't help but exclaim!

"Edgeworthiness!"

Ning Yuan Realm cultivators can use the imperial sword to attack, and Elder Liuyun had left his hand in the past, but at this time, he didn't care about being in the Sword Sect, and wanted to kill Su Qingming with a sword.

Several people glanced at each other and shouted in unison: "Uncle Liuyun, no!" ”

The next moment!

The sword momentum is still there!

The flying sword with Liuyun's shame and anger pierced the sky, and the cyan sword light suddenly flew towards the young man in the sword washing pavilion.

At this time, Su Qingming's spiritual power in his body was completely lost.

On the other side, when Lu Qian saw the killing sword, he couldn't help it anymore, and he wanted to block in front of Su Qingming's body with a dodge.

However, the arm was pulled by another person.

Lu Qian looked back, but it was Murong Lan.

She struggled hard, glared at her angrily, and said loudly, "Senior Sister Lan, why are you stopping me, Senior Brother... Senior brother, he can't block this sword. ”

Murong Lan shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect you to be so affectionate to him, don't worry, the person who saved him is here." ”

The words just fell.

A sword light flew in.

Rumble!

There was a sound of gold and iron colliding from the Sword Washing Pavilion, and then, a huge mana fluctuation exploded the entire pavilion, and countless pieces of rubble and smoke flew out in all directions.

"Ahh Some of the disciples who were close to the pavilion were caught off guard and were hit by the rubble, letting out a bitter cry.

Hu Yanzhen subconsciously asked, "Senior Brother Su, are you still alive?" ”

Lin Hong, He Wensi and the others glanced at each other and shook their heads silently, under such an attack, how could a disciple of the Qi Induction Realm live?

Not to mention the violent mana collision in the back, it was the sword full of killing intent of Uncle Liuyun before.

Su Qingming, how can he escape?

Elder Liuyun hated him deeply, and he didn't hesitate to use the sword technique that only Ning Yuan Realm cultivators could perform, as well as the sudden sword light.

Many people couldn't help but show a look of pity at this moment, even if Su Qingming was nothing more than a waste in their eyes.

But after all, he is still a disciple of the Sword Sect.

It's a pity!

Lu Qian only felt that his heart had stopped beating at this time, and the originally colorful scenery outside his line of sight had almost turned into black and white.

She had never been so heartbroken.

In the past three years, the bits and pieces of Senior Brother Qingming have surfaced in front of me.

Acquaintance, acquaintance, companionship.

After three years of waiting, she originally thought that her senior brother would finally be able to practice today, and she finally opened her heart to herself.

But at this moment.

All hope was destroyed by a sword.

She pushed away Murong Lan beside her and ran towards the Sword Washing Pavilion like crazy.

The smoke and dust gradually cleared.

All eyes were on the ruins.

The handsome young man smiled at Lu Qian from afar.

On the other side, the old face seemed to decay even more at this moment, and the dead air almost turned into substance.

He looked up at the mountain road in the distance, and said in a cold voice: "Mo Changqing! ”

Then, an ink-colored figure slowly appeared, and walked in front of everyone's eyes step by step.