Su Qingming took a deep breath, then stretched out his hands to the sides and turned his fists into palms.

He didn't even give up, it seemed that he wanted to resist the ten thousand sword rain in the sky with his physical body!

Shen Yizhai saw this scene and sneered: "Look for death!" ”

As soon as his mind moved, the sword qi was even more powerful.

Su Qingming's face did not have the slightest emotion of looking for death, and even looked a little casual, because at this moment of life and death, he didn't even look at those ancient swords.

Bang!

The next moment.

Su Qingming's hands suddenly clasped together.

For example, the monk of Lingyin Temple bent down and saluted, and then a streamer appeared in his palm.

No one knows.

A deep and shadowless long sword was silently grasped by him in the palm of his hand!

A strong sword qi flow came towards him, the young man's body was straight, his sleeves were flying, and the rapid and piercing sound of friction suddenly resounded on the cliffside.

The blade of the sword moved slightly.

Then blood slowly dripped from the sword, which was the blood in the palm of Su Qingming's hand.

He actually caught a sword that the Cave True Realm couldn't match.

Just by virtue of a pair of hands.

...

A moment later, a gentle breeze swept across the mountaintops.

Countless people's eyes widened at this moment, looking at the scene on Sword Shrine Mountain in disbelief.

That's it, the fairy sword 'Taixuan'.

Control the forbidden land of the Sword Sect, the true immortal weapon of the Sword Shrine Mountain.

Shen Yizhai's expression was sluggish at the moment, he saw the young man's palm, which could be described as a desolate night, let him practice for hundreds of years, and he had never seen such a thing.

How is this possible.

How could the 'Taixuan' sword be close to this young man!

...

"You're not dead!" Su Qingming sighed lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the mutation arose!

An illusory figure of a man appeared out of thin air behind the young man, and the phantom slashed into the air, and at the same time, several sharp sounds sounded in the sky.

The clouds were torn apart, bringing out several straight lines of clouds, as if they had been cut by arrows.

The sword light surged in the sea of clouds, and after a while, he came to the top of the sword mound mountain.

This sword light was extremely bright, like the bright moon in the sky, exuding an extremely clear sword intent.

The one who controls this sword light should be a strong man with an extremely high realm, even Zhang Zhi and Hu Yuanjian and others above the sea of clouds are frowning.

The sword intent is strong!

What is a little surprising is that this flying sword is extremely unstable, crooked and twisted, like a villager walking drunk.

The sword light shuttled wantonly on the Sword Shrine Mountain, and then instantly appeared among the other peaks of the Sword Sect, between the main halls.

At the same time, on the Sword Mound Mountain, a terrible cry came from the mouth of the illusory man behind Su Qingming.

"What is an immortal, what is a demon?"

"What is an immortal? What is a demon? ”

The man's voice resounded throughout the top of the Sword Shrine.

Above the sea of clouds, Zhang Zhi, who had always looked indifferent, instantly changed his face the moment he saw the man appear.

The next moment, he appeared next to the sword pool, followed by Hu Yuanjian and Gu Yuanshen.

And this time, the young disciples who came to Sword Shrine Mountain to find the sword dodged the countless sword qi brought by that sword light.

The four halls and the seven peaks rose at the same time as a pillar of sky-high light, blocking the flying sword light from the peak.

In the Sword Sect, countless disciples were all pale, looking at the cliff in horror and falling into the mountain after being swept away by the sword light.

Who is this person? Why is it so crazy to attack the peaks, and why is it so terrifying!

...

Su Qingming stretched out his hand to untie Lu Qian's restraints, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Qian'er, he can't hurt you." ”

The little girl's pretty face was a little dusty, but her expression was not flustered, and she nodded: "Senior Brother Qingming, I'm not afraid." ”

Then, she looked at the man standing not far away, and asked curiously, "Who is he?" That sword just now is a power that can only be found if you have advanced to the Three Realms of Creation, right? ”

Su Qingming stared ahead, his eyes flashed with a trace of memory, and he said for a long time: "Heavenly Sword Peak, I didn't kill him after all!" ”

Lu Qian blinked, a little incomprehensible.

Su Qingming stopped talking, just waited calmly.

As several sword lights flashed, several old men with majestic expressions appeared in the sword pool, and everyone's aura was extremely powerful.

The first is Zhang Zhi of the Law Enforcement Palace.

There is also a woman with a cold temperament, who looks extremely noble in a palace dress.

The first seat of the Ethereal Peak, Murong Tower.

The entire Yuanzhou, and even the few female sword immortals in the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm.

She glanced at the man next to the sword pool, and said with a solemn face: "It's him, didn't the head of the sect beat him to death with his own hands?" How could it be here now? ”

Of course, this sentence is not asked by Hu Yuanjian and Gu Yuanqing, who are both the first of the same peak.

It's Zhang Zhi.

"Senior sister is right, he did have his soul dissipated back then, and now he is here..."Zhang Zhi's eyes were full of memories, and he said softly.

"Hall Master Zhang, who is he?" Hu Yuanjian couldn't help but ask.

Several of the other elders looked at Zhang Zhi with the same expectation.

"Primal Sword Spirit!"

"What!" Several people were full of disbelief,

The Zhenfeng Immortal Sword of Heavenly Sword Peak had already fallen silent in the depths of the Sword Shrine when they stepped into the sect, and no one had sensed its breath for hundreds of years.

The refining weapons in the world, according to the level of the grade, are divided into mortal weapons, magic weapons, spiritual weapons, immortal weapons, and artifacts.

It wanted to deliberately hide, and it wanted to come to the entire Sword Sect, and even the Great Wilderness Ancient Realm could only be counted by a few people.

But today, it actually appeared.

Then, it must be someone who is destined for the Taichu Sword here.

What made several people feel even more unbelievable was that the Taichu Sword Spirit was actually the one who silenced Heavenly Sword Peak overnight thousands of years ago.

Heavenly Sword Peak was the first peak of the Sword Sect back then, and there were more than a thousand disciples in the peak, but they all died under this person's sword.

Only the first and one boy survived.

That is, the current dean of the outer courtyard and Mo Changqing.

Back then, it was also the head of the sect and the master of the four halls that he killed that person, but now in Sword Mound Mountain, why can he still see this person.

Murong Lou and Hu Yuanjian glanced at each other, and they both saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"You're right." Zhang Zhi waved his sleeves lightly, only to see a sharp whistling sound coming from the mountain peak in the distance, and then countless clouds rolled, "He is Lu Shen, and he is also the Primal Sword Spirit." ”

Shout!

The sword light flashed away.

In front of Zhang Zhi stood a long sword that emitted a dazzling light.

As soon as this sword came out, the illusory man who was a little delirious suddenly burst into flames, and then a look of surprise burst into his eyes.

"Hahaha! It turned out to be you! ”

As soon as the words fell, the man's right hand was empty, and the entire sword pool suddenly shook with aura, and the hard ground began to tremble slightly.

"It's ridiculous, a person like you is actually worthy of being called a sword immortal!"

Sword Qi swirled.

The man looked ahead with a wide eye and said proudly, "Compared to this magic sword in my hand, you may have killed more people." ”

Who is the immortal!

Who is the devil!

The next moment, countless sword qi converged into a blood-colored long sword, and then collided straight towards Zhang Zhi.

"Hall Master Zhang!" Murong Lou exclaimed in unison.

Rao is several of them have already been in the Divine Journey Realm, and some of them have even stepped into the Void Realm with one foot, facing the sword that is like a long river.

It is also a trace of irresistible thoughts.

Zhang Zhi's sleeves were blown by the sword qi, and the long sword in front of him moved suddenly without hesitation.

Rumble!

The sword qi collided with the sword qi.

The hard ground cracked in the instant the two swords collided, and then spread in all directions like cobwebs.

The countless psychic ancient swords on both sides were blown by a ripple of sword qi, and they almost bent down the sword body.

A duel between the Void Realm.

actually started the pinnacle battle in the days when the younger generation of Kenzuka inherited the sword.

One is one of the four hall masters of the Sword Sect.

One is the genius of Heavenly Sword Peak who entered the demon thousands of years ago.

Which is stronger and which is weaker?