Chapter Seventy-Four: Kaishu (II)

In the huge corpse cave, the wind and clouds surged, and the sword intent was monstrous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhao Yi, as a Tiandan monk, although he suffered from the villain's plot and his cultivation slipped to the realm of Xudan, but the sword of the Xudan monk full of sword intent was amazingly powerful.

After he handed out a sword, there was a violent wind in the cave, and wisps of blue light intertwined and opened, the momentum was huge, and the power was even better.

However, with such a powerful sword, the fine iron sword exchanged for three or two hanging silver coins could not withstand it, after all, this fine iron sword was not the spiritual treasure of the immortal family, and it could not contain the spiritual energy.

And the 10,000-year-old immortal bones of the four grades of the Ruin Dan were directly cut off by Zhao Yi's sword, and on the skin around him, countless scars as thin as silk threads could be seen, staggered and horizontal.

Although Zhao Yi only handed out this sword, but the sword intent was so strong that he had already allowed the sword qi to be intertwined into a sword net, if it weren't for the rough skin and thick flesh of this corpse king who had not been transformed for ten thousand years, otherwise he would have been shattered by Zhao Yi's sword for ten thousand pieces.

"What a sword out of the sleeve, the immortal lowered his eyebrows!"

Chu Tianqing was shocked when he saw the sword handed out, but he didn't forget to praise in his heart, he quit the five senses at this time, and used his divine sense to feel Zhao Yi's sword technique and sword intent of opening Shu with a sword, only to feel that the mystery was extraordinary, that sword was not only superb in swordsmanship, but also majestic in sword intent, with momentum like a rainbow and earth-shattering power.

The ancients did not deceive me!

Six hundred years ago, the poet Li Qingbai wrote, "One sword breaks through 90,000 armors", it is true that it is true.

The sword of Tiandan Sword Immortal opened Shu, and it was really mysterious!

Whether it is a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, or an immortal cultivator, it is not uncommon to refer to the moves of the predecessors, and then turn them into their own use, which are all other people's moves for their own use, but they can be divided into two kinds, similar to gods.

Ordinary monks use swords and knives to imitate the moves of a certain sword and swordsmanship, at most they can only achieve a few points of resemblance, and it is extremely difficult to achieve god-likeness, after all, looking at its shape, understanding its god, if you want to be god-like, then the imitator must have a very high level of understanding to comprehend.

The sword that Zhao Yi handed out just now was just a simple once, not to mention any mysterious swordsmanship, but the momentum and power of this sword opening Shu were huge, and this was the charm hidden in the sword.

Once a move has Shen Yun, then its power is also very different, which is not comparable to ordinary moves.

For Chu Tianqing, it can be said that it is a great benefit to be able to see the sword of the Tiandan monk with divine charm, and this time the sword viewing will undoubtedly be of great help to him in his future kendo practice.

After killing the 10,000-year-old immortal bone, Zhao Yi still held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and a trace of exhaustion could be seen on his face, Chu Tianqing couldn't help grinning when he saw this, and laughed out of place in his heart, daring to love this Tiandan Sword Immortal and himself are all the way, and if he handed out a sword, he would have no back hand.

But then again, it is indeed not difficult for Zhao Yi to defeat the immortal bones of the four grades of the Rui Dan with the cultivation of the third grade of the Rudan, but even if the immortal bone was severely damaged, after all, it is an old zombie who has been cultivating for nearly 10,000 years, and it is obviously impossible to win it easily.

How can an evil thing that can enter the realm of Ruin Dan be a fuel-efficient lamp?

If you want to kill this 10,000-year-old immortal bone, you have to fight for 300 rounds to distinguish the winner from the loser, and Zhao Yi only used a sword, and directly slashed it under the sword, besides, that sword is not a high-grade spiritual treasure magic weapon, but just a mortal-bladed iron sword that is not surprising.

Therefore, it can be seen how powerful this sword is.

Although Zhao Yi's cultivation fell to the third grade of the Xuan Dan, after all, he was a monk who had advanced to the realm of the Heavenly Dan, coupled with his good understanding of the way of the sword, the power of this sword was no longer the height that ordinary monks of the three grades of the Xuan Dan could reach.

Qingshan opened Shu with a sword, looking at the realm of Xudan, who would dare to take it head-on?

Don't say that it is a four-grade Ruidan immortal monk, if you want to resist, it is not easy, such a sword, looking at the Ruin Dan realm, can be said to be invincible and can touch the threshold of the Tiandan realm!

And if you want to use such a powerful sword, the consumption of Zhao Yi will naturally not be less, so it is reasonable to show a tired color under your eyes.

Zhao Yi saw that the long sword in his hand had been shattered to the point that only one hilt remained, so he threw it back to Chu Tianqing and said, "Chu boy, the old man used a little more force, and he broke your sword." ”

Chu Tianqing took the hilt of the sword, threw it away when he saw it was useless, and waved his hand: "Senior Zhao, where are you talking about this, it's just a mortal-bladed iron sword with three taels and two silver coins." ”

"You don't say that like a sword practitioner. Zhao Yi smiled freely.

"Then according to the meaning of the seniors, what is a sword practitioner?" Chu Tianqing asked.

"Since ancient times, swordsmen cherish swords, and a sword in their hands should be cherished as if it were life. Zhao Yi said.

When Chu Tianqing heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said: "The swordsman who cherishes the sword that the predecessors said is just the criticism of the ancients.

The so-called words that people save swords and swords destroy people are just heroic words that moan without disease.

In the whole world, how many swordsmen will be the stupid people who coexist with the sword?

"Oh?" Zhao Yi couldn't help but be interested when he heard this, and then asked: "The old man wants to hear it, according to your words, what is a swordsman?"

Chu Tianqing said with a smile: "Swordsman swordsman, so the name is a guest with a sword, there is a sword in his hand, he walks with a sword, and if he has no sword in his hand, he has a sword in his heart, and he is a swordsman." ”

Zhao Yi couldn't help laughing when he heard Chu Tianqing's words, and exclaimed: "You kid, it's really interesting, the old man likes to listen to these words, and it is very similar to the kid surnamed Tang three hundred years ago!"

"Kid surnamed Tang?" Chu Tianqing was slightly stunned when he heard this, his face was suspicious, and he asked, "What the senior said, could it be Tang Yi, the master of Suoyun Pavilion?"

"Tang Yi?" Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and stroked his silver-white beard, as if he thought about it, and replied: "It seems to be called by this name, but the old man and the boy surnamed Tang only have one side, could it be that you know him?"

The corners of Chu Tianqing's mouth twitched, this is more than just acquaintance, the Tang Yi in your old mouth is his Chu Tianqing's master!

Speaking of Tang Yi, the one-armed old man Zhao Yi showed a little relief on his face, and said: "When the old man saw that kid had a good face, his temperament was very compatible with the old man, so he passed on some swordsmanship and swordsmanship to him, what is the relationship between you and Tang Yi, Chu boy?"

Chu Tianqing's palm, an invisible qi machine appeared out of thin air, although it was invisible, but how keenly the perception of immortal cultivators, Zhao Yi, as a Tiandan monk, could not feel it, the qi that appeared in Chu Tianqing's palm was the sword intent, and it was similar to his own sword intent.

Chu Tianqing shook his palm, and the qi dissipated, and he said respectfully: "The Tang Yi that the old-timers said is the master of the kid. ”

"No wonder the old man thinks that your kid has a familiar feeling, it turns out that he is a disciple of the kid surnamed Tang. Zhao Yi laughed and said when he heard this, and then his tone paused, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Three hundred years have passed, I didn't expect that the fledgling swordsman boy back then could also become one of the pavilion masters of the Shuyun Seven Pavilions. ”

Chu Tianqing didn't know how to answer, and it didn't affect the interest of the one-armed old monster chanting poetry, so he had to nod noncommittally.

Zhao Yi continued to ask: "Since the old man, who is the current master of Shuyun Sect?"

When Chu Tianqing heard this, he said without thinking: "Back to the old man, now the head of Shuyun is Mo Tianxiang, the head of Mo. ”

Zhao Yi stroked his beard and nodded: "It is reasonable for the senior brother's personal disciple to take over as the head of Shuyun back then, Mo Tianxiang's talent is not weak, and he enters the realm of Ruin Dan once in a hundred years, which is a material that can be made." ”

Chu Tianqing pursed his lips, his expression was slightly gloomy, and said: "It's just that Master Mo is no longer Shuyun now, and half a month ago, Master Mo went down to Tiandao Peak and went to Beixuan, in order to find the Tiandan Avenue that Zhao's predecessors could not find." ”

"What!" Zhao Yi couldn't help but look sad when he heard this, and asked rhetorically: "Mo Tianxiang came out of Shu and rushed to Beixuan to ask?"

Chu Tianqing nodded, this news is naturally not known to everyone in Shuyun Sect, but as a personal disciple, he has also heard a little about the fact that Master Mo came out of Shuyun, but he has only heard of it, and he does not know the truth.

Zhao Yi's expression couldn't help but darken, his face sank, and a wisp of coldness could be seen in his eyes, even if Chu Tianqing crawled out of the pile of dead people at the Kyushu Conference, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw that look.

In Zhao Yi's eyes, there was really a hint of murderous intent.

Monk Tiandan's face was murderous, what a terrible thing would it be?

However, the murderous intent in Zhao Yi's eyes came and went quickly, and it disappeared in an instant, and his complexion calmed down after a moment, and he sighed faintly.

"The old man asked Beixuan back then, he was calculated by the sinister villain, and almost died, those insidious young people are the monks of Beixuan, Mo Tianxiang The kid rushed to Beixuan on this trip and asked, I'm afraid that he will follow in the footsteps of the old man!" Zhao Yi shook his head and sighed.

"Well, when the old man obtains the Longling Immortal Grass under the center of the earth and recovers his cultivation, he will go to Beixuan again, so that he can find those sinister old guys in the Kyushu Immortal League and settle the old score!" Zhao Yi said in a deep voice, and immediately pointed to the 10,000-year-old immortal bone that was cut in two by Zhao Yi, and said to Chu Tianqing: "There is also a 10,000-year corpse pill there, you can take it yourself, it will be helpful for your future cultivation." ”

When Chu Tianqing heard this, he looked at the place where Zhao Yi's finger pointed, and the flesh and blood were blurred in the half-black corpse, and if he looked at it intently, it could be seen that in those flesh and blood that were so red that they were blackened, there was a jet-black bead, exuding a cold light.