Chapter 363

The little purple sword swept through the air and twirled, illusory as if it were not real.

But when they saw this sword, Chu Yukou and everyone in the Yuelun Sect in the distance were throbbing, and their expressions suddenly changed.

What kind of treasure is this?

"Soul treasure?"

In the distance, Su Yi was surprised.

"Sure enough, I can't hide from my fellow Daoist's discernment. Zi Yujian is a secret treasure of soul cultivation. For the past fifty years, it has been nurtured by me in the sea of ​​​​knowledge."

A smile appeared between Qiu Hengkong's brows, "This sword is extremely psychic, it fits with my sword heart, and its might is boundless. When I got this sword's approval in Jinhong Demon Mountain back then, I couldn't even imagine that I would have it. Such good fortune, what a blessing."

The words are emotional.

Obviously, being able to get Zi Yujian to recognize his master is something he is extremely proud of.

"Being able to get the soul sword to recognize the master is enough to prove that your swordsmanship is good."

Su Yi nodded.

The so-called soul treasure is the treasure that is used by the power of the soul.

Because the divine ingredients required for refining are extremely harsh, they are extremely rare and rare in the world.

The secrets of refining such treasures are generally in the hands of the soul cultivator, and only the great cultivators of the spiritual path who have condensed the "Spirit of the Soul" are capable of refining.

For example, in the Great Wilderness Kyushu, even among the first-class soul cultivators, only the core disciples have the opportunity to obtain the "soul treasure" from the elders of the sect.

And in Qiu Hengkong's hands, being able to get such a Soul Dao Secret Sword is indeed no different from getting a great fortune.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

In the distance, Qiu Hengkong let out a light drink, and saw that Zi Yujian flashed out of thin air and disappeared abruptly.

Disappeared!

Only in the "spiritual thoughts" of Yuandao cultivators like Chu Yukou, can they barely capture the three-inch-long Zi Yujian straight like a ray of illusory light, slashing towards Su Yi.

It's almost unbelievable, comparable to teleportation.

If such a sword were to deal with a character in the four realms of martial arts, it would be destined to be killed on the spot without being aware of it!

Even against the same Yuan Dao cultivator, with the power of the Soul Dao Secret Treasure, it is enough to give the opponent a fatal blow when caught off guard!

However, Su Yi is different from other martial artists. Although he is in the realm of the innate martial arts, he has already condensed his spiritual sense in the master realm.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to be helpless.

Seeing a flash of divine light in his eyes, the power of the divine soul condensed a secret cyan sword, which burst out from the place between the eyebrows.

A Qi Slaughtering God Art!

That cyan secret sword is the "Slaughter Sword" condensed by the soul.

clang! ! !

The sound of a tearing eardrum resounded.

Seeing that the three-inch-long Zi Yujian was blocked, it was severely slashed, and the sword body shook violently before shooting backwards.

This fatal blow was resolved like this.

But it seems easy, but in reality, if you change to other Yuan Dao cultivators, even if you can block it, you will be afraid that your soul will be traumatized!

In the distance, Qiu Hengkong, who was manipulating Zi Yujian, flickered, his lips groaned, and his face turned pale.

Manipulating the Soul Dao Secret Treasure with Divine Sense will also affect one's own Divine Sense and Divine Soul when it is impacted.

"Fellow Daoist is really good, and he actually has the secret technique of the soul, and the power of the soul is powerful enough to shame a cultivator of Yuan Dao like me."

Qiu Hengkong sighed with emotion.

He really did not expect that Su Yi not only possessed divine sense, but also possessed an incredible divine soul secret technique, which made his Zi Yujian lose its deadly deterrent power.

In the distance, Chu Yukou looked gloomy and uncertain, full of shock and anger.

This is already the eighth move that Su Yi has used.

But so far, Qiu Hengkong has always been at a disadvantage, how can he not be shocked, how can he not be afraid?

The atmosphere of the Moon Lun Sect also became dull.

Everyone could see that Zi Yujian was the trump card of the Supreme Elder Qiu Hengkong, but in front of Su Yi, this trump card seemed to have no effect.

This made everyone have a bad premonition in their hearts.

And three hundred feet away, Cha Jin's tense heartstrings finally loosened a little, and only then did he realize that his hands were tightly clenched, and his fingernails pierced the skin on his palms, creating a faint tingling sensation.

"The soul sword is useless to me, do fellow Daoists have other means?"

Su Yi asked.

"Naturally."

Qiu Hengkong took a deep breath and flicked his fingers.

clang! clang! clang!

Under his fingertips, the Chiling Sword, Qinghe Sword, and Zi Yujian all trembled violently, resonating in unison, and the sword chants resounded like a tidal wave.

The breath of the three swords merged together in a wonderful way.

Qiu Hengkong's aura was also pushed to the extreme, and there was a faint sweat dripping from the brows, obviously concentrating all of his power on the three swords used by the royal family.

"For the past fifty years, I have sharpened the Qinghe sword with my cultivation, the red ling sword with my blood, and the Ziyu sword with the power of my soul. Until now, I have allowed these three swords to blend with my life's avenues. The power of their combined strike has not yet been shown to the world."

In the awe-inspiring and calm voice, Qiu Hengkong looked at Su Yi from a distance with a smile, "Today, let's invite fellow Daoists to take a look!"

I saw his hands suddenly pressing in the void, and his tongue burst into spring thunder:

"go!"

Swish!

The Qinghe Sword was the first to swept out, and the three-footed sword was as sharp as a horse, bringing the blue and golden light to the sky.

Immediately following, Chi Lingjian and Zi Yujian roared out one after another.

The three swords, connected end to end, turned into a straight long line, and when their breaths blended together, their power also skyrocketed.

The vitality of the heavens and the earth surged in all directions, making the power of the three spirit swords integrated into one even more terrifying.

"This……"

The spectators were all stunned.

"As expected of me, the Great Elder of the Moon Wheel Sect, the No. 1 Swordsman of Great Wei in the past hundred years!"

Chu Yukou was shocked.

Qiu Hengkong's sword is the culmination of his fifty years of hard work. His cultivation, spirit, qi and blood are all integrated into the three swords.

"What a terrible sword, I don't know how to take this sword..."

Cha Jin's nervous heart seemed to jump out.

"it is good!"

In the face of this sword, Su Yi exclaimed in admiration, and the fighting spirit in his eyes skyrocketed.

He finally stopped keeping.

The sleeve robe waved, and the Xuanwu sword suddenly resounded with a passionate chant, slashing out a three-footed sword energy.

As soon as the sword came out, it seemed like the finishing touch, showing an indescribable charm, seemingly invincible, able to separate the heaven and the earth.

It also seems to be moving forward, cutting the fetters of heaven and earth and breaking the shackles of reality.

This is Su Yi's kendo skills and spirit, all in one sword, just one sword, blending his cultivation base, spirit, physical strength, into the rhythm of the five aggregates of nature and spirit, so that the three feet of sword energy, radiates unprecedented power.

When this sword came out, the twilight of the sky was washed away, the void was dark, and there was only a touch of fresh air, which became the only light.

Happily its sword, cut down the world!

boom!

Between heaven and earth, the three swords of Qinghe, Chiling, and Ziyu pierced the sky, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and a comet hitting the moon, coming with a monstrous momentum.

And the sword that Su Yi cut out also appeared in the sky.

Three feet of sword qi against three spirit swords!

clang--!

The heaven and the earth trembled, and the sound was like thunder.

First, Qing Hejian couldn't bear it and shot back.

Immediately after, the Chiling Sword was also defeated, swaying backwards.

Seeing that Su Yi's three-footed sword qi was about to compete with Zi Yujian, an incredible scene happened——

The defeated Qinghe Sword and Chiling Sword spun around, came to the back of Zi Yujian, connected end to end, and then snapped together.

Clang!

The three spirit swords merged again, and their power became even more terrifying than before.

In the distance, Qiu Hengkong smiled.

This is the sword he has honed in his 50 years of retreat. He uses the power of kendo with his cultivation, soul, and physical strength, and hides all variables and murderous intentions in it. It is far from being as simple as hitting hard.

But the next moment, Qiu Hengkong's smile suddenly solidified.

Seeing Su Yi's three-footed sword energy, suddenly five sword mountains appeared, which looked like ancient mountains, and brought the majestic power to suppress everything.

Undoubtedly, his strongest sword has hidden variables, but Su Yi's three-foot sword qi also hides the wonders of the Great Dao!

Boom!

In the eyes of everyone, the three-footed sword qi and the three spirit swords collided violently, and a torrent of terrifying destruction erupted like the sky collapsed.

In that void, there was only this piece of light left, and everyone's vision became white, their ears were deaf, and all perceptions were affected.

Only Chu Yukou could clearly see that a vast and terrifying destructive energy spread from the junction of the two to all directions in an instant, like a hurricane that ravaged the sky.

When those auras of destruction spread to the ground, the dojo in front of the mountain gate of Mount Rama with a range of 100 meters was like being smashed into pieces, and it was smashed open, and the ground was torn out in thousands of eye-catching cracks.

Three hundred feet away, Cha Jin dodged far away for the first time.

The aura of destruction is too terrifying, and a mere wisp of it has the power to crush a mountain!

"Who wins and who loses?"

In the eyes of most people, the sword displayed by Qiu Hengkong's 50 years of hard work, even if the cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty is here, he will also be robbed and die. No matter how strong Su Yi is, he should not be able to stop him. Live, even if not fall, at least be seriously injured.

It was Chu Yukou, who also speculated in his heart.

But when the smoke and dust dispersed, everything returned to silence, and a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Seeing that above the void, the turbulent flow gradually extinguished, the light dissipated, and a three-foot sword qi touched Qiu Hengkong's throat three inches.

The sword energy was clear and ethereal, which stimulated Qiu Hengkong's Adam's apple skin to form a layer of goose bumps.

His face was pale, his eyebrows were full of shock, his body was stiff, he didn't dare to move a little bit, and deep in his heart, there was an unstoppable throbbing emotion.

Su Yi's sword broke through his strongest blow, and Qiu Hengkong even thought that he would definitely die when the sword's edge hit his throat.

Because at that moment, he had no chance to resist at all!

"Why, fellow Daoist...don't kill him?"

After a while, Qiu Hengkong raised his eyes slightly, looking into the distance, his expression was complicated, and there was still a look of horror between his brows.

far away.

Su Yi held the sword hilt upside down behind his back, hunting in green shirt, standing proudly in the void, transcendent like an immortal.

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ps: Before 7 pm, strive for 2 consecutive games~

Su Yi said that he hasn't asked for a monthly pass for many days, and he has no motivation to pretend to be forceful~