Chapter 1761

Lei Yunting felt chills in his heart.

He knows better than others that if he goes on like this, he is destined to be unable to hold on!

It's not that Xuanyi's furnace is not strong enough, but that he couldn't lock Su Yi's trace from beginning to end, so that he couldn't find a chance to kill Su Yi!

"Let's do it together and push the Xuanyi furnace with all our strength!"

Thundercloud roared.

The other Supreme Elders did not dare to neglect, and all took action.

boom!

The Taiyi melting furnace roared, reflecting the monstrous divine flame law, and the power skyrocketed a lot.

But it can only play a defensive role.

Su Yi's figure is like a stream of light, flickering in the void, constantly changing directions, and it is not at all that Lei Yunting and others can lock.

But in the same way, it was difficult for Su Yi to conquer the Taiyi furnace for a while.

The power of this Taiwu-level treasure is too powerful. After being fully operated by the immortal kings, it is like an indestructible tortoise shell, so that Su Yi can't find an opportunity to take advantage of.

However, Su Yi did not stop there.

On the contrary, he directly used the sword of the world to kill with all his strength!

boom! boom! boom!

One after another, the sword energy filled with terrifying power poured out, smashing down the world like a gust of wind and rain, slashing on the defensive force supported by the Xuanyi Rongdao Furnace.

That piece of heaven and earth was turbulent, the sword qi criss-crossed, and the void was like a cloth, tearing out a long and narrow crack.

Under these attacks, Xuanyi's melting furnace shook violently and became turbulent.

The Immortal Kings who joined forces to mobilize this treasure suffered repeated blows. Although the domineering sword qi was cut down, although they were finally resolved, they were shocked by their qi and turmoil, and they felt uncomfortable.

"This guy is really Xianjun!?"

Someone screamed.

That kendo power is really too domineering, you don't even have to think about it to know that if it weren't for Xuanyi's melting furnace, they would have been unable to hold on with these immortal kings!

"At this point, don't you think it's too stupid to talk about the tyrant's cultivation base?"

Someone looked ugly.

That is the night of the tyrant king!

A peerless legend who once topped an era in kendo!

Not to mention that he only has an immortal cultivation base, even if he is a mortal body, he cannot be underestimated!

"Master, can't you lock the trace of this son?"

Some people are anxious.

Su Yi's offensive is like a violent storm. If this continues, Xuanyi's furnace may not be destroyed, but these Immortal Kings are destined to be overwhelmed!

In the final analysis, even if they join forces, it will be difficult to fully exert the full power of the Xuanyi furnace.

In addition, the delay in locking Su Yi's trail made it impossible for them to fight back!

"Wait, I don't believe he can always avoid our lock!"

Lei Yunting gritted his teeth.

His face was blue and he must be furious.

Originally, he planned ahead and strategized.

But who would have thought that Su Yi could easily break all his plans with just a strange movement technique that came and went without a trace!

What's more serious is that so far, they still have not been able to capture the trace of Su Yi, so that the situation has become extremely passive.

Boom!

The sword energy is like a long river, falling from the sky.

This world became more and more turbulent, and the violent sword qi was raging, as if the thunder was roaring in the nine days, and some nearby mountain peaks were severely impacted. There were collapsed mountains, collapsed buildings, and smoke billowing.

This kind of movement has already caused the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect to shake up and down again, and countless powerhouses rose into the air to watch the battle from a distance.

"Who is that guy?"

"How could he be so scary?"

"Not good! The headmaster seems to be trapped!"

People were horrified, and they all showed disbelief.

This is the core hinterland of their Wanjian Immortal Sect. I don't know how many killing formations it covers, and there are many immortal kings sitting in town.

There has never been such a big battle in all the time since ancient times!

A person, a sword, kill the central main peak, kill the headmaster and all the immortal kings can only rely on the Xuanyi melting furnace to support!

This is simply shocking!

"We are a kendo sect, but now, we have been killed by a sword cultivator, and they can't even compete with the headmaster."

Someone is lost.

Their Wanjian Xianzong is one of the first Dao Lineage in Wenzhou and one of the great kendo forces known to the world. Even before the Xianyun era, they were even among the "Four Great Swordsmen"!

On the inheritance of kendo, it is definitely the top in the world.

But now, a young man in a green robe is carrying a sword, and those immortal kings who kill the sect can only fight hard. Who can not be surprised?

This has dealt a heavy blow to everyone in Wanjian Jianzong!

Sword cultivators are all proud and conceited.

Between the liver and gallbladder, there is a spirit of Lingyun!

But now, this spirit is being shaken and attacked! !

"Who is that person?"

"How can this be? What shall we do?"

Many people were bewildered and panicked.

Everyone knows that if you rush to kill the enemy, it is no different from moths fighting a fire.

But if they don't rush up, it will make them uneasy!

"The sect is in trouble. As a disciple, how can you stand by and watch? Even if you die, you should go to it generously and live up to the sect!"

Suddenly, some disciples roared, their eyes were red, and their swords were soaring in the sky, about to kill them.

"stop!"

Some senior figures in high positions shouted loudly, intercepted them immediately, and firmly held down those disciples who were rushing forward regardless of their lives.

"You bastards, aren't you afraid of death? But you have to die!"

A middle-aged bearded man roared, "My sword cultivator is not a reckless man!! Knowing it can't be done, how stupid!!"

Many people clenched their hands in grief and indignation.

"Well said! Jianxiu, keep the spiritual platform clear and clear at all times, calm as ice and snow, even if you are mad to madness, you should clearly discern the situation, know what you can do, and know what you can't do."

Under the sky in the distance, Su Yi's indifferent voice sounded, "If I want to kill you, I just need to turn around and I can kill you."

"If you want to use a plan, you can use the life of Tu Mier and others as a threat to force those immortal kings to bow their heads."

"If I want to destroy the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, from the time I set foot on the Qingxia Sacred Mountain, the blood has already flowed into the river!"

These words resounded between the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, with the meaning of contempt and pride.

Everyone in the Wanjian Xianzong trembled, and their expressions were uncertain.

Who can't hear the unspoken words?

The other party has shown mercy!

The other party didn't even bother to clean up their small roles.

The other party never used any conspiracy tricks, but upright, with the sword in his hand, he fought on the central peak!

All of this is indeed a blow to people's dignity.

But no one can deny that these words are not bragging!

Who can't see that as long as the other party is willing, turning around can kill Qingxia Shenshan's blood into a river?

Who can't see that if the other party is the reason, they can completely hold the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect as hostages to coerce the headmaster and others?

But the other party did not do so!

No matter how much he hated Su Yi and hated Su Yi again, Su Yi's dignified and condescending attitude showed that none of the sword cultivators from the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect could accuse them of anything!

Boom!

When Su Yi spoke, he swung his sword to kill.

His figure is erratic, like a flickering light, constantly shifting his position.

And as the sword in the world continued to slash, the sword energy like a tsunami of landslides and tsunamis burst out, and slashed on the top of the Xuanyi melting furnace.

The situation of Lei Yunting and others became more and more unbearable, each one's blood was turbulent, many people's lips were bleeding, and their faces were pale.

Between the brows, it's all haze! !

The young man in the distance, wielding his sword like rain, his sword is arrogant and arrogant, he is unparalleled in the world.

On the other hand, they are like turtles in a urn, and their situation is in jeopardy! !

All this made Wanjian Xianzong anxious and grief-stricken.

abruptly—

A sigh suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Let's all go back."

Accompanied by the sound, an invisible terrifying power suddenly rushed out of the forbidden area behind the Wanjian Immortal Sect, swaying nine days and ten places, causing the nearby mountains and rivers to tremble endlessly!

Su Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly raised his eyes.

In the distance, a thin figure appeared out of thin air.

This is a middle-aged man with a bun on his head, wearing a long gray coat and carrying a purple sword box.

The man's temples are white, his eyes are sunken, and when his eyes turn, there seems to be endless vicissitudes permeating the air. That seemingly thin figure seems to support the backbone of the heaven and the earth, and it has the potential to penetrate the sky and the earth, overlooking the power of the Eight Wastelands!

"A Taiwu-level character?"

Su Yi was astonished, and immediately he sensed something was wrong. There seemed to be something wrong with the aura on this old guy!

at the same time--

Headmaster Lei Yunting and other big figures were all excited, as if the man who was about to drown grabbed the life-saving straw.

"The disciple is ashamed that he failed to kill the enemy, but instead disturbed the ancestor Qingxiu!"

Thunder Cloud Ting showed shame.

The other big men also bowed their heads.

Today, their Wanjian Immortal Sect was indeed bullied home!

And the people up and down the Wanjian Immortal Sect are all boiling at this moment, their chests are up and down, and their eyes are shining.

Even people who don't know the identity of the thin man have already guessed it.

Participating business ancestors! !

Their Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect's Dinghai Divine Needle!

A kendo legend who was famous all over the world as early as the Xianyun era! !

In the long years in the past, it was precisely because the ancestors of the Shang Shang were in charge that their Wanjian Xianzong could firmly occupy the position of the first line of Wenzhou.

Never been shaken! !

"I don't blame you, as that fellow Daoist Su said, in the face of absolute strength, all layouts and plans are not worth mentioning after all."

The thin man shook his head slightly.

As he walked, the sky and the earth were filled with a terrible kendo power, the void was whining and trembling, the mountains and rivers swayed, and it seemed that he could not bear the power of his body!

When he came to the sky above the main central peak, his eyes suddenly became sharp and intimidating, like a pair of divine swords, piercing the sky and looking towards Su Yi.

At this moment, a terrifying murderous intent also locked Su Yi firmly! !

"I am the 19th generation ginseng merchant of the Wanjian Immortal Sect, and I would like to compete with fellow Daoists."

The thin man's eyes were calm and indifferent, "The outcome is determined by life and death."

The words are concise and to the point, eloquent like a sword chanting, with an aura of forcing people to kill.

Heaven and earth are silent.

All eyes were on Su Yi.

Su Yi stroked the human sword with his fingers, raised his eyes to look at the thin man, and said, "You guy, after all, lacks vigor. I have probably seen why you have fallen to such a level."

Saying that, he shook his head slightly.

In his eyes, inadvertently, there was a hint of disappointment.