Chapter 1771： Supreme strong

The Shushan Sword Sect is indeed here.

Lu Yi strode over.

It was broken everywhere, with densely knotted cobwebs. On the mottled bluestone slab, there were many sword marks, and there were dry blood stains everywhere. Not far away, there were many bones.

"What exactly has the Shushan Sword Sect experienced?" Lu Yi was surprised.

Obviously, there has been a big battle here.

The Shushan Sword Sect was the No. 1 Sword Sect in the world, and it was actually destroyed by the disaster. Lu Yi couldn't understand, who had such great ability?

There are dozens of sword palaces on the mountain. It can be seen how brilliant it was, but now they are all ruined and barren.

Lu Yi walked through all these sword palaces, and finally sighed, preparing to go down the mountain, but at this moment, a loud cry came, shaking the mountains, and the birds and beasts scattered in the forest.

"Someone?" Lu Yi was startled, and quickly swept towards a sword palace.

Before it got close, another cry came. Suddenly, the leaves of Wanmu withered, forming a violent wind like ocean waves, very terrifying.

Lu Yi encountered this strong wind and was knocked out.

"puff!"

With a mouthful of blood, Lu Yi's face was full of amazement. You know, he is now a master on the verge of the other side, but he can't resist even a cry.

"Who is it?"

Lu Yi looked ahead.

"Woo..." The third loud cry came, and the whole area of ​​Shushan was buzzing, and several sword palaces instantly collapsed and turned into dust.

Almost at the same time, Wanshan shook, as if opening up the world, and in an instant, dense white lines appeared in the sky, connecting them into a large array, covering all the sword palaces of Shushan.

"This is... a great formation protecting the mountains?"

Lu Yi was surprised.

After a while, Wan Lai was silent and silent, as if nothing had happened. Lu Yi waited on the spot for a while, made sure it was safe, and walked slowly towards the huge sword palace.

Finally, a figure appeared in Lu Yi's sight.

The man was thin and old, dressed in a tattered gown, with messy long hair, sitting on the steps in front of the sword palace like a beggar, like a sculpture.

Master!

Lu Yi's hairs stood up all over.

Although the man sat motionless on the steps, the aura exuding from him was very shocking, like Shen Yuan who could not see to the bottom, unfathomable.

Lu Yi couldn't even see his cultivation.

After gritting his teeth, Lu Yi continued to move forward. When he got closer and closer to that person, Lu Yi only felt that his skin was about to explode, and the terrifying power made his scalp numb.

"Senior!" Lu Yi called out softly.

The old man was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard him.

"Senior, can you hear me?" Lu Yi raised his voice slightly, but the old man still ignored him.

At this time, Lu Yi clearly saw that the old man's clothes were embroidered with a delicate little sword pattern. That is the symbol of the Shushan Sword School.

"Senior, are you from the Shushan Sword Sect?" Lu Yi asked again.

The old man still ignored Lu Yi, as if he hadn't noticed anyone approaching him. He lowered his head, stared at the steps, motionless, if it wasn't for his breath fluctuations, he would make people think he was a dead person.

"Oh!" Lu Yi sighed, "I think how brilliant the Shushan Sword School was back then, but it's a pity, now there is only Senior."

Looking up at the dilapidated sword palace, Lu Yi continued: "It's hard to imagine that the world's number one sword sect will fall like this, senior..."

Lu Yi turned around, his voice stopped, because the old man who had just sat on the steps had disappeared without a trace at this time, as if such a person had never appeared before.

Could it be that I met God resisting?

Lu Yi's heart jumped.

Divine resistance is something similar to souls. After some great figures with high cultivation bases die, they still have thoughts in their hearts. Therefore, the souls remain in the human world and form God resistance.

This is just a legend, Lu Yi also saw it in the book, he has never seen it in reality.

But if this old man hadn't resisted the gods just now, how could he suddenly disappear from under Lu Yi's eyelids without causing Lu Yi's slightest notice?

"Shushan is not a good place, it is better to leave as soon as possible."

Making up his mind, Lu Yi decided to leave.

Suddenly, a cry of "Woo" resounded through the sky and the earth, like a thunder in the sky, frightened beasts galloped, the mountains trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"It's him... the old man just now." Lu Yi was horrified.

He saw the old man again, and saw that old man like a ghost, shuttled back and forth in the Sword Palace of Shushan, flickering east and west, extremely fast.

As far as Lu Yi could see, he could only see a vague shadow.

"Woo..."

The crying ceaselessly, like a tsunami erupting, is deafening, especially in this quiet mountain, the echo is rolling, making the whole body cold.

Lu Yi followed, he wanted to see what happened.

The old man wandered around in the sword palace. Finally, he walked towards the back mountain of Shu Mountain. Lu Yi followed him, exhausted his whole body, and used the fastest speed, but he was still far behind.

"What kind of cultivation is this old man, and why is it so terrible?" Lu Yi was shocked.

I don't know how long I have been walking, the sky is dark, the crooked moon hangs high, and in the dead of night, a desolate atmosphere fills.

The once powerful sword sect in the world, in the end, such a situation makes people sigh.

Finally, the old man's figure stopped.

Lu Yi also stopped.

The old man looked up at the sky, and Lu Yi followed him to the sky. Lu Yi was stunned as soon as he raised his head.

I saw a majestic mountain in mid-air. This mountain was bare, without a weed on it, standing in the air, like a divine sword thrusting into the sky.

The old man turned his head abruptly and stared at Lu Yi. His hollow eyes were muddy and his expression indifferent. He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming to my Shu Mountain?"

The dense murderous intent almost lifted Lu Yi away.

Lu Yi hurriedly clasped his fists in his hands, and said respectfully: "Senior, the kid is looking for immortals and imitating Tao..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man started, and a big hand came to Lu Yi to explore.

Upon seeing this, Lu Yi knew that he was invincible, so he backed away quickly.

However, the old man's speed was too fast, he had no time to retreat, so he had to sacrifice Xuanyuan sword and cut it out.

"Chang!"

The old man's big skinny hand did not escape, and he grabbed it straight forward, Xuanyuan Sword slashed on the back of his hand, sparks shot everywhere, unscathed.

Lu Yi was terrified. Xuanyuan Sword was the number one artifact in ancient times. After using his full strength, he didn't even cut the opponent's skin. It would be unbelievable if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

"boom!"

Lu Yi's golden fist smashed towards the old man. This time, he exhausted all his strength, and the Nine Turns Golden Body broke out completely.

"boom!"

Like a divine sound, there was a big collision, Lu Yi's whole body numb, and his whole body flew out.