Chapter 1781: Qingming is a real fairy!

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"Senior Brother Jian Wuya... defeated?"

Looking at the scene on the stage of life and death, countless audiences were dumbfounded, dumbfounded, with an unbelievable look.

You know, Jian Wuya has already used 12% of his strength just now, and his fighting spirit is shocking.

If you change to someone else, you will be in the sword storm of "Supreme Sword Art", you will definitely not be able to hold on for so long, and you will lose out long ago.

Jian Wuya not only broke through the siege, but also tried his best to stab the last sword.

Who knows that this full-strength sword only cut off a strand of Yunfei's hair.

Such a huge power gap is beyond everyone's imagination.

Jian Wuya is not a weak person, but a once-in-a-century swordsman, the closed disciple of Elder Ling Fengzi. Even if he is defeated, then Daozi Han Xiao is back. I am afraid that he is not Yun Feiyang's opponent.

At this moment, Yun Feiyang looked at Jian Wuya condescendingly, with sharp eyes, and coldly said: "You are proud to be able to hurt me a bit! However, this is your limit, a mere mortal body, unable to compete with me. If you don't want to die, get out of the stage!"

Hearing such arrogant words, countless disciples in the audience were filled with righteous indignation, raging, and clenched their fists.

But no matter how angry they are, they are helpless in the face of such a situation.

Without strength, how can we speak of dignity?

Now Yun Feiyang showed an extraordinary and holy cultivation level, which was not comparable to them.

Even Jian Wuya lost, and the others came to power, and it was no different from sending him to death.

"Do not!"

Suddenly, Jian Wuya was covered in blood, completely ignoring the serious injuries on his body, struggling to get up from the ground, clenching the Tiandu sword.

The Tiandu sword was covered with his blood, which was shocking.

However, Jian Wuya still held him stubbornly, looking at Yun Feiyang, and said every word: "I...I haven't lost yet! I have one last sword!"

"Oh?"

Yun Feiyang raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

At this moment, Jian Wuya was already in a state of running out of oil and light, his inner strength was almost exhausted, and even the sword was a little unstable.

In this state, what trick can he perform?

"I have been practicing swords at the age of six, and I have been obsessed with swords for more than 20 years now. Finally, I live for the sword and die for the sword!"

"As a swordsman, I will never back down, I won't fall until the end of my life!!"

"With a sword in your hand, it is better to have a sword in your heart and a sword in your heart. It is better to have a sword without a sword, and a sword without a sword. It is better to bury a sword. The heart is like a sword mound, and ten thousand swords can be buried.

"The next trick I will use is called'Burial Sword', which is what I realized in my heart, please enlighten me!"

Speaking of the end, Jian Wuya's eyes revealed the color of resolution, completely putting life and death away.

The name "Burial Sword" is both a burial sword and one's own body!

At this moment, even though Jian Wuya's inner strength was almost dry, and it was the end of the force, yet another sword intent burst out of his body.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, an unprecedented sound of swords did not come from Tiandu Sword, but surged out of Jian Wuya's body, resounding throughout the world.

As if there was a horrible existence in his body awakened, he made his first voice to the world, showing his existence.

For a while, everything was silent between heaven and earth, and only this high-pitched sword sound remained.

"Buzzing buzzing!"

In the entire valley, the swords hung from the waist of a million cultivators screamed, and there was a shock, as if they were about to unsheathed, rising to the sky, bravely killing the enemy!

This sword intent agitated, like a king in the sword!

Under the world, could it be the king's soil, the shore of the land, could it be the king's minister!

All the swords in the world seem to be its subjects!

Jian Wuya used his own will to communicate the invisible sword aura between the world and the earth, causing this vision.

...

"What a burial sword!"

In the audience, the elder star picker nodded slightly and exclaimed sincerely.

Although this magical power was not used, it has not been fully released, but the extraordinary features revealed are already commendable.

Jian Wuya was young, but his knowledge of kendo was not inferior to certain elders. This "burial sword" is fully qualified to be included in the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Yunhai Immortal Gate for later disciples to learn.

Moreover, Jian Wuya has also realized the realm of "no sword", there is no sword in his heart, everything can be without a sword, it can stretch for thousands of miles, killing invisible!

"Humph!"

Yun Feiyang sneered and curled his lips disdainfully: "It's fancy, vain, ignorant and fearless! No matter, I will show you Taishangzong's tricks, and let you see what the real magical powers are!"

"Thousand-Dragon-Kill!"

As soon as the voice fell, Yun Feiyang waved the long sword in his hand, and hundreds of sword auras surged out, as if they were transformed into stegosaurus with teeth and claws, whizzing and rushing, unstoppable.

What is shocking is that every stegosaurus is completely different, as if it is a unique individual, containing a unique vigor.

In the depths of the ruins, there is a cliff with a magical stone wall called "Thousand Dragon Wall" underneath, which is carved with patterns of exactly one thousand dragons.

No one knows where the "Thousand Dragon Wall" came from, but in each dragon, there is a domineering and unparalleled Qi Jin technique. Ordinary people can accomplish a great cause by learning one of them.

Yun Feiyang once sat in the "Thousand Dragons Wall" for several years, comprehending that Qianlong Qi Jin, and finally realized this trick "Thousand Dragons".

One Dragon Tengyuan, Two Dragons Battlefield, Three Dragons Xuanhuang, Four Dragons Rising Clouds, Five Dragons Driving the Fog, Six Dragons Falling into the Sea, Seven Dragons Generating Wind, Eight Dragons Thunderbolt, Nine Dragons Flying, Ten Dragons Transforming God, Hundred Dragons Roaring into the Sky, Thousands Long Zhuxian!

And now, Yun Feiyang displays this trick "Thousand Dragons Slay", every inner strength is transformed into the image of a dragon, and he shoots towards Jian Wuya, carrying the momentum to sweep the world, as if he is trying to harden Jian Wuya. Strangled.

Even across a long distance, the many disciples of the Yunhai Immortal Sect present could feel the terrifying energy fluctuations. They trembled deep in their souls and did not dare to move.

Looking at the scene where thousands of stegosaurus converged, even the elders changed their colors.

"I didn't expect... this Yun Feiyang's strength has reached such an unpredictable realm, he is truly an unpredictable power!"

"It's not difficult to transform a dragon with internal strength, but the difficult thing is that each dragon is not only different in shape, but also completely different in type. There are thousands of divine dragon Qi Jin, born out of the legendary'thousand sky wall'. It's so shocking!"

"Besides, this guy doesn't know what secret treasure is on his body that can hide his breath, even we can't see his cultivation realm!"

"Hey... I don't know if Master Nephew Jian Wuya can take this trick!"

For a time, thousands of dragons screamed, shaking the world, weeping ghosts, and the situation changed its color!

As the chief disciple of the Taishangzong, Yun Feiyang was sent to the Yunhai Immortal Gate to smash the scene, which represented his great power and possessed countless magical powers.

And "A Thousand Dragons Killing" is one of his most proud magical powers, used to deal with the sword Wuya that is already at the end of a crossbow, like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer!

In his eyes, as soon as Qianlong kills, Jian Wuya is already a corpse, and there is no possibility of survival!

...

On the opposite side of the stage of life and death, Jian Wuya's accumulated sword intent had also reached its peak.

A thick dragon-like sword aura condensed above his head, like the chant of an ancient god, and there were signs of collapse in the surrounding space.

"Stab!"

The sky was split, the blue sky was split through, and the sky seemed to be divided into two.

It is impossible to describe the power of this "burial sword" in words, the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the sword intent is above the sky.

Under this sword, the gods above the Nine Heavens and Yan Mo below the Nine Nethers seemed to be wiped out.

"boom!"

Under the eyes of everyone, this "burial sword" collided with the Thousand Dragon Killing. The wind and cloud changed dramatically, the stars trembled, and the strong energy wave was like a mountain torrent bursting a bank and went in all directions.

Many disciples who were closer were swept by the energy wave and flew up to the sky, embarrassed.

"Crack! Click! Click..."

"Burial Sword" was extremely powerful in sword energy, constantly tearing apart the stegosaurus.

The first, second, third, tenth, hundredth...

The terrifying energy lasted for several minutes.

The original unstoppable Thousand Dragon Killing was destroyed, and there was no stegosaurus left.

However, the power of "Burial Sword" was also consumed completely and turned into nothingness.

Between heaven and earth, peace was restored.

"thump!"

After displaying the Burial Sword, Jian Wuya's body was empty, and he didn't even have the strength to stand, and his body crashed to the ground.

His "Burial Sword" and Yun Feiyang's "A Thousand Dragons Kill" are no different.

However, at this moment, let alone fighting again, he couldn't even move his little finger.

But Yun Feiyang remained unharmed, maintaining his peak combat power.

In a sense, he was indeed defeated.

Opposite, Yun Feiyang squinted his eyes halfway, his eyes bloomed with a cold glow, and he looked straight at Jian Wuya, and a thought emerged in his mind——

"You can't stay here!"

This time Yun Feiyang came to hit the scene, not only to avenge Tai Shangzong's ten thousand years ago, but also to take this opportunity to strangle the young genius of Yunhai Xianmen.

These young geniuses determine the future of the sect. If Yun Feiyang kills them all at once, then the Yunhai Immortal Sect will be seriously injured, and it will not be far from the decline.

Thinking of this, Yun Feiyang suddenly shot, chasing light and electricity at a swift speed, and blasted Jian Wuya with a punch.

Jian Wuya couldn't move, and had no power to fight back, so he could only let this killer strike.

"not good!"

Many elders in the audience were anxious to see this scene.

Jian Wuya is the best disciple of the younger generation. He is destined to become the true immortal of Crossing Tribulation, and his future achievements will not be weaker than the current Seven Seas of Clouds.

If he died this way, it would be a great loss to the sect.

But the rules of life and death have been passed on for thousands of years, even the elders dare not break.

It's just a matter of time.

"Boom!"

Above the dome, a sudden change occurred, and a spatial tunnel suddenly appeared, like a turbulent flow of time and space, the entire valley seemed to be shaken, and the ground cracked with cobweb-like cracks, extremely terrifying.

Seeing this scene, everyone present changed a lot and was horrified.

You know, this floating island where the Yunhai Immortal Gate is located is blessed by countless large formations. It is solid and will not be easily destroyed. What a terrifying force is this?

Where is the sacred coming?

"Huh!"

Just when everyone was shocked, a beam of light fell from the crack in the space and instantly hit the clouds flying.

Yun Feiyang's body was shaken, as if he had been petrified, his fist was only a few inches away from Jian Wuya, no matter how he urged his inner strength, it would be difficult to advance.

Then, a majestic voice came from the crack in space:

"Bold! A junior of the Supreme Sect, who dares to come to my Yunhai Immortal Gate to be presumptuous, don't you put the deity in his eyes?"

Between the lines, there is a supreme and supreme spirit, just like the emperor is coming to dust.

Hearing this voice, Yun Feiyang's pupils shrank sharply into needle-like shapes, just as a mouse saw a cat. All the arrogance before disappeared and he exclaimed:

"Qing Ming true fairy!"