The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

The figure of Saint Son of Nirvana is as majestic as a pine tree. When he walks out of the hall and stands casually, he has the power to swallow mountains and rivers.

From a distance, the old blind man seemed to be aware of it. He raised his head slightly and said, "Sir, there is something strange about this kid."

Su Yi said lightly: "Do you feel that his age is wrong? His cultivation level is also wrong?"

The old blind man nodded: "Exactly."

"It's normal. Sealing his vitality and cultivation with a secret method is enough to allow him to survive the ups and downs of endless years. Until the seal disintegrates, he can wake up from silence."

Su Yi said disapprovingly, "It's just that this kind of secret method is often controlled by the imperial tradition, and the use of such secret method not only consumes a lot of magical materials, but also requires the caster to pay a certain price."

"Good advice!"

In the distance, Saint Son of Nirvana touched his palms and exclaimed, "I suspected before that you and I were both characters who survived the 30,000-year dark ancient ban. Now it seems that it is indeed the case."

The old blind man couldn't help grinning and said disdainfully: "Little guy, your eyesight is worse than that of my old blind man. You can only call it blind."

What a joke, if Su Yi also survived the endless years of silence, with the power of their ghost lantern lineage, he would be able to sense it immediately.

"Is not it?"

Saint Son of Nirvana frowned, as if he was surprised.

Immediately, he shook his head and smiled, "Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter at this time, does it?"

"For a dying person, these are indeed no longer important."

Su Yi said, stepping forward.

The eyes of Saint Son of Nirvana burst into purple light, staring at the approaching Su Yi, "Want to take action? That's fine, I also want to see how powerful you are!"

As he spoke, his sleeves and robes swelled, and he suddenly reached out his hand and slapped a palm out of the air.

In the void, an illusory purple palm print condensed, surging with wisps of obscure Taoist rhyme, and enveloped Su Yi across the sky.

boom!

Dao light roared, and the void was chaotic.

It's just a palm, but it's like a divine mountain descending from the sky. Such power can threaten the lives of people in the Star Gathering Realm.

And you must know that the cultivation level of Saint Son of Nirvana is only at the level of Yuanfu Realm!

"As expected of the Holy Son of Nirvana!"

Lian Lengyue and other Yinshamen monks watched from a distance, and they were all amazed.

boom!

When the purple palm print came, Su Yi didn't even look at it. With one stroke of his palm, like a knife cutting tofu, the purple palm print split into two and exploded in the void.

"this……"

Lian Lengyue and others' pupils shrank.

The old blind man sighed and praised: "What a knife! It seems simple, but it is indestructible. It is wonderful, wonderful!"

This is not completely flattering. Although the old blind man was sure that Su Yi was related to the "debt collector" before, he had never seen Su Yi take action.

In addition, Su Yi was only in the Bigu realm, making it difficult for the old blind man to treat Su Yi as a master.

But now, when he witnessed Su Yi's attack, the old blind man finally realized that compared to those Yuandao monks in this world, Su Yi's Taoism and power can be described as a monster!

"interesting."

Saint Son of Nirvana's eyes were bright, his figure was flying in the sky, and he took action without reservation.

boom!

He fluttered his hands and made seals in front of him. The purple air steamed in the sky, the light flowed, and amidst the roar, a shadow of a majestic mountain and river crossed the sky, fiercely suppressing Su Yi.

It's like gods lifting mountains and rivers and throwing them into the world!

It has to be said that this Holy Son of Nirvana is indeed very strong, far superior to monks in the same realm, and can even make the worldly Star-Gathering Realm figures bow down! But in Su Yi's eyes, this person's conduct was at best similar to that of "Gu Cang Ning".

Seeing that Su Yi didn't look at it, he made another stroke with his palm.

Click!

The shadow of a majestic mountain and river fell from the sky, falling apart like a bubble.

As the light dispersed, Su Yi's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Holy Son of Nirvana out of thin air, and took a photo with a light palm.

This seemingly understated slap, if it were real, would have turned even the Star-Gathering Realm monks of the Body Refining lineage into a ball of mud.

Whoosh!

To everyone's expectation, the figure of Holy Son of Nirvana disappeared out of thin air, as if the world had evaporated, and Su Yi's palm failed.

"Where are the people?"

Everyone present was shocked. Looking around, even with their spiritual thoughts, they could not catch the aura of Holy Son of Nirvana.

"What a powerful stealth technique!"

The old blind man's expression changed slightly. At this moment, even he could not detect the traces of the Holy Son of Nirvana.

This strange scene is undoubtedly terrifying.

laugh!

Suddenly, a wisp of wind sounded in the void beside Su Yi.

What was faster than the sound of the wind was an extremely fast, almost transparent purple spear tip that stabbed towards Su Yi's back.

Other monks would not have had time to react to such a blow, let alone resist it.

But Su Yi's back seemed to have eyes. His figure suddenly moved one foot to one side, and the index finger of his right hand was slightly in the air.

clang! !

The purple spear tip suddenly made a violent collision sound as if it was struck by lightning, and sparks flew everywhere.

Not far away in the void, the figure of Holy Son of Nirvana also appeared staggeringly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his handsome cheeks.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

The stealth technique of the Holy Son of Nirvana is so weird and powerful, who would have thought that it would be blocked like this.

"The last attack comes first, the enemy is anticipated first, how wonderful!"

The old blind man clapped his hands and praised.

Saint Son of Nirvana's expression was uncertain. The spear in his hand was filled with purple energy and its sharp edge was soaring into the sky. It was obviously a great treasure.

But when facing Su Yi, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy!

"I thought you were very capable. You just mastered a secret technique of stealth related to the Wind Dao Yun."

There was a trace of disdain on Su Yi's lips, and she slapped him with a palm.

Uh-huh!

The figure of Saint Son of Nirvana disappeared again.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly. The charm of the wind is very special, because the wind is invisible. When used in the secret technique of stealth, it is like the free wind between heaven and earth. As long as there is air flow, the wind will appear everywhere.

The spiritual thoughts of ordinary monks cannot see through the opponent's figure at all.

However, this is not a problem for Su Yi.

He has countless ways to force the opponent out and reveal his true colors.

But he didn't do that.

In this case, it is very easy for the other party to realize that something is wrong and take the opportunity to escape.

It is not an ordinary difficulty for a guy who controls the Wind Daoyun to escape, but to leave him behind.

laugh! laugh! laugh!

Suddenly, there was a subtle roar of wind in all directions where Su Yi was standing.

"die!"

A loud shout resounded.

Almost at the same time, under the shocked gazes of everyone, hundreds of purple spear lights suddenly appeared, like a sudden rainstorm, or like a swarm of purple meteors, overwhelming the sky.

The terrifying killing energy completely submerged the void where Su Yi was standing.

Undoubtedly, this is the ultimate move of Saint Son of Nirvana!

But at this moment, Su Yi smiled slightly and said, "I caught you."

boom!

His tall figure suddenly spread out, and the fierce purple gun light exploded all over the sky, disintegrating like rain!

Almost at the same time, Su Yi jumped into the air, his palms like swords, and he suddenly slashed out.

A clear sword energy crossed the sky, and suddenly turned into countless sword energy as small as swimming fish, sweeping across the void.

I have a sword that travels in ten directions, going up to the blue sky and down to the underworld!

Great Joy Sword Sutra - Travel to the Ten Directions!

He saw that the void was like a hornet's nest, with countless sword marks appearing, crisscrossing and densely packed, seemingly endless.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

A deafening explosion sounded, and in the void, there were numerous gun shadows, constantly resisting the sword energy coming from the air.

And the figure of Saint Son of Nirvana was also forced out.

At this moment, he felt like he was facing a violent storm, with sword energy coming from all directions, above and below his head. The sharp cold light was so harsh that it was hard to open his eyes.

However, the Holy Son of Nirvana is indeed not that powerful. Facing such killing attacks, he swung a purple spear and was unable to hit it without getting hurt.

But before he could neutralize the blow, Su Yi had already volleyed towards him, slashing with his palm like a sword.

Great joy! Sword Sutra splits mountains and seas!

That terrifying sword energy reaches the sky and covers the earth, sweeping across the world and being invincible. Just looking at it from a distance makes people fearful and despairing.

"not good!"

Holy Son of Nirvana's expression changed completely. When he was about to dodge, it was too late and he could only attack hard.

clang! ! !

The sword energy collided with the purple spear, causing an earth-shattering explosion. The purple spear flew away and shot backwards.

The entire body of Holy Son of Nirvana was severely smashed to the ground by this blow, and the ground collapsed, creating a large pit.

puff!

He coughed up blood from his lips, and countless muscles and bones were broken all over his body, stained with blood.

The whole place was dead silent and silent.

With one sword, he severely defeated the Holy Son of Nirvana! !

That scene made De Lian Lengyue and other Yinsha Sect monks feel numb in their scalps, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"This level of swordsmanship... is too fierce..."

The old blind man couldn't help but gasp.

Ask yourself, when he was cultivating in the Bigu realm, even though he looked down upon most of the same realms in the Netherworld, he was regarded as a cultivation seed of the Gui Deng lineage that could only be seen in a thousand years.

But compared with Su Yi, he is obviously much worse!

At this time, Su Yi didn't hold back and killed the Holy Son of Nirvana again.

His tall figure looked like a banished immortal, with an invincible power to push him forward.

At this extremely critical moment, the Holy Son of Nirvana suddenly gritted his teeth and opened his mouth to vomit.

Uh-huh!

A flash of silver light suddenly appeared.

If you look carefully, you will see that it is a spiritual bead, with its surface covered with twisted and weird Dao patterns. As soon as it flew into the air, a destructive and terrifying aura filled the air.

Su Yi's pupils were slightly condensed, and the forward figure suddenly stopped, then stayed away from him.

boom!

The sky and the earth within a hundred feet suddenly roared loudly, and the terrifying silver divine flames rose into the sky, bringing with it a raging torrent of power that scattered and defeated the clouds in the sky.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, this magnificent palace and the area in front of the palace were reduced to scorched earth!

This terrifying destructive force shocked Lian Lengyue and others who were watching the battle from a distance. They flew backwards in a mess, each of them looking miserable, suffering heavy injuries, and screaming in pain.

It's not that they don't want to hide, it's that they don't have time to hide!

In the field, Su Yi's figure was empty and unscathed, only his brows were furrowed.

The Holy Son of Nirvana actually took this opportunity to escape.