The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

Qingluo's clean white robe was torn and stained with blood.

His hair was disheveled, he was injured numerous times, and his situation was extremely miserable.

But Su Yi didn't stop.

Qingluo claims that his most powerful killing technique is a pair of fists.

What Su Yi is doing now is to use his fists to completely destroy the opponent on his most proud road in one fell swoop!

In the final analysis, although Qingluo's power in the late stage of the spirit transformation realm is far superior to that of the same realm, it is enough to suppress the great monsters in the spirit phase realm such as Yingque.

But in Su Yi's eyes, he is comparable to Qingshuang, a sword cultivator in the spiritual realm from the Tianxuan Realm.

boom!

Su Yi's sleeves and robes fluttered, his palms clenched into fists, and he came in with a killing blow.

The general trend is bright fist!

In Buddhism, the great power represents wisdom, light, and the resolution of disasters.

According to rumors, there is a powerful Buddhist who attains the status of Bodhisattva. He is known as Mahasthamaprapta and is revered as Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva. He possesses boundless magical power and is worshiped by Buddhist monks.

And such a boxing technique comes from Xiaoxitian, the first Buddhist holy land in the wilderness, and is listed as one of the most powerful and powerful ancient boxing techniques among the nine schools of Xiaoxitian.

Those who practice this boxing technique will have the power to subdue dragons and tigers, be brave and courageous, and have the heart to drive away evil spirits and destroy demons!

At this time, as Su Yi played such ancient Buddhist boxing scriptures, his power was as awe-inspiring as a god, shaking the heaven and earth.

Qingluo sensed the danger and evaded immediately.

But in the end, he was hit by the fist that enveloped all directions.

boom!

His figure was shot backwards, and there was a crisp sound of bones breaking in his body.

Inside the ruins of Qunxian Sword Tower, Ning Sihua, Cha Jin, and Wen Lingxue were all shocked.

Before, they were worried that Su Yi was no match for Qing Luo. After all, even Ying Que and other spiritual realm beings were suppressed and killed by Qing Luo.

Who would have thought that from the beginning to the present of this battle, although Qingluo has shown terrifying combat power that far exceeds before, he has been steadily suppressed by Su Yi!

He couldn't even hurt Su Yi at all!

"I haven't seen you for several months, and I don't know what kind of adventure Su Daoyou has experienced in Daxia, and he has become so powerful that it is unbelievable..."

Ning Sihua was in a daze.

"Young Master was never defeated when he was in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it is the same now!"

Cha Jin showed pride.

Wen Lingxue was taking care of Wen Changtai and his wife who had been rescued before. Hearing this, she felt inexplicably emotional and recalled many memories from her previous days in Guangling City.

outside world.

"You guys must have a great background!"

Qingluo's face was covered with blood and he looked miserable.

But he didn't seem to care, staring at Su Yi, as if he wanted to see through his whole body.

boom!

Su Yi came to kill again.

Seeing this, Qingluo's eyes filled with a cold and determined luster, and he murmured: "I won't lose!"

The voice was still echoing, and suddenly a wave of destructive power spread out from his broken and bloody body.

boom! !

Su Yi's palm shot out of the air was blocked by a bright silver glow that emerged in front of Qing Luo, and collapsed.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Qing Luo's body seemed to be burning, with transparent silver flames rising up.

His long black hair turned snow-white in an instant, and his skin was dim and cracked inch by inch, as if he had been drained of life and had aged countless years.

But his eyes were as bright as the blazing sun and could not be looked into.

He put his right arm back, stretched out his hand to draw the sword, and could clearly see that there was a snow-white edge emerging from the spine of his back.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

Every time the snow-white edge is pulled out, a harsh and chilling roar breaks out, like the sound of the teeth of a demon rubbing against each other.

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People shudder.

"Feeding the sword with one's body?"

Su Yi showed a strange look.

The so-called feeding the sword with the body means that the practitioner uses the body as a sword-raising furnace, using his own cultivation and essence and blood as nutrients to temper and nourish the spiritual sword, so that the spiritual sword becomes a part of the body, regardless of each other.

The sword is there for everyone, but the sword destroys everyone!

Generally speaking, very few sword cultivators use this secret method to raise their swords.

Not to mention being too domineering, it is also very easy to go to extremes. Once something goes wrong, it will hurt yourself.

"When I awakened, this sword was sealed in my spine."

In the distance, Qingluo whispered, "I'm sure that as long as I pull out this sword, I can retrieve my memory and know who I am and where I come from."

As he drew his sword, a chilling and terrifying aura emerged, causing the earth to tremble and the void to become chaotic.

"But I don't dare to do that."

Qingluo sighed softly, "Because I know better that after drawing the sword, all the life in me will be swallowed up by this sword."

The voice contained a complex flavor, filled with fear and helplessness.

But the movements in his hands did not stop.

When he said this, the snow-white spiritual sword contained in his spine appeared out of nowhere!

Clang!

The roar of the sword is like the roar of the ancient gods and demons, stirring the sky and disturbing the wind and clouds.

The unparalleled dazzling sword light was like the burning sun, extremely bright, illuminating the sea area extremely brightly.

If you look carefully, this sword seems to be made from white bone jade. It is crystal clear and the aura it exudes is terrifying.

On the hilt of the sword, two tiny characters twisted like earthworms were engraved:

God’s fault!

boom!

At this moment, under the pressure of the sword's power, the power of the Nine Ultimate Sealing Formation that was originally covering the distance collapsed.

In the ruins of the Immortal Sword Tower, the light curtain suspended in front of Ning Sihua and others shattered and disappeared with a bang.

"this……"

Ning Sihua and others' expressions changed, and their hearts became more nervous than ever.

No one expected that the sword Qing Luo sacrificed at this last moment would be so terrifyingly powerful, which made them all worried about Su Yi.

at the same time--

When he saw this sword, a strange color appeared in Su Yi's eyes, what a demon sword!

"Sometimes, I suspect that I am the slave of this sword. Everything I own, including my life, is destined to be controlled by it."

Qing Luo whispered, then he shook his head, looked at Su Yi, and said with a smile, "However, if I can kill someone like fellow Taoist with this sword, it will be worth my life."

His originally handsome face had become old, his hair was as white as frost, and his cracked skin was dull.

Only the spiritual sword in his hand is so dazzling that it cannot be looked at!

It was at this time that Su Yi finally spoke and said: "I will not die, but as a sword slave like you who was chosen to use your body as a sword, you will definitely die."

"Chosen? Sword slave?"

Qingluo frowned, "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

Su Yi said: "Your previous speculation is correct. This is a very rare demon sword. You are just its chosen slave. Not only will your memory be deprived of you, but your Taoism, cultivation, and life will also be lost forever." will be its food.”

Qingluo's pupils were slightly condensed, and then he laughed: "It's just a sword, how can it bite the master? Fellow Taoist, when you say this, are you trying to mess up my state of mind and seek a chance to survive for yourself?"

Undoubtedly, he did not believe what Su Yi said.

"Time is running out, fellow Taoist, I'll send you on your way first!"

Qingluo said, suddenly leaping into the air and slashing with his sword.

boom!

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A dazzling snow-white sword energy crossed the sky, blazing and dazzling, and the terrifying and boundless aura made the whole world wail, as if surrendering.

Just that kind of power can kill any spiritual transformation monk in the world!

Su Yi did not retreat.

The moment Qingluo attacked, he shook his head slightly, stretched out his right arm, and pointed a finger in the air.

An obscure sword energy swept up.

It was transformed by a breath of the Nine Hell Sword.

It seems to be an understatement and simple, but when this sword energy swept out, an indescribable and supreme pressure quietly appeared.

The originally chaotic void, disintegrating clouds, and turbulent sea surface all fell into a strange state of stillness as if they were completely suppressed and imprisoned at this moment.

The entire sea area with a radius of thousands of miles was shrouded in a terrifying and terrifying pressure.

Um?

Qingluo's pupils suddenly shrank and his whole body became hairy. Is this?

boom!

Suddenly, a shattering explosion sounded in this silent and oppressive world.

Then they saw the brilliant sword energy that Qing Luo slashed, like fragile glass, collapsed under Su Yi's sword!

This scene shocked Qingluo to the point of collapse.

This is the trump card he paid for with his life!

He was confident that under this blow, even a great monk in the spiritual wheel realm would be doomed to death!

But now, Su Yi, who was only at the Star Gathering Realm, was easily defeated! !

Before Qing Luo could regain his senses, Su Yi's sword slashed through the air without losing any force.

Qingluo waved his sword to resist.

clang! ! !

Amidst the deafening explosion, the snow-white sword flew away from his hand and shot backwards far away.

Qingluo was shocked and seemed to be in disbelief.

He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Su Yi in the distance, and murmured: "What you just said...is true?"

Su Yi said: "I wouldn't lie to a dead man."

"Am I...really just a sword slave who can't control my life..."

Qingluo's eyes were empty and soulless.

His body was suddenly cracked piece by piece, and then turned into fluttering ashes.

When he pulled out the spiritual sword named Shenjiu before, almost all his life was swallowed up by the spiritual sword.

Even though Su Yi's sword energy was blocked at this moment, the terrifying power had completely shattered his body and soul.

At this point, this young man with strange origins has died!

"It would be easier for you to die like this."

While muttering softly to himself, Su Yi turned around and looked into the distance.

The peerless demonic sword that had been stored in Qingluo's back buzzed and trembled on the sea surface hundreds of feet away, spreading out waves of demonic and bright silver light.

It was clearly visible that there was a shocking crack on the originally transparent body of the sword.

Those were the marks made by Su Yi's sword!

This was beyond Su Yi's expectation, because he didn't expect that this sword could block a breath of the Nine Hell Sword!

"Kill my sword slave and injure my sword body. I will remember you and I will repay you tenfold in the future!"

And when Su Yi looked over, a cold voice with boundless anger came from the demon sword called Shen Jiu.

Uh-huh!

The sound was still echoing, and the demon sword pierced the air and disappeared into the vast horizon in an instant.

"Sure enough, there is a complete demon spirit dormant inside this sword..."

Su Yi was thoughtful.

The moment he saw this sword before, he roughly guessed some reasons.

Until he saw this scene, his suspicion was confirmed.

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ps: The second update will be a little late~