Yi Guanhun, just inviting the Confucian ancestors, cannot be regarded as the law of heaven and earth.
The realm of Tao is the foundation of the law, heaven, and earth.
At this moment, Su Li's consciousness escaped into a void space, but he could feel the golden blazing sun outside and the sword intent soaring into the sky.
Shangyang Sword Emperor, as a former Taoist swordsman of the Taoist sect, was invincible as soon as he was born.
In the era that Shangyang Sword Emperor lived in, perhaps he was even more invincible than Yang Jian.
Now that the Tao realm was revealed, Su Li stared at the Tao realm of Shangyang Sword Emperor, and his heart was shocked.
The sun is blazing in the sky, and the golden sword is coming.
The dragons and phoenixes were auspicious, and the four spirits were fluttering. The mighty spiritual power was like the Milky Way falling from the sky, falling with the light waves of the blazing sun, and leaning on Su Li's body mightily.
Su Li was bathing in the sunshine, and when he opened his eyes, they were filled with sword light.
"The Imperial Sword is extremely difficult."
"My way is not suitable for your way. I can teach you the heart of the Imperial Sword, but I cannot teach you the way of the Imperial Sword."
"My Dao Realm contains three thousand swordsmanship and one eye of the blazing sun. I will help you today. I need to sleep for a while. From now on, I will have to rely on you."
The voice of Shangyang Sword Emperor resounded in Su Li's mind, and suddenly, Su Li's consciousness returned to his body.
"bass--"
When Su Li opened his eyes, he saw Yang Jian opposite him, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, suspended in the air.
Behind him is a huge figure.
The attired soul is wearing a golden robe, holds a ruler in his hand, and wears a golden crown on his head, looking majestic and majestic.
This is the Confucian Yasheng Zhang Ling.
One of the most powerful figures in Confucianism.
It was obvious that the soul of the Confucian sect had come out, but everyone present could not stand Yang Jian and only looked at Su Li.
The three saints looked solemn and Qing Lingtian was thoughtful.
At this moment, everyone was shocked by the golden figure behind Su Li.
That is the back of Shangyang Sword Emperor, with his back facing the common people.
Su Li took a long breath, he finally understood why Shangyang Sword Emperor wanted to lend Su Li a ray of sword soul.
The effect of this ray of sword soul is similar to that of the Confucian sect's robe soul. It is a powerful force that belongs to the ancestors, but is allowed to be borrowed by the younger generations.
Now Yang Jian relies on Yi Guanhun to show extremely terrifying power.
And behind Su Li, there is also a ray of sword soul.
The golden light of the sword soul made all the powerful gods present feel a powerful threat. Even the Three Saints did not dare to breathe at this moment.
"Su Li is indeed blessed with great fortune!"
"This guy possesses the Heavenly Spiritual Root, understands the power of Confucian mantras, understands the Taoist Golden Light Curse, and carries a ray of existence similar to the spirit of clothes. He..."
"I'm afraid this Su Li is the most terrifying existence among the younger generation!"
Everyone gasped and raised their heads to look at Su Li floating in the sky.
"Su Li, the battle between you and me is not over yet!"
At this moment, Yang Jian was extremely furious, and everyone's praise should have been directed towards him.
But Su Li's appearance stole all his limelight.
Yang Jian is a disciple of the Confucian sect, and Su Li is a disciple of the Taoist sect.
Yang Jian has the soul of clothes, and Su Li has the soul of sword!
Yang Jian has an invincible golden body, and Su Li has a golden light curse!
All of this seems to be tit for tat with Yang Jian.
For a moment, Yang Jian's heart was full of bad breath that could not be dissipated. At this moment, Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly turned around, and a powerful spiritual power roared towards him.
"I will kill you with one move."
Yang Jian roared and his eyes began to turn red.
"call……"
Su Li currently holds power that does not belong to him, but he has absolutely no intention of coveting it.
After all, this power was lent to him by Shangyang Sword Emperor.
"Since Senior Sword Emperor lent me a ray of sword soul, I just take this opportunity to develop my own way of swordsmanship."
Su Li calculated in his mind that he had been studying the fifth sword of the Shangyang Sword Emperor, which was the Fifth Sword of the Emperor.
It's a pity that he used to not be able to see through Emperor Shangyang's sword moves, but now that he recalls it a little, he seems to have some impressions.
Now facing Yang Jian, the Four Emperor Swords may not be enough to kill him and the Yi Guanhun behind him.
There is only one way for Su Li to win.
Emperor Sword Five, ask the sky.
"Yang Jian, are you crazy?"
At this moment, Hongjun, one of the Three Saints, yelled loudly. Yang Jian's eyes were red at this moment, which was a sign that he was overdrawing his life.
In order to kill Su Li, Yang Jian was almost crazy.
"Ahem..."
"Master, he is a Taoist disciple, I will kill him right now!"
Yang Jian coughed out a mouthful of blood, and then said ferociously.
"The world says I am the most aggressive, and I think so too."
"Su Li, can you block my halberd?"
Yang Jian looked as ferocious as a demon, but he had no trace of the demeanor of a Confucian disciple.
At this moment, the purple-robed hunter made a sound, and the halberd in his hand was blessed with great power.
"Mantra, a hundred times more powerful."
"Mantra, one hit will hit!"
"Speak to the sky and strike the dragon with a halberd!"
Yang Jian kept roaring and threw the halberd in his hand instantly.
The Yi Guanhun behind him actually slowly took action at this moment, and his huge body slapped the ruler down hard on Su Li.
That infinite power emerged instantly.
"No, take action quickly!"
The Three Saints glared angrily. Yang Jian's fatal blow may have cost him a hundred years of Yangshou. In order to kill Su Li, Yang Jian no longer cared about hurting innocent people with this blow.
There are thousands of people in the stands. If they were hit, they would die instantly.
"Take action!"
The three saints immediately ducked at the same time and appeared in front of the stands on the other side.
Qing Lingtian also flashed over in an instant, stretched out his hands, and a ferocious tattoo suddenly appeared on his left arm.
Taiyi, the elder of the Sword Sect, also drew his sword at this moment and stood beside the four of them.
The leader of the Ice Soul Sect, Master Bing Jue, sighed and immediately took action.
"Together?"
Qing Lingtian asked with a smile. Only by gathering the strength of six people could he protect the people behind him.
"Together!"
The Three Saints nodded, and instantly a golden light condensed in front of the stands, which would block the shocking blow for everyone.
Six strong men who transformed into gods guarded the stands, protecting the place from water to air.
No matter how powerful the two juniors are, they will never be able to break the protective circle formed by the six people.
"Attack No. 1, if Yang Jian enters the form of a god, no one can stop his attack..."
"Su Li is dead!"
"It's a pity that a genius died just like that..."
Everyone who was protected by the four gods said one after another.
At this moment, no one can stop Yang Jian, and the rest can only be left to Su Li.
"Is it the first to attack?"
Su Li frowned, and the sword spirit behind him slowly turned around. A sword sound was slowly transmitted. The sword spirit of Shangyang Sword Emperor held a long sword as bright as the blazing sun and struck at the clothed spirit.
The Shangyang Spirit Sword in Su Li's hand also released a dazzling light.
"In this battle, either you die or I die!"
Su Li gave it a try and let out a loud roar.
Swordsman, keep moving forward!
"My sword has five!"
"Ask the sky!"
As soon as the sword came out, Sword Soul and Clothes Soul, Shangyang Spirit Sword and Fang Tian Huaji, Su Li and Yang Jian.