The high-pitched sword cry suddenly sounded, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks, impassioned, and the bright sword light illuminated the heaven and earth, sweeping towards Feng Bugui.
Everyone in the venue looked surprised. They never expected that Ji Yuanhao would act so domineeringly, sending his men to kill people at the slightest disagreement.
However, if Feng Bugui is the Sword Saint of the Miao Territory, how can he be the same person as Yi Yi?
He suddenly pulled out the large ring sword from his waist. The sword was polished and sharp, and he faced the sword light with the power of splitting mountains and slaying mountains.
"Cut it in two!"
Feng Bugui's momentum was like a rainbow, and all his martial arts were integrated into this sword, destroying the dead, splitting the yin and yang, and shattering the space.
Even from a certain distance, many powerful people around can feel the terrifying power.
Just as the swords were about to collide in the air, a strange smile appeared on Elder Lu's lips, as if some trick had succeeded.
Suddenly, Elder Lu's aura became ethereal, his long sleeves fluttered, and his wide belt fluttered. It was like an immortal descending into the world, shocking the world, and the entire world became his domain.
"In the sword is the emperor, who commands the swords of the world. One sword can conquer the wind and clouds, but I am the sword of the soul!"
"Original Soul Sword—go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small crimson sword, only three inches long, suddenly floated out from between Elder Lu's eyebrows.
Judging from the size alone, it has no lethality and is not something to be afraid of at all.
However, as soon as this swordsman appeared, Feng Bugui felt the unprecedented pressure of death.
Years of combat experience told him that he should retreat immediately, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Thinking of this, Feng Bugui secretly made up his mind, forcibly took back the large ring knife that had been chopped out, and prepared to retreat.
Unexpectedly, that small crimson sword was incredibly fast, shooting towards Feng Bugui like a burning meteor.
At the critical moment, Feng Bugui subconsciously raised the large ring knife, trying to block it.
However, the small crimson sword passed directly through the large ring knife and shot into Feng Bugui's forehead.
At first glance, there wasn't much movement, it was quiet.
Suddenly, Feng Bugui's body shook violently, as if he had been shocked by electricity.
"thump!"
Immediately afterwards, his burly body fell to the ground.
From the outside, he did not suffer any damage, but the huge vitality in his body was quickly dissipating, and he was obviously dead, and he could no longer die.
…
quiet!
Deathly silence!
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes, as if they were hallucinating.
The Miao Jiang Sword Saint has not returned, but he is a real strong man. His swordsmanship of "cutting two with one sword" is powerful and has a great reputation.
No one could imagine that Elder Lu killed him with just one sword.
That understatement was as easy as crushing an ant, effortlessly.
At this time, Elder Lu held the sword secret in his hand, raised his head slightly, scanned the audience, and said proudly:
"A third-rate swordsman uses the sword as his weapon; a second-rate swordsman uses the sword as his main weapon; a first-rate swordsman uses the sword as his friend; none of them are worthy of the Tao! My sword is based on the sword as my life, the sword as my soul, and my body as a sword.
My soul is the sword! I am the sword, and the sword is me!”
His voice is like the sound of Buddha preaching or the immortal king preaching sutras, with a hint of indescribable mystery, which contains the truth of the great truth.
Suddenly, a warrior looked at him from a distance, as if he had noticed something, and exclaimed:
"You...you are Lu Dongxuan, who was famous all over the world thirty years ago?!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a bomb hitting the calm water, causing a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
"Lu Dongxuan? Is he the Chunyang Sword Immortal?"
"Slash Qingming from the top and Youquan from the bottom, and fly the immortal Lu Dongxuan with one sword!"
"Didn't he disappear long ago? How could he become the elder of the Xuanyuan Ji clan?"
For a moment, all the strong men in the field were shocked.
Lu Dongxuan is a strong man who became famous thirty years ago. He can fly to the sky with one sword, kill demons and eliminate demons, and is known as the "Chunyang Sword Immortal".
Unlike many masters present, he is a casual cultivator without any sect.
If you want to become a powerful person, talent, perseverance, opportunity, guidance from famous teachers, etc. are all indispensable.
Logically speaking, it is almost impossible to attain the Great Dao without joining the hidden sect.
But there is another possibility, that is, someone with a great chance will find the cave of a peerless powerful man by accident and obtain the treasures and secrets in the cave.
People like this are known as "loose cultivators".
Lu Dongxuan received the inheritance from a certain mysterious senior and practiced Chunyang Sword Technique, which made him famous for a while.
But everyone never expected that when he returned to the world, he would become the elder of the Xuanyuan Ji clan.
Moreover, the magical swordsmanship just performed was not a pure Yang swordsmanship, but an unheard of and unseen magical power.
At this time, Elder Lu continued to speak:
"In order to pursue the supreme path, I joined the Xuanyuan Ji family and was fortunate enough to receive the inheritance of the 'Original Soul Sword'. I practiced hard for thirty years and finally mastered this sword. It uses the soul as the edge and spiritual consciousness as the blade.
It reaches the sky of Yuxiao above, reaches the Nine Nether Yellow Springs below, opens with yin and yang, controls the five elements, spans the world, and looks out in all directions!"
…
Hearing these words, a strange color flashed in Ye Fan's eyes in the distance.
He could feel that Elder Lu's natal Yuan Shen Sword was not an entity, but was condensed by divine consciousness. It had the same purpose as his own Zhan Xian Fei. They were both supreme magical powers specializing in divine consciousness.
If the enemy has not practiced the method of protecting his spiritual consciousness, no matter how powerful he is, he will be attacked and killed instantly.
The immortal-killing flying knife is a secret skill in the immortal world taught by Mr. Wei.
Ye Fan didn't expect that there were similar magical powers in China.
In order to obtain this magical power, it is not surprising that Lu Dongxuan, the Chunyang Sword Immortal, came to Ji's family.
And by using a magical power in exchange for a powerful person in heaven, Ji can be considered to have made a lot of money.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue became a little strange.
Elder Lu's existence possesses unparalleled deterrence.
The other strong men secretly made plans in their hearts, wondering if they had the ability to take the sword.
If they openly become enemies of the Ji family, they may perish here.
But they were absolutely unwilling to let them give up this great opportunity and work as "coolies" for Ji Yuanhao to capture Qilin!
At this moment, Ji Yuanhao walked out quickly with an impeccable smile on his face and said:
"Xuanyuan Ji is not a tyrannical person, and has always convinced others with her virtue! If you are willing to help me, not only can you gain Ji's friendship, but you can also enter my Ji's treasure house of books for a day's reference!"
Hearing this, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, then showed expressions of surprise and shouted:
"Seriously?"
That impatient tone seemed to be a huge bargain.
Ji's book treasure house is the holy land of martial arts in the world. It has tens of thousands of secret books, many of which are unique and unique, and are hard to find for a thousand dollars.
For all those who practice martial arts and Taoism, the biggest dream is to go in and have a look.
It's a pity that except for members of the Xuanyuan Ji family, people from other sects are not qualified to enter unless they have great favors to the Ji family.
And now, the sky-high price offered by Ji Yuanhao can be described as a huge temptation!
Instead of pursuing the illusory unicorn, it is better to be down-to-earth and grasp the real benefits.
"Young Master Ji, everyone in the Yunhai Sect is willing to lend a helping hand to you!" The head of the Yunhai Sect spoke loudly to express his position.
"So does my Liewu Sect!"
"Count me as Master Hidden Sword!"
In an instant, all the major forces in the field turned to Ji Yuanhao and joined the Xuanyuan Ji family's camp.
With so many powerful people supporting him, it is a sure thing to capture Qilin.
Seeing this scene, although Ji Yuanhao remained calm on the surface, the slightly raised corners of his mouth still revealed the joy in his heart.
As a king, you must not only kill decisively, but also pay equal attention to kindness and power, and balance leniency with severity.
He first asked Elder Lu to show off his magical powers and kill people to establish his power, and then made an offer that the other party could not refuse.
Give him a slap first, then give him a candy!
In this way, not only will the major forces not complain, but they will also remember Ji's kindness afterwards.
Thinking of this, Ji Yuanhao wanted to look up to the sky and laugh, feeling proud of his wisdom.
Then, he turned around again, looked at Baili Qianxue from a distance, and said with a smile: "Fairy Qianxue, I will give you a chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light! Come here... join my camp, and the previous grudges will be wiped out!"
