Chapter 972 Su Twelve borrows the sword to strike for a thousand years
Jiang Xueyan's voice sounded, and in the distant sky, boundless sword intent centered on the Sword Master of the East China Sea spread rapidly and swept in all directions.
In an instant, the flying swords in everyone's hands were affected by the sword's intention, and everyone was trembling.
The sudden change made several people present stunned.
Before Li Piaoyue could react, the blazing sun sword that Li Piaoyue carried behind him, which belonged to Xu Yang, suddenly unsheathed, appeared across the sky, and turned into a sword light and flew into the distance. .??.
Immediately afterwards, there was a flying sword behind Jiang Xueyan, following closely behind.
Two flying swords suddenly flew out, but it was just the beginning.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
After several consecutive sounds, the flying swords carried by other people, as long as they were not in their storage bags, all flew out of the air and headed straight for the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
The sea water is boiling again, and in the depths of the seabed, countless flying swords that have sunk to the bottom of the sea at unknown times and have long since lost their spirituality and are almost turned into scrap metal are rushing out of the water at this moment.
In an instant, thousands of swords appeared in the sky.
The flying swords were of varying quality, but they all made sword whistling sounds, as if they were worshiping, rushing to fly to the location of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
"This... sword intention is so pure that it attracts thousands of swords to surrender to it?"
"What a swordsman from the East China Sea! To prove his sword, he would even give up his life... It is only natural to have such attainments in swordsmanship!"
Su Twelve praised in a low voice.
In front of him, the Wuchen Sword was also trembling crazily, like a moth fluttering against a flame, ready to move.
However, his attainments in swordsmanship are not bad, and the Wuchen Sword is presided over by the weapon spirit, so he can still remain stable and unmoved.
However, from the emotions transmitted by the weapon spirit, Su Twelve could also feel that the weapon spirit continued to exude feelings of respect for the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
Driven by instinct, he constantly wants to fly to the opponent's location.
Only at this moment did Su Twelve fully understand.
Jiang Xueyan said before that the sword is sacred in the heart of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
, the meaning of the words cannot be violated.
In the world of cultivating immortals, as long as they are not earthly iron, even the most ordinary magic weapon has spiritual essence.
The Sword Master of the East China Sea's attitude and belief towards the sword also determines... the attitude of all spiritual and spiritual flying swords towards him.
Attitudes and beliefs are integrated with the sword's intention. Others cannot feel it, but any spiritual sword can clearly feel it.
But what really surprised him was...
In the Dantian, the Millennium Strike, which had always been almost unshakable, felt like a giant dragon awakening after feeling the invisible sword intent, and was just as ready to move.
"Hiss... he was even triggered by the Millennium Strike? His swordsmanship and swordsmanship are so pure!!!"
"The Thousand-Year Strike is a seventh-grade magic weapon. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Tribulation is, it is impossible to destroy such a magic weapon! If the Thousand-Year Strike is used, with his swordsmanship as the Sword Master of the East China Sea, he will be able to successfully prove that he can overcome the tribulation with the sword."
"It's just that although Xu Yang deserves to die, he is a member of the Huanxing Sect after all. Besides, he rashly exposed the existence of the Millennium Strike..."
Looking at the figure in the distance, Su Twelve looked thoughtful.
Although I have great admiration for the Sword Master of the East China Sea, to be fair, I don't want to end up with such a swordsman genius failing.
But... when it comes to your own interests, you also need to weigh the pros and cons.
Just as he was deep in thought, suddenly, in the distance in another direction, several sword lights flashed across the sky.
"That's... Demonic Shadow Palace Zonglu's Afterimage Sword? Those guys have already chased me?"
"Calculating the time, even if Leng Yan can hold off the four Nascent Souls, I'm afraid it won't be able to delay her for too long."
Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and he quickly glanced at Li Piaoyue and others behind him.
After urging the formation one after another, everyone at this time took shape one by one.
The spirit was exhausted, and it was obvious that he had no strength to fight anymore.
With just one glance, Su Twelve's eyes became firm and his mind was made up.
Taking a deep breath, the energy immediately settled in the Dantian, and the golden elixir was sprayed onto the Millennium Strike.
Without Su Twelve’s deliberate suppression, plus Su Twelve’s encouragement.
The next second, the Millennium Strike trembled slightly, disappeared from Su Twelve Dantian, turned into a rainbow light and rushed out, heading straight for the Sword Master of the East China Sea at an astonishing speed.
The thousand-year strike flew forward, and the moment it appeared, it was enveloped in a bright blue light.
Wherever the sword light went, all swords were eclipsed.
The other flying swords flying towards the East China Sea Sword Master stopped one after another and trembled in place.
"what is that?"
"It seems...a sword?"
"Such a terrifying spirituality, what grade of flying sword is this...?"
"At least above the fourth level, the fifth level, or the sixth level?"
"How is it possible that Senior Brother Su actually has such a flying sword treasure on his body?"
"How did he do it? Even the elders of the secret pavilion of the sect may not be able to possess such a magic weapon?"
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There were exclamations of surprise. No matter Li Piaoyue, the six people, or Jiang Xueyan, their eyes fell on Su Twelve, and they were all stunned on the spot.
No one thought that Su Twelve actually had such a trump card.
Feeling the gazes of several people, Su Twelve kept his expression unchanged, regained his true energy, and shouted to the figure in the distance,
"Senior, if you want to prove the way of swordsmanship, why don't you use a good sword?"
"Junior is brave and lends a sword to senior!"
The words fell.
The Millennium Strike flew over and was hovering in front of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.
The flying sword flew into the sky, the sky thunder rolled, the lightning flashed, and it immediately bombarded the sword body.
"Hahaha... What a sword! What a sword! What is the name of this sword...?"
The Sword Master of the East China Sea is ready to transform his body into a sword and prove the swordsmanship in his heart.
Looking at the flying sword hovering in front of him, unharmed under the lightning, he was surprised at first, and then burst into laughter.
"This sword strikes once in a thousand years!" Su Twelve shouted from the air.
"What a thousand-year blow, this feeling... I will accept it!"
When the voice sounded, the Sword Master of the East China Sea decisively gave up transforming himself into a sword, raised his hand and struck a thousand-year strike in front of him with one finger.
A body of true energy, which he has cultivated to this day, and all the understanding of the sword that he has painstakingly learned for five hundred years, with the majestic sword intention that fills the sky, is instantly absorbed into the sword body.
Five hundred years of sword mastery and seven heavenly tribulations were all for him to condense all his understanding into one move.
Only by leaving no regrets can you see the endless horizon.
Otherwise, I would rather not survive the catastrophe, but rather die!
This... is the obsession in his heart, the obsession with the sword, the obsession with perfect sword moves.
In an instant, the Millennium Strike emitted a bright green light that gathered together and never dispersed.
This move is also his usual style, it is an extremely solid sword.
The sword moves to the nine heavens, and the energy reaches the sky!
A sword passed through, like an aurora breaking through the night, and the dark clouds in the sky were divided into two.
The bright sunlight shines down.
The thunder that descended from the sky, carrying a mighty sound and exuding a destructive aura, was about to bombard the body of the Sword Master of the East China Sea, but suddenly, everything collapsed and dissipated invisible.
After a blink of an eye.
The clouds in the sky have cleared and the fog has dispersed, and the universe is bright again.
The Thousand-Year Strike is still hovering in front of the Sword Master of the East China Sea, seemingly untouched from the beginning to the end.
But everyone watching from a distance knew clearly that it was not that the sword had not moved, but that the move of the East China Sea Sword Master exceeded the limit, was extremely fast, and was extremely powerful.