The pupils of the old man in sackcloth suddenly contracted.
My scalp is numb.
In this third sword, he used the most powerful method in order to severely defeat Su Yi and leave him no room to fight back.
Who would have thought that just after the confrontation, his third sword would be broken!
Moreover, it also made him feel the threat coming towards him!
Without any hesitation at all, the old man in sackcloth gave a loud shout, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and his hands were clasped in front of him.
Boom!
The bloody sword rose from the ground like a sacred mountain, blocking the way in front of him.
It connects to the sky above and the earth below.
The sword intention is condensed, and countless Dao pattern symbols emerge from it, showing a thick and endless momentum.
At a glance, it looks like an ancient sacred mountain stretching across the country, majestic and stretching for thousands of miles!
At this moment, Su Yi's sword energy swept across.
Boom!
The sky is shaking and the earth is shaking.
The mountain-like blood-colored sword intent was as straight as paper and burst into pieces, with almost no stopping power.
The old man in sackcloth was completely shocked.
There was no time to think about it. Behind him, the scarlet sword box roared, and he immediately pulled it out.
Hands clasped together, leaning hard in front of the body.
boom!!!
The sword energy swept across and struck the bloody sword box.
The void collapsed and the earth cracked.
Visible to the naked eye, the old man in sackcloth and the bloody sword box in front of him were violently pushed out.
Along the way, a shocking crack opened in the space.
The earth was plowed into a straight ravine, and the soil was splashed and turned into powder.
The violent sword energy swept across and wreaked havoc, and the whole world showed a turbulent scene like collapse.
Until the smoke disperses and the dust fades.
In the eyes of the man in black robe and Lingque, they saw——
At the foot of Miaoyuan Mountain, an old man in sackcloth hugged the blood-colored sword box with his hands, kneeling on one knee, with his long gray hair disheveled.
His hands were bloody, and the blood flowed down the surface of the sword box.
The bony body was trembling slightly, the wrinkled old face was pale, and the chest was rising and falling rapidly like a bellows.
The knees where he was kneeling on the ground were bloody and bloody, and the ground was cracked and collapsed.
The strongest sword cultivator under Hong Tianzun, a being in the Cave Realm, was holding his sword on the ground at this moment, looking extremely embarrassed.
Lingque was stunned.
The third officiant... was injured!?
Before, Ling Que couldn't bear to see it, thinking that under this third sword, Su Yi would suffer a heavy setback even if he didn't die.
But who would have thought that the result was exactly the opposite.
In this third sword clash, the three most powerful blows from the three chief priests were as weak as paper.
The man was even thrown away by a sword, and he knelt down on one knee. He could only use the sword case to support his body, which prevented his body from falling!
“Is this his real trump card?”
The man in black robe was stunned, his eyes changing.
Before, he was very angry, thinking that Su Yi was going his own way and that his act of risking his own life to help turned into a selfish act.
But now, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.
Su Yi is not determined to have his own way, but he really has the ability to fight against the old peacock!
Just like this third sword fight, the power of Su Yi's sword made him, the spectator, feel a serious threat!
Looking at the miserable look of the old peacock again, one can imagine how terrifying this sword is!
“I...lost...”
In the distance, an old man in sackcloth made a hoarse voice, as if he couldn't accept it for a moment.
There was a trace of confusion in his voice.
Being a cave
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A sword cultivator in the Xuanhe realm was bruised by a sword cultivator in the Xuanhe realm. This blow was undoubtedly too heavy.
"I said, this battle doesn't require your three-sword agreement, it can be a complete victory or defeat."
Su Yi spoke calmly.
He was holding a sword in one hand and carrying it on his back with the other. His back was straight and he was unscathed.
But in my heart, I was actually a little surprised.
It should be noted that his sword has the power of the Chaos Divine Artifact Xuanhuang Creation Vine, and is blended with the mysteries of Xuanxu and the aura of the Nine Hell Sword, and consumes nearly half of his cultivation power.
According to his estimation, it can seriously injure a character in the cave world.
But the old man in sackcloth blocked it!
The other party looked miserable and miserable, but it was just a flesh wound, far from serious.
There is no doubt that the old man in sackcloth’s attainments in the cave realm are far from ordinary.
“Want to fight again?”
Lingque was dumbfounded.
The Xuanpao man’s eyelids twitched.
The old man in sackcloth was also stunned.
He was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, stood up with difficulty, and said expressionlessly: "According to the rules, you have passed the fourth level and there is no need to fight anymore."
The voice is still indifferent, but it has become deeper.
The man in black robe and Ling Que both breathed a sigh of relief.
Old Peacock is very stubborn and paranoid.
But he will never go back on his word.
"Then you don't have to worry about whether you pass the level or not, and you don't have to pay attention to the rules. As a sword cultivator, do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Su Yi looked at the old man in sackcloth from a distance with deep eyes.
When these words came out, they were completely unexpected.
The eyes of the old man in sackcloth also changed, as if he recognized Su Yi again.
After a while, a trace of self-mockery appeared on the corners of his dry lips, and he said: "With a cultivation level in the Dongyu Realm, deliberately targeting a young man like you in the Xuanhe Realm has lost his grace and is disgraceful. If I continue to be with you,
In a duel, how can you have the dignity to call yourself a swordsman?"
As he spoke, he let out a long sigh, looked desolate, and murmured: "Perhaps the heart of my sword has indeed been covered in dust..."
The man in Xuanpao felt ups and downs and said, "Old peacock, it's not too late to rein in your horse from the brink."
Su Yi sneered and said, "Your face has been damaged? Your sword's heart is covered in dust? No wonder countless years have passed and your swordsmanship in the cave world is no more than this."
There was no sarcasm in the voice, but rather undisguised disappointment.
The old man in sackcloth was startled, a divine light burst out in his eyes, and his energy surged all over his body, and he said: "You said my swordsmanship...is nothing more than that?"
Su Yi said lightly: "Not bad, and it has made me no longer interested in using the sword."
锵!
The voice was still echoing, so he put away his Dao sword, took out his wine flask, and started drinking by himself.
The man in black robe and Lingque were both dumbfounded.
How could this guy... be so crazy?
Can the swordsmanship of a Dongyu Realm swordsman be commented on casually?
The old man in sackcloth was also stunned, his old face was gloomy and uncertain.
He has lived for who knows how many years, and this is the first time he has encountered an emperor with such an arrogant tone.
“Not convinced?”
Su Yi chuckled.
He was too lazy to say anything else.
The old man in sackcloth became increasingly unhappy and uncomfortable. Is this kid deliberately sarcastic and sarcastic about himself?
The man in black robe coughed dryly and said, "Fellow Taoist, please stop it in moderation."
He also felt that Su Yi's behavior at this time was like retaliating against the old peacock for making things difficult before.
It is true that according to the rules, Su Yi has passed this fourth level, but if he completely angers the old peacock, it will not be worth it after all.
But at this moment, a deep voice sounded:
“That little peacock doesn’t accept it, but I do!”
The sound spread throughout the audience.
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Everyone was shocked and looked up.
On Miaoyuan Mountain, a heritage monument roared violently, and a majestic figure shrouded in divine glory suddenly rushed out.
This is a middle-aged man with a beard and hair like a halberd, a tall figure, carrying two swords on his back, and his menacing power is transformed by a force of will.
“Lord of the Black Water Realm!”
The man in black robe and the old man in sackcloth were both shocked.
This is a mythical figure from the earliest times. He once shook the heavens and opened up a road to the sky! He is a powerful existence that belongs to the same era as Hong Tianzun.
Even men in black robes and old men in sackcloth must be courteous and respectful!
In fact, the thirty-six inheritance stone tablets on the Miaoyuan Mountain were all left by mythical figures from the earliest times.
However, what the Xuanpao man and the others did not expect was that before Su Yi could go to the Miaoyuan Mountain to choose to inherit the creation, the willpower of the Blackwater Realm Lord took the initiative to appear!
“Fellow Taoist, I want to give you all my clothes and bowls. I wonder if you are willing?”
The Lord of the Black Water Realm stood in the void, smiled and bowed his hands to Su Yi.
This scene caught both the man in black robe and the old man in sackcloth by surprise and took a breath of cold air.
Undoubtedly, everything that happened before has shocked the remaining will power of the Black Water Realm Lord, so he took the initiative to show up, hoping that Su Yi, the tester, can accept his inheritance!
This is undoubtedly surprising.
A mythological figure offered to give away his own inheritance. This was simply impossible in the beginning of time!
Su Yi was also startled for a moment, a little surprised.
But before he could speak, he saw the inheritance stone tablets roaring one after another on the Miaoyuan Mountain, reflecting the figures of will one after another.
There are men and women, all of them are shining with divine radiance, and their power is as powerful as the sky. At a glance, it looks like gods descending on the earth!
Those are clearly a group of mythical figures from the earliest times!
It's just that they all seemed a little anxious at the moment, and as soon as they appeared, they started arguing.
“Old Heishui, you are too mean-spirited to give away the inheritance beforehand. I tell you, your inheritance of the Great Dao is not suitable for sword cultivation. I advise you to give up on this idea!”
An old man in a Confucian robe scolded.
“In my opinion, if this fellow Taoist can inherit my inheritance, he will be able to make a breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship.”
A man in Taoist robes looked solemn.
“Bah! Can your inheritance of the Great Dao be better than mine?”
“Hey, why don’t we compete and compare ourselves?”
…The scene was chaotic, and those mythical figures who once shocked the ancient times were now so noisy that they were red-faced and furious.
That scene left the man in black robe and the old man in sackcloth completely stunned.
Breaking their heads, they did not expect that those mythical characters who had been admired by hundreds of millions of beings and created countless legends. At this moment, in order to allow Su Yi to choose their inheritance power, even the wind does not want, they just get up their sleeves directly!
This is so crazy!
What’s more, he directly faced Su Yi and said with a kind smile that he hoped Su Yi could choose to inherit his great legacy.
And he also promised that Su Yi would not be delayed in choosing other inheritances.
That scene is as outrageous as it needs to be!
Suddenly he became a favorite in the eyes of those mythical characters. Such treatment made even the sparrows bewildered.
This fourth level...can it still be like this!?
Are those mythical characters crazy?
Otherwise, how much recognition should one have of Su Yi before they can have a huge quarrel over it regardless of their face?
It was also at this moment that the old man in sackcloth suddenly felt empty in his heart, and felt a critical blow that hit his soul.
I also deeply feel...the differences in the world!