The Cang Yan Sword's light was dim, and it flew back to the sword box reluctantly.
This scene plunged the entire Xingyun Pavilion into deathly silence.
Li Chunyang's third sword was actually broken.
Two hundred years ago, Li Chunyang defeated countless sword masters with this sword.
But facing a teenage boy, the arrogant Cang Yan was actually defeated.
"Oh my god! This is the devouring sword intent!"
"Swallowing sword intent? Isn't that Nangong Yuntian's unique sword intent?"
"How come this kid has such a chance?"
The elders of Xingyun Pavilion all turned pale with horror.
During the Battle of the Icefield, Nangong Yuntian relied on his top-level swordsmanship to kill hundreds of Blood Cloud Sect masters.
The reputation of swallowing sword intent has already spread throughout the northern territory.
Those sword cultivators who lost to Li Chunyang would often leave unconvinced words, "If you have the ability, go challenge Nangong Yuntian?"
Nangong Yuntian's name has almost become Li Chunyang's inner demon.
"Back then, Li Chunyang gave Nangong Yun the world's challenge, and wanted to compete in our Xingyun Pavilion, and let Xingyun Pavilion be a witness."
"But until the end, Nangong Yuntian didn't show up, so it was a pity that this much-anticipated battle came to nothing."
Several seniors from Xingyun Pavilion looked at each other and shook their heads.
This matter is no longer a secret.
The reason why Li Chunyang stayed in Xingyun Pavilion was to wait for Nangong Yuntian.
If Nangong Yuntian doesn't show up for one day, he will wait for one day. If Nangong Yuntian doesn't show up for one year, he will wait for one year.
Unexpectedly, this wait lasted two hundred years.
"It is rumored that Nangong Yuntian died on the ice field, but to this day, no one has found his body. How could Li Chunyang give up?"
Several elders shook their heads and sighed.
In the past two hundred years, Li Chunyang entered the ice field seven times and explored the Blood Cloud Gate three times, but found nothing.
Unexpectedly, today's originally peaceful battle would lead to clues about Nangong Yuntian.
"Little guy, tell me quickly, what is the relationship between Nangong Yuntian and you? Is he still alive?"
Li Chunyang was so excited that he asked questions again and again.
"If you beat me with your fourth sword, I will tell you naturally."
Qin Mo's face was calm, and there was no wave in the ancient well.
Li Chunyang was startled, then nodded, "Well, since you have inherited Nangong Yuntian's sword intent, my confrontation with you can make up for some regrets."
As we all know, Nangong Yuntian's strongest point is precisely this devouring sword intent.
Back then, Li Chunyang had no chance to learn the swallowing sword intent.
At this moment, although Nangong Yuntian was not there, the Devouring Sword Intent appeared in front of him.
How could Li Chunyang let go of this opportunity?
"Little guy, do you know why I have refused to use the fourth sword for so many years?"
Li Chunyang smiled, the sword box behind him was shaking.
"I don't know."
Qin Mo shook his head.
Not only did he not know, but even the seniors in Xingyun Pavilion were also very curious.
Li Chunyang's battle to become a god was completed with only three swords.
No one forced out his fourth sword.
Perhaps, this sword was reserved for Nangong Yuntian.
"Because this fourth sword is too cruel. Once it is unsheathed, there will be a bloody disaster. This is a real killing sword. Even I, the sword master, may not be able to completely control it."
Li Chunyang narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He only used the fourth sword three times in his life.
Every time he pulls out his sheath, he is filled with blood and resentment.
Countless innocent people were killed by this sword.
Killing innocent people indiscriminately will lead to cause and effect.
The hostility in Li Chunyang has reached a certain critical value.
Once this critical value is exceeded, he will be in trouble.
Therefore, he has been reluctant to use the fourth sword.
But today, the appearance of Devouring Sword Intent seemed to ring the bell of fate, arousing his almost cold blood.
The fourth sword, Huang Ting!
Finally out of the sheath!
"Little guy, stop hiding your strength, otherwise, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."
Li Chunyang looked serious.
Qiang——
From the sword box behind him, a sword pillar rose into the sky.
Immediately, the entire Xingyun Pavilion began to tremble wildly.
To be more precise, this territory, the ground beneath our feet, suddenly started to riot.
Boom...
A deafening muffled thunder spread throughout the entire Xingyun Pavilion.
Everyone was so horrified that they couldn't help but raise their eyes to the sky.
But the strange thing is that the sky is clear and cloudless, and no strange phenomena appear.
Boom...
Thunder came again.
"Thunder is not in the sky, but in the ground?"
Qin Mo was suddenly shocked.
Huang Ting!
Huang means Xuan Huang, Xuan is the sky, and Huang is the earth.
Ting means divine thunder.
Huang Ting, also known as the Earth Heart God Thunder.
The general thunder sword technique is to arouse the thunder above the nine heavens and uphold the power of heaven.
But Li Chunyang's sword was another extreme.
What he activated was the earth-centered divine thunder condensed from the essence of earth energy.
If we say that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder represents uprightness and awe-inspiring righteousness.
Then, this divine thunder in the center of the earth symbolizes darkness and killing.
In this land, for hundreds of millions of years, as much hostility and resentment has settled in the ground, there is such a huge killing power.
This sword can be called "the most evil sword" and can kill gods and demons.
Boom...
Hearing the thunder, Qin Mo's spirit seemed to be shattered, and the world was spinning in front of his eyes.
He seemed to have fallen into an abyss, shrouded in eternal darkness.
In that darkness, the wails of billions of dead souls could be heard.
Qin Mo's throat seemed to be grabbed by countless ghost hands. It was a feeling a thousand times more uncomfortable than suffocation.
"Li Chunyang's fourth sword is truly terrifying."
Qin Mo was so frightened that he almost gave up resistance.
But at this moment, the Ancestral Dragon Cauldron in his body suddenly vibrated twice.
An astonishing burst of evil energy, like a biting cold wind, made Qin Mo's whole body tremble.
"Trash, such a small amount of sword power leaves you powerless to resist. It's simply a shame."
The Evil Dragon Emperor Shitian cursed and cursed, as if he hated iron.
But at the same time, the shocking evil energy turned into an original force and merged into Qin Mo's Holy Spirit root.
With this power, Qin Mo's mind suddenly cleared.
"I still underestimated Li Chunyang too much. Since he is known as the King of Swords, he naturally has extraordinary swordsmanship. I am no match for him."
Qin Mo sighed secretly.
Even though Li Chunyang suppressed his cultivation, his sword intent did not weaken.
How could Qin Mo be able to compete with a powerful man who had practiced hard for five hundred years and swept across the sword cultivators in the North?
He was able to force out Li Chunyang's fourth sword, which was already very successful.
As soon as Huang Ting came out, Qin Mo had no chance from the beginning.
"Thanks!"
Qin Mo smiled bitterly.
If it weren't for the Evil Dragon Emperor Shi Tian, his sword power would probably collapse and damage the Holy Spirit root.
At this moment, Qin Mo got a trace of the evil dragon's power, which could inspire a stronger devouring sword intent to fight against Huang Ting.
"Huh? It doesn't make sense that you can still resist..."
Seeing the resurgence of the sword-devouring intention, Li Chunyang's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of horror.