Chapter 1,209 This Kind of Swordsmanship Is Nothing More than That

What a terrifying sword power! !

The pupils of the old man in sackcloth suddenly shrank.

My scalp is numb.

With this third sword, he used his most powerful means in order to severely defeat Su Yi and leave him with no room to fight back.

But he never 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 shouted loudly, his sleeves and robes fluttered, and his hands were clasped in front of him.

boom!

The bloody sword intention rises from the ground like a sacred mountain, blocking the way in front of him.

It connects to the sky above and connects to the earth below.

The sword intention is condensed, and countless Dao pattern symbols emerge from it, showing a thick and endless trend.

At a glance, it looks like an ancient sacred mountain, majestic and stretching for thousands of miles!

At this moment, Su Yi's sword energy swept across.

boom!

The sky shook.

The mountain-like bloody 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.

He clasped his hands tightly and held them firmly in front of him.

boom! ! !

The sword energy swept across and hit 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 plowed a straight ravine, and the soil 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 haze disperses and the dust fades.

In the eyes of the man in black robe and the spirit bird, they saw——

At the foot of Miaoyuan Mountain, an old man in sackcloth hugged the bloody sword box with his hands, kneeling on one knee, 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 on the ground were covered in blood and flesh, and the ground was cracked and collapsed.

The strongest sword cultivator under Hong Tianzun, a Cave Realm being, was holding his sword on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

Lingque was stunned.

The three officiants...are injured! ?

Before, Ling Que couldn't bear to witness 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 would be exactly the opposite.

In this third sword fight, the three most powerful attacks were as weak as paper.

The man was even thrown away by a sword, and he knelt on one knee. He could only use the sword box 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 determined to have his own way and that his act of risking his own life to help turned out to be self-indulgence.

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, one can imagine how terrifying this sword is!

"I...lost..."

In the distance, the old man in sackcloth made a hoarse voice, as if he couldn't accept it for a moment.

There was a hint of confusion in his voice.

as a cave

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A sword cultivator in the Xuanhe realm was bruised by a Xuanhe realm sword cultivator. This blow was undoubtedly too heavy.

"I said, this battle doesn't require your three-sword agreement. The winner can be determined completely."

Su Yi spoke calmly.

He held the sword in one hand and his back in the other, his back straight and 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, the aura of the Xuanxu Secret and the Nine Hell Sword, and consumes nearly half of his cultivation power.

According to his estimation, it would be enough to seriously injure a character in the Cave Realm.

But the old man in sackcloth blocked it!

The other party looked miserable, but it was just a flesh wound, far from serious.

Undoubtedly, the old man in sackcloth's attainments in the cave realm are far from ordinary.

"You still want to fight?"

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 again."

The voice was still indifferent, but it had become deeper.

The man in black robe and Ling Que both breathed a sigh of relief.

The old peacock is very stubborn and paranoid.

But he will never go back on his word.

"Then there is no need to worry about whether you have passed the level or not, and there is no need 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 sighed deeply, 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, "Lost your face? The sword's heart is covered in dust? No wonder countless years have passed, and your swordsmanship in the cave realm 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 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."

Clang!

The voice was still echoing, so he put away his Dao sword, took out his wine bottle, and started drinking by himself.

The man in black robe and Ling Que 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 uncertain.

He has lived for an unknown number of 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 Mai felt 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."

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 stele roared violently, and a majestic figure shrouded in divine glory suddenly rushed out.

This is a middle-aged man with beard and hair like a halberd, and a high-profile figure. He carries two swords on his back, and his intimidating power is transformed by the power of will.

"Lord of the Black Water Realm!"

The man in black robe and the old man in linen were both shocked.

This is a mythical figure from the earliest times, who once shocked the heavens and opened up a road to heaven! It is a powerful existence belonging to the same era as Hong Tianzun.

Even the man in black robe and the old man in sackcloth must be polite 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 didn't expect was that before Su Yi could go to the Miaoyuan Mountain to choose inheritance and creation, the power of will of the Lord of the Black Water Realm 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, smiling and bowing his hands to Su Yi.

This scene caught both the man in black robe and the old man in sackcloth by surprise, and they gasped.

Undoubtedly, everything that happened before has disturbed the remaining will power of the Black Water Realm Lord, so he took the initiative to show up, hoping that Su Yi, the trialist, could accept his inheritance!

This is undoubtedly surprising.

A mythical 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 one after another will figures.

There are men and women, all 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 days of antiquity!

However, 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. Let me tell you, your great avenue inheritance is not suitable for sword cultivation. I advise you to give up on this idea!"

An old man in Confucian robes scolded.

"In my opinion, if this fellow Taoist can inherit my inheritance, he will be able to make breakthroughs in the way of swordsmanship."

A man in Taoist robes looked solemn.

"Bah! Can your Dao inheritance 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, none of them expected that those mythical figures who had been admired by hundreds of millions of sentient beings and created countless legends would roll up their sleeves and fight directly in order for Su Yi to choose their inheritance power!

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 heritage.

He also promised that Su Yi would not be delayed in choosing other inheritances.

Then the scene is as outrageous as it needs to be!

All of a sudden, he became a favorite in the eyes of those mythical characters. Such treatment made even Lingque stunned.

This fourth level... can still be like this! ?

Are those mythical characters crazy?

Otherwise, how much recognition should we have of Su Yi before we can get into a huge quarrel over this regardless of face?

It was also at this moment that the old man in sackcloth suddenly felt empty in his heart, feeling a critical blow that hit his soul.

I also deeply felt... how different the world is!