Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 373 Golden Elixir Sword Slave (for subscription, recommendation)
Keng!
A bluish-white sword light soared into the sky, its speed was so fast that it stirred up thunder.

"Sword Qi Thunder Sound!"

The monk holding the blue feather fan looked extremely ugly when he saw the monk who was similar to him being killed with a single sword.

"I don't believe it if I'm poor, at the same level, a swordsman is really invincible." He roared up to the sky, and violently fanned the Bingpohan feather fan in his hand.

Rumble!
In an instant, there was a violent roaring sound from the entire sky, and amidst this sound, the aura of heaven and earth violently turbulent.

With the waving of the feather fan in his hand, all within a radius of tens of feet turned into a country of frost, and the cold air quickly spread away.

Like a long river, it swept in all directions in an instant, but after a while, the group of sharp cold blades howled in the sky, and swarmed towards a blank place.

Boom!

A figure in a blue robe suddenly emerged with a tremor in that space!

"Something good." Zhou Yu wasn't annoyed at being broken, and pointed his fingers at the monk in the distance with his sword condensed.

Keng!
With a sword cry, the Qing Ming Sword, which was tens of meters away, whizzed over in the blink of an eye, and slashed away with a single blow!

With this sword cut, the whole world seemed to suddenly quiet down.

Like a moment before a volcanic eruption, after a moment of stillness, it suddenly erupted!

As soon as a sword is cut out, there are ten, hundreds, or even thousands of sharp sword qi, which burst out in this instant!
But in mid-air, they were suddenly intertwined together, turning into a ten-foot-long sword aura, and within this sword aura, the aura of the five elements boiled.

bang, bang, bang...

The sword energy swept away, and the frosty air that seemed to cover the sky, as the sword energy raged, shattered after a single breath.

"How is it possible?" Feeling the sword energy coming from the bee pupae, the cultivator holding a blue feather fan immediately changed his face.

It is completely unbelievable that there is such a big gap between the same Jindan realm and combat power.

Keng!
At this moment, the sword energy that pushed the frost across the sky slashed down, as if even the sky was cut as it passed, beheading the person holding the fan in one fell swoop.

hum!
At the same time, a joyful sword cry sounded?

Seeing Qingming sword, like a victorious general, flying back to Zhou Yu with a dim blue feather fan hooked by the sword aura at the tip of the sword.

At this moment, the snow-white sword body trembled with the rotation of the blue hilt, looking extremely airy.

With Zhou Yu's breakthrough in Taiyi Yunmiao Fortune Forbidden City, the Qingming Sword has officially become a real magic weapon.

And because of the forbidden nature, its spirituality is even more astonishing, and some spiritual wisdom has been faintly born.

At this moment, he already has the mind of a three-year-old child. As far as spiritual intelligence is concerned, it is not wrong to say that it is a psychic magic weapon.

This is true for the Qingming sword, and the same is true for the five-element sword box and the five-element flag, but compared to the former, although the latter two have amazing spirituality, they have not yet given birth to spiritual wisdom.

If it is a normal advancement, it will naturally not be like this, at most it is full of spirituality, but the good luck ban has the power to turn decay into magic.

After all, it is the existence that can give birth to forbidden spirits, and according to what Zuo Lingyou said, it is only half a step away from condensing the rules and becoming the existence of the Immortal Forbidden Art.

Looking at the Qingming sword that brought back the magic weapon of the feather fan, Zhou Yu stroked its hilt. As expected, this sword is with him, and he will collect spoils and the like if he has the opportunity.

"But at this moment, it's not the time to collect. There are still two people waiting for us to kill."

Zhou Yu held the hilt of his sword, and while murmuring, he looked at the two rays of light that were only a thousand meters away from the island.

hum!
The next moment, with the cheerful sound of the Qing Ming Sword, Zhou Yu's body flickered, and he roared towards the two escaping lights.

Since these people had the idea of ​​coming to kill him, he would naturally not have the slightest kindness.

What's more, after the verification of the two beheaded by him in front of him, the ordinary golden core realm is no longer his enemy in a round.

"Let's go!" Seeing Zhou Yu killing two people in a row, He Peng who rushed over and another Jindan cultivator glanced at each other, then turned around and fled.

This person is too cruel, killing Jindan is like slaughtering a dog.

He Peng never expected that a chess master who came out of a vast area would have such an astonishing cultivation.

"It seems that what I said before is indeed true, everyone who can participate in the chess game can get far more than ordinary people.

Just the exit of a Daoist monk can reach this level. If we get it, wouldn't the Nascent Soul be hopeful? "He Peng's heart was extremely hot.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to look back.

Boom!

At this moment, he heard a thunderous sound behind him, and he turned back in horror.

I saw a blue-white sword light whizzing past in the sky, its speed was so fast that there were terrifying ripples in the vertical and horizontal, oscillating in all directions.

"Sword Qi Leiyin, he is a swordsman, and he is a swordsman with amazing talent!" He Peng's pupils shrank suddenly, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and fled crazily.

If you don't understand supernatural powers, you must never compete with sword repairers.

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, but under the same level of cultivation, a sword cultivator who has mastered the sword energy and thunder sound can attack fiercely and control the sword quickly. If there is no magic weapon in hand, it is indeed difficult for ordinary monks to be their opponents .

Unless it is besieged before the war begins, it is best to run away.

"In today's world, to be able to have such a practice of swordsmanship must be a disciple of Yijian. I don't know if I will survive this calamity."

Thinking of this, Xuanyinzong and other authentic monks from several major demon sects suddenly appeared in He Peng's mind.

I am afraid that only such a pure disciple of the magic sect can compete with this battle in the Immortal Mansion.

"No!" At this moment, a desperate roar came.

He Peng's heart trembled when he heard the scream, how long had it been, only three breaths.

In a daze, He Peng seemed to feel a fierce sword energy behind him, approaching step by step.

Just when he was about to expend the power of the golden core, an indifferent voice sounded in front of him.

"Stop." Zhou Yu looked at the flying man in front of him, and pointed his fingers sharply like swords.

In He Peng's despairing eyes, suddenly there were streaks of sharp sword energy bursting out from the fingertips.

In just a few moments, the sharp sword glow filled the entire sky.

"Forbidden!" Seeing He Peng escaping crazily with his evasion technique, Zhou Yu made a sharp swipe.

In an instant, the sword energy all over the sky turned into finger-thick cyan restrictions.

But in an instant, he tore open He Peng's magic weapon, pierced through his body, and submerged into it one after another.

At the same time, He Peng was horrified to find that the magic power in his body was completely blocked by the restriction of the sword energy, and he didn't even have time to react.

"From now on, you are my sword slave." Zhou Yu said indifferently, and immediately flew towards the previous island.

(End of this chapter)