Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

"Spiritual weapon??"

Hearing this, the other three people also looked over. Spiritual weapons are different from ordinary iron, and their power is vastly different.

If they also had spiritual weapons in their hands, their combat power could be increased by at least 30%.

Zhao Shouyi saw the looks of several people and couldn't help but shook his head.

After all, people are people, with their own emotions and desires. Even if they enter the realm of truth, they cannot escape the worldliness.

"Has greed blinded you to the current situation?"

Zhao Shouyi's figure flashed and disappeared again. Facing these people, he was too lazy to waste any more words.

“Never forget!”

A sword swept across, and a stream of brilliant sword light appeared above the sky. In the sword light, there were ancient desert roads, towering mountains, mighty rivers, winding streams, changing dynasties, bloody battles on the battlefield, and a woman looking forward to it.
A ray of sword light seemed to encompass everything, recording the rise and fall of the world, recording love, hate, and separation, as if it had intercepted a section of the long river of time.

Su Haoran, the northern guard, was startled, and his hair stood on end. He couldn't help but screamed, "Retreat!!"

The other three people who were planning to block the attack at first suddenly felt their hearts skip a beat and they withdrew their hands and retreated rapidly.

However, even though they wanted to retreat, Zhao Shouyi had no intention of letting them go. The long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and the sword light became brighter, covering the three people who did not choose to retreat at the first moment.

Ye Chengping, Nan Boxi, and Lu Xinghan's expressions changed. Zhao Shouyi moved very quickly, and he had already changed his tactics almost at the moment Su Haoran reminded him.

As a last resort, the three of them had to use all their methods.

I saw three extremely brilliant lights appearing in the air, a big bell, a giant umbrella, and a shield.

As the breath fluctuated, the three instruments transformed by true energy glowed brightly and collided with the sword light slashed out by Zhao Shouyi, suddenly making a sharp sound.

It was not until this moment that the three of them understood why Su Haoran asked them to hide. It was because Zhao Shouyi's attack was so powerful that it seemed that what was cut out was not a sword light, but the world.

However, the weight of the world is not something that one person can carry. It is like the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. With the blessing of luck, he can still try his best, but the final result is that he has no chance of immortality at all, and many people die young.

"Little Taoist priest, throughout the past five hundred years, there has never been a person as talented as you."

Su Haoran had a jade flute in his hand, which he used to block Zhao Shouyi who wanted to continue chasing him. He slashed in front of him, and Zhao Shouyi jumped. This simple slash made him feel a little threatened. The next moment, he shook his body and retreated into the distance.

About two breaths later, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, which lasted for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shouyi felt a chill in his heart. If he had not dodged just now, the attack would probably have fallen on him. Su Haoran was indeed at the Return to Truth Realm, but the other party's method was indeed a bit weird.

On the other side, the other three flew back from a distance in a somewhat embarrassed manner. The three of them had gloomy eyes. The power of Zhao Shouyi's sword just now was far beyond their imagination. The three of them almost couldn't hold on with their self-defense means in the end.

This was the case when the three of them worked together to resist. It was hard to imagine that if any one of the three fought alone, Zhao Shouyi's seemingly unglamorous attack would be able to severely injure them instantly.

"The artistic conception of the years."

Nan Boxi's face turned pale, with a hint of fear in his eyes. They had never seen pork, but they had seen pigs run. The sword that Zhao Shouyi had just used was so powerful that it was definitely not an ordinary move.

"Good vision." Just now, Nan Boxi was the first one to notice the abnormality of the weapon in his hand. Zhao Shouyi praised him generously, but he secretly took a fancy to this guardian of the East Territory.

In terms of knowledge, Nan Boxi is clearly superior to the other three.

The expressions of the other three people changed again. The artistic conception of years is also called the artistic conception of time, which coincides with the Avenue of Time. The difficulty of comprehending such an Avenue is beyond the imagination of ordinary geniuses.

But the young Taoist priest in front of them was able to comprehend this truth. Regarding this, the mentality of the four people had quietly changed.

Seeing these people standing there and not taking any action, Zhao Shouyi felt a little amused.

"Why, what are you four worried about?"

"Or do you guys no longer want the spiritual weapon in my hand?"

A few people looked at each other and regained their previous calm. Everyone has greed in their heart, but smart people can judge the situation and know what they can take and what they cannot take!
Previously, the four of them set up a large formation, intending to completely eliminate Zhao Shouyi, the anomaly, but they thought that he had just returned to the true state and was a weak target. However, after several rounds of attempts, they found that the situation was not what they imagined.

Although this young man had just entered the state of returning to the true self, his fighting power was no less than theirs, and was even slightly higher than theirs. In addition, the spiritual weapons in his hands and the several realms of mind he had comprehended had already made them want to retreat.

They are all old monsters and they cherish their lives very much.

But they also know human nature well, and now that they have offended someone, it is impossible to turn hostility into friendship.

The most important thing is their future plans, and there must be no problems here. After some struggle, several people nodded one after another.

Then the four figures disappeared directly on the spot, and when they came out of the void again, they were already divided into four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.

Zhao Shouyi's heart moved slightly, as if he had guessed something. The next moment, he flashed and attacked Ye Chengping again.

"it's useless."

This time, facing Zhao Shouyi's attack, Ye Chengping stood where he was without dodging or evading, looking at the sword light that was powerful enough to shatter the black iron wood, his tone was very calm.

Zhao Shouyi did not slow down his speed and swept out with the sword.

“Unfair!”

It was the previous unfair sword intent. The sword light was straight in a line, heading straight for Ye Chengping's face. In this attack, Zhao Shouyi hardly held back.

The sword light swept past at an extremely fast speed, and almost at the moment when Zhao Shouyi swung the sword, it had arrived in front of Ye Chengping.

Zhao Shouyi paused. This sword did not have the expected effect. After the sword light reached Ye Chengping, it seemed to be stuck in the mud and pulled by a strange force. In just a dozen breaths, it was completely consumed.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shouyi glanced in other directions. Nan Boxi and the others had blank expressions on their faces, with their hands making strange seals. Their auras seemed to have merged together, or in other words, completely merged into the formation.

"My friend, your fighting ability is so high that the rest of us are ashamed of ourselves. However, don't even think about interfering in the affairs of Tianqi or the world."

Zhao Shouyi's expression changed, and he asked coldly, "Do you four really want to start this tragedy?"

(End of this chapter)