Cultivating Immortals from the Heavens: Starting from a Mortal

Chapter 620
A generation of Xuan Kings was blown away by Xuanzong Yan Qingyun, and Qian Shan King couldn't believe it.

The phantom of the divine sword landed hundreds of meters away, the sword energy overflowed, and Yan Qingyun's figure reappeared, but the terrifying aura was already infinitely close to that of the strong Xuanwang.

It was during the collision that he went one step further and broke through the realm of the superior Xuanzong. As he landed, the wind and clouds behind him gathered, thunder surged, and the breath of endless vast destruction still gathered.

The blood-colored divine sword pointed directly: "Li Hun Mie White Snake Tianzong is full of families, I only take his life, King Qianshan, I respect you as a generation of kings, and I will persuade you with kind words. If you insist on protecting this person, I will pay some The price may not be able to kill you!"

Qianshan King Lie Qianshan's arms were still trembling a little. Yan Qingyun, a peerless Xuanzong, really has the ability to fight across borders, but he is completely at a disadvantage. He is only a dignified sixth-rank sect, so how can he be afraid of a Xuanzong.

"Joke, don't you think that Wuyahai is just a king? You broke into Wuyahai and killed my disciples. You still want someone now!"

"Since you are obsessed with your obsession, I have no choice but to send you on your way!" Yan Qingyun's terrifying aura erupted violently, and in an instant, the wind, fire, thunder and lightning turned into a terrifying vitality mass, which condensed into his hands.

The domineering vigor erupted instantly, this time it was a crazy eruption of the inner void, an instant increase of all powers, the combination of wind and cloud, the heavenly Moco, using the magic weapon in his hand as the medium, erupted brazenly.

"Zhantian...drawing sword technique!"

"Cang!" This time, the void was torn apart. This time, the mysterious weapon in the hands of Qianshan King exploded. This time, Yan Qingyun tore the void and sealed his throat with a sword. But at this moment, a six-pointed star appeared, Yan Qingyun's sword light was forcibly moved elsewhere.

"Cang!" Although the domineering sword light didn't cut off Qianshan King's head, it even cut off Wuyahai's sect stele.

"Boom card!" For a moment, thunder and lightning roared, and the eyes of the remaining Xuanzong masters were all tearing apart. Under the six-pointed star, a figure in blue appeared again.

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!"

"King Wuya, Ku Wuya!" Yan Qingyun sheathed his sword and didn't feel strange at all. He had long sensed that there was another powerful king here.

Looking at the heavy casualties of Xuanzong's sect, King Wuya couldn't help but frown: "Worthy of being a generation of swordsmen! Where is Li Hun?"

"Zong... Sovereign!" Li Hun was already trembling with fright. Although Xuanzong is powerful for such a big event of destroying the sect, it is obvious that he can't provoke a strong Xuanzong like Yan Qingyun. "Sovereign, please forgive me!"

"Boom!" King Wuya pressed his palm, and Li Hun turned into a rain of blood. The methods were cruel and domineering, and he turned to look at Yan Qingyun: "I respect you as a generation of swordsmen, and you will not die if you take one of my moves!" , Today’s matter is wiped out!”

Yan Qingyun slowly pressed the Blood Sea Youhuang sword on his waist: "Please!"

In an instant, the world turned upside down, the sea returned to its origin, and the overwhelming and powerful profound energy turned into a palm that could destroy the world.

"Tianya Promise Palm!" Wuyahai's signature skill, the Tianya Promise Palm at the peak of the blue rank, this palm burst out in the hands of the peerless king Tianya Wang, it is even more unparalleled, as if the sky is falling.

Yan Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes, drew his sword brazenly, that shocking sharpness reappeared, but this time, it was more domineering and decisive, the sea of ​​blood was churning, and the evil spirit was condensed. Before that, it was a white sword shadow, but now it is A dark red sword, that is Jian Sha, tore apart the palm like cutting tofu.

A sword tore Wu Ya Wang's face in the past, Wu Ya Wang stood up with his hands behind his back and said: "Today's matter, stop here, don't let it go!"

"Farewell!" Yan Qingyun condensed his sword and left, but Lie Qianshan was puzzled: "Brother, why didn't you keep him!"

King Wuya opened his palm, but there was a bright red sword mark, and the terrifying evil spirit was still boiling on it.

"This... are you also injured?" Qianshan King dared not answer.

"What a powerful sword-slashing technique!" King Wuya's eyes were full of astonishment, "Even if I can keep him, Wuyahai's vitality will be seriously injured. How could the King of Seven Stars let go of such a good opportunity?"

"I understand!" Qianshan King's arm was still trembling: "This kid's sword is too fast!"

This battle shocked the world. Yan Qingyun flattened the Lihua Palace with a single sword, killed the dignitaries of Wuyahai one by one with one sword, and retreated from the whole body after receiving Wuya Wang's palm, which directly caused a sensation in Chi Mo and Lanyue. On the title Jianzong.

When you reach the Grand Master, you can get a title.However, it has always been no big deal to choose names randomly, such as Canzong, Qingzong, Xuezong, etc., but those who dare to call themselves such names as Daozong, Jianzong, and Zhanzong often do not live long.

There are so many people who use swords in the world, the strong have their own strong hands.

Anyone who dares to be named a sword must accept the challenge of the strongest sword wielders in the world. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.Such a ban is a recipe for disaster.

The fact that King Wuya gave him this title might not mean killing him, but Yan Qingyun's sword is too fast, and his strikes are ruthless. Anyone who comes to challenge will be killed without exception.

The good thing is that he sealed his throat with a sword and left a whole body, but the unlucky one was directly cut in half with a sword, and returned all the way from the northern border to Zijing Valley. Zijing Valley was naturally full of joy.

Su Hanshan said happily: "Elder Yan, the envoy of Leng Nuan Hall has arrived! The token of the seventh-rank sect has been sent, and we can become the seventh-rank sect."

"Oh?" Yan Qingyun is not surprised. Lengnuandian is a hidden seventh-rank sect with a comprehensive strength far exceeding the seventh-rank. They are the largest sect in the Blue Moon Principality and the guardians of the blue moon.

There are three [-]th-rank sects in the Blue Moon Principality on the surface, but the Lengnuan Palace is the absolute overlord. They have a close relationship with the royal family of the Principality. You must know that the leader of the Blue Moon Principality is personally appointed by the emperor of the Tianlong Empire.

Not to mention the sixth-rank sect, there are only a dozen Xuan Emperors in the world, and not many dare to confront the three great empires.

The Leng Nuan Hall is qualified to bestow tokens of seventh-rank sects. As for the other three sects agreeing or not?Hehe, they dare to disagree.

"That's fine, Zijingu is based on the seventh-rank sect, and it will also usher in great development!" Yan Qingyun nodded. "I have also benefited a lot from this trip to the northern border, and I am about to retreat and learn from jokes."

"This thing is the Blood Dropping Purple Golden Pill and the Three-Day Sword Qi Jue!" Yan Qingyun took out a roll of pill recipes, a jade bottle, and a volume of the Qing-level Intermediate Three-Day Sword Qi Jue.

Su Hanshan was surprised and said: "The treasure of Yaozong Shuixietian was actually obtained by you? How did you do it?"

"Haha!" Yan Qingyun said with a smile: "If I don't have any skills, how did I get to where I am today. Isn't the suzerain curious about where I learned my alchemy skills? I learned it here!"

"Then what are these?" Su Hanshan asked puzzled.

"With the blood-dropping purple gold pill, Xuanzong can continue to flow. Among them, I have already obtained the most rare Jiaofu Huangquanzhi, and the suzerain can hand it over to the elders of the secret realm to cultivate it. In the future, the Xuanzong of Zijing Valley will continue for generations, enough to be firmly established as a seventh-rank sect The realm of the gate!" Yan Qingyun said lightly: "In addition to this, it is to offer rewards to the outside world to find the technique of the sword formation!"

"Sword Formation!" Su Hanshan nodded, "I understand, leave this matter to me."

(End of this chapter)