My whole family cultivated immortality without telling me

Chapter 459 No One in the World Knows Swords Better Than Me

The four realms really seized the opportunity to take action, and the scene was extremely grand.

When the twenty-six fourth realms rushed out of the arc spirit boat, Shen Qingyun flew backwards and threw his hands at the same time...

Bang!
A flying sword that pierced Liu Yip's vest was shattered into powder.

"Damn sneak attack!"

Liu Yip was saved, but his soul was scared out of his wits, his blood and qi were out of control, and his limbs danced wildly and meaninglessly for a while before he realized that he had survived the calamity.

"It's him?!"

As far as the eye can see, the ugly man who saved himself is facing nearly a hundred attacks from the four realms.

Swords flew in all directions, clanging fiercely, emitting sharp edges, and leaping and escaping in a treacherous manner.

Various magic weapons swallow up earth, fire, water, and wind, and some even transform into strange spirit beasts and wonders of heaven.

What made Liu Yip's scalp tingle the most were the three seas of spirit insects.

Not to mention the buzzing sound that disturbs the mind, the poisonous miasma emitted by the colorful colors makes people feel extremely uncomfortable even at a distance of three miles.

"father!"

I subconsciously called out "Dad", but got no response.

Turning around, he saw Liu Feihuang using his blood and energy to hold up three huge mountains, and blood was gushing out wildly.

"father!"

Liu Yipin's eyes were bloodshot, he took half a step forward and stopped abruptly.

"Retreat to the formation, release your energy and blood, and load your crossbows!"

Due to the great effort, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were red.

Liu Yipin didn't dare to look at his father again. When he was about to raise the crossbow, he couldn't help but look at the ugly man again...

Hundreds of killing moves were coordinated almost perfectly, blocking all space.

Putting his own father in the situation, the sound of suona playing for the dead rang in Liu Yip's mind.

"You saved my life, but you left before me..."

Taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Release!"

Puff puff……

When thirty-two immortal-destroying crossbow arrows broke through the air.

The Chu and Han cultivators, who had already experienced two rounds of attacks, retreated in panic and cooperated tacitly, preparing to defend against this wave.

"This crossbow arrow is different, don't use magic treasure to protect it!"

"Put on some heavy stuff, surround it with three layers!"

"Damn it, let's see how many arrows you have!"

"Look, that ugly senior might be..."

……

The perfect hundred killing moves shrank from a circle of a hundred feet in radius to three feet.

Because the range is smaller, the murderous aura is almost condensed into a tangible existence.

The Chu and Han cultivators were astonished.

"If everyone can survive this..."

"If he survives, I'll turn around and leave!"

"Don't laugh. Even if we can survive, we still have dozens of fourth-level masters!"

……

Just saying.

The actual killing within a thirty-meter radius showed a tendency to gradually solidify.

The dozens of fourth realm masters who took action frowned.

"This is……"

While he was still guessing, a pitifully small finger stretched out three feet of killing intent and emerged from the fingertip.

The fingers seemed dissatisfied and began to move vigorously, making the hole bigger.

The cultivators who took action looked at each other in complete confusion.

"What kind of method is this?"

"It looks like a spell created by spiritual power..."

"You call it that...it's moving again!"

The cultivators looked again and saw that the hole had grown a little bigger, and there was an extra fingertip, moving vigorously...

Boo!
Drill out.

Until five points, the little milk hand appeared.

After escaping from the three-foot-tall killing spree, the little baby turned around and made a "yeah" sign to the owner of the cave.

"Go ahead, Yi Qishou!"

A quick hand?

"Are you sure you heard it right?"

"This... hiss!"

"What a treasure that is...Hide!"

……

Whiteboard is out!

Milk hands cover the sky!

The souls of the dead cultivators are surging!

Flying in all directions at high speed.

Unexpectedly, he made a feint with his hand, and two big circles spurted out from behind his butt, and flew straight to the main battlefield. He stretched out his hand and grabbed thirty-two lightning-fast immortal-breaking crossbow arrows in his hand!

Then charge up!
Throw forward!
Thirty-two immortal crossbows penetrated three layers of heavy defenses, strung together nearly a hundred cultivators, and destroyed dozens of spirit boats...

The sound of breaking through the air just began.

It was like the wailing of the void being torn apart, and the cultivators of Chu and Han turned pale when they heard it.

Qin Wu's soldiers also looked pale.

"This, this is just a broken immortal crossbow..."

"It's actually more powerful than the Zhuxian Crossbow?"

"That, that hand..."

……

Liu Yip stared at the huge hand that covered the sky in a daze, his eyes bulged out and he was unable to speak.

"Oh!"

He suddenly covered his forehead, looked up in shock, and saw that Zhatian's huge hand was making a gesture of shooting a bullet in the head.

Seeing Liu Yipin come back to his senses, he pointed his thumb towards the Chu-Han formation.

"Load the arrow!" Liu Yipin understood immediately and shouted in great joy, "No more pre-aiming, load as fast as possible!"

One throw!
Two throws!

Three throws!

More than four hundred Chu and Han monks were stranded in a foreign land, their souls drifting in a foreign land.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Qin Wu army was not only able to regroup, but even advanced twenty miles!

"Less than ten miles to go, chance!" Liu Feihuang trembled with excitement and shouted, "Keep going!"

The twenty or so fourth-level masters who were dealing with Shen Qingyun were now scared out of their wits.

"He, he ignored us the whole time!"

"What on earth is that treasure? It's just a Qi Hand of the first level, and the spiritual power is pitifully little, how can it be..."

"At least he has reached the fifth level of strength. This is totally unreasonable!"

"Everyone, I have a guess... Did this person use the power of his soul to erase our killing?"

……

All the cultivators were stunned, and after carefully comprehending what was going on, their faces changed in shock.

"Completely lost contact with the flying sword?!"

"This is also the case with my magic weapon..."

"Is this person a fifth-level cultivator?"

……

In panic, everyone almost ran away.

"Return to the formation first and block those arrows!"

Frightened half to death, dozens of cultivators returned very quickly.

Unexpectedly, just as he returned to the formation, the fourth wave of Immortal-Destroying Crossbow arrows attacked.

"Too deceiving!"

Seeing that the giant hand that covered the sky had become much more illusory, the three fourth-level masters gained confidence and attacked together.

"Eight Spiders Mysterious Yin Web!"

A huge dark blue net with a radius of several dozen feet took the shape of a hood, covering the whole world!

"Nayin Stone, go!"

The great cultivator of the fourth realm threw an object casually, and it flew into the air, rising hundreds of feet against the wind. It was the last to arrive but the first to arrive, and it blocked the way in front of the eight spiders' Xuanyin web.

"Strong Wind and Fire Formation!"

Sixteen formation flags shot out from the hands of the third great cultivator, forming a formation in the air, covering the net and the stones!

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the first two monks twitched.

The war ends here.

Senior Chou only punished the two people who called him grandpa.

Qin Wu’s army formation killed more than five hundred monks!

Among them there are even more than a dozen unlucky fourth-level masters!
"Damn it, I'll bear it!"

"We only hope to achieve success with one strike, and then the morale of the troops can be maintained. Otherwise... Hey, there is great hope!"

Release your spiritual consciousness and observe the arrow.

The arrows dropped by more than 30% at a rapid speed.

First slow it down with the Nayin Stone, then lock it with the Eight-Spider Mysterious Yin Net, and finally quench it with the Gangfeng Lihuo Array!

The three great cultivators stared at the giant hand in the air with unfriendly eyes, feeling proud in their hearts.

Seeing this, the giant hand that covers the sky leaned back tactically, as if startled.

The next moment, two big circles came out from the big wrist, and the thrown Immortal-Destroying crossbow arrow was retrieved.

What kind of operation is this?
Under the confused gaze of both the enemy and us, the big hands clenched tightly, shaking with the strength!
Then suddenly open it into a palm!

The faces of the Chu and Han monks changed drastically!
"Again, recovered again?"

"It's so shameless... Oh no, it's coming again, hide quickly!"

The first to flee were the four realm repairmen who returned to the formation.

They are fast, but the little milk hands are even faster!
With a fierce throw, amidst the wailing sound in the void, twenty-six great cultivators in the fourth realm were all pierced through!
"what……"

"puff!"

"I will never die, ahhhhhhhhh!"

……

The momentum of Qin Wu's army was even slowed down because of this!

In Liu Feihuang's pupils, which had shrunk to the size of needle tips, there were still the afterimages of four particularly special immortal-destroying crossbow arrows!
"Actually, actually turned a corner?!"

I even felt a trace of Qi and blood power in it? !
Is it a method used by body cultivators?
"But what level of physical training can one achieve..."

Subconsciously, he looked towards the three feet of killing that still existed between heaven and earth.

"Could it be, it's, it's him?"

blah blah blah...

Having lost his master, the killing suddenly ceased and Shen Qingyun appeared in the world.

Talk about changes.

Not without.

In his hand, there was a flying sword that had lost its spiritual power.

Different from the ones he had seen before, this flying sword had a three-foot-long blade, a suitable weight, and a good feel. Just a casual sword dance...

He cut a big hole in the sleeve of his forearm.

Shen Qingyun calmly put away the flying sword and looked at the Chu-Han monk.

The Chu and Han monks' minds were still on the sword injuries they suffered. When Shen Qingyun saw this, they all quickly looked away.

"Damn it, this is definitely another sinister plot!"

"I agree. He's been punished for calling me grandpa before. If anyone laughs this time, I'm afraid it's..."

"You think we are stupid? Such a stupid plan..."

"Can you imagine being beaten half to death for just saying grandpa?"

"Fight back to fight, everyone, be polite and courteous, don't smile, please keep this in mind, don't bring disaster to your fellow Taoists!"

"No need to remind me, I almost have it carved on my face!"

……

It is indeed the Chu-Han Dynasty where entertainment is everything, the laugh point is really high...

"If it were Brother Liu, he would probably start to cry."

Thinking of Liu Gaosheng, Shen Qingyun glanced at the fishing scene and tightened his mouth.

"As expected of Brother Liu, you have already caught three people."

But the four realms are still too many.

Full calculation.

There are only sixteen fourth-level body cultivators on Qin Wu’s right flank.

This is when Huo Xiu is in charge of the Mayi Gate. The four realms, which were supposed to be divided into three parts, are now evenly divided with the center.

Although all four realms were still alive, there were dozens of casualties among the more than a thousand elite soldiers from the third realm.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense across the opposite side, he found that there were still about fifty people in the four realms.

"There are still eight or nine people hiding inside the Spirit Boat..."

Shen Qingyun looked at the little hand that was gradually breaking due to his extreme effort, and his heart moved, and the little hand reappeared.

Before he threw it out, the whiteboard made a clattering sound: "..." Shen Qingyun's little trick was exposed, his face slightly reddened, and he smiled and said: "Thank you, Senior Yunzang, for your help!"

The whiteboard clicked: "Saint, you show up, and I kill you? Our friendship is over!"

"Not really, not really, mainly..." Shen Qingyun's eyes turned, and he quickly explained, "Mainly, I don't know what kind of divine manifestation style you like, and I don't dare to make my own decisions."

Yun's Bank in Tianqi City.

Yun Xi half-lay on the armchair, looking at the ugly person in the mirror and pouting.

"How can Qingyun accept this? Let's tell the Yunxiu Sect tomorrow that people who are too ugly should not stay in this world of immortal cultivation... Haha, by then, Qingyun will definitely look like there are always villains trying to harm me."

Yun Xi put her feet back and sat up straight, her eyes rolled, and she was about to come up with an idea to show off...

"You're almost there."

"Sister, you have to take care of this. I am doing this for Qingyun..."

"Your brother-in-law is out."

"Ah?" Yun Xi stood up in surprise, "For such a small matter, my brother-in-law...eh?"

Yun Xi frowned, and her spiritual sense moved. The whiteboard nearly a million miles away turned around, and she sneered.

"Liu Xin has a good idea...but it's not my brother-in-law's turn to take action, right?"

Not getting a response, Yun Xi put away the whiteboard unhappily.

Seeing that the whiteboard no longer made the clicking sounds and no longer emitted the aura of a big boss, Shen Qingyun knew that his strategy of killing with a borrowed knife had come to an end.

"I'm afraid it will be a tough battle next."

After looking back at his two grandfathers, Shen Qingyun flew towards the battlefield.

At this point, Qin Wu had exhausted all the arrows of the Double Immortal Crossbows and began his final charge.

More than a thousand body cultivators above the third realm burst out with qi and blood, and lingered as one...

Shen Qingyun was secretly shocked when he saw this scene.

Suddenly, he saw a large group of murderous people flying out from the Chu-Han formation, and he hurriedly looked at Liu Feihuang.

Liu Feihuang's spiritual awareness is still poor, but the intuition of a physical practitioner is very sensitive.

With a quick glance, he identified the dozen or so most threatening killing moves and immediately shouted, "Attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pool of blood and energy formed into dozens of guns, which shot out and faced the dozen or so killing attacks.

Seeing this, the other generals took action one after another, each targeting one path and punching like a dragon!

When more than a dozen killing weapons collapsed, a large amount of killing weapons fell down, like boiling water into boiling oil, blasting out pieces of flowers of blood and energy.

The practitioners were still waiting and looking forward to it, but suddenly their faces changed drastically.

"Gone?"

"What a joke, this..."

"I remember now. I once heard from the Xu family that the Qi and blood of a physical cultivator can break the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!"

"Damn it, I don't believe it, come again!"

……

The Qin Wu army formation did not give Chu and Han too many opportunities. Dozens of generals from the fourth realm, relying on the power of the Qi and Blood Formation, soared into the air, carrying overwhelming Qi and Blood, and rushed towards the Lingzhou formation!
When the monks who had the ability to change saw this scene, they were filled with fear.

"Oh no, they want to drag us down..."

Looking at the group of body cultivators below who were as ferocious as wolves and tigers, the cultivators dared not let this happen, and they all controlled the spirit boats to rise at a very fast speed.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qingyun flew out with a whoosh, appeared above the spirit boat group, and looked down.

What sinister plot does he have?

The cultivators were shocked and gritted their teeth secretly, causing the speed of the spirit boat to drop significantly.

"good chance!"

Liu Feihuang's eyes lit up. As he had the highest level of cultivation, all the energy and blood in his body burst out, creating a cloud of energy and blood with a radius of a thousand feet, covering the spirit boat community.

At that time, all the generals raised their hands and pushed the blood and energy of more than a thousand elites towards Liu Feihuang!

The cloud of qi and blood forms a net!

The elite blood and qi become a rope!

When the rope was entangled in the net, Liu Feihuang shouted: "Pull!"

The spirit boat wailed.

All the cultivators changed color!

Most of the four realms cultivators flew out without a second thought, trying their best to cut open the web of qi and blood and fly straight into the sky.

Looking down again, even if it was a Fourth Realm Spirit Boat controlled by a Fourth Realm Great Master, it could not resist the pull of the Qi and blood, and fell with a wail.

There were even quite a few Third Realm Spirit Boats that were invaded by Qi and blood, and the spiritual power of the Third Realm cultivators inside them was restricted, causing them to fall before the spirit boats.

I can’t even release the spiritual energy shield.

"It's done!"

Liu Feihuang was overjoyed and was about to give the order to kill...

The eight falling spirit boats suddenly burst out with incomparable sword light, cutting the blood and energy nets into pieces!

"how is this possible?"

Qin Wu's army suffered an inexplicable defeat, and Liu Feihuang simply couldn't believe it.

Shen Qingyun was also shocked.

"Sword cultivator?"

The four realm masters who flew out ahead of time laughed out loud.

"Haha, it turns out that some fellow Taoists have taken action."

"My friend, you are very clever. At the last moment, you performed a heaven-defying turnaround!"

"The sword light is so sharp, I believe you are not far from becoming a true swordsman. Congratulations to all you fellow Taoists!"

……

It turns out he’s not a sword cultivator!

Shen Qingyun snorted and looked down again.

I saw nine great cultivators of the fourth realm calmly leaving the spirit boat.

Behind each person, there are one to nine swords.

"It does look similar to the one in my hand... Tsk, could it be from the same sect?"

Just as he was thinking about it, the old man with nine swords looked up at Shen Qingyun.

"You don't know how to use a sword. Give it back to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other four realms' great cultivators broke out in cold sweats.

"Were they asleep before?"

"You didn't say any swear words..."

"But if it's insulting, I can't stand it!"

"It's over. One of us has to go this time."

……

Shen Qingyun was also stunned.

But I can pretend.

He took out a three-foot-long green sword with his right hand, and stroked the sword with the index and middle fingers of his left hand.

"No one in the world knows swords better than me."

That bleak look.

That tone of voice that feels cold and lonely at the top.

The elegance of stroking the sword.

Everyone was stunned.

The nine amateur swordsmen below couldn't help but frown upon seeing this.

Without giving them a chance to ask questions, Shen Qingyun started to show off his divine powers in front of others.

"When I was young, I sharpened my sword for ten years, but the frosty blade was never tested."

"The sword's energy once traversed thirty thousand miles, and one sword froze forty states."

"I have fought in battles across thousands of miles, and my sword has been as powerful as a million men."

"I thought that the sword would be used for my whole life, but I didn't expect that I would live up to the reputation of being a madman for three thousand years."

"In the end, the precious sword was hung up high, the sword song was dispersed, and only the sword girl remained. She has practiced sword with me for several years, and has not mastered the way of swordsmanship. However, she can move the four directions with a sword dance, and the heaven and earth will rise and fall for a long time..."

……

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Three, thirty thousand miles of sword energy?"

"One sword was once as powerful as a hundred or a million masters?"

"I've been famous for three thousand years! I'm just an old monster pretending to be young!"

"A swordswoman who has practiced swordplay for many years is so terrifying?"

……

As for the nine amateur swordsmen, since their professional knowledge was not solid enough, they were directly controlled by these majestic words.

"I dare to ask you, Senior..."

"What do you mean by senior or not?" Shen Qingyun shook his head and sighed, "The past is gone, and the heroes of today are still to be seen."

Is this... an opportunity?
The nine people looked at each other, feeling some disbelief and surprise in their hearts.

"I would like to ask for your honorable name, Senior!"

"My name?" Shen Qingyun sighed. "I have long forgotten it. I once had a sword technique that I was very proud of. It was called Qinglian Sword Song. You all...just call me Qinglian Jushi."

Over there, the two sisters from Tiancong City were rolling on the ground laughing.

The nine people here felt that they had met a master and bowed down to him.

"We have been obsessed with swordsmanship for a long time, but have never had the opportunity to learn. We would like to respect you as our teacher and listen to your swordsmanship."

Shen Qingyun nodded: "Since we have met, it is fate. Judging from the nine of you, you have decent qualifications, so you... surrender first."

Ok?
This transition is too...

If you say surrender, then surrender!

The great cultivators of the four realms sneered.

The nine people were stunned for a moment, then landed in an orderly manner.

The repairmen were dumbfounded again.

Shen Qingyun turned his gaze and looked at them.

"Who are you to dare to be at the same level as me?"

"Uh……"

"Go down!"

The great cultivators of the four realms gritted their teeth secretly.

"The advantage is still in my hands..."

"If we work together, then..."

……

While everyone was still discussing through voice transmission, nine amateur swordsmen frowned and looked up.

"Hurry up, don't waste your time!"

"Are you underestimating the weakness of my sword?"

Does this work?
Shen Qingyun was stunned.

All the practitioners were dumbfounded.

"Fuck it, you must have gone crazy from practicing sword skills!"

"Everyone, professional matters must be handled professionally. If this person doesn't have any skills, he won't be able to fool the Little Immortal Sword Sect."

But think back.

Although the nine sword cultivators broke Qin Wu's military formation, they also became prisoners of Qin Wu's military formation.

Let’s not talk about this for now.

It looks like it's been thoroughly moistened, and I'm ready to stab you if you don't surrender.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyun gently hooked his right hand downwards...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
All arrows, whether intact or broken, were collected.

The repairmen changed color.

"Just surrender!"

"This battle was fought in a cowardly way..."

"He also held back."

"Of course. Even Yi Qi's hand is so terrifying. If he does it himself, I'm afraid..."

"What's more, the two grandfathers over there are still alive."

……

After hesitating for a while, all the great cultivators from the four realms bowed in unison, but they were too embarrassed to say anything, so they landed on the ground without saying a word.

"This……"

Liu Feihuang and the generals looked at each other.

"Get it under control quickly."

Shen Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the cultivators, and left with his hands behind his back.

When he left, the cultivators became uneasy.

"Another vicious plot!"

"If anyone runs, I'm afraid it's..."

"Be a real man, just surrender when you are told to do so. You are looking down on me for nothing!"

……

After they flew far away, Shen Qingyun wiped his sweat repeatedly, feeling guilty, and murmured in surprise.

"I didn't hear my sister say that swordplay doesn't help your brain... Ouch!"

After flicking his son's head with a bullet, Shen Weilong looked towards the south and took half a step forward, and Chu and Han arrived.

The souls of the hundreds of cultivators above the third realm who died on the battlefield have long since returned...

They are queuing up to enter the corner of national destiny.

That corner is the incense kingdom created by Liu Xinxin.

(End of this chapter)