The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

But suddenly!

The silence was broken by a subtle but sharp "hissing" sound.

The sound seemed far away at first, but then it came rolling in like a surging tide.

Then, a huge sword light suddenly appeared in the vast sky.

The sword light rushed over from afar, and when it got closer, it suddenly split into one light and then suddenly became dozens of lights.

The originally dead silence was like a fragile piece of glass, which was shattered by the sword energy and could never be put back together again.

Chill and pressure filled the air.

The old man in the lead, when he saw the light emitted by Ye Yang, showed a hint of surprise between his brows, as if he had not expected that Ye Yang would dare to draw his sword first in front of them.

"How dare you, a cultivator at the level of a True Person, attack a Taoist priest like me. Who gave you the confidence?"

"You know, besides me, there are three Dharma Real People here, and the fighting power of sword cultivators far exceeds that of my peers."

"I am Lu Yu!"

When this statement is made, no one needs to be surprised.

Just the two words "Lu Yu" are enough to explain a lot of things.

The Taoist Priestess of the Lietian Sword Sect who recently had a breakthrough!
He was a master of swords and was extremely famous for a while.

"Let me show you what a Taoist Primordial Spirit is!"

Looking up, I saw the old man Lijian and the founder of the Crazy Sword of the Lietian Sword Sect, like two killing gods, descending from the sky with surging sword energy and standing on the sect square.

The old man with the split sword has white hair and a stern face. The long sword in his hand is shining with a cold light, just like a meteor in the dark night.

The Mad Sword Master has a burly figure, eyes like torches, and the huge sword in his hand is like a door panel, emitting an ancient, heavy and powerful pressure, and the sword body vibrates.

"Humph, Ye Yang, you stole my sect's inheritance and tried to hide. Today is the day you die!"

Lu Yu's voice was like a huge bell, making the air around him buzz.

Before he finished speaking and the sword in his hand hadn't moved, a circle of rotating sword light disappeared into the void in an instant like a nimble white snake.

The next moment, like thunder in the dark night, it suddenly appeared from the vital parts of Ye Yang's body and slashed towards Ye Yang swiftly.

The sword light is too fast.

With the power to split mountains and rocks, and with the sharp sword energy hidden around his body, he stabbed towards Ye Yang at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Wherever the sword came out, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the space seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, causing ripples visible to the naked eye, as if the heaven and earth were about to be torn apart by this sword.

"As expected of a Taoist priest of the Yuanshen Sect."

At this moment, the sword light had not yet arrived, but Ye Yang already felt an indescribable tearing sensation all over his body.

There was an intense pain throughout his body, as if his skin was being torn apart.

You know, he had already practiced the Elephant Demon Fist and the Great Demon Peng Technique to an extremely high level.

The strength of the body is so strong that even steel and rock cannot compare to it.

However, at this moment, he felt an indescribable depression and fear, as if he would be chopped to pieces by the sword light if he was not careful.

He activated the Great Demonic Peng Technique, and a golden light flashed on his body.

The next moment, he had broken through the space and jumped directly to the side, reaching the edge of the battlefield.

“Even if you are a Taoist priest of the Yuanshen Sect and want to run wild in my Feitian Sect, you will have to pay a heavy price.”

Beyond the edge of the battlefield.

Ye Yang's figure suddenly rose taller, his clothes rustling fiercely, like a pine tree standing proudly in the wind.

At this moment, he already had a plan in mind.

Just now, he relied on the Great Demonic Peng Technique to avoid the gap in Lu Yu's attack.

Ye Yang knew that the opportunity was rare and would never come back.

Aiming at a cultivator nearby, Ye Yang approached him at an extremely fast speed, not daring to slack off for a moment.

He used all his strength to practice the Wanxiang Futu Jue, and the shadow of the Sword Demon Ape flashed in the void behind him.

Then the Red Maple Sword and the Yinsui Knife suddenly appeared in front of him.

The next moment, after the knife and sword entangled in the air for a while,

The knife and the sword instantly burst into a dazzling cold light, and the light seemed to swallow up the surrounding night and turned into a silver streak.

"The knife has no shadow, the sword has no trace, the sword comes out and cuts through the wind and clouds!"

Ye Yang exerted all his strength, using all his sword and saber combined moves.

This sword and one move are quite fierce.

At this moment, the Red Maple Sword and the Yinsui Knife were dancing at the same time. The sword light was like lightning, and the sword shadow was like twinkling stars, causing the void to vibrate.

The cultivator over there, seeing Ye Yang appear, started to make a sword gesture.

But Ye Yang was too fast, and before he could make a move, the fierce attack of the knife and sword had already rushed over in an instant.

Wherever the sword light and sword shadow went, the sword energy that had just been launched but not yet used would be cut into pieces.

Seeing that his sword move was broken, the man attacked again.

It was just a trick.

He did not face Ye Yang's attack directly, but turned around, and the long sword in his hand dragged out a long black spiritual flame.

The spiritual flame actually contained the power of erosion by time. Every leap of the flame seemed to drain away Ye Yang's life.

The long sword flashed, carrying with it the blood and brutality of past massacres, sweeping over like an overwhelming force.

After a while, it formed a huge sword body that looked like a door panel.

The man held the huge sword in front of him, muttering something, and the spiritual power in his body was like boiling magma, pouring into the sword madly.

In an instant, the giant sword shone brightly, and the surrounding space seemed to be swallowed up by it, turning into pitch-black silence.

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"It is worthy of being the inheritance of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect. For a large sect like this, the disciples are not ordinary people."

Seeing the urgent situation around him, Ye Yang knew that he could not delay any longer.

At this time, everyone in Feitianmen also saw the battle in the sky.

The power of the Yin Yang Guixu Formation and the Water and Sky Yi Se Formation reached its peak.

Suddenly, two intersecting rays of light appeared in the sky. One was the black and white mysterious light representing the Yin-Yang Guixu Formation, and the other was the blue water waves of the Water and Sky Yi Se Formation.

The two forces intertwined in the air, forming a huge curtain of light that spanned the entire valley and completely enveloped the people of the Lietian Sword Sect.

"You dare to show off your power in front of us with just a formation?"

Lu Yu snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of sword energies shot towards the light curtain like meteors.

However, as soon as these sword energies touched the light curtain, they were bounced back by an invisible force. Some of the sword energies even dissipated directly in mid-air, as if they had never existed.

"interesting……"

Lu Yu was a little surprised.

He saw Ye Yang's figure at this moment and was about to use his spiritual power to shock the other party to death.

However, he never expected that the power of the formation would become increasingly powerful, and it actually formed independent small spaces that separated him.

Naturally, this formation could not stop his attack.

He gathered his strength and used it to break it.

But it also stopped him for a moment.

After he broke through the space of the formation, he looked towards where Ye Yang was.

He was about to kill the thief.

But the next moment, he seemed to have discovered something and exclaimed.

"No! How dare you, thief?"

But it is already late.

The tall figure had his feet firmly rooted in the void, the sword in his hand seemed like a living thing, and as his spiritual power surged, he let out a light cry.

"go with!"

At this moment, a purple long sword was like a dragon, winding and shuttling through the void. Every swing seemed to cut off the shackles of time.

And a red sword jumped nimbly at the edge of the void, leaving sword marks across the void.

Combining the two,
It seems that space is disordered and time is confused.

The space within three feet around began to vibrate violently.

Even time began to become subtly disordered.

An extremely bleak and sad atmosphere appeared between heaven and earth.

A cold and desperate knife, like all the wounding knives in the world.

A desolate and sad sword seems to represent the sadness of a hero in his old age.

It is necessary to smash everything, break through the void, and be unstoppable.

It's so sad and desolate.

"The sword flies through the years, the sword hides in the sky, it spans the sky and the earth, and it kills people in the mortal world."

One move fell.

The man blocking his way took out a shield-like treasure and tried to resist.

But it was useless, the sword energy fell, and the head fell to the ground immediately. (End of this chapter)