At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 315: Defeat the Peach Blossom Sword God and Seize the Sword Palace Master
"town"

Qingyao opened her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with extreme coldness and fighting spirit, then she raised her hand slightly, and the remaining eight long swords vibrated and transformed into eight sword dragons, strangling the Peach Blossom Sword God.

"Do you feel that Miss Qingyao seems to have suppressed the aura of Peach Blossom Sword God with her cultivation?"

A white-haired old man spoke with some uncertainty.

"Seems to be."

The middle-aged man beside him frowned, a wry smile appeared on his face, and then nodded, "How did Qingyao practice?"

"How terrifying."

"I heard that she was just a slave in the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion before, and was later forcibly taken away by the King of Xiliang and entered Xiliang."

"Could it be that she is also the reincarnation of an ancient powerful being?"

Some people speculated, but many people actually believed it. After all, Qingyao's performance was too enchanting. Who could do this unless she was the reincarnation of a powerful being?

Instantly set foot in the fairyland on land.

"Rumble"

"Rumble"

Eight swords came out at the same time, and each sword contained extremely terrifying killing power, which could be called the best in the world.

Even if the immortals from heaven came, they would leave with hatred.

The sloppy man did not retreat but advanced, taking a step forward, heading towards the eight flying swords, slashing down with the ancient sword in his hand, and in an instant, he used thousands of swords.

"Rumble"

The collision of sword energy and flying sword, both of them are the most powerful in the sword art of the world.

This Peach Blossom Sword God was so skilled in swordsmanship that he used his three-foot-long ancient sword to block the killing power of the eight flying swords.

Qingyao frowned slightly, her expression remained unchanged, the aura on her body continued to surge, and after a moment, her palm turned over.

It was as if the sky was turning upside down and the world was turned upside down. Then, nine long swords vibrated together. Without any moves, they were filled with terrible killing power, and formed nine flying rainbows, heading straight towards the sloppy man.

"boom"

Nine swords came out at the same time. Above the sky, thousands of sword energies clashed. The heaven and earth trembled. Everyone looked horrified, staring at the end of the sky. Under the night sky, countless sword energies were like the collision of meteors.

There were flashes of lightning and thunder, white light exploded, and the sword energy in front of the sloppy man kept shattering. The power of the nine flying swords was too strong and overbearing.

He kept retreating, with the flying sword pressing forward. After a few breaths, the Peach Blossom Sword God gritted his teeth and thrust out with his sword, creating a storm of sword energy and a tornado that spanned the sky, with him being the eye of the storm.

The layers of sword energy roared and gathered from all directions, breaking through the blockade of the nine swords and stabbing towards Qingyao.

"Out of control."

She opened her mouth with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of contempt and disdain.

"Nine Swords in One"

As soon as he finished speaking, nine flying swords flew back and turned into nine rainbows, gathering in front of him. He stretched out his right hand, his sleeves fluttered, the corners of his skirt flew up, and a bright sword light burst out from his palm.

This sword light contained indescribable power, like a divine sword that created the world. In the blink of an eye, it tore the sky apart. The entire sword energy storm was split in half by the entire night sky and sea of ​​thunder.

It seemed as if the entire world was cut in half. Everything in heaven and on earth was unprecedented. Looking at this scene, I was distraught.

In their eyes, there was only the charm of this sword light. They even forgot the name of the funds, where they came from, and where they were at the moment.

This sword.

Too gorgeous.

More gorgeous than ever before.

"This sword only exists in heaven, how often can we see it in the world?"

Some people used the words of ancient poets to express their inner feelings. Many warriors below the innate realm were the first to wake up, while those master warriors, especially those who practiced and used swords, were addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

"What a terrible swordsmanship."

Dayue'er's delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but sigh, her beautiful eyes shining with light.

As for Blood Shadow, he looked at the man in front of him who was as steady as a rock, with a thoughtful look on his face.

I only heard him mutter to himself: "If it were the young master, it would be normal."

"boom"

A moment later, a figure landed on the ground. There was no stone platform under his feet, only a deep pit. The sloppy man was standing on the void, hanging without falling, with the long sword in his hand stained with blood. This was not Qingyao's blood, but his blood. The palm of his hand holding the sword was cracked, and hot blood was constantly oozing out. "Injured."

Some sharp-eyed people saw this scene and seemed to see something strange.

"The Peach Blossom Sword God is injured."

"sizzle"

"horrible."

"happy."

The sloppy man ignored the whispers of others. The shock and exclamations of those people were not worth mentioning to him. He sheathed his sword, raised his head and looked at the dark night sky.

"Pfft."

A Qingshuang sword fell from the sky and landed in front of the sloppy man, followed by the second, third, and fourth.

There were nine flying swords suspended in the air, shining brightly and emitting a cool and beautiful frost.

"Snapped"

Qingyao descended from the sky, her feet also stepping on the void, her white skirt fluttering, and her whole body was filled with sword energy.

The pressure that suppressed the heaven and earth was bearing above his head, and his face was indifferent.

"Can't beat it."

"Can't beat it."

"I surrender."

The sloppy man was straightforward and laughed: "I am no match for you."

"Farewell."

After saying this, he carried the ancient sword on his back and flew away on the wind. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

"Won."

"Really won."

The martial arts masters from all directions heard the words of the Peach Blossom Sword God echoing in their ears, and they felt as if they were in a dream.

lost.

The Peach Blossom Sword God actually lost to a young woman.

"I won."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qingyao's mind awakened. She was somewhat reluctant to leave, feeling that the divine power of the land fairyland was quickly dissipating.

"Won."

Xiao Han nodded: "Get ready, take over your body, I'm leaving."

Just as he finished speaking, his body shattered, turned into starlight, and disappeared into Qingyao's sea of ​​consciousness.

next moment.

On the big seat, Xiao Han yawned and said with a smile: "See, I said Qingyao could take the position of the Sword Palace Master."

"I declare that Qingyao will take over the position of Palace Master of the Sword Palace among all the Palace Masters of the Academy."

Master Xun said with a smile.

Today's competition was so exciting that even masters like the Second Sword Emperor, Wuming, Sword Demon, and Peach Blossom Sword God showed up.

On the stone platform, the moment Xiao Han's mind left, Qingyao's eyes became empty, and then they regained their spirits.

However, the look in his eyes was different from before, as if he had become a different person. He only heard what Master Xun said and before he could even confirm it, he was enveloped in endless pain.

pain.

It hurt so much.

She dared to guarantee that she had never felt such pain since she was a child, as if her whole body was being torn apart piece by piece.

He tried to suppress his thoughts, but his vision started to blur. Then the world was spinning around him, and his eyes turned white. He was about to fall on his back, but was enveloped by a gentle force.

(End of this chapter)