The martial arts immortals in the modern world.

Chapter 146 Sword Cultivator
East China Sea.

Posuo Island.

This island is not the largest one in the East China Sea, but it is the only island within a thousand miles of this sea area.

Occupying this island is undoubtedly equivalent to being able to bring the area of ​​thousands of miles under one's jurisdiction.

And territory has always been something that sects must fight for.

In order to occupy the Posuo Island, which is only 18,000 miles away from the Jiuxiao Realm, three days ago, the Jiuding Sect began routine patrols of the island and even the sea area.

This time, it is no exception.

The four-member team led by Yun Qing, a speed-type swordsman who practiced the "Nine Profound Flowing Light Sword Art", was "floating" leisurely in the void at a speed of less than two thousand miles per hour.

While flying, the few of them were able to maintain a casual chat.

"Tu Hong, Zhan Yunfei, and Zhang Lie, don't leave the formation. We are now outside the White Palace Lord's spiritual sensing area."

"Very energetic."

Tu Hong, who was flying on his sword and making quick turns and maneuvers, said, "My 'Heavenly Killing Big Dipper Sword Art' is almost at the level of minor success, so I want to practice more while I'm out here. Besides, with Zhan Yunfei here, nothing unexpected will happen."

"Although I practice the Supreme Induction Sword Technique, which focuses on perception, to what extent can our high-level cultivators practice this sword technique? When visibility is good, the perception range is not as far as the naked eye can see."

Zhan Yunfei said.

"Okay, the island of Posuo is ahead. Let's fly around it."

Yunqing Road.

"clear."

Zhang Lie responded in a deep voice.

At this moment, the four of them increased their speed slightly.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei, who was practicing the Supreme Induction Sword Technique, was slightly startled, as if he had noticed something.

The next moment, he pinched his sword gestures, and a sword chant suddenly came out from the flying sword on his body, rippling out in circles.

As the sword chant faded away, Zhan Yunfei's face suddenly changed: "It's a divine thought! A divine thought just swept over us! Judging from the intensity, it was the end of the divine thought, and the target should be eight hundred to one thousand miles away..."

"Someone from Xuanming Sect!?"

Yun Qing's eyes lit up.

"I... my Supreme Induction Sword Technique has not yet been perfected... I can't judge."

Zhan Yunfei felt a little ashamed.

"Go and take a look. If they are from the Xuanming Sect, they must be expelled."

After Yun Qing finished speaking, he said in a deep voice: "Also, send a message to Palace Master Bai, we need her support."

"The Celestial Palace's Primordial Spirit does not pass through this area now. It is estimated that we will have to wait for six minutes unless we connect to the Wuji Xing Palace's Virtual God Realm."

Zhan Yunfei said.

"No, the Xuanming Sect is supported by the Wuji Xinggong. It is said above that it is best not to use it if possible..."

Yun Qing shook his head.

The Jiuding Sect does not have any Dharma-appearance divine cultivators living in the Ninth Heaven to coordinate and observe the operation of the divine thoughts of the entire Cangwu world. It can only rely on the heavenly palaces guarded by fourth-level thunder tribulation spirit cultivators to transmit information.

Even though the Jiuding Sect had vigorously developed spiritual cultivation during this period, and the number of heavenly palaces above the Nine Heavens reached as high as fourteen, and the number of great spiritual masters stationed in them also reached fourteen, it was still impossible to ensure smooth communication at all times.

"Then we can only wait."

Zhan Yunfei said.

"Ah."

Yun Qing nodded.

But then, he seemed to realize something: "No, our Jiuding Sect's communication silence lasts less than an hour a day. At other times, there will be at least a level one signal. This period of time is the most dangerous time, and it just so happens that a divine thought swept over us just now..."

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately shouted in a low voice: "Be on full alert, form a battle formation, and retreat in the direction of Palace Master Bai."

Knowing that the other party had the support of a great Yuanshen cultivator, none of the others tried to show off their strength.

Less than half a minute after they were alert, Zhan Yunfei, who practiced the Supreme Induction Sword Technique, quickly noticed something: "Left! Flying swords are coming!"

"Tuhong!"

Qingyun said in a low voice.

In fact, there was no need for him to remind him. Tu Hong instantly made a sword gesture, and a stream of purple light met the flying sword that suddenly appeared on their left with incredible speed, and collided with it accurately.

At the moment the two collided, a circle of white air waves visible to the naked eye, carrying with it a devastating momentum, tore apart a cloud layer with a diameter of over a thousand meters in the void.

Tu Hong snorted.

The flying sword was directly knocked away, and with the purple light, the sword tip turned, and the offensive and defensive situation was reversed instantly.

"Where are the enemies!?"

Yunqing Road.

"It's divine thoughts! The other side's Yuan Shen realm cultivator used divine thoughts to guide their sword cultivators to attack. We... can't see them! However... the farther the flying sword is from the sword cultivator, the weaker the killing power. Judging from the decreasing efficiency of the killing power of those flying swords just now, they are no more than fifty miles away from us!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sensed something again and exclaimed, "Be careful!"

But then I saw the clouds breaking at the end of the sky, and three flying swords came quickly.

Each of these flying swords reached its maximum speed after accelerating over a sufficient distance. Although the Tiansha Beidou Sword Technique that Tu Hong practiced could turn and change direction extremely quickly in a small range, its speed would inevitably be affected after it slashed out with a sword, and it would definitely not be able to withstand the attack of the three flying swords.

"Their flying swords are not fast. Even after a long distance of acceleration, they are only about twice the speed of sound."

At this time, Zhang Lie suddenly spoke.

"This is a carefully planned ambush. I thought so too. We haven't seen any trace of the Xuanming Sect people in three days. It turns out they are waiting for us here!" Yun Qing had a good idea in his heart and chuckled, "Keep our distance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to Zhan Yunfei and said, "I'll take you flying!"

Zhan Yunfei did not refuse. As he practiced the Supreme Inductive Sword Technique, he was not good at flying the sword. Even with a good flying sword like Zixiao Twelve, it would be difficult for him to fly at a speed higher than twice the speed of sound.

The Nine Profound Flowing Light Sword Technique that Yun Qing practiced was already famous for its flying speed. Now with Zhan Yunfei by his side, he continued to accelerate rapidly, and within less than ten miles, his speed had reached its peak.

This amazing acceleration fully demonstrates Yun Qing's profound attainments in the Nine Profound Flowing Light Sword Art.

Theoretically, the Twelve Purple Swords can fly at 2.8 times the speed of sound when they reach their limit, but with one more person, there will eventually be some impact.

These impacts may not be a big deal at other times, but at this extreme speed, many small impacts will become the key to reducing flight speed.

Just like now, Yun Qing's best sword-riding performance was over 2.7 times the speed of sound, but due to the drag of Zhan Yunfei, it was only around 2.1.

But even so, the enemy's flying sword behind him could only stare blankly.

He led Zhan Yunfei to speed up, and Tu Hong and Zhang Lie were also not vague.

Their sword-flying speed is not as fast as Yun Qing's, but relying on the characteristics of Zixiao's twelve "natal flying swords", their speed is also above twice the speed of sound.

It is no problem to dodge the enemy's flying sword shots.

Unfortunately, there's no use avoiding it.

The enemy has a great monk in the Yuanshen realm who coordinates the overall situation and guides the attack. After they dodge, the opponent's flying sword can just turn a corner and continue to kill.

"Can you resist the interference of the divine thoughts of this great cultivator in the Yuanshen realm?"

"can!"

Zhan Yunfei said without hesitation: "That great cultivator in the Yuanshen realm is eight hundred to one thousand miles away. This is already the limit of his divine sense detection range. Although he can sense and lock our position and guide the flying swords of other sword cultivators to attack, his interference ability is less than one hundredth. I can handle it."

"That'll be easy."

Yun Qing sneered: "Let's go and have some fun with them!"

He turned his body, and the man and the sword became one. The whole person was like a sword light that could tear through the sky, breaking through the clouds and rushing straight towards the direction where the three flying swords had just come from.

Behind him, Tu Hong and Zhang Lie caught up with him at a speed not much slower. The three sword lights were like a trident, patrolling the sky and hunting. In just a few breaths, they covered a distance of more than twenty miles.

The enemy seemed to be aware of their intention and quickly pulled his flying sword back to help.

but……

The speed of their flying swords was not as fast as the speed of Yun Qing and the other two flying swords. In just a moment...

"I sensed it! Twenty miles to the left! That cloud!"

Zhan Yunfei suddenly said.

Yun Qing's sword turned slightly, and the three of them maintained an astonishing speed, constantly breaking through the air in front of them, and quickly crashed into the clouds with circles of white torrents.

A big hole was instantly created in the huge cloud.

At this time, the enemies seemed to have realized that the situation was unfavorable, and they broke away from the hidden clouds, fled on their swords, and flew in the direction of the great monk Yuanshen.

"This is the Black Cloud Sword Technique! They are from the Xuanming Sect!"

Zhan Yunfei looked at the six people rushing out of the clouds and said quickly.

"Who is the owner of the flying sword that is chasing us?"

"Second from the left."

"the second……"

Yun Qing calculated the flying sword that was chasing him from behind and locked onto him, as well as the distance between himself and the swordsman...

"be careful!"

The next moment, he let go of Zhan Yunfei after giving a hint.

Zhan Yunfei, who was quite cooperative, also quickly flew his sword. At the same time, he activated the Supreme Induction Sword Technique to its extreme.

A terrifying sword intent rushed straight into the sky, as if it would shatter all the clouds within a radius of dozens of miles.

However, when this sword intent rushed into the clouds, it did not cause any substantial impact on the clouds. Instead, the consciousness of the great monk in the Yuanshen realm that was shrouded in this battlefield seemed to be stabbed by the sword intent, rippling circles of waves, and he actually slightly lost control of this battlefield.

the other side.

Yun Qing, who had just abandoned Zhan Yunfei, accelerated to his full potential, and the speed of sound soared from 2.1 times to 2.4 times, 2.6 times, until it reached the upper limit of 2.7 times.

At this terrifying speed, he and the Xuanming Sect's sword cultivators were getting closer and closer...

Ten miles, five miles, three miles, one mile...

"presumptuous!"

In the void, there seemed to be the angry roar of the great monk in the Yuanshen realm.

The terrifying divine thought shook the perception between Yun Qing and the flying sword, and even tried to suppress his thinking.

But he was too far away after all, and his spiritual consciousness was cut by Zhan Yunfei's Supreme Sensing Sword Technique.

In just a moment, Yun Qing had broken free from this state. The sword light, which had just dropped to 2.5 times the speed of sound, surged again, reaching 2.7, and instantly collided with the sword cultivator he had locked onto.

The swordsman swung his sword, and rays of sword light burst out from his body.

but……

It was not his most powerful and best flying sword, and it was a hasty counterattack, so he could not do anything to Yun Qing.

As Yun Qing, who was in unity with the sword, passed over him, sword energy burst out, and this high-level swordsman was directly chopped into pieces by the sword energy, and blood splattered into the sky.

(End of this chapter)