Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 411 Fellow Daoists, would you be willing to lend me your sword?

If it was on Yongtian Island, even if Zhang Yuan tried his best, this sword could only cut through a hundred miles of mountains and rivers.

But this is not Yongtianzhou, which is forbidden by the Great Dao.

This is Qingtianzhou!

There is no heavenly suppression outside Yongtianzhou, and the master can leverage a hundred times the power with just a little effort.

Zhang Yuan used the great momentum to gather the power of the water veins for thousands of miles, used the mighty power to guide the avenue to descend, and then slashed out with the third sword of the Nine Sky Formless Sword Technique.

The power of this sword is a thousand times that of Yong Tianzhou!
A projection of a river appeared behind Zhang Yuan. When the sword technique was activated, the thousand-mile-long river turned into billions of crystal water swords hanging in the sky.

Thousands of miles away, the sky suddenly darkened, and above the sky appeared a strange sight of stars hanging upside down.

At this time, Zhang Yuan was only five hundred miles away from Qingyun Mountain.

The long dragon-like waves opened up a river spanning five hundred miles, and the mountains collapsed and the hills and fields were crossed.

The mountains crumbled like crispy cakes under the sword's force, and every piece of gravel was crushed into powder by the sword energy before it even hit the ground.

A long river appeared, ten feet deep, a hundred feet wide, and running five hundred miles straight to the mountain gate of Qingyun Immortal Sect.

Wherever the sword points, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers collapse!

The sword cultivators watching on the river bank swung their swords in their hands, as if they were about to follow the sword of the water waves and go straight up to Qingyun Mountain!

"Look at Qingyun Mountain's protective formation!"

On the river bank, someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked up and saw nine thousand-foot-long green dragon shadows rising from the depths of the Qingyun Mountains, and each dragon scale was engraved with ancient inscriptions.

The mountain protection formation automatically condensed into a Tai Chi Bagua diagram with a diameter of one hundred miles.

"boom--"

At the end of the long river, huge waves crashed into the mountain protection formation outside Qingyun Mountain.

The moment the water dragon collided with the formation diagram, the thousand-mile sea of ​​clouds was shaken into a circular air wave.

A whimpering sound like the trembling of the underworld came from deep within the earth's veins.

"boom--"

The roar of collapsing mountains is endless and continuous.

People in the world say that a master can move mountains and fill the sea.

These legendary scenes have appeared in the minds of practitioners countless times, but have not been realized until today.

Isn't this long river sword the same as moving mountains and filling the sea?
Dazzling light flows, and countless runes linger and vibrate.

The water of the river collapsed and turned into a huge mist that fell down.

On both sides of the river, countless people stared at the trembling light curtain.

The formation was not broken...

Zhang Juzheng gathered the power of a thousand-mile river, mobilized the momentum of heaven and earth, and split the earth a thousand miles apart with a sword, but still couldn't break the mountain protection formation of the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mountain gate?

Is this the true foundation of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, the leader of the immortal ways?
"Qingyun Immortal Sect..." Meng Haoran whispered softly.

The prosperity of the Immortal Sect is indeed incomparable to the four major academies of Confucianism and Taoism.

Looking at the billions of water mists falling and the light and shadow formations with intertwined spiritual patterns, Meng Haoran felt a little dejected for a moment.

Once the Master passes away, can Meng Haoran preserve the inheritance of the four major academies?
"If even such a sword cannot break the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mountain gate formation, I'm afraid..." someone whispered, and his eyes unconsciously turned to Zhang Yuan who was standing at the forefront of the tide.

Even a sword that condenses great power cannot break the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mountain protection formation. What else can Zhang Juzheng do?
"Qingyun Immortal Sect really didn't let me down."

Above the waves, Zhang Yuan's voice rang out.

No, disappointed?
Behind him, Xun Lin looked up, his eyes full of surprise and anticipation.

He had sparred with Zhang Yuan before, and was defeated after three sword strikes, so he never saw Zhang Yuan use the fourth sword strike.

But he knew that Zhang Yuanxiu's swordsmanship not only had three swords, but also four swords, five swords, and six swords...

Xun Lin's mind was tense and his eyes were fixed on the front.

He wants to see Zhang Yuan's fourth sword!
"Zhang Juzheng said he wanted to perform two sword strikes."

"That is to say, he still has the power of a sword."

"What other sword moves could be more powerful than this one..."

There was an uproar on both sides of the river.

Several elders of the Qingyun Immortal Sect stood not far away, their expressions changing.

In front of the main hall of Qingyun Immortal Sect, Sect Master Wu Yunzi had a solemn expression on his face, with immortal light flowing around his body.

"Please ask for the Qingyun Sword."

Wu Yunzi's voice rang out.

The elders glanced at each other and turned to leave. They knew in their hearts how powerful Zhang Yuan's sword, which was formed by the convergence of water veins, was.

Although this sword did not cut through the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mountain protection formation, it actually shook the formation.

If Zhang Yuan's next sword strike is stronger, the mountain protection formation will definitely not be able to hold on!

Originally, Wu Yunzi was absolutely unwilling to take the Qingyun Sword, nor was he willing to really break off relations with Bailu Academy.

He was even more reluctant to face his master, whose life was coming to an end.

But if the Qingyun Immortal Sect's mountain gate formation was really cut open by Zhang Juzheng of Bailu Academy with one sword, the Qingyun Immortal Sect would be completely humiliated.

At this moment, the Qingyun Immortal Sect was forced by Zhang Juzheng to reveal its true strength.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect underestimated Zhang Juzheng.

The whole world underestimates Zhang Juzheng!
On the crest of the wave, Zhang Yuan put his right fingers together to form a sword and slowly pointed forward.

The waves of the river gather again and rush forward.

Sword intent and great power surged in his body, and the picture scroll of the cave world behind him and the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers seemed to be directly materialized.

"Om-"

Amidst the rising steam far outside the protective formation of Qingyun Mountain, a drop of water flew straight up into the sky.

One.

Ten.

Millions.

Billions!
Countless water droplets flew up into the sky and gathered above the sky.

This is Zhang Yuan’s second sword.

The Nine Sky Formless Sword Technique, the Solitary Sky Pierces the Sun.

This sword condenses the power of the nine heavens and falls from the sky, like a rainbow piercing the sun, destroying the heaven and the earth.

In the Nine Sky Formless Sword Technique, this sword is the beginning of the Sky Sky Sword Light using force to break through cleverness.

After this sword, until the nine stars are connected, the enemy is directly defeated with overwhelming force. Only after the nine stars, the force is transformed into energy, and the stars move.

"what is that……"

The sword cultivators and practitioners from all sides who followed Zhang Yuan on the river bank looked at the endless water droplets condensing on the top of Qingyun Mountain in the distance and murmured to each other.

For most practitioners, the fight they witnessed today has already surpassed the scope of their practice and understanding.

"The universe is vast, the nine continents are vast, and we, the living beings, are like ants."

Above the waves, Zhang Yuan's voice rang out, like thunder.

His voice could be clearly heard even on Qingyun Mountain.

Before heaven and earth, the power of living beings was like that of ants.

This is indeed true.

No matter whether the practice is difficult or smooth, every practitioner will see endless confusion when he looks up.

What about the master?
Before the great way of heaven and earth, one is just entering the path.

"This boy has a deep understanding of the great Dao." A white-bearded old man spoke softly in front of the main hall of Qingyun Immortal Sect.

"Hmph, these poor Confucian and Taoist people love so-called teachings the most. Even if he has a deep understanding of the Tao, can he share this understanding?" Another Vajra Grandmaster elder wearing a black robe shouted coldly.

On Qingyun Mountain, countless disciples of the Immortal Sect looked up.

On both sides of the river, within a radius of thousands of miles, countless people looked up at the sky above Qingyun Mountain, as if thinking about something.

"Fortunately, human power can conquer nature, and the sharpness of the sword can compete with heaven and earth—"

Human power can conquer nature, and the sword fights against heaven and earth!

Zhang Yuan's voice echoed, as if his words were followed by magic, and the clouds and waves between heaven and earth changed!

The sword intent at his fingertips was as condensed as the stars, and he slowly pointed forward.

"In Zhang's opinion, the way of the sword is the way of humanity."

"Those water droplets above the sky at the top of Qingyun Mountain represent the convergence of the great forces of humanity, and they are the swords in the hands of practitioners like me."

"The Way of Heaven hangs high. If one sword cannot break it, or one person cannot break it, then can thousands of swords, thousands of people, or tens of thousands of people break it?"

Zhang Yuan looked up to the sky and shouted, and the sword light from his fingertips shot straight up into the sky.

"The Qingyun Immortal Sect is the leader in the sword art of Qingtian Continent, just like a great avenue across the sky."

"Today, Zhang Juzheng wishes to borrow the swords of the world to break the avenue that blocks the progress of hundreds of millions of people. Fellow Daoists, are you willing to lend me your swords—"

(End of this chapter)