Cultivation in the starry sky

Chapter 1011
Qingxuan and the others exclaimed, and there was a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

No wonder they were so shocked, because the swordsmanship that Qinghuang is using now is one of the top swordsmanship of their Xuantianmen.

Those who can practice this kind of swordsmanship are the ancestors of the fusion stage and several uncles of the distraction stage. According to the classics of the past, if you want to practice this "split light sword shadow", at least you need to practice in the distraction stage. for.

In the past dynasties of Xuantianmen, that is to say, in the 500th year, a senior, with the cultivation base of the peak out of body, succeeded in cultivation.At that time, it also shocked the entire division.

But now, they can't imagine that their senior brother has successfully cultivated this top-level swordsmanship with his cultivation in the middle of his body.

How they are not shocked.

"As expected of our Xuantian Sect's elder brother!"

Although Qinghuang is sometimes very arrogant, his talent is indeed unrivaled in this generation of Xuantianmen, and even the previous generation, the previous generation, no one can compare with him.

I saw Qing Huang put his hands together, attacking Mo Yuan's flying sword, turning and drifting away, and paused in the air for a while.

With the continuous 'rhyme' movement of Qinghuang's fingertips, he kept pinching his fingerprints.

open!

Suddenly, Qinghuang let out a loud shout, and the real energy in the dantian in his body also burst out crazily, swelling his whole body, his clothes and long hair, all danced lightly at this moment.

With his loud shout, his hands and ten fingers separated in an instant, and the flying sword that paused in the air also changed in an instant, with a flash of inspiration.

In an instant, the flying sword split into two, and then changed from two to four, and from four to eight, and turned into flying swords with handles, each of which was real.

It's not the sword light, nor the sword shadow, just like the solid sword body.

Shining with a green silver light, the sword air flow on the sword body pierced the air, and the eight flying swords gathered together, as if forming a sword array.

From all directions, rushed towards Mo Yuan.

A series of extremely sharp sword qi continuously impacted Mo Yuan, and the sword force contained in it shocked Mo Yuan's heart even more.

Mo Yuan felt that the surrounding air stagnated in vain, as if it had frozen.The space also seems to be suppressed.

It is extremely difficult to feel the whole body even to move.

Buzz! ! !

The sword energy was raging, and the surrounding environment was also destroyed by the sword energy. Even Qingxuan, who was standing behind Qinghuang, couldn't bear the momentum of the eight flying swords, and had to retreat.

"Hiss! It's so powerful, this split light sword shadow is really powerful, and Mo Yuan can't stop it this time."

Qing Xu looked at Qing Huang with admiration and said.

From this move, he even felt that he might be able to compete with the monks in the distraction stage for a while, this is the power of their Xuantianmen's top swordsmanship.

Their Xuantianmen's ability to rank among the top sects of Xuanhuangxing has nothing to do with these top swordsmanship.

As long as they can successfully cultivate these top-level swordsmanship, their strength will be greatly improved. It can be said that their Xuantianmen can be regarded as half of the sword repair sect.

Of course, compared to the Sword Cultivation Sect in the entire Cultivation Starfield, their Xuantian Sect is still far behind.It is said that the ancestor of their Xuantian Sect was sent by a sword cultivator in the Central Cultivation Starfield.

But in Xuanhuangxing, Xuantianmen can be said to be a real sword cultivating sect. After all, Xuanhuangxing is really a remote village compared to the central cultivation star field.

Chi Chi! ! !

The eight flying swords shot at Mo Yuan's whole body with the edge of the sword.

Faced with such an attack, Mo Yuan's heart was also shocked. He naturally knew that he was no longer his opponent.

But as a martial artist, he certainly wouldn't just let him go.

The halberd in his hand turned quickly, and the spiritual energy in his whole body suddenly flowed accordingly, condensing into a disc like a Tai Chi-style disc visible to the naked eye.

"go with!"

The evil spirit of blood, combined with the aura of heaven and earth, one green and one red rotate like Taiji fish eyes, and finally the long halberd points its head.

Taiji Yuanpan immediately blocked Qinghuang's flying sword.

"Hmm! This move is not bad, it has a hint of Tai Chi. It seems that this person's martial arts cultivation is not bad. Combining the halberd technique with Tai Chi, the defense is very good. I have an idea."

Seeing Mo Yuan's defense, Xiao Ziyu nodded secretly, although for him, a martial arts immortal, the opponent's martial arts were still very rough.

But it is already very good, after all, Mo Yuan's cultivation is only equivalent to the Nascent Soul realm.

"But it's a pity that the defense is good, but it can't stop this person's attack." Xiao Ziyu shook his head immediately, Mo Yuan's martial arts realm is not bad, but compared with Qinghuang's cultivation level, it is still much worse.

Originally, Qinghuang's cultivation was about to surpass him by a big realm, coupled with the swordsmanship that Qinghuang practiced, it increased his combat effectiveness by a large margin.

So in the face of Qing Huang's attack, Mo Yuan's defense was finally broken by Fei Jian.

Seeing that his own defense was broken, and Qing Huang's remaining four flying swords shot towards him, Mo Yuan closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

He has self-knowledge that even his most powerful defense can't stop him, and the martial arts essence in his body has also been consumed a lot at this moment.

Facing the might of the flying sword, he was also helpless, and Mo Yuan actually had no fear of death.

It's just a little regretful.

He can't see the rise of the earth anymore. He has naturally felt the revival of the aura of heaven and earth in the past few years, and understands that the world of practice on earth may prosper again.

This is what he has been pursuing, but it is a pity that he has no chance to see it now.

"Certainly!"

Suddenly, a soft voice burst out in everyone's minds, and this voice seemed to point directly at the atrium.

Immediately afterwards, the four flying swords that were originally shot at Mo Yuan's body stopped three inches away from Mo Yuan's forehead, motionless.

Feijian's aura kept flickering, but the sword body remained motionless.

"Who is it?" Of course Qinghuang understood this situation, someone must have made a move, so he sternly shouted.

But the next second he was horrified, because he found that he couldn't make a sound, his body and even his soul couldn't move.

There is no feeling at all, except that the mind can turn, everything else is frozen.

The warm wind is blowing, but Qinghuang's heart at this moment is full of coldness, able to freeze them all without anyone noticing.

What kind of strength is this, Qinghuang can't think of it, but he knows that even a monk in the distraction stage, or even a monk in the integration stage can't do it.

This feeling of spring breeze made his heart feel like ice fell.

Soon in the eyes of Qing Huang and others, a young man in Tsing Yi appeared, looking at the gentle smile of the other party, Qing Huang and others were immersed in it for a moment.

The deep eyes made Qinghuang and others unable to see the end.

(End of this chapter)