Sword ancestor

Chapter 127 Flying Immortals Beyond the Sky (Part [-])
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On Qinhu Lake, a sword comes to the east, and Daoji's old way goes away consummately.

Qi Tian stood by the lake, with his hands behind his back, this moment was ordinary, but the carpenter boy was still a little suspicious.

On a sandbar, dozens of divine lights fell, and some Taoists manifested their bodies, revealing their true works on this mortal lake.

"Ye Nantian, the next generation city lord of the Ye family in the southern region!"

"Tongshenjianjue, Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven, it is rumored that in his hands, the power of the ancient times can be revealed. He has broken the shackles of the sword, and is a master who has been robbed by thunder."

On the sandbar, some Taoists sighed: "There are also the three young masters of the Shui Family of Immortal Dao. The two small water-moving supernatural powers span the southern region, and they have already entered the list of thousands of dragons. If these two evildoers fight, I am afraid that even this Pianqin Lake will suffer.”

"The two have been in this ancient Qintong for five years, and each has refined [-]% of the Dragon's Back. In the next five years, it is impossible to get another [-]%."

"This is ready to fight to the death. I want to remove the dragon's spine and refine it into my body!"

On the bank of Qinhu Lake, Qi Tian's eyes were calm, and in this instant, he had found the two people's articles on the Rising Dragon List.

Ye Nantian, ranked 920th on the Rising Dragon Ranking, is still ahead of Bu Qingyun, and Shui Qianliu, the third young master of the Xiandao Shui family, is also ranked [-]th. The rankings of the two are almost the same. The outcome of this victory is unpredictable .

One is the next-generation city lord of the four great kendo families in the Eastern Land, and the other is the young master of an ancient immortal family. Both of them are existences comparable to the sects of the underworld. , someone must stain Qinhu Lake with blood.

"Ye Nantian, do you really think you can kill me?"

Shui Qianliu laughed: "There are so many Taoist friends from aristocratic families present, let them be a witness, today is it you who cut my veins, or I crush your spine and extract the dragon spine."

Ye Nantian remained silent, he came down to Qinhu Lake like a flying fairy, the golden sword in his hand was radiant and sharp, from a distance, it looked like a round of scorching sun, the blazing sword almost burned the lake water, and he was surrounded by many The thick water vapor made his figure more ethereal and uncertain.

"Master Shui, let's watch you extract the dragon's spine!"

"Destroy Ye Nantian and break his Dao sword!"

Many Taoists shouted loudly, their eyes were piercingly cold, and they looked at Ye Tiannan very unkindly, because the way of swordsmanship has declined and is irreversible in ancient times, and the Dao of Dharma is the way of heaven.

By the lakeside of Qinhu, Qi Tian stood in the crowd, his eyes were flat, but he didn't have the slightest intention to make a move, because of the sharpness just now, he knew that he didn't need to make a move.

In the middle of the lake, Ye Nantian stands on the lake. He is very sharp. He is dressed in a golden robe, and even his black hair is dyed with sharpness. Every strand of his hair is sharp. It seems that every mouthful of a magic sword can cut through the air and create a vacuum. world.

In his hand is a golden Dao sword, which is four feet high. The blazing sword gang is burning on it, and there are scorching flames. The vacuum sword marks are swallowed by the sword tip. Two sharp auras were revealed, and two vacuum passages were opened in front of him, reaching the center of the lake.

As the next generation of the Ye family's city lord, Ye Nantian is indeed a character. He behaved abnormally calmly, pointing at Shuiqianliu and said, "You need your elder brother to say this to be powerful. As for you, you will be the soul of my sword today." !"

The golden Dao sword in his hand trembled, and the divine flames on the sword were scorching, manifesting a round of flying immortals, rising in the midst of the scorching sun and divine flames. This is a huge sword force, almost piercing the vacuum, He stabbed towards the water with a sword.

His figure is very slow, as if he is stepping on clouds, but he cannot avoid it, because the sword power has been blocked, and he manifests the image of a flying fairy.

A vacuum sword mark formed under his feet, and the water of Qinhu Lake split a huge sword mark. He flew along the sword mark, pointing at the water and flowing.

"Tongshenjianjue Flying Immortal Heaven! He hasn't used his full strength yet!"

"This is only the first formula!"

Most of these Taoists are from the small sect. Although they were strong in the water before, they still looked solemn when Ye Nantian made a move, because they couldn't dodge this sword. With this sword alone, Ye Nantian could almost sweep Their sect cave, only a few elders who can't retreat can deal with it.

This sword was imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Dao of Yin and Yang is the root of the Dao, and Qi Tian comprehended a strand of the Dao of Yin and Yang, and at this moment, he used this to comprehend the sword art of Tongshen, and he immediately understood it.

Above the center of the lake, there was a sharp edge, and Shui Qianliu shouted: "It is rumored that the flying immortals of the Ye family are unparalleled in sharpness, so let me try it!"

He reduced the complexity to simplicity, and only played a few Dao Jue, and transformed into a big blue boat in front of him, with Qinhu Lake as the sea, the aura of the avenue was condensed, and the blue divine light shone in all directions, rushing towards Ye Nantian.

"Small supernatural power of water movement, cold yin divine ship!"

An icy air spread in the void, and the cold yin avenue took shape in the water, and above the blue ocean, a divine ship passed through, solidified for eternity.

The sword cuts the ship of God!
The sharp edge of Ye Nantian's divine sword splashed, the sword marks in the vacuum swallowed, the vision of flying immortals flourished on the sword body, and the second vision of flying immortals manifested instantly, the sword force broke a hair-thick crack in the vacuum, dispelling the cold shadow The divine ship was broken into pieces.

"Flying Immortal Beyond Heaven, the second form!"

Many Taoists were alarmed, and the second form of Tianwai Feixian shattered the small supernatural power, and then there were rumors of seven forms.

The nine-style flying fairy can reach the sword fairy!

This is an ancient legend. It once came true in ancient times. When the sword fairy came to the world, the city lord of the Ye family beheaded eighteen countless real people overnight, and the power shook the five directions.

All Taoists were startled. Although they also stepped into the Soaring Cloud Realm, they did not dare to show their posture in front of the Flying Immortal of Heaven, who had evolved into the second form. Some people have already regretted that they should not have spoken before. The next generation of the city lord of the family, broke the shackles of the sword, and reproduced the ancient sword power.

The cold yin god ship was broken, the cold air spread, and the lake surface was frozen tens of feet, the cold air fluttered, and many people retreated by the lakeside of Qinhu Lake. It was just some mortals. Unless some men in their prime had strong energy and blood, they would not be able to withstand the cold at all. Most of them will fall to the root of the disease.

The carpenter boy was trembling all over, but like many men, he didn't take a step back. Suddenly, a big hand fell on his shoulder, and the gurgling sound rose from every corner of his body. He felt warm all over his body, as if he had sat down Beside a fire.

"Uncle Qi."

The little guy looked at Qi Tian, ​​the first time he looked seriously, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, Qi Tian smiled at him, and his eyes fell on the center of the lake again.

This is a bloody battle among the young generation of the East. It took place in the ancient Qintong Dynasty of the Southern Regions. One person is destined to shed blood and drink hatred on the spot.

Ye Nantian evolved into two types of Flying Immortal, his figure is endless, the golden sword is unparalleled in sharpness, the sword's power blocks the flow of water, there is no way to avoid it.

The water flowed fiercely, and he took out the Taoist weapon in his hand, which turned into a blue jade bowl. The jade bowl swelled up and turned into a blue Shenzhou, with Dao patterns branded on it, the sound of a tsunami came from above, and blue waves evolved on the body of the boat .

Not only that, he once again hit the cold yin divine boat, the divine boat was the soul, and submerged into the blue divine boat. In addition, the formula was transformed again, attracting a large blue wave, blue waves surged under the divine boat, and the sea was turbulent. With a terrifying blow, many Taoists were startled.

"The small divine power of water travels the cold yin god boat, the small divine power of water travels the cold yin sea! The fusion of two small divine powers into the Taoist weapon is a desperate blow."

"Success and benevolence are here!"

By the lakeside of Qinhu, Qi Tian watched the battle. He used a ray of Yin-Yang Dao to imprint the Flying Immortals of Heaven and Earth. He imprinted the Flying Immortals of Heaven and Beyond with two styles. Three types.

As he wishes!
Ye Nantian arrived on the waves, and the Golden Dao Sword once again rushed out an image of a flying fairy, and three flying clouds raised up, the sharp edges splashed, like golden flowers falling, golden lotuses everywhere, an extremely terrifying sword rushed out, and in an instant The cold cloudy sea was shattered, the Shenzhou lost water and fell to the ground, Ye Nantian pierced it with the divine sword, twisting it into pieces.

"You can't kill me!"

The water flowed violently, his spine surged, and an illusory golden dragon rushed out of it. The four-clawed golden dragon stretched for about ten feet, only the dragon's tail was completely solid, and it was coiled into a dragon formation at this moment, protecting it in it.

"Idiot talking about a dream!"

Ye Tiannan sneered coldly, the spine on his back swayed, and a golden dragon roared out, also only condensing the dragon's tail, at this time the four-clawed golden dragon shrank to a few feet, coiled around the golden sword.

puff--

There was a scream of the dragon, and the ten-foot-long golden dragon was cut off by the tail of the golden divine sword, and the golden sword pierced through it. Half of the corpse rushed into the ten-foot-long void, and the blood stained Qinhu Lake.

Shui Qianliu was cut!Two sections of the sword of the three-style flying fairy from outside the sky, burnt by divine flames, his bones turned into powder, his body died and his path disappeared, only a blood-colored lake of tens of feet branded his existence, and it will soon dissipate.

"There are no bones left! There is really nothing left!"

"Terrible, this person cannot be provoked!"

Many Taoists whispered, they wanted to leave in the air, and they didn't want to meet Ye Nantian face to face, but a voice was approaching.

"You can't leave!"

Ye Nantian stepped into the air, a dragon's tail was swallowed by his spine, his whole body glowed with gold, like a human emperor alive, protected by a real dragon, by the lakeside of Qin Lake, many common people saw it and bowed down to the ground, shouting long live.

The carpenter boy was holding on to Qi Tian's skirt tightly, he was one of the few people who did not kneel down, Qi Tian glanced over, and finally some people were not ignorant, but he didn't care about these many things at this time, because a ray of yin and yang Dao With a move, he imprinted the third type of Heavenly Flying Immortal in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't feel a trace of aura in the Tongshen Sword Jue, but the thicker the aura of the Dao, it just contained a ray of pure Dao Qi. It is the closest to the true existence of Kendo.

Under the brand of the three styles of flying immortals from outside the sky, it is not because he has obtained the powerful sword art of the three styles, but Qi Tian has the deepest understanding, but he has vaguely figured out the way forward in the way of swordsmanship, so that he can find his true nature in the future. (After reading this palm, do you have any guesses? What are the four great families of swordsmanship? Let’s go to the book review area to speak, let’s have a heated discussion, let’s start! The second round of character recruitment is about to start!)

(End of this chapter)