Feng Qian didn't delay any longer. He ordered many disciples to wait outside to avoid further accidents, and then he and Liang Ji entered the crumbling Lijian Peak.
Although Feng Qian looked at Feng Qingyun's calm look, he was very anxious in his heart, because the Dragon Tiger Sword was not waiting outside like him. At this time, it had already entered the Sword Peak and disappeared in front of his eyes.
There must be nothing wrong with the Patriarch's magic sword, otherwise if the news gets out, there will be no need to consider any plans.
At this time, outside the sword tomb, Xiao Yi looked at the swords halfway up the hillside. They were all emitting various lights and buzzing. At this time, they all seemed to have been given souls.
Xiao Yi could feel the emotions radiating from them, which was a kind of excitement.
Suddenly, there was an aura of extreme swordsmanship, which horrified Xiao Yi. This was an extremely pure swordsmanship.
This is a kind of swordsmanship that stands proudly between heaven and earth and is carefree and free from nine heavens away.
It was as if the world could not contain it. This was the ultimate freedom, the ultimate self, the ultimate sharpness. This kind of swordsmanship made Xiao Yi intoxicated.
In Xiao Yi's opinion, the ultimate in swordsmanship lies here. Only then did he realize that the swordsmanship he was so proud of was not even a drop in the bucket in front of this.
I am like an ignorant frog sitting in a well looking at the sky, guarding the one-third-acre sky all day long, not knowing that there is heaven outside the sky and there are people outside the world.
At this time, Zhao Lei, who caused all this shock, saw a blurry figure after stepping onto the top floor.
This back figure stood proudly between heaven and earth, and all his eyes were attracted by this back figure. It seemed that he was the only one left between heaven and earth.
Nothing in the world can deprive him of his glory.
There is a sword in his hand, an ordinary sword. Holding it in his hand, it cannot win the attention of others at all. It seems that it is not worthy of being held in his hand.
But it was such an ordinary sword that was held by this man. He was holding a long sword, standing in the sky and waving it downwards.
With such a casual wave, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and the entire sky dimmed.
With this sword, the entire screen was stretched forward, and what came into Zhao Lei's eyes was the sky densely packed with all kinds of strange monsters and monsters.
Black smoke rose from their bodies, filling the space between heaven and earth, and they were filled with demonic power.
These demons make it impossible to look directly at them, as if one more look will lead to their contamination. The world is filled with all kinds of weird auras and desires that make people crazy, and the monstrous demonic flames occupy the remaining half of the sky.
It was this man who faced off against these monsters!
He stood alone in front of these monsters, as if he was fighting against heaven and earth alone.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Kill! Kill! Die for me!"
…
Those demons, gods and demon kings laughed wantonly, and then rushed to kill the man, but the man still stood there, blocking these demons in front of him and unable to move forward.
He is so powerful and proud, yet so lonely.
And his sword that changed the color of the world crossed the sky and fell into the middle of those monsters. Just like a rule, a large area of monsters was cleared away, and the sun shined on the earth again through the sky.
Only in the sky, there was a scar that could not be healed for a long time, just like it was punctured by his sword that day and could not withstand his extreme swordsmanship.
Facing the demons that came up in a group, the man struck out with another sword, and this sword passed through the demons and disappeared into the boundless world.
The scene ends abruptly.
Seeing this, Zhao Lei finally understood where the sword marks under the sword tomb came from.
It was the sword energy that disappeared between heaven and earth after that man destroyed those demons, and that sword energy fell here through this infinite space.
Zhao Lei couldn't imagine what kind of existence could be so powerful. With just one of his casual blows, after annihilating many monsters, he traveled through the infinite space and withstood the baptism of endless time, and could still possess such power. .
And this sword mark was also imprinted in Zhao Lei's mind after he reached the top.
What Feng Qian and Xiao Yi were worried about did not happen, and the turmoil in the entire Lijian Peak came to an abrupt end with the scene.
But the sword mark also disappeared, and the sword tomb became a thing of the past.
Xiao Yi, who was outside the sword tomb, felt this change for the first time. The sword path that made him yearn for something that made him feel ashamed and echoed between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.
Xiao Yi understood that all this was caused by Zhao Lei, but he didn't know what it all meant.
But what Xiao Yi knows now is that Zhao Lei has truly skyrocketed in the way of swordsmanship.
The door to kendo has been opened to him.
At this time, a sword that was familiar to Xiao Yi appeared in front of him. He was not sure what it was at first.
The Dragon Tiger Sword made a sword cry. Xiao Yi took a closer look and realized that this was not the Dragon Tiger Sword, the magic weapon of the Zhen Sect!
This is also the only magic weapon of the Lingyu Sect. The leader usually regards it as more important than his lifeblood, and has always enshrined it at the ancestral tablet. Now for some unknown reason, it appears here again.
After the Dragon-Tiger Sword arrived, the sword's tip reached the sword mound, and its whole body emitted a green light. It hung quietly in the air without any movement.
Xiao Yi didn't know why the Dragon Tiger Sword appeared here, so he didn't act rashly. Now his attention is all on Zhao Lei. As for the Dragon Tiger Sword, the master will come naturally.
As expected by Xiao Yi, Feng Qian came after a while, but he was still a step too late and did not see the previous scene.
After Feng Qian arrived, he only saw Xiao Yi standing here and the Dragon Tiger Sword still floating in the air.
The Li Jianfeng no longer shook, the Jianzhong no longer made any sound, and everything returned to its normal state.
If it weren't for the rolling boulders and the toppled trees and houses, it would be as if nothing had happened.
Xiao Yi saw the leader coming, obviously knowing that he was in trouble this time, and then stood aside and said:
"Master, why are you still here? These little things don't bother you. I will take care of them later."
"Deal with it, how do you deal with it? This sword tomb was created by the founder of the sect and has been passed down for thousands of years. It has always been the holy place for sword cultivators of the Lingyu Sect.
Now that it's like this, why don't I just come and see it? If I still don't come over, wouldn't you want to tear down this Sword Peak? "
Feng Qian would not give Xiao Yi a good look. As soon as he arrived, he saw that the sword tomb had lost all its aura and was in ruins. Even the Dragon and Tiger Swords were disturbed.
