Wang Changchun, who was also holding a spiritual sword, did not have any angry look on his face, but his slightly trembling blue shirt proved the fact that he was extremely angry!
With his cultivation in the Fusion Realm, he struck out a killing sword, but it only caused the young man in front of him to spit out a mouthful of blood!
This was beyond his expectation!
He was already facing this battle seriously, not because of how powerful the young man in front of him was, but because of the two dead elders!
Two monks who were both in the late stages of cultivating the void died inexplicably in the hands of the young man.
Looking at the young man in front of him expressionlessly, Wang Changchun said quietly: "You are not bad."
Li Xiuyuan did not look at his enemy, but looked at somewhere in the sky, and said quietly: "I have always been good. If you don't believe me, you can ask Elder Ouyang..."
Wang Changchun was stunned. He did not expect that the young man in front of him would bring the topic to Ouyang Chongming, the Snowfield Holy Land.
From the moment Li Xiuyuan had to take out the Samsara Sword, he knew that he couldn't hide it from Ouyang Chongming, because the sword in his hand was too special.
It was so special that anyone who had seen it would hardly forget it. A long sword full of rust cut off the spiritual sword in the hands of the Snowfield Holy Land disciples in the wind and snow.
Not to mention Ouyang Chongming, who is an elder, even Ouyang Manxue and his sister recognized him at a glance.
But, even so, so what?
There are two swords left at the moment, either two swords or one sword. He believes that the young man in front of him cannot take it!
Taking a deep breath, Wang Changchun did not look at Ouyang Chongming, but said coldly: "There are two more swords!"
Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, holding the spiritual sword in his hand as pale as an eagle's claw, and slashed a peerless sword energy into the sky above Li Xiuyuan's head!
Amidst the hissing sound, Li Xiuyuan felt countless black sword energy spurting downward from the mid-air above his head, instantly forming a prison and tightly confining him in it.
From when Wang Changchun's sword came out to when it fell, Ouyang Chongming's face never showed a trace of emotion, because he believed that the young man in front of him could not give in.
Because back on Tianyun Mountain, the young man never gave in until his death!
However, when he saw the black sword energy slashed out from Wang Changchun's spiritual sword, he couldn't help but shout.
Said: "In order to deal with a young man, you actually used the sword prison?!"
Sword Prison is one of the most profound sword techniques in the Xuanwu Continent. It is a secret that is not passed down in the major holy places. Once it is exerted by borrowing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, it can trap the great cultivators above the Fusion Realm!
Not to mention the young man in front of him who couldn't even condense his soul veins.
Ouyang Chongming saw the Loulan Wang family's hometown slashing out a sword prison, but he was wondering where the Wang family learned this swordsmanship from?
You must know that with such swordsmanship, the Four Holy Lands cannot be easily sold to the elders of an aristocratic family.
After seeing Wang Changchun perform Sword Prison easily, even Tantai Mingyue frowned, because her master had not taught her this move because she was not at a sufficient level.
Thinking about the horror of this sword move, he couldn't help but frown and reminded: "Be careful, this is the sword prison!"
Li Xiuyuan, who was trapped in the sword prison, looked at the glowing black sword energy in front of him, and felt a strange feeling in his heart, because these sword energy was different from the sword energy he slashed out, and contained a strong aura of death. .
It seems that with just one touch, the whole person will be torn into pieces by the thousands of sword energy!
He suddenly thought of how he had cut off the skeletons of the bandits on the grassland, and his eyes became solemn for a moment.
He was always cautious, but when he heard Tantai Mingyue's reminder, he did not immediately use the dragon sword technique, nor did he use the magic talisman to break the black sword prison in front of him!
In his opinion, this is the principle that condenses the principles of space, like a cage in space. If he is not careful, he will fall into the endless hell forever.
However, he believed that the sword prison in front of him was not the real law of space, because the old Taoist priest told him that to control the law of real space, one must have a level of cultivation above that of mortal transformation.
The elder Wang in front of him was only at the Fusion Realm, and in his eyes was not as good as the masters from Tianyu City.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the sword prison that was close at hand, and when he was thinking about how to break through it, he found that Wang Changchun was urging the sword prison to slowly shrink.
It turns out that the opponent wants to trap him first, and then use the sword prison formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cut him into pieces!
This is the sword prison formed by the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In his eyes, it is an indestructible existence. If he uses the dragon sword technique to attack, he is likely to be entangled by the sword prison.
So in front of everyone, the young man trapped in the sword prison became silent, and even stared at the sky in a daze.
"Master, even if you don't help me, can you still give me some advice?"
Unexpectedly, the voice of the old Taoist priest did not come from the sky, but the clouds in the sky turned black, and there were gusts of cold wind blowing, as if the sky was about to change in the next moment.
Just when he was about to despair, a vague voice sounded in the sea of mind: "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others!
The old man lying under the tree looked at the hazy sky and said quietly: "Master can't help you. It's not like you have nothing to do. Use your brain!"
The little black horse beside him gave a low growl, expressing his dissatisfaction with the old man.
The old man was stunned, looked at it and sat up: "How about I send you out to help fight?"
The little dark horse was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes!
"Don't waste time, it's time to end this duel!"
As Wang Changchun shouted, the spiritual sword in his hand suddenly glowed with light, and another black sword energy slashed into the air above Li Xiuyuan's head!
He was activating the sword prison that had formed in the sky, wanting to kill the young man in the cage with his sword as quickly as possible and end the family head's nightmare.
Looking at the scene in front of her, anger finally flashed across Tantai Mingyue's eyes.
Yuwen Liuli, who was standing next to her, even screamed: "Shura, be careful, don't come into contact with this sword energy!"
Ouyang Xiayun looked at his sister and asked, "Can that guy break through this sword prison?"
Ouyang Manxue shook his head and said softly: "I don't know either, just watch and don't say anything!"
Gongye Wuji from Qiuyun Mountain laughed loudly and said to Li Xiuyuan: "I said, can you still fight that guy? Do you want me to help you, brother?"
Li Xiuyuan, who was staring at the sky, suddenly relaxed his frown!
Looking at Gongye Wuji, he said quietly: "No, I'm still alive!"
Just when everyone in front of them was in a daze at the terrifying aura brought by this black sword prison, amidst the gusts of cold wind, there was heavy snow floating in the sky!
It is normal for Tag Snow Mountain to snow in spring, but what is falling now is the heavy snow that only occurs in winter.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and speechless for a long time.
But Wang Changchun, who was holding the spiritual sword, had no intention of stopping. He roared and condensed his cultivation in the physical realm again, and slashed a black sword energy into the sky!
"Remember, don't go against any aristocratic family in your next life!"
In the wind and snow, Wang Changchun didn't have any snow on his body. There was a faint Gang Qi emerging around him, covering him from the falling snow.
Li Xiuyuan, who was in the Sword Prison, was tightly wrapped in the falling snowflakes in just a moment. Looking from a distance, he almost turned into a snowman.
It was in sharp contrast to the old man opposite.
"Really? I want to test the power of your sword prison!"
Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the Samsara Sword, replied quietly. The long sword in his hand drew a semicircle in the air. In the eyes of everyone, the young man trapped in the sword prison looked like a picturesque prison.
In the dense sword prison, he drew a smaller cage for himself.
But Ouyang Manxue, who covered his mouth, almost screamed, waiting for the moment when the young man would draw his sword, as if he had been waiting for the whole winter.
Even Yuwen Liuli, who couldn't understand, said to Tantai Mingyue: "Look, that guy is about to move!"
And Ximen Yuyan, who was nervously pulling her brother's sleeves, also whispered softly: "Brother, is that guy crazy?"
Gongye Wuji continued to laugh loudly and said: "It's interesting, using a prison to break another prison. This is the first time I have seen such sword skills!"
Unexpectedly, the young man in the sword prison shook his head gently and said in a solemn voice: "I am not a prison!"
Li Xiuyuan, whose black clothes were stained with white snow, was seen swinging the long sword in his hand again, slashing somewhere in the sky amidst the stunned gazes of dozens of elders and disciples.
He murmured softly, "Sabo sentient beings..."
A stunning sword light flashed in front of people's eyes, illuminating the hazy sky.
As this sword light slashed out, the heavy snow falling all over the sky turned into a sky full of flowers above everyone's heads in an instant... Time stopped again for an instant!
It was this momentary pause that caused Wang Changchun, who was holding the spiritual sword to activate the sword prison, to stop involuntarily in the wind and snow!
This moment of pause was all too familiar to Ouyang Chongming. The scene in front of him seemed to be back in front of the main hall of Tianyun Mountain, watching the snow leopard in the wind and snow disappear before everyone's eyes.
Ouyang Xiayun couldn't stop screaming and shouted: "Sister, I understand why I lost that day!"
In the sky full of flying snowflakes and flowers, both the boundless sword energy slashed by the elders of Loulan City and the murderous sword prison instantly became dim and colorless.
Holding a rusty sword in his hand, Li Xiuyuan, who was in the sword prison, sighed softly: "You are a beautiful lady, how can you be a thief!"
Ximen Yuyan, who was confused, looked at the flowers falling one after another in the sky, and couldn't help but shout softly: "It's so beautiful!"
But Ximen Wuhen's brows furrowed tightly. Even now, he still doesn't understand the significance of the young man in the sword prison slashing out this sword that fills the sky with flowers.
Is it possible that the sky full of flowers can break the peerless sword prison created by the elders of the Fusion Realm?
crazy! This was his subconscious thought.
Wang Changchun laughed loudly in the wind and snow and said: "Boy, I respect you as a man. As long as you are willing to submit to my Loulan Wang family, I can take back the sword prison and spare your life, how about it?!"
However, Li Xiuyuan in the Sword Prison did not pay attention to what he meant. He continued to use the Samsara Sword in his hand, looked at somewhere in the sky and said quietly: "Thank you!"
"Crazy, that kid is crazy. People want to kill him, but he says thank you!"
"Is that guy scared out of his wits?"
"Oh, let's finish it quickly, we still have to wait to enter the ruins!"
At this time, some monks who couldn't wait for the result lined up and walked into the dimly lit passage, because in their hearts, the result of this competition had already been achieved!
In front of everyone, Tantai Mingyue sighed quietly, not knowing whether it was for the monks who had already stepped into the passage, or for the young man trapped in the sword prison in front of him.
Murong Zhilan, who was standing behind her, shouted anxiously: "If you don't take action, you will die under these ten thousand swords!"
Yu Wenjie, who was speechless, looked up at the thousands of flowers in the sky, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn.
"You're welcome, I guarantee you will die comfortably and without any pain!" Wang Changchun, who came back to his senses, looked at the silent young man and laughed.
After living for so long, it was the first time that he saw that he was about to kill someone, and the person who was about to die said thank you to him.
Just when he was about to strike with another sword and end the life of the boy in the sword prison...
At the moment when everyone exclaimed for the life of the young man in the cage...
At the moment when Murong Zhilan, Yuwen Liuli and other women couldn't bear to witness it and covered their eyes...
Amid the gusts of wind and snow, under thousands of blooming flowers, everyone heard a sigh...
