Looking at the scene in front of him, Duanmu Qing was a little disappointed. He thought Li Xiuyuan should not be weak.
When the old man stepped onto the stone steps again, he should have mobilized the formations in the mountains to launch an attack, instead of putting himself in a desperate situation.
Duanmu Wuhui was a little angry and coughed slightly to remind Duanmu Qing in front of him not to lose his composure. After all, everything has an unknown outcome.
And he chose to believe the boy in front of him.
In his opinion, maybe it was because Li Xiuyuan had killed the elders of the Meng family before, so he would show mercy when Meng Xianming came up the mountain again!
It was precisely because of this that he felt that the current battle would be even more exciting than before.
He was a little looking forward to it, but also a little nervous.
Silently feeling the terrifying sword intent coming from the cracks under his feet, Li Xiuyuan sighed.
He said coldly: "I didn't expect that the Meng Mansion would have sensible elders. That's fine. Even though we can't collect the body, it's also a good thing to have an elder go back and report the news."
"You talk too much. If you kneel down and kowtow to me now, and follow me back to the imperial city to see the Queen, maybe I can spare your life!"
Meng Xianming thought for a while and replied: "For the Queen's sake, how about you cut off one of your own arms and kowtow fifty times to my dead brother?"
"You're overthinking this. This battle is about life and death, there's no way out!"
Before he could finish his words, dozens and hundreds of faint sword energies were seen slashing out from Li Xiuyuan's feet into the wind!
The Samsara Sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand made a clear sound, and he slashed forward with the sword, passing through the void three feet, and slashed straight at the old man in front of him!
"ah......"
Duanmuqing couldn't help but screamed. He had been taking care of Li Xiuyuan's responsibility.
Heart, because he also felt the sword formation laid out by the old man on the stone steps.
"Oh, you are so talkative!"
Duanmu Wuhui sighed and glared at Duanmu Qing, who was facing him. Does that mean you don't have any eyesight?
If the old man's sword formation hadn't been broken, how could the young man in front of him be able to slash forward with this thunderous sword?
But he didn't see it clearly, let alone how Li Xiuyuan broke the sword formation imprinted on the stone steps by Meng Xianming?
In his opinion, the man in front of him was indeed a peerless talent. With such a simple sword, he broke through Meng Xianming's sword formation and passed through the cage in an instant!
Meng Xianming's expression was stern. He did not expect that Li Xiuyuan could see through his sword formation and break through his cage.
So after he struck back with his sword, he once again gathered a terrifying force to activate the sword array on the stone steps again!
But what he didn't expect was that his sword formation was just a spiritual thought from the Mahayana realm imprinted on the bluestone.
There is also a formation under the bluestone that coincides with the seven stars above the nine heavens.
He has the power of a monk in the world, but he wants to resist the aura of heaven and earth, and the great formation imprinted by the stars in the sky. That is nothing more than a dream!
There was a clear sound of "Dang!", and the spiritual sword in Meng Xianming's hand almost fell away, and a line of blood spattered out from his arm.
A sword cut through the snow, and in front of Yunqi Temple, even Meng Xianming, who was in the Mahayana realm, could not block its edge.
"Whoosh!" With a sound, Meng Xianming took a step back, his face turned pale instantly. He did not expect that the mortal boy in front of him would actually hurt him with a sword!
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said coldly: "This is my territory and there is no room for your sword formation. You are a white man."
Crazy? "
Just a simple sentence made the two members of the Duanmu family suddenly understand.
The young man has set up a large formation in the mountains, how can you be allowed to override this formation?
Not to mention, the moment Li Xiuyuan drew his sword, he had already activated the formation at his feet, breaking through the old man's cage or the sword formation in a flash of lightning.
A divine fire burned it completely.
"You little thief, don't be so arrogant!"
Meng Xianming was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He gathered all his strength and struck out with a sword from a distance of three feet.
.
A majestic sword energy rushed out from in front of the old man, cutting through the void and coming to Li Xiuyuan.
This is a sword that the old man has gathered his whole life to slash out. How can it be resisted or resisted by the world?
"Woo!" Amidst the sound, the sword that the old man slashed out let out a terrifying whimper.
Seeing the sword that had struck the young man's chest, Meng Xianming thought to himself that he was the strongest man in this world. Even the Great Elder Meng Yidong was no match for him!
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan's Samsara Sword let out a dragon roar and roared out in an instant!
In the eyes of the two Duanmu family members, a dragon-like sword energy suddenly slashed forward in front of the young man!
A long sword full of rust, but it cut out a divine dragon sword energy that shocked the world. Between the roar of the dragon and the roar of the tiger, it slashed directly at Meng Xianming who was three feet away.
Meng Xianming shouted like a thunder on the mountain road. He wanted to use the Mahayana realm to crush the young man in front of him and break this divine dragon sword energy.
However, he suddenly discovered that the young man in front of him was not controlled by his Mahayana coercion at all, and directly ignored the peerless power he used.
Even if he is
Under the power of the Mahayana, it is impossible to feel the aura of this world.
It was as if this side of the world had simply ignored him, or in other words, abandoned him.
Where is my supreme power? Why can't I feel the existence of the spiritual power of this world? What happened?
Meng Xianming's sword was unable to mobilize this world at all.
Because the world had already gathered in the formation at his feet, when Li Xiuyuan stood in front of him, the world had already left him in an instant.
Li Xiuyuan has always emphasized to those around him that cultivators must love the world with reverence and fear, and the same is true for the way of heaven in this world.
Even though Meng Xianming has entered the Mahayana realm, he still cannot understand the way of heaven and earth. If he does not know the way, he cannot understand the laws between heaven and earth.
Even if the Queen of this world, Helian Mingyue, is standing here, it is the same.
And until now, Li Xiuyuan has not even shown a trump card to the old man. He has only used his Buddhist power, the Dragon Sword Technique that he practiced many years ago.
The divine dragon was in the abyss, and the sword rose from under the abyss, but in an instant he came between heaven and earth.
Although the current Meng Xianming could not break Li Xiuyuan's Shenlong sword, he also had a powerful body-protecting aura that even the peak expert in the extraordinary realm could not break.
However, Li Xiuyuan's sword was too fast, and the sword energy was like a dragon destroying mountains and collapsing mountains, and continued to slash at Meng Xianming.
The divine dragon from under the abyss ignores all barriers in the world and vows to devour everything in front of it!
Two screams sounded on the mountain road between lightning and stone fire.
One came from Duanmu Qing, and he seemed to see that this dragon sword had swallowed up the old man.
Then there was a cry of surprise.
One came from Meng Xianming, and his body-protecting Qi was instantly pierced by the divine dragon's sword, and he felt a chill in his chest.
When he looked down, he saw that the white robe on his chest had been pierced by Li Xiuyuan's divine dragon sword, leaving a blood mark on his chest.
Meng Xianming, who was in the Mahayana realm, was injured in his chest.
Duanmu Wuhui, who was on the stone platform, watched this scene silently. He was dumbfounded and thought that the elder brother in front of him had missed this sword that shocked the monks all over the world.
The eldest son of the Meng family was still standing there. Although he had not fallen down, there was a blood mark on his chest.
In just the blink of an eye, the red flowers blooming on his chest dyed his snowy white robe red.
How could he be hit by a sword? I wonder how many people in the world can use such powerful and shocking divine power as myself and slash out such an astonishing sword?
Even Duanmu Wuhui didn't understand why Meng Xianming, the second elder of the Meng family, was unable to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world.
Where has the aura of heaven and earth gone up and down this mountain?
Feeling the peerless aura on Meng Xianming's body, even Duanmu Qing turned pale. Because in the past Duanmu wind
Yun would never exert such pressure in front of him.
This was the first time he felt an extraordinary aura, and for a moment, he couldn't hide the shocked look on his face.
This is halfway up the mountain, still half way to the top of the mountain. If the Buddhas on the mountain control the aura of heaven and earth in this world, then Elder Meng certainly cannot.
Not even the three members of the Duanmu family, let alone being mobilized, couldn't even sense it.
...
In Meng Xianming's eyes, the young man in front of him was holding a handful of broken metal.
The iron sword was obviously blind, but it could kill him with a wave of his hand.
This was the strangest and most incredible thing he had ever encountered during his training.
It was obvious that he had the most powerful spiritual sword in his hand, one of the spiritual swords passed down from generations of ancestors of the Meng family. He didn't know how many monks he had killed with this sword.
Before, he had been angry at the young man who killed Wang Bufan with one palm, and did not pay attention to the sword in the young man's hand.
In his opinion, a young man who cannot even condense his spiritual energy cannot get close to his body even if he holds a sword.
Now, the sword in the young man's hand was pointing at him quietly on the stone steps three feet away.
There was no sunshine in the sky, but a ray of light passed through the layers of clouds and fell on the young man's body and the rusty sword.
Only then did Meng Xianming see that Li Xiuyuan's hand holding the sword was very steady, even more steady than him.
This scene is very strange. How could a young man's hand be more stable than his sword-holding hand? crazy!
What Meng Xianming didn't know was that the three feet in front of Li Xiuyuan were the same world as Meng Xianming.
Li Xiuyuan's world is different from Meng Xianming's, because this side of the world is also his world, and the starry sky above him also provides him with a steady stream of power.
In comparison, the world in front of Meng Xianming condensed with the Mahayana realm appears weak and powerless because it lacks the way of heaven and earth.
His world is not just this mountain, but also the rules and principles of this world.
When Li Xiuyuan was in the narrow path in the mountain forest, the lines of laws that the old people and Helian Mingyue could not comprehend entered his body.
His world has become like the world of monks in this world.
different.
No matter how terrifying the spiritual sword in Meng Xianming's hand was, and no matter how many monks it had killed, it still could not break the three-foot world in front of him.
Because Meng Xianming's world has no rules, no reason, let alone any power of law.
If Li Xiuyuan is willing, no matter how strong the old man is, as long as he activates the large formation at his feet, he can wipe the old man from the world like Wang Bufan and turn him into flower fertilizer.
Silently feeling the shock and anger in front of him, Li Xiuyuan only saw black and white in his eyes. He didn't even pay attention to the wonderful details on the old man's face.
Because he can't see.
Just as he couldn't see the old man's sword, he couldn't see the old man's face either. In his eyes, there was only the black and white between life and death, and there was no fear or anger in the world.
So, he looked at the old man and said coldly: "I said, this is my world. When you step on the stone steps again, you are already dead!"
"You are so conceited. Do you think you are the god of this world?"
Meng Xianming roared angrily, and his white hair suddenly emitted thousands of rays of light, and his body mutated amidst the clicking sound.
While Duanmu Qingyi Jian's face was full of panic, his hands firmly grasped the stone table in front of him.
There was a burst of light and a soft sound, and the old man on the mountain path instantly turned into a giant five feet tall.
The giant held a spiritual sword that could cut heaven and earth, and pointed it coldly at the ant-like Li Xiuyuan.
He scolded: "So, what other trump card do you have? Go to hell!"
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