Chapter 114 Broken Blade Mountain

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The Linghuang Continent advocates cultivation, and there are three thousand avenues, each with its own merits.

Today, the most powerful sects in the world are undoubtedly Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

In terms of the largest number of people and the lowest threshold, they are the warriors in the world led by Qingdi City and Datang Campus.

If we talk about the most desirable and extremely lethal ones, there is no doubt that they are the sword cultivators of the Sword Immortal City in the North of Zhongzhou.

But in Dongzuzhou, in addition to the prosperity of Taoism, there is also a kind of practitioner who is the most feared.

Guiyun Immortal Sect is stronger than Duanrenshan.

But there is a saying in the cultivation world that it is better to provoke the Taoist immortals of Guiyunxian Sect than to provoke the sword cultivators of Duanren Mountain, which naturally explains some problems.

Sword cultivators use their swords to enter the Tao, giving people the impression of being domineering and powerful, and more importantly... they don't care about their lives.

Every powerful swordsman who confronts an enemy will put his own life and death aside and use the most powerful and ferocious sword techniques.

They don't know how to hold back, and they have only one purpose, which is to end their opponent's life.

Of course, no one wants to have trouble with these knife madmen.

The woman from Broken Blade Mountain is the lunatic among lunatics.

In the world of cultivation, even great practitioners from the Nine Holy Lands may look down upon Broken Blade Mountain, but they still respect this true immortal woman who wields a sword.

There are many rumors about her, but one of them is the most convincing.

She went to the Southern Barbarian Demonic Realm, and then to the Northern Demonic Realm, and then successfully came back alive.

This can already explain a lot of problems.

As for ordinary practitioners, they respect her as a god, and this is where the word "Sword Immortal" comes from.

....

Thousands of miles away from Dongzuzhou, there is a mountain covered by haze. There are clear springs flowing in the mountains. There are countless purple bamboos. The roots of the bamboos are as thick as two people embracing each other, towering into the clouds.

Although it is already hot, this vast bamboo forest is extremely cold, with the cold wind whistling like a knife.

At this time, countless disciples were practicing and meditating inside. Occasionally, a breeze would blow up the surrounding clouds, revealing the broken blades, swords, guns, swords and halberds stuck upside down all over the mountains and plains, all of which were eerie.

There is a simple courtyard on the cliff a hundred meters above the bamboo forest. It is calm all year round. Occasionally, disciples glance at it with unconcealed admiration in their eyes.

However, following the shocking move of the sword earlier, the sword energy streaked across the sea of ​​clouds. Countless disciples looked up with shock and confusion on their faces.

Elder Li Moran has not been out of the mountain for many years. Why did he suddenly use his sword today? Where did this sword strike?

...

Beside the bamboo forest.

A girl with delicate features stretched her right hand on her forehead and stood on tiptoe to look into the distance, looking very playful.

The only thing that was a bit incongruous was that he was carrying a giant sword that was as tall as her.

The sword power disappeared from the air, and the girl turned her head to look at the courtyard again.

A tall figure sitting cross-legged under a giant bamboo in the courtyard could only be vaguely identified as a woman.

The girl turned her head slightly and asked nervously: "Master?"

After so many years, except for a few famous practitioners in the practice world, she, a master who has mastered sword skills, has never used a sword again.

More importantly, she could clearly feel that her current master was not in a very good mood, or even very bad.

The girl was sure that even after losing the last fight, her master had never been so unhappy.

"Yunyu is dead."

A voice without any emotion came from the courtyard.

The girl was startled and asked: "Who has such courage?"

The wooden door of the courtyard was slowly pushed open, and the tall woman finally walked out.

The appearance of this woman who is admired by the world is very ordinary, even a little ugly.

But what is surprising is that her temperament is very special, like mountains and flowing water, so majestic that people can ignore her appearance and even gender, and feel a sense of reverence and fear in their hearts.

"I don't know him. His level is not high and his methods are a bit weird."

The tall woman looked at her and said expressionlessly.

"Master, my condolences!"

The girl lowered her head slightly, but she didn't feel much in her heart. She didn't like that person in the first place.

After suppressing the shock in her heart, the simple-minded girl immediately felt a little pity.

Have mercy on that guy who doesn't know how to live or die.

Different from the gossip spread in the world, the girl knew that the master gave the Yunxia Mirror to Yan Yunyu by the hand of another elder. Naturally, it was not because Yan Yunyu was the pretty girl she raised, because this statement is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Daji.

What is the truth?

It can only be because Yan Yunyu is her master, the biological son of the woman known as the Sword Immortal in the world.

This truth is very cliché, but also very real. Even when she first learned about it, she was too shocked to react.

"Yan Nantian is indeed a loser. I actually fell in love with him in the first place."

"That person who is a dual cultivator of human swordsmanship seems to have some background."

"That's it, let's cut off the worldly ties and die together. What do you think?"

Li Moran asked.

Her questions were casual, calm, even ruthless.

Logically speaking, practitioners should pay attention to forgetting their feelings. The higher the state of mind, the less concerned they are about the world. Naturally, this is especially true for a great practitioner like Li Moran. It is nothing.

But the girl lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

Because the master has never been a talkative person, maybe he hasn't talked as much in the past few years as he does at this moment.

The girl's compassion was even greater, and she wanted to kill the master's biological son. Wasn't she seeking death?

...

quite a while.

The female sword fairy looked at the horizon and said, "He is not dead yet."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then before she could recover and widen her eyes, a sleeve swiped at the corner of her eyes.

The girl raised her head in confusion, and saw her master gently waving his sleeves twice.

He's not dead yet.

So two sleeves are two swords.

"ah!"

This time the girl couldn't hide it anymore and opened her mouth and exclaimed.

When the fairy from the upper three realms of Yaochi Holy Land came, his master used three swords.

However, three swords will determine the outcome.

....

Thousands of miles away.

The air waves blow high into the sky.

Only the remains of the high platform in the sky of Qianliu City were left, and countless trembling people were hiding in corners and crying.

At the top of the round platform, Shen Yu inserted the wooden sword Jingqing upside down onto the green bricks.

Stand proudly.

The only difference was that Shen Yu's right hand on the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly, and a mouthful of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Previously, in the sky, everyone's impression was only that the arc-shaped sword energy coming from thousands of miles collided with a majestic red light coming out of thin air.

After the spiritual energy exploded, countless people fell onto their backs and were stunned to the ground.

There just wasn't enough time to react.

Two more thunders fell, and the entire sky above Qianliu City was mostly covered by twilight.

Dark clouds are approaching, and wind and thunder are approaching.

Shen Yu watched this scene silently and put the sword back in his hand.

He said calmly: "Come again."