"Ding! Mission completed detected.
Congratulations to the host for successfully retrieving the Spirit Sword Sect Master Token!
Obtain mission reward: victory points +10, skill module is re-opened. "
Xu Yue was stunned, not expecting this unexpected surprise at all.
He originally thought that he would get the reward after fighting this fierce battle, but he didn't expect that the task was completed ahead of schedule!
There was a ding sound, and Xu Yue's ears rang for a moment, then returned to normal immediately.
At the same time, there were suddenly many strange and familiar moves and techniques in his mind.
They are all things that belonged to him a hundred years ago.
"Hahaha, I'm back, I'm all back!"
Xu Yue only felt that his body was light and his mood was extremely comfortable.
Ahead, Si Xian also slightly noticed something was wrong.
Xu Yue gave him a different feeling.
But now that the matter has come to this, there is no way he can back down, and he immediately grits his teeth and says: "No matter how many ways you try, you will definitely not be able to catch my sword!"
Hearing this, Xu Yue turned to look at Si Xian, who had a solemn expression, and said with a smile: "The Imperial Sword requires a long time to gather spiritual power. Although it is protected by the Imperial Light, it is not indestructible... I wasn't afraid of you before, let alone now? "
After saying that, he sat down directly cross-legged, put his hands on his face, and looked at Si Xian with interest.
"What do you mean?" Si Xian asked with wide eyes.
"Give you time to condense the Imperial Sword." Xu Yue chuckled.
The air was silent for a moment, and Si Xian's expression changed from shock to anger to indifference.
"Okay, this is what you said." Si Xian smiled grimly, his murderous intent clearly revealed.
Xu Yue waved his hand indifferently and said, "I also want to see this move again, but don't say I didn't give you a chance."
Si Xian stopped talking, took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and then concentrated on instilling spiritual power into the Imperial Sword.
Xu Yue was still sitting on the ground, looking at the gleaming sword, his eyes were reflected in gold.
He had seen this move more than once and even practiced it himself.
Now that I see it again, I am filled with emotion.
boom!
A moment later, a beam of light shot down from the sky, drowning Si Xian in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, the beam of light gradually solidified, and a thousand-foot-long heavenly sword shone across the sky, and was held by Si Xianxu in his hand.
Golden light shines, shining towards the distant skyline. The power of the Heavenly Sword is terrifying, and it even emits spiritual power fluctuations that do not belong to the realm of transformation into gods.
This is the imperial art of Yidi Mountain, the imperial sword!
Xu Yue stood up slowly, looked at Si Xian with a cold expression, and said with a smile, "Have you finished reading the article?"
Si Xian didn't say anything. He flicked his right hand in a sword-raising gesture, and the Imperial Sword followed his movements.
The rumbling sound continued, and wherever the emperor's sword passed, the mountains were cut flat, as if the end was coming.
"war!"
Si Xian roared angrily, and all the previous frustration and anger turned into fighting spirit, and he rushed towards Xu Yue.
Xu Yue also put away his smile, looked at the golden sword that was slashing at him, and moved several thousand meters away in a flash.
"Aren't you crazy? Why are you just hiding now?"
Si Xian shouted and raised the imperial sword to strike again.
Xu Yue was speechless. After dodging the blow of the emperor's sword, he dived down suddenly.
"court death!"
Si Xian slapped his left hand towards the Imperial Sword, and a golden light suddenly bloomed, making Xu Yue unable to open his eyes.
Then, Si Xian seized the opportunity, moved his right hand back, and then thrust out violently.
In the sky, the Emperor's Sword also followed his movements, first retreating tens of thousands of feet, and then rushing towards Xu Yue with the force of thunder!
boom!
Xu Yue resisted with all his strength, stretched out his hand in front of him, and pressed against the tip of the emperor's sword.
The size difference between the two is huge, like an ant blocking a missile, the visual sense is extremely shocking.
Si Xian roared angrily, holding the imperial sword and stabbing forward with all his strength, vowing to destroy Xu Yue both physically and mentally.
Xu Yue gritted his teeth and retreated an unknown distance under the weight of the giant sword, destroying mountains along the way.
Finally, the giant sword pulled a valley-like crack in the ground, and the tip of the sword also made a big crater before it could stop.
"do you died?"
Si Xian gasped and looked at the front of the sword.
There was a figure there who was still pressed against the emperor's sword, with his head lowered, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Si Xian frowned and stretched out his consciousness in the spirit transformation realm to sense Xu Yue's state.
But at this moment.
"collapse."
After Xu Yue whispered a mantra, he gently patted the sword with one hand.
"[Ninth Secret: Secret of Weapons] is being triggered. The host can control all items and even the enemy's weapons."
With a click, a crack suddenly appeared on the emperor's sword.
Si Xian was shocked. Before he could react, several more cracks appeared!
"Condensation!"
Si Xian couldn't care anymore and hurriedly injected spiritual power into the Emperor Sword, allowing the cracks to heal instantly.
However, everything was in vain. There were more and more cracks on the golden emperor sword and it couldn't be stopped at all.
Soon, the entire Imperial Sword became devastated, like cracked land, with tiny cracks all over it.
Finally, the golden light shattered, and the Imperial Sword disappeared in a gust of breeze.
Si Xian was stunned and couldn't believe it when he looked at the long sword in his hand that had turned into a normal size.
The imperial art that Yidi Mountain was so proud of was broken like this?
Si Xian backed away slightly and shouted in horror: "What's going on, what's going on!"
"Why do you need to know so much?"
Xu Yue wiped the blood from his mouth and walked towards Si Xian step by step.
Si Xian was afraid. The successive defeats almost made him lose all confidence.
Especially this time, Xu Yue gave him time to condense the Emperor Sword.
But still lost!
"Don't force me!"
Si Xian retreated again, cold sweat on his forehead flowing to the corners of his eyes.
"Haha, you haven't mastered the essence of the Imperial Sword at all. Such a powerful Imperial technique is just used by you to increase the size of the sword blade."
Xu Yue's steps were steady, and every step forward seemed to step on Si Xian's chest, oppressing people's hearts.
"I have one last move, don't let me force you out!" Si Xian warned with a ferocious face and a hoarse voice.
Xu Yue stopped, looked at the noble young master who was forced into a desperate situation, and said with a smile: "What trick? Di Lin? You can't use it, and you don't deserve it."
Si Xian was immediately stimulated, roared with red eyes, and began to desperately activate his spiritual power.
He was about to use the last move in the Three Emperors Technique.
In an instant, a phantom appeared behind Si Xian, holding a big sword in his hand and standing upright!
Looking from a distance, it seems to be a statue, raising a sword to ask the sky.
Terrifying power rippled, but Xu Yue's face was calm and he didn't make any movement.
He knew Si Xian couldn't use it.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, with a pop, the phantom collapsed and disappeared without a trace.
Si Xian's breath also quickly weakened, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, extremely dejected.
Xu Yue shook his head and said as he walked: "Only the sons and daughters of the emperors of the past dynasties in Yidi Mountain are qualified to practice the Three Emperors Art. Since you have mastered it, you are not an ordinary disciple of Yidi Mountain, right?"
Hearing this, Si Xian's expression was filled with uncontrollable pride. His previous dejection was gone, and his mood seemed to have stabilized.
"Fellow Taoist, I have something to say." Si Xian said calmly.
Xu Yue came to him and looked down condescendingly.
"I want to ask you about someone." Xu Yue said expressionlessly.
"Who?" Si Xian frowned.
"The daughter of the Emperor of Yidi Mountain, Mu Chuxuan."
