Buzz!
The two swords that were nailed to the tree returned to Hu Weilong's hands again.
Don't wait for Su Xie's reaction.
He held the sword in both hands and disappeared into the air.
Of course.
Su Xie turned a deaf ear.
Under his feet, a sword energy flew out and quickly slashed towards the void above.
Two clicks!
In the void, two flying swords made a shattering sound, quickly broke into pieces, and fell to all directions on the earth, kicking up billowing dust.
Poof!
in the air.
A embarrassed figure spat out a splash of blood and rolled away!
"The pinnacle...Sword Immortal!"
"You, you are actually a peak swordsman? This is impossible! How can you achieve this level of swordsmanship at your age?"
Hu Weilong's hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.
To know.
That's the pinnacle swordsman!
He has been a hopeless swordsman for his whole life!
"You want me to draw my sword?"
Su Xie smiled and said, "That's alright, let's use a sword."
"It depends on whether you dare to take it!"
The words fell.
Su Xie flipped his palm, and the billowing sword energy swept over him like a hurricane.
Boom!
Above the sky, dark clouds were constantly gathering, and there was lightning and thunder.
A terrifying illusory giant sword stretched across the sky, like a sword descending from heaven.
It hangs diagonally above everyone's heads like that!
Huge sword flow!
It's like overwhelming mountains and seas, roaring to heaven and earth!
Seeing that all the disciples of Daozong couldn't help but feel a suffocation of death, and they even had an intuition.
Let that sword strike.
I am afraid that all living things in the entire Dao Sect and even the surrounding land will cease to exist at that moment!
"He! Is he already so strong?"
Ah Qing couldn't help but smile more and more bitterly as he looked at Su Xie's sword.
Out of reach!
Even Hu Weilong, no matter how much he practiced swordsmanship, would never be able to follow in Su Xie's footsteps.
"Fellow!"
"I was too blind to see Taishan. I was wrong!"
"Please sheath your sword!"
Feeling the illusory giant sword above his head that was about to be chopped off at any moment, Hu Weilong's expression changed drastically, and his whole body felt numb.
Turn around.
He just ran away into the distance.
He ran away as fast as a bolt of lightning.
"Little friend Huangdi, please show mercy!"
"Please, little friend, please spare his life. This sect is not strict in discipline, and I will punish him severely this time!"
At this time.
Not far away, the figures of Jian Yuanzi and others appeared.
"Sect Master! Save me!"
Seeing this, Hu Weilong shouted urgently, and his entire robe was soaked in cold sweat.
"When I draw my sword, I have to see red."
Su Xie ignored Jian Yuanzi and others and murmured.
With a wave of his hand, the illusory giant sword quickly dispersed, replaced by a sharp sword energy.
The sword energy escaped into the sea of clouds.
moment.
It descended violently on the head of Hu Weilong who had escaped!
Ahhhhh!
I saw.
An arm flew out quickly.
That's blood, flying out!
"Thank you, little friend!"
"Thank you, little friend, for sparing his life!"
Looking at Hu Weilong who had one of his arms cut off and was rolling on the ground, wailing in pain.
Jian Yuanzi and others breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Su Xie waved his hand and dissipated the illusory giant sword!
otherwise.
The giant sword fell!
Today, Hu Weilong is going to die!
Losing such a swordsman genius.
Undoubtedly, it was a huge loss for his Sword Feng Sect.
Looking at Jian Yuanzi and others, they clasped their fists slightly.
Su Xie's eyes were cold and he didn't speak.
"Why don't you thank me for not killing me?"
Jian Yuanzi flew over and kicked Hu Weilong.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Hu Weilong took a large amount of healing elixirs, looked at Su Xie in horror, and quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you...fellow Taoist for not killing me."
"That's it."
Su Xie said.
"Holy Son, if you cut off his arm, will the Sword Feng Sect hate our Dao Sect for this?"
Qin Sanfei came and reminded Su Xie in a low voice.
Of course.
Su Xie smiled: "Do you think it's possible?"
Qin San doesn’t know.
but.
far away.
Jian Yuanzi and others obviously heard it.
"Little friend, don't worry, this kid is the one doing this. I, the Sword Feng Sect, have no grudges at all!"
"Yes, little friend."
Jian Jin on one side also said quickly.
"I can not."
As Su Xie's eyes fell.
The panic in Hu Weilong's eyes was even worse, and he was so frightened that he lost his voice even when he spoke.
To know.
Him now.
The sword thrown by Su Xie had already caused sequelae from the fright!
This is a sequelae that only occurs in sword cultivators!
Just like Old Man Ning back then.
The sword after meeting Chen Taiyuan!
In the following decades, it was almost impossible to even lift the sword!
It’s just that this sword is so powerful! He was so scared that he didn’t even have the courage to lift the sword!
Su Xie naturally didn't care about the other party's future and said calmly: "That's it."
"How long does it take for the Sword Club to start?"
"Little friend, don't worry, there are still three days!"
"If you are in a hurry, my friend, Sword Feng Sect, has a teleportation array that can travel directly through the void. It only takes one day to teleport to Ten Thousand Swords City!"
Jian Yuanzi said.
"That's good, come and open it!"
Su Xie said.
The figure quickly disappeared into the air and crossed towards the direction of Jian Fengzong.
See this.
Jian Yuanzi and Jian Jin looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Waving his hand, he quickly had Hu Weilong taken away and followed Su Xie.
When crossing.
Hu Weilong looked at Jian Yuanzi with a pale face.
"You are so reckless!"
"Since the sect has decided to let the other party participate in the sword meeting, why are you still unwilling to accept it?"
"Still questioning our sect's decision?"
Jian Yuanzi was the first to get angry.
"Sect Master, I was wrong!"
"But this time, you are right!"
"This boy, who is a few years younger than me, has already reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship!"
"With this level of strength, even the younger generation guys in Wanjian City are a bit inferior!"
"At the same time! At the moment when I was fighting with him, I could feel that his sword energy was very special!"
Hu Weilong said with an ugly expression.
"Confrontation? Are you worthy of fighting with your strength?"
Jian Jin snorted coldly.
but.
Jin Yuanzi was slightly startled by his special words.
"You said his sword energy is very special?"
"What kind of kendo does he follow?"
Jian Yuanzi narrowed his eyes.
To know.
In sword cultivation.
Everyone's path to swordsmanship is almost always different!
"It's the dominance of the sword!"
"His sword energy has embarked on a path of domineering swordsmanship!"
Hu Weilong took a deep breath. Even he couldn't believe it when he said this.
"What!"
"The Dominance of the Sword?"
"He actually followed this path of swordsmanship?"
Jian Yuanzi and Jian Jin looked at each other, and immediately their eyes became extremely solemn.
"This is the path of swordsmanship!"
"This is the most difficult sword path among sword cultivators of our generation!"
