Yishui Terrace, with the master of Haoran Peak as its center, formed an absolute domain.
Outside the area, there were countless corpses of monsters that were commanded by the Huanling Sect to launch attacks, forming a black mass.
I don’t know how many monsters were cut by the Taibai Sword and their bodies were separated. I don’t know how many monsters were smashed by the Taibai Sword and turned into blood and fragments.
The only thing we know is that the river named Yishui has now been completely dyed red with blood.
A seriously injured monster struggled to stand up, but failed, and fell down again precariously.
This is a truly tragic and bloody scene.
Countless battles have taken place in the vast sky, but it is rare to see one as heroic as the one here.
The master of Haoran Peak, who was standing in the center of the bloody meat grinder, still had no expression on his face. His look was still so calm, and his brows were still so gentle.
The noble spirit is not tainted by dust.
Therefore, even after so much killing, his eyes were still as clear as light, without a trace of blood.
This is a boring fight.
Kill monsters, and then kill monsters again.
The roars and shrill howls of the monsters seemed so monotonous.
Monotony is numb repetition.
From the beginning to now, the Huanling Sect has filled this place with at least more than a thousand monsters.
clank!
The sound of swords never stopped.
Roar! Roar!
The roar of the monster never stopped.
The master of Haoran Peak has never retreated a single step from the beginning to now.
Because behind him is the teleportation array.
Behind the teleportation array is the Sword Sect’s Qiuyan City.
Woo woo woo!
Suddenly, a sharp humming sound was heard from above the Yishui River.
Then, the monster finally stopped charging.
It’s not that Huanling Sect can’t afford such a loss.
Instead, a man wearing a basalt robe appeared on the horizon at some point in time.
He walked slowly towards the master of Haoran Peak.
There was chaos on the scene at this time, but after this man appeared, it was like a forbidden existence, the king of beasts had arrived.
Those noisy and crazy monsters all became quiet.
Only the sword's sound remains.
Li Shiyi, the master of Haoran Peak, narrowed his eyes, looked at the person who came, and his eyebrows twitched.
Comer.
Huanling Sect, ruled by Xuanwu.
A monk at the Venerable Title Realm.
The challenger.
Sword Sect, Master of Haoran Peak.
A cultivator in the fourth calamity realm.
Can you win?
No.
The master of Haoran Peak knew it very well.
No matter how powerful the Sword Sect monks are, they ultimately belong to the human level.
The title of the Four Tribulations War is no longer something that can be accomplished by mortals in this world.
However, he was extremely calm and smiled with trust.
Who could make him trust so much?
Who could make him so peaceful?
It is just a voice in my ears, but I can’t see the person saying “I am coming”.
This is a voice that Master Haoran Peak is extremely familiar with.
From the Sword Sect’s leader, Xie Qingyun.
One of the only two remaining sword masters in the world.
It's finally here.
The master of Haoran Peak said in his heart.
The Xuanwu Lord of Huanling Sect and the Qingyun Sword Immortal of Jian Sect arrived at Yishui Terrace together.
Who can stop the demons?
Now, there is only the Sword Sect.
The most powerful force in the Sword Sect is Xie Qingyun.
Xie Qingyun is here.
The Xuanwu Lord also deserves to die.
…
The cold wind blows gently on Yishui Terrace.
The Xuanwu Overlord's robe fluttered as he looked at the Haoran Peak Master standing on flesh and blood. His face showed extremely human complex emotions. He sighed and said, "Even if my Heart Demon Clan took action personally, they would not be able to surpass the number one Taoist master in the world..."
"The Sword Sect is indeed the Sword Sect."
Under the control of the Heart Demon Clan, the Huanling Sect has become increasingly powerful over the past 20,000 years.
But no matter how they gained momentum, Jian Zong remained motionless and suppressed Huan Ling.
"But, as a Sword Sect cultivator, why don't you take good care of your Eastern Region and shed blood in Zhongling?"
The Xuanwu Lord said slowly.
"It's a good life, why don't some people know how to cherish it?"
The leader of the Huanling Sect, who was actually one of the three soul masters, had an expression of great regret on his face.
The master of Haoran Peak understood the hidden meaning behind the words of Xuanwu Lord. He looked at Xuanwu Lord, nodded, and said seriously: "Yes, it's a good life, why don't some people know how to cherish it?"
The Xuanwu Lord frowned, obviously surprised at how the Master of Haoran Peak could still be so calm and confident in such a situation.
He looked up and down at the Master of Haoran Peak.
Finally, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"A cultivator in the Fourth Tribulation Realm actually spoke such arrogant words to me?"
"You don't think you can kill me with your four calamities cultivation?"
“How ridiculous, ridiculous, ridiculous!”
In the end, the Xuanwu Lord restrained all smiles and became extremely cold, with murderous intent and sarcasm revealed in his eyes.
"You, the Sword Sect cultivator, don't really think you are invincible, do you?"
Master Haoran did not answer, but suddenly stopped holding the sword.
He held the Taibai sword across his chest.
His hair moved without wind, like a flowing black river.
Then, the Taibai sword on his chest suddenly began to hum, as if it was eager to come out and drink blood, or as if it had encountered some powerful being and was struggling.
Shining!
The sound of a sword!
boom!
A sword whistled.
The dark Taibai sword turned into a black sword light that split the wind and pierced the Xuanwu Lord fiercely, as if it wanted to pierce through the Xuanwu Lord whose cultivation had reached the title realm.
In a field of vision unknown to anyone, a completely transparent, extremely thin and faint gray shadow of the sword body, which was visible only to the sword master, shot out together with the Taibai Sword and attached tightly to the top of the Taibai Sword.
It looks like one sword, but it is actually two swords.
That invisible sword shadow, as fast as a shuttle and as quick as lightning, is the real killing move.
The Taibai Sword was ferocious, and its low sword sound turned into a huge roar like wind and thunder in a blink of an eye.
The Taibai Sword is incredibly fast.
The might it carried was so great that the air was sucked out wherever the sword passed.
There was a tearing sound in the air.
The flying sword whizzed past, tearing apart countless air currents.
These torn air currents formed a straight line behind the Taibai Sword.
At the end of the line is the extremely powerful Xuanwu Lord.
"An ant tries to shake a tree, an egg tries to hit a rock."
The Xuanwu Lord, who was always as calm as a stone sculpture, had just changed color because of the words of the Haoran Peak Master, but now he was calm again.
He admitted that the sword of Master Haoran Peak was extremely powerful, with the force of a strong wind and thunder.
But we are still a long, long way from defeating him.
"So that's it?"
The Xuanwu Lord smiled cruelly.
He stretched out his hand and waved gently.
The next moment, behind the Black Tortoise Lord, a chaotic air flowed, and a pair of blood-red eyes opened like blood-red lanterns in the air flow.
Roar!
The divine power is surging.
The Four Holy Spirit Techniques - the Black Tortoise Technique.
The Lord of Xuanwu directly used the Xuanwu magic among the four secret magics of Huanling Sect.
The black tortoise bloodline pet that resided in his body suddenly appeared behind him.
A behemoth resurrected.
It has a dragon head, a crocodile voice, a dark brown body, and a hard shell on its back that glows like scales.
With the help of the spirit of Xuanwu, the Xuanwu Lord can perform powerful sacred arts that only those with Xuanwu bloodline can perform.
The blood is overwhelming and unparalleled.
The arms of the Black Tortoise Lord are already covered with a layer of dark brown scales, with blood-colored air rising continuously, giving him the ability to slay dragons and kill Kun.
So, he made a fist with his palm and swung it towards the void, towards the Taibai sword that was flying towards him.
Xuanwu is the spiritual beast with the strongest defense in the world.
In the face of such a powerful magic, can a flying sword from a cultivator in the Fourth Tribulation Realm really accomplish anything?
The answer lies only in the result, not in the expectation.
The Taibai Sword swept away all the aura of heaven and earth in Yishuitai.
It moved forward all the way and finally collided with the sword swung by the Xuanwu Lord.
There was a loud bang.
The burly body of the Xuanwu Lord suddenly left the ground, flew backwards, and fell towards the Yishui River below.
In mid-air, the Black Tortoise Lord let out a violent, unwilling and puzzled roar, and angrily tried to struggle to adjust his body and stabilize himself.
Then, Taibai Sword came again.
He flew backwards again.
He struggled again.
Flying backwards again.
This was repeated six times.
With a bang, the Xuanwu Lord was finally smashed into the Yishui River below, causing huge waves.
When he struggled to climb up from the Yishui River, the blood-red river water flowed over his scaly body and flowed down through the gaps in the scales, looking extremely creepy.
With a sound of wow.
The Xuanwu Lord began to vomit blood.
Scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth.
At this moment, his eyes revealed a hint of confusion and self-doubt.
The Lord of Xuanwu could clearly feel that the power of the flying sword released by Li Shiyi was not enough to shake him.
But what is puzzling is that even such a "mediocre" flying sword, when it collided with his fist that was performing the Xuanwu spiritual art, released a force that should not have existed and was countless times more powerful than the Taibai Sword itself.
It doesn't seem like one sword, but rather two swords.
But in his vision, in his perception, and in his divine sense exploration, he did not find the second flying sword.
So, even though he couldn't believe it, he had to admit that there was only one Taibai Sword between heaven and earth.
It was the master of Haoran Peak who injured him.
This inexplicable surge of power was so fierce and unparalleled that it not only blew him away, but the remaining force also penetrated into his strong and invincible body, directly injuring his internal organs.
Yes, with the help of the Xuanwu spiritual art, his defense is almost invincible and difficult to break.
Therefore, this sword uses the means of force recoil to break his defense.
It's like a person trapped in an iron barrel being hit with a hammer.
The iron barrel was very hard and was not damaged.
However, the huge recoil force was enough to shock the people inside to death through the iron sheet.
The same situation is happening to the Xuanwu Lord now.
His scales were not damaged at all, but the enormous force caused him extremely serious internal injuries.
There was dead silence above the Yishui River.
The evil cultivators of Huanling Sect couldn't believe that the Black Tortoise Lord had suffered a loss.
However, the battle has just begun.
The Taibai Sword drew a circular arc in the air, and then swept through the void again like lightning, killing towards the Xuanwu Lord.
The sword came suddenly, sharp and gorgeous.
The Xuanwu Lord finally became angry.
He roared.
In a moment, the scales on the body of the Black Tortoise Lord turned from brown to red gold, and the Black Tortoise phantom behind him raised its head high.
So, the Xuanwu Lord took action again.
The speed of light surged between his five fingers, and the void seemed to be shattered like glass, making a crackling sound.
The scales on his palms shone with red-gold light. Facing the Taibai Sword that was coming at him again, he grabbed the air and actually caught the tip of the Taibai Sword in his hand.
The Xuanwu Lord clenched his fingers tightly, and the scales on his palm rubbed against the Taibai Sword, making a teeth-grinding sound.
"I got you." He showed a ferocious smile, and divine light surged in his palm, jumping like a raging flame.
There is no doubt that the grab of the Black Tortoise Lord was amazing. He actually grabbed the sharpest sword among all the magic weapons with his bare hands.
However, the master of Haoran Peak, whose natal sword was confiscated, was not panicked at all. Instead, he smiled happily and said, "You've taken the bait."
A moment.
Countless gusts of wind appeared out of nowhere, rolling and spreading outward rapidly.
A three-inch sword light suddenly appeared.
But the sword light did not rise from the Taibai Sword caught by the Lord of Xuanwu, but suddenly bloomed in the empty void.
The Xuanwu Lord's expression suddenly changed.
He suddenly reacted.
This time, the strange power that came from nowhere was no longer attached to the Taibai Sword.
Because it had been like this before, he had already assumed that this power would only coexist with the Taibai Sword.
It was this kind of inertial thinking that finally made the Xuanwu Lord take the bait and suffer a great loss.
Like countless strong winds rolling through the void, tearing the sky apart, and heading straight for the Black Tortoise Lord.
In the distance, the master of Haoran Peak, who was seeing this spectacular scene, just curled the corners of his mouth with disdain.
He whispered in his heart.
Remember, the one who killed you was Xie Qingyun from the Sword Sect.
You can be said to have died without regrets and without loss.
The next moment, a faint bloodstain quickly spread between the eyebrows of the Xuanwu Lord.
Blood spurted out violently as if it was free.
The Xuanwu Lord covered his forehead with his hands, and blood gushed out from his fingers.
But the more fatal injury was in the sea of ​​consciousness below his eyebrows.
There was a sword that had pierced through his soul and tore it into countless pieces.
He stared at the master of Haoran Peak with eyes wide open, his body slowly leaning forward and falling into the Yishui River again.
He grabbed the Taibai Sword and was unable to let go.
Until the moment of his death, the Xuanwu Lord still hadn't figured out where the second terrifying power contained in the flying sword of the Haoran Peak Lord came from.
Howl!
The Taibai Sword, which had escaped from the control of the Xuanwu Lord, headed straight for the Lord of Haoran Peak.
"I am a cultivator of the Sword Sect," the master of Haoran Peak put away his sword and looked at the Xuanwu Lord who had lost his life. He showed his usual gentle smile on his face and said calmly, "I am invincible in the world."
…
There is a sword across the chest, and there is also a sword moving invisible.
A sword comes between the beast tide and the demon cultivator.
Kill the master with one sword.
Invisible sword.
The invincible sword.
Its name...
Soaring.
…
In front of Yishuitai, the surging crowds of people and monsters became quiet again.
The blood in the Yishui River has not yet faded, and now the blood of another master has been added.
Everyone, including all the monsters, looked at the Taibai Sword held in the hands of the Lord of Haoran Peak and felt terrified. They wanted to run away or cry.
A long sword never invites people to laugh, it only invites people to cry.
Suddenly, the master of Haoran Peak raised the Taibai Sword, pointed it at the monster tide, and laughed loudly.
He said, "Come!"
The evil cultivator from Huanling Sect did not come.
They chose to run.
The depressed demon cultivators of Huanling Sect finally chose to escape.
Countless monsters and a large number of Huanling Sect's evil cultivators fled in all directions, scattering like birds and beasts.
When Master Haoran Peak saw this scene, a .
Now is the time to press on and seize the opportunity.
However, he was indeed no longer able to hunt down these fleeing monsters and the evil cultivators of the Huanling Sect.
Because, whether it was the previous killing of Master Zhuzhao, or the later battle alone at Yishuitai, and then to the final "performance" of cooperating with the sword immortal, all of them consumed too much of his magic power and energy.
His face was extremely pale.
He no longer had any strength.
It was at this time.
Behind the master of Haoran Peak, a bright light suddenly flashed in the cross-domain teleportation formation that he had guarded with his sword for a day and a night.
In the bright light, a proud figure emerged.
He was an extremely handsome and young swordsman, wearing a black shirt and black hair.
Behind his back was a rosewood sword case.
"Lu Qingshan leads 400 sword cultivators from the Sword Sect to come to our aid!"
A cold voice sounded.
Then, lights and shadows began to flicker.
One human figure after another emerged in the aura of the magic circle.
In just a moment, nearly four hundred figures emerged from the teleportation array .
The four hundred figures all carried rosewood sword cases on their backs.
The Sword Sect is the Sword Sect of all disciples.
It will not let any disciple of the Sword Sect fight alone.
Unless there is only one person left in the Sword Sect.
So, Lu Qingshan brought the Sword Sect’s first batch of sword cultivators to the west.
Your Excellency.
Come on!