The big man who picked his feet roared, and nearly a thousand people in the air behind him yelled several times at the same time. Not to mention, he was quite impressive.
These roaring sounds made the Bagua Tower tremble a few times, and then echoed in the valley.
Every disciple of Yangxian Hall has a bad look on his face.
Could it be that the Yangxian Palace is really going to suffer today?
"The thousand-year foundation of my Immortal Cultivation Palace is in my hands today."
Liu Haisheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the sword energy in his body continued to emerge, "You want me to raise the immortal palace? Yes, you can ask me for the sword in my hand first!"
As he spoke, he took out his golden sword and floated it in front of him.
"Swear to defend the Immortal Yang Palace to the death!"
The disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Hall behind him were encouraged by their master, and the fear on their faces disappeared. They all pulled out their swords and shouted in unison.
Liu Yi's blood boiled when he saw it, and he thought that although Yangxian Palace was lonely, the disciples were still working together.
No wonder Chen Keqing has such a sense of responsibility. It seems that the way Yangxian Temple trains people is pretty good!
"Master, what should I do..."
Li Moli felt a little nervous when facing so many immortal cultivators.
Especially these immortal cultivators are looking at each and every one of them with eager eyes, as if they want to eat the entire people in the Immortal Cultivation Hall!
She had just joined the world of cultivating immortals, and when faced with such a big battle, she felt somewhat unsure and subconsciously hid behind Liu Yi.
Liu Yi also saw Li Moli's fear. He reached out his hand and patted Li Moli's head gently.
"Don't worry, Master is here and won't let you get hurt."
Although Li Moli always yelled at Liu Yi to kill him, she has become her apprentice after all.
As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Now that I have accepted Li Moli, I have to be responsible for Li Moli.
"Um……"
Li Moli nodded obediently, she had an inexplicable trust in Liu Yi. Who knew that Liu Yi was her master!
"Today the Yangxian Palace will cease to exist!"
The big man holding his feet raised his hands and shouted excitedly, "This will be the world of my Shenlong Sect! If we win the Yangxian Hall, we will also be eligible to participate in the Tianxia Taoist Association, hahahaha!"
"dream!"
Chen Keqing also tightened her sword and said angrily, "I'll fight you!"
"Leave this to me!"
Liu Haisheng said, clasping his hands together, and sword energy poured into the golden sword in front of him.
Buzz!
As the sword trembled violently, a huge figure slowly stood up from behind Liu Haisheng.
Thinking of the huge body that was more than thirty meters tall that day, Liu Yi couldn't help but be shocked.
Liu Haisheng's strength must not be weak, he must be at least fifteen or six stars strong!
Maybe, his strength has reached the peak of the earth level, maybe it is approaching the heaven level!
But why did the head master go crazy? Is he too eager for success?
I remember Master Ma Hua said that the most fearful thing in cultivating immortals is to rush for success! Any immortal method is cultivated bit by bit. Therefore, there is a saying that it is easy to become a demon once, but it is difficult to cultivate an immortal for a thousand years!
The reason why Liu Yi was so abnormal when he transformed into Long Er is because that state is basically no different from being "possessed"!
Once you become possessed, you will lose your true nature!
Therefore, when practicing immortality, you must not only continuously enhance your immortality, but also constantly hone your state of mind!
Because Liu Yi has Haoran's righteousness in him, he can cultivate immortality much faster than others! In terms of his state of mind, he also has Haoran's righteousness to support him. But it is always inappropriate to practice too quickly. If the foundation is not stable, the superstructure will fail.
Not solid.
Liu Haisheng was obviously anxious too.
But I don’t know if there is a mole in the sect, and the news of his obsession was leaked out, attracting these mobs!
The huge thirty-meter figure rising behind Liu Haisheng made a group of young people turn pale in fright.
As expected of the head of Yangxian Palace, even if he is injured, he is still very intimidating.
Looking at that huge figure, the group of people brought by the foot-picking man couldn't help but want to retreat.
"Da, don't be afraid, everyone!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the big man who picked his feet quickly yelled, "He is at the end of his strength! These are just his bluffs!"
Hearing the shouts of the big man picking at his feet and remembering Liu Haisheng's injury, everyone felt a little calmer.
Liu Haisheng is indeed showing off his strength!
He barely managed to hold up his giant shadow, but he didn't have the strength to activate it. It felt like all the muscles in his body were about to snap!
"Haha, did you see that he doesn't have the energy to make a move at all?"
The foot-picking man noticed that Liu Haisheng had cold sweat on his face and was only supporting his giant shadow without launching any attacks. He confirmed his judgment and immediately shouted proudly, "Let's go together and destroy the Yangxian Palace! From now on,
The reputation of the Dragon Sect will surely spread throughout the world!"
"Shameless!"
Chen Keqing couldn't help but cursed loudly.
"Fight them!"
Zhang Wentao was also on edge. Although he was also injured, he still had to save the Immortal Cultivation Hall even if he risked his life.
"The future of Yangxian Palace depends on you."
At this moment, Liu Haisheng seemed to have decided something, his face regained its brightness and became extremely rosy again.
"Senior brother, what are you doing? Is it the Guiyuan Sword?"
When Zhang Wentao saw the appearance of his senior brother, he was so frightened that his expression suddenly changed and he shouted quickly.
"Don't be impulsive!"
"Even if I die, I can't let these young people defile the Yangxian Palace."
Liu Haisheng's sword energy surged out from his body again, and his whole person was full of immortal energy. "After I die, Zhang Wentao, you will be the head of the Immortal Yang Palace! Take good care of the disciples of the Immortal Yang Palace, senior brother, take the first step!"
Speaking of this, Liu Haisheng's eyes showed a hint of determination, and he was about to activate the Guiyuan Sword!
This Guiyuan Sword is the most terrifying move among the swordsmanship of Yangxian Palace. It is powerful enough to move mountains and fill seas!
But the prerequisite for launching this move is the life of the Sword Immortal himself! Therefore, this is a move that will kill both of them!
I won’t use it unless absolutely necessary!
Zhang Wentao's eyes were red, and a group of disciples from the Immortal Cultivation Hall behind him were also in tears.
"Head..."
"Senior brother..."
"Master! It's all my disciples who fail to live up to expectations..."
Chen Keqing also bit her lip. Now, she, the senior sister, has a big responsibility!
Among the thirteen generations of disciples, there are too few who can use it... not to mention that she didn't get the forbidden moves left by her predecessors!
Otherwise, how could Master risk his life?
Seeing that Master is able to ascend and transcend tribulations, it’s all his own fault...
Seeing Chen Keqing's self-reproaching look, Liu Haisheng smiled, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Chen Keqing's shoulder.
"But Qing, it is not your responsibility. The responsibility of Yangxian Palace should not fall on you. Heaven's way is cyclical, and the extremes of things must reverse. We, Yangxian Palace, have been dominant for thousands of years, and it is time to decline. All of this is
Number of days.”
"Master..."
"Alright, Ke Qing, let's watch our master's final glory!"
As he said that, waves of sword energy flowed away, and Liu Haisheng kept urging the Guiyuan Sword to activate this heaven-defying magic.
Chen Keqing also cried. This was the first time she cried. Tears flowed down her cheeks and into her mouth. Why was it such a bitter feeling...
She was looking at her master and her final glory.
She was looking at the young men outside the sword formation. She wanted to remember everyone's face. If there were still people who survived after the master's Guiyuan Sword, then she would go up one by one and kill them with her own hands.
them!
We cannot let Master die in vain!
"Don't let the old guy pull off that trick!"
The big man who picked his feet also saw something was wrong and shouted loudly, "Kill him, kill him quickly!"
The other immortal cultivators also felt the horror of this move, and activated their spells one after another, and the colorful spells continued to fall on the huge sword edge.
"Boom boom boom!"
As the blood stains on the corner of Zhang Wentao's mouth increased, cracks continued to appear on the giant sword.
"boom!"
Finally, Zhang Wentao fell to his knees on the ground, and his giant sword was blown to pieces.
"Hahaha! Kill, kill them!"
Liu Haisheng's Guiyuan Sword has not been prepared yet, and the protective spell has been shattered. They were exposed in front of hundreds of immortal cultivators like women whose clothes were torn to pieces.
"Is it over now..."
All the people in Yangxian Palace felt a hint of gloom in their hearts.
Those spells in the sky crashed down again.
At this moment, a long sword that looked ordinary suddenly fell from the sky.
The long sword was entwined with a green aura, and it was constantly spinning, like a green storm falling, piercing into the faces of everyone in the Yangxian Hall with a bang, and then crushing the spells falling in the sky.
"What's this?"
"Is there an expert?"
Everyone was slightly surprised by the sudden appearance of such a strange sword, and their eyes fell on the sword.
There is a small gossip on the sword body, an ordinary iron hilt, and a yellow tassel hanging on it.
Damn it, I thought it was some great sword!
This thing looks like it’s just a street stall product worth over 100 yuan! It’s not even the lowest-level sword!
Is it this thing that broke everyone's attacks?
"Whose sword is this..."
Liu Haisheng was also slightly startled, staring at the Tai Chi sword in a daze.
"Uncle Master, why do you need to take action against these young people?"
Liu Yi walked out, stretched out his hand, and patted Liu Haisheng's shoulder gently twice.
With just these two blows, Liu Haisheng felt an unstoppable force pouring into his body, directly interrupting his luck and causing his Guiyuan Sword Belly to be stillborn!
God... what a huge power this is!
Is it really owned by Liu Yi? But I just saw his star map a month ago, and there are only eight stars!
How could eight stars burst out with such power that they could suppress themselves!
This, how is this possible...
Chen Keqing was also dumbfounded as she watched Liu Yi slowly walk out of the crowd in Yangxian Hall and stand next to his Tai Chi sword.
"Who are you, kid?"
Although the big man picking his feet was shocked, he couldn't help but ask first.
"Liu Yi, the thirteenth generation disciple of Yangxian Hall, is here to meet you all on behalf of Yangxian Hall."