The sword energy surged, and the shock waves spread to the left and right sides, reaching hundreds of feet away in an instant.
The Ninth Sword Platform is only a hundred steps away from the peak of Beichen. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the sea of clouds is visible. Suddenly, the sky above the clouds seems to be swept by a hurricane, and it is violently churning like a boil!
On the other side of the mountain road, the mountain forest was densely covered with pines and cypresses. Suddenly, the air moved like a "tide" and hit it. The vegetation was shaken and leaves rustled down. Hundreds of thousands of Sword Sect disciples who were standing among them to watch the battle suddenly staggered around and screamed.
Screams kept coming!
The color on the faces of the two Beihu elders had completely faded. The old man in green shirt even twisted his most cherished beard with his wrong hand, and his eyes were filled with horror.[
The old man in gray shirt who was sitting on the sword platform suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a captivating light.
Zhao Chen, who was trying his best to activate the Spring Thunder Sword Intent, was shaken all over, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. His whole body seemed to be falling into an ice cave, and the cold chill froze his whole body from head to toe.
He didn't know how long it had been since a similar feeling had appeared. It might have been as far back as fifty years ago, but when he was refining his Qi and cultivating his strength, he encountered a middle-level monster on a narrow road.
Between life and death, there is great terror!
The Huagang elder of the North Lake Sword Sect smelled the breath of death again, and his whole soul trembled!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Perhaps only a tenth of a breath of time passed by. With a faint golden glow, the solid sword energy penetrated the space between the two sides and hit Zhao Chen's chest!
The next moment, rolling thunder came one after another, passing through the mountains and rising into the sky. It carried an indestructible momentum and shocked everyone's eardrums!
Zhao Chen felt as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer weighing tens of millions of kilograms. His chest was suddenly dented, and the body-protecting weapon exploded. His whole body flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off, and sprayed out in the air.
A mouthful of bright red blood!
"Thunder Sound Sword Qi!"
The old man in yellow shirt's eyes were dull, and he groaned forcefully from his throat.
The sword light dissipated, but the continuous sound of thunder continued for a long time. The sound shook Langya and covered Beichen, clearly reaching the ears of thousands of disciples of Beihu Sword Sect and tens of thousands of residents of Langya City!
In front of the gambling table at the foot of the mountain, everyone looked at each other, only a big red lantern with a banner with the word "nine" hanging high was still hanging high and swaying gently in the wind.
In various villas in Beichen Peak, many people from the sword sect didn't know what was going on. They looked in the direction of the sound with surprised expressions. Immediately, many people flew out of the villas.
Plunder out.
In the inheritance hall of Beichen Palace, an octogenarian man with white hair hanging down his shoulders was sitting on a futon with his eyes closed and meditating. When he heard the thunder of sword energy, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes lit up as if countless stars had been annihilated and reborn!
Inside and outside the sword platform, there was a solemn sound. The disciples of the sword sect who were shocked by the energy shock wave were all frightened by the sound of thunder. They were all in despair.
"I can't believe that at such a young age, you have mastered the essence of swordsmanship and comprehended the Thunder Sound Sword Qi!"
The only one who could still remain calm was the Supreme Elder of Beihu who was sitting on the sword platform. He rescued Zhao Chen and looked at Qin Yun with extremely complicated eyes: "Understand the meaning of the sword and master the sound of thunder, you can be called a sword master.
, Kyushu will definitely be your world in the future!"
There are countless sword cultivators in the vast Jiuzhou. There are many major sects and side sects practicing sword skills. Sword cultivators can be divided into sword apprentices, swordsmen, sword masters, sword masters, and sword gods at the sixth and third levels according to their strength levels. Those who can understand
Those who master the sword spirit can be called Sword Saints, and those who master the Thunder Sound Sword Spirit can also be named Sword Saints.
It's just that the latter is rarer than the former. Lei Yin Sword Qi is the ultimate in sword speed. Without extreme talent, excellent sword skills, long-term and arduous training, and no great opportunity and great luck, don't even think about mastering the true sword.
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Looking at the entire Kyushu, the sword cultivators who master the Thunder Sound Sword Qi are definitely rare. Now that they are being used by a young man in his twenties, how can he not shock the Supreme Elder?
How moved?
Beihu Sword Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years and ranks first among the five major sects of Yanyun. There are thousands of sword cultivators under the sect, but only one Shangguan Patriarch can display the Thunder Sound Sword Qi!
It is no exaggeration to say that Qin Yun now has the power to threaten the Supreme Elder.
After successfully defeating the enemy with one sword attack, Qin Yun's face turned pale, which was a sign of excessive exertion. However, he immediately put away his sword and bowed to the opponent and saluted: "Senior, this is a great reward, but I, this junior, don't deserve it!"
The Supreme Elder shook his head. He looked at Zhao Chen, who was sitting on the ground like gold paper, with his eyes closed to heal his wounds. He said in a deep voice: "You have achieved complete victory in the nine passes of the Tianlu. According to the prior agreement, you and Zhao
We understand the grievances of the Chen lineage, and if we get entangled again, we will have our own rules to deal with it!"
After a pause, he continued: "Also, I will ask the master to allow you and your fellow disciples to enter Langya Cave to practice for ten days, and you can take any gains as your own!"
Langya Cave Heaven is the only cave heaven paradise in the North Lake Sword Sect's gate. It is not that inner sect disciples cannot enter, and all gains gained inside must be turned over to the Sword Sect in exchange for contributions. Outsiders are not allowed to get involved at all.
Qin Yun and Zhao Chen's original bet was to enter Langya Cave to practice for seven days. Now the Supreme Elder has increased it to ten days and allowed the two of them to enter together and take away the loot. This is suspected to be a sign of reconciliation.
Although Qin Yun has never been to Langya Cave, he also understands the preciousness of the other party's promise. He accepted it generously and saluted again: "I dare not say goodbye to this gift. Thank you for your love, senior!"
His calmness made the Supreme Elder secretly admire him and said, "Go ahead. When you go to the Beichen Palace above, someone will take you to meet your ancestor."
Qin Yun straightened up and walked away from the sword platform without even looking at Zhao Chen who was sitting on the ground.
Zhao Chen's face was ashen, and the hand holding the long sword was still trembling. It was obvious that he was still frightened by the sword just now.
The Supreme Elder sighed, reached out and patted his shoulder and said: "Martial nephew, it may not be a bad thing for you to lose to this sword sect successor. Don't take the disciple's grievances to heart anymore. Maybe you will still be alive in the future.
An opportunity to break through the supernatural power.”
Zhao Chen was defeated miserably. He chose the wrong opponent at the wrong time and in the wrong place. His defeat with one sword hurt not only his body, but also his soul and will.
If he can get rid of the shadow of the tragic defeat and completely let go of their grievances, he will definitely be able to recover, and maybe he will be able to make another breakthrough as a blessing in disguise.
But if you can't let it go and put it away, you will definitely become a demon in your heart and you will have no hope of progress throughout your life!
Zhao Chen lowered his head and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple, I would like to be taught!"
The Supreme Elder nodded and said nothing more. He was the most distressed because of his mental difficulties. Outsiders could not help him.
At this time, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were watching the duel woke up one after another and looked at each other in shock. They never thought that they and others had witnessed the power of Leiyin Sword Qi with their own eyes. Their souls were captured and they felt like they were reincarnated as human beings.
There was a lot of discussion.
It's just that this Thunder Sound Sword Qi came from the hands of an outsider, but it was defeated by an elder of the sect. It inevitably made many people feel depressed and gloomy, and all the eyes looking at Qin Yun turned into awe and fear.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, Qin Yun walked up the last dozens of steps calmly and arrived in front of Beichen Palace at the top of Beichen Peak.
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Fang Ruobing stood pretty on the steps in front of the palace gate. Although the two Sword Sect disciples guarding the palace gate didn't look sideways, the corner of their eyes clearly fell on her.
It's just that Fang Ruobing's jade face is frosty and her temperament is cold, and her eyes are indifferent and she completely ignores the attention of others.
But when Qin Yun appeared at the end of the Heavenly Road, the frost on her face instantly thawed, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful smile, and she spread her body skills to pass by.
"Qin Yun"
Although she knew Qin Yun would not be in any danger, the concern in the girl's eyes could not be concealed.
Qin Yun felt warm in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold the other person's little hand, and smiled, saying nothing.
The two sword sect disciples guarding the palace gate lamented in their hearts that they had not witnessed the power of Qin Yun's Leiyin Sword Qi. Although they knew that anyone who could get through the nine passes of the Heavenly Road and reach here must be far more powerful than themselves, but
The look he looked at Qin Yun was still a little unkind.
Qin Yun glanced at the other party lightly, took Fang Ruobing to stand in front of the palace gate, and shouted in a deep voice: "Qin Yun and Fang Ruobing, junior disciples of the Tiancheng Sword Sect, please see the ancestor of the North Lake Sword Sect!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the heavy palace doors suddenly opened from left to right.
A middle-aged sword cultivator stepped out, bowed his hands and said, "Ancestor, please come with me!"
Qin Yun led Fang Ruobing up the steps and entered the door. On both sides of the road from the palace gate to the main hall in front, there were two rows of hundreds of sword cultivators in white standing. Hundreds of pairs of eyes glanced at the two of them at the same time.
The next moment, they all pulled out their long swords, raised them high and crossed each other in the air. At the same time, they loudly said: "Beihu Sword Sect, welcome the Tiancheng Swordsman!"
In an instant, the sword rose and shone like a forest of light, and a wave of sword energy came towards Qin Yun and the two of them!
This sword energy does not have killing intent, but it has the fierce power of a sword. If it were an ordinary person, it would probably collapse to the ground on the spot, and it would also make ordinary warriors lose their souls.
However, no matter how powerful this aura was, it could not have the slightest impact on Qin Yun. In fact, even Fang Ruobing was calm and composed, but his face returned to its original cold and indifferent tone.
A hundred swords welcome guests!
Qin Yun knew that this was a sword ceremony for the North Lake Sword Sect to welcome distinguished guests. The greater the number, the more grand it would be. One hundred swords was already of extremely high standard, and probably only the head of the Tiancheng Sword Sect or a powerful person with magical powers could surpass it.
Knowing this in his heart, he was naturally frightened. He and Fang Ruobing walked forward side by side, walking calmly and leisurely through the hundred swords and entering the main hall! (To be continued...)
