Chapter 401: The Sword is Not the Enemy of Thousands of People, Its Fame Moves the World!
Above the royal city, the wild beast with great strength has become a giant beast of Cangqing. With a wave of its tentacles, large areas of buildings were instantly destroyed, and thousands of years of rubble flew quickly, each of which contained terrifying power.
Gu Yusheng was attacked by the wild beast head-on, and with a thought, the dragon-slaying sword came out of the box, a huge sword light penetrated across the sky, and the dazzling sword light cut off the wild beast's tentacles.
He was shrunk back by the remaining power.
Behind him, dozens of figures flew over, all of whom were speculators who wanted to kill Gu Yusheng and make the immortal king in the upper world happy!
"Go to die!"
When Gu Yusheng retreated, a hint of madness appeared on his face, and he slapped his hand at his waist. In an instant, hundreds of flying swords flew out of the spirit gourd at the same time, each flying sword was extremely dazzling.
In the dark sky, the spiritual sword is as bright as a screen hanging in the sky, and the waterfalls of hundreds of rivers flow against the current!
Strong and firm!
As the sword shadows floated, more than a dozen practitioners were all tied into hedgehogs by the sword hidden in the spiritual gourd.
Before everyone could react from surprise, Gu Yusheng's figure suddenly stopped. When he looked back, he saw that the Hanshan Immortal Lord in the sky was bright and he was about to take away the body of the young master!
Gu Yusheng's pupils shrank rapidly, and the swords on earth roared and roared, flashing away!
In an instant, it appeared a hundred feet away!
"Flying Sword Technique?"
Hanshan Xianjun, who was in a state of spiritual body, had his eyelids twitched. He moved forward with his hand and drew a circle with his fingertips. A spiritual talisman emerged in the circle, touching the tip of the sword of the human sword!
The talisman bright turns into a picture of the Eight Trigrams, and it will be destroyed after a little resistance!
"What!"
The soul of Hanshan Immortal Lord retreated with an incredible look on his face.
"Is this the power of the Dao Sword? No, no, there is also the power of the King's Sword of Mortal Sword!"
Hanshan Immortal Lord narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Yusheng sideways. This kid not only got the King's Sword, but also refined the King's Sword and his natal sword into one.
Even if he regained this sword, it would take decades to erase the original mark!
The Hanshan Immortal Lord secretly hated him, and when he looked at Yu Sheng, his face was shocked again.
In his eyes, dozens of practitioners who were besieging him were all injured by the spiritual swords activated by sword control.
The flying swords in the gourd around the waist were still flying out continuously, and from the beginning dozens of hands, they had already jumped to hundreds.
"What a powerful divine idea!"
Hanshan Immortal Lord glanced at Wei Zhong.
Wei Zhong's body darkened slightly, and his breath disappeared.
With his cultivation level of infinitely close to the late stage in the middle stage of the eighth realm, he actually tried to wait for an opportunity to attack Gu Yusheng.
"Gu Yusheng, today is your death!"
Lu Tianqiong shouted loudly. He had the eighth level of cultivation at the time, but unfortunately he was cut off by the old blind man with a sword. Now he can only stay in the seventh level in a frustration.
He attributed all this to Gu Yusheng.
Now that Gu Yusheng is always invincible, his confidence naturally increases. He wants to gain this greedy achievement in front of so many people!
Moreover, he discovered the Universe Sword among the numerous swords.
That was the sword of the previous generation of sword immortals in Bai Yujing, which is now in Gu Yusheng's hands.
Cen Jiulian is dead!
He couldn't explain when he went back.
Lu Tianqiong made a gesture with his left hand, and the long sword in his hand turned into a green sword lotus. The sword lotus was three layers inside and outside, which looked extremely extraordinary.
The practitioners who were waiting for opportunities to attack were avoided.
Lu Tianqiong is getting closer and closer to Gu Yusheng. When he saw Gu Yusheng's face was pale, it was obviously a sign of excessive consumption of hundreds of flying swords. He smiled fiercely and said, "My Nine Lotus Sword Technique in the Holy Land of Baiyujing is also the one
Can a little beast like you steal it?"
When Gu Yusheng heard the other party's attack, his indifferent gaze once again became deeper.
He stretched his right hand forward and tugged his five fingers into his palm.
Hundreds of swords flying in the sky were summoned by Gu Yusheng, and they rotated with the tip of the sword and flew towards the place where Lu Tianqiong was. During the flight, hundreds of flying swords condensed into a huge Qinglian sword formation!
"Elder Lu is careful, behind you!"
Qingfeng, the elder guarding the building of Bai Yujing, frowned and hurriedly reminded him. At the same time, his figure shook, and a sword appeared from his waist, trying to save Lu Tianqiong.
Lu Tianqiong, who was about to cut off the sword and was about to take care of the rest of his life, suddenly felt a chill behind him. He heard the reminder of the elders in the sect. He subconsciously turned around and looked at him, and saw that within a few feet behind him, all the sword energy was condensed from the sky.
A sword lotus.
Lu Tianqiong's face changed drastically, and immediately felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and fought with the sword lotus in his hand!
Two completely different sword lotus collided with each other, and the sword in Lu Tianqiong broke from the middle with a clatter. The green lotus blooming with sword energy withered like a shattered decay and flew all over the sky.
His pupils dilated sharply, and the sword lotus ruthlessly passed through his body.
Hundreds of flying swords enter the gourd.
Gu Yusheng's figure intersected with him, the Dragon-Slaying Sword whirled in his palm, and cut off his head with one sword and twisted it on his hand. A thunder waterfall appeared in the palm of his palm, accompanied by a scream.
Lu Tianqiong's head and soul flew out.
The blood stains were on Gu Yusheng's face, and the bone-threatening intention of his eyes oozing out of his eyes swept away from all directions.
The practitioners who were determined to take Gu Yusheng's life were so scared that they retreated one after another.
This son.
Crazy!
"presumptuous!"
Before the Qingfeng people arrived, a sword light had arrived, and Gu Yusheng's figure dissipated in that sword light!
Qingfeng held the sword and stood proudly.
He looked at Lu Tianqiong's headless body smashing towards the floor and turning into a pool of blood mist, his face not looking good.
"Very good, your Bai Yujing's sword has not deteriorated inertia!"
The praise of Hanshan Immortal Lord was filled with contempt. His soul flashed and he reached out to seize Gu Yusheng's sword.
But his hand has not yet grasped the sword of the world.
The sword intent emitted from the sword edge penetrated the soul hand.
The severe pain of the soul made the immortal Hanshan couldn't help but groan.
"This son is not dead!"
The Immortal Lord Hanshan shouted loudly, and he pulled his hand back and found that the palm that was penetrated by the sword could not be closed!
call!
At this time.
A strong wind blew over the sky.
Where the Qingfeng sword light disappeared, Gu Yusheng stood out of thin air and saw that he was wrapped in a foot of sword wall without any harm.
Not only that, he flew up in the air, and his body hovered, and a foot of sword wall turned into thousands of sword energy and swung in all directions.
ah!
Screams came one after another.
Dozens of other practitioners died under the sword.
far away.
The demon cultivators watching the battle couldn't help but make a sound of sucking in a cold air.
"Yuezhen, did you see it? This is why our ancestors had to practice and transform into human forms. In ancient times, the strong people of the human race were the nightmare of the demon race. Over the past thousand years, it was not our demon race that became stronger, but the human race.
Weakened, lacking real strong people.”
"Is this guy really just the seventh realm?"
The demon cultivator Yuezhen was filled with a rolling demonic aura, as if it was challenging.
"He is in the seventh realm, but not the seventh realm!"
The Demon King Running Wolf's eyes were glowing.
"His sword has crossed the seventh realm. He is probably the youngest sword immortal in a thousand years!"
"Sword Immortal!"
The demon cultivators were shocked again.
"This is the only explanation. Otherwise, he would have no reason to fight with the eight-level practitioners. Suppression in the realm alone would be enough to prevent him from drawing his sword."