A sword that shocks the world and has unparalleled elegance.
It is hard for everyone to imagine how amazing Chang Geng Sword Immortal was at his peak in the past.
"No wonder my ancestor didn't dare to say a harsh word when the Sword Immortal pointed his nose at him and scolded him."
Gulu——
A certain evildoer in Dizhou swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. Only at this moment did he truly understand the strength and prestige of Chang Geng Sword Immortal.
Looking at the world, it is difficult to compare.
"Although it is only the first round of testing, we can still see how terrifying the Sword Immortal is. Even though he is old, he should not be underestimated."
In the crowd, a group of Mahayana monks who were not qualified to participate in the battle secretly exclaimed, their hearts trembling, and their emotions fluctuated greatly.
"We are both Mahayana monks, why is there such a big gap?"
The combined attacks of hundreds of top powerful men were easily blocked by the Sword Immortal.
"In this world, who among sword cultivators would dare to call him an immortal except him?"
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone and was unbelievable.
To this day, no matter how powerful a swordsman is, he does not dare to call himself a swordsman.
I only dare to call myself the Sword Master, but I dare not be as famous as Chang Geng Sword Immortal.
Even though tens of thousands of years have passed, it is still the same.
There was once a swordsman who claimed to be extraordinary and wanted to create a new era.
However, when those people went to Ziyun Mountain and saw the supreme sword intention remaining in the world, they all surrendered and no longer had any intention of looking down on the heroes of the world. They were in awe.
"Hey, is this all you have?"
After one move, Li Muyang put his left hand on his back and held the broken sword in his right hand with an indifferent expression.
If you close your eyes, you will never think that the person who dares to face hundreds of heroes by himself will be a lame old man. Imagine that he must be an immortal with an immortal spirit and the palm of his hand.
"excuse me."
All the powerful men looked at each other, their hearts tightened, and they planned to use their trump cards to fight the Sword Immortal.
I originally thought that I could force the Sword Immortal back with one move, but it seems I was overthinking it.
"No need to worry, just take action."
Li Muyang has been sharpening his sword for thousands of years and has gained insights. Now, he really wants to take action with others to let this old bone move, so that he can fight the way of heaven again one day.
When I ascended the Divine Bridge, I was no longer in the Mahayana.
Secular monks don't know, they are short-sighted.
Above the Mahayana is the Divine Bridge. Once you step on the Divine Bridge, you are no longer an ordinary being.
Generally speaking, Li Muyang is already a quasi-emperor.
He fought against the will of heaven and earth, wanting to become stronger and go deeper into the Divine Bridge. Unfortunately, he lost and fell to the Divine Bridge, no longer at its peak.
Now, with his Taoist heart settled for thousands of years, he once again stepped on the divine bridge and made a comeback.
"Come and fight!"
Li Muyang drank softly, and the sound was like the vibrating of an ancient bell, and the clanging sound echoed through the entire wasteland.
The word "war" shook up the starry sky thousands of miles ahead. The old guy was so shocked that he took half a step back, with a few strands of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
"In the past, I wouldn't have dared to fight against the Chang Geng Sword Immortal even in my dreams. No matter what the outcome is today, my life has been lived in vain."
The old guy at the front tightened his hands and tried not to be too afraid. A long-lost fighting spirit gradually appeared in his eyes.
"Four-legged Square Heavenly Cauldron!"
A bald old man formed a seal with his hands, and a groove appeared between his eyebrows. Immediately afterwards, a four-legged black cauldron emerged, gradually growing in size, reaching a height of several hundred feet.
Then, the bald old man stepped on the black cauldron, gathered all his power, and killed Li Muyang.
"I never thought that I would be able to fight against a swordsman in this life."
A powerful man who was proficient in swordsmanship held a three-foot sword in his hand and swung the sword with fiery eyes.
He once saw with his own eyes Li Muyang's peerless grace in his battle with Tianyi. Later, he attained enlightenment in Ziyun Mountain for hundreds of years. With the help of Li Muyang's supreme sword spirit left in the world, he reached the realm of swordsmanship and divine connection, and his strength greatly increased.
Today, I had a battle with the swordsman I admired most in my heart, and my inner emotions were very complicated.
"I have the Nine-pole Diagram of Heaven-Suppressing Heaven. I wonder if the Sword Immortal can break it."
The Taishang Patriarch of the Jiuji Sect directly took out the sect-suppressing treasure, a square Dao map, and threw it into the void from the palm of his hand.
In the blink of an eye, the Jiuji Diagram became extremely huge, stretching thousands of miles, and exuded a pressure that made the souls of the world tremble.
Whoosh——
The Nine Extremes Diagram covered Li Muyang's head, and the formation of the Extreme Dao suddenly appeared, trapping him.
Another black cauldron hit from the side, as if it had the terrifying power of shattering stars.
There were thousands of sword lights coming, wandering in the vast starry sky, like silver dragons galloping, forming an unparalleled sword formation, approaching directly.
"The enemy has all kinds of tricks, but they can be defeated with one sword."
Li Muyang tightened the broken sword in his hand, and first picked it up, causing the Jiuji Dao Diagram above his head to shake violently, and the Dao lines were disordered.
"Shua"
Then he stabbed his sword towards his side, knocking the four-legged black cauldron away, and even the powerful man standing on the black cauldron was injured.
"Donglong"
With several consecutive swings of his sword, he cut off the raging fire, shattered tens of thousands of thunder techniques that fell from the sky, and made dozens of top holy weapons tremble.
For a time, the entire starry sky was covered by terrifying laws, and the dazzling divine tunnel technique spanned millions of miles. Visible to the naked eye, inch by inch of void burst one after another, forming countless twisted black holes.
"seal up!"
The ancestor of the Jiuji Sect controlled the Dao map and tried his best to find a time that he thought was more suitable and strike again.
The Jiuji Diagram of Zhentian pressed against Li Muyang, trying to suppress him.
Li Muyang raised his head and glanced at Dao Tu, without changing his expression, he said slowly: "It's just a rag, and it's ridiculous that you want to trap me."
Immediately, Li Muyang swung his sword to resist attacks from all directions, raised his left hand above his head, and pointed his finger upwards unhurriedly.
The way of the sword has already reached the divine level, and a supreme sword light can be seen at the fingertips.
"call out!"
The finger glowed like a sky-shattering beam of light, which rushed directly to the Jiuji Dao Diagram, making it unable to fall.
The next moment, the supreme sword intent swept through every corner of the Dao map, causing dozens or hundreds of tiny gaps to appear in the Dao map.
"receive!"
The ancestor of Jiuji Sect immediately became anxious and quickly took back the treasure.
I lowered my head and glanced at the Jiuji Diagram in my hand. It was obviously damaged and I felt extremely heartbroken.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
No matter how many magic weapons and techniques he uses, they can't suppress Li Muyang's sword power.
However, with Li Muyang's current physical condition, there is still little hope of defeating hundreds of top experts on his own.
After all, he has not truly recovered his peak combat power, and for the time being he can only maintain a balance with the powerful ones.
More than a hundred rounds have passed, and all the powerful experts are feeling frightened. They did not expect that Li Muyang could last for so long.
If the fight continues, it will really turn into an unsolvable deadlock. By then, there will be casualties on both sides, and the consequences will be disastrous.
"Sword Immortal, are you really unwilling to give in?"
Someone asked loudly.
Li Muyang looks calm and relaxed on the surface, but in fact he is still a bit stressed.
The people in front of him were all monks at the peak of Mahayana. Li Muyang dragged his body with withered energy and blood, holding a broken sword. The ability to have such fighting power was beyond the understanding of countless people. They were terrified and shocked to the extreme.