Five-colored divine light soared into the sky, followed by a long sword with spiritual light and precious energy that suddenly rushed up from the valley below. The silver-white long sword, with its blade filled with dazzling light, kept hovering in the sky.
"This is..." When the people present saw this scene, their expressions became extremely excited.
"Oh my god, this is the legendary spiritual sword!" Ling Xuzi's surprised voice suddenly sounded.
"Is this a spiritual sword? According to ancient secret records, the sword itself has almost produced a spiritual sword with a sword spirit?" Tianhezi's eyes were blazing. Wudang Clan itself was famous for its swordsmanship, so its desire for the sword was naturally even greater.
The silver spirit sword was slender and sharp. Through the dazzling light, everyone could vaguely see the word "Shu" engraved on the hilt.
Zu Long frowned immediately when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect this to be the long-lost Shushan Sword Sect's exclusive spiritual sword?"
"Shushan Sword Sect is a sect of cultivation in ancient times. I originally thought it was just a legend, but now it seems that Shushan Sword Sect really existed!"
Xuanzhen Sanren of Jiuji Sect was amazed, and suddenly he rose into the sky, threw himself towards the valley below, and shouted: "Such spiritual swords may also contain ancient secrets of cultivation, so I won't be polite!"
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No one could have imagined that this guy would take action immediately, and in the blink of an eye his body would be swept below.
When Ling Xuzi saw this, he shouted angrily in a deep voice: "It's not that easy to monopolize the Shushan Spiritual Sword!" He shouted coldly and stepped forward, rising up from the ground and swooping down.
"Hmph, I am known as the Sword Master of the Fuso Island Kingdom. How can I not take such a magical weapon?" Miyamoto Musashi snorted coldly and immediately rushed down.
Not only that, the European Blood Alliance also had a powerful man take action, and there was also a master from the ancient Indian West.
Zu Long and Hong Qitian thought for a while, and although they were somewhat moved, they still did not take action in the end.
As for Tang Feng, he only glanced at the spirit sword for a moment and then immediately looked away. It seemed that he was not very interested.
After all, Tang Feng now has three thousand divine fire cultivation techniques. Although this supreme divine technique is a body-building technique, once it is mastered, it will definitely surpass the Martial King Realm.
What's more, this kind of spiritual sword is not suitable for him. After all, what he is good at is long spears such as dragon spears.
Chu Xionghe originally wanted to take action, but after thinking about it, all the people dispatched below were veteran powerful men. As for him, he was only a half-step martial arts king, and his weight was far from enough, so he did not move.
However, in the blink of an eye, Xuanzhen Sanren had already rushed to the Shushan Spiritual Sword and reached out to grab it.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden clang behind him, and the long sword in Ling Xuzi's hand was thrust past him. His sword was really extraordinary, and there was faint Xuan Yuan flowing.
Naturally, Xuanzhen Sanren did not dare to grab the spirit sword again. Otherwise, he might be able to get the spirit sword, but his hand would probably be cut off by the opponent.
Almost without thinking, he suddenly turned around in the air and attacked directly.
"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!" Xuanzhen Sanren stretched out his sharp claws and actually countered Ling Xuzi's sword moves head-on.
On the other side, Miyamoto Musashi had arrived and was about to snatch him away, but suddenly a palm came from behind. The palm came too strangely and violently, and he was knocked away with just one palm.
Miyamoto Musashi kept retreating, and finally hit one of the black iron pillars heavily. He suddenly turned around and realized that the person who suddenly took action was actually the deputy leader of the European Blood Alliance.
"Charlie Booth, you bitch, we had already formed an alliance, but I didn't expect you to sneak up on me from behind!" Miyamoto Musashi's face turned blue, and he was furious.
Charlie Booth, the deputy leader of the Blood Alliance, couldn't help but sneer, grinning and jokingly said: "It's really a big joke. You are also a generation figure. Don't you know that in this world, there is no such thing as an alliance, only eternal interests!"
Miyamoto Musashi gritted his teeth. He originally understood this truth, but just now he was so passionate about this spiritual sword that he forgot about it for a moment.
"You bitch, now that you've been torn apart, there's nothing left to say!" Miyamoto Musashi shouted angrily, and rushed out again.
In the air, he raised his hand, and a sharp sword suddenly flew out from his sleeve. Then, Miyamoto Musashi waved his sword, and a sharp sword energy shot out like a rainbow across the sky.
When Tang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He remembered clearly that the last time he fought against the opponent, the old guy didn't use the sword he had hidden, but now he had to use it.
The four Martial King-level experts were constantly fighting each other, and their bodies were constantly jumping among the five giant black iron pillars. Although each of them had not yet sacrificed the black elixir, they had reached their level.
Every time there was a fight, a small amount of Xuanyuan was faintly circulating.
Especially the Jiuji Sect's Xuanzhen Sanren, whose figure was strange and erratic. He grabbed out every claw and hit the black iron pillar. Although it did not break the black iron pillar, it did break the iron rope on the pillar.
Miyamoto Musashi used the sword-cutting move, and the sword energy roared, forcing Charlie Booth to retreat continuously. As countless sword energy fell on the dark iron pillars, the iron ropes broke.
The pillar was originally engraved with strange incantations, but now it has been beaten beyond recognition.
When Tang Feng saw this, he couldn't help but frowned. The five dark iron pillars that were originally in good shape were now mostly destroyed.
He couldn't help but think to himself that if something was really suppressed here, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The battle continued and became more intense, with the four powerful men fighting in darkness. However, at this moment, a powerful martial king from the Western Heaven of ancient India suddenly emerged from the darkness.
In just an instant, I arrived in front of the Shushan Spirit Sword, and I was about to get it.
"This old guy is really cunning and sneaky. He wants to fish in troubled waters!" Hong Qitian shouted coldly when he saw this, and he immediately swooped down.
In the air, he shot out his palms one after another, using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan.
The surging palm force was like a stormy sea, swallowing up the ancient Indian Western Power. Suddenly, with a loud bang, his people were thrown away.
Hong Qitian rose and fell, and with a quick grab, the Shushan Spiritual Sword, which was aura and treasure, came into his hands.
"Haha, I didn't want to fight for it originally, but I never thought that in the end, this spiritual sword would fall into my hands!" Hong Qitian let out a loud roar, stepped on the big iron pillar, and immediately rose into the sky and returned.
The four powerful men who had fought just now had no choice but to stop when they saw this.
"Damn it, I didn't expect that you, an old beggar, was trying to fish in troubled waters!" Xuanzhen Sanren gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. Although he cursed angrily, he did not dare to rush over. He was probably afraid of the opponent's strength.
Miyamoto Musashi shouted coldly: "Old beggar, last time you ruined my good deeds, I didn't settle the account with you. Now you're here to muddy the waters again. I won't let you off the hook this time!"
He said that he was about to rush forward, but at this moment, there was a sudden flash of black light at the bottom of the valley below. This light was so intense that in a flash, something the size of a palm appeared.
"This is... my God, this is a Taoist scripture!" Someone suddenly exclaimed.
