Su Qiye was sure and confident that he could do it.
He also wanted to see where the limit of his sword master-level sword power was, and whether he could defeat ten thousand swords with one man.
If he can do this, not only will he be able to amaze everyone, but Su Qiye will also be able to control ten thousand swords and turn them into his own great killing weapon.
Who will be able to defeat him in the Martial Saint realm?
Outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Wang Jiulong looked at Su Qiye's back with his hands behind his back, including those arrogant words, which made him a little surprised.
"This guy is interesting, he's really arrogant." Wang Jiulong muttered in a low voice.
"More than just arrogance? Have you ever seen someone of this age be able to refine the Nine-turn Resurrection Pill? Have you ever seen someone of this age dare to face tens of thousands of swords in the Hidden Sword Pavilion like this? Isn't this the same as you, arrogance is boundless,
The result is destined to be miserable." On the side, Wang Jiulong's master rolled his eyes at him.
When Wang Jiulong was told this by his master, he could only lower his head and remain silent.
He knew that his master had great opinions on him.
Because of his fight with the demon world, he was seriously injured and his original power was damaged.
"But if I don't take action, this Bailing Battlefield will be gone, and all these hundreds of thousands of monks will be destroyed!" Wang Jiulong said with a sigh, without any regret in his eyes.
If he was given another chance, he would still choose this way.
"You can completely delay and ask the other Eight Guards for help. There is nothing shameful. They are all from the Nine Dragon Guards!" Wang Lin glanced at his apprentice and sighed helplessly.
"Master, it's not like you don't know that you had conflicts with them back then, and your relationship with them has already been at loggerheads. I don't want to ask them for help. I will definitely pull you and Jiuwei Yitong down when the time comes." Wang Jiulong
He said calmly, with a hint of sadness in his eyebrows.
Afterwards, the two of them were silent and looked at Su Qiye's back silently, as calm as water.
At this time, Su Qiye stepped into the sword-hiding pavilion. The entire first floor was very large, with dozens of sword-hiding racks, and hundreds of swords hidden on each rack.
Wishes of sword energy criss-crossed the first floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, cutting the void into pieces, and the sword energy was visible to the naked eye.
If an ordinary person were standing here, they would probably be so frightened that their legs would be weak and they would kneel down.
But Su Qiye didn't have any fear when he looked at the restless flying Wanjian. The Chixiao Sword jumped out of his right hand, and the sword energy in the sword sea in his body was like the water of the vast ocean, with turbulent waves.
The killing sword veins on his right arm and the cyan sword veins on his right leg were all activated, and his aura suddenly surged.
There was sword energy condensing in Su Qiye's eyes, as if these eyes could spray out billions of sword energy and cut the entire sky into pieces.
There was a faint sheen surrounding his whole body, like a condensed sword energy, which gave people a very terrifying feeling in every move he made, and countless billions of sword lights seemed to be blooming in the pores of his skin.
Boom~
On the first floor of the Hidden Sword Tower, a loud noise erupted, as if the void was being blown to pieces.
Tens of thousands of long swords were seen flying directly towards him, each one filled with sharp sword energy.
Su Qiye raised the Chixiao Sword and pointed it forward. In an instant, countless sword lights seemed to light up behind him.
It was like there were thousands of troops coming with swords and standing behind Su Qiye.
The sword master-level pressure enveloped him in an instant, like a giant net condensed by sword energy.
Tens of thousands of swords trembled slightly, and the sound of sword energy rippled. The sound contained super strong sword energy, which could tear everything into pieces.
The faces of Wang Churan and others standing outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion changed drastically, including the swordman Qinghan.
Even though he was already in the fifth-level Martial Emperor realm, she felt a strong sense of fear when faced with this situation, as if she was facing the danger of life and death. If she was in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, could she withstand the surging numbers?
Ten thousand long swords?
Definitely not!
Qinghan, the swordsman, concluded in his heart that if he faced this situation, he would die!
Maybe not even the dregs are left.
"town!"
Su Qiye's face was cold and stern, and he spat out such a word coldly, and at the same time, he also sprayed out countless billions of sword lights.
The sword energy roared, and the entire Sword Hidden Tower began to vibrate, giving it a shaky feeling.
Boom~
There was a loud rumbling sound, and several sword energy thunders bloomed, slamming down on the hidden swords.
Those long swords that had just taken off and released the majestic sword energy seemed to have been hit hard and were suppressed. The long swords fell one after another and automatically flew back to the sword stand. They trembled slightly and seemed to be screaming.
Voice.
Because Su Qiye's sword master-level sword power directly shrouded it, covering the entire first floor of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, so no hidden sword could be avoided.
Here, the lowest level is the noble level, and the highest level is the saint level. Although there are not many swords in the saint level, and most of them are incomplete, their power is not weak at all.
Su Qiye suppressed ten thousand swords with just one word and one sword.
Moreover, the time before and after is not long, only about a dozen breaths.
"This... does this explain it?" Mo Wuchen was dumbfounded. He was the weakest among everyone, and his eyes were full of horror.
He had fought against Su Qiye before and knew about Su Qiye's strength. Although Su Qiye was very strong, he was not so outrageous.
But just how long has passed now, Su Qiye has grown to this point.
The swordman's pupils were full of fright.
"Boss, is your understanding of the sword so strong? Is it comparable to a sword master?" The swordsman exclaimed again and again, feeling that it was too incredible.
Outside the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Wang Jiulong and Wang Lin's eyes were as horrified as Sword Man Qinghan and the others.
"Why is this kid so outrageous? I think he looks like he is twenty years old at most, but he actually has the sword power of the Sword Saint level? If he breaks through to the Martial Saint realm, wouldn't he be able to defeat the Martial Emperor?"
Wang Lin was so surprised that he started talking to himself.
"Master, your thinking is too simple. The Martial Emperor realm can be said to be a watershed. Many people under the Martial Emperor realm dominate the heroes and even kill enemies across realms. This is not too outrageous. In such a big world, there are still many people.
There are few geniuses like this.”
"But after truly reaching the Martial Emperor realm, even a first-level Martial Emperor is enough to sweep through a group of peak Martial Saints. Xu Wuchen is so amazing that he is stunningly beautiful. Even if he breaks through to the Martial Saint Peak realm, it is impossible to defeat the Martial Emperor.
, even if you succeed in not dying, you will still be disabled!"
Wang Jiulong looked at Su Qiye's back, a sigh flashed in his eyes, and continued: "Especially before becoming a strong person in the imperial realm, he is often too evil, and it is easy to fall and die young, and will not survive until the end. At the last moment, he will
Being blocked from many sides will arouse the fear of many forces, and it will be easy to be killed!"