259, Cutting off the River with One Sword (2/2 Chapter)
Wearing a green robe and long sleeves, with shining aura and spreading pressure, it is the Great Elder of Lingdao Sect and the number one person in the Western Xinjiang cultivation world, Wanhua Zhenren.
Dressed in black robes, with a cold and stern face, and demonic aura rising from his body, he is the number one person in the Demonic Path of Western Xinjiang, Li Mubai.
The middle-aged man in gray robes, with sword energy soaring into the sky and a tall and straight figure, is the head master of Fengling Sword Sect and a Heaven Realm Sword Cultivator.
Not only these three Heavenly Realm masters, but also the ancestors of the Mu family and two demon clansmen who have never been seen before are both Heavenly Realm cultivators.
Beside them, Tuo Bacheng, the patriarch of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the master of Taiyi Sword Sect and Jade Taoist, Lu Fengyou, the master of Yuntai Dao Sect, and many other powerful people were all there.
Here, it can be said that the strongest group of people in Western Xinjiang have gathered.
"When you board the dragon boat, you can travel thousands of miles away from the source, and you can take action at will."
"On the Shenglong platform, life and death are determined by destiny."
Rules means there are no rules.
The competition for the ranking of the nine sects is to exchange the blood of the elites of the younger generations for the future of the sect.
If you can survive this bloody battle, you will be able to run rampant in the Western Frontier a hundred years later.
"Senior Brother Han, this battle may be difficult." Behind Han Muye, Qi Shisan, who was carrying two swords, spoke in a low voice.
It's difficult.
If Jiuxuan Sword Sect continues to develop in a low-key manner as before, then this battle may be easy to predict.
But if we want to win the first place among the nine factions, everyone present today will have to fight with their lives.
"Since I am a swordsman, I just draw my sword when I encounter an enemy."
Han Muye had a blank look on his face, and he moved and flew up.
"With a sword in my hand, I am invincible."
Han Muye shouted low and landed on the dragon boat that was more than ten feet long.
"I am invincible!"
One after another, figures flew down from the dragon boat.
"Sure enough, he is a banished immortal from the swordsmanship of Xijiang. This kind of knowledge of the swordsmanship is truly extraordinary." The speaker was wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword on his back, and had long and narrow eyebrows.
The sword energy in his body was suppressed, as if there was a surging wave that was about to break at any moment.
The number one within the Tangshan Sword Sect is Gu Yuanlong.
At this time, he adopted the pseudonym Gu Long, the fourth in the inner sect of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Gu Yuanlong's body turned into a stream of light, chasing Han Muye and landing next to him.
The moment he fell, Lin Shen and Lu Gao were already standing beside Han Mu, protecting him.
The duty of the Sword Guards and Gatekeepers of the Sword Pavilion is, of course, to protect Han Muye, the guardian of the Sword Pavilion.
One after another, figures fell on the dragon boat, and the sky was filled with spiritual light and sword light.
One dragon boat after another moved slowly and began to swim upstream.
The ninety-nine disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect flew down, and then Han Muye, who was standing on the bow of the dragon boat, moved his feet, leading the dragon boat to slowly move in the reverse direction.
By this time, neither Li Xixi nor Deng Chungang had returned.
Only ninety-nine people can control the dragon boat in Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
"boom"
Ahead, two extremely fast dragon boats collided.
The golden dragon boat is made of unknown materials and is extremely strong.
But the dragon boats collided, each swayed, and capsized on the Jialing River.
Figures fell into the water, and then flew out of the water again, preparing to restore the dragon boat and continue moving forward.
"Roar"
At this moment, with a roar, a black fish that was ten feet long jumped out of the Jialing River and bit off half of the waist of an elite disciple who had just flown out of the water.
An elite disciple who was at least a high-level Foundation Establishment student was bitten off!
The blood instantly dyed the river red!
"There are monsters under the river!"
someone exclaimed.
No need to think about it, the waves rolling around the practitioner who fell into the water said it all.
Lines of black monster figures emerged from the water.
Blood and spiritual light flashed at the same time.
"In this competition, a group of the East China Sea Black-armored Demon Clan will accompany them. They are not only the supervisors of the competition, but also part of the difficulty of the competition."
Master Wanhua's voice sounded.
"If you have the ability, they hunt you, and you can hunt them too."
East China Sea Monster Clan.
This incident was mentioned in Jin Jialin's jade slips.
Han Muye's eyes fell on the water in front of him.
In his divine treasure, a drop of water exploded instantly.
His eyes turned into a faint blue.
At this moment, there was no secret in front of him in the thousands of miles of water up and down the Jialing River.
The power of water affinity at full level.
Sensing the situation in the water, Han Muye showed a trace of solemnity on his face.
He looked up to the sky.
At this moment, Wanhua Zhenren, who was suspended in the void, also lowered his head and his eyes met with Han Muye's.
Han Muye could feel a trace of probing hitting him along with his spiritual thoughts.
The mortal curse in his divine treasure was activated to resolve the probe of divine thoughts.
A flash of fierceness flashed across Zhen Wanhua's face and he looked away.
Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the river.
Under the river, there are thousands of monsters accompanying them.
The strongest ones among them were forty to fifty feet tall, lurking low in the river.
This kind of great demon's cultivation and combat power are no match for the Half-Step Heaven Realm, which is about the same.
What's more, there may be some that exceed this level.
There are many other great demons under thirty feet who have condensed demon elixirs or condensed the magical powers of their own demon blood.
In a radius of a hundred miles, there are already dense black-armored monster fish under the water.
With these monsters underwater, if they were to riot and attack, most of the elites in Western Xinjiang would be wiped out.
Is the Lingdao Sect recruiting so many powerful monsters from the East China Sea just to serve as referees for the competition?
"Wow"
A monster beast opened its mouth and bit the elite disciple who fell into the water.
The sword in the disciple's hand struck him head-on.
"Peng"
The black-armored monster fish fell into the river. The expression of the elite who drew the sword changed. Just as he was about to make a sound, another black fish suddenly rushed out from the slanting spine and bit off most of his body in one bite.
The water surface is stained with blood.
When the two capsized dragon boats turned over and all the disciples who fell into the water returned to the dragon boats, there were originally a hundred people on board, but now, they were all less than ninety.
The loss exceeded 10%.
We have just started our journey, we have traveled only ten miles to Shuoyuan, a hundred thousand miles away!
The nine-sect competition was so dangerous, it ended like this!
The elite disciples on the dragon boats looked solemn.
In the sky, those powerful men from various sects remained silent.
On both sides of the river bank, the practitioners who were watching along had fright on their faces.
The battle between these nine factions was so bloody and brutal!
"boom"
A huge black fish ten feet long jumped out of the water and overturned a dragon boat.
Then, countless waves rolled and surrounded the capsized dragon boat.
The sect disciples who fell into the water flew up and fled in panic.
"There is a monster!"
"Senior brother, save me"
"my leg!"
In the sky, a figure rushed downwards.
"I, the Purple Spirit Dao Sect, have withdrawn from the competition!" The figure that rushed out shouted loudly, and the spiritual light in his hand turned into a snare, pressing down.
But the snare was still in the air. Master Wanhua raised his hand, and a burst of green light penetrated the body of the person who made the move.
The golden elixir of the Purple Spirit Taoist master who was at the seventh level of elixir formation was shattered, his body was shattered, and his soul was directly destroyed.
With one blow, the golden elixir master fell.
"It seems that someone wants to challenge the rules set by our Lingdao Sect."
Gently retracting his palm, Taoist Wanhua said with a dull look on his face: "During the entire sect competition, you are not allowed to withdraw or rescue."
After hearing his words, Li Mubai and others' expressions remained unchanged. Not far away, an old man with a white beard frowned and whispered: "When did this rule come into being?"
Taoist Wanhua raised his head, with a deep halo in his eyes: "Now, is there a problem?"
The old man with white beard turned pale and said hurriedly: "No problem, no problem."
No one around him spoke anymore.
Master Wanhua turned his eyes from the old man and looked at Tuoba Cheng aside.
Tuoba Cheng's expression did not change at all, he only looked fixedly at the dragon boat below.
"Wow"
A black-armored monster fish that was longer than the dragon boat rushed out of the water and crashed into the dragon boat of Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
Before the strange fish could rush in front of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate dragon boat, a dragon boat rushing towards it from the side lost control and collided with it.
"boom"
The dragon boat rolled over, and everyone on the dragon boat fell into the river.
The huge black-armored monster fish opened its mouth and swallowed three figures in one mouthful.
Around him, dozens of black turtles, each five to six feet long, rushed toward him.
"Help"
"Escape quickly"
"Han Banxian, help me"
On the water, someone shouted in the direction of the Jiuxuan Sword Gate Dragon Boat.
To save or not to save?
"I come."
On the dragon boat, a young man in white robe stood up.
No. 21 of the inner sect, Li Senhe.
The true inheritance of the Golden Vein Elite, who has cultivated his aura to the pinnacle of Earth Realm Tongmai, cultivated the Golden Vein Swordsmanship, and condensed his sword intent.
In the battle to hunt down cultivators from other worlds in the Fire Source Realm, Li Senhe achieved remarkable results.
"The Midas touch." Han Muye nodded and said.
Upon hearing his words, Li Senhe's eyes flashed and he flew up, the sword in his hand turning into stars.
Jinmai Erxuan swordsmanship, golden touch.
"Stab"
The sword light flashed, hitting the forehead of the black monster fish, and then shattered.
The head of this black fish is so hard that not even the sword of a strong earth-bound meridian can break it.
But the next moment, a little golden light passed through the black fish's eyes.
This is the Midas swordsmanship.
"puff"
A puff of black blood burst out, and a three-foot-long black strange fish tossed in the water a few times before slowly falling silent.
The eyes are the fatal weakness of this black fish!
Li Senhe Chang laughed, and the sword light in his hand turned into starlight and fell little by little.
The black fish that jumped out of the water were pierced by the sword light from their eyes.
One hit kill!
Li Senhe flew back to the dragon boat, and there were already several black fish corpses floating on the water in front of him.
"Good swordsmanship!" Some of the observing practitioners on the shore in the distance shouted.
The precision and ruthlessness of this sword are unparalleled.
"Brother Tuoba, can this person be ranked in the top ten in terms of strength in your Jiuxuan Sword Sect?" Among the masters of various sects watching the battle in Tianji, an old man standing next to Tuoba Cheng said with a chuckle.
top ten?
Tuoba Cheng's expression remained unchanged and he shook his head.
Seeing Tuoba Cheng shaking his head, the old man who asked the question frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Brother Tuoba, if such strength is among the top five of the sect, your Jiuxuan Sword Sect may not be able to compete with the Lingdao Sect."
"All the seven disciples of Lingdao Sect's Lingdao have a higher level of cultivation than him."
Top five?
Tuoba Cheng remained silent.
Li Senhe ranks twenty-first in the inner sect of Jiuxuan Sword Sect, and there are several direct descendants among him. His combat power ranks around forty among the elite disciples of the sect.
This is the true strength of Jiuxuan Sword Sect!
Below, the elites of various sects on other dragon boats raised their eyebrows lightly.
This sword shows the superb strength of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
If you don't have this kind of fighting power, it's better not to provoke Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
"Thank you, senior brother, for taking the initiative."
"Thank you very much for the help from Jiuxuan Sword Sect Han Banxian." A young man wearing a green robe showed gratitude on his face. His body was still hanging ten feet above the water, and he held his hands towards the people of Jiuxuan Sword Sect.
Behind him, people from his sect slowly gathered.
On the water surface, the bodies of the hunted snakehead fish were dragged by other big fish and sank to the bottom of the water.
Apart from the red-dyed water, there was only a dragon boat upside down and shaking gently on the river.
The overturned dragon boat rippled a few times with the water waves, and then a huge black fish raised its head and bumped into it, causing the dragon boat to shatter into pieces.
The dragon boat was broken!
The sect elites who were hanging in mid-air and were about to fall back into the dragon boat showed confusion on their faces.
This sect wanted to ride on a dragon boat in a competition. Now the dragon boat is broken. What should I do?
"how"
Someone let out a low cry, and his body seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer on the shoulder, and he suddenly fell into the water.
"Good weight!"
"At least Qian Jun's strength!"
Others shouted in panic, their bodies shining with spiritual light and sword light.
At this moment, a faint halo of light pressed down on the sky.
Formation.
"After ten breaths of volleying, the power of the Forbidden Air Formation increases by a hundred percent."
"After a hundred breaths, one breath is a critical moment."
"After two hundred breaths, one breath will be the last breath."
There was a coldness in Zhenren Wanhua's voice.
The sect elites on the dragon boat below all showed panic on their faces.
Who can withstand such heavy pressure?
But in this competition between sects, you can't withdraw, and you can't fly in the air. If the dragon boat capsizes, wouldn't it mean death?
Han Muye raised his head and looked at the sky.
Lingdao Sect.
These rules may seem extremely unreasonable, but combined with the experience of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect being suppressed for so many years, it all makes sense.
As a major sect that suppresses Western Xinjiang, he not only needs to improve his own strength, but also needs to suppress the strength of the younger generations of other sects.
As for whether other sects are willing to abide by this rule, it depends on whether the rules are beneficial to their own sect.
This time the nine factions rearranged the competition rules, which looked extremely cruel.
But for the truly powerful sects, there is not much pressure.
If you can compete for the position of the nine factions, you can't guarantee that your own dragon boat will not be overturned?
"Wow"
The sect elites whose dragon boat collapsed fell into the water one by one, and then attracted countless black fish to bite them.
The young man who had called for help before was pale and trembling all over, as if there was a huge weight on his shoulders.
He gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and landed on the bow of the dragon boat at Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
The young man's figure was about ten feet in front of the dragon boat. Suddenly, a cold look appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Han Muye's neck!
"Han Banxian, I'm offended!"
He shouted in his mouth, his body speed reached the extreme, and he crashed into Han Muye.
Capture the king!
Among the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, the backbone is obviously Han Muye.
As long as he captures Han Muye and suppresses all the disciples of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect, he will have a chance of survival!
Han Muye raised his head, with a dull expression on his face.
He doesn't blame the other person.
Although they had been drinking together a few days ago and asked him for advice on spiritual practice, at this time, they were facing life and death.
In the face of life and death, this is the only thing.
If you fight, you will die.
If you don’t fight, you will die!
In the distance, countless people stared closely at the bow of Jiuxuan Sword Gate.
The Jiuxuan Sword Sect is naturally extremely powerful.
But if he is caught off guard, will he be boarded on the bow of the ship?
Han Muye, the banished immortal of swordsmanship, does he still have any cultivation level? Can he stop him?
If Han Muye is really captured by this person, will Jiuxuan Sword Sect abandon Han Muye, or will he really be caught?
At this moment, everyone was waiting to see Jiuxuan Sword Sect’s response.
Beside Han Muye, Gu Yuanlong raised his hand, gently pressed it on the hilt of his sword, and then turned to look at Han Muye.
Han Muye lowered his head and looked at the water.
"roll."
Before Gu Yuanlong could draw his sword, Lu Gao, who was standing behind Han Muye, stepped forward, transformed into a long sword, and slashed out.
The sword shines hundreds of feet.
The sword emerges like a rainbow.
Turn your body into a sword, and the sword’s heart will be clear!
When the sword was slashed out, the young man who stretched out his hand couldn't even react to resist, and his body immediately collapsed!
The sword light killed one person with no loss of sharpness, and then he crashed forward.
The majestic sword light slashed across the river.
"boom"
A hundred-foot-long sword light entered the water and opened a chasm that was dozens of miles long!
This sword cut through half of the Jialing River!
On the entire river surface, the water seemed to stagnate for an instant, then suddenly fell back and collided together.
Dozens of dragon boats were capsized by the waves, and the elite disciples on them fled in panic.
"boom"
The sound of the falling water waves shook hundreds of miles away, like thunder.
This sword made everyone's eyes widen.
Who can resist such a sword?
Cutting open the Jialing River with one sword, this method is considered to be the pinnacle among the descendants of Xijiang!
In front, the young men on the Lingdao Sect's dragon boat all looked solemn.
On the Fengling Sword Sect's dragon boat, Du Feng, wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged on the bow, frowned.
On the bank of the river, all the practitioners opened their mouths.
In the sky, the eyes of those powerful men from various sects flashed with light.
"Brother Tuoba, this is..."
"The gatekeeper of Jiange is regarded as the protector of Jiange and one of the inheritors of Jiange's practice method." Tuoba Chengdan spoke calmly.
After hearing his words, eyes fell on Han Muye again.
The surface of the river was shaking and the dragon boat was rippling, but not a single black fish jumped out of the water.
The hundred-foot long sword hung high. It was not until all the elites of the sect that capsized returned to the dragon boat that the sword returned to the Jiuxuan Sword Sect dragon boat and landed behind Han Muye.
On the river, all the dragon boats moved forward silently.
Under the river, everything was peaceful.
Lu Gao's sword-turned-sword blow shocked all the sects and also suppressed the monsters below the river.
Han Muye had a smile on his face.
It was smart to kill three hundred monsters with one sword, but it would be weird to dare to show his face at this time!
After a sword blow, the river surface became calm, and more than 800 dragon boats traveled thousands of miles backwards, and the wind and waves were calm.
The power of a sword is so terrifying.
After thousands of miles, the river becomes narrower, covered with rocks and reefs, and whirlpools and undercurrents are everywhere.
"Shenyan Gorge, this is one of the dangerous places on the Jialing River."
On the river bank, everyone stared at the dragon boat that rushed out first.
"Peng"
The two dragon boats that hit the reef were shattered into pieces.
Figures flew up one after another, hovered in mid-air, and then rushed to the side.
Since your own dragon boat is damaged, then grab a dragon boat!
"Buzz"
Sword light, spiritual light, exploded!
The nine factions were rearranged, and after Lu Gao suppressed them with one sword, the bloody battle resumed!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
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