Daming: Let you supervise the country according to the order, and you go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 232 A Shocking Sword

"Brother...!"

Cang Yue is immortal, two lines of clear tears.

Even though she knows well that the dead are gone and can never come back.

Her senior brother has left her forever, this is an unchangeable fact.

But when this voice sounded between heaven and earth, she still couldn't restrain the longing in her heart.

The laughter and tenderness of the past emerged one by one in my heart, touching the deepest string in my heart, making me sad.

As if everything happened yesterday, as if she could still be a carefree girl laughing under those broad arms.

However, the vicissitudes of life have passed ten thousand years.

At this moment, only Cang Yue can know.

The voice that resounded throughout the world and shocked countless sects in Beiming, although it sounded like the Baili Changfeng, actually came from Qingcang Sword Spirit.

Because only Cang Yue can understand Baili Changfeng in this way.

But for others, this voice is the voice of Baili Changfeng.

The moment this voice appeared in this world, there were already terrified ghost disciples who had already been killed by the sword qi, and all of them went into convulsions from fright, and some even knelt down on the ground, trembling all over.

Ghost Crow fell into the deep pit and tried his best to stand up.

And when the voice sounded, the ghost crow lay down again at an extremely fast speed.

I guess I was silently saying 'I can't see me' in my heart.

He knew very well that in front of Baili Changfeng, if he stood out, a look from the other party would wipe him out.

He is crazy, but he is not desperate, who doesn't want to live a few more years.

"See Sword God!"

"See Sword God!"

"........."

The seven thousand hidden sword disciples were completely boiling the moment this figure appeared.

The sword god will not be born for ten thousand years, and there are various rumors from the outside world. As disciples of Tibetan swords, although they have faith in their hearts, there are too many rumors, and naturally they will have some different ideas.

In recent years, there have been similar voices coming out of Guiyun Zangjian, but they were suppressed immediately, but any disciple who dared to make such voices will be expelled from Zangjian without mercy.

But today, when this voice sounded between heaven and earth.

All rumors will be dispelled.

Beiming Sword God, the strongest sword in the history of Guiyun Zangjian, still stands between the heaven and the earth, and is still an existence that thousands of swordsmen can't reach in their entire lives!
"It's really a hundred miles of wind!"

Huang Yunhe and Shen Yifeng both felt their hearts tremble when they looked at the body that was full of sword energy.

In front of this man's sword, their Tianyun Sword Sect and Yijian Saint Sect were so bleak, and they finally understood why the sword cultivators who were in the same period as Baili Changfeng back then were obviously the proud ones. Seniors, but will be so depressed.

It is both lucky and sad to be at the same time as such a person.

"Hundred Miles of Wind!"

The sound of stopping drinking, piercing the sky forever!
The moment Ghost Mandrill Heitian saw the body with great sword energy, a look of madness appeared on his face.

Perhaps from the point of view of Ghost Mandrill Heitian, he is no longer afraid of Baili Changfeng, and he is no longer afraid of the sword that he personally experienced ten thousand years ago.

But only he himself knows best, these are just falsehoods, he just uses madness to cover up the fear in his heart.

It is precisely because of fear that he is mad, and he will do everything, at all costs, in exchange for this strongest blow, in an attempt to shatter the fear in his heart.

"For you, you only need two swords."

Behind Zhu Xiongying, the body with great sword energy raised his hand slightly.

The sound, echoing in this world, is still the sound of a hundred miles of wind.

The meaning of looking down on me is unrivaled in the world.

I have to say that Master Cang is absolutely natural in imitating Baili Changfeng. Whether it is the tone, speed of speech, or the swordsman's arrogance in the words, even Zhu Xiongying can't hear the slightest trace. s difference.

"Come!"

Ghost Mandrill Heitian clasped his hands fiercely, and black flames ignited fiercely on his body!

At this moment, Ghost Mandrill Heitian actually started to burn his original soul power, and the aura of 'Heitian One Finger' suddenly increased again, and the whole world was filled with the meaning of extinction.

Hei Tian, ​​who is in the first realm of immortality, knows very well in his heart that he burns his original soul power, and from the moment he burns, he will cut off his road to the imperial realm.

But Guiba Heitian doesn't care.

He knew better in his heart that with his aptitude, being able to break through the first realm of immortality today was already an accident among accidents, and it was impossible to go further and step into the supreme emperor realm.

Since it is impossible, it is better to exchange that chance that is so slim that it can no longer be slim for the most powerful power at this moment.

He wants to bloom the supreme brilliance of his voice at this moment, just to fight the Beiming Sword God!

"Baili Changfeng, today, you will die!"

When Ghost Mandrill Heitian roared wildly, he suddenly opened his hands and pointed forward again.

boom!
Heitian pointed, and at this moment, with the intention of destroying the world, he suddenly fell towards Zhu Xiongying.

The power of this finger is enough to instantly crush the Three Thousand Miles Hidden Sword into ashes, and the power of this finger can hold no more than five fingers in the entire Beiming.

"Little master, I've done everything I need to do, and the rest is all up to you."

Teacher Cang transmitted voice to Zhu Xiongying.

Fang Caicang imitated Baili Changfeng's voice.

And this body of sword energy has no self-consciousness, it needs Zhu Xiongying to control it, and the remaining two swords of Qingcang Seven Swords need Zhu Xiongying to cut out with the power of the sword soul left by Baili Changfeng.

"Ah."

Zhu Xiongying nodded slightly, looking at Hei Tian, ​​who was already completely insane, and at the "Hei Tian Finger" falling towards him with the intention of destroying the world.

Take a deep breath.

The Cang sword in his hand was slowly raised.

He could feel the majestic power of the sword soul, and the tiny power of his first layer of good fortune was like a drop in the ocean in the majestic power of the sword soul.

But at this time, it is just this drop in the ocean that is controlling the entire ocean.

Suddenly, Qingcang sword fell down in his hand, and he slashed out.

The body with ten thousand feet of sword energy behind him was also slashed out with the same sword.

This is, the sixth sword!

The ultimate sword qi, wherever it passed, the void was shattered, and even the finger of Hei Tian, ​​who was about to fall, stopped under this sword qi.

As for Zhu Xiongying, he didn't pause at all. The moment after the sixth sword slashed, Zhu Xiongying slashed out the seventh sword.

This seventh sword contains all the remaining power in the sword soul.

He can feel it.

The moment the seventh sword was slashed, the sword soul left by Baili Changfeng was completely empty of power, and the reason why it has not dissipated now is all because of the need for deterrence.

So far, Qing Cang's seven swords have all been cut out.

The seven sword qi hovered in front of him, tearing apart the void.

"Qingcang Seven Swords..."

"Good! Good! Good!!!"

Seeing that all the seven swords had been cut out, and seeing the hovering seven sword qi, Gui Diao Heitian laughed out loud, and the whole person fell into a complete madness.

The soul fire on his body was even worse at this moment, that finger of Heitian, unexpectedly at the last moment of falling, his aura surged again!
This scene was watched by everyone.

Not only these people on the scene.

The entire Beiming, and even other four places, have the immortal power to perceive the breath and pay attention to it all the time.

For these immortal powers, the birth of the Demon Dao and the birth of Baili Changfeng, any one of them is extremely important, and it is related to the choices of the respective forces in the future.

"His disciple slashed five swords, Baili Changfeng only slashed two swords, and he slashed with sword energy."

"With the power of the Seven Swords of Qingcang gathered in this way, can it really kill Heitian, the ghost who burns the original soul fire? That is the first level of immortality, and the most powerful blow at the cost of burning the soul fire is probably close to it." Half a step into the Emperor Realm!"

"A half-step Emperor Realm's strength isn't worth Baili Changfeng's real body?"

Shen Yifeng said in a concentrated voice, his breathing became uncontrollably rapid, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear of missing any details.

"The two swords of the Sword God are already so powerful."

"If it is the Seven Swords of Quansheng, what kind of supreme sword power should it be."

Huang Yunhe also had a deep voice.

At this moment, the pupils of both of them shrank suddenly.

In their hearts, there is a word.

'Seven swords in one. '

Everyone knows that Beiming Sword God's strongest sword Zhao Qingcang Seven Swords can be called one sword or seven swords.

"combine."

Zhu Xiongying used all the strength in his body to manipulate the seven sword qi, and they suddenly merged into one.

The moment the seven swords merged into one, a supreme sword intent that pierced the sky suddenly appeared in this world, and the whole world trembled for it, and the entire Beiming sword trembled crazily.

No matter, any case, all swordsmen are awe-inspiring.

"cut!"

Zhu Xiongying roared suddenly, this sword qi of seven swords in one slashed towards Heitian with one finger.

Contact moment.

Heaven and earth, no light.

Without any movement, the world seemed to be dead silent.

One breath, two breaths.

When the third breath came, the air wave sweeping the world exploded in mid-air.

At the core of the collision, a huge black vortex appeared, and everything around it, even the air, was absorbed by this vortex.

Cang Yue, who was standing on the top of the Hidden Sword Square, suddenly raised her sword.

A sword is frozen for three thousand miles, this is the place where the sword is hidden in the cloud, everything is frozen, and it is forcibly fixed in place.

As for the ghost disciples, after the sword qi was slashed, most of the remaining ones were drawn into the black vortex under the strong suction.

Who wins? !
The black wind came out from the vortex, raging between the heaven and the earth where the sword was hidden.

Winning or losing is what everyone is most concerned about now.

But where the black vortex is, it is impossible to see victory or defeat at all.

"Little master, how are you?"

Teacher Cang's voice rang in Zhu Xiongying's ears.

Suddenly, with a jolt in his back, Zhu Xiongying woke up from the daze in an instant, panting heavily.

For the impact just now, even though Baili Changfeng's sword soul protected the body, after all, this sword soul was about to disappear, so there would inevitably be some loopholes.

For Zhu Xiongying, who only had the first level of fortune, just this loophole almost made him send it on the spot.

'what's the result? '

Zhu Xiongying asked in a condensed voice.

In front of his eyes, there was only that huge black vortex.

One must have a sword soul to protect the body, so that one can ignore the suction in the vortex and the black wind raging from the vortex.

"The guy isn't dead yet, but he's almost there."

"The power of the old master's two swords cut him to the brink of death."

There was arrogance in Teacher Cang's voice.

so strong? !

Zhu Xiongying couldn't help feeling shocked.

You know, the sword soul of Baili Changfeng just slashed two swords, and it was only the remaining power of the sword soul, and it has already reached such an astonishing power.

Just these two sword qi cut out by the sword soul will step into the first realm of immortality, and burn the power of the original soul. The strongest blow even reached the half-step emperor realm. Dying.

If this is Baili Changfeng in its heyday, it will cut out seven swords in its heyday.

Then, what a peerless beauty it will be.

Let me ask, who in the world would dare to take this sword? !

"Teacher Cang, answer me a question."

Zhu Xiongying asked in a condensed voice.

"Little master, tell me."

"In the past, Baili Changfeng killed the seven ghosts and seven ghost kings with one sword, but with all his strength?"

If Zhu Xiongying remembered correctly, at that time when the sword came out, three people were killed and four were seriously injured.

From the current point of view, if Baili Changfeng really hit the sword with all his strength, it would definitely not be the result. Instead, all seven of them died, and they were all of the kind that were completely dead.

"Everyone in the world thought that the old master was fighting with all his might."

"Because for them, being able to achieve this level in the first realm of immortality is already a realm of ascension to heaven."

"However, how could they have imagined that it was only [-]% of the old master's strength. How could the ghost emperor retreat without fighting and escape the world for thousands of years if he used his full strength?"

Teacher Cang's voice was full of pride.

"Why don't you go all out with your sword?"

Zhu Xiongying asked.

Since you want to kill ghosts, you can kill them all with one sword.

"The old master is not bloodthirsty."

"For the old master, all he wants is to retreat and kill the demons, which is never the old master's goal."

Teacher Cang's words also made Zhu Xiongying understand this Baili Changfeng, a pure swordsman.

"How strong he is."

Zhu Xiongying frowned.

He has a goal in mind.

First of all, let the Baili Changfeng be overtaken.

"It's hard for me to explain this, but I can give you an example."

Teacher Cang stopped speaking, and then spoke again.

"When the old master was traveling in the Eastern Desolation, he had a sparring with the Eastern Desolation Emperor once."

"As a result of that sparring, the two drew."

"But afterwards, the old master told me in a chat with me that if he fought desperately, he would die, while the Great Eastern Desolation Emperor would be seriously injured and fell to the Emperor Realm, and even fell to the Immortal Realm. He would never be able to return to the peak in his life."

Now Zhu Xiongying understands why the word "Baili Changfeng" can deter Beiming's evil ways for thousands of years.

This hundred-mile Changfeng is an existence that even the Emperor Realm dare not mess with.

After all, if a person goes crazy, even if he wins, he will go bankrupt and lose everything.

Zhu Xiongying took a deep breath and looked forward.

A figure appeared faintly.

Like a falling kite, falling from the sky.

That is, Ghost Mandrill Heitian.

(End of this chapter)