Cultivation of Immortality: Dual cultivation with the female sect master, and they fell in love over

Wu Lue was swept hundreds of feet away with a sword, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked a little angry.

How many years have passed since he reached the perfection of Nascent Soul, no monk in the world dared to touch his majesty, let alone get hurt.

The name of Wu Lue is like an imperial edict in the world of immortality. No one dares to disobey it wherever it passes.

Ye Hongyi rose up and provoked his majesty several times. Today, he was even injured. He looked at Ye Hongyi with some gloominess.

Ye Hongyi sneered, flashed the spiritual sword in his hand, and rushed towards him again with thunder in the sky.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding the long sword in his hand empty, the magic formula lit up, and a golden sword wheel appeared behind him.

Ten Thousand Sword Formation!

In terms of power, the Wulue Formation of Ten Thousand Swords used at this time was more powerful than the one used by Ye Hongyi in Tianyuan.

With the appearance of the sword wheel, Wu Lue's aura surged again, and then he stretched out his hand, and flying swords filled the sky, carrying monstrous sword intent and light, turned into a torrent and rushed towards Ye Hongyi.

Seeing the torrent of flying swords, Ye Hongyi turned into a huge thunder sword light and went upstream against the torrent. The torrent of flying swords and the thunder sword light kept colliding.

The magic formula in Wu Lue's hand became faster and faster, the light emitted by the sword wheel became stronger and stronger, and Ye Hongyi's forward speed suddenly slowed down.

Suddenly, the iron sword held by Wu Lue turned into a stream of light, and it flashed away. In an instant, it came to Ye Hongyi and stabbed hard at the thunder sword light.

"boom!"

With a huge collision sound, Ye Hongyi groaned, the thunder giant sword slowly dissipated, and his body appeared outside the torrent of flying swords in a flash.

At the same time, the spiritual sword in his hand was thrown, split into four instantly, and the blue thunder sword formation was formed, enclosing Wu Lue in the sword formation.

Thunder filled the air, and the sword energy was so strong that it gathered into a majestic sword and once again faced the torrent of flying swords.

"Wulue, suffer death!"

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was still gathering towards Ye Hongyi, and with a cold shout, the majestic thunder sword broke through the torrent of flying swords like breaking bamboo, and slammed into Wu Lue.

"boom!"

The terrifying aura spread out with the explosion, and the spiritual shield that Wu Lue had just raised cracked instantly. Wu Lue also took this opportunity to dodge backwards. At the same time, the iron sword suspended on his chest turned into a A sword and shield protected Wu Lue.

The Thunder Sword pierced Wu Lue's body-protecting spiritual shield, and continued to pierce the sword and shield thrown by Wu Lue.

There was another terrifying collision, with thunder and sword energy constantly colliding, emitting dazzling light.

When the aura dissipated, the Thunder Sword had dissipated, and the sword and shield were also extremely dim and full of cracks.

"puff!"

Votting out a mouthful of blood, Wu Lue's face turned pale. First, the sword formation was forcibly interrupted, and then the magic weapon was damaged, causing him to suffer backlash.

He frowned deeply and looked forward. Ye Hongyi's figure was no longer in front of him. Suddenly, he felt locked tightly by a pressure.

Looking up, I saw that Ye Hongyi was already in the air, holding the spiritual sword high in his hand. The black clouds kept rolling, and thunder continued to gather around the spiritual sword.

The gathered thunder continued to merge and gradually turned cyan. In an instant, a huge cyan thunder sword was held in Ye Hongyi's hand. The thunder light kept spitting out, exuding tyrannical pressure.

"Wulue, suffer death!"

Ye Hongyi shouted coldly again, and slashed down Wu Lue's head with a giant sword carrying cyan thunder, with a shocking momentum.

Wu Lue's pupils shrank sharply. Under Ye Hongyi's sword, he felt a strong death crisis and remembered the countless dangers he had experienced during his previous training.

But Wu Lue is Wu Lue, and the number one person in the world of immortality is not a flower cultivated in a greenhouse. Under this pressure, he knew that he could not avoid it, and he could not avoid it. A mouthful of blood spurted towards the iron sword with dim light.

The iron sword immediately emits a dazzling sword light, and then the sword wheel behind it rises again, but this time the sword wheel that rises is more complex and larger than before, and it also carries many mysterious rune marks.

Then the sword wheel behind him just rose up and merged into the iron sword in his hand.

This style was something Ye Hongyi didn't know. As one of the secret skills of the Sword Immortal Sect, Patriarch Xuantian didn't pass it down to avoid suspicion.

The terrifying sword light soared into the sky, facing the cyan thunder sword that was slashed head-on.

"boom!"

The terrifying zero light spread out in all directions, and the terrifying sword light and cyan thunder kept fighting and colliding.

At this moment, both sides were pouring mana into the swords in their hands.

After a few breaths of stalemate, Ye Hongyi's face flashed with a stern look, and his aura rose again. The cyan thunder giant sword kept suppressing the terrifying sword light.

"what!"

Feeling the approaching life and death crisis, Wu Lue looked ferocious at this time, roared, and his whole body was boiling with spiritual power, using every ounce of his strength to inject mana into the iron sword.

"boom!"

The two sides collided again, and a blinding shock wave spread out in all directions. Many snow mountains collapsed, and countless monsters living in Antarctica fled frantically.

When the aura dissipated, Wu Lue lowered his hands, the hand holding the iron sword was trembling slightly, and streams of blood flowed down his arms.

The clothes on his body were somewhat torn, and his face was ashen, full of shock and confusion, and he looked forward.

In front of him, Ye Hongyi's breath was also a little unstable, his face was pale, and he was wearing a red dress with a rustling sound. The spiritual sword in his hand was pressed against Wu Lue's neck.

At this time, Wu Lue's mana has almost been exhausted. As long as Ye Hongyi is willing, he will easily destroy Wu Lue's body, set up a blue thunder sword array, and kill Wu Lue's Nascent Soul.

But Ye Hongyi was not in a hurry to do so, but sneered, "Wulue, that's it! Let's go!"

Wu Lue's expression changed and he looked complicated, and finally said, "You, you won't kill me?"

"Oh, kill you?"

Ye Hongyi's expression was indifferent, "Since I defeated you today, you will never be my opponent again. I can kill you anytime I want, but wouldn't it be too pleasant for you to kill you?"

"Don't you want to become the God of Transformation so much? Then I won't kill you. You will not be able to become the God of Transformation for the rest of your life. This is the greatest pain for you. When Su Ping comes out, come back to worship the mountain and let you see it with your own eyes. Go to the Sword Immortal Sect and suffer the humiliation suffered by the Xuantian Sect."

"And my husband also said that he will kill you after leaving Tianyuan, and let you live well and wait for him, and then he will kill you with his own hands! Isn't this better?"

Wu Lue's expression froze, and then he asked, "Sect Leader Ye, please tell me, have you transformed into a god?"

Ye Hongyi frowned, but still said truthfully, "No, but it might be soon!"

Hearing this, Wu Lue's expression went numb for a moment, like a deflated rubber ball. As the number one person in the world of cultivating immortals, he fell from the altar today.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is still gathering towards Ye Hongyi. Ye Hongyi will become stronger and stronger, and he will no longer be his opponent.

However, the transformation he had longed for might be hopeless in this life. He could not accept that someone was stronger than him. At this moment, the sword's heart wavered.

After thinking for a few moments, he thought about the humiliation that the Sword Immortal Sect might suffer in the future, which was all caused by him, and his expression became crazy.