Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Yun Li's figure was like a ghost, rising from the wall of Yunzhou City in an instant, with an incomparable sense of oppression, directly locking onto Lin Fan. The air seemed to condense instantly, and the airflow around him also twisted. The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the sword light passed silently in the air like flowing water, as if a ghost quietly approached Lin Fan.

"Ghost Sword Technique!" Yun Li shouted in a low voice. As the sword flashed, he turned into several phantoms. Each phantom seemed to be real and hard to grasp. The sword light approached Lin Fan from all directions, attacking his weak points with tricky angles and lightning speed, making it almost impossible for him to react.

Lin Fan was originally immersed in the state of attacking the formation, when he suddenly felt a cold murderous intent approaching. He turned around abruptly and swept the axe across, but only saw a phantom floating around, and could not hit Yun Li at all.

"Lin Fan, your death is coming!" Yun Li's voice seemed to come from all directions, as strange as a ghost. His sword shadow moved in the air, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing, and every time it appeared, it was accompanied by a cold sword light, pointing directly at Lin Fan's fatal point.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and quickly swung the Qiankun Axe, trying his best to resist Yun Li's attack. Although his axe skills were extremely exquisite, Yun Li's sword shadows were unpredictable and so fast that he could not catch them. Several attacks failed, and he could only hear the sound of the sword cutting through the air.

At this moment, an old and angry voice suddenly sounded -

"I, Li Shentong, am here!" A sword light flashed like lightning, cutting through the sky, and rushed straight towards Yun Li with endless sharp energy. Li Shentong's figure rushed out like a gust of wind, and the long sword in his hand flashed with ancient and sharp sword intent, directly hitting Yun Li's ghost swordsmanship.

Li Shentong, the former ancient sword god, had been sealed for many years, but at this moment, his sword intent had not yet been extinguished. As the sword energy spread, his figure and sword merged into one, and each sword carried the momentum of splitting the heaven and earth, as if to smash all the phantoms into pieces.

Seeing this, Yun Li's eyes flashed with a hint of sneer: "Li Shentong, the number one sword god in ancient times? I want to see how you can break my ghost sword technique."

The two great swordsmen collided in mid-air in an instant, their sword lights crisscrossed, and the air around them seemed to freeze, emitting a low humming sound. Li Shentong's sword energy swept in like a violent storm, approaching every shadow of Yun Li. Every time the sword lights collided, dazzling sparks would burst out, and the air was filled with the roar of metal clashing.

"Ghosts are invisible!" Yun Li sneered, and the long sword in his hand turned into countless phantoms again. The sword energy was like a sword curtain, blocking all of Li Shentong's attacks. These phantoms seemed to exist in reality, but they were like phantoms and difficult to capture. Every time Li Shentong slashed with his sword, the sword energy could only hit the void, as if it was hitting the air.

"Hmph, what ancient sword god? He's nothing but this." Yun Li's voice was filled with sarcasm. His shadow flashed in the air and suddenly turned into a sword light, heading straight for Li Shentong's chest.

Li Shentong's eyes flashed with cold light, and his long sword swept across in an instant, blocking Yun Li's sword shadow. His wrist shook slightly, and the sword energy exploded instantly, turning into countless tiny sword lights, heading straight for Yun Li's body.

The collision of the two sword masters caused countless lights and shadows to burst out in the air, and the sword energy crisscrossed, as if cutting the sky into pieces. Li Shentong's swordsmanship was open and closed, and each sword had an extremely sharp edge, as if it was going to cut the entire world in half; while Yun Li's ghost swordsmanship was strange and unpredictable, and its speed was so fast that it was impossible to catch. Every move was as silent as a ghost, and he specifically picked Li Shentong's flaws to attack.

The two sides fought fiercely in the air, the sword lights intertwined like a net, and the air around them kept vibrating, making a buzzing sound. Every time the swords collided, it roared like thunder, shaking the surrounding ground slightly.

"Your swordsmanship is already outdated!" Yun Li's voice was cold and mocking. His shadow flashed, and the sword light passed like a meteor, piercing Li Shentong's throat.

Li Shentong snorted coldly, and his body suddenly spun, his long sword drew an arc, and steadily blocked Yun Li's attack. Then he suddenly counterattacked, and the sword energy was like a dragon, hitting Yun Li's heart directly.

"What ghost swordsmanship? It's just some tricks!" Li Shentong shouted angrily, and his sword became more and more fierce. The spiritual power in his body continued to surge, and the sword energy burst out with endless light in the air. His swordsmanship was majestic and powerful, and each sword carried infinite power, as if he wanted to chop all of Yun Li's phantoms into pieces.

However, Yun Li did not panic. His sword shadows kept changing, as if ethereal, leaving afterimages in the air. No matter how hard Li Shentong attacked, his sword energy could not hit Yun Li's body.

As time went by, Yun Li gradually gained the upper hand. His sword shadows became faster and faster, and every move was filled with endless killing intent, forcing Li Shentong to defend with all his strength. Although Li Shentong's cultivation was not weak, after all, the power of the early Nascent Soul could not be compared with Yun Li's third Nascent Soul.

"A hundred moves have passed, Li Shentong, you are nothing but this!" Yun Li sneered, and the sword light suddenly accelerated, turning into a ghostly shadow, heading straight for Li Shentong's chest.

A trace of anxiety flashed in Li Shentong's eyes. Although he was the ancient sword god, he had been sealed for many years and his cultivation was no longer at its peak. Facing such a powerful opponent like Yun Li, he gradually felt powerless. Every time he blocked Yun Li's sword light, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed, and the sharpness of the sword energy was gradually weakening.

"Haha, the number one sword god in ancient times, he's just a title, nothing more than that!" Yun Li's laughing voice echoed in the air, and the sword light attacked Li Shentong again like a ghost.

Li Shentong's eyes were burning with anger. He had never been humiliated like this before. As the former number one sword god of the ancient continent, his sword skills were unrivaled and he was unrivaled in the world. But now, he was looked down upon by Yun Li.

"You dare to look down on me? Today, I will show you what the true sword art is!" Li Shentong roared, and his aura suddenly changed. The sword intent hidden in his body completely burst out at this moment, as if the murderous intent that had been sealed for a long time was finally released.

His sword light suddenly became extremely sharp, and the long sword seemed to be ignited, emitting a dazzling light. Every time the sword was slashed, it carried an extremely sharp sword energy, as if it was going to split the sky and the earth apart.

"This is... the ancient sword art!" A trace of shock flashed across Yun Li's eyes, and he immediately realized that Li Shentong had completely burned out his sword intent and entered a life-and-death situation.

Li Shentong's swordsmanship suddenly became more ferocious, and every sword move was a fatal move, all of which were crazy attacks at the risk of life. The sword light swept over like a storm, and Yun Li had to give up the attack and retreated repeatedly. The sword shadows turned into countless phantoms in the air, constantly resisting Li Shentong's offensive.