Nine Realms Sword Master

The dark golden sword aura flew out from the simple blade, like a roar of an angry dragon, a dead sword was sacrificed, life and death were determined.

True person Sanyu's complexion changed. At this moment, an unprecedented sense of crisis covered his whole body.

He has never had such a sense of crisis since he set foot on the Soul Dao, this is a sense of crisis of life and death!

What is it that can give him this feeling?

"That sword? Not good!"

The heart of Sanyu Zhenren slammed and roared, and a huge lotus flower was in full bloom under his feet.

That was the magic weapon passed on to him by the master of Sanyu Zhenren. He had never used it for more than a hundred years, and he never wanted to use it in the past.

But today, in the face of a small person in the spirit state, he used it.

In the dark, the real person Sanyu seemed to see a mad dragon that danced around the world and pounced towards him. At that moment, his soul was trembling.

Death Dragon Sword, strong when strong! The stronger the opponent, the more terrifying the power it exerts, this sword surpasses everything before! Bai Ye had swung the Death Dragon sword more than once, but this sword was unprecedentedly terrifying.

The lotus blossomed completely, and then shrunk again. The beautiful petals completely wrapped the real person Sanyu, the sword aura blasted, and the beautiful petals were completely shattered, and the real person Sanyu was directly penetrated by the sword energy. The shoulders to the abdomen were completely cut open, and the person fell from the air, and fell to the ground trembling wildly, whether it was alive or dead.

Everyone, including Leng Shuang, was shocked.

A pair of eyes were round, and fear and despair filled his pupils.

The real person Sanyu...the second in command of the Tianhongzong, the existence of the head of the seven real people... was cut off by a sword...

"teacher!"

"Real people!!"

The disciples of Tianhongzong rushed over.

Bai Ye quickly retracted his sword, dragging his exhausted body back.

His steps are extremely heavy, this sword seems to hollow out his body, and he can't run much faster.

Although the Tianhongzong people were frightened by this sword, they did not dare to step forward, but Bai Ye expected that the people in the goddess' palace would only be aware of this sword.

more importantly...

The few goddess palace masters who were sent by Longyue to monitor him in the dark have already witnessed all this.

"this is?"

After running for an unknown amount of time, the pale white night stopped panting.

It’s a long way from the Palace of Goddess.

You must find a safe place to recover, and then contact Qianlong, now the gate of Goddess Palace must have gathered masters of soul repair, and you can't approach it.

Rumble...

suddenly.

The whole Goddess Mountain shook suddenly.

Bai Ye hurriedly stabilized his body, but the shaking frequency became greater and greater, and the ground cracked, as if the sky broke and the ground cracked. He accidentally slashed directly down the hillside.

.....

.....

"what happened?"

Long Yue led a group of goddess palace masters rushed out of the palace, and many people at the birthday banquet also flew out, and they seemed to hear the roar of the angry dragon vaguely.

"It's Venerable Dragon Spirit!"

"Venerable, save the teacher!"

"Save the real person!"

The disciples of Tianhongzong, like a straw for life, rushed over one by one, knelt down in front of Longyue, begging.

Long Yue stared at these people. Many of them were in despair, and their eyes were still filled with indispensable fear, especially Leng Shuang. She was sitting on the ground with white lips and whispering to herself, as if crazy.

And not far from Leng Shuang, there was a person upside down, his shoulders were completely chopped off, his bones were clearly visible, and blood was flowing all over the ground. Upon closer inspection, he was actually the head of the seven real people of Tianhongzong Sanyu.

"Then... is that the real Sanyu?"

"What's going on? Sanyu real person... unexpectedly... became so? Who did it?"

"Quick, come on!"

The guests of the birthday feast rushed over. These people are representatives of various sects, and they have some friendship with the real person Sanyu.

The people in the Goddess Palace immediately treated the wounds for the real person of Sanyu, urging the soul to stop the bleeding and stabilize the injury, but he can survive such a serious injury. It is already a great fortune. This cultivation base is afraid. It is going to be extremely severely damaged.

"What happened? Who did this?" Long Yueshen asked.

"Yes... it's a person in the spirit state... a guy in the spirit state did it."

A Tianhongzong disciple shouted with a trembling voice: "The real man... the real man was cut and wounded by a guy of the seventh rank of Qi and Soul!"

"This is impossible!"

Immediately someone jumped out to refute him. It was Chang Hou, the elder of the Longevity School. He stared at the disciple, and his white beard trembled: "I have met the real person Sanyu for dozens of years. I know his strength and he is a martial soul. A realm master, no one in the Despair Realm can match it. It's a mere qi-soul realm, which is like an ant in the group domain. How could it hurt the real Sanyu? You are lying!"

Not only Changhou, but many people present also thought so.

Qi soul state hurts Wu soul state? This is nothing short of the world!

"Could it be that a certain expert concealed his own strength and made these disciples mistakenly believe that he is a person in the spirit and soul realm, but in fact he is an unworldly expert?" Feihuang Pavilion veteran Zhang Shanshui said.

"possible!"

"It must be so."

"Only this can explain it!"

People agreed.

But those disciples kept their heads down and shook their heads.

"No...no... that person's breath... is indeed a person in the spirit state, he has no pretense..."

"It seems that these disciples were very scared, Venerable Dragon, can you prepare some medicine for the disciples of Tianhongzong to heal their injuries? They are all the seedlings of the group domain. Give up like that." Zhang Shanshui said with a fist.

"Let’s not say that they happened in front of the Goddess Palace. Just say that they are the guests invited by my Goddess Palace. We will not sit idly by. Don’t worry, I will arrange it." Long Yuedan Tao.

But at this moment, several people squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards these Tianhongzong disciples.

The leader is Xiahou Yingcai, the elder of Wanjianmen.

I saw him three steps forward, standing in front of the disciples, with a serious face, and whispered: "You said that the real Sanyu was injured by a person of the seventh rank of the spirit realm? That person has a long sword on his waist, and his age is about Twenty or so? Wearing a gray-brown robe?"

"Yes..." The disciple nodded.

When Xiahou Yingcai heard it, her face was red and white, and changeable.

"Elder Xiahou, what's the matter?" Zhang Shanshui asked.

"Unexpectedly... I didn't expect that Shengjian was cut off by such a terrifying opponent. If even the real person Sanyu was defeated by him, then my Wanjianmen would take revenge, I am afraid it will be extremely difficult." Xia Hou Yingcai shook. Shook his head and sighed again and again.

People look more and more suspicious.

Now everyone knows that there is an incredible existence in the group domain.

A seventh-order youth in Qi and Soul realm with terrifying power!

Long Yue thoughtfully, but did not speak.

"Go and investigate now! Test whether you are eligible to enter the Chuzong!"

The representative of the Vientiane Gate in the crowd whispered to the people beside him.

"Yes."

At this moment, the earth shook suddenly, and the whole Goddess Peak was like a lone boat in a storm, shaking unstoppable.

Long Yue looked around, inexplicably.

"what happened?"

"Who does it?"

"I didn't feel any spirit power fluctuations. This seems to be not man-made. Could it be an earthquake?"

The souls were puzzled.

But this tremor only lasted for less than ten breaths, and then stopped, and there was nothing unusual around it. People naturally attributed to the earthquake.

"Strengthen the mountain gate and search for the earthquake point. I went to see the Young Palace Master, and arranged accommodation for these Tianhongzong guests, and sent people to Tianhongzong to heal their injuries, and inform the Tianhongzong Master of the situation of the Sanyu real person. As for the birthday banquet, it must not be interrupted, it will be carried out as scheduled, and remember, there must be no more problems, otherwise the palace lord, you will be guilty!"

Long Yue shouted at the maids beside her, her voice cold and solemn, and the maids nodded one after another, not daring to neglect.

Among the crowd, Gong Yue, Yu Feng, and Mu Qingqing stood together, Gong Yue's expression ugly, Qianlong thoughtful.

"Where is the lord?" Gong Yue turned his head and asked Qianlong in a low voice.

"You go back and do your own thing. Don't pay attention to the others."

Qianlong said indifferently and left alone.

Gong Yue's eyes flashed with strange light, and he left with the crowd.

Soon, the gate of the Goddess Palace returned to quiet.

The birthday banquet is also going on lively.

....

At this moment, in a mountain stream, Bai Ye was lying weakly in front of a large rock, looking at a small mountain not far away with his tired eyes.

The violent shaking dropped him off the hillside, and after falling on this big rock, he also understood why the shaking occurred.

It turned out that there was a brass gate at the foot of the mountain, and the reason for the vibration was that the gate opened.

The door seemed to have been hidden here, but somehow it opened by itself.

Bai Ye was puzzled, rested half of the incense on the spot, and under the urging of Qianlong Ring and Linghua Tianhun, the man recovered his strength and walked towards the gate.

But when approaching the door, a familiar smell floated into the nasal cavity.

"This is the smell of a dead sword."

Bai Ye froze for a moment, and when he turned his eyes, he suddenly saw a deep sword mark on the gate.

This sword mark...

Bai Ye suddenly realized.

It turned out that when directly attacking Real Person Sanyu, Jian Qi didn't stop after cutting away Real Person Sanyu, and directly blasted on the gate.

What a coincidence, there can be no more coincidence.

Is this a crooked hit?

The death sword sword energy smashed the barrier of the gate, causing the gate to open by itself, causing the earthquake to tremble.

"This is also a kind of chance, but I don't know what is inside this gate. Is it related to the Goddess Palace?"

Bai Ye thought about it, carefully walking inside.

After not taking a few steps, a stone stele appeared in the line of sight, with some fuzzy characters carved on it.

"What about the demons and demons? I broke the ten thousand magic with a single sword!"

"So impressive! Which kendo expert left this?"

Bai Ye praised, staring at these words, and his heart was inexplicably surging.

These characters are carved with swords, every stroke and stroke are vigorous and powerful! The material of the stele is not ordinary stone, and it is possible for extraordinary people to leave marks on it.

Bai Ye looked at it for a while, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be something in the font.

"Who made this place?"

Bai Ye thought, more interested, and continued to walk inside.

After walking for a while, it came to the end. At the end, there was an altar. The periphery of the altar was covered with rusty swords. There were twelve swords in all, big or small, each one was different. In the center of the altar, sitting cross-legged A withered bone seems to have been dead for a long time.

Is it possible that this dry bone is the owner of the altar?

Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes tightened, and he stepped forward, staring at the front of the withered bone.

However, there was a jade sign standing in front of the dead bones. On the jade sign, there were a large number of villains on the canvas. Each of the villains was covered with red and blue lines and sitting in different movements.

The red line represents the tendons and the blue line seems to be the soul vein. This is... a sword technique?

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