First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 511: The first of the 3 swords
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“Qiu Hengkong, it really was you who leaked the secret to Su Yi in advance, traitor!”
Tao Yunchi cursed.
Those descendants of the Tianshu Sword Sect all had a gloomy face, and they all reacted.
What they didn’t understand was that since Su Yiming knew that Elder Zhou was going to kill him, why did he dare to come tonight?
What’s even more incredible is that he actually declared war on Elder Zhou directly!
This is totally unexpected.
After all, Zhou Fengzhi existed in the early stages of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and was the inner sect elder of their Tianshu Sword Sect. How could it be that a youth in the Yuanfu Realm could compete with her strength?
Jiang Li was in shock, Su Yi’s move was undoubtedly too bold, and even a little unreasonable.
Even Zhou Fengzhi was stunned.
His eyes were as bright as electricity, he looked at Su Yi from a distance, and said, “Knowing that I’m going to kill you, you still dare to take the initiative to provoke you. So, you have prepared enough cards?”
“Hold cards?”
Su Yi shook his head for a while, “If you kill a character like you, why use your trump card?”
The tone is casual, with unabashed disdain.
“Crazy!”
Zhou Zhiqian couldn’t help sneering, “Su Yi, maybe no one can cure you in Da Zhou, but in this Da Xia, with your arrogant temperament, sooner or later disaster will come! Of course, I I’m even more worried that you won’t survive tonight!”
Those heirs of the Tianshu Sword Sect also sneered.
“Friend Su, your opponent is me!”
In the distance above Jinlin Lake, Yu Wenshu’s iron-like voice was heard. The torrential rain poured down, sword intent surged on his body, and his voice contained a rare trace of anger.
Tonight, this is the duel between him and Su Yi.
But who would have thought that at this moment, he, the sword head of the younger generation of Tianshu Sword Sect, was ignored…
Everyone sensed Yu Wenshu’s anger.
Zhou Fengzhi said directly: “Su Yi, I promised not to be involved in the showdown between Yu Wenshu and you. Now, you can go to war.”
“You want to take this opportunity to see, what kind of trump card does someone Su have, dare to kill you tonight?”
Su Yi’s eyes were full of ridicule.
Zhou Fengzhi was shocked and her eyes flashed.
Before he could speak again, Su Yi strode forward with an oil-paper umbrella, “Don’t waste any more time, within three swords, I will give you a death.”
“Senior nephew Yuwen, you can see that it wasn’t me who intervened in the showdown between you and this Su Yi, it was him… seeking death himself!”
Zhou Fengzhi’s eyes showed murderous intent.
On the lake in the distance, Yu Wenshu’s face was a little ugly. He Su Yi didn’t want to lose to his own hands, but he knew that he would die, and he also died in the hands of a spiritual transformation cultivator?
Tao Yunchi and others all showed signs of pity. Between the three swords, give Elder Zhou a death?
They all doubted whether this surnamed Su had the life to make three swords!
Jiang Lifeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, always feeling that something was wrong.
Qiu Hengkong’s heart hangs in his throat, and he becomes more nervous than ever.
Zhou Zhi had an excited smile on his dry lips. He had been waiting for this day for a long time!
It’s just that even he didn’t expect that Su Yi would be so arrogant that he didn’t know how to live or die.
“First Sword.”
The light and fluttering voice still reverberated in the rainy night. Su Yi still held the oil-paper umbrella in his right hand. Only the left hand, which was carried behind his back, stuck out and slashed across the sky with his parallel fingers like a sword.
Shout!
A simple, clear-colored sword energy swept out, glowing with an illusory and ethereal luster in this rainy night.
There is no earth-shattering power, no terrifying sword intent.
This sword is like becoming a part of heaven and earth, like the torrential rainstorm, like the deep night full of chills, like the dense autumn and mist in the void.
Naturally, there is no trace.
Huh?
Zhou Fengzhi’s pupils shrank suddenly.
This sword is obviously bland, but when this sword strikes, it makes him feel extremely dangerous.
It’s as if the torrential rain pouring down from the sky, the deep night, and the endless autumn mood are all integrated into this sword.
And he himself, like being regarded as a heresy by everything in this world, wants to discard and erase!
What kind of kendo is this?
Zhou Fengzhi is not a little cultivator who has never seen the world. With his cultivation in the spiritual realm and his status as an elder of the Tianshu Sword Sect, he has seen many storms and waves over the years, and how rich is his experience?
But at this moment, he couldn’t see the mystery hidden in this sword! !
The feeling of deadly danger as piercing as a blade made Zhou Fengzhi have no time to think about it.
“Get up!”
Amid the loud shouts, a purple spirit sword swept out from Zhou Fengzhi’s body, carrying a monstrous thunder, which was like a dragon, stirring up the rainy night sky.
Purple Ting Spirit Sword!
When Zhou Fengzhi stepped into the spirit realm ten years ago, an ancient spirit sword was personally given by the headmaster of the Tianshu Sword Sect. The body, the power is amazing.
In the past ten years, Zhou Fengzhi’s own cultivation and hard work have cultivated this sword day and night.
As soon as this sword came out, everyone present was shocked.
Spirit sword Zi Ting, which shines on Zidu, and leads thunder down, is one of the most famous spirit swords hidden in the Tianshu Sword Sect’s Treasure Pavilion!
However, no one expected that Zhou Fengzhi would sacrifice this sword as soon as the battle started.
What everyone didn’t expect was that after the sword was sacrificed, Zhou Fengzhi squeezed the sword mark with both hands and displayed the unique kendo skills he was famous for——
Xuan Ting Sword Art!
Boom! !
Zi Ting Lingjian uttered the sword cry of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and Yao Jiao’s sword set off a surge of purple lightning, shattering the rain curtain and illuminating the night sky.
The kendo power released at that moment made everyone’s body stiff, and they all felt suffocated.
The spirit-transforming realm is above the three realms of Yuandao.
As for Zhou Fengzhi’s shot at this moment, she used all her strength, so you can imagine how terrifying that power is.
However—
I saw that under Su Yi’s bland sword, purple lightning exploded all over the sky, like thousands of fireworks blooming in the night, fire trees and silver flowers, light and rain splashing.
Clang! !
This is followed by a deafening bang.
Yao Jiao Rulong’s Purple Ting Spirit Sword shuddered violently, and flew out.
And Su Yi’s sword energy remained unabated, and he cut straight at Zhou Fengzhi.
The momentum is unstoppable!
“This…”
Zhou Fengzhi’s face changed greatly, a thunderous sound came from his lips, and his sleeves were swollen, and a seal was formed in front of him.
Om!
A large mountain transformed by thunder rises up from the ground and stretches in front of Zhou Fengzhi.
Turn thunder into mountains!
But in just a moment, there was a loud bang, and this Leishan, which was enough to block the full blow of the monk from the same realm, was like a piece of paper and was split open by a sword.
The raging power swept through, the smoke filled the air, Zhou Fengzhi’s figure shot backwards, and it was only after more than ten meters away that she stood firm.
Seeing that he was damaged in a flash, his long hair was messy, his face was pale, and there was blood flowing down the corner of his lips, and the pair of eyes were full of horror.
The audience was dead silent, and in the torrential rain, people were dumbfounded.
With a single sword, a character in the Spirit Transformation Realm was wounded! ?
You must know that Su Yi is only at the Yuanfu realm!
“How could…”
On the lake in the distance, Yu Wenshu’s face changed suddenly.
Before, he thought that Su Yi would rather die under Zhou Fengzhi’s hands,
I don’t want to lose myself either.
But now it seems that he guessed wrong, and was wrong!
Jiang Lifeng narrowed her eyes, and Yurong was full of shock.
Qiu Hengkong was sluggish there, what kind of sword would it be to injure someone like Zhou Fengzhi in the Spirit Transformation Realm with the potential of destroying the dead?
Tao Yunchi, Gu Tengying and other Tianshu Sword Sect descendants showed pity, indifference and ridicule in their expressions, all of them were completely dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.
Breaking their heads, they didn’t expect such a scene to happen!
“How powerful is Su Yi’s accomplishments in kendo?”
Yue Shichan was relatively calm, and she was the only one who knew that on Shuyun Lake last night, Su Yi had personally killed Huo Tiandu, the great elder of Yuntian Shrine.
Before he came to Jinlin Lake tonight, Su Yi had already reached the middle stage of Yuanfu realm!
Under such circumstances, Yue Shichan is naturally not worried that Su Yi will lose.
Only when she saw the style and power of Su Yi’s sword with her own eyes, Yue Shichan couldn’t help but be shocked, and finally realized that the gap between herself and Su Yi in kendo attainment is completely different!
“Second Sword.”
Indifferent voices sounded in the rain curtain.
Su Yiwu held an umbrella in one hand, his figure crossed in the air, and the other hand turned his fingers into a sword, which he cut out lightly.
Shhh!
The clear-colored sword aura rose from the sky, and compared with the first sword, it seemed more plain and simple.
If the heaven and earth are regarded as an “autumn rainstorm map”, then Su Yi’s sword is like a stroke of Danqing’s hand.
It’s still raining heavily and the night is dark, but the picture scroll adds a touch of chilling to the bones.
Zhou Fengzhi’s expression was unprecedentedly solemn. He had fully realized that something was wrong. Seeing this sword coming, he did not hesitate to use his trump card.
“Get up!”
His big sleeves swayed, and the Purple Ting Spirit Sword slashed out thousands of times in an instant, and a billowing purple thunder burst out in the sky, pouring out into the world.
Sword Yin Xuan Lei moves nine heavens!
The sky above the huge Jinlin Lake is full of dazzling purple thunders, which are splendid and splendid, like the water of the Tianhe River that has burst its dykes, crashing down.
In that scene, Jiang Li, Yu Wenshu and others couldn’t help but feel numb and horrified.
Undoubtedly, this is Zhou Fengzhi’s ultimate move!
However—
When this sky-filled purple thunder and lightning sword energy appeared in the “Autumn Night Rainstorm”, it was wiped out by a sword energy swung by Su Yi’s brilliant hand like Dan Qing, and they all dissipated like a tide.
Like the dust falling on the drawing paper, it was wiped away.
And when Su Yi slashed with this sword.
Zhou Fengzhi’s color changed completely, and she couldn’t help but let out a terrified shout ~IndoMTL.com~ for the first time to dodge, she didn’t dare to shake it.
This sword is too domineering, and it has the power to be indestructible!
Boom!
The sword roared, and the world trembled.
Even though Zhou Fengzhi had evaded in time, he was still swept away by the sword intent that enveloped all directions, half of his body was chopped off, and blood was splashing like a waterfall.
The remaining half of his body also has fine cracked sword marks, which are on the verge of being shattered.
At this critical moment, Zhou Fengzhi gave up the body without hesitation and swept out the soul, thus avoiding the blast of the sword energy.
“It’s only two swords, so I can’t take it anymore. It seems that I thought highly of you before.”
In the rainy night in the distance, Su Yi’s disdainful and indifferent voice sounded.
Looking at the others in the arena, they were all stunned and lost their voices.