Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 351
As the blurred figure on the altar said these words, the wind in the autumn water mountain made a whistling sound, and then the fallen leaves all over the mountain were blown up, gradually covering the sky above the head.

But in the next second, the black raindrops passed through the leaves, and the leaves all over the sky suddenly turned into nothingness, and there was no trace of existence.

And it is at this moment, at the moment when the black raindrops pass through the leaves.

A sobbing sound of sword chant pierced through the whistling wind and appeared in everyone's ears.

Apart from the thrilling penetrating power of the sword chant, what made everyone pay more attention was the vitality contained in the sword chant. This full vitality made people feel that this was a living sword.

And at this moment, it is angry, shouting, and roaring.

He was as alive as a human being.

So curious people followed the sound of the sword and looked over, and finally saw the sword.

Similarly, they also saw the person holding the sword, that person was the blurred figure on the Qiushui altar.

For some reason, this blurry figure who is not very tall, but his appearance at this time makes people feel respectful.

I saw him standing on the high altar of Qiushui, facing the huge Heavenly Punishment Formation, facing the slanting black raindrops, this figure did not flinch in the slightest, and the face that could not be seen clearly was tall. He raised his head high, exuding an unruly air all over his body.

"Cut, immortal..."

Just when the black rain that filled the sky was no more than a hand's reach away from the altar, the word "Zhanxian" shot straight into the sky with the sound of a sword.

The sword in the vague figure's hand was unsheathed without warning.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, whether it was the fallen leaves flying in the air or the black raindrops, there was only a straight golden streamer slowly rising from the altar of the Sword Tomb, and he swiped little by little. Breaking the sky, as if to divide the world into two.

Until this golden streamer met the Heavenly Punishment Formation above the autumn water, the time that seemed to stand still did not resume its flow again.

But when they saw that this stream of light directly split the Heavenly Punishment Formation and the sky above their heads, they realized that it wasn't that time stopped flowing, but that the sword was so fast that it made people feel that time stood still.

Immediately afterwards, everyone could only hear a shrill neighing sound from the Heavenly Execution Formation, the huge opening was suddenly closed, and the drops of black rain had already been wiped away by this sword.

However, when the Heavenly Punishment Formation disappeared, the momentum of this sword surged again. The light that originally connected the sky and the earth like a thin line suddenly burst open when the Heavenly Punishment Formation closed, turning into countless fierce sword gangs like fireworks. shoot out.

This scene of the sword gang bursting like the essence is like the fluctuations generated during the explosion, wave after wave, centered on the Qiushui altar, and where they pass, there are countless practitioners of Qiushui who have tried to meddle in it. All of them are decapitated.

Even the rest of Kyushu outside Qinglian Immortal Mansion can see the sky, the dazzling light emitted by this sword, and the cold sword intent mixed in the wind.

"You idiots, don't you understand by now?"

Sword Buddha Xu Shen looked at the sword eagerly, feeling the decisive meaning in the sword.

"It was Qiu Shui who abandoned you!"

He cursed with grief and indignation.

But Nangong Lie looked at the sword, and the hand that was in the sleeve suddenly clenched his fist tightly and said:
"It's really one sword cold ten states."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, as if he was trying to comprehend this sword.

The destruction of the Heavenly Punishment Formation was something that Cao Keng had never thought about, so he seemed to lose his voice when he saw this scene, unable to utter a word.

"wrong."

Suddenly, he spoke as if he had come to his senses.

"I haven't lost yet. At this time, Qiushui Ying is very weak. It's a good time for us to attack!"

He said with eyes wide open.

But he just said those words, and what happened in Qiushui made him completely desperate.

On the Qiushui altar, the vague figure suddenly thrust the sword in his hand into the altar.

"In such a troubled world, I don't care if I don't stay!"

He suddenly cursed angrily, and then his figure turned into a gust of wind and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

The moment he said these words, the mountains of Qiushui began to shake violently, and a sharp bird song suddenly came from the ground of Qiushui.

Immediately there was only a "boom", and the whole autumn water suddenly rose from the ground.

The surviving disciples of Qiu Shui only saw the surrounding scenery falling rapidly, and they were already on the top of the white clouds in the blink of an eye.

Just when they didn't know what happened and why the whole autumn water suddenly rose from the ground, the cultivators who looked at the autumn water from a distance, as well as the people watching through the phantom, could see clearly.

I saw a giant bird with wings of hundreds of miles, suddenly crawled up from the ground of Qiushui, and on its back was the whole sitting Qiushui!

Immediately, the giant bird made a neighing sound that pierced the clouds and fog, and instantly a cold breath spread like a tide, and the land with a radius of a hundred miles instantly turned into an ice cave.

"Kun, Kunpeng?! Divine Bird Kunpeng?!"

Looking at the giant bird that kept exuding a chilly aura, Cao Keng stammered in horror.

He just opened his mouth when he said that, the giant bird that was so big that he had to look up at it neighed again, and icicles fell from the sky like flying swords.

"Teacher, why is this divine bird, Kunpeng, at the bottom of Qiushui?"

Cao Keng asked the old man in the water moon mirror anxiously while commanding the cloud boat to set up a defensive formation.

"If you are as old as me, you must have heard a legend. In ancient times, a Taoist circled the sky of Shizhou on a big bird for several days, and finally landed in a swamp and barren land in Yingzhou. , and then the giant birds turned into mountains."

The old man in the Shuiyue Mirror spoke slowly and without hurry.

"The teacher is saying that the big bird is Kunpeng, and these mountains are Qiushui today?"

Cao Keng still looked at the old man in the Shuiyue mirror with a puzzled expression.

"Exactly."

The old man nodded with a smile, his face was not at all flustered like Cao Keng's.

"Master, you already know all this?"

Seeing the old man's expression, Cao Keng was in disbelief.

"Yes."

The old man still nodded calmly.

"Since the teacher already knew about it, why did I let many disciples of the Xianmeng die in vain?"

Cao Keng asked a little angrily, if he had known that Qiushui still had that sword and the divine bird protecting him, he would never have attacked Qiushui so hastily.

"If you don't do it, how can Qiushui be willing to obediently leave my land in ten states?"

The old man sneered.

(End of this chapter)