Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 453 Using Sand as a Sword
Li Yunsheng remembered the sword intent he felt in the first sandstorm earlier.

"Try it."

he muttered to himself.

"Try?"

Lu Canghuang on the side was confused.

Before he could figure out what Li Yunsheng was talking about, he saw Li Yunsheng took a step forward holding Nangongyue's hidden shadow.

I saw Li Yunchang's sword pointing directly at the direction of Qin Xiao and Lu Yun, the two masters of the Immortal League, and a wave of coercion came out of his body.

Then the flying sand all over the sky suddenly sank, and a terrifying sword force fell like a mountain top.

Although Lu Canghuang could see that Li Yunsheng was accumulating sword power, he still didn't understand why Li Yunsheng did it suddenly. After all, no matter how powerful the Autumn Water Sword Art is, the distance is so far and the opponent is on guard. Impossible to succeed.

But immediately, Lu Canghuang realized that he had made a big mistake.

Suddenly, he found that just when Li Yunsheng's sword power was accumulating to a frightening level, a sword intent was like a scorching midsummer suddenly blowing a cold winter wind, soaking him bit by bit from feet to head , Lu Canghuang only felt that in front of this sword intent, he was like a child who didn't know how to walk, and completely lost the power of defense.

"What a terrifying sword intent, no, why is the artistic conception of this sword intent so similar to the breath of the sandstorm before?"

Lu Canghuang's throat twitched, and suddenly he realized that he had seen another terrifying thing in Li Yunsheng: this kid controlled the sword intent in the sandstorm!
But even so, he still didn't understand what Li Yunsheng was going to do, until he suddenly felt a prickly pain in his cheek, a fine grain of sand slid across his cheek, and easily drew a wound on his face.

No matter how strong he is at the moment, his body is the body of a real monster. In any case, it cannot be cut open by a small grain of sand, even such a small bloodstain is impossible.

"This is not sand, this is... a sword!"

He suddenly understood what Li Yunsheng was going to do.

Then his soul clearly sensed that Li Yunsheng was using the sword intent he learned from the sandstorm to control the flying sand shrouded in his sword power.

The sword that was originally like a dead thing began to have a soul at this moment. It began to flow with the wind, and finally merged into the wind completely. It began to look like a dragon hovering in the sky, staring at Qin Xiaolu in the distance Cloud two.

"The third form, keep a low profile."

Following Li Yunsheng's soft scolding, a dazzling brilliance shot out from the hidden shadow, and the entire desert seemed to be filled with this dazzling brilliance.

And the "evil dragon" hovering above Li Yunsheng's head, which had been waiting for a long time, also roared out along with this dazzling brilliance, and the grains of sand dyed golden were full of the sword spirit of the sword bearer. It roared out in the direction Li Yunsheng pointed at.

If it is said that every grain of sand is a sword, then the number of swords hidden in Li Yunsheng's style of hiding his light at this time is completely innumerable.

Only after this sword strike did Li Yunsheng truly master the sword style in the Qiushui Sword Art.

Lu Canghuang could imagine how Qin Xiao and Lu Yun would feel in the face of this sword.

Just as he imagined, before the sword arrived, Qin Xiao seemed to be stunned by the terrifying sword force, and even forgot to escape or resist. It felt like a person saw something that he would never understand. Things are the same.

And that Lu Yun is better, after all, the state of mind and strength of a master in the holy realm lies there.

But this sword also made him very unwilling. He may be able to rely on his cultivation base in the holy realm and be able to resist this sword with all his strength, but behind this sword is his understanding of swordsmanship, and even his understanding of the way of heaven. He felt beyond reach.

This is completely inconsistent with the gap between the two realms.

"Could it be that the rumor that there will be a demon in Qiushui in 300 years is not a joke? Could this be the next Xu Honghu?"

A picture of Xu Honghu appeared in Lu Yun's mind.

In the end, he didn't make up his mind to face the sword head-on. Rather than worrying about his physical body being injured by the sword, he was more worried that his Dao heart might be shaken after facing the sword.

"This son must die, there can't be another Xu Honghu in Qiushui!"

He pulled up Qin Xiao's whole body to use all the true energy, and then shot up into the sky, only then was he able to avoid Li Yunsheng's way of keeping a low profile.

But even so, he was still stabbed by more than a dozen grains of sand turned into flying swords. If it wasn't for his strong true energy, he might have been stabbed into a sieve before he escaped.

And Qin Xiao was even worse, because of a moment of hesitation, half of his body was destroyed by sand and turned into flesh and blood, howling in misery.

The two quickly retreated to a safe area, and Lu Yun helped Qin Xiao seal several big holes and fed a few pills of rebirth.

"This little bastard, bastard, I'm going to kill him, kill him!"

After the pain eased a little, Qin Xiao cursed with a distorted face. Even though he was usually peaceful, he was the most vengeful in private. It can be said that he must take revenge. Directly destroy that person's family, and the children will either be sold as slaves or prostitutes.

Lu Yun on the side didn't answer, but just stared in Li Yunsheng's direction with a livid face.

"Yes, the sandstorm is coming, he is dead!"

Qin Xiao followed Lu Yun's line of sight, and found that the sandstorm had already reached Li Yunsheng's position, and felt extremely refreshed.

"It's just this way of death, it's cheaper for him!"

Qin Xiao immediately gritted his teeth regretfully.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his face froze.

Seeing that the sandstorm was about to tear Li Yunsheng into pieces, but at this moment, he saw that Li Yunsheng took out an umbrella from nowhere.

While opening the paper umbrella, it propped up all the flying sand in the sky.

Li Yunsheng and his party were all unharmed.

So Qin Xiao and Lu Yun, who were stunned, watched Li Yunsheng helplessly, and walked step by step with an umbrella in one hand, strolling into the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun.

"You and that Yuxuzi are really old monsters, a little monster..."

Looking at the rolling yellow sand above his head accompanied by lightning bolts, Lu Canghuang said with emotion.

"I just got some credit from Senior Yuxuzi."

Although he made the rotten wood and flower umbrella by himself, Li Yunsheng was as shocked as Lu Canghuang at the moment.

Because Yu Xuzi didn't describe this umbrella too much, it was just one of the hundreds of usages of talismans in his book, and he didn't even delve into the power of this umbrella too deeply.

That's why Li Yunsheng was so surprised when he saw this situation.

However, this umbrella can withstand the violent sandstorm. Li Yunsheng felt that besides Yuxuzi's map, it must have a lot to do with the rotten wood. He could feel that when he was struggling with the sandstorm, there was a vast breath of life coming from here. The cut longwood overflowed, constantly counteracting this terrifying power of heaven and earth.

"In the past, some people said that the old man Yu Xuzi gave up his cultivation because he was frightened by the way of heaven, but in my opinion, he was not frightened by the way of heaven, but rather a glimpse of some truth about the way of heaven."

Lu Canghuang said with emotion.

"Is it the truth?"

Hearing this, Li Yunsheng's heart skipped a beat.

Secretly said: "What truth did senior Yuxuzi see?"

Now, looking back and thinking about it carefully, whether it's the talisman, the drawing of the dragon, or the rotten wood that grows the flower umbrella, the Taoism researched by Yu Xuzi seems to be dealing with something.

This is like preparing for a certain disaster in advance, and each of these preparations is not like an ordinary cultivator, but more like preparing for a certain law of heaven.

"It would be great if I could meet senior Yuxuzi."

Li Yunsheng secretly thought.

At this moment, he has accumulated a lot of confusion in his heart, about himself, about Qiushui, and about the Tianyan clan and Shizhou.

(End of this chapter)