Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 725 Swordsman, Lord of Hundred Soldiers

"Shen Yue, your master Xu Hun and I are old acquaintances..."

"The majestic Cangyun Sect master, how come he has fallen to the point of making friends with others?"

Just as Liu Mu opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the red-haired man named Shen Yue who smiled. When he laughed, his eyes would be narrowed, and he looked like a superficial smile.

"Your master doesn't dare to speak to me like that."

Liu Mu suppressed the anger in his heart, and said calmly.

"Aren't you still living ten years ago? The world has changed."

While speaking, Shen Yue pulled out a horizontal knife from his waist.

At the same time that Hengdao was out of its sheath, a scorching blue flame wrapped around Hengdao's body.

"Get out of the way quickly, I don't have time to spend here with you."

His tone suddenly turned cold, and he pointed at Liu Mu in front of him provocatively with the horizontal knife wrapped in blue flames.

Although two people can walk side by side on this mountain road, Shen Yue made it clear that he wanted to put Liu Mu and Liu Mu's disciples to death, so he wouldn't let the road out of the way.

"Too deceiving!"

Even if Liu Mu could bear it, he couldn't just ignore the life and death of his disciples.

As he said that, he saw the long sword "Canglang" being pulled out of its sheath at his waist, and a vigorous and heroic sword intent rushed out of the scabbard, and the bright white sword light instantly enveloped Shen Yue.

I don't know if it's because I haven't met the sword cultivator of the orthodox sect for a long time, Liu Mu's sword actually made Li Yunsheng's heart skip a beat, and a long-lost sense of intimacy surged into his heart.

Besides, Shen Yue, in the face of Liu Mu's sword, did not panic, and swung the green flame horizontal knife in his hand, and the swords collided with each other with a "clang", and the surging wind and sword energy were there. There are traces left on the cliff.

Although Liu Mu's sword has the demeanor of a master, it is obviously weak in succession when he strikes the sword, it seems that his true energy is not good enough.

And Shen Yue seemed to have seen this early on, he didn't compete with Liu Mu in swordsmanship, he just slashed at Liu Mu one after another, and the blue flame on his blade was like The tarsal maggots were attached to the long sword in Liu Mu's hand, corroding the blade of his long sword bit by bit.

As Liu Mu didn't bring up his true essence in time, the long knife in Shen Yue's hand slashed out, and only heard a "clang", Liu Mu's sword was directly split in two by Shen Yue's long knife, and his left shoulder was chopped off. A long scar.

"puff……"

Liu Mu spat out a mouthful of turbid blood.

He lost.

"Hahaha, hahaha, the lord of Cangyun Sect is just the defeated under my Shen Yue!"

Shen Yue let out a long laugh.

"He... fell into trouble."

Dongfang Li looked at Liu Mu with complicated eyes.

Although Liu Mu concealed it very well, Dongfang Li still judged from his intermittent, sometimes strong and sometimes weak real energy that he had fallen into trouble.

"Ah."

Li Yunsheng just nodded, unmoved, still staring at Liu Mu who was trembling all over.

Liu Mu trembled all over, naturally not because of fear or pain, but because he was unwilling.

Li Yunsheng had seen this kind of unwillingness and powerlessness of the long sword before the old man faded away many times in the five elders of Xinyuting, Zhou Bozhong and the others.

And on the square where the notice was issued in Kunlun City, many cultivators watching from the sidelines also saw this scene from the phantom image.

Although the Cangyun Sect has gradually declined in recent years, its former reputation is still there. In addition, there was a leader who took over the mountains and sea ports before. Many people in Kunlun City remembered Liu Mu's appearance.

"It's really a new generation replacing the old ones. The Cangyun Sect, Liu Mu, and those ancient Sword Cultivation Sects in the past were so majestic. I don't want to be reduced to a field today, lost to a younger generation."

"What a pity, these old sects are falling apart and falling apart. I'm afraid that after this mountain and sea meeting is over, there will be no more sword cultivators in Shizhou."

"The world has changed, these old things, no matter how much they jump around, it's just a waste of cultivation resources."

Some people lamented, some lamented, and some sneered.

"Cang Yunzong, it's over."

The situation in front of him seems to be a conclusion.

However, in the face of defeat, Liu Mu just lost his mind for a short while, and immediately regained his grip on the broken sword, and stood in front of Shen Yue, completely ignoring the blood gushing from his shoulder and the wound that was corroded by Qing Yan.

"You continue to go up, I will block him."

He spoke calmly and firmly.

He's defeated, but he's not dead yet.

"Are you disciples just watching your master die?"

Before the disciples behind him could answer, Shen Yue put the bloody horizontal knife on his shoulder, narrowed his eyes and sneered.

"Master!"

Xu Chongan, who was standing at the front of the line, wanted to squeeze over with a sad face.

Yu Yan just looked at Li Yunsheng.

Except for Li Yunsheng, she didn't care about other people's life or death. She helped Cang Yunzong before, but she was only afraid of exposing Li Yunsheng's identity, so she helped them by the way.

"Let me do it."

Seeing that Xu Chong'an was about to squeeze over, Li Yunsheng hesitated for a moment, but reached out and held him down.

"You can't! Junior brother, let me pass."

Xu Chongan was extremely eager.

Li Yunsheng shook his head:
"I'm close, I'll come."

"Let me do it, you will be exposed."

Seeing this, Dongfang Li immediately sent a voice message to Li Yunsheng.

"It's okay, it's not important."

Li Yunsheng shook his head with a smile.

As he said that, he stepped out one step at a time, bypassing Dongfang Li and Yu Yan in a strange figure, and appeared directly behind Liu Mu before even Yu Yan could stop them.

"Didn't I let you go, go!"

Although Liu Mu was talking, he didn't look back, and still stared at Shen Yue with a sword in his face guardedly.

"Master, take a break."

Li Yunsheng patted Liu Mu on the shoulder.

As he spoke, he drew his sword, walked past Liu Mu, and finally stood in front of Liu Mu with the sword.

"Xiao Ye, what are you doing, you are no match for him!"

Seeing this, Liu Mu was a little anxious to pull Li Yunsheng.

"Master, I, Cangyun Sect, cultivate the awe-inspiring sword intent, with an awe-inspiring righteousness, and go forward indomitably. Although ten thousand deaths cannot be retreated, the disciple's heart will be destroyed if he retreats."

Liu Mu was taken aback by Li Yunsheng's words.

"Very good, very good, the master-student love is deep, really touching."

Shen Yue smiled and patted the back of the hand that was holding the knife.

But before his smile faded away, the long horizontal knife on his shoulder suddenly slashed at Li Yunsheng.

This knife came so strangely that even Yu Yan who was behind Li Yunsheng didn't have time to guard against it.

Seeing that the knife was about to fall on Li Yunsheng's head, the long sword in Li Yunsheng's hand trembled and slapped Shen Yue Hengdao's knife with a huge force. On the side of the cliff, a deep knife mark was left on the rock.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?"

Shen Yue was stunned.

"Awe-inspiring sword defense style, turbulent waves hit the shore."

After Li Yunsheng finished speaking, the long sword in his hand stabbed out very naturally.

"What bullshit Haoran sword, bluffing."

Seeing this, Shen Yue held the knife in both hands, and the green flames of the horizontal knife in his hand skyrocketed. A huge knife shadow wrapped in blue flames slashed towards Li Yunsheng. When the huge knife shadow was about to approach Li Yunsheng, it suddenly dispersed, filling the sky Like a goose feather, it wrapped Li Yunsheng in it.

However, following the "嗡" sound of a sword sound, a straight white sword light pierced through the shadow of the sword in the sky, piercing Shen Yue's left shoulder with a sword, and the shadow of the sword in the sky turned into foam and dissipated.

"Hao Ran's sword attack style can be solved easily."

Without waiting for Shen Yue to ask again, Li Yunsheng said to himself.

Saying that, he took another step forward.

He seemed unwilling to give Shen Yue another chance to breathe, and then raised the long sword in his hand, but this time, the sword in his hand was no longer stabbing but cutting.

Although Shen Yue suffered a shoulder injury, his cultivation was not damaged.

How could he dare to be careless at this moment, his whole body was ignited with cyan flames, and as he drank all his life, a cyan flame formed countless sword shadows, rushing towards Li Yunsheng like a torrent.

But soon, all his momentum, once again, came to an abrupt end with a "jumping" sword cry.

A mighty sword energy, like a mountain wind blowing towards the face, blew away all the blue flames that filled the sky.

Then, a bright white sword arc flashed in front of Shen Yue, and his two arms holding the knife suddenly gushed blood, and then fell together with the horizontal knife in his hand.

"Ok?"

"what……!"

Looking at his fallen arm, Shen Yue had a face of disbelief at first, and then with a burst of pain, his expression completely collapsed, and he began to cry in horror.

"Cang Yunzong's mighty sword attack style, the Milky Way falls nine days."

Li Yunsheng still calmly "explained" to Shen Yue in front of him.

After speaking, he stretched his arm holding the sword forward, keeping the long sword in a vertical posture with his arm, and with a cold and sharp edge, he divided the sky in front of him into two.

"Take the majestic green mountains as your pride, use the turbulent torrent as your blood, and use the misty mist as your energy, cultivate my invincible sword intent."

With an indifferent face, he chanted the Haoran Sword Art.

A mighty sword intent descended suddenly.

Then I saw the long sword in his hand slashing across the blue sky in front of him. The blade of the sword was like a light and shadow falling from the sky, sliding down from the highest point in the sky. A group of disciples washed away completely.

Looking down from the virtual image, the dense sword energy is really like a waterfall, flying down from the mountain road of Kunlun Mountain.

The awe-inspiring awe-inspiring sword intent even covered the entire Kunlun City from afar.

"The swordsman is also the king of a hundred soldiers."

In the past ten years, the sword cultivator has been lonely, and the ancient sword cultivator sects have declined one by one.

You have practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years, cultivated the sword energy of the past few decades, and cultivated the sword intent for more than a hundred years. You are no match for the heavenly treasure in the hands of an ordinary cultivator. born depressed.

But the sword at today's Shanhai meeting undoubtedly smashed all the ridicules and sarcasms in the past ten years. At this moment, the sharp sword sealed by rust once again shone across the ten states.

Feeling the awe-inspiring sword intent that was so familiar, Liu Mu was stupefied for a moment, and then confused, but immediately, he remembered what Old Liu (the former head of Cangyun Sect) had said to him before he left. The exhortation, the face that was a little twisted because of confusion, suddenly stretched out, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of the mouth.

"It's really him."

(End of this chapter)