Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 124 Sword Qi Generates Red Lotus (Subscribe, Recommend)
Seeing misty clouds and mists, there is a mountain below which was flattened by a sword, and there is a huge martial arts platform on it.

The platform has a radius of one hundred feet, and the surroundings of the stone platform seem to be empty, but in fact, there is hidden power of formations circulating.

"Here we come." At this time, on the Yujiantai, a group of disciples who had just started to look at the normal sword light in the sky suddenly said excitedly.

On weekdays, Yujiantai is the place where Ziyang Temple disciples fight against each other, so there is not only an area dedicated to fighting, but also a place to watch the battle.

As Zhou Yu followed Chang Zheng's sword light down, he saw that in addition to the 32 new disciples Chang Zheng had mentioned, there were also a dozen or so old disciples of Ziyang Temple protecting him.

The leaders were Chang Hao and Chang Le, and the reason why he spotted these two at a glance was because Feng Xiaoping was standing there with a cheerful face.

In front of the crowd, Wang Ziyang stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a purple Taoist robe, with silver-white hair all over his head, and his face was rosy, and he looked even more immortal.

"Master."

"Master."

Zhou Yu and Chang Zheng stood on the high platform used for martial arts, and bowed their hands together.

"Get ready, let's start." Master Ziyang said warmly.

In front of a group of disciples, he did not choose the kind of long-winded words of advocacy.

But as soon as these words came out, the entire Yujiantai suddenly fell silent, as if there was a hidden anxiety in the air.

While the atmosphere became depressing, there was also an incomparably looking forward to it, which was constantly brewing.

For these novice disciples, there is nothing more attractive than the big scene of Yujian flying and sword aura.

Because this kind of method that looks like a fairy is something they can get after hard work.

"Junior Brother, please." Sensing the expectations of his disciples, Chang Zheng stretched out his hand and suddenly a fiery red long sword began to swim around him.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Chang to condense his sword intent. Since that's the case, please forgive me."

Feeling the bursting sword intent faintly emanating from the flaming long sword, Zhou Yu's heart shuddered, and he said immediately.

"go."

As soon as the words fell, the Qingming sword whizzed away from Zhou Yu's side, like a blue-white electric light, and in the blink of an eye, it covered a distance of tens of feet and arrived in front of Chang Zheng.

"It's so fast." The disciples on the viewing platform saw this scene, and their hearts stopped immediately.

boom!
The next moment, just when they thought that Chang Zheng would be defeated by the Qingbai sword, they heard a sharp explosion followed by the crisp sound of metal colliding.

Suddenly, the bluish-white sword light and the fiery red sword light are separated at the touch of a touch.

"Junior Brother, it's better to use some real skills." Chang Zheng said, and glanced at the real Ziyang on the viewing platform.

"In that case, senior brother, be careful." Zhou Yu heard a smile on his face.

"Senior uncle is still the same uncle. Although he didn't give magic weapon or sword intent, but now it seems that he wants to use the hand of senior brother Chang to give me guidance." Thinking of this point, Zhou Yu immediately stopped holding back.

Since Master Ziyang is watching over him, he can use it with confidence.

Buzz!
In an instant, Zhou Yu held the Qingming sword, and a cold sword energy shot up to the sky.

But within a few breaths, one after another sharp sword energy spread all over his back in a form visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint sound of water waves surging to the sky.

"Go." The next moment, Zhou Yu's sword art paused.

Behind him, countless bluish-white sword qi roared towards Chang Zheng, like a big wave, distorting the space the sword qi passed through.

Boom!

Faced with such surging sword energy, Chang Zheng's face also began to become serious.

It seems to be just sword energy, but there is a seemingly invisible sword intent in it.

"Not bad." As Chang Zheng said, he immediately slashed at the surging sword energy.

In an instant, as a crimson sword light lit up, countless fiery red sword qi roared out, like a blooming flame, immediately annihilated one after another blue and white sword qi.

Obviously it was just a collision of sword qi, but as the bluish-white sword qi and fiery red sword qi continued to annihilate each other, there was an aura like white mist flowing out between the two.

And with the birth of this white mist breath, the sky around it began to become blurred as if it was really covered by thick fog.

"Senior brother, be careful." At this time, Zhou Yu reminded, and immediately struck out a series of sword tactics with both hands very quickly, and fell into the Qingming sword.

Buzz!
In an instant, as one after another of the sword formulas entered the body, the Qingming sword immediately changed continuously, and on the cold light of the sword, there were one after another that seemed to be substantive.

As soon as these sword gangs appeared, even if they were separated by tens of feet, everyone on the viewing platform felt that there were countless swords beside their ears, and at this moment they were all contending.

At this moment, dozens of sword gangs derived from the Qing Ming sword were continuously intertwined in the sky, giving birth to endless sword energy, and then formed an extremely huge sword cloud, covering the entire martial arts platform.

"Broken." As soon as Jian Yunfang appeared, Zhou Yu shouted coldly.

Regardless of the white mist of sword qi that was generated when it collided with the red sword qi, countless Qingming swords immediately poured towards Chang Zheng's direction like a torrential rain.

Different from the previous sword qi, at this moment, the sword roaring out from the sword cloud is not half-transparent at all, and each handle seems to be a solid body.

Even though the sword couldn't be seen clearly because of its white mist, but as the bluish-white long sword poured out continuously, the sound of the heavy sword falling to the ground was extremely loud.

It's easy to think that Chang Zheng at this moment should be pierced by Wan Jian.

"With the help of the Drop Cloud Sword Formation, the sword energy is generated. This Drop Cloud Sword Art is not bad. It finally has some charm, but just this is not enough to deal with Chang Zheng." On the viewing platform, Watching this scene, Wang Ziyang stroked his beard and said.

As soon as Wang Ziyang's words fell, under the whistling of blue and white swords all over the sky at this moment, the white sword mist that had just filled the martial arts stage gradually dissipated.

Instead, it was a fiery red lotus flower.

This fiery red lotus is extremely huge, occupying a radius of nearly ten steps.

On the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, there are bluish-white long swords inserted one after another at this moment, looking miserable and miserable.

"Junior Brother, be careful, Senior Brother is going to make a move." At this moment, a voice full of enthusiasm from Chang Zheng came from inside the fiery red lotus.

At the same time, the outermost layer of the fiery red lotus, which occupied a radius of ten steps and appeared to be extremely huge, was suddenly lifted away.

It was like a flower blooming, but as the outermost petals unfolded, Zhou Yu found that the blue and white sword gang inserted on it began to shatter.

And as it shattered and scattered in the space, a fiery red lotus flower the size of a palm was born suddenly.

One after another...

(End of this chapter)