Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 174 Wushuang loses his composure, the Taoist wields his sword

Chapter 174 Wushuang loses his composure, the Taoist wields his sword
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Intensive impact sounds began to sound from Zhao Shouyi's side, and flying swords pierced the sky. The sound of piercing the sky was mixed with the sharp sound of swords. Needless to say, people could feel the power of these flying swords.

These flying swords that Wushuang City has collected for many years are peerless magic weapons in themselves, and now in Wushuang's hands, they show their fangs without hesitation.

On that day, the Kingdom of Khotan easily defeated Tang Lian and the others, and it was even easier to pass through the gravel.

It is a pity that this time, without exception, all the eleven world-famous magic weapons returned without success.

"This is."

Seeing this situation, Song Yanhui couldn't help but change slightly.

If an attack like Wushuang's was placed on an ordinary Xiaoyaotianjing, the opponent would have already been seriously injured.

But right now, even Zhao Shouyi's defense was not breached.

"The elephant power of the great dragon in Mount Qingcheng."

"It's that turtle shell again!!"

Looking at Zhao Shouyi who was standing there without moving an inch, Wushuang's eyes burst out with anger.

He tried his best, but the opponent didn't move at all. This was a great shame to him.

Immediately, his thoughts changed sharply, his arms stretched out, his five fingers spread out, and then he slapped his chest hard.

The eleven flying swords that were out of their sheaths seemed to have been sensed. They folded in mid-air, turned around, and quickly attacked Zhao Shouyi. This blow was not aimed at killing, but breaking the defense.

Zhao Shou cocked his eyes, looking at this childish blow, a little funny.

"Sister Yin..."

Xiao Lan looked at the flying sword that pierced through the sky at such a high speed, she was a little nervous.

Outside Wushuang City, the wind was howling, and the sky was heavy, as if it had been crushed.

Yin Luoxia held the little girl's little hand and stood aside with a calm expression.

"Although the sword control technique is mysterious, but this little guy's realm is not enough after all, so he can't hurt the little Taoist priest."

As soon as Yin Luoxia finished speaking, Zhao Shouyi calmly stretched out his other hand that was not holding the sword, and then flicked his index finger.

There was only a crisp sound of ding, which clearly reached everyone's ears.

The eleven flying swords seemed to have collided with a piece of meteorite from the sky, unable to advance an inch.

"This is impossible!!!"

Seeing this scene, Wushuang's pupils shrank involuntarily, unbelievable.

This is one of his few tyrannical ultimate moves now.

Even his master had never confronted this move head-on.

The superimposed power of flying swords is definitely not a simple one plus one.

There are thirteen flying swords in the Wushuang sword box, and six swords are enough to resist the Xiaoyaotian Realm, of course it is just to resist.

But starting from the seventh sword, every time a flying sword is added, the power is no longer simply superimposed, but almost doubled.

When you reach ten flying swords, you will be able to defend the general unfettered realm undefeated.

The thirteen swords together are sword immortal level combat power. Generally speaking, the sword immortal can completely control the thirteen swords of the Wushuang sword box, but even if the thirteen swords are released together, they can rival the sword immortal even if they do not reach the sword immortal.

Right now, the power of the eleven flying swords is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Xiaoyaotianjing.

But he was blocked by Zhao Shouyi's finger. Such an impact was still too great for Wushuang.

Ordinary people don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and their eyes are shallow. They will see some novel things and feel that they are eye-opening.

But Wushuang is different. He was born in Wushuang City, and his guide was Song Yanhui, the lord of Wushuang City. No less.

But today, Zhao Shouyi blocked a flying sword with a single finger. This matter was really beyond his estimation, or beyond his cognition.

After seeing this scene, Song Yanhui and the elders of Wushuang City became more dignified.

Most of them knew what Wushuang's blow meant. Now that Zhao Shouyi blocked this earth-shattering blow with one finger, his level of strength was no longer at the same level as theirs.

"The Immortal Ascension Profound Realm, the gap... shouldn't be this big..."

An elder with white beard and hair, his eyes were a bit dark, but the surprise revealed in it was beyond words.

Peerless City is a hundred-year-old city, and there are records about the Immortal Journey to the Profound Realm, not to mention too many details, but some general aspects of it have been summarized by the predecessors, and now the little Taoist priest on the other side has shown the actual combat power , and those things in the records do not match at all.

That's why this elder was so strange and puzzled.

"Dual cultivation of Dao and Sword, he and Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen walked the same path, but it seems that he has already walked in front of that Dao Sword Immortal..."

"Blue out of blue is better than blue..."

Seeing Zhao Shouyi bounce off those eleven flying swords with ease, the expressions of everyone in Wushuang City became more and more complicated.

"First sword!"

Just as Wushuang Yujian retreated, Zhao Shouyi's first sword struck down.

In the illusion, a long river appeared behind him.

This long river has no end and no way to come.

The river in the river flows calmly, and each figure rises and falls in the river, just like the tens of thousands of living beings in the world of mortals.

There is a river in the world, which is called the past life, and there is a boat on it, which can cross people's three lives.

In this river, they seem to have seen the passage of time, the change of seasons, the change of dynasties, and the vicissitudes of life.

"Sword potential??"

When everyone came back to their senses, they saw an awe-inspiring sword light blooming in the sky and the earth, like the Milky Way rewinding and venting to the world.

"not good!!"

Song Yanhui and the elders of Wushuang City were greatly moved.

Without thinking too much, they jumped forward, and at the same time, their internal strength exploded without reservation.

The blow in front of them gave them a creepy feeling.

Climbing high and looking up at the sky, you will first know the mystery of the universe; climbing high and looking into the distance, you will finally know the vastness of the world.

These masters standing in the Xiaoyaotian Realm, and some even stand at the peak of the Xiaoyaotian Realm, only then do they know the horror of the Immortal Traveling Profound Realm, no, it should be said that this self-proclaimed Qingcheng Mountain Taoist is terrifying.

Wushuang couldn't stop this blow.

Wushuang will die, and even Wushuang City behind them will be affected.

They can't sit idly by, Wushuang is the hope of their Wushuang City, and Wushuang City is their foundation.

"Fantasy Sword..."

Feeling the sword up close, Yin Luoxia's cherry lips trembled slightly.

If it was said that Zhao Shouyi's use of Taoism to subdue the black scale shark gave her the feeling of surprise and amazement, then now there is only fear.

Breaking the river with a palm, opening a mountain with a sword, all became a joke in her eyes at the moment.

Just like what Li Hanyi said when he taught Lei Wujie a lesson in Dengtian Pavilion, one person, one sword is enough in the world.

The sword light was like water, and the sword intent twisted the surroundings, turning into a sword force. Yin Luoxia hugged Xiaolan into her arms, and pressed her small head into her chest.

The sword light was too sharp, and she burst into tears at the first glance.

Xiaolan is young and her eyes are immature. If she is not careful, she may go blind directly.

"This bastard... Taoist priest, don't you care about us..."

(End of this chapter)

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