Xiuxian Supreme in the city

Chapter 435
Jian Xi shines, his aura strikes like a rainbow, and Dao Wen dances wildly.

With all his might, Ming Zhao finally unleashed the Qian Kun Sword Art!

The Xianshan monks present were terrified, especially those who were proficient in swordsmanship, they were even more dumbfounded.

Taoism is from shallow to deep, and it is divided into several levels: Dao Jue, Zhen Jue, Supernatural Power, and Qian Kun Miao Fa.

In Taoism at the same level, swordsmanship is often difficult to learn, and swordsmanship at the level of Qiankun Miaofa is extremely rare, and it is extremely difficult to practice.

Looking at the many fairy mountains, there are no more than ten people in the younger generation who have been able to use the Qiankun Sword Art.

In the past, there was only one Mingchang in Taiyu Xianshan who could do it, but now, there seems to be another Mingzhao.

"die!"

The moment the sword formula was slashed, Ming Zhao enjoyed the awe of those monks of the same generation around him, and the arrogance in his expression suddenly became intense to the extreme.

To be honest, it was also the first time for Mingzhao to try the Qiankun Sword Art. Before leaving Xianshan, his strength had grown again, and he vaguely felt that he already had such confidence. He did not expect that the first attempt would actually succeed.

wow~
The resplendent Jian Xi almost enveloped Ye Liushang, and Ye Liushang was instantly overwhelmed by Jian Xi as he stood there.

"Has this lunatic cultivator been scared dumb by the Qiankun Sword Art?"

"Why didn't he accept the offer?"

"Did he just die like that?"

The monks around were astonished.

They clearly saw just now that this person didn't dodge or cast spells to resist.

"This is what he will end up with if he offends Xianmeng!"

After slashing out with all his might, Ming Zhao's face was a little pale, and he looked like he was about to collapse, but his ecstasy and arrogance could not be concealed.

For Ming Zhao, this sword can not only stand up for Taiyu Xianshan, but also make him proud.From now on, people in Xianshanmen will talk about the young leader of the world, and his name must be in the first echelon!
But after Jianhui dispersed, the scene in front of him made Mingzhao's smile freeze suddenly.

"what!"

"Not even dead?"

Those members of the Xianshan sect who were about to cheer for Mingzhao just now had extremely brilliant expressions on their faces.

"Not only is he not dead, it feels completely intact..." Someone stared blankly for a long time, nervously suspicious.

At this moment, Ye Liushang was standing there with his clothes unbroken, bathed in the afterglow of the sword light, like a god.

"You...how are you okay?" Ming Zhaoru was struck by lightning, his eyes nearly popped out.

He tried his best to display the Qiankun Sword Art, even the entry-level true monarch-level existence, dare not underestimate it, but this person took it without moving a bit, how could it be like this?
Ming Zhao felt that his eyes were dark, and the sky was spinning, as if the sky was about to fall.

His confidence was hit like never before!
"With this little ability, I dare to come out and run rampant, and I don't know how to live or die."

Ye Liushang didn't bother to tell the kid where he lost, his expression turned cold, and the long sword in his hand swung lightly into the air.

wow~
Everyone present was surprised to find that Ye Liushang's sword was quite similar to Ming Zhao's sword formula just now, but Ye Liushang's moves seemed to be simplified a lot.

But the seemingly random sword cut out the mystery of the Qiankun Sword Art.

That terrifying sword energy was several times more powerful than Ming Zhao's best efforts, and it didn't have the slightest sloppiness, as if it was effortless.

"you!"

Seeing that the Qiankun Sword Qi, which was supposed to kill the enemy, came back from the opponent's sword after a moment of silence, and its power increased sharply, Ming Zhao's eyes darkened, and his heart was filled with anger.

"what!"

Afterwards, the young leader of Taiyu Xianshan let out a scream, and was chopped off by the fierce sword gang without any suspense.

At this moment, all the divine power and Taoism blessings in his body were cut by that sword, and only an amulet saved his life.

Even so, there was also a penetrating wound left on Mingzhao's chest, the sternum was almost visible, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be killed on the spot.

call out!
But Ye Liushang didn't give up, his face was cold, the long sword in his hand sprang out, and stabbed the man's throat directly with the gesture of a flying sword.

"stop!"

Suddenly, another flying sword swiped out from the deep rift in the ice abyss at high speed, and at the very moment, it lay in front of Ming Zhao, blocking that fatal blow for him.

"Brother!"

Mingzhao, who was out of breath, saw the Jade Immortal Sword floating in front of him, and screamed.

Just now, he had lost all thoughts. Facing the lore of the secular casual cultivator, even if he still had a life-saving item on his body, he had no idea of ​​sacrificing it.

A tall figure swept over from the rift and landed in front of him.

"Brother Mingchang!"

The surrounding monks of Xianshan exclaimed.

"Mingzhao, it's a long journey, victory or defeat is impermanent, you don't have to do this."

Looking at the gloomy face of his junior brother, this handsome man from Taiyu Xianshan sighed in his heart.

He was still a step late.

Ming Chang knew in his heart that his junior brother was so arrogant that even he had never really been convinced. Now that he lost to that secular casual cultivator, the blow to him would be more painful than death.

On the other side, Ye Liushang withdrew his sword without any surprise.

The surrounding members of the Xianshan sect held their breath, thinking that Ming Chang would win back this breath for his junior brother, but after waiting for a long time, the two of them remained calm.

Ye Liushang glanced coldly, turned around and disappeared into the Bingyuan Rift.

Ming Chang took a deep look at Ye Liushang's back, but he didn't move after all. He bent down, trying to help his junior brother get up and heal him.

"Leave me alone...cough cough..." Ming Zhao shook off his senior brother's hand, his face was pale, he coughed up blood, raised his head, and gritted his teeth word by word: "If I were senior brother, you would never Let that kid leave alive!"

"If you didn't forcefully perform the Qiankun Sword Art just now, at least you can last a few more moves."

This handsome man of Taiyu Xianshan's abstinence style didn't seem to be angered by his junior brother's words, but lightly gave him some advice.

"What's wrong with me?" Ming Zhao stared angrily, obviously he didn't think there was anything wrong with using the Qian Kun Sword Art!
At least, he just succeeded!
"This person's Sword Heart Dao Realm is probably higher than mine. If you use that kind of dangerous move in front of him, it can be said that it is full of loopholes, and you also lost to your own sword in the end."

Ming Chang glanced at the sword marks left on the surrounding ice walls, and explained the mystery in one word.

"graft……"

Ming Zhao's pupils shrank, and he was stunned for a long time.

The surrounding monks of Xianshan also looked at each other, as if they suddenly understood something.

"Damn it, why does a mere secular casual cultivator have such an extraordinary sword heart state!"

After suddenly awakening, Ming Zhao's eyes turned red, very unwilling.

"This is also something that Brother Wei can't understand." Mingchang's expression flashed a little bit, and then he quickly recovered, "Let's go, under the ten-thousand-year glacier, something extraordinary has appeared. That person, look I have already noticed it, he and I don't want to waste our energy here."

"Something out of the ordinary?"

"I see!"

"Let's go."

The surrounding monks were all moved when they heard the words, and then rushed to the road, everyone's face was a little hot.

Ming Zhao swallowed a elixir handed by senior brother, calmed down for a while, and said in a cold voice: "Senior brother, if I hadn't fallen into the other party's trap by forcefully performing the Qiankun Sword Art just now, it shouldn't be difficult to kill this person, right? "

Ming Chang turned around blithely, leaving behind a faint echo.

"You are not his opponent, so do it yourself."

"..." Ming Zhao seemed to be struck by lightning, his face turned extremely ugly, and he was almost angry again.

(End of this chapter)