Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

This was the first time Li Guanqi directly faced the people behind the scenes.

The other party was very likely an avatar of those people!

As for why it was an avatar...

Li Guanqi had also considered whether it might be a subordinate force of those people.

But in the end, after meeting Lu Tiancheng in the Human Spirit Realm, he gradually understood.

The matter of the Sword Spirit was of great importance.

So great it reached the heavens!

So great that those people didn't dare to use their subordinates.

Only by doing it themselves could they ensure that many things wouldn't go wrong.

Regarding the barrier between the Ten Lands and Eight Desolations of the Immortal Realm, Li Guanqi had also asked Qin Gang.

In the old man's words, there were two layers of barriers in the Three Lands of the Immortal Realm.

If one wanted to descend or transmit messages, the difficulty was very high, but it wasn't impossible.

As could be seen from the statue's conversation with Xue Chennian back then, there were still ways.

So Li Guanqi's vigilance had now reached its peak.

As for why the other party hadn't made a move yet, he didn't know what the other party was wary of...

Did he still have anything that was worth the other party's wariness?

If not, then the other party was waiting now...

Waiting for him to see clearly if he was that person!

"Huff..."

Li Guanqi took a deep breath, deciding to completely hide the existence of the Sword Spirit.

In this battle, he must not use the power of the sword tip, and even must not use the many sword techniques that the Sword Spirit taught him.

Thoughts flashed in an instant.

A red and black ghost mask suddenly appeared in Li Guanqi's hand.

The blood-colored tentacles under the mask looked unusually strange as they brandished.

Facing Li Muqing, whose momentum was like a rainbow, Li Guanqi didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

He knew too well how terrifying the Sword Spirit's power was...

He also didn't know what kind of power this fragment of the Sword Spirit had brought to Li Muqing.

He put away the Red Lotus Sword and took out the Blood Nether instead.

He put on the Rakshasa Ghost Mask, his scarlet eyes staring fixedly at Li Muqing.

His figure lowered, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, he whispered.

"Apocalypse Blood-stained Nether!"

Boom!!!

An extremely powerful pressure burst out from Li Guanqi's body!

In the blink of an eye, his cultivation aura soared to the fourth level of the True Immortal Realm!!

Zhu Lan carried his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed, and he murmured.

"This magic weapon... is of a high grade!"

Before Li Muqing was endless thunder raging, and sword energy crisscrossed, cutting through the void.

Just facing Li Guanqi, he felt an unspeakable sense of oppression.

The oncoming aura gave him the illusion that he couldn't breathe, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.

Li Muqing's eyes were cold, and anger surged in his heart.

He raised his sword to slash the void!!

Clang! Sizzle!!

The sword light flew out, instantly splitting open the pressure that enveloped him!!

Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes, sensing an unusual aura!

"What domineering power..."

Two afterimages flashed across the field in an instant, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

Figures intertwined, striking more than a hundred swords in one breath!

The sword light was as dense as rain, and the power of the two's confrontation caused the surrounding space to collapse continuously.

But Zhu Lan's eyebrows twitched.

"That guy's sword skills are so high?"

"What a little monster..."

In the seemingly evenly matched confrontation, Li Muqing was obstructed everywhere, and faintly suppressed.

Li Muqing gritted his teeth, unable to believe that the other party could contend with him!!

He had obtained a great opportunity, and the Sword Sovereign's inheritance in his mind was a full three kinds!

At the same time, far away in the Northern Jizhou, in the Great Xia Sword Sect.

"Sect Master! This... what to do?"

"We can't break it open! This is at least a fifth-order magic weapon!"

"Attack together!! Try again!!"

"We've been trying for half an incense stick..."

Several peak masters looked pale, they had all attacked the treasure cauldron for half an incense stick of time.

But the treasure cauldron's spiritual light flickered, without the slightest sign of shattering.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Qin Gang's mouth, his eyes as cold as knives.

He didn't know who was behind this attack.

Just a Golden Immortal Realm avatar was enough for him to feel that this matter was not simple.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Gang sighed.

Just when everyone thought Qin Gang was about to give up.

The old man suddenly slowly opened his mouth.

"You... wait for me for a moment, I'll be right back."

Everyone didn't understand what the old man was going to do.

Only Yuan Chengjie, who had followed Qin Gang for the longest time, seemed to have a feeling.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his heart felt a little sour as he looked at the old man's slightly hunched back.

Chu Hao frowned and said, "Brother Yuan, what is the Sect Master going to do? Could it be that there is a magic weapon in the sect that can break open this treasure cauldron?"

Pei Qinglian's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head to look at Yuan Chengjie, as if she had thought of some rumors.

"Could it be... are the rumors from back then true?"

Gu Yun was also lost in thought.

Yuan Chengjie waved his hand.

"Forget it, don't guess, just wait for the Sect Master."

Behind the Tianjian Peak, in the Sword Pavilion.

Qin Gang had no aura on him, like an ordinary old man standing in front of the Sword Pavilion.

The old man stood at the door, his throat wriggling slightly, and his eyes unknowingly turned red.

"Sigh..."

Squeak~

Pushing open the door, the old man walked step by step towards the highest point of the Sword Pavilion.

There was a layer of restriction here, a layer that only Qin Gang could enter.

The old man stood at the entrance of the stairs, hesitated for a long time, before raising his foot to enter.

The highest level of the Sword Pavilion was empty, with only a flowing and colorful long sword suspended in mid-air.

Qin Gang stood at the entrance of the stairs, choking as he looked at the sword.

"Dream... I..."

"I haven't been here for many years."

The long sword trembled slightly and let out a soft cry, as if responding to the old man.

But this sword cry made the old man's tears swirl in his eyes.

Looking closely, two small words were engraved at the bottom of the sword holder covered by the flowing light.

'Wind Whisper'

The sword body was slender and light, presenting a faint silvery-white luster.

There were delicate wave-like patterns on both sides of the sword body, as if flowing water was slowly flowing.

The tip of the sword was slightly raised, like a crescent moon, adding a touch of gentleness.

The sword hilt was decorated with exquisite cloud patterns, and carved with blooming peach blossoms.

Qin Gang moved his steps and slowly came to the Wind Whisper Sword.

And Yuan Chengjie in the square couldn't resist the soft and hard soaking of others.

Yuan Chengjie sighed, thinking that Qin Gang had decided to go to the Sword Pavilion.

He also told the story of the past to everyone.

"It's been almost six thousand three hundred years..."

"The Sect Master back then was less than a hundred years old, and had already achieved the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and his talent in swordsmanship was even more monstrous."

"Before that, he was also in the process of training, and met a woman in a valley full of peach blossoms."

"That woman's name was Yun Meng, and her sword was named 'Wind Whisper'."

"The two walked together through mountains and rivers, and spent a long time together, Yun Meng's talent was also very good, and the two's cultivation was similar."

Pei Qinglian and Luan Jin, these two women were very excited when they heard this.

They had never heard of the Sect Master's love story when he was young.

Luan Jin asked softly.

"What happened later?"

Yuan Chengjie sighed and continued.

"Later... after the Sect Master broke through to the True Immortal, he began to challenge the proud disciples of the major sects!"

"He has never been defeated in dozens of battles!"

"But the Sect Master was young and energetic, and it was inevitable that he would be a little heavy-handed."