Chapter 72 Ten thousand swords unite! The sword cuts Fengyue! A sword that will surely shock the world!
"Choke——"
The crisp sound of swords resounded throughout the entire fairy city.
Looking around, countless magical swords soared into the sky. They carried endless sword light and cut through the bloody light that shrouded Fengyue Fairy City without hesitation...
In an instant, the sky was completely covered by sword energy, and the sharp and dazzling sword light gradually formed a field around it.
Sword Domain!
This is the sword domain that belongs exclusively to Ji Changfeng.
"Shua——"
The sword energy swept across.
The surrounding ghosts were immediately stunned!
The sky also regained its clarity at this moment.
A faint ray of sunlight shines into Fengyue Immortal City, giving the desperate cultivators in the city a glimmer of hope of survival.
"The supreme master of Qingyun Sect? Can he save us!"
"I don't want to die yet! Save me!"
"Damn old thief Fengyue!"
At this moment, wandering between life and death, everyone could not help but curse Old Demon Fengyue, which was in sharp contrast to the previous ones...
Obviously a moment ago, they were still protecting Feng Yue.
But the next second, the old demon Feng Yue they were protecting wanted to take their lives.
How ridiculous is this?
Zhou Yixian hugged Xiaohuan and hid in the corner.
His face was a little uncertain, and he held a special talisman in his hand. Whenever something went wrong, he would immediately activate the escape talisman in his hand and escape from Fengyue City with Xiaohuan...
"Boom!"
A magic sword rushed into the sky.
Among them, the four fairy swords headed by them are particularly eye-catching.
Zhan Long, Mo Xue, Tian Ya, Han Bing!
The four fairy swords exuded sharp sword light, and wisps of sword energy pulled them, constantly wandering around.
Although Qi Hao's Ice Fairy Sword is not a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.
But it is also made from Arctic ice crystals.
Very powerful!
"Your Excellency, do you dare to take this sword from me?"
Ji Changfeng looked at Old Demon Feng Yue calmly.
He stood in the air, one hand behind his back, and the other hand showed a sword-pointing posture, pulling countless flying swords!
"Choke——"
Looking around, he was surrounded by countless magical swords. They were constantly flying, exuding sharp sword energy, and there was a vague appearance of ten thousand swords uniting into one.
See this scene.
Feng Yue Lao Mo's eyes darkened slightly.
His robes were flying, and his whole body was exuding overwhelming blood energy, just like a peerless blood demon.
"What a Wan Jian Gui Yi! What a Mo Xue Divine Sword!"
"Who are you?"
"When did the Qingyun Sect give birth to a swordsman like you?"
Feng Yue Lao Mo's tone was a little heavy.
He was certain.
If he hadn't mastered the blood refining method.
Then he is definitely no match for the young man in front of him...
Hearing this, Ji Changfeng smiled lightly.
He did not answer Feng Yue Lao Mo's question, but calmly took a step forward.
"Shua——"
The sword light reaches the sky!
An astonishing sword intent erupted instantly.
"Qingyun Ji Changfeng, please die!"
The clear voice resounded throughout the surrounding world.
In an instant, Fengyue Immortal City was all shocked.
Countless casual cultivators stared at the white-clothed figure above the sky, with a slightly shocked look in their eyes.
Such characters are truly magnificent!
"Qingyun Ji Changfeng? Which elder of Qingyun Sect is this? Why haven't you heard of it at all?"
"I haven't heard of it either. It seems that there is no Shangqing elder named Ji in Qingyun Sect, right?"
"There is no one named Ji among the top seven leaders..."
The casual cultivators around him were talking a lot.
Qi Hao stared at the back in a daze, with a hint of excitement in his eyes. Only this kind of people are worthy of his following...
There are only such people.
Only then can we lead Qingyun Sect to glory!
A touch of tenderness flashed in Lu Xueqi's eyes.
She looked at Ji Changfeng's back silently, as if she was thinking of the Qimai Martial Arts Competition not long ago. At that time...
He is also so high-spirited!
Zhang Xiaofan listened to the discussions of the casual cultivators around him and said with some pride: "Senior Brother Seventh is not an elder, he is just a Qingyun disciple who has been in the profession for less than five years..."
As soon as this statement came out. The surrounding casual cultivators were immediately shocked.
What?
Less than five years old?
This...
They looked at Ji Changfeng's back in disbelief.
You have achieved this level of cultivation in less than five years since you started?
Hiss - what kind of monster is this! ?
In the corner, Zhou Yixian's eyes flickered slightly, and he was also shocked by Zhang Xiaofan's words.
You've already reached the highest level of cultivation within five years of entry? This...
Zhou Yixian looked at Ji Changfeng and sighed slightly in his heart - this boy will definitely lead an era from now on!
"Boom!"
Above the sky, thousands of swords are firing!
Countless flying swords soared into the sky, falling like raindrops, and finally merged into one in mid-air!
The name of this sword is - Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!
"Whoosh!"
The bright sword lights continued to merge.
In an instant, the sword light headed by Mo Xue's four immortal swords slashed towards Old Demon Feng Yue.
"Not good!"
Seeing this scene, Old Demon Feng Yue was immediately shocked.
He quickly shook the Hundred Soul Flag in his hand, mobilizing a surge of blood energy and forming a bloody shield in front of him.
"Boom——"
The giant sword fell vertically, and the sharp blade broke through Ancestor Fengyue's shield bit by bit, and slashed straight towards his Tianling Cap...
"Impossible! Impossible!"
"I have mastered the art of blood refining, who dares to kill me? Who can kill me?!"
Fengyue is as crazy as a devil.
His eyes were filled with rich blood, and his whole person instantly went crazy.
"Break it for me!"
Fengyue Laomo mobilized all the essence and blood in his body.
His entire body shriveled up at this moment, and a trace of madness appeared in his sharp eyes.
"Boom——"
The sword light fell vertically.
Even though Feng Yue Lao Mo used a special blood-burning technique and consumed most of his blood essence, he still failed to block Ji Changfeng's sword in the end...
"Chi!"
Mo Xue's divine sword instantly turned into a sword light.
It breaks through layers of obstacles.
It instantly pierced into Feng Yue Lao Mo's heart.
"Bang——"
Old Demon Feng Yue flew backwards in an instant, and the Mo Xue Divine Sword pinned him to the wall of Feng Yue Immortal City.
This moment.
He finally understood.
Even if I had mastered the art of blood refining, I would still be no match for this young man...
"Whoops!"
At the same time, tens of thousands of flying swords fell.
Immediately, Feng Yue Lao Mo shot a Thousand Swords Piercer on the spot.
He couldn't die anymore in an instant.
For a while.
The whole place fell into silence.
Everyone looked over blankly.
I saw flying swords stuck on the city wall, and the shriveled corpse of Old Demon Feng Yue was pierced by several fairy swords and nailed to the city wall...
"Come."
Ji Changfeng waved his hand and recalled Mo Xue's four fairy swords.
He looked directly at Fengyue Immortal City below, and saw a large formation covering the entire city.
"Shua——"
Ji Changfeng gently waved the sword in his hand.
"Boom!"
The next moment, huge sword energy poured out.
The sword energy instantly cut through the formation.
Let the casual cultivators inside see the light of day again.
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(End of chapter)