Chapter 1430 Mahayana Sword Cultivator

"Daoyou Tiantong, this Fengyun Wujian seems to be a little different from the past." A voice suddenly sounded in the ear of Tianmou Saint Lord. Tiantong Patriarch naturally recognized the owner of the voice, which was Jin Baiyu beside him; Tiantong Patriarch also frowned slightly, looking at Fengyun Wujian, with a strange light in his eyes. "Daoyou Jin also felt it? Today's Fengyun Wujian, although in terms of realm, is still at the peak of the realm of transcendence, but there seems to be a layer of mist on his body, which makes people feel unfathomable. This seems to be very different from the past. If you and I have this feeling, either he has cultivated some strange magical powers, or..." "The former is okay, if it is the latter, it would be too shocking. In the past tens of thousands of years, the human race has not produced a Mahayana cultivator. If it is true as Tiantong Daoyou said, the human race will soon soar into the sky, a great spiritual master. It can already shock the North Sky. If there is one more Mahayana sword cultivator, wouldn't the human race be able to compete with the Bone Race? "

"With the amazing magical power that the Great Spirit Master had previously displayed, even if several Mahayana masters of the Bone Race joined forces, they might not be the opponent of the Great Spirit Master alone. If the human race led thousands of races to invade the Xuanhuang Realm, the result would be self-evident. "

"Not necessarily. Fengyun Wujian has been stuck in the peak of the Tribulation Realm for more than ten thousand years, and in recent years, it seems that no one has successfully reached the Mahayana stage. "

"Let's wait and see. After all, this is the human race. Internal affairs, this Ji Gang is just an unknown person in the Sword Spirit Realm, but now he has jumped out to compete for the position of the domain master. It can be seen that the Sword Spirit Realm is gradually declining. "

"Thinking back to the days when the Sword Spirit Realm was in its heyday, Mo Junhuang once fought a Mahayana cultivator from the Bone Clan for a day and a night at the peak of the Tribulation Realm. In the end, neither of them could do anything to the other. It was that battle that made the Sword Spirit Realm the leader of the four spiritual realms. It is also exciting to talk about it. Over the years, before the Great Spirit Lord, although the human race had a long period of Mahayana vacancy, but with the sword cultivators The terrifying fighting power can also maintain the survival of the race. I didn't expect that after only ten thousand years, the Sword Spirit Realm has become so desolate. I just don't know if Fengyun Wujian can turn the tide and defeat Qiu Menghen, the outsider. "

The Four Saints of the North Sky discussed secretly. On the square, Qiu Menghen's body had already burst out with a faint green sword energy, which was like waves, rising and falling towards the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, it covered the area within dozens of feet around him. At the same time, from his body, a shocking sword intent rushed into the sky. Above the void, a group of white clouds were floating, and a big hole was directly broken by this sword intent.

With a dragon roar, the ancient sword behind Qiu Menghen flew up through the air, carrying a light green light, and rushed into the sky. Qiu Menghen's body also emitted dazzling sword light. It turned out that his body was used as bones to transform into a 100-foot green giant sword. The giant sword also flew up at the same time, and it merged with the ancient sword and turned into a 100-foot divine sword, emitting rolling sword energy like waves, breaking through the white clouds around. The huge divine thoughts on the 100-foot divine sword instantly locked onto Fengyun Wujian.

The divine sword fell from the sky and was almost ten feet in front of Fengyun Wujian in a flash.

The sharp sword energy on the tip of the sword was already stirring the long robe on Fengyun Wujian's body.

"Body and sword merged into one?" The Four Saints of Beitian were also stunned.

The state of unity of body and sword is the eighth state of the nine-fold sword realm. The body and sword are united, and the body and sword are united. With the huge divine thoughts, the mind is concentrated and the tangible sword is united. The blood, bones, flesh, divine consciousness, and sword essence are all united, and a shocking blow is launched, which can create the world and destroy one side.

It was with this kind of sword intention that Mo Junhuang fought the great master of the bone clan on equal terms. It has shocked the two domains of Beitian and Xuanhuang, and also made many great master of the spirit clan look at him with new eyes and dare not provoke him easily. After all, the great master fought on equal terms with a peak master of the tribulation, which can be said to be a loss of face. If he lost, wouldn’t he have no face to stay in Beitian.

It is this fear that prevented the spirit clan from accelerating the oppression and exclusion of the human race, and also gave the human race time to breathe. It can be said that the sword spirit domain has made a great contribution to the human race’s current situation.

But Fengyun Wujian on the opposite side was still calm and composed, without any movement, which surprised the Four Saints of Beitian. You know, the sword cultivator's body and sword combined into one attack, even the Mahayana cultivators dare not underestimate it.

As the leader of the Sword Alliance back then, Qiu Menghen was at the same level as Mo Junhuang. After ten thousand years of seclusion and hard training, although he had not broken through the Tribulation Stage, he had already reached the highest realm of the sword cultivators in the Tribulation Stage. This seemingly hundred-foot divine sword was condensed by endless power. If it really exploded, it would probably be able to destroy tens of thousands of miles of mountains.

The Four Saints of Beitian believed that they could not do it. Could it be that the combat power of Fengyun Wujian in front of them was even greater than theirs?

In fact, it was not only them, Xiao Lin was also shocked. He himself was also a sword cultivator, and naturally understood the horror of Qiu Menghen's attack. If it were him, except for escaping in advance, it would be impossible to survive this attack.

Bai Xingge's face was full of worry, his fingers were clenched tightly, and he didn't even realize it, which showed how nervous he was. Ji Gang next to him had a look of joy on his face. He didn't expect Feng Yun Wu Jian to be so arrogant. Facing Qiu Menghen's all-out attack, he was still so arrogant. He really didn't know how to live or die.

In the entire square, only the Great Spirit Master and Fengyun Wujian were still calm and composed. In Fengyun Wujian's eyes, the hundred-foot divine sword had turned into millions of sword energies, crisscrossing and weaving together, but he His eyes instantly locked on one of them.

Fengyun Wujian stretched out his right hand, revealing his long and white fingers. The index finger and middle finger were slightly opened, and everyone around him could even see the process of opening his fingers.

"Qiang"

"Boom boom boom"

Behind Fengyun Wujian's feet, explosions began to explode one after another, extending to dozens of miles away. Large pits with a size of a hundred feet and bottomless appeared.

"Ah" There was a sound of surprise from all around. When the smoke and dust dispersed, they saw Fengyun Wujian and Qiu Menghen, standing only a few feet apart. Qiu Menghen stabbed out with the ancient sword in his hand, and in Fengyun Wu Jian was a few feet in front of him, but he could no longer stab him. Fengyun Wu Jian clamped the tip of the sword between his two fingers, his face calm.

Qiu Menghen's face was filled with shock, disbelief, confusion, and confusion, but finally she regained her composure.

"When did you break through?" After a long time, a plain but extremely melancholy voice sounded from Qiu Menghen's mouth.

"Hundreds of years ago, right?" A faint voice sounded from Fengyun Wujian's mouth.

"I really didn't expect that I was defeated by Mo Junhuang ten thousand years ago. I only lost half a move. Ten thousand years later, I was defeated by you again, but I couldn't resist even a single move. It's just that Qiu I don’t understand, why don’t you kill me?”

"Why should I kill you? You were not the one who murdered the old Territory Lord, and it was not your intention to poison the five elders. Even you and the old Territory Lord were just competing for love, and there was no life-or-death feud. What's more, Fengyun Wujian has always admired your persistence in swordsmanship. Because of your failure in half a move, you disbanded the sword alliance and went into hiding to practice hard. Would such a person care about the position of the Sword Spirit Domain Lord? "

"You know everything?" Qiu Menghen was slightly shocked, and her words were trembling.

"If you want others not to know, you have to do nothing unless you do it yourself. My dear friend Qiu, your life is both successful and defeated by love. Love makes you work hard and concentrate on the sword. At the same time, it also blinds your eyes and taints your soul, making you You can never get over the emotional barrier you set, so how can you take that step of transcendence?”

Hearing this, Qiu Menghen's body suddenly shook. He looked at Fengyun Wujian in disbelief, and then sword energy suddenly burst out from his body. He saw all the key points in his body bursting out like a barrage of cannons, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was like spring water. generally.

Fengyun Wujian suddenly pointed out with one hand, and the sharp white sword energy penetrated Qiu Menghen's body in an instant. The sword energy on Qiu Menghen's body immediately dissipated, and his aura was bright, but he finally calmed down. .

"Thank you, Senior Fengyun, for saving your life." Qiu Menghen suddenly knelt down on one knee, saluted Fengyun Wujian, and said.

Fengyun Wujian sighed slightly, and then said: "Congratulations to fellow Daoist Qiu. Although the sword energy is gone, the sword spirit is still there. Given time, you will definitely go further and break through the inner demons you have set up. From now on, the road will be smooth. It’s all at a glance.”

Qiu Menghen slowly stood up, his aura had calmed down, and seemed to be much deeper. He first bowed deeply in the direction of the Great Spirit Master, and then said to Fengyun Wujian: "Ji Gang is full of evil. , it is hard to escape the blame for a hundred deaths. I hope that senior Fengyun can keep his body intact. This junior has done his best. "

After saying that, Qiu Menghen slowly turned around and headed towards the stone steps down the mountain. His steps were heavy and somewhat relieved. It was obvious that he had completely let go of the burden in his heart. From then on, he continued to move forward in the path of sword cultivation.

Ji Gang was so frightened that his face turned blue and his liver and gallbladder were split. He forgot to glance at his father Qiu Menghen and suddenly came to kneel down in front of Fengyun Wujian.

"Elder Fengyun, it was Ji Gang who was confused and obsessed for a while, and did such unforgivable things. Moreover, Ji Yue encouraged me to do these things. I had no choice but to ask Elder Fengyun to take care of the fact that we are both in the Sword Spirit Domain. For the sake of my family, spare my life." Ji Gang kowtowed and kept begging for mercy.

Seeing Ji Gang in such a bad state, Xiao Lin, the Four Saints of Beitian and others all showed disdain.

"Ji Gang, at this point today, you are still pouring all the dirty water on me. Yes, the five elders were poisoned and killed by Ji Yue. Ji Yue is willing to bear all responsibilities." Ji Yue suddenly shouted hysterically. said.

This made Ruan Sanjue on the side turn blue. Ji Yue was his biological daughter. If his daughter did such a thing, he, as a father, would be extremely embarrassed. He couldn't have an attack in front of the Great Spirit Master. Besides, This is also an internal matter within the Sword Spirit Realm. Although the Immortal Sword Divine Sect has a profound influence on the Sword Spirit Realm, it is not the time to show off now, so he can only suppress his anger.

"Ji Yue, although Ji Gang was behind the instructions for what you did, it was also because of your lack of firm will and unclear moral principles that made you repeatedly do wrong things. I don't want to say much about the ambiguity between you and Ji Gang. But until now, you are still stubborn, which is really abominable. On behalf of the Sword Spirit Realm, I will execute the punishment of killing your soul." Fengyun Wujian frowned slightly, looking at Ji Yue who was like a crazy woman, and said. said.

Having said this, Ruan Sanjue could no longer calm down. Although Ji Yue was at fault, she was his biological daughter after all. How could he let his daughter be killed in front of him?

"Fengyun Wujian, what happened back then was nothing but love. The reasons were complicated and there was no right or wrong. Today, the truth is out, which can be regarded as justice for Mo Junhuang. But for Ruan's sake, can you show some leniency and spare my daughter's life?"

"Ruan Sanjue, do you think Fengyun Wujian doesn't know that you have always coveted the throne of Jianling Domain and have been fanning the flames of the internal strife in Jianling Domain? You just want Xianjian Divine Sect to regain control of Jianling Domain, so that Xianjian Divine Sect, the leader of the ten major sects, and Jianling Domain, the leader of the four major spiritual domains, can all be controlled by you. In fact, your ambition is the behind-the-scenes pusher of what happened back then. Fengyun Wujian doesn't want to take action against Xianjian Divine Sect because of the relationship between Xianjian Divine Sect and Jianling Domain. Please don't interfere in the affairs of Jianling Domain." Fengyun Wujian raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, not giving the Xianjian Divine Sect the face at all.

But this is not surprising. At this moment, everyone already knows that Fengyun Wujian has already advanced to the Mahayana stage. Everyone is shocked. Mahayana sword cultivators are legendary existences. Although their combat power is not as good as that of the Great Spiritual Venerable, they have obvious advantages over ordinary Mahayana cultivators. Not to mention that Ruan Sanjue is only at the peak of the Tribulation Realm, even if he has already advanced to the Mahayana stage, Fengyun Wujian still does not need to give him any face.

"Ah" Suddenly, a scream came from the side. Everyone looked and saw Ji Yue holding a black dagger and deeply inserted it into his heart. His hair was disheveled and he looked embarrassed. Blood gushed out of his mouth and he was half lying on the ground.

"Soul-killing dagger? Why are you doing this?" Ruan Sanjue was shocked at this moment. Something in his heart seemed to be touched. He flashed to Ji Yue's side and supported her. Tears could not help but flow down his cheeks. He gently stretched out his hand to smooth Ji Yue's messy hair and muttered to himself.

Ji Yue's face was pale, but her expression was unusually calm, and her eyes had regained a bit of clarity.

"Father, Yue'er was wrong, I hope you can forgive me." Because of the blood pouring out of her mouth, Ji Yue's voice was a little unclear.

"Daughter, it was your father who was wrong. It was your father who was controlled by the desire for power that brought you to this point today. Your father was wrong, wrong." Ruan Sanjue said in a deep voice, tears rolling down silently.

Fengyun Wujian was also indifferent when he saw this. He had never intended to let Ji Yue go, and in this situation, he didn't need to do anything.

"At this point, do you still want to leave?" Fengyun Wujian suddenly turned around and looked at Ji Gang, who had already escaped hundreds of feet away, and said. As his voice fell, Ji Gang's left and right, front and back, up and down, suddenly appeared in the void, densely packed with snow-white sword energy, covering him.