Chapter 72: Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique! Defeat the Sword Master with One Sword!

The overwhelming sword intent retreated, like the melting of snow in early spring.

Qin Yang, dressed in a black robe, stood in front of Li Zixuan, and dispersed the sword intent that was pressing in from all around with his bare hands, easily and carefree.

"Okay, okay, you are finally here, Jianghai Sword God."

Yuwen Xuan was high in the sky, overlooking this scene, his eyes were hot and excited, and he firmly locked Qin Yang's breath.

This time, I crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and rushed to Jianghai just to fight with the Sword God.

Now my wish is half fulfilled.

The next battle is the real highlight. Before the battle begins, I will never let Jianghai Sword God out of my sight!

"Haha, you are unworthy of being a generation of Sword Saint for attacking a little girl."

Qin Yang looked up at Yuwen Xuan above, and there was a hint of anger in his words.

What a shitty Sword Saint?

He is so unethical!

He didn't even let Li Zixuan, who is in the post-natal realm, go.

If I had come a step later, she would have died under his sword.

If Li Zixuan was gone...

How could I get the reward from the dog-blasting system in the future! ?

"Haha, you can curse me as much as you want. I don't care. Curses are just a passing cloud."

Hearing this, Yuwen Xuan opened his arms and laughed: "When people die, the lights will go out. After a hundred years, the world will eventually leave the world. Only I will pursue the way of swordsmanship and achieve the supreme martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound waves rolled.

His voice echoed in the cliffs of the canyon and spread thousands of miles away.

Whoosh!

A helicopter in the distance flew around, focusing the telephoto lens in the canyon, broadcasting the conversation between the two live, and it spread widely on the Internet in an instant.

Everyone was amazed when they heard Yuwen Xuan's words of proof, and some even admired his determination.

"Apart from the old man's crazy actions... just having such great perseverance and determination, his future achievements are limitless."

"He only cares about the way of the sword, but unfortunately he went the wrong way!"

"Who cares if he is a sword or not, Jianghai Sword God is finally here! Fight, fight, I want to see a river of blood!"

"………"

A barrage of comments rushed through the live broadcast room and quickly filled the entire screen.

"Achieve the great way after a hundred years?"

Qin Yang, who was listening to Yuwen Xuan's crazy quotes, shook his head and finally understood his temperament.

Same as Huyan Jian.

They are both the type who can't live without madness.

No wonder they will cultivate the future 'Sword Demon'...

However.

Wait five hundred years later.

You are also a handful of yellow earth, no one should laugh at anyone!

"Teacher."

At this time, Li Zixuan slowly opened her eyes and looked at Qin Yang who was protecting her, feeling very excited.

But soon, the ruins of the surrounding Sword Valley came into her sight, and her mood became depressed again: "I'm sorry, teacher, everything is destroyed, I... I didn't protect your Sword Valley well..."

"It's okay, disciple, as long as you are okay."

Qin Yang looked at Li Zixuan with a smile, knowing that she was eager to protect the land, and comforted her softly: "If the people are saved and the land is lost, both the people and the land will be saved; if the land is saved and the people are lost, both the people and the land will be lost.

The Sword Valley can be rebuilt, but a good disciple like you, the master will not be able to find it in the future."

As the gentle voice fell.

Li Zixuan's heart thumped, and her eyes rippled slightly.

So I am so important in the master's heart?

Thinking of this.

Li Zixuan was excited, but the current situation was critical.

Staying here would only get in the way and become a burden to the teacher.

Thinking of this, she said to Qin Yang sensibly: "Teacher, be careful, I will leave first."

"Yes."

Qin Yang nodded slightly.

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

A master-level battle like theirs is directly at the level of destroying the world. A post-natal star warrior will die if they touch it. It is very dangerous!

Soon.

The two disciples all left.

The canyon was quiet and deep.

Yuwen Xuan was high in the sky, Qin Yang was low on the ground, and the cold and murderous intent spread around until it swept the entire sword valley.

"In this case, then draw the sword."

Qin Yang's face was calm, and he didn't intend to say more nonsense.

As soon as the voice fell.

Buzz!

The sky-high purple light shone brightly, and the Ziwei Divine Sword instantly appeared in his hand, with rosy clouds all over the sky, causing a crisp sword sound, full of ancient charm.

"Good sword!"

Seeing this, Yuwen Xuan above couldn't help but admire it.

The magic weapon is spiritual. I have been searching for it for half my life, but I have never seen such a magic weapon. Now I finally have my eyes opened.

"Are you going to stay on the ground and not come up to fight me?" Yu Wenxuan frowned slightly.

Now his position is not equal to Qin Yang.

Even if he wins, it is not a fair victory.

What I want is a hearty battle, not a competition where the opponent is restricted!

"No, I am in a hurry. One sword can decide the outcome."

After saying that.

Qin Yang slightly bent his knees, bent his waist sideways, put his hand on Ziwei's hilt, and began to prepare to draw the sword.

Click!

His breath was restrained, and the sword intent was silent and condensed into substance and spread around.

The rock layer under his feet could not bear the pressure, and it broke and dissipated bit by bit. His body sank. From the outside, it seemed as if he was sinking into the earth...

Depressed, silent.

"Grandmaster-level sword intent!"

Seeing this scene, Yuwen Xuan looked solemn, and began to mobilize his own star power fluctuations, releasing the perfect realm of Wanjian Guizong.

The next moment.

The mighty sword intent swept the entire Sword Valley, and thousands of sword qi flew around the Sword Valley, as if countless swordsmen were fighting in it.

The murderous intent rose majestically, rolling up the sand and covering the sky, as shocking as a dark cloud pressing down on the land.

Outside the valley, the helicopter that arrived was swaying in the turbulent air. The pilot tried to hold the joystick and control the fuselage to prevent it from crashing in the turbulence.

Under the shaking camera, the onlookers in the official live broadcast room were even more dumbfounded, and their scalps were numb.

I thought that the Wanjian Guizong used by Hu Yanjian that day was already the ultimate state.

But now it seems.

It didn't even touch the edge of Dacheng? !

Outrageous!

On the other hand, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't understand Qin Yang's side.

At this moment, Qin Yang's feet sank into the rock, bent his knees as if he was drawing a sword, and didn't say a word, as if time had stopped on him.

It formed a very sharp contrast with Yuwen Xuan.

Laymen watch the excitement, and experts see the doorway.

In the live broadcast room, some star warriors who specialize in swordsmanship saw the mystery.

At this moment.

Yuwen Xuan and Qin Yang's moves were tit-for-tat, representing the extremes of movement and stillness respectively.

Ten thousand swords return to the origin to take the ultimate meaning of movement, attracting tens of thousands of sword energy in the world to make a pilgrimage and return to the same.

Qin Yang's swordsmanship is to be empty and quiet, and pursue the ultimate in one line.

In contrast,

Qin Yang is obviously more suitable for swordsmanship than Yuwen Xuan!

Buzz!

Accompanied by the clear sound of the two swords.

Yuwen Xuan and Qin Yang seemed to have a spiritual connection and took action at the same time.

The next moment.

Yuwen Xuan raised two fingers.

The countless sword energy merged into a long river, and in an instant it surged into a sea, attacking Qin Yang on the ground, as if the ocean was pouring down from the sky.

There was nowhere to hide, no way to retreat!

Qin Yang looked up at the descending sea of ​​swords, and the hand holding the hilt suddenly exerted force, and directly drew the sword to defeat the strong.

Clang!

As the purple vine was unsheathed, the gorgeous and beautiful sword light suddenly appeared, the earth was flat, and the void was cracked and exploded!

On my eighteenth birthday, I ran away from home