Martial Cultivator

Master Guangling naturally had the idea of ​​​​letting people from Nanhua Mountain rush to the front. As the mountain owner of Qiuling Mountain, when Qiuling Mountain has encountered many changes, his first priority is naturally to survive.

It's just that he has such a vision, but Yu Xiyi doesn't intend to let him live. This young swordsman still understands an extremely simple truth, that is, to capture the thief first, capture the king.

A sword light came suddenly, and then above the line, Yu Xiyi's figure began to change, and every time he appeared and disappeared, a sword light would be left on the spot.

In fact, it was not so much a flash of sword light as it was just a grain of sword light, an extremely tiny but extremely bright sword light, just hovering in mid-air.

After Yu Xiyi's figure appeared and disappeared several times, the young Great Sword Immortal had already arrived in front of the real person in Guangling. Then the Great Sword Immortal did not hesitate and just cut across with his sword. The clear sword edge was like this in Guangling. A bright white line stretched out in front of the real person.

Guangling's face was expressionless, and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he appeared, he was already several feet away, but Yu Xiyi's sword had actually cut across him long ago, and was only a few inches away from him.

Master Guangling made a seal with his hands, and there was endless Taoism pouring out of his Taoist robe, which turned vaguely blue and purple.

Before this sword came, it had already formed a raging river of Dao Qi. Unlike those monks who would only defend blindly when facing the Chen Dynasty, Master Guangling did not act like this. You must know that since he can sit on Qiu The position of the Lord of Lingshan Mountain cannot be just an ordinary person.

The collision between the two sides quickly turned into a fight. The two sides met with swords and swords. For a moment, no one had the upper hand, and the other just retreated again and again.

The qi of both sides caused the movement of heaven and earth here, and the roaring and non-stop sounds here told how terrifying the current situation was.

The Taoist robe of Guangling Master was blown by the strong wind, but his expression did not change much. The young great swordsman turned to come to him. He really did not expect that, but since he came to him, it means that that A young martial artist faced many monks in Nanhua Mountain.

From this point of view, as long as I hold back the young great swordsman in front of me, that young warrior will most likely die in Qiuling Mountain today.

And when he died, the monk from Nanhua Mountain turned around, and it was self-evident what the outcome would be.

Master Guangling narrowed his eyes and calmed down. Do you really think that Qiuling Mountain is a place where you can leave and come whenever you want?

But soon, he realized that he was wrong.

After the sword disappeared, Yu Xiyi handed over the sword again, but this time the sword energy had just gathered. Master Guangling stepped forward, approached Yu Xiyi, waved his sleeves, and the Taoist meaning contained in the sleeves was completely roaring at this moment. When he came out, he directly blocked Yu Xiyi's intention to draw the sword.

Yu Xiyi, who failed to deliver the sword, just smiled ghostly.

Master Guangling secretly said something bad, and he reacted in time. He was about to retreat suddenly, but it was still a step too late. Yu Xiyi, who had never handed out a sword, saw the sword light left everywhere behind him in an instant. Yu Xiyi rose up from the ground behind him, and then hit the sky. After walking among the clouds at extremely fast speeds, he fell directly from the sky and transformed into several flying swords, each occupying a position and blocking all escape routes for Guangling Master.

The sword energy covered him and the sword light continued. Master Guangling felt the sharp meaning, and quickly condensed his Taoist intention, hoping to block the intrusion of the sword energy. But in fact, the real sword originated from Yu Xiyi's hand. , this time, he had enough time to hand out a sword.

The flying sword was covered in green weeds. At this moment, a green light appeared on the blade of the sword. At the same time as Yu Xiyi handed the sword, a crack appeared in front of him, which was green.

Master Guangling's face became increasingly ugly. He originally thought that although this young sword cultivator was strong, he would not reach this point. What's more, he had been depleted several times before. Now his sword energy should have been exhausted, so he shouldn't be so fierce.

But this damn...

Master Guangling almost cursed, but the next moment, the sword fairy's sword had torn a path and came to him.

Master Guangling kept bumping back. When he hit the sword energy barrier, all the sword energy around him also hit the master of Qiuling Mountain at the same time.

Those sword energy had been impatient for a long time. At this moment, without anyone giving an order, they almost spontaneously crashed into Guangling Master.

The ripples of Master Guangling's Taoist robe continued to ripple, like a small stone being dropped on the lake, but it was obvious that Yu Xiyi's sword energy was not just a small stone, but countless flying swords, falling at the same time.

The flying swords kept hitting each other. Even though the Taoist robe was a secret treasure that Master Guangling had been cultivating for many years, at this moment, it still couldn't withstand the attacks of these flying swords. At this moment, it was on the verge of breaking.

What makes Guangling Zhenren even more frightened is that the young swordsman in front of him doesn't even look exhausted at this moment. When he handed the sword, he still looked energetic, and he couldn't seem to worry about the young man on the other side. The slightest bit of martial artist's demeanor.

At this moment, he really felt that things seemed to be beyond his control.

The fate after Qiuling Mountain seems to be developing in a bad direction.

Master Guangling suddenly burst out with a sharp roar, "Senior Zhufeng, Qiuling Mountain has now reached the stage of survival. If you seniors don't take action, you will definitely be Qiuling Mountain's... sinner!"

The voice of Guangling Zhenren resounded through the sky in an instant. The current mountain master of Qiuling Mountain was still very decisive. He spoke again without hesitation. He really wanted to keep Chen Chao and Yu Xiyi.

"Don't talk nonsense. What is the autumn of life and death? You old pig dog just want to save your life. Do you really think that others can't see it?"

Yu Xiyi's voice rang out mercilessly, revealing the deepest thoughts of the mountain master of Qiuling Mountain. If there is really an old Taoist who is in seclusion in this mountain, then he will definitely not watch the death of Guangling Zhenren in front of him.

After all, the death of the current mountain master means something to Qiuling Mountain.

Guangling Zhenren remained silent. At this moment, he could only seriously deal with the sword light that kept appearing.

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The high Taoist from Nanhua Mountain has sent a message back to Nanhua Mountain.

As for the reason, he didn't want to say more.

Because two of the dozen people who came from Nanhua Mountain have died at the hands of that young warrior.

He was a little puzzled. Why was there such a big gap between the two in the Fuyun Realm?

And the young warrior was obviously so young, but why was he so strong?

Before, he had vowed that with the help of them, the young warrior would definitely die here, even if it would cost him some money. But now, he really didn't dare to think so.

He just wanted to call more people here, and then join forces with them to kill the young warrior.

Looking at the young warrior with surging blood, Master Gao sighed heavily.