Martial Cultivator

Chapter 342: Even the Great Sword Immortal is not enough

Monks in the world have been practicing hard for countless years, but they can't actually see or touch immortality. The only thing they can see is the state where they forget all their worries.

For this realm, various schools of cultivation have different names. The Taoist sect praises it with the three characters "Da Zhenren", while the sword cultivator lineage uses the three characters "Great Sword Immortal" to describe it.

Every sword cultivator, when he first holds a sword, has probably thought that one day he will reach the end of Wangyou, stand on the lonely peak of the sword, and become the so-called Great Sword Immortal.

When Gan Yong went up the mountain for the first time and was given the new flying sword mirror by his master, he was full of vigor and high spirits. He thought about the so-called realm of the Great Sword Immortal, and he would set foot in it in just a few decades. Then you can stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship and look at the world of swordsmen as if they were nothing.

But later, as his realm continued to rise, sword cultivators from the same sect could no longer compare with him. In Gan Yong's eyes, he could only see the realm of the Great Sword Immortal. But after he really set foot in the realm of Wangyou and could be called a Sword Immortal, he I understand that moving forward, even half a step, has become extremely difficult. The realm of the Great Sword Immortal has gradually become the high mountain at the end of my sight. I want to climb it, but I can't reach the top of it.

Why did I choose to pick a sword cultivator from the same generation half a century ago? Actually, it was to find an opportunity for myself to see if I could get a glimpse of the realm of the Great Sword Immortal when fighting with others with swords, and then meet that sword master. The Sword Immortal, even though he was defeated and blinded in the end, and could no longer see with his eyes, there was no reason for him to be depressed, that was probably it.

But after being blinded, the sword's heart was not dusty, and he still thought about the so-called realm of the Great Sword Immortal, and kept walking forward. However, after half a century, he still couldn't reach the mountain, let alone climb it. .

But now, under the words of Emperor Daliang, Gan Yong has realized something in his heart, and is willing to destroy the flying swords that were once connected to his mind, choosing to keep only the morning glow. Although he suffered backlash and was seriously injured, At this moment, he only had one sword left, but in a short period of time, he saw the realm of the Great Sword Immortal that he had longed for.

While his eyes burst out with endless light, the morning glow of the originally blood-red sword also burst out with endless brilliance.

A sword was extended, and the sword energy rolled continuously.

When he meets Feng Xue, he will chop Feng Xue into pieces. When he meets the Emperor of Liang, he will kill that Emperor of Liang.

Emperor Daliang waved, and the ancient bronze sword returned to his palm. This ancient sword was originally the one with the least connection with him among Gan Yong's flying swords. Otherwise, it would not have been so easy for Emperor Daliang to separate the two. The connection with him was cut off, and now that Gan Yong is willing to cut off the last connection, this ancient bronze sword has completely become an ownerless thing.

Emperor Liang let out a breath and killed two Wangyoujings in a row. For him, it was not necessarily as easy as it appeared.

But at this moment, when he saw that Gan Yong, who he had deliberately saved until the end, actually handed over the Great Sword Immortal Sword, Emperor Liang didn't think it was a big deal.

He just held the sword and murmured to himself, "You sword masters use swords to achieve a person who is free and easy. This is the so-called immortal style, but my border officers also use swords. The sword in their hands is a murderous weapon." "There is no such thing as elegance. Of course, judging from you monks, these warriors don't know how to use swords at all."

Emperor Liang smiled and said, "It doesn't really matter how you use the sword. What matters is whether the sword looks like a flower or whether it can really kill someone."

Looking at Gan Yong's great sword, Emperor Liang smiled and said, "This sword is indeed good."

Before he finished speaking, he stood up with his sword and took the initiative to swing out the sword before the sword from the Great Sword Immortal could reach him.

In the world, except for another Great Sword Immortal, probably no one else would choose to fight a sword with a Great Sword Immortal.

But Emperor Liang didn't care. He had already drawn his sword and took the initiative to meet that earth-shattering sword!

The blind Gan Yong came with a sword, and several gusts of wind and snow surged behind him. Between the sky and the earth, countless strands of wind and snow gradually gathered to form huge white pillars one after another, stretching straight into the sky and the earth, majestic and majestic!

…

Two figures arrived belatedly, and they happened to be two sword cultivators, Yu Xiyi and Liu Banbi who were traveling south together. Both of them looked at this scene and were shocked at the same time.

After all, Liu Banbi was the Sword Immortal who set foot on Wangyou. With just one glance, he could already tell that this was the sword of the Sword Immortal. He solemnly said, "Yu Xiyi, open your eyes and take a good look. This sword of the Sword Immortal is better than your Sword Sect Great Talisman." Come to life, you will regret it if you miss it!”

Liu Banbi didn't need to say anything. Yu Xiyi couldn't move his eyes away at this moment. He looked at the snow-white pillars in front of him, feeling the surging sword intent between heaven and earth. He looked at the sword immortal Gan Yong in the middle and murmured. "Who is this Great Sword Immortal?"

Liu Banbi also did not move his mind away, but his knowledge was much better than this young junior. Seeing that the old sword immortal was blind, he slowly said, "Half a century ago, there was a sword immortal and someone from your sword sect." There was a sword fight between two swordsmen, but in the end the swordsman from the sword sect won, and the loser's eyes were destroyed. It was probably this senior."

As a disciple of the Sword Sect, Yu Xiyi naturally knew about that past event, but he still couldn't help but admired, "After the sword was defeated, half a century later, this senior actually stood up again and set foot in the realm of the Great Sword Immortal. As far as I know, In fact, it seems that the senior of my Sword Sect has not yet entered the realm of Great Sword Immortal.”

Liu Banbi was silent for a moment, then suddenly shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Although this sword has a great impact,

The power of the Sword Immortal is not about stepping into that realm, it is a sword that is felt in the heart. If this sword fails, I am afraid that it will be a serious injury at the least. "

Yu Xiyi murmured, "But who in the world can stop this sword?"

Liu Banbi said nothing, but looked at the majestic figure.

Emperor Liang was the opponent of this sword.

If Emperor Daliang at his peak could resist the sword of the most powerful Great Sword Immortal in the world, no one would have any doubts. But now Emperor Daliang is just tired, how can he withstand this sword?

Liu Banbi was worried, but at this moment, even as a swordsman, he could not use his sword to do anything for Emperor Liang.

He held down the cicada that was trembling in the scabbard and murmured softly, "How can those demon clans compare with this sword fairy?"

…

The imperial robes of Emperor Daliang are constantly floating. He is tall and holds an ancient bronze sword. He is deeply immersed in countless sword auras. The sword auras that fill the space between heaven and earth travel everywhere, just like the countless swords that lie between heaven and earth. When a sword falls, it is a sword that is at least in the realm of Wangyou.

Emperor Liang's imperial robe was already riddled with holes.

But the sword in his hand still cut a passage. Among those sword energies, he tore a path with his powerful realm. Regardless of the turbulent sword intent, he landed not far in front of the blind Gan Yong.

Gan Yong also sensed the figure of Emperor Liang, but he just stretched out his hand indifferently, let go of the morning glow, and sighed softly, "Your Majesty can break this sword for nine points, but for the last point, I fight with my life, no matter the outcome, I don't care about the outcome. I only hope that this sword can truly shine.”

Emperor Liang looked at the flying sword Zhaoxia and asked thoughtfully, "After this sword, you will die. Did this sword leave any legacy?"

Gan Yong shook his head, but quickly smiled and said, "There are two junior swordsmen in the distance. I think they are both very talented people. If one of them can see the true meaning clearly, it will be regarded as having inheritance."

Emperor Liang nodded, "Sure enough, I left you for the last one. The Great Sword Immortal's sword has extraordinary grace. It's just a pity that I don't want to die under this sword."

The words fell.

Emperor Daliang came towards Gan Yong, and the Zhaoxia sword began to tremble at this moment, and all the sword energy in the world at this moment gathered towards this flying sword.

Although Feijian Zhaoxia has not changed much, it seems to have turned into an extremely sharp and towering giant sword in an instant!

Zhaoxia, which contains endless sword energy, heads towards Emperor Daliang. The last point of the great sword immortal's sword is in this sword!

Gan Yong's swordsmanship of more than a century was fully demonstrated at this moment.

at this moment,

He seemed to have seen the scenery at the top of the mountain.

The overwhelming sword energy bloomed at the tip of Feijian Zhaoxia, and then completely engulfed Emperor Liang.

The wind and snow were blowing hard, and the sky and the earth were completely white at this moment.

It's hard to see other true faces.

At this moment, only the sound of sword energy could be heard.

Beyond that, there's nothing more.

I don’t know how long it took.

Gan Yong's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

He thought about it, but he still couldn't recall the flying sword Zhaoxia.

The wind and snow dispersed at this moment.

Emperor Daliang suddenly appeared with his emperor's robe broken, and the ancient bronze sword in his hand was broken.

The body of Emperor Liang, who was holding the broken sword, was shaking.

Gan Yong felt this scene and smiled bitterly. Such a result was unacceptable, but it had already happened.

He couldn't say anything, and his life began to fade away at this moment.

In the end, the Great Sword Immortal could use nine points to save a life, but he chose to be perfect, so the only thing that greeted him was death.

…

Emperor Liang slowly walked towards Gan Yong, but after only taking a few steps, a figure suddenly rushed out from the wind and snow, holding a poison-quenching short knife.

The four of them joined forces. This one was at the lowest level and had not yet reached the realm of Wangyou, but he had the strongest killing methods. When the other three took action, he hid in the dark and waited for the opportunity.

But now, it is the best opportunity.

Emperor Liang has gone through great battles and is now at his weakest. There is at least an 80% chance of his attack.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for.

But just when the short knife was about to penetrate Emperor Liang's body, a broken sword penetrated his heart first.

No matter how broken a broken sword is, it will always be longer than a short sword. This is something everyone knows.

Emperor Liang glanced expressionlessly at the assassin who had been hiding for a long time, and then released his sword hilt.

The man looked in disbelief, but he still fell into the snow.

Emperor Liang stood there, and the wind and snow quickly dyed his robes white.

It was very quiet between heaven and earth.

The two sword cultivators in the distance were also silent.

And a moment later, suddenly there was the sound of horse hooves.

A cavalry army galloped from outside the city.