Mortal Cultivator

"Hmph!" Ling Yun looked indifferent, snorted coldly and stopped pursuing the matter, and began to give orders:

"This monster is weird, I'm afraid I need to draw my sword to kill it, but I have other plans, you let him go! I have used the secret technique to send a message, then let the uncles deal with him..."

Hearing Ling Yun's order, a group of people hurriedly controlled the sword formation to disperse a path.

"You all go, you stay!" Ling Yun said calmly, and finally stopped his eyes on Wang Lu.

A group of people began to flee outside after hearing the words, and even the blue-black monster did not stop, seeming to be a little afraid of the power of the sword formation.

Soon, there were only two people left in the range of the Qingcang tree surrounded by the sword formation.

Shui Ling'er held Wang Lu's hand tightly.

...

Wang Lu frowned, he didn't expect that he would be targeted just after he showed a little bit of his trump card, and Ling Yun didn't even take revenge, but chose to deal with him first.

Is he too proud of him?

Shui Ling'er gently grasped the hilt of the sword.

"Brother Wang, please step back. I am not proficient in controlling this sword." Shui Ling'er said softly.

The moment she grasped the hilt of the sword, a majestic momentum surged between heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy did not gather but dispersed, and unimaginable power seemed to be about to draw the sword.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged, and strange phenomena appeared in heaven and earth.

Ling Yun was preparing to use the sword formation to kill the two people on the periphery. As soon as this momentum came out, the disciples exclaimed: "This... This is... Human! King! Sword!"

...

"So the Human King Sword is right in front of us?!"

Ling Yun's eyes were fiery, but his footsteps inadvertently moved back slightly and retreated behind everyone.

A group of other disciples who controlled the sword formation did not notice it.

Just as the might of the sword formation came to kill.

Shui Ling'er's hand holding the sword had withered, like an old tree bark. Before the giant sword on her back was pulled out, the terrifying breath had already rushed to her face.

This sword can cut the sky!

Before the breath reached the top, the scabbard could not bear it and exploded. The boundless sword energy slashed around, and the shrill sound of the Nascent Soul being chopped off rang out!

"Ah!!!"

"Ah! Senior Brother, what is this, save me!"

...

The Nascent Soul was chopped into pieces, and the sword energy turned into thousands of rays of light, madly torturing around, but Ling Yun had already dodged far away without knowing when.

In the secret realm, other forces that had already escaped far away saw that the back was like a star explosion, and a hurricane was raging wildly, which frightened them to speed up their pace.

The blue-black monster stopped and looked behind.

"Tsk tsk tsk... the real sword-drawing technique of cutting the sky?"

"Fortunately, I left early!"

"Strange, strange..."

The soul leader looked at the power behind him and frowned. He was almost killed by this blow that year. At that time, he had reached the unity state, but was almost killed by a junior in the late stage of the transformation of the spirit. Now thinking about it, he still has some lingering fears.

Without thinking any more, he squirmed and actually drilled out of a space crack, leaving the secret realm completely.

The area around the Qingcang tree was in a mess, and there was a constant flow of rootless sword energy, but it was no longer as powerful as before.

This attack almost destroyed the Zhantian Sword Sect. Eight of the ten sword masters died, and the second-ranked sword master was dying. Only the sword master Lingyun was safe and sound.

A broken Yuanying ran to Lingyun with a lingering breath, overjoyed.

"Big Brother, save me!... Take me out with you."

Seeing this, Lingyun quickly took out a black bead and said with concern: "Junior brother, please enter my soul-nourishing bead quickly. When you go out, I will rebuild your body for you."

The broken infant was delighted and escaped into the black gem in Lingyun's hand.

"Crack!" With a shattering sound!

The soul-nourishing bead was instantly turned into powder.

Ling Yun crushed the Soul Nurturing Orb with his big hand. A wisp of dust flowed between Ling Yun's fingers and disappeared... floating in the air...