Chapter 479: Pulling out the Life-Severing Sword in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Are you kidding?

The monks around suddenly became agitated.

"Who is that kid? How dare he challenge the Broken Life Sword?"

"I'm afraid he's tired of living! No one has been able to touch this sword in thousands of years!"

"I bet he'll be blown away by the Life-Severing Sword's sword power in less than a breath!"

…

"Third Brother, come on, try to last three breaths this time."

Xia Mengmeng put her hands to her mouth and shouted.

Li Qingshan paused in mid-air, turned his head and bared his teeth: "Don't underestimate me! This time, I will make you look at me with new eyes!"

The words were not finished.

The Sword of Life-Severing suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

The spiritual energy around Li Qingshan seemed to be swallowed by a whirlpool, and he crashed into the hilt of the sword uncontrollably.

"I just don't believe it! I was blown away last time, this time I want to see how powerful it is!"

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, gripped the cold sword guard with both hands, and made a provocative gesture with his fingertips.

The people below held their breath.

Suddenly, the Broken Life Sword burst out with thousands of rays of light, and the entangled chains danced like spirit snakes.

"Get up for me!"

Li Qingshan's veins bulged, and spiritual power was madly injected into the sword.

Next second.

A terrifying sword intent blasted out like thunder.

Li Qingshan screamed and flew backwards, tumbling several hundred meters in the air before crashing heavily into the ice wall, leaving spider-web-like cracks.

"Damn! It's too early to brag."

He got up covered in dust and ice with ice chips hanging from his mouth.

There was dead silence all around.

Then a burst of laughter followed.

"Hahaha! This is what happens when you overestimate your own abilities!"

"You dare to draw the sword without even understanding its meaning? Do you think the Life-Severing Sword is just a weed by the roadside?"

"Look at you, you're baring your teeth like an idiot. He's a master of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. With your limited cultivation level, do you have the right to laugh at him?"

The man bared his teeth and retracted them in an instant.

Suddenly it wasn't funny anymore.

…

"No! I want to try again!" Li Qingshan still had some hope.

Lu Yao shook his head helplessly: "I let you try, not let you die."

He turned to look at Su Qian, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes: "Qian Qian, don't be influenced by him. The sword is invisible, move as your heart desires."

"……good."

After witnessing the entire process of Li Qingshan being flung away, Su Qian didn't have much confidence.

Lu Yao waved his hand casually.

Su Qian's body landed lightly on the giant sword.

The onlookers noticed that someone else had come up and drawn his sword so quickly, and they all looked like they were watching a show.

"Wait...! This little girl is only at the middle stage of foundation building?"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

The sound of exclamations suddenly broke out.

"What?! Foundation Establishment Stage? Are you here to play?"

"Crazy! Absolutely crazy! Trying to touch the Life-Severing Sword at the Foundation Establishment Stage is simply asking for death!"

"That Spiritual Transformation Stage expert just now returned in defeat. If she goes up there, won't she be completely annihilated by the sword's power?"

Many monks below were discussing the matter.

There are shock, confusion, questioning, and all kinds of regrets.

Su Qian stood on the hilt of the sword, with green light flickering around him, but he did not move for a long time.

The monks below were whispering to each other, and the sneers mixed with the humming of swords became increasingly harsh.

"Isn't he scared silly?"

The scarred cultivator laughed loudly, "You dare to come up here even though you're still in the Foundation Establishment Stage? Your calves must be cramping now!"

"I don't even dare to take a single step forward at the Jindan stage, and this girl is so stubborn that she wants to draw her sword?"

"Come down early and you can save your life!"

Xia Mengmeng's face flushed with anger, and she held her sword in front of her. "Shut up, everyone! If anyone dares to say anything bad about my sister Qianqian again, I'll crush your tongue!"

"This little girl has quite a temper!"

Some monks were shocked, but were frightened by the cold light in her eyes and unconsciously took half a step back.

The crowd's chatter stopped abruptly.

Only Xia Mengmeng's angry voice echoed in the sword tomb: "My sister Qianqian will definitely be able to pull it out! She's the one who blew up the talent stone!"

"What did you say?"

The crowd exploded, exclamations and discussions surged like waves, "You said she blew up the talent stone?!"

The pupils of the surrounding monks trembled slightly, and their eyes looking at Su Qian instantly changed from contempt to surprise.

"Ancient records state that anyone who can trigger the resonance of the Gifted Stone is destined to defy the heavens, let alone..."

A casual cultivator clenched his sword tightly, swallowed his saliva with a rolling sound of his Adam's apple, and muttered softly, "No wonder Lu Yao of Jinting Mountain personally protected her!"

"This woman's future is unfathomable!"

A white-haired old man sighed, "Maybe it will really attract the favor of the Life-Severing Sword!"

The crowd suddenly changed direction.

Praise and exclamations rang out one after another.

"Old man, are you getting senile?"

There were some skeptical voices, "So what if she's talented? She's just a little girl in the Foundation Establishment Stage! Over the past thousand years, countless Spiritual Transformation and Mahayana masters have failed. How could she..."

"That's right! If he can really pull out the Life-Severing Sword, I'll stand upside down and eat shit."

The old man shook his head lightly and said nothing more.

A pair of cloudy eyes fell on the figure on the giant sword, full of admiration.

“Master…”

Xia Mengmeng saw Su Qian standing there motionless for a long time, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by Lu Yao.

"Hush! That sword intent... is locking onto her!"

At this moment, Su Qian was holding his breath and concentrating, and the green light on his fingertips gently touched the sword guard.

A cool touch came from the palm of my hand.

Next second.

Thousands of purple-gold sword intentions wrapped around her wrist like poisonous snakes.

Severe pain instantly swept through her body, but in a trance, she heard Lu Yao's voice piercing through and roaring: "Hold on to your heart!"

"laugh--"

Su Qian's sleeves were torn apart by the sword intent, revealing winding bloodstains on his arm.

The monks watching burst into laughter. The red-dressed female monk waved her folding fan and laughed sweetly: "I told you! This is called a mantis trying to stop a chariot..."

Her voice suddenly stopped.

Because the green light around Su Qian suddenly surged without warning, condensing into a huge green lotus phantom in the storm of sword intent.

The monks who had been laughing at him widened their eyes.

“This, this is…”

"Legend has it that it can resonate with heaven and earth..."

"impossible!"

The red-clothed female cultivator's folding fan fell to the ground with a "clatter." "How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly activate the essence of the sword path?!"

Before he finished speaking.

The chains that had been wrapped around the Broken Life Sword for thousands of years suddenly broke into pieces, and the loud noise made everyone's eardrums hurt.

Countless sword shadows shot out from the ground, but the moment they approached Su Qian, they turned into starlight and merged into the green lotus shadow.

"I see……"

Lu Yao's lips curled up into a relieved smile, "What the Broken Life Sword waits for is never cultivation."

The grey-robed old man stumbled back, muttering to himself, "It is fate...it is indeed fate!"

There were gasps from the crowd.

Countless eyes were fixed on the Broken Life Sword floating in the air.

The peerless divine weapon that no one had been able to shake for thousands of years was now slowly emerging from the abyss, and the sword body was emitting a soft light.

"Impossible! Was the Life-Severing Sword really pulled out?!"

The scarred cultivator opened his eyes wide, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"No! She must be hiding her cultivation level. She definitely can't be at the Foundation Establishment stage!"

The most shocking thing is!

The moment the Sword of Life and Death was freed from its seal, it began to shrink rapidly.

The huge monster that originally spanned the abyss turned into a three-foot green sword in the blink of an eye, emitting a captivating sword intent, and slowly flew in front of Su Qian.