Speculating in this way, Du Jiuling felt a chill in his heart.
But soon, he denied this speculation.
After all, Lu Anjun and Xiao Fangqing were also grown up by him, and he believed that these two juniors were not so cunning.
But if they were not intentionally concealing it, what was the matter with their cultivation?
Du Jiuling was confused, and the more
he thought about it, the more confused he became. "Lu Anjun, Xiao Fangqing, you are looking for death, you are looking for death!" Just when he was puzzled, Tu Manshan roared and rushed towards Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun behind her.
Although he had many disciples, the ones he valued most were his eldest disciples Luo Zhanpeng and He Nanting.
The two entered the sect the earliest and followed him the longest. Although they were disciples, they were actually no different from father and son.
He had already planned that in a few years, if he still could not be promoted to Mahayana, he would adopt them as his adopted sons, and his Tu family lineage would have successors.
But today, right under his eyes, two successors were severely injured and their cultivation was completely destroyed, and their cultivation path was completely ended.
Tu Manshan felt so painful that it seemed as if thousands of arrows pierced his heart, and his eyes turned blood red.
The long sword was unsheathed, and all his spiritual power was poured out without reservation.
As the sword light formed a semicircular light shield with distorted light and shadow, covering the surrounding area for several miles.
There was a dead silence in the light shield, and everything in the world seemed to be frozen.
Du Jiuling and others were shocked, as if they were strangled by an invisible big hand, unable to move, unable to breathe, and even the spiritual power in their bodies was frozen.
Xiao Fangqing's situation was better than theirs, but not much better.
She wanted to swing her sword to resist, but under the invisible power, she seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and her movements became extremely slow.
"Domain... domain!" Finally, Du Jiuling uttered two words with difficulty.
Hearing this, the disciples of Piaoyun Peak around were all scared pale.
The so-called domain can also be regarded as a kind of magic, but it is fundamentally different from the domain. It not only contains the spiritual power and consciousness of the cultivator, but also contains the most fundamental perception of the Great Dao.
Once the domain is released, it is like being in a world that belongs only to you.
The spiritual power may soar, the physical fitness may be greatly enhanced, or the power of the sword technique may be increased a hundredfold.
Correspondingly, the opponent's strength is greatly weakened.
In a sense, the cultivator in his own domain is like the master of this world.
Even if he faces an opponent with a cultivation base far superior to his own, he can easily kill him.
However, it is well known that even the strong in the Mahayana realm can rarely comprehend the domain.
From ancient times to the present, almost every Mahayana strong who has mastered the domain is only one step away from ascending.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe that Tu Manshan actually comprehended the domain with the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of Crossing the Tribulation.
Xiao Fangqing's cultivation base was originally inferior to his, and he was shrouded by his domain. How could he have a chance to survive?
Not only Xiao Fangqing, but most of them will be affected. If they are lucky, they may just get hurt, but if they are unlucky, they will not be able to save their lives.
Could it be that today is the day when the Piaoyun Sect will be destroyed? The hearts of Du Jiuling and others fell into the abyss of fear.
Domain? Gu Qingxi's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.
The laws of heaven and earth are not so easy to break. Even with her body of the Nine Heavens Spiritual Veins, she is not sure that she can master the domain before being promoted to the Mahayana, let alone Tu Manshan.
His so-called domain is just a sword formation formed by the long sword in his hand and magic.
This trick may fool others, but it is impossible to fool her!
The second sword of the Seven Swords of the Falling Sky dominates the world!
Gu Qingxi made a move without hesitation. Although she did not take Tu Manshan's so-called domain seriously, with Xiao Fangqing's current strength, she really couldn't do anything to the old man.
"You can actually draw a sword?" Seeing the long sword in Gu Qingxi's hand, which was beautiful and ancient, Tu Manshan was stunned.
Of course, he knew exactly what his "domain" was.
But over the years, even the masters of the Mahayana realm had not figured out the secret of his "domain", let alone those below the Mahayana realm.
Because the domain's suppression power was greatly reduced, so many Tribulation masters who were defeated by him were so many that he couldn't even remember them all. Many of them had not even drawn their swords before they were defeated.
This Gu Qingxi had only reached the Great Perfection of the Combination, and had not even stepped over the threshold of the Tribulation, but she could actually draw her sword and attack smoothly!
How did she do it?
After a brief moment of astonishment, he quickly realized what was going on.
His sword formation was actually incomplete.
Although he accidentally disguised it as a domain, it still had many flaws, and the "domain" formed also had several weak points.
The little girl in front of him must have been lucky and happened to be standing at the weakest point, so she escaped the suppression of the "domain".
"You little bitch, I didn't want to make things difficult for you, but you'd kill yourself.
Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being ruthless." Thinking he had found the reason, Tu Manshan sneered again.
But soon, his smile froze on his face.
"Ka!" A thunderclap blasted in the air.
A towering sword beam slashed down, splitting the translucent domain in the middle, and then slashed straight towards Tu Manshan.
Tu Manshan was shocked and raised his head in horror.
If Gu Qingxi was lucky just now and happened to stand at the weakest point of the sword formation, so she escaped the suppression of the "domain".
Then what about now? How can all this be explained?
Her sword was obviously slashed at the most critical point of the sword formation, otherwise the sword formation would never be broken so easily.
But how did she find the point? Was it just a coincidence? How could there be so many coincidences in the world?
And even if she found the point, how could she break her own sword formation with her great perfection of fusion?
In an instant, a chill ran down Tu Manshan's back.
Without time to think, he raised his sword, trying to block the sword light.
"Clang!" The sword lights collided, making a crisp sound, and Tu Manshan took two steps back.
But the oncoming sword light seemed to be unhindered and still as powerful as a rainbow.
This is not the great perfection of the fusion, this is clearly the sword power of the late stage of the tribulation, or even the peak of the tribulation!
Tu Manshan's face turned pale, and drops of cold sweat quickly rolled down his cheeks.
If he hadn't used the sword formation, he would not be afraid of Gu Qingxi's sword power comparable to the peak of the tribulation.
But there is no if in this world. The sword formation that formed a pseudo "field" just now has consumed at least 50% of his spiritual power.
At this time, the sword formation broke and suffered backlash, and the spiritual power in his body was surging, and there were waves of shocks in his internal organs like a heavy hammer.
Ten percent of the strength may not even be exerted.
For the first time in his life, Tu Manshan felt the threat of death.
Even when he faced a powerful man in the early stage of Mahayana thirty years ago, he had never felt such a threat.
But he had no choice. Facing Gu Qingxi's unstoppable sword, he could only swing his sword again and again and retreat again and again.
"Clang, clang, clang... Boom!" Finally, the sword light chopped off his sword and landed heavily on his chest.
Tu Manshan flew out with a muffled sound.
When he landed, he was spitting blood, and his chest and dantian were deeply sunken.
Although his cultivation was not completely destroyed on the spot like the two disciples, judging from the faint spiritual power dissipating from his body, it was obvious that his golden elixir spiritual root was also injured.
Not only did his cultivation fall to the early stage of crossing the tribulation, but there was no possibility of recovery in this lifetime.
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