"Master!" Seeing that the master was seriously injured, the disciples who had not yet made a move cried out in grief. At the
same time, they raised their long swords and rushed towards Gu Qingxi.
Xiao Fangqing, Lu Anjun, Su Lingshuang and others did not dare to be careless, and quickly blocked in front of Gu Qingxi. Sun Huaizong and Han Xiaofan also drew out their long swords with a "swish".
They could see that it was not easy for Gu Qingxi to defeat Tu Manshan with one sword. His face was pale and his fingers holding the sword were trembling slightly.
"Stop, come back to me." At this moment, Tu Manshan shouted and spit out another mouthful of blood.
Although Gu Qingxi's sword obviously damaged his spiritual power, Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun did not lose much.
These disciples were far inferior to He Nanting and Luo Zhanpeng in terms of cultivation and sword skills. Rushing forward like this would be courting death.
The young disciples were all shocked. Looking at Xiao Fangqing and Lu Anjun with cold expressions in front of them, they woke up and realized how big the gap between them was. ??
Although they were filled with grief and indignation, they still stopped and returned to Tu Manshan, taking out the elixir for him to take.
"How did you do it?" Tu Manshan's injury was slightly better after the elixir power was dissolved, and he asked Gu Qingxi.
"Do you really think that your sword formation can be hidden from everyone?" Gu Qingxi said.
Tu Manshan looked at Gu Qingxi deeply, and finally confirmed that it was not a coincidence that she could attack in the "domain" of her sword formation and break the sword formation with one sword.
"I didn't expect that Piaoyun Sect would invite such a genius like you.
I was wrong, I was wrong, I really shouldn't have thought of this guest position." After a long time, Tu Manshan sighed.
He became famous at a young age, and now he still has thousands of years of long life. If he practices hard, he may not have no chance to be promoted to Mahayana.
But now, with the rupture of the elixir field and the withering of the spiritual roots, everything is over. Not to mention thousands of years, even if he is given tens of thousands of years of life, he will never be promoted to Mahayana, and it is even impossible to recover to the great perfection of the tribulation.
Thinking of the high spirits when he recalled it, Tu Manshan was filled with regret.
"Elder Gu, what happened today is all my fault, and it has nothing to do with my disciples.
I am not as skilled as you, and I deserve to die in your hands. I only ask you to let them live." But it was too late to say anything now. Tu Manshan took a deep breath and said to Gu Qingxi again.
"Master..." Hearing his words, the disciples burst into tears and choked up and couldn't speak.
"Forget it, you go." Gu Qingxi glanced at Lu Anjun and Xiao Fangqing, waved her hand and said.
Although Tu Manshan had bad intentions, he was born in Piaoyun Sect after all. Seeing the expressions of Lu and Xiao who were hesitant to speak, it was obvious that they had no intention of killing this uncle, so she was too lazy to bother with him anymore.
"You just let us go like this?" Tu Manshan looked at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
With such a deep hatred, if it were another cultivator, he would definitely cut off the roots. Even if he didn't hurt the lives of their master and disciples, he would definitely destroy their cultivation.
He was a little bit unbelievable that Gu Qingxi let them go so easily.
"Am I afraid that you will take revenge in the future?" Gu Qingxi said disapprovingly.
A strong self-confidence emerged on that young and beautiful face.
Tu Manshan was even more puzzled when he heard that. Most of his cultivation was wasted, and most of it would never be restored in this lifetime .
The foundations of his two favorite disciples were completely destroyed, and they didn't even have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivation again. The remaining disciples were mediocre in talent.
Even if Gu Qingxi gave them the opportunity to take revenge, they would never have that strength.
But what about their disciples and descendants?
Gu Qingxi was so sure that they couldn't have a brilliant disciple or descendant?
But seeing the confidence on Gu Qingxi's face, he gradually understood.
That was clearly a kind of innate self-confidence that looked down on the world as nothing.
Even in those powerful people in the Mahayana realm, he had never seen such self-confidence.
Tu Manshan gave a bitter smile. Gu Qingxi, at such a young age, had already achieved the great perfection of the combined body. The power of the sword just now was comparable to the peak of the tribulation. What kind of talent
is this?
What's more terrifying is that she was in a hurry, but she could see the weaknesses and flaws of her sword formation at a glance.
What kind of understanding is this?
Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even those powerful people in the Mahayana realm can never compare with her.
Tu Manshan dared not imagine what level Gu Qingxi's future achievements would be.
Even if a brilliant genius appeared among their future disciples, there would be no chance of revenge, but there would be plenty of opportunities to die.
What's more... looking at the disciples standing beside him, he really couldn't believe that these few ugly people could have any decent disciples.
"Thank you." If Tu Manshan had a trace of revenge before, then now, this trace of revenge had completely disappeared.
After bowing deeply to Gu Qingxi, he led several disciples down the mountain.
"Wait, where did you get this sword?" Gu Qingxi suddenly asked.
While speaking, Gu Qingxi looked at Tu Manshan's long sword.
Yafeng's immortal sword body plus the Seven Swords of Meteoric Sky were so powerful that this long sword had been chopped into pieces by her sword, and even the hilt was broken into pieces.
But if you concentrate your consciousness and "look" carefully, you will find that among the pile of fragments, there is a section of the sword tip that is intact, with only a few small gaps on the sword edge.
And this gap is obviously unrelated to her previous sword.
"This sword is called the Immortal Dust Sword, and it was left by a senior from the Piaoyun Sect.
That senior was proficient in the art of refining weapons, and was known as a master of weapon art in the Tianyuan Continent. His greatest wish in life was to refine a fairy sword.
However, after exhausting half of his strength, the fairy dust sword he finally refined was not even of the highest quality, and the senior died of depression.
The fairy dust sword was then hidden in the sect's treasury, and no one cared about it for thousands of years.
When I was promoted to the God of Transformation, I received a gift from the sect master, and went to the treasury to select the reward. I accidentally discovered that although the quality of this sword was not high, it was in line with the laws of heaven and earth.
So he chose this sword and spent hundreds of years comprehending a sword formation, which is the domain you just saw. "Tu Manshan didn't notice the strangeness of the pile of fragments at all, and stopped to answer.
Anyway, the Immortal Dust Sword was destroyed, and he could no longer form a "domain". This secret would soon be revealed to the world, and he had nothing to hide.
"So that's how it is, you go." Gu Qingxi said.
Tu Manshan bowed slightly again, and then left with the disciples.
Gu Qingxi walked forward, picked up the fragment of the sword tip that was only an inch long, and concentrated her consciousness to explore it.
"Huh."
Soon, she was surprised to find that there was a layer of barrier hidden on the sword tip.
With her powerful consciousness comparable to that of a calamity, or even comparable to that of the early stage of Mahayana, she couldn't even penetrate this barrier.
What's going on?
Even if it is a powerful magic weapon, if it is broken like this, shouldn't it become scrap metal? How can there be such a barrier?
This broken sword tip is obviously not that simple.
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