With a sword flying into the air, all things are extinguished.
The man in the painting felt his entire body go cold, with a dazzling green light reflected in his dull pupils, as if his soul would be severed by just a glimpse of her.
And his consciousness did indeed become dazed for a moment.
This is the most basic use of sword intent, shocking and affecting the opponent's mind. The extremely powerful sword intent can even cut off the soul. Xiao Yuntian has that ability, but now he has just recovered, and the peak of foundation building can only affect the soul against the Nascent Soul.
But this alone is already shocking.
The gap between foundation building and Nascent Soul is equivalent to a mortal fighting against a main battle tank, a mouse fighting a lion, or a speck of dust facing a typhoon.
The essence of cultivation in the Fairy Palace education is to turn decay into magic, which is to achieve the above things.
Killing enemies of higher levels is the requirement of the Immortal Palace for geniuses. It is not achieved by relying on some aspects or magic weapons. Instead, it is derived from the concept of a human sage, the Snow Night Sword Immortal.
Extremely powerful, practicing one aspect to the extreme and achieving the ability to kill enemies across levels.
So the Tianjiao of the Celestial Palace began to follow this concept and constantly pursue the ultimate, constantly pursuing to surpass the enemy. And in that era, competitors were generally fellow celestial beings.
But the object they need to surpass is their ancestors, the geniuses of the previous generation.
Generation after generation goes through the cycle, inheriting and surpassing in the pursuit of perfection.
Xiao Yuntian was the last generation of genius, because no one surpassed him in the next few thousand years. The only one who could barely be on par with him was Yan Tianzun, but he was still a little weaker than him.
A streak of blood appeared on Jun Zhongzhong's neck, and a chill spread. His sight moved slightly downward. The specially made life-saving robe on his body broke into pieces, and the Taoism, magic power, materials, spiritual patterns, etc. in it were all cut off by a delicate sword light.
There was no resistance or reaction, just a three-inch cut that hit his body directly.
Bright red blood oozed out from it, and in less than half a second, the blood gushed out like a fountain.
The man in the painting opened his mouth and his voice became hoarse. Then he reacted and used his magic power to stop the bleeding, but the wound would not heal no matter what.
He looked at Xiao Yuntian in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.
Even if his cultivation level in his previous life was high, he had just revived! His current cultivation level was only at the peak of foundation building, and he even relied on his foundation to force his way up.
Normally it would take at least a few days to practice.
Why is it so strong?
He should also be a human, not a congenital creature with special bloodline.
The man in the painting covered his neck with his hands. Boundless fear made him take a few steps back and want to turn around and run away, but reason told him that he must not run.
At least don't expose your back in a hurry.
The opponent must have been ready for the next attack, and once he turned around, death might be what awaited him.
He lowered his voice and said in an almost pleading tone: "Senior, we have no grudges against each other, why are you doing this? I am willing to work like a slave and offer all my wealth, just to save my life."
"And you should have just revived. I can help you gain a foothold in this era of cultivation. Since the beginning of the world, there are many strong people like you. I believe there are also some who are stronger than you. For example, there is an immortal in the East."
Li Changsheng had not yet been born, but his name had already spread throughout the world.
Others became famous through fighting, beating other strong men and becoming stronger. But his fame stood above these stronger men, existing in a transcendent posture.
For example, the Sword Fairy, people thought that she and Li Changsheng would eventually fight. After all, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, let alone someone as arrogant as the Sword Fairy.
But now the Sword Sect is almost putting "My backer is Li Changsheng" on the doorplate, and now everyone in the cultivation world knows that the Sword Immortal and Li Changsheng are a couple.
People didn't expect that the law of one male and one female would work even on such a strong person.
For another example, the prestigious Western Region Incense Temple was openly trampled upon by Li Changsheng riding on Yunhai Kunpeng.
By the way, the fat fish roaming the ocean is Li Changsheng's mount.
The Master in the Painting used Li Changsheng's name to save his life. He didn't want to scare the other party, but often the strong who had just reincarnated had a lot of ambition.
Hearing that the mighty warrior of all ages has returned to this world, one will surely be filled with yearning and want to become the best in the world.
He used to be like this, but later his character from his previous life was worn down and he accepted his mediocrity.
As expected, Xiao Yuntian did not swing the second sword. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know an immortal?"
This person has a strange appearance, looks dignified, but is actually like an evil demon. His aura is obviously due to the transition of the furnace and cauldron, resulting in the excess of yin and the decline of yang, and a male with a female appearance.
"This junior and the Immortal only met once, but it cannot be considered as knowing each other."
Hua Zhongjun didn't dare to make any boasts. If the other party sensed this, he might be struck by lightning.
This encounter was actually just a glimpse from a distance, similar to the situation where I know the big shot, but the big shot doesn't know me.
"I see."
Xiao Yuntian nodded, then his eyes flashed slightly, and an incomparable sword intent rose into the sky, instantly locking onto the man in the painting.
At this moment his cultivation was not enough, but his soul was still there. He burned his soul slightly in exchange for the power of the golden elixir level.
It’s not that I can’t beat him, but I’m afraid that the other party will run away.
I saw a green sword appear above the sky, and a sword formation instantly covered an area of ten miles, cutting off the space and severing the power of heaven and earth.
Then a magic sword fell down. Hua Zhongjun, who had been prepared, raised his hand to block it. He used all his strength and did not dare to slack off.
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