With her warlike personality, she would definitely go there, not to mention that she also uses a sword.
However, Dong Yunshu still suppressed her inner desire. She looked at Li Yi and asked, "Brother Li, I want to go."
If this was impossible before, Dong Yunshu would not ask about others, but now she is acting in an uncharacteristic way. This just shows that Li Yi's position in her mind has surpassed the warlike "sword" in her heart.
Li Yi naturally would not stop him and said, "Go ahead. I'll take care of everything. There won't be any problems. If you can win, that would be even better. I won't have to do anything."
"good."
Dong Yunshu smiled sweetly, then stepped on the sword light and soared into the sky.
Qing Xuan asked: "Master, does the Sword Immortal have a chance of winning?"
"Yes, but very small." Li Yi shook his head and said, "Yun Shu has a very strong talent in swordsmanship, better than me and equal to Qiu Wuji. But the two of them have practiced at different times, and his foundation is not as good as Qiu Wuji's. At the same time, the way he practices is also derived from the other party, so he has disadvantages in all aspects."
"It's the same with Xiao Yuntian, but he's in a better situation. Yan Tianjun is not at a disadvantage, but his cultivation is not as good as his opponent, and Yuan is not as good as him either."
"The one with the highest winning rate at the moment is eating Buddha,"
Qingxuan asked again: "If no one else can do it, will you take action?"
Li Yi closed his eyes slightly, breathing slowly, and said calmly: "I will give him a move. If he can't break through, this is the only move."
"breakthrough?"
Qingxuan was even more confused. Now that Wuxiang was already full of people, how could he break through?
"Yes, a breakthrough."
Li Yi rocked on the bamboo chair and fell into a peaceful sleep. It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon. He usually took an hour's nap at this time.
The people around did not disturb them anymore. Qiong Yu gently fanned the cool breeze, while the others continued to look up and watch the battle in the sky.
Outside the courtyard.
The old tree spirit asked: "There are already nine Wuxiang, why did Brother Li say that Qiu Wuji had a breakthrough?"
"I don't know." Panhu shook his head. "The Wuxiang has a fixed number, which is within human reach. Qiu Wuji was born at the wrong time, but maybe he has some way to help people break through the Wuxiang. After all, he is better than us."
There is no doubt that Li Changsheng is stronger than their Wuxiang, and now all Wuxiang have admitted it.
It is not impossible that Li Changsheng has some way to achieve formlessness.
"Yes, he is the first person in history to achieve enlightenment through strength."
The old tree spirit made a move, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked down at Qiu Wuji's existence. The other party's aura must be that of the strongest saint king.
But he is just a Holy King.
"But methods are methods, not everyone can be Li Changsheng."
Outer space.
Qiu Wuji still stood with the sword in his arms as he did just now, his hair fluttering with the flow of spiritual energy. There were only four left out of the more than a hundred Saint Kings around him.
They are the top-notch Holy Kings, all of them are powerful beings with great power of the Dojo.
Xiao Yuntian, Yan Tianjun, Yuan, and Chifo.
"Fellow Daoist, may I ask for your sword now?" Xiao Yuntian clenched his right hand, and the sword intent was condensed to the extreme, turning into an immortal sword.
Qiu Wuji shook his head and said, "There is another person."
As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining four Holy Kings looked down at the same time, only to see a snow-like figure walking on sword light and arriving in an instant.
She is dressed in white as snow, with eyes like winter plum blossoms, and stands proudly.
Sword Immortal on Snowy Night, Dong Yunshu.
She held the Heavenly Sword in her hand, and the familiar yet unfamiliar sound made Qiu Wuji look sideways. This was his former sword, and he also gave it the name Heavenly Sword.
But the power of the Heavenly Sword did not come from Qiu Wuji.
This sword has gone through tens of millions of years and is no longer mine.
Qiu Wuji retracted his gaze. He did not intend to take back the Heavenly Sword because he could not guarantee that he could completely suppress the Heavenly Sword, and it was not in line with his own swordsmanship.
Dong Yunshu said nothing, he stood proudly with sword in hand, his eyes burning.
"Everyone is here."
Qiu Wuji held the hilt of the sword in his right hand. With the crisp sound of the sword, the Immortal-Slaying Sword slowly came out of its sheath. In an instant, the cold light illuminated the sky.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword was completely unsheathed, and with just a slight cold light, it turned into an aurora that penetrated the planet for thousands of miles.
There is a halo in the low-Earth orbit of the blue planet, which is extreme, dazzling and sharp.
Qiu Wuji pointed his sword at everyone and whispered, "Ask the sword."
At this moment, the real sword-questioning begins.
A sound of Tao echoed in the void, and Yan Tianjun took the lead without any courtesy and turned into a giant sun.
The power of burning the sky will burn up the entire heaven.
In the past, there was a natural disaster in the Immortal Palace, and the water from heaven and earth backflowed into the cave. Then a great saint of the human race transformed into the sun, burned up the water in the sky, broke through on the spot, entered the Immortal Palace and was honored as the Flame Lord.
Lord Yan lightly tapped his fingertips, and the true flame condensed to the extreme at his fingertips, blooming with brilliant light.
A gust of wind rose, bringing up thousands of flames.
Qiu Wuji looked back suddenly and found himself in an endless flame area. The protective spiritual energy on his body began to make a sizzling sound. If he stayed there for too long, he would be burned to death.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword was raised high, and a flash of cold light instantly pierced through the flame domain.
One sword fell, billions of sword lights appeared.
Boom!
The collision of flame and sword was like billions of tons of force spreading out in all directions in an instant, and spider-web-like cracks appeared in the void.
In a flash, when eyes from all directions seemed to have decided the winner, even more violent vibrations and flames spread in all directions.
The flickering flames of light flashed billions of times in the void in an instant.
It was the cold light of the sword and the brilliance of the flame.
Boom!
The sky and the earth turned white, and Yan Tianjun's fist stopped in mid-air. He looked down and saw a drop of blood flowing from the tip of the sword at his neck.
If it was a life-and-death fight, he would not be considered a loser at this moment. Even if his head was chopped off, he was sure he would survive and still be able to fight.
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