Chapter 67 The Sword Falling from the Sky
On the Bu Tian Platform, hundreds of thousands of disciples were kneeling, the blood patterns beneath their feet surged and transformed into wisps of blood energy, wrapping around their bodies.
"Elder, I'm not a spy of the devil!"
"You are the evil cultivator! You thief! You will not have a good death!"
"How ridiculous. There are so many evil spies. It's really a huge joke. I didn't expect the Taixuan Sect to be so dark. They even say that it's the most upright sect in Taicang. Hahaha, it won't be long before the Taicang Dynasty will be destroyed!"
"Chu Xian, even if I die or become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
"Aren't you afraid of being condemned by both humans and gods for such behavior?"
Crying, begging, cursing, and other sounds filled the outer city.
On the stone pillar in the center of the Bu Tian Terrace, blood began to flow up from the bottom of the grooves, as if the meridians were congested, which was weird and terrifying.
Dark clouds rolled in from all directions, quickly covering the sky above the outer city and making the city dark.
The pale golden light shield emitted by the Demon Subduing Umbrella began to appear, covering the entire city. Those disciples who did not go up to the Bu Tian Tai wanted to escape from the city, but they could not get out.
Ye Lan was trembling and wanted to stand up, but she couldn't do it at all. Feeling her spiritual power being drained away, her eyes were filled with fear and despair.
The same thing happened to Su Han and Zhen Qin standing by. They couldn't even speak and could only wait in despair for death to come.
distance.
In the attic.
The hunchbacked old man looked at Chu Xian's figure with a serious expression, and said: "I didn't expect him to be so powerful. The genius of Taixuan Sect is really not simple. It's only been a few years..."
There was also fear in Jiang Qiong's eyes. Facing Chu Xian's pressure alone, she didn't dare to act rashly because the gap was too great.
"So that's how it is. The legendary Qiankun Nirvana Array..."
Jiang Qiong was talking to herself, and the hunchbacked old man looked at her and said, "Miss, this formation may threaten us, so let's evacuate quickly."
Jiang Qiong nodded. Her target was not Chu Xian. Chu Xian's appearance was beyond her expectations, especially the Qiankun Nirvana Formation, which brought her a huge shock.
The two men immediately turned around and prepared to evacuate the outer city.
Boom boom
The dark clouds in the sky produced thunder, like the roar of gods, suppressed and loud.
Chu Xian looked up with calm eyes. He just glanced and then looked back at the city.
Looking at the hundreds of thousands of disciples struggling below, compassion flashed in his eyes.
"For the sake of the future generations of Taixuan Sect, making sacrifices will not be in vain for your cultivation throughout your life."
He talked to himself, as if to comfort himself, the pity in his eyes gradually disappeared and his eyes became indifferent.
He raised his hand, grabbed the demon-subduing umbrella, and prepared to increase his strength to refine the cultivation of all the disciples on the stage in one breath.
Ye Lan was already crawling on the ground. She raised her eyes with difficulty and saw Chu Xian's figure was so terrifying under the rolling thunderclouds.
But at this moment, what she saw was not Chu Xian, but another figure.
She was worried that Gu An would not be able to escape this disaster.
She felt regretful that she should have gone to find Gu An yesterday and asked him to leave Taixuanmen early.
What happened today is outrageous and immoral. Chu Xian will certainly kill all the menial disciples belonging to this outer gate city.
There were more and more blood-colored runes on her body, like chains, pulling her tightly, as if to drag her into the ground. Unprecedented fatigue surged towards her like a raging wave, and her eyelids trembled and closed.
The Bai Ling sword at her waist was still trembling violently, as if it was worried about its master.
Just at this moment.
Ye Lan seemed to sense something and subconsciously opened her eyes. The sunlight shone on her face. Not only her, but other disciples who were enduring torture also opened their eyes because the sky suddenly became brighter.
The bloody Lu Jiujia could only look at the sky with his peripheral vision. Under his gaze, the rolling thunderclouds in the sky had been dispersed. Judging from the signs of cloud waves on the horizon, they were obviously dispersed in an instant by some powerful force.
Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man who were walking quickly on the street could see it more clearly. They turned their heads to look and then stopped.
Above the demon-subduing umbrella, there was a sword floating outside a light golden shield. The sword was surrounded by sword energy and the sword body could not be seen clearly. All that could be seen was that it was a long and slender sword.
Chu Xian looked up and moved the demon-subduing umbrella away, his brows furrowed.
"who?"
His voice sounded, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.
This word "who" gave hope to everyone in the city, and the eyes of those disciples who were sealed in the Bu Tian Tai were full of hope.
Boom! An extremely domineering sword intent burst out from the sword shadow in the sky, and it suddenly crushed the pale golden light curtain covering the entire city.
Chu Xian's face changed drastically, and he immediately injected his spiritual power into the Demon Subduing Umbrella. The Demon Subduing Umbrella shook violently, bursting out with powerful force to resist the sword energy of the sword shadow.
"combine……"
Chu Xian's eyes widened and he just uttered a word when the sword shadow fell with an extremely domineering posture, dispersing the vast power of the Demon Subduing Umbrella, smashing the Demon Subduing Umbrella head-on, and then piercing his body.
Like a falling meteor!
The sword shadow fell from the sky and landed on the Bu Tian Platform. The blade sank into the stone of the platform, and it kept trembling. A powerful sword intent burst out, dispersing all the blood-colored runes on the platform, and the huge stone pillar was suddenly shattered.
The sword's intent swept across Ye Lan's body, causing her robe to flutter, and she felt as if she had woken up from a nightmare.
Su Han and Zhen Qin did the same; they stood up quickly.
More and more disciples broke free from their restraints, stood up, and all turned to look at the sword shadow in the center of the stage. In their eyes, this sword was not scary because this sword saved them.
Someone looked up and saw Chu Xian still floating in the air, holding the pole of the Demon-Subduing Umbrella in his right hand. His body was trembling and blood was flowing out of his seven orifices uncontrollably.
"Why……"
Chu Xian said in a trembling voice, but before he could finish his words, bursts of sword light burst out from his body, and then he turned into ashes, and even his soul could not escape.
The sky then began to glow with a dark yellow light, as if dusk had arrived.
"How is it possible... He is in the Void Realm..."
The hunchbacked old man's eyes widened and his tone was full of fear.
Jiang Qiong also found it difficult to remain calm. Chu Xian was already above the Spirit Transformation Realm. What kind of cultivation level was needed to be able to kill Chu Xian with a single sword?
Following her gaze, a column of air descended from the sky, connecting to the Bu Tian Terrace, as if dividing the entire world into two.
That is sword energy!
Such a swordsman has actually appeared in this world...
At this moment, Jiang Qiong felt very small and mediocre. The hundred years of injuries seemed to have eliminated her from the world of immortal cultivation.
at the same time.
The Third Medicine Valley.
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Under a big tree, Old Tian looked in the direction of the outer city. Even though it was far away, he could see the sword energy column above the Bu Tian Terrace.
"Merge..."
Mr. Tian muttered to himself, a voice only he could hear.
On the top of the mountain at the edge of the Medicine Valley, Ye Yan stood facing the wind. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the front, pulling his robe back. He was holding a spear, his body was as firm as a pine tree, without shaking.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword energy column in the distance, his heart filled with wonder.
Dozens of miles away.
Shen Zhen stood on the cliff with the cave gate behind her. The wind and waves blew her black clothes and her veil, making the lower half of her face vaguely visible.
The sword energy column was also reflected in her pupils, and her eyes were full of curiosity.
The Taixuan Sect actually hides such a swordsman!
She couldn't help but think of the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal, who plucked leaves and killed Nascent Souls. No one knew how high his realm was, and no one even knew who he was.
…
Ye Lan stood at the edge of the Bu Tian Terrace, with tens of thousands of disciples in front of her. She could not see the sword shadow surrounded by the sea of people, but her eyes could not help but look at the Bai Ling Sword at her waist.
The sword was still trembling slightly.
There was a complex look in her eyes.
At this moment, the outer disciples in front retreated one after another, making a deafening noise. Ye Lan was attracted by a sharp voice.
That's the sound of a sword sharpening against stone!
She immediately leaped up, stepped on the flying sword, and flew high into the sky. Not only her, but tens of thousands of disciples did the same, flying into the air. The scene was extremely spectacular.
All the people who came into the air opened their eyes wide, because they saw the sword shadow that killed Chu Xian was moving quickly, the blade was still embedded in the stone platform, sliding all the way, sparks bursting, and sword intent overflowing.
Elder Liu Chang of the library frowned and said, "Right...way..."
When the sword shadow wrote the last stroke, it soared into the sky, swept over the heads of all the disciples, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Everyone turned to look at the Bu Tian Terrace, only to see two large characters engraved in the center of the terrace.
right way!
The brushstrokes are vigorous and vast, revealing an extreme sharpness and murderous aura!
Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man also flew into the air and saw the two big words. The two demon cultivators from Qianqiu Pavilion were also shocked.
Taicang was doing evil things while following the righteous path, but was eventually stopped by a mysterious swordsman, who left the word "righteous path" behind.
What does this mean? Although Taixuan Sect has its dark side, it also has great monks with a sense of justice!
Jiang Qiong had always scoffed at the reputation of Taixuan Sect for being righteous, thinking that Taixuan Sect was just fooling the people of the world, but now he suddenly felt that Taixuan Sect might not be that bad.
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Xuan Gu, inside the attic.
Gu An sat at the desk, his brows slightly furrowed.
Someone locked onto his Qinghong Sword, making it difficult for him to directly retract the sword.
He was controlling the sword with sword intent. The previous sword was not an ordinary attack, it was a move of Taicang Jingshen Sword.
The Taicang Shocking Sword at the level of mastery!
"Since you want to chase me, it's just right for me to let you know that there is a sword hanging over your head in Taixuanmen."
Gu An thought silently, then he picked up the brush and tried to do two things at the same time.
The Qinghong Sword was already more than six thousand miles away from him, and the distance was still increasing rapidly.
Above the sea of clouds, the Qinghong Sword, surrounded by sword energy, shuttled quickly, leaving a long air wave along the way, extending to the end of the sky.
Suddenly, the Qinghong Sword stopped and hovered above the clouds.
In less than three breaths, a ray of golden light came rushing from the horizon and quickly arrived in front of the Qinghong Sword, less than a hundred feet away.
The golden light faded, and a man in a blue Taoist robe appeared. He was holding a whisk in his hand and looked like an immortal, but his face looked a little solemn.
“Who exactly are you? There has never been any sword cultivator at the fusion realm in the Taicang Dynasty.” The man in Taoist robes asked in a serious tone.
(End of this chapter)