Old Chen was afraid that he would accidentally escape from Lu Yin's protection and fall into the sword energy from outside. Then he would really die a bit unfairly.
Wu Sheng's heart was even more shocked. This was his most powerful move. He transformed into a sword domain and enveloped the enemy in his sword domain. In this way, he became a god.
However, he couldn't capture Lu Yin's aura at all!
At this moment, he seemed like an ant that was constantly showing its teeth and claws, and Lu Yin was like a giant, looking down at him, as if no matter how much noise he made, it was just a joke in front of Lu Yin.
"The sword fell!" Wu Sheng clenched his teeth, turned into hundreds of afterimages, raised his hand and dropped the sword.
Hundreds of huge sword beams fell suddenly, and all attacks only landed on Lu Yin's point.
“It’s all fancy.” Lu Yin smiled faintly, raised his hand, and waved his fan, his movements seemed light and airy.
He really didn't use much power.
The purpose of coming here this time is to test the power of this fan, so naturally he will not use any more force.
If he had used too much force, he would have just raised his hand and slapped Wu Sheng, and Wu Sheng would have died suddenly.
Phew——
The feather fan was gently waved, and hundreds of solid fire phoenixes appeared around Lu Yin and rushed towards the sword lights.
The fiery red piece collided with the silver sword light, and the sword light instantly shattered, like ice and snow melting, fragile.
Wu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fire phoenix was printed in his eyes. The fire phoenix passed through his body and then dissipated into dots of fire.
The sword domain collapsed, the fire phoenix dissipated, and everything returned to calm.
Lu Yin still stood where he was, glanced at Wu Sheng not far away, frowned and said: "We have to change it again."
This fan was still a bit powerful, and in terms of effect, Lu Yin was not satisfied.
The special effects are there, but instead of slapping people away, they destroy their cultivation.
Wu Sheng knelt on one knee, leaning on his sword. The light in his eyes was dim, his hair was messy, and he was in a state of embarrassment.
The fairy sword in Wu Sheng's hand suddenly broke, and the sword spirit that had just been conceived was also killed.
"You...who are you?" Wu Sheng had completely lost his energy and looked at Lu Yin with a dead expression.
He is not dead, but his three thousand years of cultivation have been destroyed in one fell swoop, which is even worse than death.
Lu Yin slowly stepped forward. He took the feather fan to his left hand and raised his right hand. A few miles away, the sword of a Ji Emperor Immortal Sect disciple flew into his hand.
「永不碰剑那句话，我当你没说，我只出一剑，你看好就是。」
陆隐说完，又走到了一旁。
Wu Sheng frowned slightly, what does that mean?
I saw Lu Yin slowly raising his hand, and then thrusting his sword towards the mountain in the distance.
Wu Sheng was fascinated by the seemingly simple sword...
The mountains in the distance did not change at all.
The mountain was less than fifty kilometers away from them. With Wu Sheng's previous strength, it was not impossible to hit the mountain with sword energy from this position, but at most it would only destroy some vegetation on the mountain.
"Huh?" Wu Sheng was a little confused.
It has been so long, and there is still no change in that majestic mountain.
Lu Yin threw the sword away, said nothing, turned around and left with Lao Chen.
No one knew that a small hole had appeared in the middle of the mountain just now, and the sword energy that Lu Yin stabbed still did not stop, but passed through the atmosphere and shattered countless meteorites in the vast universe.
The sword energy is condensed and never disperses. Once it penetrates the planet it hits, its speed exceeds the speed of light and continues to surge in the direction outside the solar system. Everything it passes through will either penetrate or be directly shattered.
Wu Sheng held his breath, and all he could think about was Lu Yin's sword attack just now.
After Lu Yin left, the heads of the major sects flew back, only to see Wu Sheng, who had lost all his cultivation and had his sword broken.
"Brother Wu, is that man named Lu so strong?" Taoist Ziyun saw this scene, his eyes were filled with horror.
Wu Sheng didn't say anything, his mind was filled with Lu Yin's sword.
His cultivation was completely lost, but his understanding of the art of swordsmanship for more than three thousand years was not lost.
This is the sword of great simplicity!
There is no bells and whistles, you can’t even see the sword energy, and you can’t feel any sword intention.
If it were someone else, it would be difficult to realize how powerful Lu Yin's sword was.
The blood in Wu Sheng's body was flowing faster and faster, and his heartbeat was also accelerating crazily. His forehead felt hot, and he seemed to have an epiphany, but he couldn't grasp it.
Taoist Ziyun and other sect leaders saw that Wu Sheng was in a state of despair and panic, and they felt that a generation of swordsmen had fallen.
"Brother Wu, I think your cultivation has been completely lost. I will keep an eye on your disciples and my old friend. From now on, as long as I, Taoist Ziyun, am here, I will never let anyone bully your disciples."
"Brother Ziyun, what you said is right. Brother Wu's territory is so vast that you can't control the two thousand disciples under his sect. We are also willing to share Brother Wu's worries."
Others also expressed their willingness to share Wu Sheng's worries.
Actually, to put it bluntly, they just felt that Wu Sheng was a useless person, and they just divided up the resources and disciples under his sect. However, they still said it nicely.
Wu Sheng remained indifferent to the persecution from the major leaders.
The Ji Emperor Immortal Sect was created by his master. His master has passed away long ago. Will the inheritance of nearly four thousand years be destroyed in his hands?
Lu Yin is very strong, and he has realized it deeply.
Lu Yin just waved his feather fan and broke through his sword domain. Even if he practiced hard for thousands of years, he would never be able to match such a person. However, Lu Yin did not kill him, but only destroyed his cultivation, and the sword before leaving...
Among the hypocritical politeness, the leaders had already begun to discuss how to carve up everything in their Extreme Emperor Immortal Sect.
"Brother Wu, I heard that my master, Mr. Dugu, once left an ancient sword Tingfeng, but you have never been able to pull it out. Now that you have lost all your cultivation, I am afraid that others will covet it. Why don't you let my younger brother keep it for you?" Taoist Ziyun blinked and had already begun to play the ancient sword Tingfeng, the treasure of the Ji Emperor Xian Sect.
Another person also said: "I heard that Brother Wu has a ten-thousand-year-old blood jade in his hand, which can activate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Unfortunately, Brother Wu, you may not be able to mobilize the energy now, so you might as well take it out, and fellow Taoists can help you revive the sect."
Wu Sheng smiled, he threw away the broken fairy sword and stood up.
Three thousand years ago, he was spotted by his master, Mr. Dugu, because of his extraordinary aptitude, and was taught swordsmanship. At the age of twenty, he entered the Golden Elixir Avenue. With a sword in his hand, all his peers were defeated by him, and he became unparalleled in his glory.
turned into a god at the age of 100, shocking the entire world of immortality.
With great strength in the early stage of the Tribulation, he fought against many strong men in the later stage of the Tribulation. He did not fall behind and eventually became known as the Sword Immortal.
These people in front of him once called him brothers and sisters, especially Taoist Ziyun, who was from the same era as him and had a deep friendship with him.
When he fell to the altar and lost all his cultivation, all these people thought about was how to seize his sect.
The past events passed by like clouds and shadows, and in the end, Lu Yin’s sword was all that was left!
Wu Sheng's smile faded, and his eyes were dull.
In the eyes of everyone, Wu Sheng's body stood like a green mountain, as if he was a banished immortal about to leave.
"Sword is coming!"
Wu Sheng shouted loudly, and a stream of light flew from the mountain gate in front of the Ji Emperor Immortal Sect.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Sheng had an unsheathed ancient sword in his hand.
The group of leaders next to him were all dumbfounded.
Damn it, isn’t this useless?
Hasn’t he lost all his cultivation?
Why do you feel he is stronger?
"Listen to the wind!" Wu Sheng shook his hand and unsheathed his sword.
The sword body is already rusty, but the surroundings are like a gentle breeze. Wu Sheng's sleeves are fluttering and his gaze is coldly sweeping over the people present.
All the leaders are staring at Wu Sheng. Is this a reflection of the past?
Wu Sheng was clearly seriously injured just now and had lost all his cultivation. How could he become stronger?
Taoist Ziyun laughed dryly and said, "Brother Wu, what do you mean by this?"
Wu Sheng said coldly: "Don't you want to listen to the wind? It's in my hand now, just come and get it!"
Taoist Ziyun chuckled and said, "Brother Wu, why are you doing this? Brother, I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong."
From Wu Sheng's body, he couldn't see a trace of sword energy, or even his cultivation level.
Is it obvious that you have lost all your cultivation and cannot even condense a trace of sword energy?
Bluff!
Taoist Ziyun's smile condensed, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, his body was wrapped in a ball of blue flames, and he grabbed Wu Sheng.
Tingfeng has already pulled it out, it is even more of a treasure and must be captured!
The surrounding sect leaders also stood by and watched Taoist Ziyun attack Wu Sheng.
It can be seen from the aura emanating that Taoist Ziyun has reached the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, and the technique he practices is the ancient secret technique, the fire that swallows the sky.
The sky-swallowing fire can devour all things and even burn people's souls. If it touches even a little bit, they will suffer endless pain. Even Wu Sheng, who was at his peak before, did not dare to say that he would win against Taoist Ziyun.
"Pfft!"
Wu Sheng just stabbed out with his sword, just like Lu Yin's sword before leaving.
Simple and unpretentious!
A seemingly simple sword.
The tip of the sword stopped halfway down Taoist Ziyun's throat. The flames on Taoist Ziyun's body were all dissipated, and his face was pale and ugly. Cold sweat continued to roll down, and there was only fear in his eyes.
Others couldn't see anything special about Wu Sheng's sword, but he understood it very well. The moment Wu Sheng drew the sword, he seemed to feel that the whole world had lost contact with him.
There is only this sword left between heaven and earth.
There was no exaggerated sword radiance like before, and there was not even the slightest turbulence of the sword energy. But facing this sword, he could not avoid it. All his secret skills were in vain in front of this sword.
As long as Wu Sheng is willing, this sword can easily pierce his throat.
So weird and terrifying!
Time seemed to have stopped. Except for Taoist Ziyun, everyone else looked at them with doubts.
In their view, Taoist Ziyun suddenly rushed forward, Wu Sheng stabbed out his sword slowly, and the sky-devouring fire on Taoist Ziyun's body dissipated.
The onlookers laughed.
"Brother Ziyun, you don't mean to say that you lost, do you?"
"Brother Ziyun, I know you have a close friendship with Wu Sheng, but you don't have to be so fake when it comes to showmanship. Anyone who is not blind can see that you are just putting on a show." Hand over the blood jade, Brother Ziyun is doing his best to protect you."
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Hunter Ziyun almost didn't curse you, you guys are a bunch of idiots, can you say less?
If Wu Sheng is angered and he kills him with one sword without holding back, who will he cry to?
"Brother Wu, I really don't have any other intentions, please don't be impulsive..." Taoist Ziyun tried his best to force out a smile that was uglier than crying. He wanted to escape but didn't dare to.
Wu Sheng's sword is really terrifying. Even if he couldn't fight Wu Sheng 50-50 before, he would still have no problem not falling behind for hundreds or thousands of rounds.
But now, it’s obviously a one-shot kill!
The sword strike just now gave him the feeling that as long as Wu Sheng wanted to kill him, no matter where he fled to the ends of the earth, he would still be killed with this sword!