First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 1322: Who else

Jekong Temple.

"Senior, does this mean that my young master's current strength can kill the feathered characters at the level of the Divine Infant Realm?"

Wei Shan asked seriously.

"It's hard to say."

Qing Shi Jianxian shook his head and explained patiently, "Dead spirits are a kind of soul body. They have no Dao body and are born with insufficiency. Even if they have the strength of the Divine Infant Realm, they are not really... living people."

"Like the Qin Hongyu just now, who originally cultivated in the Dao Realm, but after becoming a dead spirit, he can only have a power that is weaker than that in the middle stage of the Infant Realm."

"But if she were to face off against a real Divine Infant Realm powerhouse, she would definitely lose."

"This is the insufficiency of the dead soul. Without the body, it is like duckweed on the water, a tree without roots."

"Simply put, fellow Daoist Su's current strength is enough to compete with the real Yu Hua in the early stage of the Divine Infant Realm."

The sword monk Jiekong also nodded and said: "This kind of power is enough to shock the past and the present. In the ancient times, except for a handful of the most amazing descendants of immortals, no one could do this step. ."

He and Qing Shi Jianxian were both the top figures on the road to ascension. In terms of experience and knowledge, they naturally far surpassed the people of the world.

After hearing this, Wei Shan was delighted and said, "It's comparable to the initial stage of the Infant Realm, and I noticed that the young master's strength is still improving!"

Qing Shi Jian Xian and Jie Kong Sword Monk both nodded, feeling emotional.

How could they not see that Su Yi, who was in the slaughter battle, has been further tempered and tapped?

As for Su Yi today, he is only in the realm of reunification.

In time, when he sets foot in the cave realm, how powerful should his Taoism be?

What if he set foot on the path of ascension?

Think about it and you can't help but be shocked!

Outside.

Under the sky, after Su Yi's voice came out, the scene became eerily silent for a while.

Those wise dead souls looked at each other, but no one was in a hurry to stand up.

Who can't see that Su Yi is at his peak at the moment?

However, there are also dead spirits eager to try.

"Huayang Xianshan, sword repair Liangguan, I would like to have a showdown with fellow Taoists!"

Soon, a tall and thin man in white robe stood up, which immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

He has broad shoulders and narrow waist, long and narrow eyes, and holds a long blue sword in his palm. There are strands of Taoism on his body that rise and fall like tides, and his breath is as condensed as iron.

"This is a nice guy."

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Huayang Immortal Mountain is the head of the Seven Great Sword Sects of Taikoo, and there have been many peerless swordsmen from the Ming Yao side!

This dead spirit named Liang Guan had roughly the same strength as Qin Hongyu during his lifetime.

But this person's strength is obviously better than Qin Hongyu's.

This can be seen from the breath on his body.

"Perhaps this is the opponent Su Daoyou expects to meet."

All empty sword monk whispered.

While talking, the battle has already begun.

Liang Guan stepped into the sky and drew his sword.

His swordsmanship can be described as "quick as fire, domineering as thunder", and his sword intent pierces the sky and the earth.

When he started, the sky and the earth were filled with dazzling sword light, like a sea of ​​rage, like a sea of ​​rage.

Just looking at it from a distance makes the skin sting and the mind like being cut by a knife.

But in the end, Liang Guan lost.

It's not that he's not strong enough, but that Su Yi's strength has already changed significantly after the first two battles.

And he swallowed a lotus seed from the nine-color lotus pod, which made his cultivation level rise, and he was only one line away from entering the late stage of Unity.

Therefore, in the slaughter battle, even if it is a head-to-head fight, as time goes by, Su Yi will steadily gain the upper hand.

Finally, in less than half a quarter of an hour in the battle, Su Yi came from the east with a sword and flew out Liang Guan with a knife, suffering heavy damage.

"Unfortunately, my body does not exist, otherwise, this battle would not have been defeated so quickly."

Liang Guan sighed.

He took out a bronze box and placed it in front of Jiekong Temple.

Su Yi said lightly: "You are a dead soul without a body, and I am the king of the realm of reunification who has never set foot on the path of ascension. Why is it a pity to say that?"

Liang Guan was startled, nodded, got up and bowed his hands and said, "I have been taught."

He turns and backs off the field.

Su Yi let out a long breath.

In this battle, he also paid a great price. There were many shocking knife wounds on his body, and his robes were stained with blood, especially on his back.

But Su Yi didn't care at all.

Such a fierce fight is too rare. He has not encountered it for a long time. It is the strongest wine in the world.

He can clearly feel that every inch of his body seems to be surging with raging fire, and every thought is stimulated by the will to fight, producing an incomparable desire.

What is Sword Cultivation?

With the sword in the palm of your hand, the battle will never end!

"Next."

Su Yi opened his mouth, and the three fluttering words clearly resounded in the ears of everyone present.

The atmosphere is dull.

Until now, Su Yi has won three games in a row!

This left the spectators stunned, like a miracle.

It also brings great pressure to those deceased souls present!

"Fellow Daoist Su, can you dare to compete with me with the power of your soul?"

Suddenly, the black-robed old man standing on the white jade elephant opened his mouth.

He is full of demonic energy, like an unparalleled demon god.

Some deceased spirits are mocking, and being able to make such unreasonable demands shows how shameless this old guy is.

"Old guy, even if you are a dead spirit, you still exist in the Ascension Realm. How can you be so shameless?"

The monk Kongzhao's voice sounded like a trumpet, full of irony.

"The way of the soul, which the old man cultivated before his death, is just a suggestion at the moment, and he never said that fellow Daoist Su must agree."

The black-robed old man spoke lightly, not minding the mocking glances from all around him.

Su Yi looked up and down the black-robed old man and said, "If you compete with the power of the soul, I'm worried that you will lose faster."

The audience was stunned.

The black-robed old man is known as "Huayin Zhenren", proficient in the mystery of the soul, and among these dead souls, he is also one of the top figures.

After all, all dead souls are spirits, and the most dreaded thing is to fight against characters like Zhenren Huayin, who are proficient in the mysticism of spirits.

But now, Su Yi doesn't seem to be afraid at all!

"Are you... sure?"

The black-robed old man Huayin had a strange expression.

Su Yi said: "Try it?"

Shenzhen Huayin laughed, his eyes swept around, and he said, "Everyone has seen it, it is Su Daoyou who took the initiative to choose to fight with the power of the soul, not the old man who deliberately bullied the weak."

He looked cheerful and smug, with a smile on his brows and eyes.

This made everyone silent, Su Yi agreed, what else could they say?

"Fellow Daoist Su, that old man is welcome."

The voice of the real person Huayin is still echoing, and the figure suddenly disappears out of thin air.

Shout!

In an instant, countless Huayin real people appeared out of thin air, slaughtering Su Yi from all directions, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

Many dead souls changed color, gasping for breath.

Incarnate!

This is an extremely bizarre divine soul secret technique. Each phantom is a divine soul clone. Once it is cast, it will be like thousands of Huayin real people working together.

Even if the power of those divine soul clones is far inferior to that of Huayin's main soul, it is still enough to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.

Su Yili stayed where he was.

Since he had said that he would compete for the power of the soul, he would not break his promise.

Boom!

His sea of ​​consciousness roared and turned into a huge vortex of kendo.

Seeing this, Master Huayin couldn't help laughing up to the sky, and with the countless avatars of the soul, he rushed directly into the kendo whirlpool.

Boom!

The vortex of kendo swirled and wiped out a large area of ​​Huayin's soul clone, but after all, it was unable to resist all of it.

The real Huayin went straight into Su Yi's sea of ​​knowledge!

"This..."

Everyone was shocked.

Some deceased spirits are even more flickering, ready to move.

Everyone can see that the real person Huayin has entered Su Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, which means that Su Yi may be taken over by the real person Huayin at any time!

"How could this be?"

Many spectators were astonished, how could the spectator be so careless?

Qing Shi Jian Xian and Jie Kong Jian Seng also felt caught off guard, and their expressions also changed.

Just as the two were about to rescue,

"Ah—!"

A shrill scream pierced through the sky.

Everyone was startled.

Then I saw the figure of the real person Huayin, staggered and fell out of Su Yi's body, holding his head in his hands, screaming and screaming, looking like he wanted to die.

His figure twitched like a maniac.

Everyone was horrified and shocked by this sudden scene.

"Are you satisfied?"

Su Yi asked with a smile.

At the beginning, the Buddha Lord of the Blood Lantern also broke into his sea of ​​consciousness, but was completely suppressed.

And this real Huayin, after rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness, was like the Buddha Lord of the Blood Lamp, and was easily suppressed, and was almost shattered by the breath of the Nine Prisons Sword.

"Serve!"

Huayin real person shouted in a trembling voice, his face full of horror.

"I told you earlier that if you compete with the power of the soul, you will only lose faster."

Su Yi said, "Leave the spoils and leave."

Shen Huayin hurriedly took out a storage bracelet, and immediately left the stage, sitting on the white jade elephant to heal.

He was so badly wounded that his soul body was about to crack.

This scene also shocked everyone present. They couldn't imagine what kind of experience Huayin had just experienced to lose so miserably.

For a while, the gazes of those deceased spirits looking at Su Yi changed again.

The Sword Immortal Qing Shi and the Sword Monk Jie Kong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other, unavoidably laughing at themselves.

Even they couldn't see the mystery, and they were shocked. It really shouldn't be.

“Who else?”

The monk Kongzhao was full of pride, and his eyes scanned the audience ~IndoMTL.com~ Su Yi won four games in a row, which made him also excited and proud.

Of course, more importantly, they also harvested a batch of rich and attractive loot, all of which are feather-level treasures, and their value is immeasurable!

The atmosphere is dull and oppressive.

Only monk Kongzhao's phrase "who else" echoed in everyone's ears.

The expressions of those deceased spirits are all gloomy and uncertain, and their eyes are subconsciously looking at the same place.

There is a long rainbow of golden sword energy in that place.

A group of feathered monks stood on it.

"Since there is no one to fight, let me do it."

Aware of everyone's gaze, a middle-aged Taoist headed by him spoke and stepped into the arena.

He wears a feather coat and a crown on his head, and his tall figure circulates around him.

As soon as he appeared, he became the center of attention.