Chapter 492

"It turned out to be him."

Bu Qiuxiao said thoughtfully: "I heard that he has already reached the peak of breaking the sea, and he seems to be extraordinary today."

Of course he had heard of the master of Qingshan Shiyue Peak, but this real person had always kept a low profile and had been in seclusion all these years, and the two of them had never met face to face.

He Wei and other sect leaders nodded silently, while those ordinary disciples had never heard of this name at all, and were still in shock and bewilderment.

The Qingshan Sect actually has such a terrifying powerhouse?

The surface of the nearby sea regenerated.

The Qingshan sword boat flew very close to the sea surface, and there were very few sword lights.

Dozens of shadows suddenly appeared below the surface of the sea, which should be sea monsters domesticated by the West Sea Sword Sect.

A blood-red sword light broke through the sea, traveled through the sea at high speed, brought out boiling water vapor and countless streaks of blood, and then turned back.

It can be vaguely seen that those shadows have disintegrated and are sinking towards the bottom of the sea.

The power of this bloody sword light is naturally not as powerful as the flying swords of Master Guangyuan and those elders, but the spiritual impact it brings to the practitioners is not weak.

The sea water in a radius of several miles has been dyed red, looking like a boundless pool of blood, the picture is extremely bloody.

No one asked this time, who knew that this bloody flying sword was the legendary Furth sword.

Zhao Layue came to Youye Middle Realm at such a young age, how did she lose to Zhuo Rusui?

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Immortal Guangyuan returned to Jianzhou and never came out again.

The same is true for Cheng Youtian, Mochi, Bai Rujing and other strong green hills. Even Zhao Layue only made one sword.

Only when encountering problems that are difficult to solve, the former master of Qingshan will use the sword, and the rest of the time is still dominated by ordinary Qingshan disciples.

The further you go to the depths of the West Sea Islands, the more room for the swordsmanship and killing skills honed by Liangwang Peak disciples in Slaying Demons and Demons, and the flying swords sweep across the sea like rain.

The most frightening thing is that no matter what method the West Sea Sword Sect uses, the Qingshan Sect can find the most suitable method to crack it.

Snow falls on Shangde Peak, thunder falls on Bihu Peak, and formations form on Tianguang Peak... The simplest flying sword can be imitated into countless magical powers, and then break the magic weapons and formations of the West Sea Sword School at will.

Master Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing hadn't made a move, and there were still many famous swords at the immortal level that hadn't appeared, and the Xihai Sword Sect had already been beaten to the point of being powerless to fight back.

This is real crushing.

Seeing the magnificent but not fierce battle scenes on the sea, He Wei, head of Kunlun, suddenly asked, "How many days have you been fighting?"

Bu Qiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "It won't start until we arrive."

Knowing the news that Daoist Taiping had escaped the death test and was hiding in the West Sea, the scholars of Yimaozhai responded the fastest and were the first to arrive.

Qingshanzong could obviously start attacking ahead of time, but waited for the arrival of practitioners from other sects before starting. What does this mean?

For this battle, the Qingshan Sect specially played it for the entire Chaotian Continent, so they needed an audience.

After understanding this point, practitioners from various sects were shocked and speechless.

The West Sea Sword Sect is a new big sect in the past hundred years. It once suppressed a tough character like Wu'enmen extremely miserable. Even though its strength was greatly damaged after the Yuntai battle, it is still one of the few forces in the world. The Qingshan Sect fights whenever they say they want, and they can fight whenever they want. What kind of confidence is this?

Seventeen green mountain sword boats headed towards the depths of the West Sea Islands, the sword light gradually faded, leaving behind a sea full of scars and countless blood.

There was sea rain accompanied by the wind, and it fell on the sea and the island, gradually washing away the blood and covering the smoke and dust generated when the building collapsed.

Seeing this scene, practitioners of various sects felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

"This is war."

Looking at the fading bloodstains on the sea and the miserable islands, Bu Qiuxiao said after a moment of silence: "Only by war can the true strength of a sect be revealed. Therefore, I have always given high praise to the Wind Knife Sect, because they have participated in wars and have become stronger and stronger during the war."

He said this sentence to a Maozhai disciple in the bitter boat, and it was for teaching.

In human wars, no matter how strong the general's personal force is, it doesn't matter.

In the battle of the practice world, the strength of the individual practitioner's realm is of little significance, unless he has cultivated to the Mahayana or Heaven-reaching realm, he can try to change the situation.

The problem is, looking at the world of practice, how many great things are there in total?

There are two in the Qingshan Sect.

What is desperate is that Qingshan still has four guardian adults.

Many lines of sight subconsciously look towards the sky.

Between the thin clouds close to the void, there is a huge ship looming.

It was the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou faction, and many strong men from Yunmeng Mountain were in the boat, and it was even heard that Master Bai had come.

When it comes to the background, the number of strong practitioners, high-level flying swords and magic weapons, probably only the Zhongzhou faction can compete with the Qingshan sect.

If there is a war between these two factions, who will win the final victory?

No one dared to ask this question, but everyone was thinking silently in their hearts.

Bu Qiuxiao looked at those thoughtful disciples and shook his head.

He felt that this kind of thinking was meaningless.

After seeing the momentum and vigor of the Qingshan School today, does anyone still think that the Zhongzhou School has the possibility of winning?

Liu Shisui didn't think about it.

As a former genius disciple of Qingshan, he certainly believed that Qingshan would definitely win.

Whether it's the war with the Xihai Sword Sect today, or the imaginary war with the Zhongzhou Sect.

He stood in the bitter boat, watched the sword boat sailing into the distance, and sighed.

That sword boat had the least sword light, obviously had very few disciples, and Zhao Layue was on it, so it must be the sword boat of Shenmo Peak.

Qingshan suppressed Xihai, of course he felt proud, but also regretful.

If so many things hadn't happened, he should be in that sword boat by now.

There was a low buzzing sound, and the sword bracelet kept vibrating on his wrist.

Qingshan cuts against the West Sea, and Buerjian is the main sword of Liangwang Peak, so of course he wants to go to kill the enemy with his companions.

Liu Shisui touched the sword bracelet to appease him, thinking that if the Sword God of the West Sea did not appear, Qingshan would definitely win, why should I go with you?

If the Sword God of the West Sea appears, what can I do? And you... will definitely pretend to be asleep again.

Yes, everyone knew that the Qingshan Sect would win this battle, but until now no one was sure how much the Qingshan Sect would pay and how many people would die.

Because from the beginning to the end, the Sword God of the West Sea has not yet appeared.

The rain suddenly disappeared, and the wind disappeared.

There are countless tides on the sea.

Qingshan Bihufeng used the Chaoshui sword technique, but the momentum was not in a hurry.

In the Supreme Sword Art of Xihai Sword Sect, there is also a word Chao.

The waves rose from the sky and landed on the surface of the sword boat, producing countless snowflakes.

The sword boat at the front swayed slightly and stabilized its posture again.

The Tianguang Peak disciples withdrew their flying swords and stared at the rising tide, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Even Zhuo Rusui raised his drooping eyelids, as if excited.

It is a sword that makes countless tides in the West Sea.

That flying sword is made up of many sections, like a pagoda in a Zen temple, and like tides superimposed on each other.

The name of the sword is Twelve Floors.

In today's world, when it comes to famous immortal swords, this sword must be at the forefront.

More than two hundred years ago, when this sword was picked up by someone on the beach for the first time, it was no different from broken copper.

As someone's realm gets higher and higher, the grade of the Twelve-layered Building Sword is also higher and higher. Now it is a high-grade flying sword of the immortal rank, which is not much worse than the Chuzi sword of the past.

The sword follows someone, and that person is naturally more famous and more remarkable.

That person gave himself a Dao name called Yijian Xilai.

The great figures of the same generation used to call him Jian Xilai for short.

The lazy senior used to call him Xilai.

The vast majority of practitioners respectfully call him the Sword God of the West Sea.

Known as the sword god, one can imagine the high level of attainments and the depth of this person's swordsmanship.

The practice community doesn't think highly of Sword God, who thinks that he has a cold personality, silent and boring, narrow-minded in holding grudges, and has no demeanor of a fairy.

Under such circumstances, he is still recognized as one of the strongest in Chaotian Continent, and it is conceivable that his strength is really impeccable.

In the past few decades, his state has been at its peak, and Liu Ci's swordsmanship with him can only be divided evenly, and Pei Baifa was cut off by his sword to the West Sea.

The current Sword God of the West Sea can be said to be the real strongest in the Chaotian Continent, on par with the three real people Liu Ci and Tan Bai.

Back then, there was a perception that he, the sword god, was a bit bleak compared to the sword master, and now this perception is gone.

The Twelve-Floored Tower Sword appears amidst the frenzy, who will resist the Qingshan Sect?

In the huge sword boat at the front, Liu Ci stood at the bow of the boat, his robe was fluffy, squinting at the sword, not intending to greet him with the sword.

Because he didn't have a sword, and Chengtian's scabbard was prepared for another person today.

Yuan Qijing didn't draw his sword either, and was still sitting quietly in the cabin, waiting for the appearance of Patriarch Kirishima.

The golden pheasant dragged its eerie long tail, paced around the cabin, and said anxiously: "Where is that old ghost? Where is it? I'm so anxious."

Yuan Qijing glanced at him, knowing that what he was worried about was not the old ancestor of Wudao, Nan Chi, but another person.

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The sword light illuminated the sea, and three flying swords pierced through the air, surrounding the Twelve-layered Building Sword.

These three flying swords are outstanding people, and their sword intent is like glaze, obviously they are all fairy-level flying swords.

Yunxing Peak's Jiekong Sword.

Shiyue Peak's Returning Sun Sword.

The Bafang Sword of Bihu Peak.

Zhao Layue's level was too low to participate in a battle of this level, so Firth Sword did not appear.

"The Green Mountain Sect is really proud that they only let three peak masters out to welcome them."

He Wei looked at the picture in the distance, and said with some envy and malice: "Even if Master Guangyuan can resist for a while, the other two will be killed instantly."

Liu Shisui glanced at this person, then looked at his wrist, and found that there was no movement from the Bu Er sword.

The tide was falling.

The figure behind the Twelve Layers Sword became clear.

The Sword God of the West Sea finally appeared.

Facing the three famous swords from the green hills and the seventeen sword boats from the green hills, his face showed no fear, and was still as indifferent as usual, like a stone statue.

"what you up to?"

The Sword God of the West Sea looked at the sword boat more than ten miles away, and his voice did not fluctuate.

Immortal Liu Ci stood at the bow of the boat, his Taoist robe fluttered like a fairy, and his voice was as sweet as nectar: ​​"Please go back to the mountain, master."

Hearing these words, Xihai Sword God seemed calm, but he sighed inwardly.

In the original plan, the real Taiping came to Xihai to steal the sword, and he and Xuan Yinzi would kill or capture him together, and then lure the ghost in Qingshan to come and kill him.

Who would have thought that before he had time to make a move, the Qingshan Sword Sect would arrive, and moreover... come out in full force.

Xihai Sword God said blankly: "You Qingshan Sect didn't watch him and let him escape. Why did you come to us?"

Liu Ci didn't answer him.

A bright yellow scroll came from the east and hung in the sky. The ink characters on it rose with the sea breeze and were extremely clear in the sunlight, falling into the eyes of all practitioners.

The imperial decree stated that the Ming and Qing Tiansi and the scroller had been investigated separately, and the real Taiping was in the West Sea, and all righteous sects were required to cooperate with the Qingshan sect.

The sea breeze gently brushed the water surface, the golden light gradually dispersed and gathered, it was very quiet.

Naturally, no cultivator would follow the Qingshan Sect to attack the Xihai Sword Sect, not even the Xuanling Sect and Daze.

Everyone understands that Qingshan Sect doesn't need help, it just needs the reason of Faxihai.

The Emperor of God wrote an imperial decree for them.

"Without evidence, the imperial decree is also waste paper."

Xihai Sword God said with a blank expression: "The Qingshan sect claims to be the leader of the righteous way, but today it killed so many innocent people. I don't need the witnesses of the sects present. I just want to know how you will have the face to face your ancestors in the future."

Liu Ci said calmly: "Open the mountain gate, if the teacher is really not there, Qingshan will apologize."

The apology in these words seems random, but anyone can imagine that if Master Taiping is indeed not in the West Sea Islands, the price Qingshan will have to pay is definitely not as simple as killing a few people.

Dare to say such a thing, it shows that Qingshan really has confidence.

Countless eyes fell on Xihai Sword God, wondering how he would choose.

Xihai Sword God lowered his eyes slightly.

Back then, he asked Su Ziye to tell Master Taiping that Chu Zijian was on Tianxuan Island, in order to lure him into the West Sea.

The problem is that he himself doesn't know if Master Taiping is in the West Sea at this time.

If so, why doesn't he know?

If not, why would Liu Ci dare to say such a thing?

I am really not good at conspiracy and tricks.

Xihai Sword God laughed at himself, then looked at Liu Ci and said calmly: "It's easy to come in, let's fight."

As the words fell, an extremely powerful sword intent emerged from the depths of the West Sea Islands, and the formation was shattered to the extreme.

A huge shadow rose slowly from the bottom of the sea, it should be the Flying Whale, the divine beast of the Xihai Sword Sect.

The expressions of practitioners of various sects became extremely serious.

The Xihai Sword Sect actually acted like they were going to die together!

This is already the core area of ​​the West Sea Islands, and the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate of the West Sea Sword Sect can exert extremely powerful power.

No matter how strong the Green Mountain Sect was, if they wanted to break through this mountain gate formation, they would have to pay a huge price and many people would die.

If a sect's mountain gate formation is so easy to break, how can the Xuanyin sect survive until now under the eyes of the Qingshan sect?

The meaning of the Sword God of the West Sea is very clear.

No matter what conspiracy your Green Mountain Sect has, I will face it head-on with blood and death.

Liu Ci was silent for a long time, as if judging whether it was worth it.

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The Sword God of the West Sea suddenly sensed something, and suddenly turned his head to look somewhere in the sea, with a shocked and angry expression on his face.

Only then did he realize that Liu Ci was not judging gains or losses at all, but was waiting!

There is an island in the sea over there, called Shaoming Island, more than three hundred miles away from here, it looks ordinary, but it is the hub of the Great Formation of the Mountain Gate!

Accompanied by the sound of heavy friction, the boulder on the island slowly changed its position.

Everyone sensed the drastic change in the breath of heaven and earth.

When the rain falls, the eaves break, and when the thief comes, the door opens.

The Great Formation of the Mountain Gate of the Xihai Sword Sect... just opened!

The fog on the islands cleared, revealing their real body in the sunlight.

There is a mountain on Shaoming Island.

There is a tower on the top of the mountain.

There is an ordinary old elm chair on the balcony.

Yin San sat in a chair drinking tea.

He looks handsome, even handsome, with an amiable smile, as if he thinks that the tea in the cup is the most delicious thing in the world.

Sensing the opening of the mountain gate formation, he seemed a little surprised and looked out of the island.

There are seventeen green mountain sword boats in the sky.

Holding the teacup, he stood up slowly, with extremely complicated emotions in his eyes. In the end, his eyes fell on Master Liu Ci, his eyes became colder, his eyebrows gradually raised, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The villain! You actually chased here, do you really want to live forever with your teacher!"

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(You look good! I'm not bragging, whether it's fighting, being shameless or pretending to be aggressive, this pair of seniors must be the strongest!)