"Twenty-five, one Yuan realm."

With Situ's shock and shouting, Nangong Yue stood up from the cliff, landed outside the Octagon Gate Tower, and pointed Li Chugui's eyebrows with his fingers.

Around the sword worship platform, the monk's eyes were also focused on the young master of Yunshui Sword Pond.

The first realm means that the monk has refined the first five elements natal. Moreover, Li Chugui is also a rare sword cultivator in the nine sects.

It is extremely difficult to enter Youhuang. In order to pursue extreme killing power, a good sword that suits oneself is needed to refine it into a natal object.

Refining the natal object represents the "unity of man and nature". Putting it on the sword cultivator is the "unity of man and sword". The sword is no longer an external object. It has changed from a weapon to the hands and feet of a monk, and it becomes an extension of the body's meridians. The true energy is no longer poured into the sword, but flows through its own meridians. It is conceivable how much control over the sword can skyrocket.

Moreover, in such a scene of competition, the realm cannot suppress the natal object because it is part of the cultivator's body; this is like being unable to peel off the dragon's blood from Zuo Lingquan's body.

Under the gaze of everyone, Li Chugui's realm was suppressed to the sixth level of Linggu, and then untied his long sword and walked into the sword worship platform.

Unarmed entry is not arrogant.

The sword cultivator "integrates man and sword" and the natal sword is warmed in the body all year round; if the natal sword is slightly worn, it means that the cultivator's body is injured, and the sword will be broken, and the person will die, so he will not be used easily.

Facing the Ordinary Spirit Valley, the "Concubine Sword" with him was enough to deal with it, but Zuo Lingquan controlled the Five Elements Water in advance, and Li Chugui still gave the opponent the greatest respect.

Li Chugui was wearing brocade clothes and walked through the slightly muddy land. The breeze rolled up his robe and was as stable as a mountain. From a distance, he looked like a magic needle for the sea.

Zuo Lingquan stood in the field with his sword in his arms, and his eyes finally became more serious.

Is he a swordsman? You can see from his temperament just by looking at him. The young master in Jinyi in front of him may be the closest person Zuo Lingquan has ever met since he learned swordsmanship; he is also the first person who can make him feel pressure under the same level.

However, the pressure does not bring fear, but the competitive spirit of meeting the opponent!

Li Chugui obviously had the same feeling. When he walked near Zuo Lingquan, his eyes had changed from the initial light wind and clouds to seriousness.

Li Chugui stood ten feet away and looked straight into Zuo Lingquan's eyes:

"I thought you were a warlock pretending to be a swordsman, but I didn't expect you to be a sword-taking person."

Zuo Lingquan reminded: "Brother Li, it's better to be serious. You and I can only fight one match. If Brother Li can't even pull out the sword later, he may regret it for the rest of his life."

This is extremely arrogant.

The monks watching were all stunned. Unexpectedly, Zuo Lingquan was so arrogant when facing Qing Kui of the Nine Sects.

Li Chongjin leaned on the chair of the Grand Master and snorted: "It's true that he is a casual cultivator, and he doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

The elders of the other nine sects also thought Zuo Lingquan was a bit too pretentious.

Only Lao Lu understood that Zuo Lingquan was really reminding the other party not to make mistakes because of carelessness, hurting his sword heart, and thus becoming depressed.

As the young master of Yunshui Sword Pond, Li Chugui has reached the pinnacle of his swordsmanship among his peers. He naturally acted as a provocation to Zuo Lingquan's words and responded plainly:

"The sword-seeking person is too crazy and has no benefit."

Zuo Lingquan didn't say much when he saw this. After all, the other party might be able to make him fight happily.

After the two of them finished their mouths, Nangong Yue raised his hand:

"Let's get started."

After the words came, the surrounding area of ​​the Sword Worshiping Platform became silent. The monks watched the eyes of the cultivators, who dared not blink.

However, this time, I still didn't see the scene of the two sides raiding together.

The cold wind was gentle, and the snow fell silently in the sword platform.

The two figures looked at each other and became quiet, leaving only the slight sound of the wind blowing her robes.

sough

Li Chugui's face was expressionless, and he raised his right hand slowly. Red fire emerged from his body, gathered in his palm, gradually forming a sword hilt and a sword blade...

But in the blink of an eye, a long sword full of red appeared in Li Chugui's hand.

This sword is called "Hongxin". It is led by the sky fire and the soul of the immortal beast as the sword spirit. It is created by the Lord Qingdu.

When the monks around saw this sword, their eyes were burning, and even the elders of the nine sects showed a serious look.

After all, the Nine Sects are not famous for their sword cultivation. There are only five immortal swords in the entire Nine Sect, four of which are made of the souls of the living souls as sword spirits and are founded in the day after tomorrow; there is only one immortal sword that truly produces sword spirits, which is in the hands of the Supreme Lord of the Nine Alliance.

Although the Immortal Sword Embryo is not an Immortal Sword, its status is equivalent to that of Qing Kui compared to the Eight Lords, but there is a chance of growing into an Immortal Sword.

But Qingkui's weight is also not low. Each generation of the nine sects has only more than ten, and the immortal sword embryo is the same. They are all supreme treasures that monks dream of.

Li Chugui held the red sword in his hand and pointed to the ground diagonally, as if he had become a different person, his momentum was rising steadily, and an indescribable suppression spread, spreading throughout the sword-bearing platform.

The flames in the field swayed slightly, pointing to the sword in Li Chugui's hand.

As an opponent, Zuo Lingquan only felt a sky net composed of hundreds of thousands of swords appearing in front of him, without any gaps to avoid, and seemed to be chasing him at any time and smashing him into powder.

"What a strong sword intent!"

The monks watched the omnipresent sword involuntarily retreated a little, their eyes showing shock.

The elders of the Nine Sects nodded slightly, showing a look of praise; Qiu Fengqing said:

"It's really Jian Yi'lian Yun. Judging from the sword intent, he has touched some threshold."

Li Chongjin looked arrogant and was about to brag about his young master's swordsmanship with Nangong Yue next to him, but before he could speak, his face changed.

Because Zuo Lingquan held the hilt of the sword!

Under the momentum of Li Chuqing's rising steadily, Zuo Lingquan's silk thread did not move, and he leaned forward with his right foot, held the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right hand, and made a forward move of pulling the sword and stabbing it in front.

It was also at this moment that the entire sword worship platform seemed to be silent under the heavy snow.

The snowflakes flying in the sky turned into a clear vortex and gathered towards Zuo Lingquan's right hand holding the sword.

The rivers in the site all flow up the river bank and gather towards Zuolingquan.

The extremely sharp penetrating power pointed to the eyebrows of nearly 10,000 people present, making people shudder!

This momentum is much stronger than Li Chugui!

The monks watched the monks were so shocked that they took two steps back. This time they were so scared that they stood there. Several monks with high realms even instinctively took out their self-defense equipment.

Li Chugui, who was so powerful, was almost disturbed by this momentum, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

Not only Li Chugui was unbelievable, Qiu Fengqing looked shocked. Even though Zuo Lingquan had not yet set off his sword, he felt the terror of this sword and said:

"This is also Jianyi?"

Li Chongjin and others also asked similar questions, because only "Sword One" can show this kind of sword intent that makes the gods and demons retreat.

Old Lu already knew, but his eyes still showed a look of surprise:

"That's right, it's Jianyi."

Even though Qiu Fengqing has been confirmed, it is still unbelievable.

The so-called "Sword One" means "the most simple way". When it comes to martial arts, it means that it is a way to defeat the opponent without any reason.

For example, the "Dragon-Slaying" of the Supreme Shangguan Yutang of the Nine Alliance, when he fights against the enemy, he cuts the space with one sword. The enemy will naturally divide into two with the space, which is equivalent to a dimensional reduction strike, and there is no defense at all, so he "breaks all methods with one sword".

The nine sects have three styles of "Sword Yi" in the terrace "Wang Ying", Yunshui Jiantan "Lianyun", and Iron Mansion "Slaying Dragon".

The Three Swords also represent the respective martial arts schools of the three major sects, and they are all the "truths" that the three lords have realized in their lifetime of immersion in martial arts.

Jianyi's concepts are very simple and can be explained clearly in one sentence.

Practice the sword until it can break through the space.

Lian Yun instantly slashed out millions of swords.

The shadowless sword appears without trace.

But the principle is simple, but it is difficult to master it. There is no other person in the Iron Mansion that can split the space, and there are very few people who can touch the threshold.

Qiu Fengqing did not believe that Zuo Lingquan could learn "Sword Yi" at his current age, but this "who else but me" sword intent could only explode if he mastered Jian Yi.

He felt it carefully and said incredibly:

"Which Jianyi is this?"

“Self-taught.”

"Impossible. If he could understand Jianyi by himself at the age of eighteen, the ancestor Shangguan would have to be at a disadvantage..."

...

The elders of the other nine sects reacted exactly the same as Qiu Fengqing, and they didn't believe that the sword that Zuo Lingquan had not yet taken was "Jianyi", but the fact seemed to be in front of him again.

Among all, Li Chugui is under the greatest pressure.

Facing the surging sword intent in front of him, Li Chugui was also aroused by the swordsman's blood. He held the sword and his momentum rose again.

The sword intent has no actual killing power, but it is the most important part of the swordsman's competition.

Because once you can't suppress the opponent's momentum and doubt or retreat from your sword, your mind will be shaken and you will definitely lose.

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing hard for fifteen years, and when he set out his sword, he was already calm. At this moment, he only had opponents in his eyes and had no thoughts at all. He was just looking for an opportunity to find a sword.

The sword intent of both sides competed, just like two dragons fighting, which pushed many low-level cultivators to stand firmly.

Li Chugui's momentum was rising steadily, trying to suppress Zuo Lingquan so as not to cause turmoil in Xinhu.

But no matter how he chases, he always feels Zuo Lingquan whispering in his ear:
To be continued...