Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 250 The Sword Sighs
Ji Hua's guess was correct. He did not say directly about taking the secret realm inheritance, but he tacitly agreed and let his disciples carry it out.

As for how to do it, he didn't know and didn't participate.

Therefore, he was not quite clear about what Yingze and the others did, but it was indeed an action he tacitly approved.

When one reaches his level, what else can he pursue?
It is naturally the supreme swordsmanship, the realm of the swordsmanship saint.

At the very least, we must cross this threshold and be on par with the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

Throughout his life, he has always been a favored child since his youth.

Although he was born into the prominent Li family of the Dali Dynasty, he did not just rest on his laurels. In fact, he made the entire Li family glorious because of his existence.

He rose to fame at a young age, and then traveled around the world and became famous.

At that time, the family hoped that he would inherit the family and not travel far away, but he didn't care. If he was an ordinary person, he might choose to become the family heir, but he was not. The Li family was too shallow to accommodate him.

Even the family was unhappy about this.

But later, the whole family and even the whole Dali heard of his name.

From then on, the world first knew the sword cultivator Li Chengying, and then knew the Li family.

Afterwards, he encountered a bottleneck and asked Jian Xuanyuan. He knew that although he had reached the top of Dali's swordsmanship, it was still far from enough. There are still higher peaks in the swordsmanship.

He stayed in Chixiao City, established the Chengying Sword Dojo, and practiced hard.

Hearing that the Xuan-yuan Sword might have risen due to the inheritance of the secret realm, he himself had been struggling to pursue the way of the sword but failed, so he thought of the inheritance of the secret realm, and then what happened next happened.

For the sake of reaching higher heights in kendo, it doesn’t matter if some people die.

Even if he is a disciple of Lishan, so what?

Even if Li Shan Sword Master arrived today, he would not be able to stop him.

Among the top sword masters in the world today, there is no one better than Li Shan.

Ji Hua had a chance, but now, he will deprive Ji Hua of that chance.

Of course, there is also Wen Ruyu and Zuo Canglan’s disciple.

These three people should be the most outstanding and talented people among the next generation of Lishan, right?
Li Chengying glanced at the three of them.

From today on, there will be no future if you leave the mountain.

"When Uncle Zuo and the others were here, your name, Li Chengying, was nowhere to be found. Now that Lishan has fallen, you, Li Chengying, actually dare to look down on Lishan. How ridiculous." Ji Hua's white hair was flying, and he said calmly, "You are not afraid of Lishan. Perhaps we will perish in your hands today, but you, Li Chengying, will not survive. There will be no place for you in this world."

If Li Fan died here, Li Shan would do everything he could to kill Li Chengying.

"Really?" Li Chengying said nonchalantly, "Well, I want to see how I can be left without a place to stay after leaving the mountain."

As he spoke, his arm trembled, and suddenly countless calamity swords swam around him. Those calamity swords flashed with white light of destruction and made a hissing sound. It seemed ordinary, but only when you felt it up close, you could clearly feel the destructive aura contained in these calamity swords.

"go……"

As soon as Li Chengying finished speaking, countless swords of disaster rushed towards Ji Hua like thousands of silver lights.

The Vermilion Bird cried loudly, and countless fiery red Vermilion Bird swords bloomed on the sword pattern behind Ji Hua.

The silver calamity light fell on the Vermillion Bird swords, causing them to explode in the air. In an instant, countless Vermillion Bird swords in the sky exploded at the same time, creating a spectacular scene.

Those calamity swords moved forward like silver water flowing or silver snakes dancing, and actually gathered together when they were killing Ji Hua. When countless calamity swords merged together, a bright calamity sword as bright as a star burst out with a light of destruction. At this moment, everyone in the air below clearly felt an incomparable destructive force.

The sword moved forward like a beam of light, piercing the sky, and its trajectory could not be captured by the naked eye.

The sky was burned red by the flames, and under the red clouds, the silver light was extremely brilliant. The space seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed, and the storm of destruction spread towards the surrounding heaven and earth.

A huge phantom of Vermillion Bird appeared behind Ji Hua. He stood in front of the phantom, and the sword energy around him rolled towards him, merged into his sword, and stabbed forward.

"Pfft..."

In an instant, the spreading sword light was like a wave of destruction, or like countless needles of disaster, instantly piercing the Vermillion Bird behind Ji Hua into pieces, with countless tiny holes appearing and constantly expanding, with a tendency to collapse.

Ji Hua and the space he was in seemed to be torn apart.

"Ji Hua, even though you are on the famous sword list, fighting with me is just seeking death. In a few decades, there may be a chance, but not now."

As Li Chengying finished speaking, the sword in his hand disappeared in an instant and merged into the sword of robbery. His body seemed to cross the void and landed in front of Ji Hua at the speed of teleportation. His finger fell on the sword of robbery and pointed forward. The sword of robbery continued to move forward, and waves of destruction destroyed Ji Hua's defense.

A dull sound was heard, and Ji Hua's body instantly fell from the air and landed on a building below. The building under his feet was instantly destroyed and turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

The sword intent lingered around Ji Hua, seemingly endlessly entangled.

After all, there is still a huge gap between the Famous Sword List and the Sword Saint List.

"Humph……"

Li Chengying lowered his head to look at the sky below, snorted coldly, pressed his palm downwards, and instantly the sword of disaster appeared. A gorgeous Suzaku Sword shot out from between Ji Hua's eyebrows and collided with the sword of disaster. He moved forward, grasped the Suzaku Sword in his hand, and the tremendous sword intent continued to flow into it.

But the calamity sword intent continued to spread downwards, and the calamity light turned into a sword-shaped light curtain that enveloped Ji Hua's body. Li Chengying took a step down and whispered, "It's not easy for you to block my sword, but how long can you hold on?"

As he said that, he glanced at Kong Lifan again and said, "I heard that he is Zuo Canglan's disciple, but I don't know if Zuo Canglan still has the same charm as he did back then. I hope he won't disappoint me." "Take him away."

After he said that, he saw many figures around him walking forward to capture Li Fan.

"Don't use your sword intent anymore. Even though there is the sword intent left by the great swordsman Li Shan, it is only useful against them. It is meaningless to me."

Wen Ruyu walked forward, but saw a sword light as fast as lightning coming towards him instantly, and Wen Ruyu drew his sword in an instant.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, Wen Ruyu's body flew back and hit the inn.

When he walked out, he saw a sixth-level swordsman looking at him with contempt.

"Om."

Wen Ruyu said nothing more, and the sword of killing soared into the sky, attacking the opponent again.

“You don’t know your own limitations.” The sixth realm swordsman spoke coldly, and his body rushed forward again. A sword light flashed in the air, and it was extremely fast. With a light “puff” sound, Wen Ruyu’s body flew back again, and a blood mark appeared on his body.

But when the sixth realm swordsman looked down, he found that a piece of his sleeve had been cut off.

Someone was walking towards Li Fan, and Huang Xiong and Lu Yuan stepped forward at the same time to block Li Fan.

"boom."

The sword cultivator in front strode towards them, pressing down on Huang Xiong and the others.

The people around looked at the scene in front of them and felt a little sad.

Leaving the mountains, leaving the mountains, will eventually lead to decline.

If he had left the mountain that year, Li Chengying would not have dared to do so.

How could his disciples, these sword practitioners, dare to do this?

Now, the fifth best swordsman in the world wants to suppress Lishan, kill Lishan’s disciples, and seize Lishan’s swordsman.

"Leaving the mountain..."

At this moment, Li Fan, who was closing his eyes to communicate with the magic sword, suddenly heard a sigh. The sigh seemed to come from afar, revealing a sense of sadness and sorrow, and it seemed to be right next to him.

Not only Li Fan heard it, but everyone around him also heard it.

"Who?"

Li Chengying frowned and looked down at Li Fan.

Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and his heart was pounding.

I saw a sword intent flowing through his body, and in an instant, wisps of light covered his body. Behind him, the Tianxing Sword was unsheathed, clanging, and suspended in front of him.

Li Fan stretched out his arm with some trembling and grasped the sword.

"Om..."

A terrifying sword intent swept out, like a hurricane, blowing on everyone.

Countless people looked at the sword in Li Fan's hand. What was going on?

This sword is whispering?

The sword is sighing!
"You want to see the Lishan Sword Cultivator?"

A voice was heard, and the world suddenly became quiet. Everyone's eyes fell on the sword in Li Fan's hand. This time, they did not hear wrong.

It was the sword that was speaking.

You have to see, Lishan Sword Cultivator... this is what he said to Li Chengying.

Li Chengying frowned slightly. His calm eyes revealed a strange look at this moment. He gradually became solemn and stared at the sword in Li Fan's hand.

"Who?" Li Chengying whispered.

An invisible force enveloped Li Fan, lifting him up, causing Li Fan to fly into the air and stand high in the sky.

Ji Hua and Wen Ruyu also looked at the sword in Li Fan's hand, and there was a hint of excitement in their eyes. This was...

An illusory figure slowly appeared in the sword and overlapped with Li Fan's figure. It was a white-haired old man.

When he saw the old man appear, his eyes, as cold and ruthless as Wen Ruyu, were actually a little red.

That was, the old man... the old man he had always wanted to see but had never met.

"His master!" said the old man.

(End of this chapter)