The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 142: Sword Master
Inside the flickering light curtain of Xiaoyuan Island, dozens of Qi Refining disciples were fleeing in panic or staring blankly at the sky above their heads which was almost completely covered by the sea.

Some disciples did not give up and went to the master's hall, kneeling down and begging the three true practitioners on the island to save their lives.

Even the Qi-refining monks, whose lives are worthless, are not fools. With such a large-scale expedition, it is not a simple matter of just coming to search the island. Most likely, they are going to destroy the island and kill everyone!
No matter they resist or not, their fate will be the same!
The only slight chance is that these three true practitioners have some secret methods or skills to save the lives of one or two disciples and escape.

In front of the master's hall, more than a dozen disciples knelt on the ground and cried, "Uncle Master, Uncle Master, please save us! Please save us!"

A beautiful woman in a moon-colored gown walked out of the door, with a look of sadness on her face, and she said calmly, "Our fate is over, and we don't have a chance to survive.

Since we are all going to die, we might as well fight to the death and kill whoever we can. This can be considered as revenge for our master!
What do you think, Xuanming? "

She did not say this to the disciples in front of her, but rather to the ears of a man holding a sword who was sitting in a valley on the island, passing through the crowd.

The man had long hair and was wearing a yellow silk robe. Upon hearing this, his phoenix eyes slowly opened, with a bright yellow color that was intimidating and menacing.

He sat cross-legged on the valley looking at the sun, his hands touching a sheathed long sword in front of his knees, and spoke with a fierce and powerful murderous tone:

"it is good!"

As soon as the word was spoken, the man stood up and flashed over Xiaoyuan Island in an instant. Golden light emanated from his body, as if all the light within a thousand feet radius was gathered into his body. It was as bright as the morning sun, and people dared not look directly at it.

Seeing this scene, Li Xuanyue stretched out his hand and the light curtain of the formation disappeared. In an instant, countless sea monsters surged up from the bottom of the sea and swarmed up, submerging the huge island.

Dozens of disciples struggled desperately in the sea monster tide, but they had no power to resist and were swallowed up and eaten by the ferocious sea monsters.

She did not feel any pity when she saw this scene. These disciples in front of her were just registered disciples that they had accepted after nearly a hundred years of cultivation in the outer sea. Their only role was to do small errands and miscellaneous tasks.

The Xuan Gui Chi in her heart allowed her to clearly sense the good and evil in the hearts of these disciples. They were just a group of greedy people who came for profit and had no sincere intention of loyalty at all. Otherwise, Li Xuanyue would not be so indifferent.

Besides, everyone is going to die anyway, whether it's them or myself.

Since the Qi Ling Sect has been destroyed, there is no need for me to live in this world anymore.

She raised her head and looked toward the sky. Her clear eyes were obscured by turbid green light. Her human eyes turned into vertical blue and black snake pupils. All the water, dew and rivers around her turned into black and black snakes of varying sizes. Thousands of black snakes gathered together and wrapped around her body, and together they turned into a five-hundred-foot-long black and black python, flying up into the sky.

At the top of the wall of waves, two monks, one old and one young, stood silently, looking coldly at the two people soaring into the sky below. The old man sneered and said, "You don't know your own abilities. You haven't even reached the seventh level, and you still want to turn the world upside down?

Lanyue, I'll leave the Xuangui snake statue to you. I still need to capture this Shaoyang cultivator and give it to you."

"understood."

The woman in plain clothes beside him nodded calmly in response, spread out one hand, and a Baoyue Umbrella with crystal drops appeared in her palm. She slowly opened it in her hand, releasing a dazzling white moon light that heavily covered the giant Xuangui snake rushing out from below.

The old man took out a palm-sized pale yellow seal from his sleeve, raised one hand to the sky, looked up at the rosy clouds in the sky, and shouted: "The rosy clouds of Wu Earth, stabilize the eight poles!"

As the words came out, the sky full of rosy clouds were attracted and fell, merging into the light yellow small seal. Suddenly, the small seal grew in the wind, expanding to a size of eight hundred feet at a speed visible to the naked eye, and pressing down like a mountain.

Li Xuanming, who was standing in mid-air with a sword at his waist, had been gathering strength for a long time. In an instant, he drew the sword from its sheath. Everything between heaven and earth became dark. In an instant, the heaven and earth for thousands of feet were plunged into darkness, and nothing could be seen.

This sword was as fast as lightning and also as bright as the majestic sun that broke through the sky in the dark night and rushed towards the sky full of rosy clouds with unparalleled fierceness. The sword of Shaoyang and the rosy clouds of Wu Earth met on a narrow road in the sky thousands of feet high.

"Boom~"

The terrifying and huge impact force tore through the void, and the scorching sun, like a dragon, swallowed up the rosy glow with a loud roar. The rosy glow of Wu Tu, with its vast and majestic repressive force, suppressed the sword light and dragon roar.

Although Shaoyang's sword was as strong as the sun and its edge was exposed, it was no match for Wu Tu's solidity and continuity. After struggling for a few breaths, the sword light was still extinguished by the huge yellow earth seal, and it fell heavily.

Seeing this scene, Li Xuanming drew his sword again without hesitation. One sword was faster than the other, and one sword's force suppressed the other. The forces of the swords merged into one sword. Thousands of sword shadows were like one sword, and they completed the merger before the seal of Wu Earth fell. With the power of Shaoyang, it collided with it again like a dragon in the sky.

"Boom~"

The two collided, and the huge waves and sea walls collapsed in an instant, tearing the void apart again, revealing shocking cracks. The rosy glow on the huge Wu Earth Seal was washed away by Shao Yang, and turned into dust that fluttered and scattered over the sea and sky.

The thirteen true practitioners who were maintaining the huge wave and water wall formation could not help but be shocked. They were knocked down by this terrifying force and vomited blood.

The old man holding the seal couldn't help but show shock in his eyes. He looked at the crack appearing at the bottom of the seal and was shocked. This seal was a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even though he, an eighth-turn Wu Earth master, had personally activated the rays of light to combine with Wu, he still couldn't defeat this fifth-turn true cultivator.

“Is this the noble destiny of the Shaoyang Dao?”

The old man stared at the young man in front of him, thinking to himself that it was no wonder that the inner island sent a death order, and that the hidden back-up plan of the Qi Ling Sect must be destroyed. If he could grow to the seventh level, I am afraid that ordinary eighth-level true cultivators of other sects might not be the opponent of this Shaoyang sword cultivator. Shaoyang sect and sword cultivator, these two alone are enough to look down on cultivators of the same level, but the young man in front of him has both.

Li Xuanming pressed the sheath with his left hand and grasped the handle with his right hand. There was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth. The true energy in his body dissipated, but his eyes that looked down on the world were still so bright that people dared not look directly at them.

This sword move of his was a killing sword move that was honed after a hundred years of sword practice and combined with the Dao of Shaoyang. It was unstoppable below the seventh turn, but now the one in front of him was an eighth turn true cultivator holding a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The surrounding sea water rose again, and the thirteen true practitioners stabilized their position again. Everything before them was like an unshakable mountain pressing down on them.

Beside him, the eldest sister's Xuan Gui Chi magical power was also blocked by the superior of Xiu Zhen Shui with a top-grade spiritual weapon, and she was completely unable to break through the prison-like restraints.

Li Xuanming closed his eyes heavily. Now their fall was inevitable. They were like ants and were powerless to change anything in the face of such a huge trend.

"Wow~"

There was a sound of wind in the distance, like the sound of a tide being blown up, and a bright golden light appeared between the sky and the earth. The autumn was approaching and the sword was shining in the sunset glow.

A Taoist monk who was not ashamed of his sword came in the autumn and sang loudly:

The golden wind chills the painting screen, the setting sun weeps blood and the evening clouds stop.

The dead branches are dancing, the crows are screaming, the wild grass is desolate and the sword energy is smelly.

The cold edge of the frosty blade urges the leaves to fall, and the yellow sand rolls up to cover the soul.

Amid the solemn sounds of autumn, the wilderness is bleak and dark.

"Sword cultivator from Xiaoyuan Island, Changqiu is here. If you mess with my disciples, you will be struck by my sword!"

As soon as the words fell, sword energy rose into the sky from all directions. A giant sword as big as the sky came from the sky, fell into the sky, pointed at the dark sea, and the sword energy was vast and long, with a sharp golden blade breaking the vastness.

Amid the autumn light and thousands of sword intentions, the shocked and angry voices of the old man and the woman were heard. The rosy clouds in the sky disappeared, the golden seal fell into the dark yellow, and the precious umbrella broke into pieces under the moon.

The figures of the thirteen true practitioners were enveloped in the boundless and murderous autumn atmosphere. Their spiritual light was shattered, clouds fell from the sky and earth, all signs of the Tao were good, and all things returned to autumn.

The huge waves thousands of feet high then collapsed with a loud bang, fell into the sea and never rose again, overturning the water surface and causing a horrific and massive tsunami that swept in all directions. Countless water monsters and living creatures were overturned by this huge wave.

Amid the autumn colors of heaven and earth, a Taoist in a black robe with disheveled long hair came with a sword on his back. He stood between the huge waves in the sky, looking ahead with a calm smile.

Li Xuanming and Li Xuanyue looked at the Taoist in front of them in shock, and a look of ecstasy appeared in their incredible expressions.

"Brother! You... Could it be that..."

Li Xuanyue asked in disbelief.

"Haha, don't worry. I'm back." Cui Huaiqiu smiled brightly, "I barely comprehended the sword art from the secret realms of Shangxuan Sea and Lihai, and transformed the sword spirit into the sword magic.

I didn’t expect to encounter this upon returning.”

Li Xuanming's grip on the hilt loosened, and he could not help but say in a sad voice: "Brother, our sect... Qi Ling Sect is gone!"

"Where did you hear the news from?" Cui Huaiqiu frowned and looked coldly at the two upper-level cultivators who looked terrified, "Zhenhai City? Could it be that you deliberately spread false news?

Tell me, where did you find Xiaoyuan Island from? "

The old man began to tremble when he saw his sharp and murderous eyes. The magical power of swordsmanship, the magical power of heaven and earth that can only be comprehended by the legendary sword genius with unparalleled talent, is so powerful that it shocks the world and moves ghosts and gods.

In other words, a person who can comprehend the magical power of sword is half a golden elixir, because a person who comprehends the magical power of sword is almost invincible with a golden elixir in hand.

He opened his mouth to answer, but Lan Yue beside him spoke first: "Please think twice, sir. My master is coming back soon. Even if you are comparable to half a golden elixir, the power of the master is unrivaled in the outer sea. I hope you will show mercy!"

Cui Huaiqiu's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he looked at her and said, "But what if I show no mercy?"

Under the vast ocean, in the abyss, there is a secret place where thousands of pearls are suspended in the dark abyss, illuminating the deep seabed. Thousands of spirit pearls are piled up in a spirit pool. The beautiful young woman who was sleeping suddenly woke up. She looked up at the sky and said in surprise: "Sword magic! Another human has cultivated the sword magic! Could it be that the sword king of the past has really become successful?"

(End of this chapter)