I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

"Who are you?" Su Hen was the first to step forward. "Our leader is number one on the kill list, a fearsome name he earned through sheer brutality, rising to power by stepping on the corpses of demons. You think you can become our Sword Master?"

The group of sword cultivators who were the first to follow Li Yang from Panshi County looked displeased.

So what if they're sword cultivators from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect? Isn't the leader also from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect?

Moreover, they not only admire Li Yang's abilities, but also respect his character, which is the most crucial point.

"I admit my ranking isn't as high as yours, but you're only relying on the sword formation." The female cultivator's eyes were sharp. "I'm doing this for your own good. That traitor's strength is increasing rapidly. If we don't take advantage of our numbers to eliminate him, the gap will only widen. Then, not only me, but all of you inner sword cultivators will be killed!"

Li Yang opened his eyes.

Two beams of blood-red sword light shot out from his eyes, tearing the sky apart with a whoosh.

He already understood the woman's purpose in coming.

Since the other party doesn't believe in my strength, I'll fight until she does.

"The Xuanyuan Sword Sect is a sacred place for sword cultivators in the Nine Provinces, which I have never been to. However, you have caused such chaos because of a traitor, and even need to resort to such methods to seek revenge. I have serious doubts about your capabilities."

The female cultivator took a deep breath:

"Only when you actually fight him will you truly understand how terrifying he is. Now, I need to test your mettle."

If I lose, we will all join you and follow your lead.

But if you lose, you must listen to me obediently, ignore everything else, and make killing him your top priority!

Li Yang didn't say much.

This battle is inevitable.

On the contrary, he was very grateful that the other party had come to him.

Because among the hundreds of newly joined sword cultivators were many proud and arrogant geniuses. Some were even just there to watch the spectacle.

Such a team is unruly and needs to establish its authority.

The sword cultivators dispersed, clearing a fairly open area to serve as the arena.

Li Yang's sword was a nine-patterned spirit sword among the spoils of war, and the flying sword he was standing on was also eight-patterned.

However, for geniuses at their level, a sword is good enough as long as it works.

Unless it's a sword like the Phoenix Sword, which has given birth to a sword spirit.

Unfortunately, the sword in the female cultivator's hand was a sword that had given birth to a sword spirit.

As fellow sword cultivators, Li Yang could tell at a glance.

The method is very simple—

Upon probing with his divine sense, he discovered that the sword in the female cultivator's hand was not an inanimate object, but possessed a unique spiritual will.

This female cultivator's true cultivation level must be at the Nascent Soul stage.

Even the most extraordinary external sword cultivators must first cultivate a nascent soul if they want to cultivate their own sword spirit.

Because the sword spirit is an extension of the cultivator's will and the sword path they cultivate, and it is also the lifeblood spirit attached to the nascent soul.

This is an extremely powerful external sword cultivator, whose swordsmanship is unparalleled in the Nascent Soul stage!

The sword cultivators from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect behind her were all at least peerless geniuses in the art of swordsmanship.

"I have a reason why I have to win!"

"Lu Qingqiu of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, please enlighten me!"

Before she could finish speaking, she had already unleashed a sword strike.

Li Yang drew his sword and went to meet him.

There were no conspiracies or tricks, and no fancy magic.

Both of them were pure sword cultivators, and both were external sword cultivators.

The competition is about whose sword intent is stronger, whose attack is more ferocious, and whose speed is faster.

Both men wielded powerful and heavy swords.

"Clang—!"

The moment of impact, a deafening metallic roar erupted.

Both of them were thrown backwards, but quickly regained their balance.

"Is this the true value of an unparalleled lineage...?" Li Yang's eyes narrowed.

The opponent's physical body was like a celestial mountain, indestructible and exuding a profound sense of solidity.

This was the first time Li Yang had felt such immense pressure from a swordsman of the same cultivation level.

Although his cultivation aptitude was poor in the past, his talent for fighting was off the charts, and he could basically kill Foundation Establishment cultivators who were above his level.

I looked down.

His hand went numb, and a small nick appeared on the blade of the Nine-Patterned Spirit Sword.

the other side.

Lu Qingqiu was even more astonished than Li Yang.

In her view, Li Yang only managed to become number one on the kill list by relying on the power of the sword formation and by joining the local dynasty.

In the first clash, she immediately analyzed that her opponent's sword intent was sharp and even far superior to her own!

This fully embodies the saying that "sword cultivators are number one in offensive combat".

If the opponent's sword is good enough, or their physical body is strong enough, I will inevitably be at a disadvantage.

"What is your physique? Has your body ever been tempered?" Lu Qingqiu asked.

Li Yang doesn't have any physical constitution.

He wasn't a body cultivator, so naturally he hadn't tried body tempering.

Lu Qingqiu put too much pressure on him, and Li Yang entered a fighting state, unwilling to say any more nonsense.

He immediately drew his sword and took the initiative to attack.

Lu Qingqiu didn't ask any more questions. Her beautiful eyes sharpened as she drew her sword to meet the attack.

Beneath her seemingly slender body, her vital energy surges and swells, each sword strike containing immense power, capable of splitting mountains and cleaving seas.

Soon, the two figures disappeared from sight.

All that remains in the sky is firelight and intense energy collisions.

In this pure swordsmanship arena, only the resounding clang of swords echoes through the heavens and earth.

"Who can win?" someone asked nervously.

"Lu Qingqiu is undoubtedly the most outstanding disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Qin Feng is indeed powerful, but he's not a member of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect; he's merely a prodigy from a branch sect. It's hard to say!"

"Junior Sister Ning, can he win?" Su Miao asked nervously.

She no longer calls Li Yang "Junior Brother Qin," but she still only admires Li Yang.

"I don't know either." Ning Xi shook her head. "After all, the other party is the most outstanding of the supreme lineage and enjoys the best resources in the Nine Provinces."

Take the physical body as an example—

Her body clearly showed signs of frequent tempering with precious liquid, making her skin crystal clear and radiant, like divine gold.

My senior brother has a flawless physical body, but he has never even undergone body tempering. In this close combat, he is already at a disadvantage.

In addition to a sword with a sword spirit, Lu Qingqiu's earrings can protect her dantian, stabilize her mind, and guard her sea of ​​consciousness.

The protective garment can mitigate some of the impact and accelerate the burst of qi and blood.

The flying sword beneath his feet was a rare, perfectly crafted, fourth-grade, ten-pattern magic weapon, capable of briefly traversing a certain portion of the void!

"Then he's doomed to lose?!" Su Miao's expression darkened.

"We will win!" Ning Xi's voice was firm.

Why?

"Because I've never seen him lose."

……

It must be said that it truly deserves to be the unparalleled leader of the supreme lineage.

In addition to fighting with his bare hands and sword, Lu Qingqiu also possesses sword techniques such as "Drawing a Circle on the Ground as a Prison", "Destroying God's Thorn", and "Seven Killing Sword Technique".

These are things that Li Yang disdains and cannot learn.

He pursued the ultimate in offensive tactics, bringing the five most basic techniques of chopping, thrusting, sweeping, and pointing to their fullest potential.

They neutralized Lu Qingqiu's attacks one by one.

Aside from the God-Slaying Thorn, which is a divine soul attack condensed by Lu Qingqiu using his own sword intent and divine soul power, there is no way to dodge it.

Although Li Yang had no magical artifact to protect his soul, he relied on his almost terrifying willpower to endure the excruciating pain in his soul and defeated Lu Qingqiu after hundreds of rounds.

At the last moment—

Li Yang's sword was pointed at Lu Qingqiu's brow. The blade was completely bent, but that did not prevent the extremely sharp killing intent from piercing through the flesh of her cheek from a distance.

"You are indeed stronger than me," Lu Qingqiu said, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, "but you should take advantage of your advantage to kill that traitor. Otherwise, given his ruthless nature, he will never tolerate your rise to power."

"I have my own rhythm."

"Defeating me is nothing special." Lu Qingqiu shook his head. "Because a senior brother who is stronger than me has already died at his hands! The reason we were able to get here alive is because of his protection."

You are strong, but he is definitely stronger than you!