At this moment, Xu Yanyu finally dared to confirm Yang Qingxuan's cultivation.
Among the seven disciples of the Kun He Temple, he was the only one who was in the early stage of the Emperor celestial realm. The other six were all Lesser and Greater celestials. How could they block Yang Qingxuan's sword?
"Bastard! Quick, kill him! "
Xu Yanyu's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. His violent aura surged as he suppressed his fear. He raised the fan in his hand again, and a wind blade covered the entire area.
Countless soul lights converged into the fan, and the shadow of a ferocious beast appeared in the air.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes were like water, and he was unmoved. He held his sword elegantly with his left hand behind his back, as if he was taking a stroll in his own courtyard while reciting a poem.
"The sound of nature cannot be understood. There is a male and a female in the Dao."
Another poem, accompanied by a change in the sword, slashed towards the remaining two disciples.
At this moment, Yang Qingxuan was one with his sword, and he was in an extremely mysterious state. Every movement, every sound, and every sword could be Dao.
His Blissful Sword Will had almost reached its peak.
Wu Lin was even more stunned. Even her fellow disciples in the Crimson Heaven Tower could not achieve such a terrifying sword will and movement technique.
It was not that Xu Yanyu and the rest were weak, but this person was too terrifying!
"Who the hell is he?"
Wu Lin was stunned, and her green eyes were filled with confusion.
The Green Teeth Ghost Mask contained an extremely complicated formation, and even her green eyes could not see through it.
Wu Lin did not dare to use her green eyes too much, lest she arouse this person's disgust and discomfort. In the end, it would be disadvantageous to her.
Moreover, her heart was pounding rapidly. This person's movement technique and sword will had merged perfectly with the poem. It was close to Dao, and it made her heart pound.
The remaining two disciples of the Kun He Temple wanted to use their yellow talismans to escape, but when they heard Xu Yanyu's order to kill, they gritted their teeth and roared, "Don't underestimate us!"
One of them unleashed his potential to the maximum and punched.
The other person took out a bronze spear and stabbed forward madly.
Both of them were Prime celestial middle stage cultivators. Now that they were united against a common enemy, they unleashed their full potential. The space around them exploded with a loud rumble as their powerful auras surged forward.
"Boom!"
However, their combined strength was useless. After being slashed by the overwhelming sword intent, the entire sky was split open. The two disciples were cut in half from their chests and fell from the sky with their eyes wide open.
"Ah? Ahhh!! "
Xu Yanyu was even crazier, desperately urging his Martial Soul and the Heavenly Treasure Fan. He was the only one left in the Kun Ha Temple, which made him furious.
Even when he fought with the Jade Heaven Crimson Tower, such a disastrous situation had not occurred.
They were the Kun Ha Temple, one of the nine superpowers!
Finally, a terrifying energy converged in the sky. The treasured fan was completely opened, and a strange ancient beast roared madly in the storm. Xu Yanyu poured all the power in his body into it, staking everything on this one throw!
"Go to hell! Shatter Heaven and Earth! "
"Boom!"
The storm came crashing down, and the ground was split open under its might. Terrifying cracks spread out in all directions.
Even until now, Yang Qingxuan was still unmoved by the overwhelming sword intent.
After killing the last two disciples of the Kun Ha Temple, his sword intent surged as he took a step forward and pierced into the boundless storm.
At the same time, he recited the last two sentences, "A little bit of Noble Spirit, a thousand miles of joy!"
Yang Qingxuan's Martial Soul trembled, and a powerful sword intent began to spread from his body. It was as if there were countless sword spirits fighting, and all of them poured into the Fighting Ghosts God.
The boundless sword intent pierced through the heaven and earth, cutting into the storm!
"Boom!"
The entire storm split open, and a piercing sword intent shot up into the sky, sweeping across the sky!
"Ah! No! — — "
Xu Yanyu screamed as his body and the treasured fan exploded. He was blown away by the sword intent and disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank, and he came back to his senses from the overwhelming sword intent. He stared at the Fighting Ghosts God in his hand.
It was as if killing the seven disciples of the Kun Ha Temple in an instant was a trivial matter.
In fact, Yang Qingxuan didn't think it was that important. On the other hand, the Fighting Ghosts God in his hand kept flashing with soul light. It seemed to be much stronger than before.
It was as if the broken sword spirit was repairing itself.
"Is it really … repairing itself?"
Yang Qingxuan stood there in a daze, looking at the sword in his hand.
When he used the last bit of Noble Spirit, all the swords in the sword tomb hummed, and endless power poured into the Fighting Ghosts God, as if awakening the remnant soul sword.
Yang Qingxuan frowned and thought of the Night of a Hundred Ghosts buried deep in the sword tomb. That terrifying ghost sword had only transformed into a Ghost Lord, and he still didn't dare to use it.
There seemed to be many secrets in the Taixuan Sword Tomb that he didn't know.
"Thank you for saving me."
A pleasant voice rang out. It was soft and gentle, and it was very comfortable to listen to.
Wu Lin was staring at Yang Qingxuan with her eyes wide open. Her green eyes were clear and very cute.
Yang Qingxuan swallowed inexplicably. Why was this little girl's breasts so big?
He immediately got rid of the distracting thoughts, smiled, and said, "Don't stare at me. Even with your green eyes, you can't see through my mask if you don't have enough cultivation."
"Oh."
Wu Lin blinked and returned to her normal black eyes, but there was a strange smile at the corner of her mouth.
The green eyes were the magic eyes inherited by the Wu family. They had many different abilities, and there were strong and weak ones.
Wu Lin was the top genius among the younger generation of the Wu family. Otherwise, she wouldn't have participated in the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium at such a young age. Her talent was much higher than Wu Qiyue's.
Wu Lin's green eyes were a rare perfect body among the younger generation of the Wu family. They almost had all the power.
Wu Lin had seen Yang Qingxuan's appearance clearly. She thought to herself, "He is so good-looking. Why is he wearing a mask?"
Yang Qingxuan suddenly asked, "Qiyue … Wu Qiyue … How is she?"
Wu Lin was stunned and said in surprise, "You know my cousin? Could it be … could it be that you came to the Firmament Martial Arts Symposium for her? "
Yang Qingxuan said, "So you are her cousin."
Wu Lin nodded heavily and said, "I don't know what she did. She is suffering under the Firmament Cliff!"
Yang Qingxuan's body shook. He clenched his fists, and a murderous chill burst out from his eyes.
Wu Lin was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back. She said in surprise, "What, what are you doing?"
Yang Qingxuan thought to himself. Wu Qiyue was Wu Xian's daughter after all. She wouldn't harm her. He felt a little relieved. At the same time, he thought about why Wu Qiyue was suppressed under the Firmament Cliff. It was most likely related to him. He couldn't help but feel guilty.
Yang Qingxuan said, "Help me tell Qiyue, 'A Spiritual Rhinoceros Illuminates the World'. I will definitely win the championship of this competition!"
That day in the Tiancong Academy, he created this move by comprehending the sword. It was Wu Qiyue who named it. As long as he said it, she would understand.
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