A hand stretched out in the air.
It was a steady hand with a strong thumb and four slender fingers, suitable for holding a sword.
But this hand was not holding anything at this time. It was just pointing at the huge sword that was breaking through the air.
Several wisps of extremely faint aura were released from the fingers.
The huge sword seemed to feel something and began to tremble. Then, it swung up and down, left and right, more and more violently, like a person who was tied up and struggling.
Second Brother looked at the huge sword in silence. There was no extra emotion on his face, only calmness.
The sword became more and more restless. The people who were watching the battle in the wilderness could even vaguely feel fear from the sword's struggle.
The huge sword trembled more and more violently. Gradually, cracks appeared on the body of the sword, and then it split again!
With a few swishing sounds, several sword shadows appeared in the air hundreds of feet above the ground. Then, they turned into several sword rainbows and flew towards Second Senior Brother's body one after another in a very circular trajectory.
Although the swords were fast and sharp, they did not have any killing intent.
When a flying sword flew in front of Second Senior Brother, it suddenly slowed down and finally stopped in front of him. The body of the sword trembled slightly, like a very obedient child waiting to be punished after doing something wrong.
Second Brother reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. He plucked the flying sword and stuck it into the ground in front of him.
The word "plucked" was very accurate, because he was not snatching, snatching, or stealing. He just casually reached out and grabbed the flying sword from the air.
His movements were very ordinary and natural, as if he was plucking a fruit from a tree branch.
The second flying sword arrived at this time.
Second Brother reached out and plucked it, sticking it into the ground in front of him.
The third flying sword.
The fourth flying sword.
The fifth flying sword.
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Second Brother stood outside the Verdant Canyon.
A wide iron sword was stabbed into the ground next to him.
Beside the iron sword, there were five swords stuck in the ground.
It looked like a fence made of swords.
The five swords used to be a huge sword from the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom. It was made by Liu Bai, the Sage of Sword. It had learned the style of the Headmaster and the bearing of the predecessors, so its power was naturally extraordinary.
However, after encountering Second Senior Brother, the sword could only crack open again and obediently let itself be plucked off.
Then it was made into a fence.
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The disciples of the Sword Garret looked at the scene in the Verdant Canyon in the distance. They were so shocked that they were at a loss. Later, they found that their Natal Swords were out of control and their sense of perception was severely damaged. They spat out blood.
There was dead silence in the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army.
Especially those great figures with profound cultivation, their expressions were even more unsightly. Only they knew what Second Senior Brother's seemingly simple method of plucking the sword to form a fence actually meant.
It was already unimaginable for the Sword Pavilion Sword Pavilion's sword to be forcefully separated. What shocked them even more was the scene of Second Senior Brother retrieving the five swords.
Cultivation was about control. A cultivator's control over his Natal Item started from his innate nature. Moreover, every cultivator would spend the most time and energy in his cultivation to strengthen the connection between himself and his Natal Item. Therefore, this kind of control was the strongest kind of relationship in the cultivation world.
Even if there was a world of difference between their states, it was difficult for a high-level cultivator to sever the connection between a low-level cultivator and his Natal Item. Even if some truly powerful Grand Cultivators could use powerful means to do so, no one had ever heard of anyone who could so easily make someone else's Natal Item his own.
Second Senior Brother had waved his hand and split the huge sword. The five flying swords obeyed his command and fell. It was obvious that he had not destroyed them, but subdued them … How did he do it?
In the sacred sedan, Ye Hongyu's expression became a little strange. Her beautiful cheeks flushed unnaturally and the stars in her eyes grew brighter. She looked excited and alert.
"There is actually someone in the world who can see through the slightest changes in the Qi of Heaven and Earth! It turns out that before Ning Que and I, there was already someone with the gift of fighting heart in this world! "
Facing the powerful sword of the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom, Second Senior Brother did not choose to use his sword.
He chose to attack.
He used one hand.
One hand was enough.
However, the battle at the Verdant Canyon did not end there.
The huge sword of the Sword Garret of South Jin Kingdom had combined six swords into one.
At this moment, five swords were stuck in the ground in front of Second Senior Brother, and one sword was missing.
Liu Yiqing sat cross-legged in the wilderness and whistled.
Blood seeped out of the white cloth that covered his eyes. Psyche Power shot out.
An ethereal sword shadow appeared in the blue sky and disappeared instantly. When it reappeared, it had already passed through Second Senior Brother's position and reached the metal canopy in front of the Verdant Canyon!
The Sword Firmament Pavilion didn't think that they could defeat their second senior brother with this sword.
From the beginning, their goal was to use this sword to hide the last sword shadow.
After Liu Yiqing's eyes were blinded by Ning Que, his Heart of Sword became extremely pure and steady. Being unable to see made him extremely sensitive to the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Now, his sword was as strange as a ghost.
That strange sword shadow was aimed at Beigong Weiyang!
The charge of the cavalrymen of Divine Hall had already proved that Beigong Weiyang was the key figure in this battle. Liu Yiqing's target had always been him and the zither on his knees!
Sensing that success was right in front of him and that his Natal Sword was about to touch the taut strings, Liu Yiqing could not suppress his excitement and his whistling became sharper.
His eyes were injured by Ning Que at the side gate of the Academy, but he did not hate the Academy because it was a fair fight. He just wanted to defeat the Academy, even if only once, no matter who it was.
The next moment, Liu Yiqing's whistling suddenly stopped.
His face revealed a very complicated expression.
Because he felt that his lifebond sword had touched many strands like strings.
But they were not zither strings.
Because there were too many of them.
So many of them were like a net.
A net waiting for him to throw himself into.
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Beigong Weiyang's attention was always on the zither strings. He did not care about what was happening on the battlefield because Second Brother was always standing there like a mountain, so he thought he was definitely safe.
Therefore, when Liu Yiqing's indescribable sword shadow suddenly disappeared from the blue sky, flashed inside the metal canopy, appeared in front of him, and was about to stab into his chest, he was startled.
As the Great Divine Priest of Revelation had said, he and Ximen Buhuo cultivated with Rhythm. Even if they reached the Knowing Destiny State, they still could not fight. So he had no way to deal with this flying sword.
At this moment, Beigong Weiyang thought he was really going to die.
But then he remembered that there were many people around him, so he knew he would not die.
He was indeed not dead.
Seventh Sister Mu You raised her wrist slightly, and the embroidery needle between her fingers went through the embroidery cloth.
The red thread on the embroidery needle had been hanging on the ground, tied to everyone's ankles and the metal rods. As she moved, the messy red thread also moved.
As the red thread moved, there were countless fine and tough auras coming out of the canopy.
The strange sword shadow was bound by countless auras, and suddenly became like an insect in a spider's web or a beast in a swamp. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not move an inch.
Liu Yiqing, who was sitting cross-legged in the field in the distance, knew the situation he was facing better than anyone else because of the connection of his Natal Sword. He tried to call back his Natal Sword without hesitation.
The strange sword shadow, because of the sudden stillness, finally showed its body. It was a very dim and thin flying sword, ready to retreat quietly.
Fourth Brother was drawing something on the sand table with his head down.
Feeling the flying sword's intention to leave, he raised his head and flicked his fingers. A yellowish Fu paper flew up, fell on the sword, and wrapped it up.
Liu Yiqing's strange sword was extremely sharp. At this time, under the control of his Psyche Power, it was forced to retreat. With a sizzling sound, a crack appeared on the yellowish Fu paper, and the talisman intent was not fully released.
But the two were locked in a stalemate, and there was always a period of temporary stillness.
At this time, an iron clamp reached out from the air.
The iron clamp opened and closed, clamping the flying sword, and placed it on the burning stove.
The blue hot flame instantly burned the Fu paper wrapped around the sword.
A heavy iron hammer was raised high and then smashed down.
There was a crisp bang.
The dim and thin but extremely tough strange sword was smashed and jumped up, as if it could not bear the pain.
Sixth Senior Brother was forging iron.
This was Sixth Brother forging swords.
This was an action he had repeated all his life.
Even the most hardworking swordsman in the world could not be more skillful and natural than him.
So the strange sword had no chance to refuse.
It was smashed into scrap metal.
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There was a puff.
Liu Yiqing's face was pale, and his chest was covered with blood.
His body swayed and he almost fell.
At this time, he finally understood why his strange sword could hide from Second Brother's eyes.
It was because these Academy disciples did not care about his strange sword at all.
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"This strange sword of yours is not bad. You are also good to be able to enter the Knowing destiny State in such a short time. But what is really good is the big sword from before. "
Second Brother said, "Liu Bai's idea is good. The teacher's sword of the world can sweep the world with just a wisp of sword style. Unfortunately, your cultivation states are a little weak. If there were six swordsmen in the Knowing destiny State, it would be much more difficult for me to deal with them."
Liu Yiqing stood up with the help of his fellow disciples. He wiped the blood off his lips and listened to the direction of the voice. He bowed sincerely and said, "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Second."
"Go back and tell Liu Bai that since we have to fight in the end, we might as well fight now. Why should we let you guys die? Now that I am in my peak state, I can fight to my heart's content."
Second Brother looked to somewhere in the south and said expressionlessly.
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In the West-Hill Divine Palace Coalition Army Camp in the south.
The quiet horse carriage was still very quiet.
After a while, a somewhat lonely voice came from the carriage.
"The more you fight, the stronger you become. Since you want to fight to your heart's content, I naturally have to wait for you to fight. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of the battle between us?"
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