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With a powerful palm strike, Sun Changji actually wanted to commit suicide in front of Sima Chengzhen's coffin.
"No!" "Stop!" Li Hanguang and Master Kumming stepped forward at the same time, intending to stop him, but they were too late to save him. Seeing that Sun Changji was about to die under the palm, suddenly a sword light flew over. The sword was solitary, like a meteor from the heavens, with an invincible sharpness, and attacked Sun Changji's palm. It seemed to be trying to stop him from committing suicide, but at the same time, it was so swift and fierce that it seemed to want to chop off his palm.
"Chi!" With a sharp sound, the sword light tore through the layers of power on Sun Changji's palm, deflecting the palm. But as a price, Sun Changji's ring finger and little finger were already minced into meat paste by the sword light.
"Who did this?" There were many cultivators present, but at this moment, they were all shocked. They all looked towards the source of the sword light, only to see an old man in a yellow robe walking steadily towards them. The old man's hair and beard were a mix of black and white, he was tall, and his appearance was extraordinary. His beard was very neatly trimmed, and his hair was even more meticulously tied up. He had a different kind of aura, and his bright eyes hid a dignified bearing, like the calm surface of the sea, but there seemed to be a deep turbulent undercurrent under the water, like a raging sea at any time.
Just now, Zhang Shougui's bearing was already extraordinary, but compared to this old man, it was still inferior. Ying Feiyang couldn't help but be curious. Just now, Master Kumming and Li Hanguang were very close to Sun Changji, but they still couldn't save him in time. But this old man was able to move later, and blocked Sun Changji's suicidal palm. Just based on this point, it could be seen that the old man's cultivation was shocking.
"Sima Chengzhen's disciple is actually a coward who doesn't even dare to live alone." The old man's voice was wild, and his bearing was arrogant. He carried an inviolable aura as he said, "Since you're in a hurry to die, why don't you test my sword on my behalf? It'll be good for your master to witness the might of my sword in the netherworld!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man waved his sleeve, and a brilliant sword light shot out. It was like a golden sun dispersing the gloomy clouds in the temple. With a fierce and domineering spirit that could pierce through the universe, it slashed toward Sun Changji.
This action was beyond everyone's expectations. Sun Changji was even more perplexed. Just now, he was ready to die, but at this moment, the sharp wind pierced his skin and caused him to instinctively want to block. However, the golden light was vast and mighty, and it carried an unfathomable might as it swept through the surroundings and illuminated the world. It was as if the radiance of the sun had been tempered into the fiercest sword intent. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Sun Changji actually had a feeling that it was unstoppable and unavoidable.
All of a sudden, Master Ku Ming's figure flashed and appeared in front of Sun Zhangji. He opened his drooping eyes abruptly and exuberant Buddha's Light emitted from his body. In a split second, he transformed from an ascetic monk who looked like a rotten tree into a solemn Buddha. A swastika came out of his body, like the roots of an old tree. He did not dodge, but took the attack calmly.
"Buddha Wheel Swastika Mirror!" Some of the people present had already recognized the origin of Master Kumming's golden body. The Buddha Wheel Swastika Mirror was a defensive supreme skill of Buddhism. Those who mastered it could emit Buddha's light to protect their body, and their body could be hard or soft. Not only could it deflect the force of thousands of kilograms, but it could also produce a strong and Yang rebound force to severely injure the opponent. Master Kumming's cultivation was originally an ascetic method that focused on tempering the body. After many years of self-torture, the strength of his body was already very few in the world. Coupled with the Buddha Wheel Swastika Mirror, he was close to the realm of Buddha's Indestructible Body.
However, there was a loud cracking sound, and the Buddha's light dissipated. Master Kumming took three steps back, and his haggard face actually showed a rare redness due to his injury. And at the center of the collision, there was a hurricane. The white banners were blown backward, and the paper money was shattered into butterflies. Some of the nobles and officials who did not have any cultivation were blown away, and they staggered and rolled on the ground.
"The Three Divine Monks of the White Horse Temple are indeed extraordinary. You are the first to block this sword with your body. Are you willing to take another sword from me?" The old man's eyes showed admiration, but the sword aura around him was ready to move.
Master Kumming swallowed the blood that gushed up his throat, and said, "The golden sword aura is indeed the ultimate sword in the world. In front of the Sword Emperor, I feel ashamed of my inferiority. Let's save this sword."
"The Sword Emperor Yue Cangqiong, it really is him!" Ying Feiyang exclaimed in his heart. When he felt the majestic and domineering sword will that shocked the heavens, Ying Feiyang felt a sense of deja vu. After Master Kumming reminded him, he remembered that in Sichuan, the husband and wife, Bimu and Qingluo, were injured by this golden sword aura, and he had helped to force the sword aura out. At that time, he was already amazed by the sword aura, and now that he saw the Sword Emperor using his full strength, he was even more impressed.
Witnessing such a peerless sword power, Ying Feiyang's heart was filled with admiration, but then he felt a sense of desolation as he remembered Qing Ku's evaluation of Yue Cangqiong — "Yue Cangqiong, what a pity!"
At the age of fifteen, he rose to prominence, at the age of seventeen, he single-handedly annihilated the Twelve Demons of Jiannan, and at the age of twenty-two, he had never tasted defeat. At the age of thirty-three, he comprehended the supreme skill of the Spring and Autumn Sword Tower, the Golden Sword Aura, and became the strongest in the Sword World. After that, he became the Sword Emperor of the Spring and Autumn Sword Tower, and a sword tablet was erected in front of the main hall of the Spring and Autumn Sword Tower, with the words "Unrivalled on the Sword" written on it. Such an outstanding figure should have stood at the peak of the Sword World, looking down on all living beings.
However, perhaps because the Heaven Realm could not tolerate the Sword World's loneliness, Yu Wenfeng appeared out of nowhere, and used martial arts to challenge the world. With Yue Cangqiong's reputation, he was naturally the first to be targeted by Yu Wenfeng.
Although the golden sword aura was the ultimate sword in the world, Yu Wenfeng's sword had touched the Heavenly Dao, and it was the sword art of the Heaven Realm. Before the Sword God, even the Emperor of the Sword had to lower his noble head and kneel in defeat.
Victory, victory, victory, victory, victory, until he met his destined opponent and suffered a crushing defeat.
Since then, the words "Unrivalled on the Sword" on the sword tablet were replaced by "Sword on the Sword". His outstanding record of winning for half a lifetime became a footnote to add to his glory, and the title of Sword Emperor also became a stepping stone for him to ascend to godhood. "The strongest opponent defeated by Yu Wenfeng" became the greatest compliment to him.
To Yue Cangqiong, what was even more tragic was that not long after Yu Wenfeng defeated him, he was stopped by Gu Jian Sheng, who was not as famous as him. Gu Jian Sheng suddenly rose to prominence in the Sword World, and fought with Yu Wenfeng for three days and three nights without losing the upper hand. In just a few days, not only did Yue Cangqiong lose the title of the first, he also lost the second place, and the title of Sword Emperor was only left with an ear-piercing irony …
The path of the Sword World was a path of no return. If one could not reach the top, he was destined to fall.
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