Wang Shiyu was an ordinary Earthling.
Her fate changed because of a mistake made by the old faker when he teleported Li Mu.
She used to be as small as a speck of dust.
She once incarnated as a Sword God.
Even though she had experienced countless hardships, she still had a pure heart.
She practiced swordsmanship in order to be at the top and look down on all the others.
And to follow in Li Mu's footsteps.
Of course, it was also for chivalry.
She had sharpened her sword for ten years, but she had never tried it. Today, she showed it to him.
She knew it would be very dangerous to walk out of the shield of Taixuan Academy.
It didn't even help.
But she still made a move.
The arc of the immortal sword cut through the void.
The knives of those Heaven-breaking Warriors were smashed one by one.
The wind was howling.
The wind blew Wang Shiyu's long black hair.
Her face was bitingly cold and her expression was sharp.
"Hahahaha."
The Thunder Ancestor laughed.
Although it was Wang Shiyu who came out instead of the old faker, it was enough.
Because he knew how important Wang Shiyu was to Li Mu.
Capturing such a hostage was better than beheading countless people.
Clang!
The Thunder Ancestor made a move.
The thunder and lightning immortal sword shook, and a purple sword light flew out.
Wang Shiyu had been prepared.
Clang!
She blocked with the immortal sword in her hand.
Her body was shaken and flew backward.
But it was only a slight pause, and then there was a sound of breaking through the air. Wang Shiyu's sword light was like a rainbow, and she and the sword became one, instantly reaching the Thunder Ancestor.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Sword Qi filled the air, and the sword light flickered.
Wang Shiyu's swordsmanship was rich in inheritance.
And her strongest swordsmanship came from Ding Hao, the Sword and Saber Shenhuang.
When this kind of Shenhuang swordsmanship was displayed, the sky was full of sword light, like the sun, dazzling, mighty, open, and powerful. Sword Qi rose into the sky again and again, as if to cut down the stars in the sky.
The Thunder Ancestor's cultivation was much higher than Wang Shiyu's, and his combat experience was far superior. But under Wang Shiyu's brilliant swordsmanship, he was suppressed in a hurry.
"Little bitch."
The Thunder Ancestor was so angry that he desperately mobilized all his strength to fight back.
Boom! Boom!
Lightning flashed.
Sword Qi crisscrossed.
In the blink of an eye, 30 minutes had passed. Although Wang Shiyu was at a disadvantage, she was able to maintain an undefeated situation for a short period of time.
But he was only undefeated.
It was impossible to save the women, children, the elderly, and the babies from the butcher's knife.
In Taixuan Academy, Qing Feng, Mingyue, and the others were almost anxious to death.
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Ming Yue was like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on.
Qiu Yin and Guo Yuqing were also like ants on a hot pan.
Qing Feng furrowed his brows tightly.
His brain was working fast, but he couldn't think of any good ideas.
After all, Taixuan Academy had only been established for a short period of time, and its foundation was shallow. Apart from Wang Shiyu, the only one left who could influence the outcome of the battle was Master Li.
Although Master Lee usually seemed unreliable, he would never disappoint people when it came to such matters.
Up until now, he still hadn't made a move. That was probably because he couldn't.
He was still treating Hua Xiangrong.
Otherwise, he would have made a move as soon as the Thunder Ancestor started slaughtering the Human Race powerhouses.
What should he do now?
Countless ideas flashed through his mind, but they were all rejected.
Even some of the secret weapons of the Undying Celestial Emperor were useless.
After all, the Undying Celestial Emperor was just a Martial Emperor.
But now the Thunder Ancestor had turned to the Immortal Clan and brought the Immortal Army here.
Boom!
A terrible explosion rang out.
"Puff..."
Wang Shiyu's figure flew backward, blood spurting out of her mouth.
"Haha, little bitch, even though you have an immortal sword in your hand, your strength is too weak... Profound meaning · Nine Heaven Thunder Prison, seal it for me."
The Thunder Ancestor laughed.
An ancient immortal talisman of the Thunder Way flashed in his palm, flashing purple lightning, and shot out toward Wang Shiyu.
"Not good."
"Let's fight him."
Qiu Yin and Guo Yuqing could no longer sit back and watch, and directly rushed out of the academy's shield.
"Go back."
Wang Shiyu shouted.
She waved her hand, and an irresistible invisible force directly gushed out, shaking Qiu Yin and Guo Yuqing, who had just rushed out of the formation, back.
At the same time, the immortal sword in Wang Shiyu's hand suddenly shone brightly.
"Frost Scar Sword."
The sword shadow was like frost, and the power of eight hundred kilometers of ice swept out.
Rumble!
In the sky, there was a violent energy explosion.
"Huh?"
The Thunder Ancestor was taken aback.
The power of this sword made him feel a faint chill.
The profound meaning of the [Nine Heaven Thunder Prison] that was sealed was shattered by this sword.
Moreover, if the Thunder Ancestor had not been wearing the Immortal Armor, perhaps he would have been injured by this sword.
This little bitch had mastered such a sword technique?
That was definitely not a sword technique of the mortal world.
It was an Immortal Way sword technique.
She had an immortal sword in her hand, and had mastered an Immortal Way sword technique. Could it be... this little bitch also came from the Immortal World?
Wang Shiyu's attack had succeeded, and she only felt the inner yuan in her body surging, somewhat disorderly. There was a sweet taste in her throat, and she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
But she forcibly suppressed the internal injuries.
"Kill."
She and the sword became one, and like a beam of divine light, she entered the state of rapid flowing light, flickering in the void, drawing a treacherous and peerless arc, slashing at the Thunder Ancestor.
"Humph, if I can't even capture a junior like you today, how can I talk about entering the Immortal World?"
The Thunder Ancestor shouted.
He also activated the immortal sword in his hand, displaying the Extreme Lightning Sword Technique to counterattack.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The dense sound of weapons colliding rang out between heaven and earth.
Both experts had entered the state of rapid flowing light, and the surrounding people could not see their figures at all with the naked eye.
Only when the two swords collided, sword light burst out, one green and one purple sword light burst out from different parts of the sky, indicating that they had once exchanged blows in that part of the void.
The figures of the two experts also disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Sword light constantly burst out, and constantly collided.
Boom!
After a full half an hour.
In the sky, there was a thunderous explosion.
Blood spilled.
Wang Shiyu's figure was like a kite with a broken string, stumbling back.
Blood overflowed from her mouth, nose, and ears.
The immortal sword in her hand was also broken inch by inch.
After all, it was a low-grade fairy weapon rewarded by the Reincarnation Celestial Ball, and it was incomplete. After such a long battle, it finally could not bear the huge impact and completely shattered.
In Wang Shiyu's hand, there was only a bare sword hilt.
"Haha, bitch, without the immortal sword, how can you fight against me?" The Thunder Ancestor's face flashed with a sinister look. He laughed and said, "I heard that you are Li Mu's beloved. Haha, if I catch you today, strip you naked, and show you in front of thousands of troops, haha, will Yu hold back?"
At this time, Wang Shiyu was still two kilometers away from Taixuan Academy.
Between her and Taixuan Academy, there was still the Thunder Ancestor.
It was impossible to turn back now.
In the face of the Thunder Ancestor, who had completely fallen without the demeanor of a great emperor, Wang Shiyu's expression was neither happy nor sad.
Her heart had never been more peaceful.
Like a cool breeze blowing through the blue sky, the white clouds were at ease, the clouds rolled and unfolded, the wind was light and the clouds were light.
She looked down at the hilt of the immortal sword in her hand, then let go and threw it away.
When he pulled out the sword again, what he pulled out was the rusty sword.
This sword was given to her by her Master.
When she used the swordsmanship taught by her Master, this long sword, which seemed to be rusted and broken at any time, had a different kind of power.
But, after all, it was an ordinary weapon.
How could it compete with a fairy weapon?
Of course, it didn't matter.
For a swordsman, with a sword in hand, he was invincible in the world.
As long as there was a sword in hand, there was nothing to fear.
"Old bastard."
Wang Shiyu raised her head and looked at the Thunder Ancestor.
"Come on, let's fight again."
Wang Shiyu shook the rusted sword and attacked again.
The Thunder Ancestor sneered. "A cornered beast, you are looking for death."
His figure was like an aurora, and the vast sword intent was overwhelming.
Ding, ding, ding!
There was a series of densely packed collisions.
In the void, sparks flew everywhere.
The hearts of the people of Taixuan Academy were about to jump out of their throats.
That rusted sword could be broken with a single breath. How could it resist the Thunder Ancestor's immortal sword?
Too many people couldn't help it.
No.
They couldn't watch like this.
Let a woman fight outside.
But they, on the other hand, had no qualms about staying behind the barrier. Were they afraid of death?
No.
If they went out to fight, even if they couldn't change the situation, they would have a clear conscience as a warrior. It was just death.
"Let's go."
"Fight!"
"What joy is there in life? What fear is there in death?"
In Taixuan Academy, countless cultivators of the Human Clan roared.
Just as everyone was about to rush out of the array and hand out their passports, a clear voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears — —
"Stay here and don't make trouble."
Everyone's body instantly froze.
It was Master Li.
It was Master Li who had defeated the Thunder Ancestor.
Master Li, you finally showed up.
Ming Yue jumped up and said, "Old Master, hurry, Sister Shiyu is in danger …"
The old faker's voice sounded unhurriedly, "Don't worry. Don't worry, the little girl won't lose."
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.
Won't lose?
The immortal sword was broken.
She was covered in blood.
Now there was only a rusty sword left in her hand. How could she not lose?
If they didn't do anything, Wang Shiyu would die in battle.
"This little girl is a little silly."
The old faker's voice seemed to be sighing and mocking at the same time. It drifted into everyone's ears.
"She clearly has the unparalleled Supreme Blade in her hand, but she just had to use that bullshit immortal sword to fight the enemy. If she had taken out the rusted sword earlier, she would have won."
Huh?
When these words came out, everyone was stunned.
What did he mean?
In other words, the rusted sword in Wang Shiyu's hand at this time, which no one would pick up even if it was thrown on the side of the road, was the real Supreme Blade, and the previous immortal sword was actually inferior to this rusted sword?
This … couldn't be true, could it?
"Master Li, did you see wrongly?"
"Everyone, look …"
Qing Feng suddenly pointed to the sky battlefield in the distance with a look of shock.
Ding, ding, ding, ding!
It was still the dense sound of swords colliding, like the wind and rain hitting the banana leaves, endless.
Clusters of sparks bloomed in the sky.
It was magnificent and brilliant.
The battle was still going on.
Everyone came to their senses and suddenly realized that with a rusted sword, Wang Shiyu had held on and fought with the Thunder Ancestor for thousands of times in a row, and the rusted sword … had not broken.
"Uh, uh, uh … I beg for monthly votes. Will you beat me?"
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