In this Immortal Ancient arena, no one could interfere.
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor had a hundred ways to kill Wang Shiyu.
He also had ten thousand ways to strip the inheritance of the Sword God Ji Qi from Wang Shiyu's body.
No one could stop it.
If this was not God's will, what was it?
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor felt carefree and his mind was clear.
I am the Child of Destiny.
I am the protagonist of this Immortal Ancient arena battle.
He laughed.
Opposite.
Wang Shiyu was silent.
She had completely recovered from her injuries.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The barrier in the center of the arena slowly disappeared.
The third battle of the sixth round began instantly.
But neither side had the intention to make a move at the first moment.
Wang Shiyu slowly raised her head and said, "I have said that one day when you fall into my hands, I will make you wish you were dead. Your sword will be broken, and your swordsmanship will collapse. Do you still remember?"
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor laughed, his face full of contempt. "Ignorant little girl, what nonsense are you talking about? Haha, you are now just an ant in my hands. Your life and death are not in your hands. You will die however I want you to die. How dare you speak so arrogantly? "
Wang Shiyu pursed her lips.
She did not speak again.
She looked at the center of the arena.
There, the broken sword of the Sword God Ji Qi was still dripping with blood, stuck in the ground.
The body of the stone sword was thick and wide, and the blade was covered with mottled cracks, as if thousands of years had passed through it. Dark red blood seeped through the cracks, and then gradually solidified, turning the original white pattern into a dark red.
Wang Shiyu waved her hand.
Buzz! Buzz!
The broken stone sword vibrated slightly.
It was as if a dead creature had suddenly glowed with a little bit of vitality.
"Come on."
Wang Shiyu said softly.
Swoosh!
The broken stone sword flew through the air, crookedly flying into Wang Shiyu's hand.
Wang Shiyu looked at the broken body of the sword and sighed slightly. "Although we were only master and disciple for a few weeks, and I didn't call you master more than you did when you were alive, your concern for me was no less than anyone else's … Master, I will use this sword to avenge you."
As she muttered, the broken stone sword trembled slightly.
It was as if a wronged child was pouring out his grievances to his loved ones.
Wang Shiyu's aura emanated.
Immortal energy poured into the broken stone sword.
Smears of blood-red light were released from the broken patterns on the broken stone sword.
It was a flirtatious red.
It was a strange red.
Vengeful red.
Wang Shiyu raised her hand and slashed with her sword.
The scarlet sword radiance materialized and transformed into a hundred-meter-long giant sword shadow in mid-air. It locked onto the Immortal Heart Sword Grandmaster and mercilessly slashed down.
"Hehe, you … what?"
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor did not take Wang Shiyu seriously at first. Who would have thought that this sword strike contained the power to destroy heaven and earth. It was like a falling galaxy, and the terrifying aura made his hair stand on end and his body shiver.
How could he be so strong?
The complexion of the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor changed dramatically. An immortal sword appeared in his hand, and in a hurry, a beam of sword radiance shot across the sky.
It was a defensive stance.
Boom!
The giant blood sword stood on top of the sky-spanning sword light.
Energy overflowed, and waves of energy swept out like a raging wave.
Crack.
The sky-spanning sword radiance shattered.
The blood-red sword radiance directly forced the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor to kneel on the ground on one knee, barely supporting himself with the immortal sword in his hand.
After a long time, the blood-red sword radiance dissipated.
Wang Shiyu looked at the broken stone sword in her hand, satisfied with the power of this sword strike.
"Junior, how could you have such strength?"
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor stood up awkwardly, his old face flushed like a pig's liver.
He was unexpectedly at a disadvantage.
Under the gaze of countless immortal experts, he was forced to kneel on one knee by a junior with a sword strike?
This was more humiliating than a direct slap in the face.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that this junior, who was like an ant in his eyes, a junior that he didn't care about at all, a junior that he felt he could crush to death with a single thought, was actually so tyrannical.
Wang Shiyu did not speak.
She twisted her wrist.
The broken stone sword vibrated, and a blood-red sword radiance condensed.
Wang Shiyu swung her hand.
Swoosh!
The blood-red sword radiance spun, turning into a blood-red disc of sword radiance, flying out. Every time it spun, it burst out countless densely packed sword radiance.
In an instant, the entire Immortal Ancient arena seemed to be submerged by the blood-red sword radiance.
"Taboo — Immortal Heart Sword-Breaking Technique."
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor roared.
He lowered his waist, gripped the sword with both hands, and slashed down.
A dazzling silver sword shadow materialized behind him, a full kilometer long, and followed the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor's movements, slashing down from the sky.
Where the sword radiance passed, the void was split in half like a piece of white cloth.
The air parted like waves.
Even the entire Immortal Ancient arena seemed to be cut in half by this sword.
Ding, ding, ding, ding!
The blood-red sword light collided with the pure silver sword shadow, producing a metallic clang.
"Break it for me."
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor roared.
He wanted this sword strike not only to break Wang Shiyu's swordsmanship, but also to kill Wang Shiyu.
Endless blood-red light swords collided with the pure silver sword shadow.
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor only felt that the immortal sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the resistance of the sword body was getting stronger and stronger. It was getting harder and harder to slash down.
And the pure silver sword shadow was the same.
The downward momentum was getting slower and slower.
Instead, the blood-red light swords that filled the sky were increasing in number.
"Puff ~"
"Puff, puff, puff!"
The sound of flesh being cut and pierced rang out.
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor's eyes widened.
Several blood-colored swords of light spun and cut through his body.
The magical power of the Immortal Heart Sword-Breaking Technique was instantly broken.
The thousand-meter-long pure silver sword shadow dissipated in the air.
"Oh no …"
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor was horrified.
The blood-red light swords that blotted out the sky swept over and drowned him.
Boom, boom, boom!
A terrible energy explosion.
The turbulence, like stormy waves beating against the shore, flew wildly toward the surroundings of the Immortal Ancient arena.
The entire Immortal Ancient arena shook violently.
The protective shield around the arena appeared and shook wildly, as if it could not withstand this power.
"What kind of power is this?"
"The strength of the successor of the Sword God has reached this level?"
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
"Another magnate of the younger generation … When did the world change?"
Uncontrollable exclamations rang out in the major side halls.
Many immortal experts were dumbfounded.
Before, there was Mu Mu, who blocked the way of the Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda and then there was Hua Xiangrong, who single-handedly crushed the old coffin kernel and the black-robed monster from the Ghost Mansion. And now, there was the successor of the Sword God, who, with just a broken sword, had suppressed the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor, who was known as the number one sword cultivator of the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals.
Why were the younger generation so terrifying at such a young age?
In particular, these younger generations were not the direct descendants of the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals.
They were all from the outside.
Could it be that a golden era had silently erupted in the Immortal World outside, and they actually didn't know about it?
Even Ye Kuanglang and the other Immortals were dumbfounded.
Although too many shocking things had happened since the start of the Immortal Ancient arena, the strength that Wang Shiyu had displayed was still unbelievable to them.
"Could it be that Lao Ji had long known that this girl was extraordinary, so he accepted her as his last disciple?"
"No, no, this girl's strength is stronger than Lao Ji's. Could it be that she already knew that Lao Ji had mastered that power, so she agreed to be his disciple?"
"That can't be right. I saw this girl when she first entered the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals. At that time, she definitely did not have this kind of strength …"
"Did she only break through to this level during this period of time?"
"Li Mu and Hua Xiangrong were very ordinary when they entered the Blessed Land of Innumerable Immortals. They climbed to the peak in just a few weeks."
The four Immortals looked at each other.
If it was just one person, it might be a coincidence.
But it was three people in a row. That was terrifying.
There must be something that they had not noticed.
In the arena.
The endless blood-colored sword light was still sweeping over.
The figure of the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor was drowned.
Wang Shiyu stood where she was, holding the broken stone sword, her face expressionless.
All of a sudden, a sword light appeared behind her without warning. It contained a fatal and forbidden power, and it stabbed at the back of Wang Shiyu's head.
This sword strike was so sudden and so terrifying.
As a result, the moment the sword light appeared, countless spectators, through the Water Mirror Technique, felt their blood run cold. Their hearts almost jumped out of their throats, and they felt that they were already dead.
On the arena, Wang Shiyu turned around in disbelief.
She was facing the sword light.
The sword light was pointing at the center of her eyebrows.
The person holding the sword was the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor.
His face was cold and fierce, and his eyes were full of killing intent.
Wang Shiyu's beautiful black hair was fluttering in the wind of the sword.
In the face of this fatal strike, she actually slowly closed her eyes.
It seemed like a moment, but it also seemed like ten thousand years.
Wang Shiyu opened her eyes.
"Outside the Heavenly Sword Hall, you have already used your doppelganger magic once. Now you are doing it again. Are you at your wit's end?"
"Don't you want to obtain the Sword God's swordsmanship?"
"Then … let me show you the power of the Sword God's sword."
She said.
In the broken stone sword, there was suddenly a burst of bright brilliance.
It was thousands of sword intents.
Ji Qi's sword intent.
It was also Wang Shiyu's sword intent.
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor's hair stood on end.
Using the doppelganger technique to absorb the attack of the blood-colored sword light, and then launching an attack with his real body. This was a tactic that had been used every time he faced a strong enemy for countless years.
This fatal sword was fast and powerful. It could be said to be the best of his swordsmanship.
This sword should have killed the opponent in a thousandth of a second.
But Wang Shiyu had incredibly completed the whole process of turning around, closing her eyes, thinking, opening her eyes, speaking, and finally striking the sword in that thousandth of a second.
Thousands of sword intents had converged into a kind of colorful light.
That was the power displayed by the Sword God, Ji Qi.
It was a higher level of power that surpassed the immortal power.
The power of a god.
At this moment, the outcome had been decided.
As if there was a wind blowing.
The Immortal Sword in the hand of the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor dissipated inch by inch, like sand and ashes.
The colorful sword light cut through the body of the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor.
It was like a flash of light passing through a shadow.
Then it flew back and landed in the palm of Wang Shiyu.
The Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor stood there blankly. After three breaths, he said with a horrified face, "You … you … my Sword Heart … you broke my Sword Heart? Ah ah ah … no! "
Despair, like a raging tide, covered the Immortal Heart Sword Ancestor in an instant.
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