The Black Gold Astral Wind descended like billions of giant blades, slicing through the void.
The woman blocked Ao Ying and the others behind her and shook the long sword in her hand.
The sword light that filled the sky was like a light mist.
The light mist was tough and blocked the astral wind from the Golden Winged Roc.
However, the Golden Roc Xuan Feng suddenly flashed.
In the next moment, he tore through the sword lights and instantly appeared above everyone's head.
The speed was so fast that the woman was caught unprepared.
The Golden Winged Roc race was indeed blessed by nature in terms of speed and was even faster than other great demons.
The woman cheered in her heart and didn't slow down her movements.
The sword lights suddenly gathered and slashed at the Golden Winged Roc's claw.
Xuan Feng's iron claw that could grab heaven and earth couldn't descend.
He increased his strength and shattered the sword lights.
However, the woman had already brought Ao Ying and the others to another place.
Xuan Feng's heart shivered slightly.
Not only was the opponent's sword art exquisite, but her foundation was also extremely sturdy. The sword lights caused his claw to feel pain.
The more it was so, the more Xuan Feng wasn't willing to let them go.
His speed wasn't inferior to peak stage martial dao emperor experts. It was as though space didn't exist.
The woman's sword art might be brilliant, but there was a difference in cultivation realm. No matter how she shifted, she couldn't get rid of the Golden Winged Roc.
If she was alone, it would be fine. However, Ao Ying and the others were beside her. Facing the Golden Roc's speed, they couldn't keep up.
However, the woman's sword dao could create ten thousand laws with a single thought. As it changed, it immediately condensed ten thousand year old ice and enveloped everyone.
Although everyone was sealed in ice and couldn't move, the defense was sturdy. Even the Golden Winged Roc race's chief, Xuan Feng, couldn't break through in a short period of time.
Xuan Feng's thoughts changed. Seeing that his opponent was sealed in ice, he immediately decided to turn around and deal with Su Po first.
However, the woman's sword dao changed and the ice layer instantly shattered. It turned into a boundless sea of ice and counterattacked Xuan Feng.
Xuan Feng was enraged and let out a terrifying roar that shook ten thousand miles.
The roar was like a tangible blade that instantly slashed open the boundless sea of ice.
The woman's sword dao changed and the sea of ice condensed into a city. It blocked the Golden Winged Roc's roar again.
Xuan Feng felt irritated.
This woman's swordsmanship wasn't as sharp as Su Po's, but it was ever-changing and had great adaptability. She was able to deal with opponents who were stronger than her.
Anger surged in the Great Roc Patriarch's heart. He simply let go of his worries and placed all his attention on this woman.
The stormy waves of attacks began to rain down on the other party.
He wanted to see how long this woman could last.
Ao Ying and Chen Chaoyan were inwardly shocked by the overwhelming onslaught.
The woman's expression remained the same, neither anxious nor impatient.
The changes in her sword technique were dense, flexible, and firm. Her defense was firm, and she did not give her opponent the chance to take a step forward.
On the other side was a world of Thunder and Lightning.
Peng Ziling, the sect master of the Tai Qing Palace, erected the Tai Qing Avatar. Formless divine lightning spread in all directions, constantly piercing through space, coming and going without a trace.
On the other hand, the Qian Emperor, Song Jun, stood in mid-air as if he had transformed into a god that wielded lightning punishment. Numerous lightning spears descended one after another like a torrential downpour.
The two Level-14 powerhouses attacked at the same time, targeting the same person.
It was Su Po who looked like he had yet to wake up.
Facing the pincer attack of the enemy, not only did Su Po not draw his attention away, he instead looked even more lost and dazed than before.
The sword in his hand seemed to be instinctively activated, blocking the attacks of Peng Ziling and Song Jun. At that moment, he looked like he was surrounded by danger.
Like a lone boat in a storm, tossing and turning in the surging waves, he could be destroyed at any moment.
Peng Ziling noticed the situation on the side of the golden-winged Great Roc, Xuan Feng. His white brows furrowed slightly.
He formed a spell with one hand, the index and middle fingers of his other hand suddenly forming a sword, stabbing out in the air.
His Tai Qing Avatar also formed a sword spell, and then pointed towards Su Po.
The Taishi Formless Divine Lightning immediately condensed into a formless sword qi.
As the sword qi surged, it came and went without a trace, leaving no trace behind.
When it appeared again, it was already behind Su Po's neck.
Su Po turned around and blocked Peng Ziling's Tai Beginning Formless Sword Energy.
However, the sword energy changed once more, instantly turning into the Grand Essence Mist, and then using the Tai Chi Two Elements.
As it intersected and changed, it formed a special mystery, temporarily stopping Su Po's sword.
Just at that moment, Song Jun's Lightning Tribulation Spear stabbed towards Su Po's head.
At the moment of imminent peril, Su Po's body suddenly flashed with brilliance.
His sword shook, breaking Peng Ziling's spell, and then slashing towards Song Jun's Lightning Spear.
Peng Ziling and Song Jun both frowned, the corner of their eyes sweeping towards Shen Herong who had attacked just now.
Shen Herong used the Confucian School's Profound Words to buff Su Po, instantly making Su Po's sword shine even brighter than before.
Against someone whose cultivation was much higher than his, the effect of Profound Words was very limited.
However, Shen Herong had reached Level Twelve under the buff of Zhang Dongyun's Invincible City. Using it on Su Po, who was Level Thirteen, it was more or less effective.
However, in this way, her Profound Words would not be able to be used on him.
Peng Ziling did not relax while attacking Su Po, while slashing at Shen Herong with Taishi Formless Divine Thunder.
Although Shen Herong was a genius, there was still a gap between their cultivation.
She used Profound Words to buff herself, but it was not faster than Peng Ziling's Taishi Formless Divine Thunder.
The formless Lightning seemed to originate from where Shen Herong was, as if it had been there for a long time.
As the Lightning exploded, it continuously tore apart the country and world that Shen Herong used to protect himself.
The pages of the literary talent scroll above her head were continuously torn apart.
However, at that moment, another sword qi flew over.
Under the pressure of this sword qi, the Lightning revealed its true form, surging continuously.
Immediately after, it was destroyed by the sword qi.
"All rivers run into the sea … this is a classic saying, is it Twelfth Sister?"
Hearing this voice, Shen Herong lightly exhaled: "Seventh Brother, do you remember Little Sister?"
She looked up at him.
Her appearance was different, but he still had the appearance of the past.
"Hmm?" The Golden-Winged Great Roc Xuan Feng's heart trembled, and suddenly turned around.
He saw the confusion in the eyes of the youth holding the sword in his hand suddenly dissipate, and was replaced by clarity.
At the same time, it was sharp and dazzling.
At this moment, endless sword qi surged on the youth's body, and shot straight into the sky.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all intelligent beings felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
However, in the next moment, all the sword qi and cold aura disappeared.
The sword qi around the youth disappeared, and then he lowered his head to look at the ordinary iron sword in his hand that he had stolen from somewhere.
"What a dream …" He laughed and shook his head, and casually threw the sword away.
However, at this moment, without a sword in his hand, in the eyes of Peng Ziling and the others, he was even more terrifying than before.
"You … have reached the realm of suppressing the universe?" The Tai Qing Palace Master Peng Ziling exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.
Hearing this, Su Po smiled slightly, and did not speak, but directly raised his hand.
As he raised his hand, Peng Ziling and the others felt that they were facing the sharpest existence in their lives.
The sword will was formless, but a terrible wound appeared on the Tai Qing Palace Master Peng Ziling's Pure Yang Yuan Spirit Dharma Idol.
The Tai Qing Image that stood between heaven and earth, like a giant god, was about to be directly split into two.
Seeing this, Peng Ziling sighed.
Compared to when they fought in the past, not only had the other party's swordsmanship improved greatly, but his cultivation had also increased.
The current Su Po was far stronger than the Sword Demon of the past.
Looking at him, Peng Ziling, Song Jun, and Xuan Feng felt as if they were looking at the Evil Emperor and Azure Emperor of the past again.
This was only when Su Po had just broken through to the fourteenth realm.
If he was given more time to nurture, he would probably reach an even more terrifying level.
Seeing that his Tai Qing Image could not be protected, Peng Ziling did not force it, and instead changed the spell in his hand.
The Tai Qing Image collapsed on the spot, and then turned into a vast expanse of Tai Qing mist, temporarily trapping the other party's sword qi.
At the same time, Peng Ziling stretched out his hand.
From the distant Tai Qing Palace, a streak of flowing light suddenly flew out.
The light streaked across the sky, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, arriving in front of Peng Ziling and landing in his hands.
It was a jade scepter.
With the number one treasure of Tai Qing Palace in his hands, Peng Ziling's aura became more ethereal and majestic.
However, Su Po did not care about this, and his sword continued to attack.
The sword qi gathered in mid-air, not like a bright waterfall, but more like a zigzagging mist.
This mist changed at will, crushing the Tai Qing mist, and then swimming between heaven and earth.
The mist arrived beside the golden-winged great roc Xuan Feng, who hurriedly flapped his wings.
Streaks of dark gold wind crisscrossed, slashing on the mist, but were unable to cut it apart.
Instead, wherever the mist passed, streaks of dark gold wind seemed to be cut apart, and then dissipated into nothingness.
Seeing this, Xuan Feng was shocked, and hurriedly flapped his wings to dodge.
As the mist swam, apart from Shen Herong, Ao Ying, and the others, it swam in all directions.
Heaven Emperor Song Jun in the sky was also affected by this illusory mist like sword qi.
The streaks of Thunder formed by his Thunder Calamity Spear were also unable to escape, and were all cut apart, dissipating in mid-air, leaving streaks of sparks.
Su Po's sword was faster than the previous, and wherever his sword went, it was unstoppable.
However, his expression was gentle, and he even had the leisure to look at Shen Herong, "Twelfth sister, have you reincarnated? Why are you still so young? "
"Seventh brother, do you not remember what happened in these years?" Shen Herong asked.
Su Po smiled apologetically, "I don't know, I don't know."
"Ying Xiao, I betrayed all of us, and he was originally the successor of Tai Qing Palace. Back then, in the Immortals, he and Old Daoist Peng of Tai Qing Palace plotted against us," Shen Herong said.
Su Po's eyes squinted slightly, "So it's like this …"
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and all the sword qi gathered together, and then like a soft rope, wrapped around Tai Qing Palace's sect master Peng Ziling.
Peng Ziling was secretly shocked, and the magic treasure Tai Qing Ruyi in his hand flashed with green radiance, turning into a barrier, blocking the sword qi.
However, under the encirclement of the sword qi, it suddenly tightened, and cracks appeared on the green barrier.
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