Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 358: Shangqing Xuanyue Sword

The bright moon suddenly swelled up, almost completely covering the entire sky above the sea.

Countless pure white sword beams flew out from the bright moon under the dark starry sky, staring at the light green robe of the Fire Spirit Saint Lord in the sky.

Thousands of sword beams were like a galaxy, forming a sharp cone in the front. The sword beams flowed like a galaxy, slowly and slowly moving towards the pale figure of the Fire Spirit Saint.

This light that suppresses the heaven and earth, although the sword intent is slow, is extremely bright.

Du Fang was almost losing his mind. This was the first time he had seen such a strong sword intent. A sword expert at the ninth level was almost like an ant in front of this sword intent.

No wonder when I first met Brother Mo, he once said that the ninth realm was the entry point to the way of the sword.

In the nine realms of swordsmanship, the strength becomes weaker and weaker as one reaches the later stages.

Nangong Wang, who was at the level of the Third Immortal Slasher, was almost the ceiling of cultivators in the world, but in front of this Soul Breaker, he was shot in the head before he could even take a single blow.

And Brother Mo can fight against the gods of the Tianlong clan.

Du Fang was sighing when someone suddenly pulled him down from the air. He looked in surprise and saw that it was Li Yuqing who was carrying him back to between the three huts.

"Why are you pulling me?"

Li Yuqing stared blankly at the sky: "How can it become a battlefield? As a mortal, not even ashes can be left!"

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell.

Thousands and thousands of sword beams from the galaxy finally arrived in front of the Fire Spirit Saint.

"This is the war of gods!"

Suddenly, an old man's voice came from behind, full of excitement. It was Guixuzi, whom Du Fang had met in the White Bone City.

There was an excited and thrilled smile on his face.

All the wrinkles were trembling and twisting.

Behind Guixuzi, there were dozens of people with confused expressions, staring blankly at the sky. It was a battle between gods.

It has nothing to do with mortals like them.

Today's battle made these nine-level strong men from the four major sword sects fully realize that they had practiced swordsmanship all their lives but had not even entered the door.

The so-called Ninth Realm powerhouses are like ants in front of the gods.

At this time, above the sky, the green robe of the Fire Spirit Saint Lord fluttered, and he casually lit three flames, and the flames turned into a flowing light curtain.

The piercing red light curtain contained the endless sword beams.

The sword's ray was blocked, and a few drops of blood suddenly seeped out of Mo Qingfeng's face. Obviously, he had used up almost all his strength in this sword.

The Fire Spirit Saint looked at his face and smiled, "Why are you unwilling to take back the Xuan Huang Qing Qi you obtained? At this point, do you still want to hold back?"

As soon as the words fell.

Mo Qingfeng suddenly shouted:

"Shangqing Xuanyue Sword +——Fission!"

Another drop of the three drops of soul blood exploded, and the huge bright moon hanging in the sky suddenly became dark, then suddenly became bright, and flashed three times in succession.

The flaming light curtain that swallowed up thousands of sword beams suddenly shattered and turned into countless fireballs, falling from the sky in just a blink of an eye.

The Flame Saint's green shirt was pierced by the sword light.

Countless pure white swords immediately turned into entities, whistling down from the sky and slicing the body of the Flame Saint into drops of red flames.

"Such a powerful sword rhythm!"

Countless people exclaimed in surprise.

"With this sword, the Soul Breaker should be reduced to ashes!"

"That's a god, it's impossible to be killed by a single sword!"

Du Fang listened blankly to the discussions behind him.

He had been worried since the beginning, because he knew that the former Human Emperor and the Green Emperor who reached the top of the fairyland were both geniuses in the world.

Only after Big Brother Mo breaks through the realm can he catch up with the strength of the Human Emperor Qingdi in the past.

Even the Human Emperor of that time was attacked by the Soul Destroyer and died in the fairyland, and the same happened to the Green Emperor.

Can Brother Mo, who hasn't reached the ultimate level yet, really withstand the Fire Spirit Saint?

The corners of Du Fang's mouth twitched, he was indeed a little pessimistic.

Li Yuqing beside him looked even more nervous, and the hand holding Du Fang's was covered in sweat.

After a long time, the water drop-like flame disappeared, and Li Yuqing whispered, "Is he... is he dead?"

"The God is dead!"

The only thing left in the sky was the bright moon, almost three thousand feet in diameter, made up of sword beams. This strange sight was extremely beautiful and extremely cold.

"The Soul Breaker is dead!" someone suddenly called out.

Mo Qingfeng summoned the Shangqing Xuanyue Sword - Fission, and directly killed the god of the Tianlong clan.

"The Taixuan Sword Sect is indeed the best in Jiuzhou. No wonder it is the leader of the nine great sword sects and has enjoyed a reputation for eight thousand years. It is true that there is no false reputation behind its fame!"

Guixuzi sighed softly, and dozens of people behind him sighed at the same time.

"Taixuan has always had a sparse population. In this lifetime, there are only three powerful ones, each of whom is the most powerful sword cultivator in the world!"

Mo Qingfeng suddenly waved to Du Fang, "Junior Sister Yuqing, come up!"

Li Yuqing immediately flew up, his body surrounded by golden light, wrapping the two of them in it, and flew towards Mo Qingfeng.

She was very thoughtful and at this moment, she was still on guard against the Soul Breaker being reborn and attacking him by surprise.

Du Fang looked at the blood on Mo Qingfeng's face and said softly, "Brother Mo, are you... okay?"

"It's okay!" Mo Qingfeng didn't look at him, but said to Li Yuqing:

"When the war starts again, you will send my brother to Feixingtai!"

Li Yuqing was surprised and asked, "Then... the monster is not dead?"

Mo Qingfeng slowly shook his head: "If I don't leap into the extreme realm, I can't hurt it. It's just dormant..."

"What does hibernation mean?"

"It's changing its form. The reason it came here is to break my realm. It wants to weaken my cultivation so that I can use the Xuanhuang Qi to nourish myself!"

Li Yuqing was speechless and said, "Mo...Senior Brother Mo, haven't you tried your best yet?"

"No!" Mo Qingfeng's expression was very calm, as if he was talking about the most ordinary thing.

"You should leave!"

Mo Qingfeng stretched out his hand, and the two figures suddenly headed towards the top of the back mountain. On the top of the back mountain, there was a green pavilion.

At the top of the pavilion is a crystal the size of a fist, pure white and translucent, with stars reflected on it.

So beautiful!

Du Fang was stunned and asked, "Where is this? I've never seen this before!"

He had indeed never been here. He had visited this mountain many times and was very familiar with every tree and blade of grass, but he had never seen such a pavilion.

This pavilion is so obvious, standing on the top of the mountain behind, but it can never be seen at other times.

"This is Feixingtai!" Li Yuqing's expression was full of pride.

"It will only appear under the vision of my three major sword sects!" Li Yuqing looked into the night sky, at the three thousand feet long, almost boundless, bright moon composed of sword beams full of oppressive power.

"Brother, why did you bring me here?" Du Fang was indeed a little confused.

Li Yuqing didn't answer him. He suddenly knelt down and bowed in a circle around the pavilion. He whispered, "Taiwei disciple Li Yuqing pays homage to all the ancestors!"