Chapter 972 Su Twelve borrows the sword to strike for a thousand years

Jiang Xueyan's voice sounded, and in the distant sky, the boundless sword intent centered on the Sword Master of the East China Sea spread rapidly and swept in all directions.

In an instant, the flying swords in everyone's hands were trembling under the influence of the sword's intention.

The sudden change made several people present stunned.

Before Li Piaoyue could react, the blazing sun sword that Li Piaoyue carried behind him, which belonged to Xu Yang, suddenly unsheathed, appeared across the sky, and turned into a sword light and flew into the distance. .??.

Immediately afterwards, there was a flying sword behind Jiang Xueyan, following closely behind.

Two flying swords suddenly flew out, but it was just the beginning.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

After several consecutive sounds, the flying swords carried by other people, as long as they were not in their storage bags, all flew out of the air and headed straight for the Sword Master of the East China Sea.

The sea water is boiling again, and in the depths of the seabed, countless flying swords that have sunk to the bottom of the sea without knowing when, and have long since lost their spirituality and are almost turned into scrap metal, are rushing out of the water at this moment.

In an instant, thousands of swords appeared in the sky.

The quality of the flying swords varied, but they all made sword whistling sounds, as if they were worshiping, rushing to fly to the location of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.

"This... sword intention is so pure that it attracts thousands of swords to surrender?"

"What a swordsman from the East China Sea! How dare he give up his life in order to prove his sword... It's only natural to have such attainments in swordsmanship!"

Su Twelve praised in a low voice.

In front of him, the Wuchen Sword was also trembling crazily, like a moth fluttering against a flame, ready to move.

However, his swordsmanship is not bad, and the Wuchen Sword is presided over by the weapon spirit, so he can still remain stable and unmoved.

However, from the emotions transmitted by the weapon spirit, Su Twelve could also feel that the weapon spirit continued to exude feelings of respect for the Sword Master of the East China Sea.

Driven by instinct, he constantly wants to fly to the opponent's location.

It wasn't until this moment that Su Twelve fully understood.

Jiang Xueyan said before that the sword is sacred in the heart of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.

, the meaning of the words cannot be violated.

In the world of cultivating immortals, as long as they are not earthly iron, even the most ordinary magic weapon has spiritual essence.

The Sword Master of the East China Sea's attitude and belief towards swords also determines... the attitude of all spiritual and spiritual flying swords towards him.

Attitude and belief are integrated with his sword intention. Others cannot feel it, but any spiritual sword can be clearly felt.

But what really surprised him was.

In the dantian, the Millennium Strike, which had always been almost unshakable, felt like a giant dragon awakening after feeling the invisible sword intent, and was just as ready to move.

"Hiss... He was even triggered by the Millennium Strike? His swordsmanship and swordsmanship are so pure!!!"

"The Thousand-Year Strike is a seventh-grade magic weapon. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Tribulation is, it is impossible to destroy such a magic weapon! If the Thousand-Year Strike is used, with his swordsmanship as the Sword Master of the East China Sea, he will be able to successfully prove that he can overcome the tribulation with the sword."

"It's just that although Xu Yang deserves to die, he is a member of the Huanxing Sect after all. Besides, he rashly exposed the existence of the Millennium Strike..."

Looking at the figure in the distance, Su Twelve looked thoughtful.

Although I have full admiration for the Sword Master of the East China Sea, to be fair, I don't want to end up with such a swordsman genius failing.

But... when it comes to your own interests, you also need to weigh the pros and cons.

Just as he was deep in thought, suddenly, in the distance in another direction, several sword lights flashed across the sky.

"Is that... Demonic Shadow Palace Zonglu's Afterimage Sword? Those guys are already chasing after them?"

"Calculating the time, even if Leng Yan can hold off the four Nascent Souls, I'm afraid it won't be able to delay her for too long."

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and he quickly glanced at Li Piaoyue and others behind him.

After urging the formation one after another, everyone at this time took shape one by one.

The spirit was exhausted, and it was obvious that he had no strength to fight anymore.

With just one glance, Su Twelve's eyes became firm and his mind was made up.

Taking a deep breath, the energy immediately sank into his dantian, and he used the golden elixir to spray the billowing elixir onto the thousand-year strike.

Without Su Twelve's deliberate suppression, plus Su Twelve's encouragement.

The next second, the Millennium Strike trembled slightly, disappeared from Su Twelve Dantian, turned into a rainbow light and rushed out, heading straight towards the East China Sea Sword Master at an astonishing speed.

Thousand Years Strike flew forward, and the moment it appeared, it was enveloped in a bright green light.

Wherever the sword light went, all swords were eclipsed.

The other flying swords flying towards the East China Sea Sword Master stopped one after another and stopped trembling in place.

"what is that?"

"It seems...a sword?"

"Such a terrifying spirituality, what grade of flying sword is this...?"

"At least above level 4, level 5, or level 6?"

"How is it possible that Senior Brother Su still has such a flying sword treasure on his body?"

"How did he do it? Even the elders of the sect's secret pavilion may not be able to possess such a magic weapon?"

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Exclamations rang out. No matter Li Piaoyue, the six people, or Jiang Xueyan, their eyes fell on Su Twelve, and they were all stunned on the spot.

No one thought that Su Twelve actually had such a trump card.

Feeling the gazes of several people, Su Twelve kept his expression unchanged, regained his true energy, and shouted to the figure in the distance,

"Senior, if you want to prove the art of swordsmanship, why don't you use a good sword?"

"Junior, if you are brave, lend me a sword from my senior!"

The words fell.

The Millennium Strike flew over and was hovering in front of the Sword Master of the East China Sea.

The flying sword flew into the sky, thunder rolled, and the lightning flashed, hitting the sword body immediately.

"Hahaha... What a sword! What a sword! What is the name of this sword...?"

The Sword Master of the East China Sea is ready to transform his body into a sword and prove the swordsmanship in his heart.

Looking at the flying sword hovering in front of him, unharmed under the lightning, he was surprised at first, and then burst into laughter.

"This sword strikes once a thousand years!" Su Twelve shouted from the air.

"What a thousand-year blow, this feeling... I will accept it!"

When the voice sounded, the Sword Master of the East China Sea decisively gave up on transforming himself into a sword, raised his hand and struck a thousand-year strike in front of him with one finger.

A body of true energy, which he has cultivated to this day, and all the understanding of the sword that he has painstakingly learned for five hundred years, with the majestic sword intention that fills the sky, is instantly absorbed into the sword body.

Five hundred years of sword mastery and seven heavenly tribulations were all for him to condense all his understanding into one move.

Only by leaving no regrets can you see the endless horizon.

Otherwise, I would rather not survive the catastrophe, but rather die!

This... is the obsession in his heart, the obsession with the sword, the obsession with perfect sword moves.

In an instant, the Millennium Strike emitted a bright green light that gathered together but never dispersed.

This move is also his usual style, it is an extremely solid sword.

The sword moves to the nine heavens, and the energy reaches the sky!

A sword passed through, like an aurora breaking through the night, and the dark clouds in the sky were divided into two.

The bright sunlight shines down.

The thunder that descended from the sky, carrying a mighty voice and exuding a destructive aura, was about to bombard the body of the Sword Master of the East China Sea, but suddenly, everything collapsed and dissipated invisible.

In a blink of an eye.

The clouds in the sky cleared and the fog dispersed, making the world bright again.

The Millennium Strike is still hovering in front of the Sword Master of the East China Sea, seemingly untouched from the beginning to the end.

But everyone watching from a distance knew clearly that it was not that the sword had not moved, but that the move of the East China Sea Sword Master exceeded the limit, was extremely fast, and was extremely powerful.