Chapter 397 Sword Fighting

The South China Sea is close to the Northern Territory, extending endlessly in all directions.

The same sea area is divided into inner and outer areas. The inner sea is the South China Sea, one of the four sides of the Northern Territory, and the outer sea is the endless ocean.

Legend has it that this endless ocean connects the five realms of the world and contains countless opportunities, including ancient caves, ancient secret realms, and even immortal treasures that have drifted down from the upper world. Every year, a large number of monks travel overseas to explore the secrets.

But most of them never return, because overseas is too dangerous. Not only are there opportunities like secret caves, but there are also ancient giant beasts, strange demons, and all kinds of unknown risks. Even the Mahayana cannot protect you.

Canglang Ruins is located on the boundary between the inland sea and the outer sea. It is said that it was originally an ancient secret place drifting out of the endless ocean. After tens of millions of years, it combined with the local terrain and evolved into today's Canglang Ruins. There are precious " "Void Spiritual Crystal" is produced, and monks often come to explore the secrets.

Today, the scene at Canglang Ruins is unprecedented.

In the Nanhai Xiujie, hundreds of sects and ten sects all gathered here.

Just because of a sword fight, a sword fight that determines the direction of the South China Sea and the future of the cultivation world.

"Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion!"

"It's too much!"

"The ancestor of Nanhai has just passed away, and they acted like this. They really can't wait."

"I am deceived by the fact that there is no one in the South China Sea!"

"It's so incompetent, how can it be called the Holy Land of the Immortal Sect?"

"It's not easy for monks from the side sect, but they still have to suppress them like this!"

"It's not enough to occupy the spiritual mountains and rivers of the Central Plains. Now, do you want to hold even this small South China Sea in your hands and pocket it?"

"Over the years, I have only secretly supported Xuanyin Island, but now I am openly taking action to break the backbone of our cultivation in the South China Sea."

"If True Lord Cangwu is defeated in today's battle, how many more years will we have to wait in the Nanhai Cultivation Realm before another Mahayana Immortal can emerge?"

When everyone gathered together, the undercurrent was raging, and everyone was unhappy.

The side path is not easy, the left path is difficult!

As a side sect, Nanhai monks lacked both qualifications and methods. They were not as good as the orthodox path in all aspects. Many people struggled and struggled to get into the realm, but because of their mixed foundations, they had no hope of Mahayana. In the end, they could only sit down and die with hatred. .

To this day, in the South China Sea cultivation world, only ten sects have produced Mahayana monks, and they were all achieved by chance, accidental, and cannot be copied or passed on. After the Mahayana ancestor was enthroned, these ten sects all fell into Combined forces.

Originally, the Nanhai Sect was expected to break this curse, but many twists and turns occurred in the process, and now it is even more difficult to stop it from the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion.

If Li Cangwu loses in this battle, it will definitely cause a major blow to the Nanhai cultivator, and even directly break the backbone. In the future, when the Nanhai cultivators enter the Mahayana, they may have to face the shadow of this heavy demonic obstacle.

To intimidate the cultivators, consolidate authority, then cultivate puppets and tame lackeys, in order to control the South China Sea cultivator, this is the purpose of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion's war.

The ambition of the wolf is obvious!

Regarding this, although Nanhai monks were resentful, they were just resentful.

If you don't have enough strength, how can you help it?

"True Lord Cangwu, what are the chances of winning?"

"The Nine Heavens Swordsman has been integrated into one body. This sword fight is his first step in taking over the sword mastership after fighting all over the world."

"The righteous path is authentic, and the fighting power is extremely strong. There was once a holy master of the Immortal Sect who defeated the Mahayana of the other sects and was powerful in the wilderness."

"True Lord Cangwu, the fusion is complete and has not yet entered the Mahayana. To the Jiuxiao Swordsman who is also a fusion..."

"I'm afraid the chances of winning are slim!"

"Don't increase the ambition of others and destroy your own majesty. True Lord Cangwu is a Heavenly Sword cultivator, and he defeated the Xuanyin Ancestor against all odds. His combat power may not be inferior to those of the Holy Masters of the Immortal Sect."

"Not to mention victory, at least there is hope for a draw!"

"..."

All the cultivators were thinking about each other, but they all felt worried and did not take good care of things.

There is no way, the difference between the side sect and the right way has been deeply ingrained in the bones, so that now, everyone can only pray for a draw, and do not dare to hope for a chance of victory.

At the same time, Nanhai Faction, Yunlong Island.

In the Patriarch Hall, Li Cangwu looked solemn and solemnly placed a stick of incense in front of the memorial tablet of his teacher Yun Tianhe.

At this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard again, and a person walked into the hall.

Li Cangwu didn't look back, only said coldly: "What else are you doing here?"

"Big brother!"

Yue Qing'er stopped and looked at his back with a complicated expression: "Do you really want to do this?"

"snort!"

Li Cangwu snorted coldly and did not respond.

Yue Qing'er's eyes narrowed and she persuaded again: "So what if you win? No matter Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion or other holy places, it is impossible to allow the South China Sea to be unified. There are masters in the side sects. Your insistence on going your own way will only lead to the disaster of the South China Sea Sect. Let the hard work of Master and all the ancestors be wasted.”

"Are you scared?"

After hearing these words, Li Cangwu finally turned around, looked at her coldly, and asked such a heartbreaking question.

"I……!"

Yue Qing'er's words were stagnant, unable to respond, and she couldn't help but avoid his gaze.

Just as Li Cangwu said, she was... scared!

In the past three months, Li Cangwu had gone somewhere unknown. When he returned to the Nanhai Sect, he had an intimidating energy. Not only was he completely transformed, but his swordsmanship was also greatly improved.

Although in her opinion, Li Cangwu still had a slim chance of winning, she still felt uneasy and had to come here again to persuade him.

But he couldn't admit it anyway, and Yue Qing'er could only forcefully say: "I just don't want you, senior brother, to be damaged due to sword-to-sword confrontation with Zhang'er. I don't want the Nanhai Sect's foundation and master's hard work to go to waste."

"..."

Li Cangwu looked at her, his expression remained unchanged, he said nothing and walked out of the hall.

It’s already a statement, a decisive move!

"Brother!"

Yue Qing'er's eyes narrowed and she called him out again: "Are you still hating me and what happened back then?"

Li Cangwu didn't respond and kept walking.

"I can't help myself either!"

But he didn't expect Yue Qing'er to say something that was shocking.

"Back then, I was in danger in Canglang Ruins. By chance, I ended up in the Central Plains. I was seriously injured and lost my memory before I joined the Nine Heavens Sword Pavilion."

"That's why I really didn't know Master when we were confronted at Jiange, and that's why I made such a big mistake."

"Later, when I entered the realm of cultivation, although my memory was restored, everything was a foregone conclusion and there was nothing I could do about it."

"If you hate me, then kill me with one sword in this Patriarch Hall today to put an end to your resentment!"

"This is better than going to die and being buried with the Nanhai Sect."

The words were shocking.

"..."

Li Cangwu stopped and stood still, without looking back or saying anything.

However, Yue Qing'er ignored it, chased after her, and tried to stop her: "Junior sister, please, how about letting me go?"

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with tears.

However, when his eyes touched, he saw cold eyes like swords.

"Senior brother..."

Yue Qing'er's heart skipped a beat and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Li Cangwu looked at her with an expression of indifference and a bit of relief: "People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. I didn't blame you back then, I only hated myself for being incompetent, but now..."

"Yue Qing'er, how can there be a woman as despicable and shameless as you in the world?"

"you……!"

Yue Qing'er's expression changed and she didn't know how to defend herself.

Li Cangwu ignored it: "If you really lost your memory back then, how could Master not know about it, how could he not forgive you, how could he still be worried about it until his death?"

"I……"

Yue Qing'er's words were stagnant and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Li Cangwu looked at her coldly, with a hint of murderous intention: "Back then, you betrayed your master and betrayed your family, and now you are still making up this lie to break my Taoist heart. You are so shameless. Do you really think I dare not draw my sword to kill you?"

"!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Yue Qing'er's expression changed even more, with a hint of panic.

But soon she came back to her senses and said with force, "Senior Brother thinks so, Qing'er has nothing to say, but this matter is related to the future of the Nanhai Sect and Master's hard work..."

"You don't deserve to be promoted to Master!"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted. Li Cangwu stepped forward, his eyes like swords, piercing the air.

"I know, I know that this Nanhai Sect is not of the same mind as me. If not, I would not allow you to come and go freely. Come to the Patriarch Hall and persuade me like this to bow to the Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion."

"But what happens to them is their business. After today, if they have to kneel down and submit, that's up to them."

"Today alone, I want to fight for my master and those who still have the backbone of the sect!"

"I want the world to know that our Nanhai sect is not just a dog with a broken back and a bent kneeling dog, a person who flatters foreigners and betrays the disciples!"

"you……!!!"

His words froze and he was speechless in shock. Yue Qing'er's face turned pale and she was even more at a loss.

Li Cangwu ignored her, stepped forward, passed her by, and stepped out of the Patriarch Hall.

…

"boom!"

At Canglang Ruins, all the cultivators were waiting quietly.

Suddenly, thunder roared and a sword came swiftly.

The wind and clouds moved away, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a figure appeared, standing high above the ruins.

"It's Zhenjun Cangwu!"

"Finally here!"

"This Li Cangwu...!?"

Seeing the arrival of the Righteous Lord, the crowd was slightly restless, and the fused monks were even more surprised and suspicious.

"Has your cultivation level improved again?"

"The power of the sword has greatly increased, and there is a hidden transformation!"

"Could it be..."

All the cultivators watched, surprised and doubtful.

Lu Mingyu couldn't help but look back and looked at the independent person in the distance.

Others don't know, but she knows that Li Cangwu has been staying in Wanjiange for the past three months.

Now his sword power has changed drastically, and he has made some progress. If he says that it has nothing to do with Wanjiang Pavilion, who would believe it?

But in just three months, what did he do to change like this?

Lu Mingyu didn't know, but felt inexplicably uneasy, as if today's events were going to have shocking twists and turns.

"boom!"

Li Cangwu had just stood still when he saw a sword light coming from the distance, as well as wind and thunder.

The wind and lightning rushed forward in an instant, and the sword light reached the sky above Guixu, revealing its original appearance. It was a giant ship with wind and thunder.

The shape of a giant ship sword, with wind and thunder moving together, shows extraordinary power. It is the major immortal weapon of Jiuxiao Sword Pavilion.

Another stream of light came out and turned into a human figure, standing in a corner of the sky.

Among the crowd, a young man in white clothes strolled leisurely and entered the venue calmly.

Exactly...

"Jiuxiao Sword!"

"Xiao Jia Xiao Zhang!"

Everyone's eyes froze, and they were all frightened.

Xiao Zhang was speechless. He walked into the field and faced Li Cangwu. He glanced at Li Cangwu with an incomprehensible expression: "In just three months, we have entered the country like this. It's not bad. It's not in vain for me to come here!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was speechless when they heard this.

This Jiuxiao Swordman really lives up to his name.

Only Li Cangwu's expression remained unchanged: "Draw out your sword!"