114 The Last Dignity of a Sword Cultivator

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"Can I communicate now?" Fang Jinyu pointed up.

Xin Qianqian instantly puffed up her cheeks and thought, "Why are you mentioning the things I don't want to say? Two of these mirrors are in the Nine Desolations now, so what's the point of mentioning communicating with the upper realm?"

"Hmph!"

Xin Qianqian glared at Fang Jinyu and then cut off the connection to the spirit tool.

Fang Jinyu looked at the black mirror and couldn't help but grin. He did it on purpose. She knew that he could see it but not get close to her, so she deliberately showed it to him!

How preposterous!

Afterward, Fang Jinyu began to study the mirror in his hand.

The mirror was nameless.

Therefore, Fang Jinyu temporarily called it the "nameless mirror." The method used to refine it was extremely profound. He couldn't understand it, but the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

It was because Fang Jinyu felt that if he had some innate treasure energy and followed the refining method, there was a high chance that he could directly refine a magic treasure! He didn't have to use a "half-nurtured magic treasure" to refine it!

"Qianqian's grandmother was definitely a Nascent Soul stage cultivator when she was in the upper realm…" Fang Jinyu exclaimed in his heart and then continued to study it.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden exclamation from outside.

"Darn it! Someone is trying to destroy the array formation and lure the ash immortals over!"

Fang Jinyu's expression changed slightly, and he thought, "If we let those things over, what the heck will happen?" He immediately stood up and took a step forward. With a flash of lightning, he had already arrived at the place where the voice came from.

As Fang Jinyu arrived, a few more Core Formation stage cultivators came one after another.

However, they were in no mood to greet each other at this moment. They looked at the gap. The originally chaotic elements of earth, water, wind, and fire had been partially pacified. Many ash immortals came to the gap in the formation, their eyes drooping.

However, the ash immortals seemed to be waiting for something, so they didn't rush over. They just swept their eyes around from time to time.

Under the gaze of the ash immortals, even though Fang Jinyu was a Core Formation stage cultivator, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The rest of the Core Formation stage cultivators had the same feeling.

As for the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, since the Core Formation stage cultivators could feel a chill run down their spines, they were naturally even more unbearable. At this moment, they couldn't help but start to retreat.

At this moment, another shout was heard. "It's her! This woman destroyed the array formation! Hurry up and catch her!"

Fang Jinyu quickly looked over

The next second, Fang Jinyu was stunned. Fang Jinyu was able to identify the woman who was surrounded by cultivators despite the fact that she was only wearing a partial mask that covered her eyes. It was Su Yier!

It was because "Su Yier's Biography" had once mentioned the mask as a mighty magic treasure!

It was called the "unparalleled ghost mask."

"Su Yier!" At this moment, a furious roar sounded, and the voice was filled with bone-chilling hatred.

Fang Jinyu looked over. It was Ling Xiaojiu.

At this moment, Ling Xiaojiu was no longer handsome. Ever since he was allowed to return to the sect, not only did he look much older, but his cultivation had also fallen from rank 9 in the Core Formation stage to rank 1 in the Core Formation stage!

Fang Jinyu had asked around about what happened, but even Ling Wutong had no idea about the situation.

However, as Fang Jinyu looked at Su Yier, who was already a cultivator who ranked 9 in the Core Formation stage, he guessed it in his heart. Su Yier had probably stolen Ling Xiaojiu's cultivation base of rank 9 in the Core Formation stage.

"Master." When Su Yier heard Ling Xiaojiu's furious roar, she seemed to flinch slightly. However, her eyes soon became firm as she replied softly, "However, this is also the last time I will call you my master unless you are willing to come with me."

"Impossible!"

Ling Xiaojiu was furious. He had no idea why he was so muddleheaded before. He had cultivated all the way to rank 9 in the Core Formation stage, but he was so obsessed that even the swordsmanship he cultivated had problems.

Ling Xiaojiu turned into a streak of sword light and slashed toward Su Yier.

The sword aura was terrifying, and it was like the might of the heavens. The moment the sword's intent spread out, it made the surrounding Core Formation stage cultivators' bodies stiffen. It could only be said that sword cultivators were indeed invincible among their peers.

Although the lightning technique could suppress sword cultivators, they had to cultivate it to its peak!

Ordinary lightning techniques could only suppress Liches and devils for a while.

However, Su Yier, who was a cultivator who ranked 9 in the Core Formation stage, extended two jade-like fingers and lightly tapped on the streak of sword light that could heavily injure a great Core Formation stage cultivator with a single strike. Just like that, she disintegrated it.

Su Yier said calmly as she watched Ling Xiaojiu fall, "Master, you're no longer my opponent."

Ling Xiaojiu didn't say anything and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Xiaojiu's face was extremely pale, and his aura was messed up. Sometimes, he would show the aura of a cultivator who ranked 1 in the Core Formation stage, and sometimes, he would be a cultivator who ranked 9 in the Foundation Establishment stage. His core had been shattered, and he was already heavily injured!

At this moment, Su Yier looked around and said calmly, "The ash immortals aren't as bad as you think. It's a good thing for them to come over! Get out of the way, I don't want to start a massacre! I won't show any mercy in my following attacks!"

When Su Yier spoke, a cold glint flashed in the depths of her eyes.

It caused some of the cultivators nearby to retreat.

Even a Core Formation stage sword cultivator was heavily injured in one strike. How could they dare risk their lives to stop her?

However, Ling Xiaojiu spoke again, "Wait!"

Su Yier looked at Ling Xiaojiu calmly and said, "I told you, I won't show any mercy."

"I don't need your mercy. I still have one last sword!"

Before Ling Xiaojiu could finish his sentence, he had already made his move.

"The swordsmanship is used to shock the world. I'll sacrifice my life for my swordsmanship. This sword will kill all enemies!"

Ling Xiaojiu instantly turned into a white-haired old man. His face was full of wrinkles, and his life force disappeared in that instant.

However, Ling Xiaojiu's sword had attained extreme sublimation in that instant!

Ling Xiaojiu's final roar could be vaguely heard, "I sacrifice my life for my sword…"

The sword light soared into the sky as if it wanted to separate heaven and earth with one sword.

Su Yier also looked like she was facing a great enemy. Her expression was solemn as she shouted angrily, "The unparalleled ghost mask!"

The mask on her face instantly summoned a gray fog.

It came from outside the array. A few unlucky Foundation Establishment stage cultivators couldn't dodge in time and were contaminated by the gray fog. Immediately, their entire bodies turned black and white.

Then, after roaring twice like wild beasts, they scattered into a pile of ashes.

At this moment, the gray fog collided with Ling Xiaojiu's ultimate sublimation sword after burning his life. Its power was terrifying and almost showed signs of evolving the heavens and earth's magic domains. Fortunately, the prototype of the array here had been formed, suppressing the terrifying power.

After the attack, Ling Xiaojiu, who was still standing, turned into a pile of ashes and flew away with the wind.

Even though Su Yier's aura was a little unstable, she managed to withstand the attack.

It made the Core Formation stage cultivators who were originally prepared to attack Su Yier afraid of her and lose the intention of stopping her. They hurriedly sent distress messages to their Nascent Soul stage Grandmasters to ask for help.

Su Yier's eyes were filled with hatred as she couldn't use the mask too many times. However, she had no one to hate anymore, so she was about to leave.

However, at this moment, Su Yier heard another voice saying, "Did I let you go?"

Su Yier looked at the source of the voice, and the hatred in her eyes intensified. "It's you! Fang Jinyu! Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish!"

The ordinary-looking Fang Jinyu had finally managed to impress Su Yier, who was used to seeing handsome men, differently.

Su Yier had an extremely deep impression of Fang Jinyu now.

"Junior Sister Su, this is the last time I will call you that. You should never have killed Senior Brother Ling! After all, no matter what, he was your former master." Fang Jinyu's expression was even calmer than Su Yier's. He even had the mood to speak up for Ling Xiaojiu.