Chapter 67 The Sword Falling from the Sky

On the Heaven-Building Platform, hundreds of thousands of disciples knelt and prostrated. The blood lines under their feet surged and turned into wisps of blood, wrapping around their bodies.

"Elder, I am not a demon spy!"

"You are the demon cultivator! You are a thief! You must die a good death!"

"It's ridiculous. There are so many demon spies. It's really a big joke. I didn't expect Taixuan Sect to be so dark. They said that Taicang is the most upright person. Hahaha, it won't be long before the Taicang Dynasty will be destroyed!"

"Chu Xian, even if I die and become a ghost, I will never let you go!"

"Aren't you afraid that humans and gods will be angry and suffer retribution for such an act?"

Cries, begging for mercy, curses, etc., all kinds of sounds filled the outer city.

On the stone pillar in the center of the sky patching platform, blood began to flow upward from the grooves in the grooves, as if the meridians were congested with blood, which was strange and terrifying.

Rolling clouds came from all directions, quickly covering the sky above the outer gate city, making the city dark.

The pale golden light shield emitted by the Demon-Conquering Umbrella began to appear, covering the whole city. Those disciples who had not gone to the Sky-Building Platform wanted to escape from the city, but they could not get out at all.

Ye Lan trembled and wanted to stand up, but she couldn't do it at all. She felt her spiritual power being drained away, and her eyes were full of fear and despair.

Su Han and Zhen Qin on the side were in the same situation. They couldn't even speak and could only wait desperately for death to come.

distance.

In the attic.

The hunchbacked old man looked at Chu Xian's figure with a solemn expression and said, "I didn't expect him to be so powerful. The genius of Taixuan Sect is really not simple. It's only been a few years..."

Jiang Qiong's eyes also showed fear. Just facing Chu Xian's pressure, she did not dare to act rashly. The gap was too huge.

"So that's it, the legendary Nirvana Formation of the Universe..."

Jiang Qiong was talking to herself, and the hunchbacked old man couldn't help but look at her and said: "Miss, I'm afraid this formation will threaten us, so we should evacuate quickly."

Jiang Qiong nodded. Her target was not Chu Xian. Chu Xian's appearance caught her by surprise, especially the Qiankun Nirvana Formation, which had a huge impact on her.

The two men immediately turned around and prepared to evacuate the outer gate city.

Rumble——

The clouds in the sky produced thunder, like a god roaring, suppressed and loud.

Chu Xian looked up, his eyes calm. He just glanced at it and then looked at the city again.

Looking at the hundreds of thousands of disciples struggling below, there was compassion in his eyes.

"If you make sacrifices for the future of Taixuan Sect, your whole life of cultivation will not be in vain."

He talked to himself, as if to comfort himself, the pity in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes became indifferent.

He raised his hand and grabbed the Demon-Conquering Umbrella, preparing to increase his strength and refine the cultivation of all the disciples on the stage in one go.

Ye Lan was already lying on the ground. She raised her eyes with difficulty. Under the rolling thunder clouds, Chu Xian's figure was so terrifying.

But at this moment, what she saw was not Chu Xian, but another figure.

She was worried that Gu An wouldn't be able to escape this disaster.

She felt regretful that she should have gone to Gu An yesterday and asked him to leave Taixuanmen early.

What happened today is outrageous, and Chu Xian will definitely kill all the servant disciples who belong to this outer gate city.

There were more and more bloody runes on her body, like chains, pulling her tightly, as if dragging her into the ground. Unprecedented fatigue surged toward her like a stormy wave, and her eyelids trembled and closed.

The Bai Ling Sword at her waist was still trembling, as if she was anxious for its master.

at this time.

Ye Lan seemed to feel something and subconsciously opened her eyes to look. The sun shone on her face. Not only her, but other disciples who endured torture also opened their eyes because the sky suddenly became brighter.

The bloody Lu Jiujia could only look at the sky with his peripheral vision. Under his gaze, the rolling thunderclouds in the sky had been dispersed. Judging from the signs of cloud waves on the horizon, it was obvious that they were dispersed by some powerful force.

Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man who were walking quickly on the street could see it more clearly. They turned to look and then stopped.

Above the Demon-Conquering Umbrella, there was a sword floating outside the pale golden light shield. The sword was surrounded by the sword energy, and the sword body could not be seen clearly. It could only be seen that it was a slender sword.

Chu Xian raised his head and moved the magic umbrella away, his brows furrowed.

"who?"

His voice sounded, with a hint of nervousness in his tone.

This word "who" gave hope to everyone in the city, and the eyes of the disciples who were sealed in the Tianbu Platform were full of hope.

boom!

A domineering sword intent burst out from the sword shadow in the sky, and suddenly crushed the pale golden light curtain covering the entire city.

Chu Xian's expression changed greatly, and he immediately poured his spiritual power into the Demon-Conquering Umbrella. The Demon-Conquering Umbrella shook violently, bursting out with powerful force to resist Jian Ying's sword energy.

"combine……"

Chu Xian's eyes widened, and as soon as he uttered a word, the sword shadow fell in an extremely domineering manner, dissipating the vast power of the Demon-Conquering Umbrella, crushing the Demon-Conquering Umbrella head-on, and then piercing through his body.

Like a falling star!

The shadow of the sword fell from the sky and landed on the sky patching platform. The sword blade sank into the platform stone and trembled continuously. The powerful sword intent burst out and scattered all the bloody runes on the platform. The huge stone pillar suddenly shattered.

The sword intent passed over Ye Lan's body, causing her robe to flutter, and her whole body felt like she was awakening from a nightmare.

Su Han and Zhen Qin did the same, and they quickly stood up.

After more and more disciples got rid of their restraints, they stood up and turned to look at the sword shadow in the center of the stage. In their eyes, this sword was not scary because it saved them.

Someone looked up and saw that Chu Xian was still suspended in the air, holding the pole of the magic umbrella in his right hand. His body was trembling, and blood flowed uncontrollably from his seven orifices.

"Why……"

Chu Xian said in a trembling voice. Before he could finish his words, bursts of sword light erupted from his body, followed by ashes and smoke. Even his soul could not escape.

The sky then glowed with a dark yellow light, as if dusk was coming.

"How is it possible...he is in the realm of crossing the void..."

The hunchbacked old man's eyes widened and his tone was full of horror.

Jiang Qiong also found it difficult to remain calm. Chu Xian was already above the realm of gods. What kind of cultivation level could kill Chu Xian with one sword?

Following her gaze, there was a pillar of air descending from the sky, connected to the sky patching platform, as if dividing the entire world into two.

That's sword energy!

Such a sword cultivator was born in this world...

At this moment, Jiang Qiong felt very small and mediocre. The hundred years of injury seemed to have eliminated her from the world of immortality.

at the same time.

The third medicine valley.

Under a big tree, Mr. Tian looked in the direction of the outer gate city. Even though he was far away, he saw the sword energy pillar above the sky-butding platform.

"Combined..."

Mr. Tian muttered to himself, his voice only heard by himself.

On the top of the mountain at the edge of the Medicine Valley, Ye Yan stood facing the wind. A strong wind suddenly blew in front of him, pulling his robe back. He was holding a long spear, and his body was as loose as a pine, not swaying.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the sword energy pillar in the distance, his heart filled with surprise.

Dozens of miles away.

Shen Zhen stood on the cliff, with the cave gate behind her. The wind and waves blew her black clothes and her veil, making the lower half of her face looming.

The sword energy column was also reflected in her pupils, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

There is such a sword cultivator hidden in Taixuanmen!

She couldn't help but think of the Flying Leaf Sword Immortal who picked leaves to kill Nascent Soul. No one knew how high his level was, or even who he was.

…

Ye Lan stood on the edge of the Sky-Building Platform, with hundreds of thousands of disciples in front of her. She couldn't see the shadow of the sword surrounded by the sea of ​​people, but her eyes couldn't help but look at the Bai Ling Sword at her waist.

The sword was still trembling slightly.

There was a complicated look in her eyes.

At this moment, the outer disciples in front of them retreated one after another and made loud noises. Ye Lan was attracted by a sharp sound.

That's the sound of a sword grinding against a stone!

She immediately jumped up, stepped on the flying sword, and reached high in the sky. Not only her, but tens of thousands of disciples also did the same, flying into the air. The scene was extremely spectacular.

Everyone who came to the air widened their eyes, because they saw the shadow of the sword that killed Chu Xian moving quickly. The blade was still embedded in the stone of the platform, sliding all the way, sparks bursting out, and the sword's intention overflowing.

Elder Liu Chang from the library frowned and read: "The right... way..."

When the sword shadow wrote the last stroke, the sword shadow took off, passed over the heads of all the disciples, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Everyone turned to look at the patchwork platform and saw two large characters carved in the center of the platform.

right way!

The writing is full of energy and energy, showing the ultimate sharpness and chilling air!

Jiang Qiong and the hunchbacked old man also flew into the air and saw the two big characters. The two demon cultivators from Qianqiu Pavilion were also shocked.

Taicang Zhengdao did evil things, but was eventually stopped by the mysterious sword cultivator, leaving the word "zhengdao" behind.

What does this mean?

Although there are darkness in Taixuanmen, there are also great monks with righteous hearts!

Jiang Qiong had always scorned the name of Taixuanmen's right path, thinking that Taixuanmen was just fooling the people of the world, but now she suddenly felt that Taixuanmen might not be so bad.

…

Xuangu, in the attic.

Gu An sat at the desk, his brows slightly furrowed.

Someone locked his Qinghong Sword, which made it difficult for him to take back the Qinghong Sword directly.

He was wielding the sword with his sword intention. The previous sword attack was not an ordinary attack, it was the move of the Tai Cang Jing Shen Sword.

The Tai Cang Jing Shen Sword that has mastered the realm of fusion!

"Since you want to chase me, it's just right to let you know that there is a sword hanging above your heads in Taixuan Sect."

Gu An thought silently, and then picked up the brush, ready to test whether he could multi-purpose.

Qinghong Sword is already more than six thousand miles away from him, and the distance is still widening rapidly.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the Qinghong Sword, surrounded by sword energy, shuttled quickly, leaving a long wave of air along the way that extended to the end of the sky.

Suddenly, Qinghong Sword stopped and hung above the clouds.

In less than three breaths, a golden light rushed from the horizon and quickly came to the front of Qinghong Sword, less than a hundred feet away.

The golden light dissipated, and a man wearing a blue robe appeared. He was holding a fly whisk in his hand, and he looked like an immortal, but his face was a little solemn.

"Who is your Excellency? I have never heard of a Fusion Realm sword cultivator in the Taicang Dynasty." The man in Taoist robes asked with a serious tone.