Chapter 575
"What!"
"Impossible!"
"What kind of swordsmanship is that!"
The swordsmanship was completely beyond imagination, which made the Blood Demon Sect Master and others stunned.
Not only them.
Even the warriors of the Demon Sword Sect were the same!
What happened just now?
Feiyu Jianfei looked at Cao Jian with a confused face.
"Did you see it clearly just now?"
Cao Jian shook his head slowly.
"No!"
He lowered his head and pondered for a while, replayed the situation in his mind, and then opened his eyes, with a hint of uncertainty on his face.
"I feel like it's... wind!"
"Wind?" Feiyu Jianfei frowned.
"Yes, it's wind, but it doesn't look like wind... It seems to be a trace of wind!" Cao Jian's eyes became brighter and brighter.
However, the Sect Master Chong Yuzhi was excited, trembling all over, covering his chest with both hands, suppressing the shock and joy in his heart.
"The trace of the wind... is the ancestor's sword technique of the trace of the wind!"
Everyone looked at him together, their eyes full of doubts.
The famous sword technique of the Demon Sword Ancestor is the Demon Flow Sword.
His sword technique is wild and crazy, strong and domineering.
With one sword, everything is destroyed, and no one can defeat him.
The sword technique that Tang Jue showed just now is indeed like this.
The thirty roots of evil were like babies under the Demon Flow Sword, and they had no power to fight back.
But what is the trace of the wind sword technique?
At this time, Tang Xuan spoke.
"If the Demon Flow Sword is the ultimate in strength, then the trace of the wind is the ultimate in speed!"
"The so-called sword art, one is heavy, the other is fast, that's it!"
Everyone suddenly realized.
So this is the ultimate of the sword art.
So this is the real strength of the Demon Sword Ancestor.
Just as everyone was astonished, the monster fused with the root of evil blew blood and its body collapsed.
One by one, the roots of evil were split in half.
Black air currents made wailing sounds, flew out from the root of sin, hovered in the air, and did not dissipate for a long time.
"Those are the negative energy contained in the root of sin!"
Cao Jian felt the evil power in the black air currents and was a little frightened.
If it were him, he would not be able to win even if he was alone, let alone the fusion level.
Just facing it, he felt a little shaken and couldn't help himself.
Chong Yuzhi contained his shock and excitement, and looked at the angry and frightened Blood Evil Sect Master and others with a squint.
"Now... what other means do you have?"
The Blood Evil Sect Master and others looked at each other.
Even the fusion root of sin was killed.
Unless they disregarded their face and launched a full-scale attack directly.
But in that case, they and the Demon Sword Sect would be completely at war.
This is not the result they want to see.
Although these sects do not want the Demon Sword Sect to grow, they definitely do not want to be used as a gun.
At worst, the Demon Sword Sect would shrink its territory, and it would not offend the public.
The ones who really wanted to fight the Demon Sword Sect to death were the Three Sects of Heavenly Dao.
Wujie Beihang, Dan Qingsheng, Yan Xuzi and others.
So the Blood Evil Sword Sect Master and others sat back and became silent.
No more arrogance and domineering as before.
Strength is always the best proof.
Tang Jue walked up to the sword altar step by step.
He inserted the Demon Flow Sword in his hand on the altar, and then activated the Demon Flow Sword Intent.
Buzz!
The Demon Flow Sword trembled, and then the light column broke through the air, tearing the void and heading to an unknown place.
On the other side of the distant starry sky, a sword beam came at the speed of tearing space.
Boom!
The sword beam ignored the seal of the boundary barrier, broke through forcefully, and landed on the top of the Demon Flow Sword Sect.
The next moment!
Ding Ding Dang Dang!
A burst of sword sounds rang out.
"Hey, why is my sword shaking!"
"My sword is also, it's afraid, it's excited!"
"What the hell is going on!"
Not only the swords of ordinary disciples, but also the swords of Feiyu Jianfei, Cao Jian, and even Chong Yuzhi are the same.
Suddenly!
All the swords soared into the air and flew into the void.
From a distance, it was as if countless meteors streaked across the sky, dazzling.
Countless swords collided in the void, and finally turned into a long silver-white rainbow, connecting heaven and earth.
"Master the sword will to subdue the evil power, hold the white rainbow in hand to eliminate the demon atmosphere, Ming Yuefeng reappears in the world, only my sword god sighs unparalleled!"
In the clear rhyme of poetry, three people in white clothes with swords on their backs came.
The leader had white hair and beard, and he was fairy-like. Behind him was an ancient sword, exuding shocking power.
Behind the old man stood two young people, a man and a woman.
The man was extremely handsome, with a look of deep pride in his eyes.
Behind him was a green long sword.
The woman had a slim waist and legs, white skin, and picturesque eyebrows. Behind her was a purple long sword.Sword.
Two words were engraved on the white robes of the three people.
Sword God!
God of Swords!
In the universe, only one place dares to say so.
That is...
"Ancient Sword God Mansion..."
The Blood Evil Sect Master stood up with a cry, his face full of horror.
The Wind Demon Sect Master was the same.
He pointed at Tang Jue and said in a trembling voice: "So the so-called sword sacrifice ceremony is to summon the people of the Ancient Sword God Mansion. Do they want to... return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion?"
It is no secret that the Demon Sword Ancestor was born in the Ancient Sword God Mansion.
The Demon Sword Sect Masters of all generations have also taken it as their responsibility to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion.
Just want to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion.
The difficulty can be described as ascending to the sky.
At least you have to reach the strength level of the previous Demon Sword Ancestor to do it.
But how powerful is the Demon Sword Ancestor?
In addition, the prison is in a bad condition and lacks resources, so it is impossible to support cultivation, so hope is getting smaller and smaller.
However, today!
Tang Jue summoned the Ancient Sword God Mansion.
All the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect were full of enthusiasm and excitement.
The wish of the ancestor will finally come true today.
The three people from the Ancient Sword God Mansion stepped on the swords and landed on the top of the Demon Sword Sect.
The leading old man looked around proudly.
"I am Jian Feidao, the elder of the Ancient Sword God Mansion, and I am with my disciples Qinglang and Ziqiong. I sense that someone here has started the sword release ceremony!"
Chong Yuzhi hurriedly flew to Tang Jue and bowed.
"The current leader of the Demon Sword Sect, Chong Yuzhi, greets the three adults, boldly started the sword release ceremony, and requested to return to the ancient sword God Mansion sword son sequence!"
"Sword son sequence, relying on you, joke!" Qinglang said.
As soon as he spoke, it was a mockery.
The atmosphere on the scene stagnated instantly and became a little awkward.
"What qualifications do those who were expelled from the Ancient Sword God Mansion have to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion?"
"What do you think the Ancient Sword God Mansion is? A garbage dump?"
Dead silence!
Silence!
All the disciples of the Demon Sword Sect glared at Qinglang.
If it weren't for the restrictions of the sect rules, they would have already started to spray him.
As for the Blood Evil Sect Master and others, they exchanged glances with strange eyes.
It seems!
The road for the Demon Sword Sect to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion is not going smoothly!
Seeing that Qinglang was still chattering and mocking.
Elder Jian Feidao frowned slightly.
"Enough, Qinglang! Although they are weak, it is a long-term wish after all, forget it!"
Qinglang snorted coldly and turned his head away.
Jian Feidao said calmly: "Since you are here, I will make it clear. If you want to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion, don't count on it! I won't say it again!"
Chong Yuzhi's face turned pale instantly.
You should know that what has been supporting them all along is the desire to return to the Ancient Sword God Mansion.
Now his hope has been cut off by his own mouth.
That kind of despair almost destroyed his Tao heart.
At this moment, a calm voice sounded.
"Only trash will say others are trash!"
"Remember one thing! My son goes to the Ancient Sword God Mansion, not to return, but... to control!"
"The moment he steps into the Ancient Sword God Mansion, it will be the most glorious moment of the entire Sword God Mansion!"
