Chapter 3559: Divine sword approaching the imperial soldiers

In an instant, although the young man and his uncle and uncle lowered their voices, they were still heard!
"Where is the rat generation! Dare to insult my teaching son behind your back!"
boom!
Several strong men in green robes let go of terror and coercion, and even the few big disciples who had previously oppressed a group of casual cultivators could not resist.
"Brothers from Qingcheng Mountain, it has nothing to do with us. It is these boys who do not know whether they live or die, and are arrogantly criticizing Yan Shengzi!"
They quickly put aside, joking, Qingcheng Mountain is a famously powerful school among the great sects. Although their respective teachers are not weak, they are like this in the eyes of others.
It's okay to bully and loose cultivator, but facing the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, even if they are just ordinary Qingcheng Mountain disciples, the cultivation base is between them, but they dare not speak loudly.
"court death!"
One of the Qingcheng Mountain disciples heard this, an angry expression flashed on his face!
But the other person held him temporarily, "Hold on, wait until the Son of God kills the madman!"
The man nodded when he heard it.
At this time, the surrounding area seems to be a restricted area!
Some of the saints and sons of the Great Church have stepped aside and watched the battle with great interest.
"You said, Yan Yixiao can beat this person with a few tricks?"
Someone chuckled and said.
"Haha, defeat? I can't use three tricks, this person must die under Qingcheng Sword Art!"
A saint smiled, Yan Yixiao, even among their group of saint sons and saints, is considered a leader. If even this little thing can't be solved, isn't it a faceless face?
The others had no objection after hearing this, and they knew all about Yan Yixiao's strength.
The cyan sword light fell from the sky, turning into a hundred zhang sword light, it is inevitable to avoid it!
Beneath the sword light, there seemed to be a majestic mountain that was so crushing that people couldn't move at all.
"Qingcheng Sword Art! One sword is enough to kill a holy emperor! No matter who this person is, it is impossible to take this sword easily."
Someone whispered analysis.
But then they were all stunned!
However, he saw that the blue sword light actually volleyed into the sky and was frozen in place by an invisible force.
"what?!"
Yan Yixiao's expression changed even more!
But a cold light flashed across his eyes!
Brush!
Two cyan sword lights split again!
"This Yan Yi smiled, he was able to cut three swords!"
There is a great teacher who is shocked!
After all, the Qingcheng Sword Art has been cultivated to the highest Qingcheng Seven Swords for millions of years, and even the fifth sword is enough to be ranked as a saint!
Yan Yixiao is only three hundred years old now, and with his talent, he will be a saintly powerful person in the future!
Many people are shocked! This is the reason why Qingcheng Mountain is so enduring!
Over the past three million years, there have been generations of powerful sages in Qingcheng Mountain. At its most glorious time, it is rumored that five sages appeared in one generation! Even some of the emperor's Taoist traditions have been eclipsed.
"You can stop a sword! But you don't know how many swords you can stop me!"
Three swords of Qingcheng criss-cross!
Even some supreme holy emperors are far away, under this kind of power, they will die forever if they encounter it!
Those few Dapa disciples who looked down on casual cultivators even showed their obsession and yearning, "This is the real powerhouse! Dajiao Shengzi is indeed an invincible genius who is expected to become a sage in the future!"
The casual cultivator at the side refused to accept it, but after all he did not say anything.
However, the two young people around him, although admired by the terrifying power of the Great Teacher Saint Son, were not as obsessed as the others.
Especially the elegant scholar, with a hint of thought in his eyes, he looked towards the mysterious sword light that tore the ban on the immortal soil and appeared powerfully.
"Why is this person so familiar with sword intent?"
Without waiting for him to think about it.
In the void, three blue sword auras were gently stretched out by one hand, and easily slapped to pieces.
puff!
Yan Yixiao spouted a mouthful of blood, his face full of incredible!
The saints and sons of the Great Sect who were watching were all dumbfounded, as if seeing what an incredible scene.
"Such a weak sword intent, dare to become a divine sword by itself?"
With the appearance of all the proud palms that easily shattered Yan Yixiao, a figure truly appeared in front of everyone.
Even with a light flick, he saw the fragments of sword energy that he easily smashed into pieces, as if they were being affected by an invisible force, and reunited into a peerless sword that was transformed into substance.
"Since you have cut out three swords, how about taking my sword."
There is no such horrible aura of Yan Yixiao, and no invincible sword intent to cover the sky.
As if throwing a sword casually!
But this sword!
But Yan Yixiao's face became distorted with horror!
He didn't even have any room to think, and instinctively roared!
At the same time, on his body, a blue sword intent rose to the sky!
"Qingfeng Sword! This is one of the three great swords of Qingcheng Mountain!"
When everyone saw that Yan Yixiao had taken out one of Qingcheng Mountain's most treasures, their expressions suddenly moved. Originally, someone saw that he was about to be defeated by an unknown and was worried about the saint son and saint, but also immediately felt relieved.
"Hmph, it seems that Yan Yixiao is forced to be anxious! Even Qingfeng Sword is not hesitate to use!"
"Wounded by an unknown junior, he vomits blood naturally with his arrogance. It seems that he is not going to give him any way to survive!"
There was a holy son talking loudly, and a ray of fortune appeared in his eyes!
Mount Qingcheng is a powerful sect of ancient masters who specializes in kendo. Even in the past three million years, there has been more than one invincible swordsman!
Especially the three magic swords of Mount Qingcheng, each of them has amazing origins!
"This Qingfeng sword was heard from Qingcheng Mountain 1.7 million years ago, and it was made by Daojun Qingfeng, and it also incorporated his invincible sword intent for kendo! Although not an emperor, it is more precious than ordinary sages. Stronger than countless!"
"Yes! Qingcheng Mountain's three divine swords, each of which is close to the level of the emperor soldier. I heard that if the three divine swords are combined in one! It can be comparable to the emperor soldier! It is easy to kill a sage powerful!"
Everyone is the saint son and saint woman of their respective great religions, and naturally they also have powerful treasures.
But in comparison, there are really few people who can produce powerful magical artifacts comparable to Qingcheng Mountain's three divine swords.
"Little beast! This saint child just underestimated the enemy and let you hurt my sacrament! Now, letting you die under my Qingcheng Mountain Qingfeng sword is also a little commendation for you for hurting this saint child!"
Yan Yixiao turned into a powerful sword intent of hundreds of feet! It's like being in the intent of the sword, and the sword is one!
The sword in his hand was originally left by the 1.7 million-year-old ancestor of Qingcheng Mountain, and it instantly blended with the powerful Qingcheng Sword Art that he had cultivated for hundreds of years!
"Die!"
The sword intent rose to the sky, nearly a thousand feet! Even some of the emperors and goddesses in the core area of ​​Xiantu were shocked by them!