Family cultivation: I am the reincarnation of an ancestor

Chapter 238 Natural Disaster, Humanity

Seeing the young-looking sword cultivator in front of him, Master Dongting felt inexplicably irritated.

He sent a message to Ruan Sihuan: "Sihuan, this son is Jingtian's disciple. You must not take it lightly. Try to find out the opponent's true and false situation as much as possible. It is best to win. If you fail, I will not blame you."

Ruan Sihuan is a direct disciple of Dongting Zhenren. The former learned the natural disaster swordsmanship from him.

Because of Jingtian's reputation, Master Dongting did not think highly of his disciples.

But he had this intention, but Ruan Sihuan did not.

In the eyes of this stunning swordsman genius, Yan Qingxuan, who suddenly appeared, could not be his opponent.

Ruan Sihuan was proud, especially after he entered Cui Wei Jiange.

The resources that the sword pavilion can provide to sword cultivators are too rich. Whether it is secret realms, inheritance, or elixirs, they are all carefully prepared for any sword cultivator. It is impossible for other forces to have them, even Lang, who is also one of the eighteen major forces in the Central Plains. Huan Zong.

He is already gifted, and with the help of these training resources, the gap between him and others will only widen again.

And the previous discussions also proved this point. Guan Xu, the disciple of Master Honglu, was not his opponent at all.

Not to mention the disciple of a dead man?
Ruan Sihuan's eyes were filled with pride.

He replied: "Master, don't worry, my disciple will definitely take down the opponent."

At the same time, other sword cultivators around them also cast their eyes on the field, discussing the upcoming battle.

Especially the name Yan Qingxuan was passed down from mouth to mouth.

Even some disciples of Daojian Peak are unfamiliar with it.

But such an unknown person dared to challenge Ruan Sihuan.

Everyone was curious as to what Yan Qingxuan was capable of.

Among the crowd, there was also someone who was paying close attention to this matter.

That is Li Yi of Wuji Sword Sect.

At this moment, Li Yi's eyes were full of energy, staring at Yan Qingxuan's figure.

"Are you going to take action? I have never felt such a restlessness in the Linglong sword body. Yan Qingxuan, what are you hiding? What is your strength?"

Li Yi's status in the Wuji Sword Sect was extraordinary, and ordinary monks could not get into his eyes at all, not even Ruan Sihuan.

But Yan Qingxuan was the first person who aroused his strong interest.

There was another person in the field who also attached great importance to the fight between Yan Qingxuan and Ruan Sihuan, and that was Guan Xu, who had been defeated previously.

He looked at his junior brother with a dull look in his eyes, without moving away at all.

His eyes returned to the real owner.

Yan Qingxuan still had a plain face. After he saw Ruan Sihuan walking out, he asked: "Fellow Daoist Ruan has been exhausted before. Do you need to take a rest and adjust your breath and mana?"

"Need not."

Ruan Sihuan was not very old when he broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, so he looked very young in his thirties, maybe in his early twenties.

He has neat facial features, a face as sharp as a knife, and a head of green hair hanging behind his waist. He is wearing a gray-white Taoist robe that symbolizes Cui Wei Jiange.

Yan Qingxuan nodded, whispered caution, summoned the Three Lotus Green Underworld Sword into his hand, and held it tightly.

The Qianling Wind and Rain Sword in Ruan Sihuan's hand has never been put away from the beginning to the end.

The two of them had a clear understanding of each other, and without any prompting from outsiders, they launched an offensive at the same time.

Yan Qingxuan stepped on lotus steps, raised his arm and swung his sword, and the white sword light shot out.

This is the Ice Soul Sword.

The ability to freeze people's souls was a sword move he had learned a long time ago, and he was now even more comfortable with it.

"Tips for carving insects."

Feeling the opponent's sword power, the disdain in Ruan Sihuan's eyes grew stronger.

"Boom boom boom."

Just listen to the roar in his hand holding the sword.

The space is vibrating and exploding.

The sword style changed from chopping to stabbing, and the sword body emitted a dazzling red light. The sound was astonishing, as if a volcano was erupting and the heaven and earth were shaking.

As soon as the sword light arrived, Yan Qingxuan's Ice Soul Sword was destroyed and turned into dots of silver snow.

At the same time, Ruan Sihuan's sword power remained unabated and continued to move towards his opponent.

Under such circumstances, Yan Qingxuan remained unhurried, changing his steps and making frequent moves with his sword.He knew that the Ice Soul Sword would not be effective, that sword was just a move, and that the Ice Soul Sword would lead to the subsequent Sword of Four Seasons.

Visible to the naked eye, the space around Yan Qingxuan changes, the light and shadow are blurred, the wind changes, and the water vapor condenses and disperses.

And these are all caused by the power of his sword.

Just this move made the sword cultivators present moved.

Of course, this does not include Dongting Zhenren.

He looked at both sides of the competition and frowned slightly: "The Sword Intent of the Four Seasons can also be transformed into the Sword Intent of the Stars, but this guy said that it was not inherited from Sedum, but a sword of humanity. What is going on? "

Master Dongting was quite puzzled. Although the Four Seasons Sword was very strong, it was not enough for a genius swordsman of Ruan Sihuan's level.

Moreover, the Four Seasons Sword is being restrained by the Natural Disaster Sword.

Natural disasters are the ultimate climate, the extreme manifestation of the changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the ultimate expression of elemental attributes.

Facing the changing situation of the Four Seasons Sword, Ruan Sihuan used the Flood Sword Intention he had learned to deal with it.

His momentum suddenly changed from violent to violent, and his sword intent surged like a flood, trying to destroy everything.

A volcano erupted and a flood raged.

Ruan Sihuan's kendo prowess is evident.

"Quickly use all your strength!" Ruan Sihuan said impatiently.

"Fellow Daoist Ruan, be careful." Yan Qingxuan responded.

Everything before was just a trial.

Now that the general situation was clear, it was time for him to go all out.

The so-called world of swordsmanship does not really exist and can be seen by others.

It is an abstract artistic conception that will not be fully displayed, but will be embodied in the form of certain images.

For example, Ruan Sihuan's Flood Sword can't really summon floods and tsunamis, and he is not a water monk. Maybe Lang Huanzong can still do it.

The Flood Sword only brings the momentum of the flood to oppress others.

The world of kendo, specifically, is a manifestation of "momentum".

"This is!"

Master Dongting's expression suddenly changed, full of shock.

He saw the change in Yan Qingxuan's momentum.

This change does not raise the momentum, but lowers it.

In the eyes of Master Dongting, the sword cultivator seemed like an ordinary mortal.

It is difficult for a mortal to have immortal energy, but it is even harder for a cultivator to have mortal energy!

Yan Qingxuan's sword seemed to have generated spiritual energy and had its own consciousness, flying up and down.

In a daze, Master Dongting saw a cold and sharp figure on the other side.

This figure is performing this sword move.

Yan Qingxuan's sword didn't make any terrifying movements, but seemed understated and unnoticeable.

But when everyone reacted, their sword light had already broken through floods and volcanoes, and reached Ruan Sihuan in front of him.

The latter instantly felt a surge of souls and chills running down his spine. It was a murderous intention and an embarrassing perseverance that penetrated his heart.

For a moment, Ruan Sihuan, who regarded himself as a swordsman genius, chose to retreat.

He used the unique skill of Jiange Steps.

Thinking of avoiding the edge temporarily.

But its energy mechanism has been locked, and it is impossible to escape.

After all, Ruan Sihuan was sophisticated and experienced, so he couldn't do anything about it and decided to resist.

His right hand shook, and the sword force changed again.

In an instant, the wind was surging.

His ultimate move, the Hurricane Sword, also known as the Typhoon Sword, roars out.

It was this sword that defeated Guan Xu.

(End of this chapter)