Destroying the Immortals

Chapter 14 Sword Cry!

The sword energy around Qin Yu's body became sharper and sharper. His body swept away, forming a flowing shadow, which was as fast as the extreme, and his fingers moved forward a little.

"call out--"

"call out--"

In the void, in an instant, ear-piercing explosions burst out!

With one finger, Qin Yu turned into a berserk rain of swords, destroying everything.

The violent thunder kills the sword, turns into endless sword rain, and destroys everything.

At the same time, Lin Zixuan's body was also advancing forward, his eyes were filled with terrifying murderous aura, his hands were like knives, the golden aura of the knives was indestructible, and he kept slashing down.

There was a loud bang, sword qi with terrifying penetrating power, and dazzling golden knife lights collided crazily, annihilating the void.

boom! !

Following the last few explosions, the two men trembled fiercely, retreated crazily, and spat out blood.

A bloodstain appeared in front of Qin Yu's body, and a blood hole appeared on Lin Zixuan's shoulder, staining his clothes red and showing a fierce look in his eyes.

"You forced me." Lin Zixuan roared, "I have never used this saber technique since I have successfully cultivated it. Today I will take the sacrificial sword from you first."

After finishing speaking, the infinite spiritual power in his hand gradually condensed into a golden knife, and as the light flowed, the intent of killing rushed towards his face.

A knife shadow pierced the void, accompanied by a terrible explosion.

With Qin Yu's Starlight Flowing Shadow, he pointed out his sword finger again and again, and hit the golden knife!

The second knife came one after another!

The power of this knife is even more terrifying!
"My sword technique has nine swords in total, one sword is better than one sword, it depends on how you block it." Lin Zixuan laughed wildly.

"Boom." Qin Yu slapped the golden saber lightly, "Too weak."

The third knife!The fourth knife!

Everyone looked at all this in horror, and the shadows of swords fell like thunder, unstoppable.

However, Qin Yu still shattered these attacks one by one with his strong body skills and tyrannical strength.

"Two scary people."

Everyone's hearts trembled violently.

With Lin Zixuan's fighting strength, he could easily kill an ordinary Dzogchen in the True Spirit Realm with one blow.

But Qin Yu was even more frightening. With his cultivation in the middle stage of the True Spirit Realm, he was not at a disadvantage in shaking the forest of the Great Perfection of the True Spirit Realm.

Lin Zixuan had a ferocious face, he took a step forward, and the shadow of the knife pierced through the air.

Seventh knife!

As the thunderous force fell, Qin Yu's face became a little more dignified, and the Fen Mie Palm was blasted out, but he was still knocked back a step by the powerful saber energy, and his blood was churning.

"The eighth knife, try to block it again?" Lin Zixuan roared, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he crushed it with a thousand pounds of force.

Qin Yu burned his palm with one hand, and with the other hand, he used the Thunderbolt Killing Sword, turning into a rain of swords to resist, stepping on the streamer of starlight under his feet, with ease.

"Ninth knife? I've been waiting for a long time." Qin Yu's cold voice sounded, "Let's make a move."

"It's over." With a roar, Lin Zixuan poured all his spiritual power into the knife, forming a dazzling golden light, wanting to kill Qin Yu under the knife.

The terrifying knife aura pressed down layer by layer, and the terrible suffocation made Qin Yu's face change suddenly. This knife was terrifying, and he felt a dangerous aura.

"It's time to end." After saying this, Qin Yu put his hand on the sword. Since he came to power, he has never used a real sword. Now is the time.

A crescent-like golden knife light tore through the air, and fell with a bang. The knife energy fell to the ground, and the stone bricks exploded, creating a horrifying scene.

A loud and clear sword chant resounded through the world!

Half of the sword body was exposed, and the light pierced people's eyes!
The long sword trembled violently, as if excited and excited.

"Sword cry!?"

Those disciples looked blank.

And all the senior officials in the academy suddenly clenched their hands, their faces full of shock.

"Human and machine in one!"

Even the well-informed Xiao Yuan had a face full of horror, and his pupils trembled slightly!

Man and sword, sword and man are integrated into one, this is the realm of the unity of man and sword!

And Jianming is the symbol of this kendo realm.

"break--"

A low chirp.

Everyone saw that Qin Yu stepped forward, and the sword in his hand trembled, and it turned into a dazzling sword light, covering everything, including Lin Zixuan's body.

The state of sword heart, poured into the sword, is enough to raise Qin Yu's combat power to another level.

Every sword light contained a terrifying killing intent!
boom--

The golden blade shadow shattered, Lin Zixuan's entire hand was pierced with dozens of blood holes by the terrifying sword energy, it was extremely terrifying.

His scalp was numb, and seeing the sword lights that continued to kill, he felt the threat of death for the first time in his life.

If he was stabbed, he would really die!
"Stop, I admit defeat!"

He roared loudly, as if exhausting all his strength.

However, the radiant sword rain still fell on him, and in an instant, he screamed and flew out.

"hiss--"

Everyone's scalps trembled numbly.

Lin Zixuan was lying on the ground like a dead dog, with sword holes an inch deep all over his body, densely oozing blood, which made people feel chilling.

Of course, they knew that this was the reason for Qin Yu's mercy.

Otherwise, the rain of swords would be able to penetrate even boulders, let alone flesh and blood.

"What did you say just now?"

"I didn't hear clearly."

Qin Yu walked over indifferently, his eyes were as cold as a sword.

As he approached step by step, the soaring sharpness gathered again.

Lin Zixuan got up from the ground in embarrassment, looked at Qin Yu in fear, and stepped back step by step.

"I... I said, I admit defeat." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You heard me this time."

He was scared. Only after experiencing the feeling of dying just now, can he know how ruthless the guy in front of him is.

It was good luck to keep him alive.

"But, so what if I heard it." The corner of Qin Yu's mouth twitched into a sneer, and a deep roar sounded. His hands turned into claws, condensed into a roaring dragon, and directly grabbed Lin Zixuan's throat.

The flood dragon directly entrenched Lin Zixuan's body, wrapping his body layer by layer, as if it was going to crush him into pieces at any moment.

Lin Zixuan's expression was painful, his body seemed to be crushed, and his face was full of distortion.

"Let go." Yue Hua snorted coldly, "He has already surrendered."

"Really? Let's discuss, isn't it normal to be injured?" Qin Yu smiled lightly, Jiaolong's body rolled up, and the sound of bone explosions came out, and Lin Zixuan wailed, excruciatingly painful.

"I tell you to let go." Yue Hua's eyes flickered with killing light, and a strong aura emerged from his body, and he stepped towards Qin Yu, "Don't you want to challenge me, give me a chance, come on."

"I can't ask for it." Qin Yu's voice turned cold, and he spit out the spiritual power in his hand, sending Lin Zixuan flying, like throwing trash, without even looking at it again.

Those school disciples couldn't help sighing secretly when they looked at Lin Zixuan who was half useless.

Lin Zixuan, he was arrogant and arrogant before, but in the end, he was thrown to the ground by Qin Yu like garbage!

"Qin Yu, this battle between you and me will definitely be a hearty battle. Only winners and losers will be decided, regardless of casualties, dare you." Yue Hua's eyes shot up, "Of course, if the situation permits, I will leave you alone." life."

Save his life?

Qin Yu sneered.

He said that he had already lost, and if he spoke with such a haughty attitude, if Yue Hua lost, he would probably be slapping himself.

Qin Yu raised his sword and pointed it at Yue Hua, and waves of frightening sword intent surged out, making the wind howl on the stage, like the roar of ten thousand demons.

"Come to fight—"

A clear low shout broke the silence, and the sword intent was like a tide, setting off gusts of wind.

(End of this chapter)