Chapter 44 Divine Sword and Demon Sword(2/3)
He is like a drowning man struggling with his mission.
Not far in front of Yan Qingfeng, a terrifying beast that looked like an evil ghost suddenly appeared, roaring ferociously and rushing towards him.
He subconsciously performed the Pingsha Luoyan technique he had practiced countless times.
A sword penetrated the throat of the terrifying beast.
Blood splashed out and sprinkled on his body.
Then, he regained consciousness, and his clothes had already been soaked with sweat all over his body.
What's even weirder is that Yan Qingfeng feels sticky all over.
Taking a closer look, he found that he was covered in blood.
But Yan Qingfeng discovered that his cultivation level had actually reached the fifth level of Qi refining.
Looking at the long sword in his hand, which had lost its luster, Yan Qingfeng understood that it must be this sword that caused all this.
But he also knew that this sword was most likely a monster.
After all, he had witnessed the strange scene of the sea of blood and corpses all over the sky with his own eyes.
I thought about it for a long time.
He thought of the ridicule of his senior brothers, of the Sixth Elder who was criticized by his uncles because of him, and of the new rule about the elimination system for the last place.
He silently picked up the sword and jumped into the pool to wash away the blood.
A few months later.
The Qingyun Gate Competition begins.
All Qingyun Sect disciples gathered together.
Including him, the shame of the sect who only learned one style of Ping Sha Luo Yan.
In the first battle, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was senior brother Zhang Feng who usually mocked him the most.
The cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi refining.
Yan Qingfeng's long sword passed through the gap, like an antelope hanging its horns.
Before anyone could react, the tip of the sword had already reached Zhang Feng's throat.
Everyone was stunned.
Yan Qingfeng only used one sword, the most inconspicuous Pingsha Luoyan, to defeat Zhang Feng.
Yan Qingfeng passed all the tests in the next competition.
Wild geese fall on the flat sand.
Wild geese fall on the flat sand.
Wild geese fall on the flat sand.
With just one move, Yan Qingfeng reached the final stage.
In the final, Yan Qingfeng's opponent was the eldest brother of the sect.
Yan Qingfeng, who was much ridiculed in the past, stands with his sword in hand, with a calm attitude and great courage.
The sword light was three points faster, and there was murderous intent in the light.
With another move, the senior brother was defeated by his sword.
Yan Qingfeng became famous in one battle, all ridicule disappeared, and he was greeted with endless praise.
Everyone said that when geese fall on Yan Qingfeng's flat sand, it's not the geese that fall, but the blue luan in the sky.
Yan Qingfeng did not indulge in the praise.
He knew that the sword in his hand was the source of everything, and the praise from others was just water without a source.
Can't drink.
Yan Qingfeng named the sword he picked up by the pool the Demon Sword.
Because this sword is so demonic, every once in a while, it will pull him into that sea of blood hell and onto that bridge.
If he could defeat the terrifying blood sea evil beast that appeared in the bridge and break free from the blood sea hell, his cultivation would be greatly improved.
At the same time, the evil beasts appearing in the Blood Sea Hell are becoming more and more terrifying and powerful.
It becomes increasingly difficult for him to defeat these evil beasts.
With the ability of the magic sword, Yan Qingfeng made rapid progress in cultivation and became the chief of the Qingyun Sect in one fell swoop, and represented the Qingyun Sect to participate in the positioning battle of the thirty-six major sects held once in a century.
In the battle for positioning, Yan Qingfeng showed his sharpness with all his might.
He made it all the way to the finals, but his opponent was the chief of Langya Sword Pavilion who was a whole level higher than him in cultivation.
He was finally defeated by the chief swordsman of Langya Sword Pavilion
Fully conscious.
Lu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around. There was a sea of people, and everyone looked at him with a hint of awe.
In front of him is Jiang Xue, the chief disciple of Langya Sword Pavilion in fluttering clothes.
Her complexion is like snow, and she is so beautiful that she looks like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
It's unimaginable that there are such beautiful people in the world.
A moment later, there was thunderous applause and a roaring tsunami.
Lu Qingshan understood clearly.
He became Yan Qingfeng, who had just been defeated and ranked second.
The Sixth Elder in the audience looked at him with a smile on his face.
The second seat was an unimaginable improvement for the Qingyun Sect, and he couldn't be more satisfied.
Because of the ranking of the thirty-six major sects, Qingyun Sect is ranked at the bottom.
The rankings of other sects often fluctuate, but Langya Sword Pavilion has firmly occupied the position of the number one sect in the world for thousands of years and is the most powerful sect without a doubt.
Losing to Langya Sword Pavilion is normal.
"Quiet." The master of Langya Sword Pavilion suddenly said loudly.
The crowd suddenly became quiet and looked at the number one person in the world of cultivation to see what he had to say.
Langya Sword Master jumped up and landed on the ring, staring intensely at the magic sword in Lu Qingshan's hand.
"Where did Xiaoyou Yan get this sword?"
Lu Qingshan frowned slightly.
This is the first time I’ve arrived and it’s about to get straight into the big plot.
"I got it from the sect." Lu Qingshan replied.
Langya Sword Master smiled and said, "My little friend may not know that the origin of this sword is not simple."
Langya Sword Master's words immediately made all the monks present look at him sideways.
"This sword is an ancient demonic sword, named Quexie, and it brings life to the world with one sword.
There is a hell of blood sea hidden in the evil. Once the sword owner holds this sword, he will be pulled into the demon world of the sword and face the threat of evil things in the sea of blood.
If he can successfully kill the evil creatures in the Blood Sea Hell, the sword master will be able to make great progress.
But the strength of the blood sea evil thing will only get stronger and stronger, there is no end.
Once the sword master is defeated by the evil beast of the Blood Sea, he will completely sink, be controlled by the sword, and become a terrifying demon who only knows killing.
Therefore, whoever wields this sword is a demon cultivator.
Three thousand years ago, Quexie's previous sword master fell into ruin because of this, causing harm to the world.
We, Langya Sword Pavilion, worked hard to suppress him, but we accidentally let this magic sword escape."
"So," the master of Langya Sword said gently: "In order to prevent my little friend from sinking in the end, I hope that my little friend can hand over this sword, and we, the Langya Sword Pavilion, will keep it at the foot of Langya Mountain forever.
Of course, this is my little friend’s sword, so letting you part with it like this would make me, Langya Sword Sect, too overbearing. As compensation, I can make the decision and compensate my sect’s Immortal Killing Divine Sword to my little friend Yan. What do you think?”
"Sect Master?!" Jiang Xue said in surprise.
The monks in the audience also exclaimed.
Langya Sword Master waved his hand, "Young friend Yan has a great talent in swordsmanship and is worthy of the Immortal Killing Sword. Needless to say."
The Immortal-killing Divine Sword is the second divine sword in Langya Sword Pavilion besides Langya Sword.
It can also be called the second divine sword in the world.
If you agree, you will exchange Quexie for the second divine sword in the world, and you will not lose anything.
If you don't change it, you will face the risk of being devoured by the evil master, and you will also have to bear the name of a demon cultivator.
No matter how you look at this business, there is nothing to hesitate about.
To be continued...