Chapter 1433 The Conference of Ten Thousand Immortals (IV)

After the "drunk" old man entered Wuji Space, he took off the wine gourd on his waist, drank most of the wine in one breath, and then smiled and clasped his fists to the young man with a bit of alcohol: "Immortal friend, please!"

"Please!" The young man was quite calm and bowed his hand calmly, then he stretched out his fingers to sweep into the air. A fairy light like flowing water overflowed from his fingers, forming a sword as clear as a spring.

The young man held a sword and bowed: "The best good is like water. This sword is called Shanshui. It is an innate immortal treasure. Please give me advice from my fairy friends!"

Before the boy's competition, he revealed his origin of the immortal treasure, as if he was showing off his treasure, but he seemed unwilling to win easily by relying on the strength of the treasure and make his opponent prepare.

"It turns out that he is a member of the Tianxian Sect, who actually holds the innate immortal treasure!" Duanmu Zi Yu praised. Generally speaking, only elders with the cultivation level of the Golden Immortal are qualified to have an innate immortal treasure, and many Taiyi Jinxians in the early stage of the Golden Immortal are even using the acquired immortal treasure. Moreover, ordinary true immortal cultivators, even if they practice to the Taixian realm, do not have enough magical power to control an innate immortal treasure.

For a true immortal, sacrificing an innate immortal treasure not only shows that his status is extremely high, but his strength must also be extraordinary!

The eyes of the immortals were almost focused on the innate immortal sword in the young man's hand, but I heard the drunk old man laughing and shook his head half-inciduously: "The best good is like water? No, no, the best good is like wine, I will sacrifice the good wine sword."

After saying that, he gently shook the wine gourd, and a little fairy brew turned into a thin line of water column and flowed out. The fairy wine evolved in the air for a while, and it actually formed a transparent fairy sword as water. In addition to emitting a strong smell of wine, the shape was almost exactly the same as the Good Water Sword!

This scene is quite funny. A sparse chuckling came from the immortals who watched the scene. The young man remained silent, but his eyes were slightly annoyed.

The boy stopped talking nonsense. He held the Shanshui Sword in his hand and waved it gently, and a thin sword light suddenly slashed out in the air.

This sword light was insignificant at first, but after touching the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy, it suddenly turned these Hongmeng purple qi into majestic sword energy. The sword light was like a huge wave, getting higher and higher, growing stronger, and finally swept through half the sky.

Not only that, there is a layer of purple light flashing on the surface of the huge wave. After careful look, the purple light has four layers of halos, which is the fourth layer of purple aura glimmer!

"It is worthy of being the Eighteen Immortals of Kunlun! With such power as a sword, I will never be able to defeat me!" Duanmuzi Yu sighed. His sword technique is also known for being majestic and powerful, and it is extremely powerful with one sword. However, after seeing the young man slashing out a sword, he knew that he was definitely not the young man's opponent!

Most of the immortals who watched the battle were like Duanmu Ziyu. When they saw the momentum of this sword, they were already impressed and thought that this trip was not worth it!

The drunk old man gently tapped the "Sword of Good Wine", and the latter immediately turned into a stream of water and poured into the other party's huge wave-like sword energy. This stream of water was not swallowed by the huge wave, but gradually compressed the essence of the sword energy in the huge wave into a wisp of heaven and earth energy, and merged into the wine! The drunk old man took the opportunity to sniff the wine into his stomach!

"Good wine, good wine!" The drunk old man laughed a few times, as if he was drunk a lot again. At the same time, the huge wave of sword energy stopped only a few feet away from the old man's body and dispersed!

Except for Li Muran and a few immortals, few of them could have expected that the drunk old man could actually block this sword, and the immortals immediately exclaimed.

"Is it you?" The body of the Xuantian Ancestor floating at the highest point suddenly spoke. He looked at the drunk old man in the Wuji space, snorted coldly, and scolded: "You old monkey, you don't see your head but your tail, but you actually came to this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference! And you also sent your clone to participate in the competition. Are you trying to bully your disciple?"

The immortals were shocked when they heard this. Could it be that this drunk old man was actually the clone of a certain immortal god? Although the immortal god sent his clone to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortal Conference, it was not an exception, but seeing the clone of the immortals appear on the first day of the competition, which was a feast for the eyes!

Li Muran, Ice Fairy and others were also secretly shocked. They had long expected that the old drunkard was not an ordinary true immortal, but they only guessed that it was the clone of the Golden Immortal, but they did not expect that it was the clone of the celestial immortal!

The drunk old man lazily glanced at the outer incarnation of the ancestor Xuantian and said lightly: "It turns out that this kid is your disciple. Humph, you are a little more capable than choosing a disciple!"

The ancestor Xuantian snorted slightly, and he said to the young man: "Jingwu, please play with this senior who is drunk. If you lose, don't claim to be your subordinate!"

The boy's face changed slightly, and he replied respectfully: "Yes!"

When the immortals heard this conversation, they were shocked and silent. Now it was a competition between the Tianxian Sect’s clone and another Tianxian clone, and the Tianxian Sect’s clone would never dare to give in easily!

This kind of competition is extremely exciting even in the final quarterfinals. I didn’t expect it to appear in the first round!

All the immortals were a little excited, and they watched the battle with breath and concentration, and they didn't dare to talk.

The young man lifted up the fairy sword in his hand and suddenly shouted loudly. The sword came out at will, moving with the sword. Each person and one sword, carrying the sword energy like a huge wave, came to the drunk old man!

This momentum is ten times more fierce than the previous sword! Duanmu Ziyu was excited when he saw this scene.

"It turns out that the gap between this immortal and him is so big!" Duanmu Ziyu murmured to himself. He is also the top-notch among the true immortals of the Xuri Immortal Realm. Not only was he born in a big family, he was extremely talented, had excellent understanding, and was also the most diligent in practicing. It is indeed the hope of the Duanmu family's future, and it also won a lot of reputation for the Duanmu family. But compared with this young Jingwu, he was very far apart at once and could not be compared!

"This is just one of the eighteen immortals of Kunlun. Are the other seventeen immortals so powerful?" Duanmu Ziyu's thought flashed through his mind. Only then did he fully understand the truth that there is heaven beyond heaven and there is someone beyond man.

"Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Li is smart and does not reveal the fourth layer of purple aura light during the matchup. Otherwise, maybe I would encounter a strong enemy in the first competition, which would be a big problem!" Shan Feng said softly with a tone of surprise and gratitude.

All the immortals discovered that this young man Jingwu not only had a majestic sword energy, but also each sword energy was accompanied by the fourth layer of purple aura glimmer, which greatly improved the power of his sword moves!

The drunk old man just threw the wine gourd in his hand and poured out a wisp of fairy wine from it. The fairy wine turned into a piece of wine mist, and the wine mist turned into a huge vortex.

This vortex faced the countless huge waves of sword energy that the boy slashed, and actually absorbed and swallowed all of these sword energy!

Then, the vortex condensed into a wisp of fairy wine and was drank by the old man in one gulp.

The drunk old man squirted a few times, as if he was savoring the fairy wine. Then he shook his head, looking regretful.

"What a pity! The water attribute law is endless and endless, but your sword energy is too strong. It is said that it has more power and less power, and it is indecisive! Alas, it's a pity that a good seedling has been ruined by others!"
Chapter completed!