Invincible Starts From God-level Plunder

One after another, the melting formation posts landed on the same place in the big formation outside the Chunyang Sword Palace, and golden energy ripples continued to escape outwards.

Gu Qingming and Jiang Yunxin stared at the big formation in front of them without blinking, clenched their fists, and the nervousness on their faces was surprisingly the same.

"Boy, work harder!"

Gu Qingming frowned tightly.

Beside him, Gu Tianyi manipulated the blood-colored sky pattern with both hands, continuously condensing into a fusion formation. With Gu Tianyi's control over Tongtian Formation, this has reached its limit.

"He Fangxiao is so daring, he dared to break into my Pure Yang Sect's good fortune at night, and he was captured before he was tied up!"

Suddenly, a violent shout sounded not far away, and it was very clear in the quiet night.

This voice is quite familiar, it is the head of Chunyang Sect - Chunyang Daoist.

Behind him, there are three figures, each of whom is a strong man in the realm of King Wu.

These three people are naturally the three ancestors of the Chunyang Sect.

The high-level combat power of the Pure Yang Sect has arrived at once!

"Obviously you are very careful, but why is it still discovered?"

Jiang Yunxin said nervously with a pale face.

Facing the strong King Wu, she has an innate fear. This is the awe of the weak as a weak person.

This feeling will gradually disappear with the improvement of cultivation.

"Girl, you just hide next to Tianyi boy, these four old guys, just leave it to the old man."

Gu Qingming's aura shook, and Han Tianjian's martial soul was unsheathed.

"Sword Immortal..."

Gu Tianyi suddenly shouted.

"Boy, don't worry, the old man can handle this small situation. If you want to help me, quickly weaken this big formation to the point where it can be smashed."

Gu Qingming waved his hand, very open-minded.

"I'm not preventing you from fighting the enemy, but I hope you can hold on for a while longer. After all, it will be up to you to condense the power of extreme cold to break through the spirit formation."

"So, use this sword!"

Gu Tianyi casually threw out a deep blue sword, the blade was simple and unsophisticated, exuding a bone-chilling chill.

It is the Qing Ming Sword.

Although Gu Tianyi is the Qingming sword master, the sword spirit has its own consciousness. If the sword master allows, she can cooperate with other people to fight. It's just that if you can't communicate with each other, it's not as powerful as when you cooperate with the sword master.

However, Gu Qingming, as the previous Qingming Sword Master, even if he can't communicate with Qingmingjian now, he can still display impressive combat power.

Gu Qingming held the Qingming Sword in his hand, and after a moment of stunned, he smiled.

"Boy, thanks!"

When the Qingming sword swung across, Gu Qingming's aura became like a tiger with wings added.

Leaping forward, he pointed his sword at the four Martial Kings who came from the sky not far away, and shouted coquettishly: "Four, I have no enmity with you, today, I just want to borrow Chunyang Once the Sword Palace is used. Please let everyone do it for your convenience, and I will definitely thank you in the future!"

When the four of them heard the voice, they couldn't help being stunned.

"This voice is... Gu Qingrui?"

"In the middle of the night, why did she forcefully break into the Chunyang Sword Palace? At this hour, the Chunyang Sword Palace has not yet opened."

"Hmph, no matter what the reason is, the Pure Yang Sword Palace is the top priority of my Chunyang Sect. It is absolutely uneasy to trespass at this moment, brother, you don't need to say too much, capture him first, and then do it!"

The three ancestors have already made a decision.

Standing with a fiery red flying sword on his feet, Chunyang Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back and walked through the air, quite like a master.

At this moment, he looked down with a serious face, and said softly: "Gu Qingrui, I am a disciple of my Chunyang Sect with outstanding talents. I don't care about the damage to the Chunyang Sword Palace a few days ago. .Today, you want to attack Chunyang Sword Palace again, which is tolerable or unbearable!"

"I'm giving you a chance, leave now, I can treat it as if this never happened. But if you are stubborn, don't blame us for being merciless!"

This decision of Chunyang Zhenren seems to have made a concession.

"Haha, I would like to thank everyone for your forgiveness. However, entering the Chunyang Sword Palace today is something I am determined to achieve. If there is any offense, I can only ask for your forgiveness in the future."

Gu Qingming laughed.

"What a stubborn and incompetent evil, brother, it's useless to talk, let's do it!"

While the ancestor of Jianwu was speaking, he had already taken out a sword as thin as a cicada's wing from the Qiankun bag.

Before the voice fell, he had already shot.

The way of swordsmanship he practiced is fast sword.

Regardless of strength, the Patriarch Jianwu can be regarded as the number one swordsman in the domain in terms of comprehension of kendo alone. The moment he made a move, the shadow of the heavy sword swung away, so fast that the naked eye could not catch it.

With this level of sword intent, even a master of swordsmanship like Gu Qingming couldn't help but secretly nodded in agreement.

It's just that, if you agree with it, in front of Gu Qingming, the sword master's kendo accomplishments are tantamount to fighting with an axe.

"The way of the sword is upright and is known for its sharpness. Your sword intent only seeks the speed of the sword, but you ignore the most basic thing of the way of the sword. It is the sword that takes the edge. Even if you have a small success, it is just opportunistic and crooked swordsmanship."

Gu Qingming swung the Qingming sword in his hand, and swung away the soft sword that was attacking him.

"It's nonsense, you mere junior, although you have some talents in cultivation, but the way of swordsmanship requires year-round immersion, what do you know? How dare you point fingers at this seat's way of swordsmanship, it's just a trick!"

The ancestor of Jianwu said furiously.

What he is most proud of in his life is his swordsmanship.

Now, Gu Qingming said that the sword is going slanted, and the evil way is crooked, how can he not be angry.

In a rage, the sword became more swift and fierce, and showed a bit more killing intent.

In the eyes of laymen, the sword moves performed by the ancestor of Jianwu are more fierce and swift. But in the eyes of an expert like Gu Qingming, it was full of flaws.

"Since you don't believe me, then I will strike my own sword and break your sword move!"

Gu Qingming laughed.

"Hmph, if you can break my sword move with one sword, I will be your apprentice from now on!"

The ancestor of Jianwu said angrily.

"Hehe, watch it!"

Gu Qingming chuckled lightly, and the Qingming sword was unsheathed.

Compared with the fast sword of the ancestor of Jianwu, her sword is extremely slow, and it is just a simple sword without fancy.

But the next moment, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Under Gu Qingming's sword, he broke through the seemingly unstoppable sword intent of the ancestor Jianwu. In the hands of the ancestor Jianwu, the fast sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, flew out of his hand as if out of control.

The Qingming sword drove straight in, and the tip of the sword stopped less than an inch in front of the ancestor of Jianwu's neck. As long as Gu Qingming is willing, with a wave of his hand, the ancestor of Jianwu can be decapitated.

Obviously, the ancestor of Jianwu lost, and he lost badly.

"Haha, there are a lot of people who want to be my apprentice these days, you... are not qualified enough."

Gu Qingming chuckled, turned his wrist, and slapped Patriarch Jianwu's face with the sword face of Qingming Sword.

Snapped!

There was a crisp sound.

Jianwu Patriarch lightened his body and flew out in one direction, crashing into the formation guarding the Chunyang Sword Palace.

A bright red sword mark appeared on half of his face.

"Several of you, let's go together."

Gu Qingming hooked his hands, stroking the long sword, and said with a light smile.