This posture is exactly the same as the posture of Pu Sanjun cutting off one of Ye Xiao’s arm yesterday, it was the gesture of the dead sword.

Seeing this, Qiu Shui disciples in the stands sighed silently in their hearts. Li Yunsheng's performance just now was really amazing. A cultivator with a rootless immortal vein could compete with a spiritual man-level ghost ghost in Yan Yu until now, which is enough to make people respect him. Especially when the two of them fought, there was no trace of hesitation and fear on Li Yunsheng's face, but the gap in realm and talent was the rule of the way of heaven. No matter how smart you are, it cannot be made up for it. To put it bluntly, all this is fate.

Mr. Da and the head of the Dai Song Shuwen also frowned.

"Junior sister, how long will it take?"

The head of the country asked anxiously.

"It will take... a quarter of an hour."

Liu Qingqing also said unwillingly, on the sword test, Li Yunsheng and the possessed ghost officer in Yan Yu were fighting wits and courage. Liu Qingqing saw it all. She really liked this little guy who was tough as wild grass. Now that she saw that the ghost officer was going to kill, she had not yet been able to break the ghost coffin. How could she be willing?

"well……"

The eldest gentleman sighed long and looked at Li Yunsheng who was in the sword ping with pity.

Even he didn't think Li Yunsheng still had a chance to survive.

boom!

The originally calm sword-striking floor suddenly gushed, and the dust and gravel on the ground were rolled up, forming a huge spiral shape, and the whole field was whirling around the center of Pu San Geng.

The strong wind blew Li Yunsheng's clothes roared. Li Yunsheng, who had seen the Sword of Rehmann and Rong, knew that each wind could turn into a sword in the next second, piercing his throat and slit his blood vessels.

However, there was no expression of fear that Pu Sangen imagined to be on Li Yunsheng's face.

"You're so scared that you can't even say anything?" Pu Sangeng looked at Li Yunsheng with a weird smile and said, "Don't worry, you'll die very quickly."

I have heard of many people who sentenced him to death like Pu Sangen. Although Li Yunsheng's face was calm, he felt a little annoyed.

"You said your soul is much stronger than me, so how?"

Li Yun, I looked at the storm of wind that was rolling flying sand and rocks.

"What did you say?"

This insane sentence made Pu Sangen stunned.

Li Yunsheng did not answer him, but raised his hand and made an action that was exactly the same as Pu Sangen.

"Do you copy it?"

Pu San laughed loudly, but he couldn't laugh immediately.

A fearsome sense of oppression fell, and the violent wind dancing in the sky suddenly stagnated. A hurricane swept up from behind Li Yunsheng, and a bang collided with the violent wind in front of Pu Sangen.

"He can also use the sword technique?!"

Looking at Li Yunsheng's gesture and looking at the strong wind in the sky that was stalemate with Pu Sangen, everyone was shocked.

"It took him only a few hours to understand the Sword Technique of the Rehmann and Rong?"

The eldest gentleman knew that Li Lan borrowed the Killing Sword Technique in the morning to show it to Li Yunsheng, but he didn't expect that Li Yunsheng could really learn the Killing Sword Technique in such a short time!

"Is this..." Liu Qingqing felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was stirred by the sky above her head, and said in horror: "Heavenly Gives the Soul?!"

In her opinion, only the heavenly soul can trigger such a huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Junior sister, how many times do you have to grasp?"

Mr. Song Shuwen, who was standing beside him, was shocked by Li Yunsheng's actions, and then was shocked by Liu Qingqing's words.

"Nine out of ten!"

Liu Qingqing looked at Li Yunsheng with his eyes lit up.

The biggest difficulty of the Dead Sword Technique is to use the soul as the guide, to motivate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to turn into a strong wind, and hide the sword aura in the wind, so that the opponent cannot defend against it.

"You have no sword in the wind. This is not the Dead Sword Art. You are still not as good as me."

Pu Sangen's face fell down and his expression became extremely cold. Li Yunsheng's soul was so powerful that he miscalculated, but he didn't want to admit that he was weaker than Li Yunsheng.

He was right, but Li Yunsheng only learned a little bit of fur.

"Yes." Li Yunsheng answered honestly: "Although you don't know why you insisted on killing me, there are two things you've made mistakes."

Li Yunsheng took a step forward and continued, "First, you are indeed stronger than me, but it is very difficult for you to kill me with a puppet area in the Spiritual Realm."

Liefeng, who was confronting the two of them, made a burst of air sounds, and Pu Sangen's face became even more gloomy, because it was indeed the same as the guy in front of him said. Now it seems that it is difficult for him to kill the other party with a puppet in the Spiritual Realm.

Li Yunsheng picked up the green fish in his hand and continued:

"Second, you said you understand the Sword of Resurrection and Prosperity better than me, but I don't think so. You only learn the Sword of Resurrection and Prosperity, because it is difficult to learn and powerful, but I read the Sword of Resurrection thousands of years ago, it was a sword technique, which was both withered and prospered. It was easy to die and prospered. Life and death are difficult to live in secret. Life and death are interdependent. Life and death are the real meaning of the Sword of Resurrection and Prosperity. So what if you say I don't have a sword in the wind? I can have a sword in my hand."

Seeing Li Yunsheng blocking Pu Sangen's attack with the "Dry Sword Technique", Sang Xiaoman finally breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Li Yunsheng who was preaching to Pu Sangen in the field, Sang Xiaoman, who was originally anxious, suddenly laughed: "This junior brother doesn't talk much, why do you talk more in such a crisis?"

Just as Li Yunsheng said this, a few pieces of white paper rolled up with the wind and floated behind Pu Sanguan.

"You deserve to teach me how to use a sword?"

After hearing this preaching, Pu Sangeng did not find it funny. Instead, he said in anger. As he dissipated all his true energy, the wind broke out again in the field. He only heard him roaring: "In fact, can you bypass the gap in your realm like a slight tongue?"

With a wave of his arm, he saw a roar of strong wind rushing to Li Yunsheng.

But Li Yunsheng stood still, sweat beads as big as beans on his forehead kept rolling down.

"It's up to fate, although God, you have never stood by my side."

As he said that, he shouted: "He Li Talisman, please understand!"

I saw that just below two meters away from Pu Sanguan, six talismans suddenly flew up and then stood still in the air in the strong wind.

Seeing six more talismans appearing in front of him, Pu Sangen was stunned. In the meantime, the six talismans suddenly snapped together, forming a strange shape with clear edges and corners.

Before Pu Sanju could wake up, the strange-shaped ball of paper suddenly exploded.

A crane cries resounded throughout Pisces Peak.

The strong wind caused by the Dead Sword Technique was torn to pieces by the sound of the crane. Pu Sangen's body was also blown to pieces, leaving only half of his head left on the ground.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, Li Yunsheng sat on the ground as if exhausted.

Pu Sangeng was right, the gap in his realm was simply insurmountable. He thought of many ways, and even used his soul to suck his whale twice, but he was still unsure of defeating the extremely terrifying person in front of him.

He understood the essence of the Dead Sword Art. He used his soul to stimulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, created the illusion of learning the Dead Sword Art, and even made up a lie with emotion, just to make the other party relax and send the Heli Talisman's talisman to Pu Sangen.

This crane talisman was his greatest guarantee from beginning to end, and all the illusions he had caused before were just for the last moment when the crane talisman exploded.

Just when Li Yunsheng thought it was over.

A ball of black mist suddenly emerged from Pu Sangen's half head. The black mist rolled up a long sword on the ground and stabbed Li Yunsheng with one sword.

It seemed as if it was instinct. In horror, Li Yunsheng suddenly raised the bluefish and stabbed it out.

"Hahaha, it's you, it's you!"

The black fog dissipated, and the sword seemed to be resurrecting before his death, without any power at all.

But Li Yunsheng was stunned and found that he was using the Qiushui Sword Technique.
Chapter completed!