Chapter 1,733 Sword Cultivator

His face was full of doubts, but soon his expression solidified, revealing a bit of surprise: "Tongtian Lingbao, is the Tongtian Lingbao in your hand?"

"Isn't that right? You will know better if you experience it yourself."

Lin Xuan said coldly, after all, things have reached this point, either you die or I live, so why do you need to be polite when speaking?

And the mysterious female cultivator shook her hand: "Isn't it stupid not to take out the sheath? Okay, let me show you how powerful my Zixiaoli Fire Sword is."

The cloth wrapped around the surface fell off, and the sharp edge appeared in his sight, which stung Lin Xuan's eyes a little. The sword was like a stream of autumn water, but it showed a little purple under the reflection of the sun.

Then the woman held the sword and rushed towards her opponent like this.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Not to mention the Sea Clan, even Lin Xuan, an ally, was very shocked. A cultivator could still use a magic weapon like this. She didn't use the flying sword, but held it horizontally with her hand. Did she think she was a worldly martial arts master?

However, this woman didn't care so much. When she was in the middle, she swung the sword in her hand downwards. Suddenly, countless purple sword shadows and red thunder arrows appeared, densely packed, and struck down towards the opponent's head and face.

There are so many of them that there is nowhere to hide, so hard connection is the only option.

A trace of shock flashed across the face of the Hai clan, but he didn't panic. He must have gone through countless hardships to reach this point in his cultivation. He definitely has rich experience in fighting. With a shake of his left hand, the shield in his palm flew past.

When he came out, he turned into a thick curtain of light, protecting his whole body.

Weatherproof!

Boom, boom, the next moment, the sound of explosions reached the ears, the swords, thunder and fire hit hard, and the light curtain started to sway and flicker like a candle in the wind.

"impossible!"

The face of the sea clan looked a little ugly. His sea sand shield was made with a lot of rare materials. Even among the magic weapons of monks at the same level, it was considered the best. How could he be unable to withstand it even if he met him face to face? Could it be that this

Is a woman's attack power stronger than that of a monk at the Dongxuan stage?

How is this possible?

However, before this thought could be turned away, the woman had already rushed in front of her. The long sword in her hand flashed with purple light and slashed towards the light curtain, causing a heart-wrenching sound to reach her ears.

The light curtain actually broke!

Then it flashed and disappeared, and the shield turned into iron and fell like the sea.

This attack power made Lin Xuan stunned, but the old monster also reacted very quickly. He waved his hands and a series of thunder beads flew out.

However, this woman had no intention of dodge. With a sword in her hand, she severely chopped off the opponent's head.

boom!

The chop hit, and she took off the opponent's head, but no blood came into view.

Then the corpse turned into a talisman and ignited without any wind, as if it had never appeared in sight.

"Replacing the tribulation talisman!"

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank. He also had a treasure like this in his storage bag. He was worthy of being a cultivator in the Dongxuan stage and had a rich net worth.

The thoughts in his mind turned around, but Lin Xuan did not dare to slack off at all. The battle was not over yet. A few dozen feet away on the left, a sharp light flashed, and the old monster appeared.

There was a hint of horror on his face: "Sword cultivator, you... are actually a sword cultivator inherited from ancient times. How is it possible that this guy from that school is not dead yet?"

"Jianxiu, this name sounds so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere." Lin Xuan looked a little confused, but for a moment, he really couldn't remember it.

The expression of the old sea monster was much uglier. Regarding the sword cultivator group, most of today's immortal cultivators may have forgotten it. However, by chance, he had read a very detailed description in the classics.

As we all know, the art of cultivating immortals originated from people's pursuit of immortality.

The so-called ten thousand people return to their ancestors.

There are many schools on the road to cultivating immortals, including Confucianism, Buddhism, and demon cultivators. However, in ancient times, there were many more schools, far more than just these few.

There are different understandings of immortality, but as time goes by, most of them have not declined. However, the decline of these schools is almost due to natural selection.

Only one school is an exception.

Sword repair!

The so-called sword cultivators, as the name suggests, use swords as their only treasures and magic weapons. They do not practice the other five elements of magic, talismans, formations, etc., which means they will not even dabble in it.

I regard the sword as my lord and my god. With a sword in my hand, I own the world.

This is nothing. Although practicing swordsmanship is a bit unusual, it is still within the acceptable range. After all, it has little to do with other immortal cultivators.

But nine out of ten of these sword cultivators are ascetic cultivators with extremely eccentric personalities. They rarely come into contact with the outside world, and most of them are brave and ruthless.

Originally, this was nothing. It was not surprising that people in the world of cultivating immortals would kill people and steal treasures. It was normal to have a bit of bloodshed.

But as time went by, gradually, the immortal cultivators from other schools discovered that the situation was quite different from what they had imagined.

Although those sword cultivators practice a single treasure, due to their concentration, some people practice until the end and even forget that the ultimate goal of embarking on the immortal path is to pursue the road to immortality. Instead, they focus on pursuing the power of the immortal sword.

Forgetting the original intention, the sword cultivator can be said to have fallen into a demonic obstacle. However, other shortcomings aside, the combat effectiveness of the sword cultivator is indeed far from comparable to that of other schools of immortal cultivators.

In battles with other schools, sword monks are almost invincible at the same level, and challenges beyond levels are common.

It was enviable, but later, for some unknown reason, sword cultivators actually accused other schools of cultivators, saying that their methods of cultivating immortals were all wrong, and that only they, who devoted themselves to practicing flying swords, were correct.

It started out as an argument, then progressed to action, and in the end, it turned into a coalition of all the schools to besiege the sword cultivator.

That battle can be described as a catastrophe. Although it cannot be compared with the war between interfaces, it is also unimaginable. Monks of almost all levels were involved, from being agile to overcoming tribulations, and even

There are rogue cultivators, and the entire spiritual world is filled with blood.

The war lasted for nearly ten thousand years. The sword cultivators used their strength as a single sect to compete with the immortal cultivators of all schools. This also shows how terrifying the strength of these immortal sword cultivators is.

However, a hero cannot stand against a large number of people, and no matter how fierce a lion is, he can only retreat when encountering a pack of wolves.

The final result naturally ended with the failure of sword cultivation. However, other sects of immortal cultivators also suffered heavy losses, and many small sects even perished in the same way.

It can be said that the monks hated the sword cultivator who was the culprit, but they were also quite surprised that they showed such tyrannical strength.
Chapter completed!