134: Disciple of the Xuanhuang Sword Master, let's go on the journey together
It only resisted for less than half an instant before shattering into countless ice shards.
The Sword Light continued to fall straight down!
Leaving a deep gully on the Sword Discussion Platform.
Beiming's cold Qi lingered, exuding a bone-chilling cold that seemed to freeze all things.
A thick layer of frost formed!
Like a white cloth, it quickly covered the entire high platform.
"Sword Master Beiming... was he slain?"
"Did he just... disappear like that?"
"What terrifying Sword Intent!"
"No, that's not right!"
"It's two identical Sword Intents, and his Sword Intent seems even stronger!
Could it be that he is also a swordsman?
Did he also return from comprehending the Dao in the Land of Beiming?"
"To be able to slay Sword Master Beiming, he must be on the same level!"
"That kid... no, could he also be a True King, an existence at the peak of the Martial Dao?"
"Hiss..."
"Just thinking about it is terrifying!"
With that one sword strike!
The scene was once again dead silent, almost utterly quiet.
Then, it completely erupted.
At this moment, Jiang Yi became the focal point of everyone's attention.
Slaying a Sword Master of the Sword King Pavilion!
How astonishing this was!
Moreover, it happened on the Sword King Pavilion's home ground, a sight rarely seen in a thousand years.
This undoubtedly stirred up a huge uproar!
If this news spread, it would be enough to make the entire world tremble.
Above the mountain peak!
The Sword King Pavilion trembled, and thousands of Sword Intents burst forth, tearing through the clouds and soaring into the sky.
A True King with a powerful Qi stepped out from within!
His hair was graying, his face ancient and wrinkled, and his figure was slightly hunched.
He looked to be around sixty years old.
However, dressed in an ancient yellow robe, he possessed a certain ethereal, Daoist charm.
His dim yellow eyes, when opening and closing, contained incredibly terrifying Sword Intent.
"My disciple?!!!"
"Who, who killed my disciple?"
As if sensing something, his face drastically changed, and with an angry roar, rolling sound waves spread out.
Making the space rumble and hum!
As if carrying thousands of invisible Sword Qi, they shot out together.
Those who heard the sound!
All swayed, their ears ringing, their eardrums feeling as if they were about to be pierced.
They cried out in agony, clutching their ears!
Weaker martial artists even bled from their seven orifices, collapsing to the ground, letting out painful wails.
The old man in the yellow robe... swiftly flew down from the mountain peak, landing on the Sword Discussion Platform that was almost split in two.
Looking at the pile of ice shards, he was both shocked and filled with boundless fury.
"Who, who on earth was it?"
"Who killed my disciple?"
As he roared, Killing Intent permeated his body!
Accompanied by the sweeping Sword Intent, they merged, subtly solidifying.
"This Lord will kill you, will kill you!"
Like a furious lion!
He turned his head and looked around, trying to find the culprit!
In a short while, his gaze fell upon Jiang Yi, staring intently at him.
"It was you, you killed him?"
No other reason!
Because with his angry roars just now, everyone present had fallen to the ground.
Only Jiang Yi and Nangong Yao remained steady!
Still sitting on the Gnu!
Unaffected in the slightest.
"Indeed!"
Jiang Yi met his gaze, and with a light sweep of his Divine Sense, he knew his cultivation level.
Above the Great True King!
He had a cultivation level of around the eighth stage of Mortal Transformation!
As expected of the Sword King Pavilion, one of the top five major powers.
For such an individual to emerge!
He was already capable of crushing forces like the Feng family and the Rebirth Hall.
"Presumptuous!!!"
"My Profound Yellow Sword Master's disciple, is he someone a junior like you can kill?"
"Why not?"
Jiang Yi showed no fear, his face calm, yet exuding an aura of looking down on the world.
"If he's killed, then he's killed. What can you do to me?"
"Good, good, good!"
"What an arrogant junior, this Lord has never seen anyone dare to speak to me like this!"
"You are the first..."
The Profound Yellow Sword Master's face was contorted, the wrinkles on his face almost twisting into a ball.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he laughed in exasperation,
"Kid, this Lord demands blood for blood!"
"I will take your head to offer as a sacrifice to the heroic spirit of my disciple!"
"Then hurry up and come!"
Jiang Yi extended a hand, still appearing nonchalant and unperturbed.
"...Sword, come!"
"Buzz buzz..."
A sword of ancient profound yellow color flew out of its sheath, radiating precious light all over.
As the Profound Yellow Sword Master gripped it, a mountain-like Sword Intent swept forth.
"Die, die, die, die for this Lord!"
He struck with a sword!
Mountains emerged, glowing with an ancient bronze color, majestic and heavy.
Pressing down, making the heavens and earth hum, and space solidify!
The sword—
Known as the king of all weapons, also called the monarch of all weapons, it represents sharpness and keenness.
In attack and slaughter!
It is considered a top-tier Sharp Weapon, and it is what the world seeks!
The Profound Yellow Sword Intent enveloped him!
Jiang Yi, standing within it, raised his head, suspended in mid-air!
He extended a hand!
Strands of golden brilliance shone, covering the surface of his fist.
His five fingers closed, forming a massive fist print!
He punched out, like a Dragon soaring into the sky!
The so-called Profound Yellow Sword Intent was instantly shattered by his punch.
First, it cracked inch by inch, breaking into countless fragments!
Then, under the radiance of his fist light, it was completely ground away!
Jiang Yi took a step, and winds and clouds gathered, as if he could soar for ten thousand miles.
His figure flickered!
A mere hundred zhang distance was covered in the blink of an eye!
"It's my turn!"
"Hmm?!!!"
The Profound Yellow Sword Master regained some clarity, and his expression couldn't help but change!
Holding the sword in his hand!
Profound Yellow Sword Intent spewed forth, converging on the sword's edge, distorting the surrounding space!
He thrust it out fiercely.
Jiang Yi raised his hand, and his Vajra Body began to revive!
He had no thought of dodging, directly using his fist—
To meet it head-on!
"Clang!!!"
A resounding clang!
The aftermath between the two transformed into rolling waves, sweeping in all directions.
A mighty force surged like a tide!
Making the sword seem unable to bear it, emitting bursts of wails.
The Profound Yellow Sword Master's tiger's mouth split open, blood overflowing, his entire arm numb.
Along with his hunched figure, he stumbled unsteadily, constantly retreating backward.
In contrast, Jiang Yi stood motionless, rooted to the spot!
After one strike!
He pressed forward again, his five fingers spreading wide, transforming his fist into a palm, and pressed down with a palm strike.
Like a golden, shining five-fingered mountain, it surged towards the Profound Yellow Sword Master, intending to suppress and kill him!
Majestic and heavy, grand and domineering.
"You..."
The Profound Yellow Sword Master's eyes widened in fury, his expression shocked and enraged, as if he hadn't caught his breath yet.
Gasping for air!
But he had no choice!
He could only raise his sword again, striking out with a sword, attempting to resist!
But this time, compared to before... it was weakened by an unknown amount!
And Jiang Yi's palm strike, however, was even more terrifying than his previous punch!
"...Crack!"
The palm descended!
Instantly obliterating the Sword Intent of the sword, even the three-foot sword body trembled!
Countless cracks spread.
And it shattered!
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