Chapter 1408 White-clothed Sword God
The carriage was luxurious and dazzling with golden light. The Divine Phoenix Condor floated on the left and right. In front of it was a divine beast, Qilin. Below it was a huge white cloud. The moment it appeared, it completely controlled the surrounding aura. Everyone felt that after this person appeared, he had invisibly taken control of the overall situation.
"Colorful Phoenix Companion, Qilin Dragon Carriage! It's the White-clothed Sword God!"
"The ancestor of the White-clothed Divine Hall, the White-clothed Sword God?"
"Heavens, why is he here?"
The cries of alarm rang out in all directions, and the crowd on both sides of the army started to stir.
Adept Tian Yang, Chao Xifeng, and the others were stunned, but the Beast Ancient, Lang Duantian, and Venerable Spirit Returning Realm experts behind them came to their senses and hurriedly walked forward, cupping their fists and saying, "Greetings, Lord Sword God!"
Seeing this, Chao Xifeng and Adept Tian Yang hurriedly cupped their fists in salute.
"I didn't expect the Sword God to be here as well! I wonder why you're here!"
Adept Tian Yang smiled and said respectfully as he stood beside the carriage.
The White-clothed Sword God was a legendary figure, I heard that he has already practiced the White-clothed Divine Technique to the peak, With a flip of his hand, he turned the world upside down, Controlling the universe, Powerful, However, he had been hiding in the White-clothed Divine Hall, After giving up the position of Sect Leader, he never appeared again, causing rumors to spread in the Immortal Dimension. However, those who knew the White-clothed Divine Palace knew that the White-clothed Sword God had always been hidden in the Divine Palace, and his White-clothed Divine Art had not reached its peak. He still had one final move to comprehend, and over the years, he had been painstakingly studying the final stance of the White-clothed Divine Art.
However, a cold snort came from the carriage. It was the voice of the White-clothed Sword God, "My White-clothed Divine Hall's Sect Leader has fallen. If I don't leave the mountain, wouldn't my White-clothed Divine Hall be overthrown?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they looked at Su Yun over there in unison.
Adept Tian Yang knew very well that he had personally seen Su Yun wipe off the snow white clothes. Although he knew that the White-clothed Divine Hall would come, he did not expect that it would actually be White-clothed Sword God!
Brat, let's see how arrogant you are this time! Adept Tian Yang sneered in his heart.
However, the aura suddenly turned solemn. The people inside the carriage shouted coldly, and a powerful pressure enveloped Su Yun.
"Evil beast! Hurry up and kill yourself! Don't you really want me to do it?"
The White-clothed Sword God was actually planning to kill Su Yun himself!
Adept Tian Yang and the others could not force Su Yun, could it be that White-clothed Sword God could not force him? It was said that this person was an existence that could contend against Immortal Court President.
In the Immortal Dimension, experts were like clouds. The Immortal Court ruled over the Immortal Dimension. This didn't mean that the Immortal Court's President was an invincible existence. There were many old monsters that had lived for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years in the Immortal Dimension. They had always ignored the world and focused on cultivating, and this White-clothed Sword God was one of them.
This aura was so strong that Cai Tian, Wu Mian, and the others behind Su Yun couldn't hold on at all and retreated repeatedly. As for someone with a weak cultivation like Su Liuluo, it was impossible for him to appear on the front of the battlefield.
However, although this aura field was astonishing, Su Yun, who had comprehended the might of the sword, remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.
The people in the carriage released bursts of aura. Seeing that Su Yun did not react at all, they could not help but let out a'yi 'sound.
"Looks like my disciple died at your hands. There is no injustice. This child has some abilities!" The White-clothed Sword God in the carriage thought to himself.
However, he came here today not only to take revenge, but also for other purposes. He needed to force Su Yun to completely crush him.
Just relying on his momentum, it seemed like he couldn't suppress this fellow.
The carriage suddenly shook slightly, and then the curtain of the carriage was lifted. A white-haired, white-clothed man with a slightly aged appearance walked out of the carriage.
Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at this person.
Was this the White-clothed Sword God? It was filled with immortal temperament, especially his artistic conception, which was unfathomable. He didn't know what kind of terrifying realm his cultivation had reached after so many years.
His gaze landed on Su Yun's body, his pupils were like two universes, giving people an exquisite illusion.
"Although your aura is restrained, but you can't hide my eyes, especially your body. The birth date doesn't seem to be long. From this, it can be seen that you are just a newborn calf. Today, I will let you commit suicide. I just don't want to bully the younger generation as an elder. Otherwise, my reputation will be ruined if word gets out." But don't push your luck, you don't know what's good for you! Otherwise, your fate will be much more miserable! "Said White-clothed Sword God coolly, standing on the carriage, his condescending words filled with pride.
"Is this your ability?"
Su Yun was not afraid at all. On the contrary, the killing intent in his eyes became denser and denser. He stepped forward and said coldly, "I'm still the same as before. If you guys want to fight, then come. If you don't want to fight, scram!"
Fuck off? So arrogant!
Doesn't he know his current situation?
Adept Tian Yang shook his head.
"You simply don't know what's good for you!" Chao Xifeng sneered.
"Su Yun, don't be too arrogant. Do you really think that no one can cure you? Your persistence will only destroy those immortals who follow you. If you still care about their lives, quickly commit suicide. Otherwise, you will only get involved in more." Lang Duantian shouted loudly.
"Shut up, you don't have the qualifications to talk to me!" Su Yun snorted.
Lang Duantian's expression changed as a sinister light flashed in his eyes. He leapt to the center of the two armies and pulled out a deep blue sword in his hand. The edge of the sword was aimed at Su Yun.
"You dare to humiliate me? I won't kill you today! Aren't my wisdom destroyed?"
"Kill me? You're not qualified enough!"
Su Yun rushed out, not even pulling out his sword, he formed a finger with one hand and pointed at Lang Duantian!
Pfft!
A terrifying sword qi burst out from his fingertips and shot towards Lang Duantian. His expression changed as he hurriedly brandished his sword and released the sword qi. Waves of Sword Qi that broke through the sky were like waves that could spread through the air. It was especially exquisite. In the blink of an eye, his surroundings were filled with waves of Sword Qi. It was like seawater, forming a domain.
"Zongyun Hai Sword Technique! I've long heard that this sword technique is endless and has a long sword intent. It's an excellent defensive sword technique. Today, I've seen it and its reputation is well deserved!"
"Wave Sword Master personally took care of this arrogant brat. He's dead for sure!"
"Hmph, I heard that this person also uses a sword, but I wonder if he will be able to pull out his sword if he meets the Wave Sword Master."
Adept Tian Yang, Ancient Beast, and the others whispered to each other.
Even the White-clothed Sword God kept nodding as he looked at Lang Duantian's wonderful sword technique. Zongyun Haijian was truly not weak.
Su Yun did not attack, he just kept accumulating sword qi, dodging the sword qi that came like a tide. Lang Duantian saw Su Yun dodge left and right, but he did not pull out his sword, his face filled with anger.
"Draw your sword!! Draw your sword! If you don't draw your sword, you won't have a chance!"
In a swordsman contest, if his opponent did not draw his sword, it would be a great humiliation to him.
But at this moment, a chill suddenly enveloped Wave Break Heaven.
Lang Duantian was stunned. Although Su Yun was constantly retreating, blindly defending, and seemed to be at a disadvantage, his expression was exceptionally calm, and he did not seem to have the slightest bit of breathing.
He didn't use his full strength at all!
Lang Duantian's heart went cold.
But at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed in Su Yun's eyes. He raised his hand, and a terrifying sword qi burst out from the tip of his finger, tearing apart the wave of sword qi in front of him. The sword qi instantly pierced through Lang Duantian's chest and accurately smashed onto an immortal vein on his body.
Puchi!
Lang Duantian coughed out blood and fell down.
Seeing this, Adept Tian Yang and the others were dumbfounded.
"Draw your sword?" Su Yun landed in front of Lang Duantian and stared at him coldly, "Do you still need to draw your sword to deal with you?"
"You … you …" Lang Duantian still wanted to stand up, but his immortal veins were broken, his immortal energy was in chaos, and he no longer had the strength to fight.
But at this moment, he suddenly saw the persistent killing intent in Su Yun's eyes.
"You want to kill me?"
"Right."
"You dare?" Lang Duantian found it hard to believe.
"Why wouldn't I dare? If you want me to die, I can still let you live?"
After saying that, Su Yun raised his hand and sent a wisp of sword qi towards Lang Duantian.
"Bastard!! Stop!!"
White-clothed Sword God shouted angrily and was about to charge over.
However, his speed was too slow. When he rushed over, the sword qi had already pierced through Lang Duantian's forehead, tearing his body and soul into pieces. Lang Duantian broke the sky and died.
Seeing this, the White-clothed Sword God was furious and threw a palm towards Su Yun's forehead, but Su Yun quickly retreated and temporarily dodged the edge.
The White-clothed Sword God did not pursue him again, but at this moment, his killing intent was already exceptionally strong, and the sinister poison in his eyes swept across Su Yun like a storm.
To dare to kill in front of him, this completely ignored him.
At this moment, Adept Tian Yang and the others were even more shocked. Su Yun … killed Lang Duantian just like that?
The disciples of Zongyun Sword Pavilion were stunned. After a long time, they came back to their senses and looked at the shattered corpse. They were all scared out of their wits and trembled endlessly.
"Damn it!! Damn it!! Damn it!!" Adept Tian Yang roared repeatedly. Lang Duantian was an ally he invited, and now that he was killed by Su Yun, how could he explain to Zongyun Sword Pavilion?
"Su Yun!! You will undoubtedly die today!!! Senior Sword God, let's attack now!!! Such a violent opponent must be eliminated!!"
"There is no need to hurry!"
The White-clothed Sword God snorted. His cold eyes stared at Su Yun like sharp swords, and he shouted, "You bastard! You have some methods! However, don't be too complacent! In front of me, these are just small tricks! Now, I'll give you another chance! If you can survive ten moves in my hands, I'll let them retreat. How about it?"
Su Yun did not say anything.
However, the White-clothed Sword God spoke up again, "Of course, if you can't last ten moves, I won't kill you! Lest the word gets out that my White-clothed Sword God bullies the younger generation, just that, in order to prevent you from causing trouble and harming others, you have to submit to me!"
As these words fell, Ancient Beast, Chao Xifeng, and the others frowned repeatedly.
How could they not understand what the White-clothed Sword God meant? This fellow was completely from the vicious sword in Su Yun's hand!