Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Chapter 283 My Own Swordsmanship

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Along with a buzzing sound, two beams of light intertwined in mid-air and instantly turned into a light curtain, blocking the Sanskrit sound.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the back mountain at this moment.

Zhou Qitian looked terrified. He had originally thought that the Zixiao Sword Sect only had Ji Wuming as their trump card, but now it seemed that there was more than that.

But when he turned around, he found that Ji Wuming's face was also full of surprise.

It seemed that Ji Wuming didn't know why this happened suddenly.

On the contrary, Zhou Li was very clear. He felt a familiar breath from this power. It was Ye Yu!

Ye Yu has become so powerful now!

Shan Yuan sneered, then clasped his hands together, lowered his head and recited scriptures. Rays of golden light descended from the sky and continuously poured into the Buddha's shadow.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qitian and Ji Wuming's eyes froze.

They sensed a different kind of fluctuation. The connection between the Buddha's shadow and the good karma was definitely not just an ordinary infusion of power.

At this moment, Ye Yu, who was sitting in the forbidden area, gradually frowned.

The release of the power of cause and effect just now was not intentional by Ye Yu, but instinctive.

Ye Yu's mind was full of sword shadows at this moment. Uncle Jian had said before that he should walk his own path.

Just like the power of cause and effect, Ye Yu also needs to find his own way of swordsmanship. Although the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique is powerful, it is not tailor-made for him.

It is different from the semi-auxiliary spiritual skills such as the Innate Breathing Method and the Phantom Dragon Wind and Thunder Body.

The power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique displayed in Uncle Jian's hands is completely different from that displayed in Ye Yu's hands.

In his mind, Ye Yu was holding the Zixiao Sword, swinging it again and again.

The next moment, Ye Yu, who was sitting in the forbidden area, slowly stood up. With a flip of his hand, the Zixiao Sword appeared in his hand, and his body automatically moved according to the image in his mind.

At the same time, the causal power on the Zixiao Sword Sect, which had originally turned into a light curtain, also changed at this moment. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge sword shadow of a thousand feet.

As Ye Yu waved his hand, changes began to appear.

Bang bang bang!

Muffled sounds were heard one after another, and the sword shadow and the Buddha's shadow continued to clash.

Whenever the Buddha's shadow condensed into a Sanskrit sound and fell, it would be shattered by the sword energy stimulated by the sword shadow.

The two sides fought each other in the air for nearly a hundred rounds, and for a while they fell into a strange stalemate.

But Ji Wuming could feel that the power in the sword shadow was becoming more and more terrifying.

Then, Ji Wuming looked at the natal sword in his hand. His sword was trembling, a feeling of submission.

It was the first time that Ji Wuming felt this situation. In terms of swordsmanship, in Leizhou, Ji Wuming was definitely one of the top ones, but now, his sword was afraid!

Inside the cave, Ye Yu suddenly stopped moving, and the scene of the young man controlling his body at that time unconsciously emerged in his mind.

Inside the Xutian Ding, the young man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his hands in surprise. Just now, he felt that he was involved with something.

This shouldn't be the case. Although he failed, he had already cut off his own fate chain. But at this moment, he felt that the fate chain seemed to have returned.

"No, this is not the feeling of the fate lock!" The young man murmured, his face full of confusion.

The sword shadows stopped, and a sneer of disdain appeared on Shanyuan's face. "Have you reached your limit? As expected, the people of Shenzhou are just like this. My Buddha's teachings will surely spread throughout this world."

But before the corner of his mouth fell, a buzzing sound was heard again.

Accompanied by exclamations, long swords broke away from their masters' hands, floated up on their own, and faced the back mountain, as if they were worshipping their king.

"Sword Heart?!" Ling Yunzi blurted out subconsciously, and then looked at Ji Wuming.

Among the people present, only Ji Wuming had condensed the sword heart.

But suddenly, he found that the sword in Ji Wuming's hand also flew into the air.

"Here it comes!" Ji Wuming whispered solemnly.

The next moment, a terrifying pressure swept across the entire place, and the long sword hanging in the air was shaking constantly and emitting a buzzing sound.

Even the entire Zixiao Sword Tomb began to tremble, and the sword beasts inside kept making mournful cries and began to run around in panic.

Although Shanyuan didn't understand what was happening, he felt an extremely terrifying force gathering.

In the forbidden area, Ye Yu slowly opened his eyes, and all the sword moves and sword forces in his mind disappeared at this moment.

To kill, only one sword is needed, everything else is not important!

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Yu swung the Zixiao Sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the sword shadow of Zixiao Sword Sect in the air suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Then a purple light shot up into the sky, and a huge sword light thousands of feet long burst out from the back mountain of Zixiao Sword Sect, slashing down at Shanyuan.

In the air, most of the flying swords suddenly collapsed.

Ji Wuming looked at the sword light in horror. Just by looking at it, Ji Wuming felt the suffocating murderous intent, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The same goes for Zhou Qitian. Although he is not proficient in swordsmanship, this does not prevent the fear of death that arises in his heart at this moment.

"The Arhat is coming!" At the same time, Shanyuan shouted loudly. Looking at the sword light coming towards him, he didn't care about his image at this moment. His robe exploded, revealing the strong muscles underneath.

His whole body burst into golden light, and he put his hands together. A huge swastika symbol appeared in front of him, echoing with the Buddha's shadow, and he rushed towards the sword light.

boom!

A violent explosion was heard, Shanyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backwards in an instant. The originally shining Buddhist beads completely collapsed at this moment.

terror!

Zhou Qitian looked at this scene and swallowed unconsciously. With such sword energy, even the ancestor would not be able to withstand it.

Shanyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

Ji Wuming looked at Shanyuan's embarrassed appearance and felt happy in his heart, you can't pretend!

Rumble!

Before everyone could recover from their previous shock, thunderclouds suddenly covered the sky above the mountain behind Zixiao Sword Sect, and the mighty power of heaven poured down again.

"Lianxu Tribulation?!" Zhou Qitian exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

It wasn't because Lianxu Jie was surprised, but because the person who had previously slashed out with that sword hadn't even reached the Lianxu stage yet?!

What the hell? !

The previous battle had already attracted the attention of many people in Leizhou. At this moment, everyone was staring intently at the back mountain of Zixiao Sword Sect, wanting to see who had slashed out with that shocking sword move.

But the next moment, a green light shot up into the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

But there were still some sharp-eyed people who saw that when the green light rose, a figure holding a purple sword stepped into the air.