As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality-Chapter 805: Years of Sharpening a Sword, Ascend to Saint Level, Slay the Martial Saint, Eyes as Tranquil as Water, Sword Qi as Cold as Frost, Go to Sleep (4)

If this sword strike were directed at him, even if he could block it, he would likely be severely injured!

What a formidable blade strike!

Yellow Sword Wine… can actually unleash such a sword strike?!

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Qian Yuan Divine Sect.

Outer Sect, Disciple City.

Elder Court.

Jiao Shaoqiu was in the courtyard guiding the children in their cultivation.

Several children were diligently cultivating under the moonlight, as the news spread that the Sect Master would be emerging from seclusion and holding the final selection for his direct disciples during the Qingming festival.

All the youngsters under ten in the entire sect became incredibly diligent, practicing hard, hoping to grasp at the straws in the last minute and seize that slim hope of becoming the Great God’s disciple.

If one could truly become the Sect Master’s direct disciple, then one needn’t worry about cultivation resources for life; the entire resources of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect would lean in favor of that person. It’s rumored… there’s even a chance to attend the Flat Peach Victory Meeting personally hosted by the Empress in Divine Capital!

This Victory Meeting is not just a grand gathering but one that distinguishes the superior from the inferior. Gaining fame in this meeting means becoming famous throughout the world.

Which young person doesn’t harbor the ambition to become famous across the land?

Jiao Shaoqiu was guiding the children in their cultivation. As a Great Elder of the Outer Sect, he had mentored many excellent seeds, and too many proud disciples had emerged under his tutelage.

Suddenly.

Jiao Shaoqiu felt a burst of Sword Qi soaring to the sky, his pupils suddenly tightening.

The words he was teaching abruptly stiffened.

In the courtyard, several sword-wielding youths felt their swords trembling uncontrollably, as cries of shock echoed incessantly.

Jiao Shaoqiu trembled all over and abruptly turned around, looking towards the sky where the sword light had erupted.

The sword light was too brilliant as if a Sword Immortal had descended from the heavens, tearing open the night along with the moonlight.

It was as if it wanted to compete with the heavens itself!

This sword, in harmony with heaven and earth, could be called a Sword Saint’s strike!

This sword…

"Ninth Sword

Jiao Shaoqiu’s lips quivered.

This was the strongest sword strike of Yellow Sword Wine, known as [Ninth Sword].

It was the inheritance Yellow Sword Wine received from the Sword Immortal Mysterious Temple. He had excitedly run back to share the good news with Jiao Shaoqiu.

Yellow Sword Wine rarely concealed anything from Jiao Shaoqiu.

Everyone thought Yellow Sword Wine had fallen into degeneracy, but Jiao Shaoqiu knew that Yellow Sword Wine… was nurturing a sword, a sword meant for killing.

Now…

The killing sword has been unsheathed.

But for Sword Wine, there is only this one move, Ninth Sword, left.

The old man suddenly seemed much older, stumbling back two steps, his legs shaking as he sat down beneath an eave, forlornly patting the wooden floor beneath him.

"Child

"My child

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Thunderous rumbles!!!

Yellow Sword Wine tilted his head back, his Sword Intent piercingly sharp.

His black hair whirling, he stood tall like a sword, bathed in moonlight, resembling a Sword Immortal stepping on the lunar radiance.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard circled ceaselessly above his head.

A phantom city of dark ink suddenly emerged!

The city trembled violently.

Soon, the tightly shut city gates burst open with a bang!

A terrifying pressure, as heavy as collapsing mountains, descended overwhelmingly from the sky!

The power and aura that erupted in an instant seemed to collapse and fold the very heaven and earth!

Withering trees and pulling them up by the roots, mountains collapsing, and the ground splitting!

The entire Su Family Mansion, all Divine Primordials and Great Grandmasters, felt as if the embankments of the Tianhe were broken, and the waters of Tianhe were pouring down torrentially!

Then, everyone saw endless darkness blooming in the Heavenly Dome above, like a massive vortex swirling!

The night sky was obscured!

And the next moment, every Su Family individual’s eyes narrowed, their hairs stood on end, and they were dumbstruck!

Only to see—

In that black vortex, a figure plunged out, his body a disaster, scorched and covered with countless fierce wounds!

Drop by drop, blood like precious beads tumbled and fell!

Fiercely hot and boiling!

And a terrifying aura of harmony with heaven and earth unfolded, overwhelming the sky. Upon its appearance, it brought forth a fearsome tsunami-like prestigious force!

Martial Saint!!!

"It’s the Family Head!”

A Su Family Grandmaster gasped.

Su Wenxi, the Su Family Patriarch!

A First Level Martial Saint!

At this moment, he was in such a sorry state, looking near death!

"Bull Demon!!!”

Su Wenxi roared furiously as he was ejected from the Mo City, his bellow rolling out from his throat!

His five fingers clenched as if thunder echoed around, and a volcano erupted, the terrifying Qi Force tearing the sky, revolving around him!

Bull Demon?

The one who wounded Su Wenxi like this could it be… the Netherworld Ox Demon?

Everyone was stunned.

But some looked unaffected!

As if they had anticipated the Bull Demon’s intentions the moment Mo City trembled.

Humming loudly—

A sword light incredibly dazzling, suddenly rose from the ground, and in an instant, the land shrouded by the dark fog brightened up!

Sword light shot up to the sky, all sounds were hushed!

Heaven and earth, time and space seemed to freeze at that moment!

Because the speed of this sword was too fast!

Su Wenxi, who had just been ejected from Mo City, his mind still reeling, unaccustomed to the feeling akin to traversing between two worlds, suddenly felt his scalp go numb!

Sword Intent!

An incredibly terrible, extremely pure Sword Intent!

Without Divinity…

Only Sword!

The Sword Saint’s sword!

Su Wenxi looked down, only to see nine sword lights rising up, like suddenly blooming epiphyllum, circling endlessly, the sword light like wind, like water, like fire, like Canghai, like stars and moon, like the blazing sun!

Nine swords!

Ninth Sword!

Kill!

Su Wenxi’s hair stood on end as he finally felt the piercing threat of death!

Kill?

No!

Su Wenxi abruptly raised his head, only to see a figure leaping out from the Mo City, a cut of sword light that was dazzling to the extreme!

Blanketing the sky!

Li Che’s eyes were like lightning beneath the Bull Demon Mask, willful and arrogant!