C2648 Wipe My Sword for Me

The degree of bending of the sword was extremely small. That sort of curvature even made people feel that it was indiscernible with the naked eye.

Even so, this scene had still attracted the attention of everyone present. After discovering this anomaly, the gazes that everyone looked at Lin Bai with were filled with even more pity and schadenfreude.

The pity was that after causing so much trouble, Lin Bai still had to return with regrets. The Holy Maiden was destined not to belong to him, and the schadenfreude was that even when Qing Yi personally came out, he was unable to change all this, which was a testament to Lin Bai's bad luck.

"A thousand miles away, your sword is on the move. This broken sword cannot display your complete strength!" It was not only the spectators who discovered the fact that the sword was bent, even the Good Samaritan, who was fiercely resisting the sword, discovered the abnormality immediately. After sensing it, he immediately laughed out loud, his eyes filled with pride, and said indifferently: "Qing Yizi, is this the ability of you to change everything? Do you think that you can change my decision with just these alone? "

Boom!" As his voice faded, he raised his right hand high up and slammed it down on the inheritance clock in his left hand. With every beat, there was a sound like paper being torn apart. And where he stood, there were countless cracks appearing under his feet, as if even the heavens and earth could no longer withstand this vigorous sound.

This was a sound wave that surpassed the senses of a human ear. Although one could not hear it, it was a real existence, even more terrifying than all the violent sounds in the world.

Every time a sound wave sounded out, Qing Yizi's sword would bend slightly! In the end, the longsword even became like a cooked shrimp, showing a noticeable curve.

That crooked curve of his back, in the eyes of the crowd, reminded them of a man who had his spine bent from the weight of a heavy burden.

Was it still unable to change everything in the end? Even if Qingyi Zi stood up, was he still unable to change Luo Xi's pitiful fate? Gazing at the longsword that was curving but still constantly struggling, Lust let out a low sigh.

He was able to see that Qing Yizi's longsword was already unable to resist the powerful sonic wave emitted by the Venerable One. Even though it was only bent, it was likely not far from the moment the longsword broke.

When the sword broke, all the hopes that had been in Thoughtless' heart would be completely dashed. As he thought of this, a bitter smile appeared on his face. Then, he looked at Lin Bai apologetically.

This was because he knew that from the moment he had decided to fight with Qing Yizi's sword, it was the beginning of a war between the Heavenly Passage and the Sword Pavilion. And since Lin Bai was regarded by Qing Yi as the future master of the Sword Pavilion, then after the longsword broke, the first person that Lin Bai would deal with when Lin Xianqing returned would naturally also be Lin Bai.

How could there be a perfect egg in this rage? And now that the Sage Sage was ready to kill, I'm afraid that the moment Qing Yizi's sword breaks, the day Lin Bai dies will be upon him." This was also where his guilt towards Lin Bai lay. If Lin Bai hadn't been dragged into this mess by him, he wouldn't have faced such a crisis …

But just when the corner of his eye made contact with Lin Bai's face, his entire expression couldn't help but be startled. Because he noticed in astonishment that there was not the slightest trace of fear on Lin Bai's face. Instead, there was an expression of eager excitement on his face, as if he had seen something that piqued his interest!

Could he be wrong? Could Qing Yizi's sword not be broken so easily? Seeing the expression on Lin Bai's face, Assire couldn't help but doubt the judgement in his heart. He then turned his head back to look at the curved longsword.

Under the constant attacks of the Sound Waves from the Venerable One, the long sword's bend was almost to the extreme. The entire sword seemed to bend into a circle. Even so, this sword, which seemed to be made of common metal, did not show any signs of breaking!

That's not right! With the material of this flying sword, it should not have such strong properties, but why was there no signs of breaking now that it had reached such a state? Or could it be that the bending of the sword was not actually caused by the sound wave's attack, but was because the sword suddenly became softer?!

Looking at the inconceivable degree of curvature of the sword, the heart of Thoughtless had an inexplicable feeling of ecstasy. It was because he felt that everything was not as simple as he had imagined, and there was still room for change.

The sword was extremely powerful, extremely sharp, yet extremely soft! The existence of the sword was like the existence of water. When the water became berserk, it could destroy dykes and houses; but when the water became soft, it would be able to support all rivers. Even though the water was weak, it still possessed the ability to change its form.

Qing Yizi was not fighting with a Gongzi, but was instead using this struggle to demonstrate the flexibility of his sword and explain to him the sword intent he had! And when he thought of this, Lin Bai's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly understood the true meaning behind the strange bend of the longsword.

This discovery made him indescribably happy, because he understood that this was definitely a great opportunity that belonged to him. Even in the Immortal World, there were very few opportunities for a peerless genius sword cultivator to point out others' secrets with the help of a Formless Stage expert. In fact, this was probably the only chance he had.

However, what Lin Bai could not understand was why Qing Yizi had chosen him to be the future master of the Sword Pavilion. Furthermore, he had even falsely borrowed the hand of a sage to explain to him the sword intent he possessed …

Rigidly flexible and simple, but from soft to rigid is the most difficult step. At this moment, Lin Bai was more curious about just how Qing Yi would change his sword to the next level compared to what he had planned to do.

And while Lin Bai's heart was filled with doubts, Lin Ming could also sense that something was wrong. He wasn't an idiot, how could he not see that after Qing Yizi's long sword had been bent to such a degree, it still hadn't broken?

Since you did not break, and you want to use softness to demonstrate all this, then I will use extreme pressure to break you! Although he did not understand Qing Yizi's intention, he did not feel any fear. After a sudden shiver, he clenched his right hand into a fist and punched the divine bell in his left hand!

Bang! If the previous divine bell was a loud sound, then the current divine bell was like a silent wilderness, suddenly being kicked twice by someone. Just by touching the surface of the divine bell with his fingertip, waves of violent, thunderous sounds suddenly exploded forth. The sound waves became visible to the naked eye as they pressed down towards the sword.

When the layers of sound waves were combined together, it was like waves that combined together into a single body. Its might was as heavy as a mountain! And under this wild and violent pressure, Qing Yizi's sword had completely curved into a circle!

"Break for me!" Looking at this scene, the expression on the face of Lao Xianqing suddenly turned cold. He shouted out with a very domineering tone.

Clang! The moment his words left his mouth, a clear sound like the roar of a dragon suddenly appeared from the direction of the sword. That sound was clear to the extreme, like the shattering of a crystal!

Was the sword broken?! Upon hearing this voice, a surge of joy surged through the heart of Sage Zhiqing. She focused her eyes on the curved longsword, wanting to witness with her own eyes the scene of the longsword breaking inch by inch and trampling the dignity of Qing Yizi beneath her feet!

But contrary to his expectations, the moment his eyes touched the sword, he was shocked to discover that the clear and melodious sound was not the sound of Qing Yizi's sword breaking down, but rather the sound of the mottled rust on the blade about to fall apart.

One after another, patches of rust began to fall off. In just a short moment, they were all gone. At this moment, the rusted sword had become extremely bright. It was like a smooth and flat mirror that reflected the flowing clouds in the sky and the flustered and flustered face of the Venerable One.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Su, for wiping away the rust on my sword with Sound Wave!" At the same time, a clear and melodious voice rang across the sky, carrying a smile that could not be hidden, and said indifferently: "I have not unsheathed this sword for over a hundred years, causing the treasured sword to be covered in dust, unable to release any light. Today, Fellow Ye has helped me wipe the sword, I think its might will definitely surpass the moment I unsheathed it a hundred years ago!"

What, the reason why the longsword was bent wasn't because of the violent Zhong Bohai, but was because Qing Yizi wanted to borrow the powers of the Venerable One to wipe away the dirt on his sword?! At this moment, everyone in the plaza was going crazy. They could not imagine what kind of person would have the courage to have a heroic lord wipe his sword for him!

At the moment when the last piece of rust fell, the curved sword suddenly stood straight as if it had gained the freedom that it had longed for for for for a long time! Not only that, in the moment that the sword stood straight, a boundless brilliance appeared along the blade.

The sword seemed to have taken away all the brilliance between heaven and earth. The countless creatures of fortune within the universe were brilliant to the point where it could not be multiplied any further! Although the radiance could dazzle the eyes, the brilliant sun could make people unable to look straight at it! However, although the glow of this sword was bright and resplendent, it did not cause anyone on the scene any pain in their eyes. Instead, they were intoxicated in this sword light.

The surging light was like a trickle that originated from a high mountain. After it flowed through countless areas, it finally gathered into a torrential river and began to unleash its most surging might, wanting to wipe out all that stood in its way.