Chapter 1145: Can Cut Dao Heart
"Damn it! Could it be that with so many great saints like us here, we can't do anything to a small world? Can't we do anything to a Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

Wu Chenzi frowned. After several attempts, the invisible barrier before them still could not be destroyed. Even though these powerful saints had firm minds, their confidence was shaken at this moment.

Looking at Zhang Qian behind the invisible barrier and the world barrier, and seeing his slightly smug look, the powerful people present wanted to crush him to death, but they couldn't touch him no matter what.

Relying on the Moro World, it is protected by the world barrier, plus an invisible barrier formed by the evolution of countless original Taoist texts. It is simply the most solid tortoise shell in the heavens and all worlds.

This is not the most infuriating thing. The most infuriating thing is that Zhang Qian was sitting cross-legged in the void behind the world barrier, watching the magical powers of many powerful people while starting to practice. Waves of the Xuanhuang Law emanated from his body, and it was obvious that he was comprehending the Xuanhuang Law.

This was what Zhang Qian had planned from the beginning. If a cultivator wanted to break through from the Taiyi Golden Immortal to the Daluo realm, he had to comprehend a law. Zhang Qian chose the Xuanhuang law.

He has always been very afraid of death. As long as he comprehends the Xuanhuang Law, the magical power of the Linglong Pagoda of Xuanhuang in Heaven and Earth will be promoted to the magical power of the law, achieving the acquired chaos realm. The defensive power will increase countless times and become his another life-saving magical power.

Gradually, several hours passed, and the invisible barrier in front of the many powerful people was still intact. Zhang Qian wrote some original Taoist texts from time to time to repair the invisible barrier, making all the efforts of everyone in vain.

"Stop it, we are just wasting our energy!"

Buhuizi, the saintly ancestor of the Immortal Divine Mountain, looked coldly at Zhang Qian who was sitting cross-legged in the void and said.

The Saint Dao masters around stopped their attacks at the same time. Yu Fushi held the divine sword in his hand and said in a cold voice, "This invisible barrier is integrated with the entire Moruo World. It is supported by the might of the universe, and this little thief repairs it from time to time. Unless we have the power to completely smash Moruo World into dust, we will not be able to break this barrier no matter how many years pass."

As he spoke, Yu Fushi swung the divine sword in his hand, and the terrifying edge flashed, pointing directly at Zhang Qian, "The only solution now is to find another way. I have a sword that can cut off obsessions, sever the heart of Taoism, and destroy the true spirit!"

Yu Fushi suddenly burst out with an extremely resolute spirit, which made everyone feel cold in their hearts.

When those great Saints heard her say this, they all understood that this sword she had prepared was not for Zhang Qian, but for Wan Wuyi.

The core of Wan Wuyi's swordsmanship is the sword intent and the mind. As long as the mind is immortal, the sword intent will not be extinguished. However, Yu Fushi said that she has a sword that can cut off obsessions and sever the heart of the sword. It is obvious that this sword is meant to deal with Wan Wuyi.

"Are you sure?"

Guixuzi was a little bit unconvinced, but he knew how powerful Wanwuyi's swordsmanship was, it was simply unpredictable.

"Hmph, just watch!"

hum!
As soon as he finished speaking, the snow-white divine sword in Yu Fushi's hand shook, and the sound of the sword resounded through the void for billions of miles, creating circles of ripples.

The eyes of the powerful people present were stern. The sound of the sword alone was enough to stir the void of the universe. They were also very afraid of the power of this sword.

The next moment, Yu Fushi moved. She raised her slender hand and chopped at Zhang Qian with a knife. The strange thing was that there was no knife light at all, nor any terrifying fluctuations. It was as if she was just chopping in vain to scare Zhang Qian.

But Zhang Qian, who was behind the two layers of barriers, had a drastic change of expression, because when Yu Fushi chopped him down with the sword, he immediately sensed an elusive and unpredictable force powerfully rushing into his mind.

A shadow of a sword that could break anything appeared in his mind. It looked like an illusion, but the terrifying meaning on it was real. Zhang Qian's soul trembled, and a fatal sense of crisis came over him. "What kind of sword is this?"

Zhang Qian was horrified. Yu Fushi's sword ignored all defenses and went straight to his soul and his mind. Zhang Qian hurriedly activated all kinds of defensive magical powers, trying to protect his soul, but found that it was useless. Yu Fushi's sword still ignored all defenses and slashed fiercely at his soul.

Any person or any cultivator who has his soul destroyed and his true spirit destroyed will immediately die.

Yu Fushi actually possesses such incredible means. Her sword skills are directed at the opponent's soul and ignore all defenses. Who in the heavens and the worlds can stop her?

Seeing the brilliant sword shadow passing through the Xuanhuang Pagoda, the Chaos Bell, and the Qiankun Cauldron, Zhang Qian, in a flash, activated all the strategies of the heavens, and with the blessing of trillions of rule gods, his comprehension suddenly increased a trillion times!
Zhang Qian himself could not bear this terrifying blessing. He felt that his soul was suppressed by trillions of sacred mountains and was about to be crushed by this incredible pressure.

With the strength of his soul, he is simply unable to withstand the blessing of trillions of rule gods.

Zhang Qian himself understood this point. This blessing only lasted for a moment, and during this moment, a flash of inspiration came to him and he already had a way to deal with it.

Swish!
The blessing of the trillion rule gods dissipated, and Zhang Qian instantly withdrew from that state of omniscience and omnipotence. Four divine swords with murderous aura emerged around his soul. They were the four divine swords of killing and trapping.

As soon as the Four Zhu Xian Swords appeared, they flew up to meet Yu Fushi's sword shadow.

hum!
A buzzing sound was heard in Zhang Qian's soul space, and a Zhuxian sword formation emerged, covering Yu Fushi's sword shadow.

Four sword gates rose up in the space of the soul, which could be infinitely large or infinitely small. The four sword gates of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation became as huge as thousands of miles, and gushed out innate chaotic sword energy like a tide.

Ding ding dang dang...!
However, what surprised Zhang Qian was that such a huge amount of innate chaotic sword energy rushed towards the sword shadow, but it just passed through it without affecting the sword shadow at all, as if the sword shadow was really just a false illusion.

However, although this sword shadow was not affected by the innate chaotic sword energy, it was pierced by the four supreme sword intents of killing, trapping and destruction.

The invisible sword intent surrounded the knife shadow, stabbing wildly, making a violent roar.

The swords collided. Zhang Qian was in his home court and had the support of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, so Yu Fushi's sword shadow was immediately at a disadvantage.

Yu Fushi outside had a grim expression on her face. She was already cold as ice and became even colder, with an attitude that said "no strangers allowed".

Her mind was connected with the knife shadow, so she naturally saw everything that the knife shadow had experienced, saw the terrifying Zhuxian Sword Formation, and felt the terrifying power of the four supreme original sword intents of Zhulu, Xianjue and Jue.

The murderous aura of these four kinds of sword intent was so strong that she found it incredible. These were simply the most terrifying sword intents in the world, and there were four of them.

At this time, Zhang Qian also vaguely understood the mystery of Yu Fushi's sword. His soul looked at the sword shadow besieged by the four kinds of sword intents of Zhu Lu Xian Jue and said, "This sword should not be prepared for me, right?"

(End of this chapter)