Chapter 428 Half Saint

Level 70, which is the realm of half-step saint, is called half-saint.

Strictly speaking, Xiang Wuhui is still a cultivator within the range of the sixth-turn venerable, and has not yet completely broken into the seventh turn.

But his attributes are far more than ordinary venerables...

This is because he is an elite.

It is generally difficult for a lower-level human in a copy world to become an elite, unless he is refined into a living puppet or a monster.

Monsters are easily judged as elite monsters and gain a lot of attribute bonuses.

Just like the head of the Shanling Sect, Yue Chenshan.

It is almost impossible to rely on one's own cultivation to gain recognition from the world rules and become an elite existence.

But this sword venerable, he did it.

Ni Shuang's eyes were sharp, Jiang Yunqing also began to buff everyone, and Ji Yao was even about to start summoning soul monsters to join the battle!

The old man came up and urged the sword marks to form a cage, surrounding everyone, and they naturally wanted to take action.

Su Ming only felt sweating.

If you anger this old sword master, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape.

His strength is definitely one of the best in this world.

Su Ming immediately winked and whispered.

"Ni Shuang, Ji Yao, Yun Qing, don't do it yet!"

Everyone's eyes condensed, and they quickly restrained their skills.

Su Ming stepped forward and said to Xiang Wuhui.

"To the senior, please unlock this sword energy cage." He clasped his fists and bowed, with a respectful attitude.

Xiang Wuhui stood up, dusted off the dirty Taoist robes covered with dust, and said expressionlessly.

"You have to promise me that you will get off the mountain, and then I can unlock this sword energy cage..."

"Hiss... Wait."

A bit of surprise suddenly flashed in Xiang Wuhui's eyes.

"Boy, do you know who I am?"

He approached Su Ming and asked with a frown.

Because Su Ming just said something to the senior, accurately saying his last name!

"Of course, the senior had already dominated the world a hundred years ago, and the elegant scenes of beheading demons and eliminating monsters were copied into paintings."

"Although you are no longer in the world, your legend is everywhere in the world, and I recognized you at a glance."

Su Ming smiled indifferently, and a series of flattery moves, which can be said to be heart-touching.

It's a pity that Xiang Wuhui is a pure cultivator, and it is naturally impossible for him to be dizzy by such praise.

He just raised his head and drank a sip of wine, smiled slightly, and looked at Su Ming.

"Haha, kid, you are quite smart."

"You are really good at flattering."

"It's a pity that this demon tower is a forbidden place that determines the fate of the world. As long as you promise not to leave, I will still not let you go." He shook his head and said.

He was a little drunk on his face, and his words were not polite at all, but from beginning to end, he never killed Su Ming and his party.

So Su Ming can be sure that this old senior is indeed a decent master of Shushan, and he can negotiate!

This person's sword cultivation must be able to give me some pointers.

For this kind of sword master, you must be sincere and wise, not brute force.

"This demon tower, I don't have to go in."

"I came from afar, I have no ill intentions, I just want to explore the essence of swordsmanship, and I want to come to Shushan to learn from a master."

"But I didn't expect that this place is already a wasteland..."

Su Ming said, his face became extremely sincere.

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Wuhui smiled unrestrainedly.

"Hahaha, kid."

"You were not so polite when you ignored my dissuasion on the bridge just now."

He flicked his sleeves and said loudly.

Su Ming frowned slightly when he heard this...

No wonder the old sword master's voice was so familiar.

It turned out that the voice on the illusory bridge that dissuaded him from returning was left by this senior.

"Could it be that the formation was also left by you?" Su Ming asked doubtfully.

Xiang Wuhui shook his head.

"That formation was left by my senior brother."

"He knew that the Shushan Sword Sect had been destroyed and no one was there to reinforce it, so this demon-suppressing tower could not suppress the monsters inside forever."

"It is necessary for sword cultivators from the outside world to enter and help to suppress and kill them."

"So, he left me an entrance formation in the secret realm of the Shushan Sword Sect."

"However, he miscalculated one step, that is, the demons are not fools. They have slaughtered human sword cultivators and burned sword techniques in recent years, almost killing a generation of sword cultivators."

"Nowadays, there should be few sword cultivators in the human race, right?"

He looked at Su Ming and asked leisurely.

Su Ming nodded.

Xiang Wuhui had never left the mountain, but he was almost right about 80% of what happened in the world.

He is worthy of being a half-saint of Shushan.

He should also be proficient in the method of calculation.

Xiang Wuhui's senior brother...that is, the last head of the Shushan Sword Sect before its demise.

So it was the formation left by that person...

Su Ming was a little surprised.

No wonder the traces of the sword formation are so exquisite and natural.

That person is a true sword saint with the strength of the seventh rank!

But this is a B-level copy, and a cultivator at the level of the seventh rank saint is unlikely to appear. He can only be a historical figure.

So that person should have died in the last battle of the Shushan Sword Sect.

This also made Su Ming curious. What happened that year that caused the seventh rank sword saint to die?

There was a subtle sigh in Xiang Wuhui's eyes.

"The human sword cultivator has become extinct."

"In that case, the formation he left behind is completely causing trouble for me!"

As he spoke, Xiang Wuhui's face became a little unhappy.

"Fortunately, the formation can only be opened once."

"After you get out, no one can come in again."

"Let me wait for the seal to be broken, and then die together with these monsters."

He looked at the sky and said indifferently.

He made a conclusion about his sacrifice lightly, but without any excitement.

This is truly putting life and death aside.

He had no intention of teaching swordsmanship at all, nor did he mean to let Su Ming stay here.

Xiang Wuhui's attitude was very firm.

But Su Ming was not desperate.

He just smiled slightly and said with a slight smile.

"Senior... Aren't you curious about how we got in if there is no sword cultivator among us?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Wuhui's eyes condensed slightly.

"Hmm?"

"Boy." He looked at Su Ming suddenly, and there was a slight fluctuation in his expression.

"Hearing what you said, does that formation have to be opened by a sword cultivator?"

After that battle, Xiang Wuhui practiced and guarded in front of this demon-suppressing tower for more than a hundred years.

He had never checked the formation because his senior brother did not tell him the location of the formation, fearing that he would destroy it.

Xiang Wuhui had always wanted to sacrifice himself and perish with those demon beasts, and did not want the younger generation of outside cultivators to come in and die.

So the sword saint Wei Tianhai arranged the formation in a very secretive way and did not tell Xiang Wuhui the exact location.

Su Ming nodded solemnly.

"That's right."

Since the formation was not left by Xiang Wuhui, then he had something to say.