This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1050 - 53: I Have 1 Sword, Capable of Opening Heaven

The sumr grass is like erald threads, the southern mulberry trees hang low with green branches.

When you long for the day of return, it is the ti of my heart’s anguish.

The spring breeze, unfamiliar, why does it co into my curtain?

Li Qiubai returns to Chang’an, facing the Great Xia Imperial City, hailed as the largest city in the Human Realm.

His expression calm and serene, he gazes into the city.

Inside the city, everyone lifts their heads to look at the figure in the azure robe outside.

Xia Xiaoxiao, eyes red, looks at the azure-robed Sword Immortal who is truly angry for the first ti in his life. She seems like a girl sulking, yet both aggrieved and worried.

She worries that Qing King has now beco so formidable that no one can stop him.

Even though she has always trusted Li Qiubai deeply, she no longer dares to hope that he can make the current Qing King yield.

But as soone who is already nad husband and wife with Li Qiubai, Great Xia’s Supre knows all too well her "husband’s" temperant.

A Sword Cultivator like him, once set on sothing, will not change.

"The Sword Immortal is late," originally in despair due to Xia Zhao’s response, the Cultivators of Great Xia see soone arriving from beyond the heavens; initially, they feel unconsciously elated, but imdiately calm down, growing infinitely pessimistic, "If he had co half an hour earlier, before Qing King ascended to Demi-Ancestor, perhaps he could have turned the tide...."

In less than half an hour, Qing King first slew Xuan Venerable, then ascended to Demi-Ancestor.

In this brief ti, many things were decided.

Everyone present feels forlorn as if they have lost sothing, with imasurable pain.

"Now that Qing King has beco Demi-Ancestor, what use is it for the Sword Immortal to personally co?"

Marquis of Anxi gazes at the azure robe outside the city, with a heart full of sorrow.

...

Outside the city.

The azure-robed Sword Immortal stands against the wind, sleeves fluttering, extraordinary.

Finally, Li Qiubai speaks: "Whether or not I’m the Sword Immortal, a trial will tell."

His resonant voice reverberates between Heaven and Earth, a spring breeze enters the city.

Outside Chang’an, beneath the eaves of a three-section courtyard, a wind chi hung by a child rings suddenly and incessantly.

But only the sound of the wind chi is heard, no person tying it is seen.

In Qing State, plotting for thousands of years, possessing unmatched talent in today’s martial way, Qing King has just ascended to Demi-Ancestor, laughing boldly: "I am eager to see how the so-called Chang’an Sword Immortal will fare under my hundred moves?"

Bzzz bzzz bzzz.

At that mont, the Supre Slaughter Spear held in his hand flickers slightly.

"Has the ti co?" No longer needing to hide his strength, Xia Qing’s pupils shine, his left fist thrusts out.

Boom boom boom!

In Chang’an, at the original site of the Tang Tower, each place has a long rainbow falling, enough to make the Sky Do change color.

Following this, the entire ground of Chang’an City radiates light, with golden light rushing out, directly soaring skyward, rging into the Supre Slaughter Spear in Qing King’s hand.

The previously blurred Supre Slaughter Spear solidifies once again, emanating brilliant divine light.

In the era of the Martial Emperor, he could only wield the power of the Annihilating Venerable Formation for half a mont, but now he is Demi-Ancestor.

The tis are different now.

Suddenly, Xia Qing swings the Supre Slaughter Spear,

Divine Fla roars to the heavens, like a celestial being descends with Divine Fire; divine light multiplies, with endless runes constructing one after another Light-transforming Spears, emitting vast radiance mist, flying forward.

The brilliant ray is dazzling, like a Heaven and Earth pressing over, with energy waves terrifyingly large, its aura majestic, shaking this piece of the Sky Do.

Li Qiubai faces this overwhelming force, raises his hand and charges.

Sword Intent rises soaring into the sky.

The clouds above whirl like a tornado.

White clouds and dark skies.

Inexpressibly wonderful.

Li Qiubai uses abundant Sword Intent to induce a Heaven and Earth tornado, forming a funnel shape, like an Azure Dragon dancing, seemingly reaching directly to Heaven’s Vault, continuously skyrocketing, intensifying, forming a white great sword.

But he is not yet satisfied.

Reaches hand upwards again to lift.

"Rise again." he softly murmurs.

Endless white clouds move like sandstorm, like Dragon Snake.

Rising again from thin air.

The Heaven and Earth phenona rise again, never to exhaust or weaken.

A section of Cloud Sword.

Two sections of Cloud Sword.

Three sections of Cloud Sword.

Above the Heaven’s Vault, Li Qiubai uses the power of Heaven and Earth, forms a giant sword with clouds, wielding the vast might of Heaven and Earth, charges swiftly towards the countless Light-transforming Spears.

With a cracking sound, each of those spears explodes, the powerful might of Heaven and Earth entirely disperses, turns into a myriad rays of light spreading in all directions.

Even as they clash in the sky, the powerful aftermath still affects the buildings in Chang’an City.

Many pavilions instantly fly away, like leaves in the wind, insignificant, floating within the storm, then as if struck by thunder, instantly shatter, turning into fine powder.

The spears dissipate, the Cloud Swords also disappear.

Qingming turns clear again.

Xia Qing stands proudly in the Sky Do, his long hair untouched by the fierce wind, calmly says: "To forcibly borrow the power of Heaven and Earth through Sword Intent, thus seizing the force of Sword Immortal, Li Qiubai, is this your Sword Immortal Realm?"

"This thod of seizing the power of Heaven and Earth for one’s own use, you defeated once only because I intentionally hid my own strength."

"In the past, when both in the Eighth Realm, your sword defeated , I admitted inability to match, I had nothing to say.

But now I have ascended to Demi-Ancestor, while you are only at the Eighth Realm, wanting to defeat again, is utterly laughable."

This lone Demi-Ancestor amongst the Human Race Cultivators, eyes sharp, voice like a bell: "Li Qiubai, today I shall grant your wish, and bestow you a defeat."

Li Qiubai remains silent, with a thought, winds rise broadly, yet again three sections of Cloud Sword gather, but this ti not separately forward, instead suddenly converge, forming a long sword that covers the Heaven’s Vault, slashing towards Chang’an, towards Xia Qing.

"Well done!" seeing this, Xia Qing just laughs aloud.