A wisp of Qingming sword energy erupted at Su Peng's fingertips.

This wisp of Qingming sword energy was only a little light, a faint blue color. At Su Peng's fingertips, it seemed like a little flame that could be extinguished at any time.

However, this little blue flame has an indescribable feeling. The blue flame that jumps in the wind seems to never extinguish!

This wisp of Qingming Sword Qi is not something from this world!

Su Peng looked at the Qingming sword energy at his fingertips, gently waved his fingers, and pointed at Shi Daoxin in the air.

"go!"

Su Peng spit out this word from his mouth.

The next moment, this wisp of Qingming sword energy had already flew out from Su Peng's fingertips.

And just as the Qingming sword energy left Su Peng's fingertips, under Su Peng's body, the disciples of at least six thousand sects felt their weapons trembling, as if they were no longer under control!

Ninety percent of these disciples use swords, but at this time the sword behind them could not be controlled and they automatically took off their scabbard and flew out!

"Clang!"

"Clang clang!"

Countless swords, breaking away from the scabbard and rising into the sky!

These swords seemed to have their own spirituality, and as if thousands of swords returned to their sects and worshipped their kings. The swords of six thousand in the sky formed a sword formation in the air, surrounding the wisp of Qingming sword energy, as if worshiping the emperor in the sword!

Not only that, within a radius of tens of thousands of meters in the entire Futu Mountain, there were warriors using swords. Their swords were uncontrollably flying into the sky. Then, in front of the trace of Qingming sword energy released by Su Peng from the Dakong Temple of Futu Mountain, they formed a sword formation.

There are only two swords in the entire Futu Mountain that did not obey the summoning of this wisp of Qingming sword energy. One is the sword in Xu Daoqi's hand, and the other is Dugu Sheng's black iron heavy sword.

"Is this... the Forgetful Sword?"

When Su Peng saw this scene, he thought to himself.

Although he used the Forgetful Sword, once he made a move, this move would not be under his control.

The Forgetful Sword. But it is not just what Su Peng saw at this time!

There are more than 10,000 sword-using warriors who came to Futu Mountain today. However, due to their identity, some people cannot go up the mountain at all. However, they are wandering around, and their swords are now summoned in the air by the wisp of Qingming sword energy.

This wisp of Qingming sword energy has gathered all Su Peng's internal strength and spirit, and condensed all the sword intent. It seems to have its own spirit. Although it is Su Peng's will to draw the sword, it seems to have its own spirit!

At this moment, this wisp of Qingming sword energy was as active as a child. It seemed to be saying: "It's almost done... Then come with me!"

Just as ten thousand swords were gathered above the Dakong Temple in Futu Mountain, this wisp of Qingming sword energy began to break through the air and slowly flew towards the phantom of the colorful glazed Shakyamuni Buddha in the air.

Although its speed was slow at the beginning, it was getting faster and faster, and within a short 100 meters, it reached its ultimate speed!

And those swords began to collapse automatically and burn down under this extremely rapid acceleration...
Chapter completed!