He was bombarded from the high altitude of Yuanshen Sea and blasted all the way back to Yun Temple.
Sitting on the divine chair at this moment, Sikong Jingke's soul manifested body was obviously much weaker, and it actually felt a little transparent. The red talisman sword spirit he held in his hand also clearly faded.
Boom! The palace door suddenly closed.
He forcibly closed the Yun Temple!
The remaining light of the cave gold plate was shattered outside the Yun Temple, and it could no longer be invaded.
Sikong Jingxiao achieved Divine Presence several years earlier than Jiang Wang, which gave him the confidence to come forward and teach Jiang Wang a lesson.
No matter how talented he is, he still has to face the gap of time. And how can he, Sikong Jingke, be the best among the best, surpassing his peers?
But in the struggle at the soul level, he has no power to fight back!
That door…
That ancient portal is truly terrifying.
With the 30,000-year inheritance of Jiange, he could of course find the secret technique of the soul that could compete with it, but the requirements were too high and he was not able to master it.
How difficult is it to practice this level of divine soul secret technique? How long did it take for Jiang Wangcai to achieve divine presence? How rich is this person’s divine soul foundation?
It was too late to regret or doubt at this time. He had to win this victory, otherwise his personal face would be ruined, and the majesty of Jiange would also be damaged!
Therefore, he immediately chose to close Yun Temple
, no longer collide head-on with the soul.
Then he opened his teeth and boldly moved the Yun Temple at the risk of damaging his origin! Boom!
In the Yuan Shen Sea, this majestic palace rose directly from the sky, roaring with wind and thunder, causing the world to boil. In the majesty of this shaking world, the Yun Temple directly hit the ancient door of the sky, and it was really threatening to burn both jade and stone.
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Jiang Wang's Six Desires Bodhisattva originally wanted to step out of the Heavenly Palace and end the struggle between souls, but at this moment, he suddenly took a step back, pulled out the entire Chaotian Palace, and withdrew from Sikong Jingxiao's Yuanshen Sea.
The Yun Temple sits above the Yuanshen Sea, and it has total control over the human body and the four seas. It cannot be moved lightly.
Sikong Jingxiao even moved the Yun Temple, hurting himself first, then attacking the enemy, making it clear that he would fight to the death at the soul level.
If the two of them were fighting to the death this time, he would not be afraid of a head-on fight with Sikong Jingxiao. But this time it was just a matter of swordsmanship, and killing Sikong Jingxiao would definitely not work. If they continued to fight head-on, no one would be able to control the consequences.
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So he chose to withdraw first.
Anyway, at the soul level, one of them won first, and Sikong Jingxiao was seriously injured, so the situation was already favorable.
In the entire Shantai Square, what the Jiange disciples saw was such a scene - their senior brother Sikong Jingxiao had just grasped the famous Red Talisman Sword, and had just had the sword intention to soar into the sky, and the Red Talisman sank into the sword.
Indescribably majestic.
The Marquis of Wu'an of Qi State cast a cold look, and before he even drew his sword, Senior Brother Sikong Jingke looked up and spat out a large mouthful of blood!
How to be as cold as a knife?
The light in his eyes is heavier than the light of a sword!
Jiang Wang actually severely wounded their senior brother with just one look.
It really sends chills down one's spine!
"It's the soul, it's the battle between the soul and the winner." A senior brother with a higher level of cultivation explained aloud.
But the junior brothers and sisters around him obviously couldn't get comfort from this explanation. The word victory or defeat made people panic, and they didn't even see the fighting process... Senior brother was defeated now? Of course not!
Sikong Jingxiao's eyes were burning with such intense emotions.
He did not hesitate to rape Nayun Temple, but also wanted to expel Jiang Wang from the world of spirits. How could he be willing to admit defeat?
While returning to his original body and spitting blood on his back, countless ancient sword talismans flew out of the blood-like body created by the Red Talisman and circled around the body.
He refused to suppress the instinct of vomiting blood, and would rather lose face in front of his junior brothers and sisters, just to build a counterattack as soon as possible, and to win!
Holding back the pain of being wounded in his soul, he tightened his grip on the sword and strengthened his sword intent.
The sword talisman surrounding him roared out, charging straight at the opponent, roaring like a dragon!
It was a torrent of countless bloody sword-shaped runes. Hui carried an unimaginable sharpness and filled the distance between him and Jiang Wang in an instant.
boom!
Before the sword talisman rushed and fell, there was a circle of fire that surrounded the body and expanded rapidly.
The fire domain spread out in Shantai Square in an instant. Jiang Wang pressed the Bi Fang Seal with his left hand, and the one-legged divine bird looked up to the sky and sang. The rules of the fire domain were suppressed by the sword energy.
Countless flame sparrows were reborn in the fire domain, pecking at the sword talisman crazily. The flock of flame sparrows blocked the river of sword talismans.
Jiang Wang himself followed closely behind the flame sparrow and suddenly drew his sword!
A sword makes frost and snow clear.
Countless frost-white sword threads rushed towards the sky, screaming and hitting the torrent of sword talismans.
Countless flame birds were shattered and extinguished, and the fire exploded, heating up the fire realm.
The sword threads penetrated each sword talisman one after another, and the remaining force was not exhausted, and it was still killing Sikong Jingxiao.
At this moment, Sikong Jingxiao turned around from the posture of spitting out blood on his back. His eyes burning with the flame of victory stared at Jiang Wang, and the sword intention of the snow was at its maximum at this moment.
The clouds in the sky opened, and a dazzling ray of sky fell!
No, where is the light from the sky? It is clearly the light of the sword!
Sikong Jingxiao specializes in the ultimate swordsmanship, Wuxin Heavenly Sword Jue!
Its speed was too fast and its power was too powerful. Almost at the same time it appeared, it had already arrived at Jiang Wang's fire domain, and resolutely penetrated the fire domain and penetrated the afterimage of a blue cloud.
It wasn't that Jiang Wang's movement was faster than the sword light of such a powerful Heavenly Sword, but that he had already rushed towards Sikong Jingxiao before that. The whole person shuttled freely in his own spiritual realm, and in the flame bird,
Among the afterimages of sword threads and sword talismans, there is a thrilling stroll and then a sudden turn.
Sikong Jingxiao couldn't tell whether this was a coincidence or prejudgment.
But the opponent is approaching, and the opponent's spiritual realm has collapsed, but this is a fact that he must face now.
Then a sword sound suddenly sounded from the position of his heart.
His body seemed to have become a broken porcelain, hovering on the edge of destruction and survival, with countless sword lights shooting out from his body.
At that moment, he seemed to have become the sun condensed by the sword's light.
The spiritual consciousness entangled the sword energy, and his Wuxin Sword Domain also spread out in an instant!
He was on tiptoe, holding a red talisman sword in his hand, advancing instead of retreating, facing Jiang Wang!
In a small space, fighting to the death with swordsmanship, what is he afraid of?
But at this time, Jiang Wang's footsteps stopped.
He was like an arrow that had left the string, but stopped in mid-air.
At the same time, the entire fire domain mercilessly crushed Sikong Jingxiao.
The spiritual realm collides with the spiritual realm.
Use the Fire Domain to crush the Wuxin Sword Domain!
How could Jiang Wang let go of the victory or defeat decided at the soul level and the advantage gained?
Why did he expand his spiritual realm to fight back the first time he returned to his roots?
If Sikong Jingxiao could not move to the spiritual realm, he would naturally have a huge advantage.
As soon as Sikong Jingxiao's spiritual realm opened, he directly collided with his spiritual realm. The spiritual consciousness first killed him in the sea of souls, and then in the real world, leaving Sikong Jingxiao unavoidable.
Perhaps the usual Fire Domain may not be able to overwhelm the Wuxin Sword Domain too much. Although Jiang Wang's spiritual consciousness is powerful, Sikong Jingxiao has been operating for a long time.
But under the premise that the soul has been injured, Sikong Jingxue simply cannot give Wuxin Sword Domain enough support!
The damaged spiritual consciousness is his injured leg.
And Jiang Wang stepped on the injured leg! Poof!
Sikong Jingxiao spurted blood again, but stood firm and refused to retreat.
Only when spiritual consciousness interferes with the present world can the collision of two spiritual realms occur. It is about the path, the rules, and the foundation of spiritual consciousness. Normally, the process of two spiritual realms fighting is slow.
It is necessary to fight for it inch by inch. Otherwise, even a party with a strong spiritual realm will easily fall into the opponent's carefully constructed spiritual realm.
It's like when two armies are fighting, each needs to be cautious. However, Jiang Wang, having gained the absolute spiritual advantage, directly mobilized his army and swarmed forward. Sikong Jingxiao, however, had no time to avoid it.
In this collision without any tricks, Sikong Jingxiao's Wuxin Sword Domain was directly crushed! His spiritual consciousness was injured again, and he was already a little dizzy, and there was an afterimage in his eyes!
No! How can this be done? Sikong Jingxiao roared in his heart.
Part of his heart cracked silently, and an ancient aura emerged.
That is the magical power that he relies on most. It has made up for the regrets and completed the flowering. He will use this to regain life and death!
Bang!
But his whole body was in mid-air, bowed like a shrimp, and the light of supernatural power spread around him.
But it was Jiang Wang's merciless kick that hit his heart. With the body of Tianfu and five rounds of magical light, he crushed the light of his magical power to pieces, causing his magical power to disappear temporarily.
Failed to break out!
"Death!" Sikong Jingxiao's eyes were in a trance, and the light of his magical power had dissipated. The severe pain made him unable to grasp his original intention, but he still forced himself to point forward!
The terrifying light from the Wuxin Heavenly Sword Technique suddenly fell from the sky!
This is such a fierce and powerful sword style.
It was him, Sikong Jingxiao, who exerted all his strength and made a terrifying struggle.
But in the sight of so many people at the scene, Jiang Wang just strolled forward calmly.
That day, the sword's light completely lost its accuracy. It fell from Jiang Wang's side and penetrated into the ground of the mountain platform.
, leaving a bottomless hole as thick as a little finger.
Not even a hair was damaged.
Jiang Wang strode forward, appearing confident, powerful, and fearless, but his movements were cautious. With a push from a distance, while Sikong Jingxiao's spiritual consciousness was scattered and his body was unstable, he also added the five sense hell to seal off his five senses.
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Sikong Jingxiao had already entered a state of despair and ignorance.
He couldn't grasp the trajectory of Tianchuang's sword light, couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't catch Jiang Wang's figure...but he felt that Chawang was approaching him.
He tenaciously captures the possibility of fighting and continues to condense the light of supernatural power.
Bang!
Continue to be crushed by that boot that condenses the light of heaven.
"Die! Die!
He gave up all protection for himself and used his remaining strength to once again trigger the foreshadowing he had buried in the sky since the beginning of the war——
He was supposed to be strolling leisurely, calmly admiring his opponent's embarrassment in the Wuxin Heavenly Sword Duel.
But now there is only the horror of Tianguang losing his accuracy again and again.
The light of magical power is constantly being shattered, and the sword light is constantly missed.
He retreated all the way, staggered all the way, and refused to fall all the way.
He is not willing to give in!
He didn't even have time to display his sword skills, the true power of the Wuxin Heavenly Sword Art was not fully revealed, and his magical powers were not revealed.
But once the spirit level was defeated, the whole battle turned out to be like a landslide!
He knew clearly that he could no longer hold on, but he still refused to give up.
Some Jiange disciples couldn't help crying when they saw this scene.
Maybe it was the inspiration in the dark, or maybe God couldn't bear Sikong Jingxiao's efforts, so he gave him a chance.
Finally, a ray of light from the Heavenly Sword fell in the right direction, piercing straight towards Jiang Wang!
A horizontal line opens between heaven and earth. A horizontal line that divides life and death, and resolves grudges.
It’s Jiang Wang’s ray of hope!
The sword light of this heavenly sword was blocked by Sauvignon Blanc. This was a human sword style. After evolving again and again, it had a sharp edge that could cut off cause and effect. It was easy to cut through a mere sword light.
Too many times.
Sikong Jingxiao was struck by the light of the Heavenly Sword too many times.
With Jiang Wang's ability to capture knowledge, there is no longer any suspense in judging its landing point at this time.
This is a casual sword
, what was crushed was Sikong Jingxiao’s remaining hope.
Many Jiange disciples could no longer bear to watch. Jiang Wang, however, strode forward:
"Kneel down!"
He raised his foot and swept it directly towards the crook of Sikong Jingxiao's leg!
Regardless of whether it is a senior brother from Jiange or a long-time Shenlin monk, if I say I want to beat you until you kneel, I will beat you until you kneel!
At this moment, a terrifying pressure suddenly came.
Sikong Jingxiao moved more than ten feet out of thin air and distanced himself from Jiang Wang in an instant.
"Junior, don't go too far!
With this sound falling on Shantai Square
, is a man carrying a square bamboo hat on his back, wearing a black silkworm coat, and the cuffs of his left arm are empty.
"I've met the sword master!"
The Jiange disciples in Shantai Square prostrated themselves one after another.
The person who will appear here at this time to save Sikong Jingxiao is of course Wuxin Sword Master Tu Anli, one of the five sword masters of the Jiangge.
The most eye-catching thing is his brow bone.
Like two dangerous peaks protruding, there is a sharp feeling that they are about to break out at any time.
This makes his eyes extremely oppressive.
At this moment, he was standing in front of Sikong Jingxiao, his eyes as cold as murder.
This person is a real person in this world, and a very powerful real person in this world. It won't take too much effort to kill the good hopes he has now.
But Jiang Wang looked at this person sideways and just smiled:
"It is the tradition of the Sword Pavilion to defeat the young and bring up the old! I would like to ask this sword master, if you were also defeated, wouldn't it be the pavilion master's turn to step in?
"Wonderful!" Qianqian, who was lying on the back of the white bull, although he was still a little weak, clapped his hands and praised:
"What a sword pavilion, one can be connected to the other, it's really infinite! The inner palace comes here and the war god comes, the god comes and fights the cave, Wangji Tianmen, so this is what it means!"
Anli's brows sank, and his murderous intent suddenly aroused, so much so that the white bull fell to his knees: "How wanton!"
"You are so presumptuous! Jiang Wang poked Anli in the face with his finger and said unceremoniously: "A mere old sect, sitting trapped in a dry mountain, will abandon the world! How dare you bear the beard of a hegemon?!"
"If I give you dignity, I will come to ask for swordsmanship. If I don't give you dignity, my army will collapse!"
At this time, Bai Niu was kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of fear, and he was already rolling down in embarrassment. Bai Yuxia's face was miserable, and Chu Mo's eyes were confused. Only Jiang Wang.
Not only did he not retreat, but he strode forward, as if he was holding his sword and stabbing his opponent in the heart.
Face to face with Anli, the unintentional creator:
"I am the Marquis Wu'an of the Third Ganhu of the Daqi Empire. I have been ordered by Zheng Ruanxuan, the Supervisor of Drinking Heaven, to come here to worship the mountain and learn swordsmanship! Give me your courage! Can you try to touch me today?!"
At this time, the entire Shantai Square was speechless for a moment.
Bai Yuxia, a descendant of the famous Bai family in the Yue Kingdom, is considered to have a very high vision and a lot of knowledge. At this moment, he was staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
Jiang Qingyang, who used to be the best in the world on the river viewing platform, today points his halberd at a real person in this world and yells about what he means by being a tyrant.
What is a weapon?
This chapter has been completed!