At this moment, Xiong Ba's heart was filled with endless feelings of frustration.

There was even a faint hint of black energy all over his body.

Obviously everything is going very smoothly, he has divided the situation, obtained the alms bowl from Dongfang's mouth, unified the three elements, and greatly increased his strength.

Everything is happening according to all his plans.

As long as he defeats Dongfang, he can gain the approval of destiny and step into the supreme position of martial arts.

But it was only a little more than two months, and everything changed in an instant.

The alms bowl became the sacred stone that prevented the catastrophe.

The Sword Master's body was obviously decayed, but his strength grew rapidly, as if a vast world of sword energy was crushing him out of thin air.

Not far in front of him were four divine monks who came to kill him in the name of slaying demons.

The strength of each of the four divine monks is extremely powerful. With the four of them working together, even the newly formed Sanyuan Guiyi is not sure of victory.

"In the end what happened?"

Xiongba's mind seemed to have been taken away, and he couldn't believe it.

But at this moment, the body of the sword master below was filled with endless sword intent, surging like the vast sea.

"Buzz..."

The sky and the earth suddenly lit up, as if a scorching sun was rising from the Sword Master's body.

The sword intent all over the sky seemed to have found its source, and instantly gathered together to form an ethereal figure, flying in the air.

"That is?"

Xiongba's eyes widened in disbelief.

It was as if I saw two sword masters, one of whom had no vitality at all, as if he were dead, and was in a strange situation.

It looks like life but not life, it looks like death but not death.

Standing on the stairs, motionless, he could only feel a will connected with the phantom of the sword master in the void.

"Buzz!"

The silhouette of the Sword Master in the void trembled slightly, his eyes like two scorching suns, unprecedentedly bright, staring straight at Xiongba.

Then it turned into a phantom and swept up the stairs like a long dragon.

Its speed is extremely fast, like a ball of dazzling lightning.

Wherever he passed, everything came to a standstill, as if he was trapped in a strange space, and he couldn't feel the passage of time at all.

Even the sound of the wind around had stopped, and the fluttering flags had stopped for an instant, still maintaining the same posture as when they were floating in the wind.

All the Tianxiahui disciples holding weapons in their hands were stunned on the spot, with only a pair of eyes showing endless fear.

All of them were unable to move, but their thoughts were still active.

"what happened?"

Everyone became more and more frightened and had no idea what was happening.

If someone takes action at this moment, they can kill everyone almost effortlessly.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

The four divine monks were equally sluggish, motionless on the spot, with only the shining light in their pupils showing deep disbelief.

It seems impossible to believe that there is any sword technique that can make space still and restrain everyone's actions.

"I can't even move...but I can move!"

Standing on the side of the first floor of the world, Dongfang's body was also sluggish, and the long cyan skirt that was originally floating around her body was also stagnant.

But his mind can still function, and he can even still perform his own magic.

Just because his technique also relies on the power of the soul.

He even had a feeling that he could use magic to suppress the Sword Master.

Although it may not be possible to suppress the vast sword energy, at least it is not impossible to resist.

"It turns out this is the Yuanshen, like a god or a demon!"

"Using the vast sword intention to carry consciousness, turning it into the soul of swordsmanship, and using the spirit to control the sword, this is the prototype of a magical power, a powerful magic of swordsmanship!"

Dongfang's eyes flashed as he looked at the Sword Saint Yuanshen passing by in the void.

Like a demon, he instantly approaches Xiongba.

The illusory palm was raised, using its fingers as swords. Sword 1 to Sword 22 were all merged into one, turning into a terrifying sword move, piercing Xiong Ba directly.

As a powerful hero of the generation, Xiong Ba was naturally unwilling to suffer such a defeat, and he had already reacted when the Sword Master swooped up.

Use the three elements to unite the mighty power of heaven and earth into one body, and display the three-point divine finger.

It's a pity that the finger force passed through the sword master's soul and was unable to cause any damage.

And just as this finger power burst out, Xiong Ba's body instantly became sluggish and motionless, with only his pupils filled with fear.

He watched helplessly as the sword finger of the phantom sword master pressed directly against his chest.

"boom!"

At that moment, Xiong Ba only felt a sharp and vast sword energy, like a bone-scraping blade, passing through his body.

Xiongba felt that with the flow of the sword energy, the vitality in his body was becoming more and more unrestrained.

"No! I won't give in! I won't give in!"

Xiongba roared in his heart, but it was still to no avail. He could only watch helplessly as the sword finger of the sword master's shadow sank into his chest bit by bit.

As long as you touch your heart, you will be like a god descending to earth, and you will definitely die.

"I can not be reconciled!"

Xiong Ba felt unprecedented despair and unwillingness in his heart. He felt death approaching little by little, and the black energy around him became more and more intense.

With a strong sense of unwillingness, despair, and evil intentions, it blended into his body.

"When I use the Zhenzi Jue, the space will be still for a moment... Is this a characteristic of the power of the soul?"

Looking at all this, Dongfang's mind was spinning wildly.

Exquisite thoughts, exquisite and clear thoughts, you can see the true meaning.

You can know the writing at a glance, take a glimpse and understand its true form.

At this moment, Dongfang suddenly understood that Zhenzi Jue was actually the use of Yuanshen's method.

It's just that his soul at the moment has not been fully conceived, so it can only be called a technique.

Once the soul is conceived, every move will be like a god, and thoughts will move to suppress the world and control the vitality of the world, which can be called Dharma.

At this moment, the Sword Master has obviously unleashed his whole body's potential, and even overdrawn everything. Based on the vast sword intention, he forcibly used the twenty-three swords.

This brilliant sword is destined to flash like a meteor because of these overdrafts.

Even if he kills the tyrant, the sword master will fall completely.

"Twenty-Three Swords... Swordsmanship at the level of the soul!"

Dongfang's body remained motionless, but his mind began to make crazy deductions.

From the Sword Master's move of Sword Twenty-Three, Sword One, Sword Two, and Sword Twenty-Two are continuously restored.

Although it is different from the swordsman's swordsmanship, it is deduced from the Eastern Holy Spirit swordsmanship.

"No...it can't be called Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but my Dongfang Invincible Sword Technique!"

"I can also perform this move with the power of my soul. If I don't overdraw my soul, it may not be as powerful as Sword Twenty-Three, but it is still somewhat powerful!"

"One style of swordsmanship, beauty's swordsmanship..."

The thoughts in Dongfang's mind were rolling. Based on the sword intention, combined with the power of the soul, it was integrated into the Holy Spirit Sword Technique he had comprehended, and gradually turned into two techniques, integrated into the soul in the Xu Dan.

His one-style swordsmanship and the meaning of beauty's swordsmanship are based on the artistic conception of perfection.

And his artistic conception has long been integrated into his consciousness and turned into the prototype of his soul.

Now it's like comprehending the two magical arts of swordsmanship, it's a matter of course, without any obstacles at all.

"One sword technique is an explosion, and all sword moves are combined into one technique. This technique is called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One!"

"When I get the Ten Thousand Swords and return to the sect in the future, maybe I can still integrate into it!"

"And beauty's swordsmanship contains the utmost murderous intent in its softness and beauty. It is mainly based on charm and illusion, so it is called charm swordsmanship!"

Feeling the comprehension of Sword Twenty-Three in his mind, with Eastern understanding, he integrated all of this into his own swordsmanship in just the blink of an eye.

It turned into a technique on one's own soul.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One Style, Charming Sword Style!"

"It is at least 50% to 60% as powerful as the Sword Master's move. If the soul is overdrawn, it will be even stronger!"

Dongfang exhaled slowly and looked at the Sword Master again, only to find that the Juggernaut's illusory soul body suddenly shook and began to dissipate little by little like a punctured balloon.

Even the binding power of the surrounding souls is weakening little by little.

Dongfang subconsciously looked towards the foot of the mountain and saw Bu Jingyun walking past the sword master with murderous intent on his face.

"My magical power is no match for Heaven!"

Dongfang sighed slightly, if the sword master succeeded in killing Xiong Ba, then this sword was destined to be famous throughout the martial arts world.

"It's okay, I was the one responsible for this catastrophe in Xiongba."

"If I die, all my hard work will be in vain!"

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