A sharp explosion resounded, and an invisible space ripple spread from the tip of the sword.
Wherever the space wave spread, the space was shattered in vain, and terrifying energy flowed wildly around.
Taking a few steps forward, Huang Wushuang's body passed directly through those terrifying space cracks, grasped the long sword, and swung the sword out again.
Surrounded by flying turbulent space, Huang Wushuang's figure looked so tall.
This sword not only affected the surrounding violent energy, but also affected the terrifying spatial turbulence around it, which also poured down like flowing water.
Seeing this, Huang Lingtian's calm expression finally changed. He did not expect that Huang Wushuang would dare to be so bold and even risk being swallowed by the turbulent flow of space to trigger this sword.
"Wushuang! Do you really want to kill me as your master?" Huang Lingtian said lightly, looking at the turbulent flow of those spaces as if they were air.
Raising his right foot slightly, Huang Lingtian took several steps in succession, and an air sword appeared in his hand. Without any hesitation, the air sword with terrifying sword intent fell down.
The turbulent flow of space and energy seemed so fragile in front of this sword, and they turned into nothingness.
The terrifying energy rebounded, Huang Wushuang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and awkwardly avoided the space crack, landing on the ground. Huang Wushuang's feet left two inch-deep footprints on the ground, and he was pushed straight away for several feet.
Far.
At the same time, a qi sword broke through the qi energy and penetrated directly through Huang Wushuang's chest. Wow, blood spilled out and dyed his martial robe red.
Even though he used his strongest move, he still couldn't do anything to Huang Lingtian. At this moment, there was no real energy left in his body.
Huang Wushuang sighed slightly, life was passing by, and suddenly he looked back, looking at the five peaks of the sword god that had stood for thousands of years, his originally clear eyes also showed a trace of confusion, and a look of farewell appeared in the scattered eyes.
In eyes.
At this moment, Huang Wushuang's mind kept replaying every plant and tree of the five peaks of the Sword God. Over the past few decades, he had spent his whole life in the Sword God Gate!
Huang Wushuang gradually felt that his life was beginning to drain away. The Qi sword not only pierced his chest, but also pierced his heart. The beating heart in his chest had gradually stopped, and what was left was a hazy consciousness.
In his existence and mind, he refused to leave for a long time. His dull mouth opened slightly and he murmured: "Master, I can't kill you anymore!"
Looking at the sky silently, a fierce sword intent still filled Huang Wushuang's body, but he regretted the sword intent.
"Master, who is the person buried on the sword path?" A childish voice sounded in Huang Wushuang's ears.
"Those are the martyrs who sacrificed their lives to protect the Sword God Sect. Wushuang, you must target them!"
Huang Wushuang still remembered Huang Lingtian's gentle words in his heart. At this moment, Huang Wushuang was gradually becoming confused.
Everything in the past is like the moon in the water, and the flowers in the mirror disappear in the countless domineering spatial turbulence.
The setting sun fell, the evening wind was like a sharp edge, Huang Wushuang's thin figure slowly fell to the ground, looking at Huang Lingtian's still cold face, Huang Wushuang felt so hateful!
I hate that I don't have the strength to kill him, and I hate that Huang Lingtian is still on the road of no return.
Once a teacher, always a father, with deep love and deep hatred, it was precisely because of his deep love for Huang Lingtian that Huang Wushuang wanted to kill him, but everything was over.
A line of tears slipped down, passed by the already cold cheek, and condensed into crystal water droplets, swallowing up the memories of the past bit by bit.
The boundless sword energy drowned Huang Wushuang's figure. At the last moment of his life, Huang Wushuang softly chanted: "What a joy in life, what a sorrow in death! Master, I hate you so much, I wish I could kill you!"
When the blood and tears were gone, Huang Wushuang felt the darkness coming. At this moment, his vitality had been exhausted, and what was left was endless darkness waiting for him.
Holding the sword proudly, Huang Wushuang pointed his sword towards the sky and shouted: "What a pity!"
The sword that fell to the ground suddenly shot up. Huang Wushuang held the sword in vain. With the last of his consciousness, Huang Wushuang swung the last sword.
This is an intoxicating sword light. This sword contains Huang Wushuang's soul, sword intention, consciousness, and unwillingness.
Man and sword merge into one! At this moment, the sword and Huang Wushuang seemed to overlap and become indistinguishable from each other!
Seeing this, Huang Lingtian sighed lightly, and still swung his sword out. The terrifying sword power destroyed Huang Wushuang's sword.
Boom! Huang Wushuang's figure took several steps back again. Every time he took a step back, hot blood spilled out.
The sword energy passed through Huang Wushuang's body, and the originally thin body turned into blood stains all over the sky and shot out in all directions. The long sword slowly fell to the ground, the sword body trembled, and there was a sad sword chant, and the long sword shattered from the sword body.
It split apart and turned into countless fragments scattered all over the ground, just like the blood gushing out of Huang Wushuang's body, looking so weak. The sword is psychic, the sword is where the person is, and the person dies with the sword, don't you know that people die with the sword!
Death is inevitable in life, but Huang Wushuang passed away with endless regrets. Everyone present was a witness to Huang Wushuang's fall.
A few tears slowly dripped from his turbid eyes. Huang Lingtian looked at the blood on the ground indifferently. With his hands behind his back, he slowly turned around and walked towards Sword God Wufeng. Then he stopped and murmured: "Wushuang,
All the people we meet can be divided into circles. Those who always stand together without being separated by lines are the most important people to you, but you are divided!"
The setting sun was like blood, and Huang Lingtian's lonely figure turned into a phantom and ran towards the Five Peaks of the Sword God, followed closely by the man in black who was overwhelming the sky.
Liu Ruyan stood on Xiyue Peak. At this moment, Liu Ruyan's past water-like expression had been washed away by her tears.
A haggard look emerged, and Liu Yuyan seemed to have lost her soul.
Liu Yuyan looked at Jianya with empty eyes and said calmly: "It's over. The master of Luoxia Peak has bought enough time for you. Now the peak protection formation has been launched! Are you ready?"
Liu Yuyan's voice was dull, but it resounded throughout the five peaks of the Sword God.
"Fight!" A uniform shout came out, and the birds on the branches flew towards the sky one after another.
Several hun martial realm warriors, several fake hun martial realm warriors, no matter how amazing the Sword God Sect's defense is, they cannot withstand the continuous attacks.
Some low-level disciples of the Sword God Sect looked at the man in black who was overwhelming the sky and the endless sword energy!
Around the five peaks of the Sword God, a layer of light mask emerged, and the light and shadow gradually changed, forming the shapes of Suzaku, Qinglong, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Qilin.
The red bird covers the Chaoyang Peak, the blue dragon covers the Sword God Peak, the white tiger covers the Xiyue Peak, the Xuanwu covers the Star Peak, and the unicorn covers the Luoxia Peak.
This is the peak-protecting formation of the Five Peaks of the Sword God. At the same time, its five roars sounded on the sword path of Luoxia Peak. Those five stone statues are the core of this peak-protecting formation.
Countless sword energy surged toward the peak-protecting Taisho like a tide, and the light curtain shook slightly.
If the peak-protecting sword formation is breached, the Sword God's Gate will be greeted with the price of destruction. The Sword God's disciples drew their swords and rushed down the peak.
Due to the formation of the mountain guard, the men in black could not directly pass through the light curtain. Therefore, they gathered at the foot of the mountain and attacked from the bottom up.
Behind them are newborn children and elderly fathers. At this moment, they can only use the sword in their hands to protect them!
A fierce battle started at the foot of each peak. Sword energy was flying everywhere, shouts were heard continuously, and countless figures were rushing from each peak. When a disciple in front fell, several disciples took over to make up for it. In the past days,
These disciples who were not favored by the senior officials of the Sword God Sect moved the senior officials of the Sword God Sect. After the sword was broken, they still resisted the enemy's sharp sword with both hands. They fell down, still holding the enemy's big tui tightly with both hands.
Some seriously injured Sword God disciples blocked the mountain path with their bodies. Although they could only hinder the opponent's footsteps for a few seconds, they did not regret it.
Among the five peaks of the Sword God, Luoxia Peak was undoubtedly the weakest, but they blocked the man in black at the foot of the mountain, unable to cross even half a step.
"Go back, Sword God sets sail!" The melodious singing was accompanied by the shouts of countless disciples of the Sword God. Blood flowed into rivers. Their cultivation was not as good as the other's. The disciples of the Sword God cut off their own meridians one after another, for the sake of short-term cultivation and to protect the people behind them.
Home, they gave up the future without hesitation. The entire sky turned blood red, and even the white clouds on the horizon turned red, making people feel breathless when they looked at it. Under these red clouds, something
They are all dyed red, the sky is red,
The mountains are red, the falling snow is red, and even the cold mountain wind seems to be red.
The thick smell of blood blew from the wind and filled the peaks!
Although most of the elites of the Sword God Sect left with Yue Jingxian, there were still many strong people in the research. Several hunwu realm warriors were able to hold back those men in black with great reluctance. However, the arrival of Huang Lingtian broke the news.
This situation!
The sword energy was everywhere, and with one strike, dozens of Sword God disciples fell, and the defense built with their lives gradually began to collapse!
Countless men in black with profound cultivation skills opened a deep passage like a sharp blade, followed closely by countless men in black. Five black waves headed towards the Five Peaks of the Sword God with terrifying sword energy!
In an instant, like a huge dam collapsing, a violent crowd surged up. Amidst fierce roars and roars, countless men in black swarmed up, approaching each peak!
The setting sun is like the rushing water, tilted as follows, the afterglow is sprinkled all over the five peaks of the Sword God, the ground is blood red, the setting sun is like blood!!.