Tian Zhidao sat cross-legged, tempering his sword intent to the extreme, and an unreal sword condensed with sword intent emerged around him.
The swords screamed and screamed, echoing each other on the peak. There were eighty-one swords in total, which was the ultimate number of nine and also represented the state of perfect sword intent.
I don't know what Shen Yifei would think if he saw this scene. The pure sword realm he had been pursuing was actually realized in the incarnation.
A stream of light descended, revealing Ji Kunpeng's figure.
The moment he appeared, dozens of sword shadows trembled slightly, and the sword tips pointed at the incoming person.
Although it is a sword, you can still feel the biting edge.
The sound of rustling footsteps sounded, and Ji Kunpeng walked towards the path of heaven. As he moved, the shadow of the sword also moved.
"I never thought you could cultivate your sword intent to this extent!"
With a cry of admiration, Tian Zhidao opened his eyes, and the surrounding sword shadows turned into sword intent and disappeared between heaven and earth.
"What's wrong? What's his... state now?" Tian Zhidao stood up and asked.
"It's better than expected. I'm not possessed by a demon, but a new personality has been born. I hate the three religions and... Su Huanzhen!"
Ji Kunpeng said with a smile.
"This should prevent indiscriminate killing."
Hearing the words "Su Huan Zhen", Tian Zhidao didn't react. He put the undefeated clothes around his waist and walked towards him: "Are you looking for me for something?"
"There is indeed something about Ghost Blade Xihen!"
Um?
With a slight suspicion, Tian Zhidao recounted what happened that day when Ren Shengsheng showed up and intervened.
"But you think Ghost Blade Xihen is troublesome?"
As he spoke, his hand was already on the sword at his waist.
Ji Kunpeng glanced at Tianzhidao and shook his head. He did not come here to target Ghost Blade Xihen, but just wanted to understand the reason why Tianzhidao failed.
At this critical moment, there is no room for mistakes in the way of heaven. Any changes he makes may become the final cause of defeat.
"There will be losses in the battle. Things have developed so far that they will never return to normal. From now on, you will not take action if you can.
Leave everything to me and Taiyao Huangjin, you should try your best to temper your sword intent and adjust yourself to the peak!"
"You don't have much time, please!"
After clearing up his doubts, Ji Kunpeng went to the Summit of Kings to attend the meeting without even stopping to say goodbye.
Although Ren Pingsheng's appearance was unexpected, it was still a favor. He might be able to provide some help and add another layer of security to the plan. As for Ghost Blade Xihen...
He didn't want to conflict with the Supreme Court.
Therefore, to open Youdu, we still need the three brothers to lead the way to the end of the world. As long as he doesn't come out and jump around, what if we spare his life!
A cold light flashed in Ji Kunpeng's eyes.
Sigh, you'd better control your little nephew!
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Sealing Sword Tower.
The thick stone door slowly opened, and a figure ran out like a wild horse.
The ghost blade Xi Hen, who had just released the sword seal, was galloping towards the distance with smooth movement.
"The day has finally come. I wonder who will be lucky enough to be my first sword sacrificer."
One after another, they roared with joy, gradually getting further and further away until they disappeared.
Tan Xiqi stood on the Sword Sealing Tower and watched his leaving figure, secretly shaking his head.
"Then it's your turn to fulfill your promise...the way of heaven!"
But, where have you hidden yourself?
Playing with the alien consciousness crystal in his hand, Tan Xiqi was not in a hurry. As long as the crystal was still in his hand, the other party would naturally take the initiative to look for him.
...
On the other side, the two sword masters in white who had completed their mission rushed towards Fudo City and were halfway through.
"Someone is chasing us, and his cultivation is not simple!"
Sensing an aura approaching from behind, the sword master in white warned in a deep voice.
Luo Zishang chuckled lightly and stopped.
"Tianji City cannot be exposed for the time being, let's solve it on the spot!"
Hearing the words, Baiyi also stopped. The Demon Swallow Seal appeared under their feet, and the Heavenly Evil Flow Formation was ready.
"It's coming, pay attention!"
As Luo Zishang finished speaking, blood-stained sword energy split from the sky and fell.
The two formed a formation to resist, and the evil wheel of heaven transformed into a curtain of light.
boom!
The sword energy struck the light screen, making a loud noise, and the sword formation faintly collapsed.
"It's so strong, be careful."
The sword master in white reminded.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black-and-white haired Ghost Blade Xihen was already in front of his eyes.
A stream of red light flashed across, and the edge of the Xihen sword pierced the light curtain and reached Bai Yi's throat.
The Tianxie flow formation is good at attacking, and the sword shadow light curtain was broken. The sword master in white was not surprised, he raised his hand to turn into light, and the Heretic Sword flow was used.
Ding!
With a loud sound, the famous weapons clashed, and then the two of them swung their swords like rain, and in the blink of an eye, a thousand sparks of fire burst out from the exchange.
After a brief test of sword moves, the three parties each distanced themselves.
Ghost Blade Xihen Xuanjian looked at the two of them coldly.
"Although I try my best to hide it, I, who have been familiar with Yiqiu Nian and the Wind Trace swordsmanship for many years in Fengjian Tower, can see through your identity at a glance. Take off the mask and use your full strength!"
"Sword Master in White, Luo Zishang!"
"Oh? If you have an origin, tell me your name!"
A dispute over a sword reveals one's identity in one sentence.
Jade Liuyuan took off his mask, revealing a handsome face. Seeing this, the Demonic Sword Wolf also took off his mask. His white clothes were as white as snow, and the cold wind blew a bit of the aloof temperament of Wind Trace.
"Remember the person who killed you, Ghost Blade Xihen!"
"boast!"
With a cold snort, Luo Zishang took the lead in making the move with the jade sword in hand.
The direct descendant of the sword ruffian, Linqiu wields his sword as before, and his Yuan Gong is restrained, showing his steady sword moves.
During the swordsmanship competition, Ghost Blade Xihen suddenly used the Ghost Style move.
"The flow of lonely ghosts. Wandering in a foreign land."
The long sword shouted loudly, jumped up, and slashed the heavy sword towards Luo Zishang's head.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's extreme move came out instantly, and Luo Zishang hurriedly blocked it with his sword.
when!
A wave of air spread around him, and the ground was torn apart by force. Luo Zishang bent his knees, and was immediately shaken by the powerful force and couldn't help but retreat. Blood burst out from the tiger's mouth.
The sword in white clothes rarely stood up to join the battle, and the Wind Mark sword technique came out at random, and the figure trailed a string of white afterimages.
"Well done!"
The opponent's wheels were engaged in a battle, and Ghost Blade Xihen didn't care. Instead, his fighting spirit became even higher.
After Luo Zishang regained his breath, the three of them fought together.
Ding ding ding......
The Ghost Blade Xihen's ghostly steps are erratic, and his swordsmanship is fierce and domineering. In addition, he is familiar with the two people's swordsmanship. With one against two, he still has the upper hand.
During the fierce battle, Ghost Blade Xihen made a mockery.
"Is this the only way... Then Yi Qiu Nian will really die in peace!"
"To be able to say this means that you don't know the old man well enough, let alone me." Luo Zishang's sword moves continued as usual.
His tone did not take Ghost Blade Xihen's words to heart at all.
Trash talking is also a fighting skill. When used properly, it can cause quite a shock to the opponent's heart.
"Can you two combined be as good as Wind Scar?"
Seeing that Luo Zishang was not affected, Ghost Blade Xi Hen drove away the two of them with a sword, then turned his target to the sword master in white.
"Stop talking nonsense, the wind will leave its mark."
With a deep voice, the sword master in white merged with the sword, turning into wind and passing through the ghost blade's traces.
"The autumn wind and frost fall into the water and the weather becomes cold."
Luo Zishang used his sword moves to coordinate.
Two sword beams, one from the left and the other from the right, came towards Ghost Blade Xi Hen, but they saw Ghost Blade abandon the sword and turn into a palm, and when the Yuan Gong was mobilized, a stream of scarlet air spurted out.
"Sha Yu Xie Man!"
The tip of the sword pierced into the airflow and was blocked for a moment. Ghost Blade Xihen seized the opportunity and kicked Xihen's sword to fly up while jumping up to hold the sword. Dugui Liuying shuttled between the two.
[The Secret of Ghost. Evening Slash]
The figure turned into a cloud of ghost mist, and Luo Zishang felt his eyes flicker. The bright red sword edge had penetrated into his chest, and then the ghost energy spurted out, and he flew backwards.
"Luo Zishang!"
Seeing Luo Zishang being injured, Bai Yi raised his eyebrows angrily and used his ultimate move in an instant.
【Remnant Sword Shadow】
As soon as he stepped on his footsteps, several afterimages appeared, with the same movement, stabbing at the ghost blade Xihen.
But when I saw Ghost Blade Xihen's long sword piercing the ground, the sword stabbed out like the ground, and the afterimage disappeared immediately after being attacked.
Looking at the white-clothed body, the Ghost Blade Xihen swung out a sword, as heavy as a thousand swords.
when!
With his strength weak by three points, Baiyi took a few steps back. Without waiting for his body to stabilize, he stepped forward again and raised his sword again, with a furious sword movement.
"The wind sword walks without a trace."
"Are you getting crazy? Very good, let's see how crazy your speed can be!"
A look of excitement appeared on Ghost Blade Xihen's face.
The long sword was released and rotated around the body, bringing up the surrounding airflow and turning it into a boundless storm to form a natural battlefield of wind.
"Dugui flow. Zero world swirling sky."
In order to stimulate the fight, Ghost Blade Xihen actually took the initiative to create a favorable battlefield for the sword master in white.
In the center of the storm, two people were facing each other from afar.
"The sword is about calmness in pleasure."
Feeling a trace of wind in the sword realm, Bai Yi whispered in a low voice, holding the sword in his hand, the wind condensed into reality, and the sword light turned into a blade and spun out.
"This is exciting enough!"
Seeing Bai Yi pushed to the limit, Ghost Blade Xihen's eyes became even more intense.
"A lonely ghost flows. On the run."
"Wind Scar!"
After a fierce confrontation, the sky and the earth went dark, leaving only white marks and bloody light passing by alternately.
The collision of power and speed, a move of life and death, after the smoke disappeared.
The wind stops and the sword breaks!
Click!
His strength was even greater, and the Heretic Sword broke with a sound, and at the same time a stream of blood mist spurted out from the neck of the white clothed man.
ah!
"Ha ha ha ha......"
Ghost Blade Xihen laughed loudly, showing his wild and wild attitude.
"The next one is you. The shame of defeat will be punished by the Ghost Blade!"
He raised his hand and took the two pieces of unusual music into his hand, then sheathed his sword and strode away.
After he left, the blood-stained and arrogant figure suddenly fell down, and the world was silent.
After an unknown amount of time, two short figures came near the battlefield. When they saw the familiar two people on the ground, Qin Jiaxian exclaimed.
"It's the sword master in white and Luo Zishang!"
Without waiting for a reaction, Ye Tuling rushed towards the two of them.
After some inspection, Qin Jiaxian looked ugly.
"Bai Yi... is dead!"
"Luo Zishang is still breathing." Ye Tuling on the other side shouted.
"Quick! Send him to Fudo City for treatment."
Qin Jiaxian shouted quickly.
Immediately, the two of them held Bai Yi and Luo Zishang in their arms and ran towards the immovable city in a hurry.