Li Tianlan is rising, and the Sky Light Sword is falling.
Except for Li Tianlan and Qingwu, it seemed that no one or anything could feel that extremely faint aura.
Far away in the horizon.
That aura was so indifferent, as if across an unimaginable distance, it appeared and disappeared in an instant. With Li Tianlan's current strength, he was not even sure whether it was a sword aura.
Li Tianlan, condensed with the Sky Light Sword, had already rushed into the battle at Imperial Arms Mountain the moment his true form rose.
The power surging from all directions tore at the surrounding space crazily. The figures of Tianhai Wuji and Yagyu Kuraizumi intertwined. The light of the swords intersected and shone. The fierce killing intent enveloped the Tianguang Sword for the first time.
Everything on the battlefield seemed extremely normal.
And at the moment when Wang Xiaoyao was attracted by Li Tianlan, Wang Yue Xiange, who had gradually fallen into passivity, suddenly burst out with all his strength.
She now indeed has peak invincible strength.
But it is undeniable that due to her injuries, she is no longer Wang Xiaoyao's opponent.
She didn't want to be a burden, let alone a bargaining chip in Wang Xiaoyao's hands, so she had to seize every opportunity she could or even just possibly seize.
The cicadas chirped violently, and the sword light that was about to be suppressed by the faint sword light suddenly lit up. Wang Yue Xiange, who had only one arm left, strode forward and rushed directly towards Wang Xiaoyao.
Nine of Swords: Dusk.
As if the actual sword energy was tearing apart the surrounding sword light, Wang Yue Xiange's figure became more determined than ever.
The Cicada Sword kept buzzing, and the moment the sword's light was briefly suppressed, Wang Yue Xiange's sword intention suddenly changed.
Sword Eleven·Alluring City.
One sword can conquer the city.
All the sword light in the world shrank in an instant and condensed on the tip of the cicada's chirping sword. Wang Yue Xiange seemed to be driven by the cicada's chirping sword, and like a ghost phantom, he instantly appeared next to Wang Xiaoyao.
"when!!"
Wang Xiaoyao suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously raised the blade in his hand.
The cicada's sparkling sword tip collided with the huge blade of the ancient moon. Wang Yuexian's singer turned his palm slightly and stabbed forward with the long sword with infinite sword energy for a moment, directly cutting a bone-deep line on Wang Xiaoyao's face.
Wound.
The Imperial Soldier Mountain not far away was completely boiling.
Wang Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed, his energy and energy were completely concentrated, and all his attention was placed on Wang Yue Xiange.
"Very annoying."
Wang Xiaoyao suddenly said: "You are very annoying, so I can only send you on your way first."
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The dark night beside me suddenly shook.
A clear shattering sound sounded without warning.
Wang Xiaoyao, whose body was tense, waved the blade without any hesitation.
Everything around is shattering.
That's real fragmentation.
The huge blade waved out a flawless circle in the night, and the space of hundreds of meters nearby turned into true nothingness as the blade passed by.
The wind and snow are directly evaporated.
The night was completely shattered.
Absolute darkness and silence enveloped Wangyue Xiange for an instant.
Driven by this knife, Wang Xiaoyao's body retreated hundreds of meters and happened to stand on the edge of the broken space.
His whole body was glowing, and the sword light condensed by the huge power became more dazzling than ever before.
Beyond the horizon is the bright moon.
Without any hesitation, Wang Xiaoyao stood on the edge of the broken space, raised his hand and suddenly threw out the Qiangu in his hand.
In the pure darkness, the continuously blooming sword light suddenly turned into an extremely pure golden color.
Countless golden rays of light continue to refract in the silent and broken realm.
The huge sword of the ages flew away from his hand.
Every time the blade rotates in the air, it brings out a large golden blade light.
The refracted sword light turned into wisps of light, and the light twisted into blade shadows one after another.
Densely packed.
Almost in the blink of an eye, countless golden lights turned into thousands of blades.
The blades rotated, and one by one they roared towards Wangyue Xiange.
The moment Wangyue Xiange, whose body was in the broken space, stabilized her figure, the shadows of swords in the sky were already in front of her.
Wangyue Xiange's figure began to spin rapidly.
Eight of Swords: Burning Heaven.
The sword energy is like fire.
A halo of nearly twenty meters of sword energy suddenly appeared around Wangyue Xiange.
Her body rotated faster and faster, the scope of the sword aura became wider and wider, and the dense sword aura was entangled in layers.
The huge halo collided fiercely with the golden sword shadows all over the sky.
The aura spreads.
Countless dense knife shadows completely turned into reality the moment they came into contact with the halo.
A large blade shadow was swept away, and Wang Xiaoyao stood there, motionless.
His body became the center of the shadow of swords in the sky.
The shadow of the knife that was swept away spun back to him, and then rushed towards the halo of light again.
The golden sword light illuminated the entire night sky.
Wang Xiaoyao's figure stood in the center of the golden light, extremely gorgeous and majestic.
The halo surrounding Wangyue Xiange is getting wider and wider.
There are more and more golden knife shadows, and they are getting faster and faster.
The endless golden swords seemed to cover the entire night sky, constantly consuming the sword energy around Wangyue Xiange.
The range of the sword energy is getting larger and larger, but the degree of concentration of the sword energy is constantly decreasing.
Wang Xiaoyao raised his palms expressionlessly.
The huge eternity roared back into his hands.
Wang Xiaoyao held the blade, and without wanting to waste any time, he swung his palm violently.
The golden knife shadow covering the entire world became completely crazy.
The sword light in the sky rushed towards Wangyue Xiange like crazy, was swept away, and then rushed back at a faster speed.
Wangyue Xiange's spinning figure became more and more laborious, and the aura of sword energy around her began to dim.
Lost.
The results are obvious.
She deceived her body and allowed herself to temporarily possess the power of peak invincibility. She didn't want to be a drag, but even so, she still lost.
The breath of Wangyue Xiange began to decline.
The golden sword light that filled the sky in front of her was like a torrent, so vast that it occupied her entire field of vision.
Wangyue Xiange, who always had a calm expression, took a deep breath.
Her voice suddenly rang out in the entangled light of knives and swords.
"I can lose."
She said calmly: "But..."
Her body stopped spinning.
The surrounding sword energy aura began to be squeezed by countless sword shadows in an instant, and the aura became smaller and smaller and thinner.
Wangyue Xiange looked as usual.
Her remaining arm held the cicada and held it upright in front of her.
Raise your sword to your eyebrows.
The aura on Wangyue Xiange suddenly became very calm.
It's like the calm before the storm.
Her voice slowly grew louder: "You can't win either."
The endless golden knife shadow completely submerged her.
Wangyue Xiange closed her eyes.
Her expression became soft and peaceful, with a little nostalgia.
A picture from the past keeps flashing in my mind.
Her breath suddenly began to change.
It's like Wang Yuxiange suddenly changed into another person.
Twenty-Four of Swords·Fifteen of Swords·Reincarnation.