Jiang Qiansong watched Li Tianlan draw his sword.
The sword edge of the fallen star shines brightly enough to drive away the darkness.
Mountains and rivers are forever silent.
This sword is neither fast nor slow.
But it just gives people a feeling of being unable to dodge.
The world is quiet.
Extreme silence is nothingness.
Nothingness is reality.
The sword light on the sword edge of Fallen Star is also very real.
The reality is a blur.
In the vast illusory sword intention, everything is not relative to each other.
Not relative to fast, nor relative to slow.
That sword is right there, and speed and slowness are meaningless.
Only the most real and most illusory sword seems to last forever.
The mountains and rivers are eternally silent and the rainbow is endless.
The rainbow in the night is full of light for thousands of miles.
The silver sword light enveloped the Fallen Star Sword, swallowed up Li Tianlan, and covered the ancient castle. The extremely dazzling sword light became brighter and brighter.
Jiang Qiansong's pupils lost the shadow of Li Tianlan.
The night falls again after the absolutely dazzling light.
The light is still there, but it is extremely concentrated in an instant.
The infinite light shrank together, getting brighter and brighter, but getting smaller and smaller.
The brighter the light, the darker the shadow.
The whole world has become a battlefield between light and darkness.
Everything around him seemed to have completely disappeared.
A vast expanse of light seemed to cover the world and finally completely condensed on the sword edge of the fallen stars.
Jiang Qiansong's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.
The nearly brilliant sword light that dazzled in the darkness began to extend. The light was extremely small, but the brightness was absolutely blazing.
Li Tianlan, Jiang Qiansong, black ghost.
Falling stars, nine feet of red dust, dark sword light.
Everything seemed to be connected together by this extremely heavy and extremely bright sword light.
Speed, distance, and even time have completely lost their meaning.
Jiang Qiansong quietly stared at the sword light in the darkness.
He didn't know how long had passed.
The moment the sword intention lights up, time no longer flows relative to each other, and speed no longer interacts with each other.
All things are relative, and all things are not relative.
This is Li Tianlan's full-strength sword at his peak state. Where the sword's intention is permeated, everything is more like a world than a realm.
A world that was completely unfamiliar to Jiang Qiansong.
He cannot adapt to the reality of this world.
He still prefers the world as everyone knows it.
In the world that everyone lives in, time flows relatively, fast is faster than slow, slow is slow relative to fast, light rises relative to falling, darkness falls relative to rising, advancement versus retreat, and retreat versus retreat.
Even if it is still when moving forward and backward, it is still when moving forward and backward.
That is a world where everything is relative.
At this time, in the absolute silent void, the moment seems like eternity, fast is slow, slow is fast, in a void, there is no everything, and there is no relationship.
Reality and fiction.
So is this sword real or an illusion?
Jiang Qiansong cannot adapt to such a world, so when the sword light shines, when the sword light converges, when the sword light spreads.
From beginning to end, he didn't make any reaction.
If everything is not relative, then any reaction will no longer be meaningful.
Jiang Qiansong's eyes were in a trance. The sword brought him panic in the absolute silence and nothingness, leaving only shock and a hint of understanding.
What is a genius?
Only those who have absolute dominance in an era can be called geniuses.
Those who can lead the progress of martial arts in an era are the geniuses.
Hundreds of years ago, in their most glorious period, the proud ancestor of the Wang family in Beihai and the ancestor of the Lin clan were both powerful in the world.
From that time on, the Dark World began to have the four realms of martial arts and the realm of invincibility.
Today, hundreds of years later, in this sword, Jiang Qiansong seemed to see a glimmer of the possibility of transcending the realm of invincibility.
Darkness continues to spread.
The sword light on the sword edge of Fallen Star began to spread forward, never blooming, the light condensed to the extreme and spread straight.
It's like a ray of light that breaks the night.
A rainbow.
Very small, but extremely brilliant.
It is not a sword that covers everything.
This sword is a point of extreme concentration.
Tiny rays of light traveled across the sky, tearing apart the night, almost ignoring space.
The sword light gathered into a line and pierced the nine-foot-long mortal realm filled with dark sword light.
There is no distinction between weak or strong.
This is a sword that is absolutely condensed yet very casual.
It doesn't matter if you stab it at any point.
Because Li Tianlan firmly believed in the power of his sword.
Indestructible.
Nothing is broken!
This is the first time that Li Tianlan has determined his own path and used his sword with such full force since he became a minor in martial arts.
Unprecedented concentration and dignity.
No matter what.
Looking forward with great strength and pure sword intent.
Eternity is like a moment.
Li Tianlan's body tensed to the limit in an instant.
Bones pull on muscles, and muscles tear on blood vessels.
Blood came out from all over his body.
A faint cracking sound seemed to resound within the body.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of Li Tianlan's mouth, and a difficult-to-grasp vein in his body seemed to be unable to withstand the force of the sword and was broken inch by inch.
The next moment, the brilliant sword light that was condensed to the extreme suddenly flew out and landed on Jiang Qiansong's domain.
The realm in the darkness was silent for a moment.
The expressions on the faces of Jiang Qiansong and Ni Gui were completely frozen.
The next second, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly echoed through the mountains and fields.
The realm and sword light were completely shattered.
The entire space completely shattered and exploded.
The empty and quiet void spreads in the power of chaos.
The nine feet of red dust and the dark sword light completely disappeared.
Only the light still exists, so real and so sharp.
forward.
Keep moving forward!
The light is like a pillar.
From light rays to light beams.
The sword's intention has begun to disperse, but the remaining power of this sword still carries a killing arrogance that can tear apart everything.
This is a young edge that has not appeared in Central Continent or even the entire dark world for hundreds of years.
One sword is proud of the world!
The remaining power of the sword light is mighty.
The nigger instinctively came to Jiang Qiansong.
But not in front of him.
Instead, he hid behind Jiang Qiansong.
Jiang Qiansong raised his arms.
At this moment, all his defensive methods were almost useless.
Rekovia Castle burned all the energy to completely erupt the laser weapon at once.
Countless masters took action at the same time, and all their forces were destroying his field.
At the moment when his field was at its weakest, Li Tianlan drew his sword directly.
A long rainbow.
Even he had a hard time reacting to the sword light extending forward in an instant.
He couldn't possibly count on a nigger.
Although the black ghost is also invincible, he has given up all his defense power. Facing this sword, even the remaining power is enough to make him fall.
The only thing Jiang Qiansong could do was to barely raise his arms.
He held a metal plate in his palm.
The metal plate suddenly opened when the sword light penetrated it, turning into a shield that could protect the vital parts of his upper body.
The shield instantly shone when faced with the condensed sword light.
Jiang Qiansong raised his shield and faced him.
The sword light comes into contact with the shield.
What sounded was not the sound of collision, but the clear sound of breaking.
The shield that Jiang Qiansong could carry with him was completely torn apart by the sword light almost instantly.
The sword light, which was so subtle that it was difficult to detect, passed through Jiang Qiansong's arm.
Jiang Qiansong's body shook violently, and a large amount of blood suddenly burst out from his entire arm.
Jiang Qiansong's face turned a little pale, and his blood-covered arms trembled slightly.
He raised his head and looked at Li Tianlan.
Without the illumination of the sword light, Li Tianlan looked extremely illusory in the darkness.
His face was equally pale, and there was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
But in a daze, Jiang Qiansong suddenly felt that Li Tianlan was even more calm in this state than before.
Li Tianlan took a step forward.
His eyes are pure and focused.
Only the craziest killing intent.
Jiang Qiansong took a deep breath and suddenly made up his mind.
In the current situation, he has many choices.
For example, he suppressed Li Tianlan and asked the black ghosts to kill Qingfeng Liuyun and the masters of Lakevia. Finally, he eliminated Li Tianlan and cooperated with Lakevia again.
Or let the nigger collide with Li Tianlan and destroy the entire castle himself.
or...
There are many possibilities, none of them easy, but there is a real chance of success.
But at this moment, Jiang Qiansong suddenly gave up all his plans.
His eyes were a little angry, but eventually they calmed down and became very firm.
Because things had reached this point, he suddenly found that many things were meaningless.
Li Tianlan already has a deep connection with the Chiang clan in South America.
And Li Tianlan...
Not to mention the future, even the present is terrifying and unbelievable.
Jiang Qiansong was certain of winning this round, but when he separated from Nigga, he was not sure that he could keep Li Tianlan.
As long as Li Tianlan is alive, what's the point even if the South American Chiang Kai-shek regains the right to cooperate with Recovia, or even finally wins the chaos in Eastern Europe?
Of course, Li Tianlan might have been miserable at that time.
But Jiang Qiansong was not sure that Li Tianlan would definitely die in that state.
After all, there is the Palace of Reincarnation behind him.
There are even a large number of forces in Central Continent that support him.
Li Tianlan is immortal.
The future of the Chiang clan in South America is the end.
This is the simplest logic.
All the twists and turns in Jiang Qiansong's mind suddenly became clear and straight.
He looked at Li Tianlan and spoke slowly.
"Ghost."
The nigger responded and walked to Jiang Qiansong.
"Be with me!"
Jiang Qiansong said in a low voice: "Kill him!"
This is Jiang Qiansong's decision.
The benefits after annexing the Rekovian family.
Prospects after winning the chaos in Eastern Europe.
Everything disappeared in Jiang Qiansong's mind at this moment.
It doesn't matter.
But now, he has a more important goal.
During this trip to Eastern Europe, even if Chiang Kai-shek in South America would fail or even gain nothing in the end, it would be acceptable.
As long as he kills Li Tianlan, this will be the biggest gain from Chiang's trip to South America and Eastern Europe, even better than the cooperation with Rekovia.
So at this moment, Jiang Qiansong wanted more than just victory.