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Chapter 722 Killed and Enslaved!

Although memories are long.

To reality, just a time of thought, under Yun Jiansheng's full strength, the black sword light was shining, and there was no sign of rags. The sword body actually showed a little transparency!

boom!

boom!

Just that momentum.

Then he suppressed the power of the Divine Pyrona Punishment again!

"how?"

Yun Jiansheng's tone reappeared, "This sword may kill you?"

Piro remained silent.

first!

He felt fear in his heart.

This sword.

He was not sure at all to catch it, or even he himself was unwilling to admit it... he probably couldn't!

"Don't worry."

The sword has reached its peak.

The black sword also perfectly carried his sword intent.

But he did not draw his sword.

"Since it is the last sword, if you don't give your all, won't you leave any regrets?"

What!

Piro almost lost his composure!

Such a powerful sword, a sword that even he could hardly stop was not fully used yet?

That complete sword.

It should...

boom!

Just as I thought of this, the sword posture changed again!

Although there was only the phantom left, Yun Jiansheng, who was still extremely dazzling, had his light shining on his body at this moment and instantly dimmed. In the replacement, he felt a sense of depression and depression.

In my mind.

The past scenes reappear.

...

With the price of life paid by the sect leader and the previous swords down, he led the remaining half of the Xuantian Sword Cultivator to break out of the siege.

Before leaving.

He once looked into the distance.

When he saw her, he was restrained by the Xuanji Ancient Saint Dao people, with a sad face and could not even speak.

only.

There was no need to speak between the two of them. With a glance, they could understand what the other person was thinking.

He saw her eyes.

I also understood what she wanted to say.

"I'm waiting for you!"

"Thousands of years, thousands of years... I will always be here, waiting for you to come back!"

That time.

It was the last time the two met.

Since then.

There is no more amazing Yun Jiansheng in the world, and there is another old blind man who is surviving.

...

"well……"

A sigh rang out.

Then, all the sword intent that he realized when he was defeated was immersed in the black sword. Although the sword spirit was only born and extremely young and ignorant, and Yun Jiansheng was not its real master, it still decided to cooperate with him with all his strength.

, accompany this respectable sword cultivator to go through the last journey.

It's like ice water encountering strong oil.

In an instant!

The black sword trembled for a moment, and directly burst out with a powerful force of annihilation!

Silently.

With the long sword as the center, the surrounding space was annihilated in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Piro was affected!

Divine power.

Divine power.

godhead……

Even the power of the divine punishment is difficult to resist this power!

only.

The black sword itself did not suffer any damage at all. It actually perfectly carried these two completely opposite sword intents, and also carried... Yun Jiansheng's strongest attack in history!

Visible to the naked eye.

His body dissipated inch by inch, but he still did not draw the sword. Instead, he stared at the black sword, as if he had some insight.

"I see."

After a moment.

Only one-third of his body remained, and he suddenly smiled relievedly, "It turns out that this is the ultimate sword technique I pursue!"

The time of life and death.

But he finally realized his ultimate swordsmanship!

The words fell.

The power of annihilation on the black sword disappeared instantly!

Disappeared together.

There are also those two completely opposite sword intents.

The long sword returned to its original appearance again. The sword body was dark and simple, but compared with the past, it had a more harmonious and free meaning, and the Tao followed nature.

"this……"

Seeing this scene.

When Pirobi saw the two completely opposite sword intents, he was even more disobedient. The first time he had a hint of fear appeared in his expression.

"What kind of sword is this...?"

"Sword of Nature."

Yun Jiansheng smiled, "The mountains and rivers rise and fall, the tides rise and fall, life has joy and sorrow... All kinds of things in the world are the great way, and the word Tao is just natural."

"This sword."

He glanced at Piro.

"You can't pick it up, and you don't have to pick it up."

The words fell.

His body completely disappeared, and Piro's tens of thousands of feet began to slowly collapse!

at the same time.

The sword formation that blocked Zhongzhou also disappeared.

No need anymore.

Everything is silent between heaven and earth!

Even some strange existences deep in the forbidden area were completely dormant, and they did not dare to anger Yun Jiansheng at this moment!

Buzz!

The black sword trembled slightly.

A trace of Taoist falls down instantly.

Wherever the Tao Yuan reaches, every grass and a tree are a sword, the mountains, rivers and rivers are a sword, the sun, moon and stars are a sword, and all things in the sky are... all are swords!

The way of nature is nothing but everything.

The sword of nature can transform all things into swords!

...

For a moment.

The remaining monks in this continent all felt the sword of nature, and they felt a vague feeling of facing the great way.

Human race.

Demon Clan.

Local monks.

Outland monks.

Without exception, they all bowed deeply to the sword intent!

...

Western Desert.

Under the suppression of that ubiquitous sword intent, Yuntu did not dare to move at all.

In his hands.

There was endless sadness flashing in Chongming's eyes.

"Xiaoyun..."

far away.

Gu Han held back the sadness in his heart, bent down and bowed to Zhongzhou to the end.

"Great gift...sen!"

...

Zhongzhou.

In front of Piro, there seemed to be only that black sword, but it seemed that everything in front of him replaced all the laws of heaven and earth.

The strength he was proud of was no longer effective. Facing this sword of nature, he was obviously tens of thousands of feet tall, but this was the first time he felt extremely small!

"Rise...Sword."

Vagistically.

Yun Jiansheng's voice came over again.

Buzz!

The black sword was shaken, with endless natural sword intent, instantly passing through Piro's eyebrows and completely disappeared!

Where did you go?

No one knows!

...

Divine Realm.

Nearly boundless, primitive and rough, with extremely strict classifications of levels!

boom!

Rumble!

In a state of peace, a long black sword instantly broke through the barrier of the divine realm and rushed in!

“Bold!”

A god with a height of magnitude was furious.

"Who dares to trek into my divine realm!"

"Yun Jiansheng!"

The long sword trembled slightly, and Yun Jian's calm voice fell instantly, "You owe my fellow disciples 136 lives. Today... I'm here to collect the debt!"

After saying that.

The boundless sword intent was sprinkled, and I don’t know how many gods’ lives were taken away!

boom!

A tall figure of a hundred thousand feet fell down, wearing a gorgeous costume and a crown on his head, with vast power and boundless divine power!

"Samo God is here!"

The gods cheered!

In a moment.

Cheers turned into fear.

"Samo God is dead!"

God is good too.

It's okay for ordinary gods.

Wherever the sword tip points, it will turn into a dead place. Until the sword intent is exhausted, Yun Jiansheng will stop killing. The sword tip is raised lightly, pointing to the bright moon that coexists with the divine realm.

"The stuff is good, I want it!"

...

This day.

The God King Piro died in the human world, and the divine blood was sprinkled into Zhongzhou and it lasted for a long time!

This day.

Yun Jiansheng understood the intent of natural swords, led by Piro, rushed into the divine realm, and killed Samo God Lord. I don’t know how many gods died under his sword!

This day.

The blood feud of Xuantian Sword Sect will be repaid!

...

Very equal to the ancient world.

On the top of the mountain.

A beautiful figure stood here. Although the scenery here was so beautiful, she never looked at it, but just looked into the distance.

She is waiting for someone.

I've been waiting for a thousand years.

Although she still didn't wait, she firmly believed that she could always wait until he came back.

Suddenly.

A breeze swept by.

A ray of love blew up her and brought a ball of light to her.

Inside the fog.

It is a beautiful moon.

If you like the breeze, I will pick the breeze for you.

If you like the bright moon, I will pick the bright moon for you.

Unfortunately, I cannot come in person.

Then I use the breeze as a guide to bring you this bright moon.

"yes……"

Her body shook slightly, her eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes were instantly filled with vitality, and she looked at the bright moon in a daze, "Is it you..."

Not finished speaking.

I was already crying.

A wisp of breeze is given to the beautiful woman.

The bright moon sends lovesickness thousands of miles away.

The breeze and bright moon are coming, but the world is missing.

She suddenly felt a little scared, afraid... she would never wait for him.


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