Above the capital, the black and white sky suddenly shook.
Immediately afterwards, two extremely sharp sword lights fell down in shock!
call!
The golden light from the dark night, accompanied by a roaring dragon roar, exploded through the sky!
Whoosh!
The green light that started in the daytime flashed out with a flash of black lightning, shocking thousands of miles away!
Click!
The two sword lights rushed forward and collided head-on.
There was a loud bang, and the entire capital within a hundred miles could not help but tremble!
The sword energy soared into the sky, setting off a huge wave of shock, and the sky everywhere couldn't help but ripple again and again!
Taoist Tiyun knew something was wrong and had already hid a hundred feet away, but he was still shaken by the waves of energy.
Fortunately, these two people may have had some scruples. All the sword waves were suspended in the air, and the hundreds of thousands of people kneeling below were all unscathed!
Taoist Tiyun hurriedly suppressed the sea of qi and fell back to the ground, looking up with worry and expectation.
I saw that in the sky, the night and day, which had just been separated, had long condensed into one place. There was white in the black, and black in the white. The clouds were billowing, and the waves were surging into the sky, looking like chaos!
Click, click, click...
Waves of thunder kept rushing out from the chaos!
Clang, clang, clang...
The sounds of swords rang out from the smoke clouds, flying continuously in the air!
Obviously there were only two swords in the chaos, but the sound was like thousands of troops galloping to kill!
Obviously there were only two people in the smoke, but the bursts of flying light looked like the victory of the immortal king and the god king!
when!
Following a clear and long sound with a long sound.
The thousands of noises in the chaos suddenly fell silent.
There is peace for hundreds of miles around!
The thunder light faded away and the clouds dispersed.
In the clear blue sky, there is a golden sun hanging.
Below the golden sun, two figures stand in the air a hundred feet apart.
Lin Ji held a sword in one hand and pointed forward from a distance.
There was blood oozing from the other arm that was hanging slightly, and the half-sleeved green shirt had already been dyed bright red.
The ribbon that bound her hair had long been broken, and her long black waterfall-like hair was flying wildly in the morning breeze.
Far away at the other end, Xuanyuan Taixu's purple robe was flying, and a layer of light yellow aura was covering his head.
"Hahahaha..." Xuanyuan Taixu glanced at Lin Ji, suddenly burst into laughter and said, "So what if you come out from the whole territory? So what if you are the chosen one? Nothing more than that!"
"Do you think you can defeat me after understanding the rhyme of Haoran's sword?"
"The Haoran Sword of Lan Ting was just taken from a corner of the Dao Yun of 'Tianxia'! But I am of the bloodline of the Holy Emperor, inherited from the Taoism of 'Tianxia'! How can you, a kid, beat me?!"
"Did you see that?! I am the real chosen one, the master of destiny for all living beings! Who do you think you are? How dare you swear by heaven! Now I will call you this arrogant child,
Do you need to know what destiny is?"
Saying that, Xuanyuan Taixu's expression condensed and he slowly raised his sword again.
Taoist Tiyun’s heart skipped a beat!
He secretly wondered: "Is it possible...that Fellow Daoist Lin lost?"
Then he thought: "Hey! This is not an accident!"
Although Taoist friend Lin is extremely talented and lucky, he has reached the pinnacle of Taoism in just a dozen years.
But after all, Xuanyuan Taixu had achieved success a long time ago.
Although the peak is only half a step away, it is as if it reaches the sky!
Fellow Daoist Lin... Even though he is defeated, he is still glorious!
It’s just a pity!
Even if he is given another thirty to fifty years, Xuanyuan Taixu may not be able to take advantage!
I really don’t know how this guy can live for so long? Is the blood of the Holy Emperor that strong?
"Huh?" Taoist Tiyun was sighing with regret, but when he looked up, Lin Ji had put away his long sword and looked at him with empty hands and a smile.
Taoist Tiyun knows very well that as a monk at the pinnacle of Taoism, what does it mean to be injured physically?
The spiritual energy is exhausted and the cultivation level is severely damaged!
It seems that Lin Ji can't use another sword no matter what!
But the half-grown Holy Emperor's bloodline on the other side, even though he was far less tired than before, was still able to fight again!
"No! I can't sit idly by and watch!"
As soon as he thought of this, Taoist Master Tiyun rose into the air, grabbed his sword tightly and guarded Lin Ji, saying: "Fellow Taoist Lin, please leave quickly!"
Lin Ji turned to look at him and said gratefully: "Taoist Master, thank you very much, but..."
"Go quickly!" Taoist Tiyun urged, "Without me, Tiyun, this world would still be Jiuzhou! Without you, Lin Ji, everything would be over! Hurry up..."
Taoist Tiyun was speaking quickly, but he saw Lin Ji looking towards the opposite side with a smile on his face: "It's okay, look!"
Taoist Priest Tiyun followed Lin Ji's fingers and saw that Xuanyuan Taixu, who was far away on the opposite side, was still the same as before, slowly raising his sword.
But his two arms couldn't help trembling, and even his body couldn't help swaying with the passing wind.
Looking at it like this, let alone slashing with another sword, I'm afraid I can't even stand in mid-air!
"He was more seriously injured than me." Lin Ji laughed, "He was just bluffing to trick me into escaping first!"
When Taoist Tiyun heard this, he suddenly realized: This decisive battle in the imperial city was so huge that it was not just Tiyun and the hundreds of thousands of people in the city who were waiting to watch and wonder about the outcome!
The two fought until both sides lost, and it was hard to tell the winner. Whoever escaped first would naturally lose!
Xuanyuan Taixu's sword was raised above his head, and he gritted his teeth and said arrogantly: "That kid, come on, come on! Take another hit from my sword! Even if you die under my Xuanyuan sword, you will be considered a virtuous ancestor!"
"Bah!" Lin Ji snorted coldly and stepped out past Taoist Tiyun: "You old man actually has the nerve to mention the word 'Xuanyuan'? How great is the Holy Emperor? And how great are your descendants?
Despicable? If he knew better in heaven, he might personally kill you, a shameless scum!"
Lin Ji walked in the air with his hands behind his back, approaching Xuanyuan Taixu step by step and continued: "Holy Emperor Xuanyuan cut the dragon's veins and sealed the demon world. He protected the country of Jiuzhou for millions of miles! What he did is so majestic!"
"Driving away demon dragons, sealing ghosts and Buddhas, he has passed down the Taoism of the world, and his mind is so magnificent!"
"And you!" Lin Ji took off his sleeves and shouted angrily, "Seeing the chaos in the world and the loss of life for all the people, you have been hiding! You have been sitting idly by and watching the crisis of the mirage wall and the invasion of the demons! But you have been standing by!
How can a person who is so mad and resentful for his own selfish thoughts, so indifferent to all the people in the world, selfish and incompetent, have the dignity to falsely claim to be the descendant of Xuanyuan, the descendant of the Holy Emperor?"
"You keep talking about the blood of the Holy Emperor and the descendants of Xuanyuan, but how can you have the slightest heart for the world?
"Although Lin is not of Xuanyuan bloodline, he can honestly say that he is worthy of the world! He is worthy of the hearts of all people!"
"Bah! How dare you, a shameless person who has forgotten his ancestors and lost his virtue, a despicable villain who is bluffing, still want to scare away Lin and dominate the world? The chosen one who came from all over the world is now replaced by Lin.
Senior Holy Emperor will clean up the house except for you old bastard!"
With that said, Lin Ji suddenly took a step forward.
Only three feet away from Xuanyuan Taixu, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed it straight at the edge of the sword.