The sword light, which was more than ten feet long, was bright and dazzling, cold to the bone, and contained an extremely sharp chill.
Neither Ji Tianxing nor the Blood God Son were on guard, nor did they expect anyone to suddenly intervene.
Before the Blood God Son could react, the sword light that tore through the night sky, like lightning, struck its neck fiercely.
"Bang!"
Amidst the muffled sound, the Blood God Son's neck was cut off by the light of the sword, and his head was missing.
The round head flew in the night sky, its eyes still wide open, and its face was ferocious and terrifying.
Although, this injury is nothing to it, and it can recover in an instant.
But it opened its eyes angrily, searching for the attacker.
But before it could see the person wielding the sword clearly, another lightning-like sword light tore through the night and suddenly struck.
"Bang!"
There was another muffled sound, and its round head was split from the middle by the light of the sword, exploding into dozens of bloody pieces.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Immediately afterwards, one after another bright sword lights lit up in the night.
One knife was faster than the other, the dazzling light of the knife was like lightning, the power was violent and fierce, and it was incredibly fast.
In just two breaths, the Blood God Son was struck forty-nine times.
The huge body, which was a hundred feet tall, was chopped into bloody fragments by the light of the sword, which scattered like snowflakes.
Only then did Ji Tianxing see clearly that the person who attacked was actually a young man wearing a black robe.
He has a tall and slender figure, a head full of long black hair, a thin and sharp face, and his facial features are as sharp and angular as a knife or an axe.
His appearance is that of someone in his early thirties, handsome and cold-looking.
Especially those dark eyes, as narrow and sharp as a blade, shining with unparalleled aura.
In his right hand, he holds a black sword about four feet long.
The blade is only two inches wide, sharp and long, and has a somewhat weird shape. It is three-quarters like a knife and seven-quarters like a sword.
What a murderous, cold and sharp young man in black robe!
What a simple, mysterious, cold and strange knife!
It's a pity that Ji Tianxing doesn't know this young man in black robe, let alone meet him.
He could only feel that the black-robed young man's body was filled with murderous intent, just like the knife in his hand.
At the same time, the bloody fragments scattered in the night sky quickly gathered together.
The Blood God Son also wants to regroup his body.
Ji Tianxing rushed over immediately and waved his palm to shoot out a sacred white light that covered the sky and the sun.
"Whoosh!"
The sacred white light enveloped all the bloody fragments, quickly purifying and devouring them.
After a few breaths, the sacred white light shrank back into his palm.
All the bloody fragments disappeared, and the second Blood God Son was completely killed.
Ji Tianxing withdrew his left palm, but did not relax his vigilance. He looked at the young man in black robe with cold eyes.
The young man in black robe had put away the strange black sword, holding the scabbard as black as ink, and walked over with an expressionless face.
He didn't speak, but walked forward with a quick step, looking directly at Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing secretly clenched the Heavenly Burial Sword tightly, accumulating violent mana in his body and ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any time.
He didn't know whether the young man in black robe was an enemy or a friend?
He only knew that the black-robed young man's sword skills were superb and his strength was comparable to that of a strong man who had overcome the tribulation.
This is definitely a strong enemy!
After five breaths, the young man in black robe walked a hundred feet away in front of Ji Tianxing, but had no intention of stopping.
Ji Tianxing held the Heavenly Burial Sword tightly and was about to attack with the sword.
At this time, the young man in black robe took a step forward and stood ten steps in front of him.
An incredible scene occurred.
The young man in black robe knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists with both hands, and bowed respectfully to him.
"Meet the master!"
"Huh?" Ji Tianxing was startled and frowned in confusion.
He had thought about many possibilities, and also guessed the identity and purpose of the young man in black robe.
But he never expected that the young man in black robe would salute him respectfully and call him master!
However, he quickly calmed down, looked at the young man in black robe with wary eyes, and asked, "Why do you call me that? I don't know you."
The young man in black robe still knelt before him, maintaining a respectful posture, and replied in a solemn tone: "It doesn't matter whether the master has seen his subordinates.
The master only needs to know that his subordinates have no ill intentions toward you and will protect you with absolute loyalty."
Ji Tianxing frowned, looked at him carefully, and asked, "What's your name? Why do you want to protect me?"
The young man in black robe replied calmly: "I know that I am here to protect my master as ordered by my master."
"Know what is white?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and murmured in a low voice: "Know what is white and keep what is black...Know what is white and keep what is black."
He frowned and thought for a moment, then asked again: "Who is your master? Which force does he belong to? Why do you want to protect me for no reason?"
"Master, please forgive me, my master's name and Taoist title are not allowed to be spoken by my subordinates."
Zhibai shook his head expressionlessly, took out a token that seemed to be made of black iron from the space ring, and presented it with both hands.
"Master said that as long as the master has seen the identity token of his subordinate, he will naturally understand."
Ji Tianxing took the token with doubts, holding it in his hand and looking at it.
This token is only half the size of a palm, but weighs ten thousand kilograms. It is obviously made of meteorite iron and will not decay after tens of thousands of years.
On the back of the token, several mysterious patterns are engraved, forming a specious pattern.
But on the front of the token, there is a clear and mysterious pattern.
In the circular pattern, there is a mountain peak like a giant sword, standing tall against the sky and the earth.
Halfway up the mountainside of the giant peak is a sea of clouds, and there is a bright moon on the top of the mountain.
When Ji Tianxing saw the pattern clearly, his expression suddenly changed and he frowned fiercely.
"Why does this pattern feel familiar to me? It seems that I have seen it somewhere before, and it still feels inexplicably familiar?"
He held the token, frowning and thinking, desperately searching for it in the vast memory.
After a long time, he suddenly remembered.
When he had a love affair at the Lake of Tears of the Gods, the memory of the Sword God emerged from the depths of his soul.
At that time, he transformed into a sword god and sat in the dojo at the top of Tianzhu Mountain, meditating under the Tongtian Sword Monument.
A middle-aged man wearing a robe named Huang Dao led Mingyue to see him.
At that time, such a pattern was engraved on the stone tablet at the edge of the dojo.
The middle-aged man's Taoist robe is also embroidered with the same pattern.
There is no doubt that that is the emblem of the Tianzhu Mountain Dojo!
Ji Tianxing suddenly realized and basically guessed Zhibai's identity.
However, another idea came to his mind.
"Tianzhu Mountain is the dojo of the Sword God, where he challenged all the martial arts saints in the world.
Of course, there are forces under the command of the Sword God on Tianzhu Mountain.
Unexpectedly, the Sword God has been dead for thousands of years, the Tianzhu Mountain Dojo has not been disbanded, and there are still people walking in the world.
Zhibai and his master should be disciples of Tianzhu Mountain. They probably mistook me for the Sword God.