The Path Toward Heaven

The sword light illuminates the world in the clouds.

Nanzheng saw the hanging mountain in the night sky and knew it was Yuntai.

She should have been familiar with this hanging mountain because she has been there many times in recent years, but she saw the true face for the first time tonight.

She knew that it was probably the last time she saw it.

The sword light that broke through the sky cut towards the hanging mountain.

When foreign enemies are committing crimes, the formation in the Yuntai has already been started. At this time, when encountering this sword light, a reaction is automatically generated, but it can't stop it for a moment.

Accompanied by an unimaginable loud noise, the Peak Hall was cut in half by the sword light, and turned into countless sawdust and gravel splashes.

That hall is where Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue have been. The winners of the Four Seas Banquet every year will receive the reception and rewards from the West King Sun.

It is conceivable that regardless of whether there will be a four-sea banquet after tonight, many things will change irreversibly.

After the sword light cut open the main hall and went down, deep into the mountain, accompanied by the extremely harsh sound of friction and cutting, there was a straight crack between the cliffs, and countless gravel and smoke sprayed from it.

The temples and formations in the hanging mountains are broken by the sword light, and are as fragile as colored glass.

The friction and cutting sounds are getting harsher and harder to hear, and then gradually deeper, like a real dragon chanting.

The crack was getting deeper and deeper, countless sand and stones fell toward the sea, and the hanging mountain gradually became two halves, crumbling.

This all happened in a very short time.

The smoke and dust scattered on the Yuntai are full of fleeing figures, and countless fearful cries and screams after injury sound from all over the mountain.

The disciples of Qingshan and the practitioners in the night sky were shocked and speechless.

The most shocking thing was the aid of Xilu disciples led by Tonglu.

They looked pale at the picture in front of them, thinking about what Master would do, did he want to destroy the Yuntai himself!

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Yuntai is the most important place for the Xihai sword faction and the most important step to set foot on the mainland.

Xihai Sword God destroyed Yuntai with his own hands, does it mean anything?

Nan Zheng didn't think about this problem, because everyone including her was attracted to another picture.

She looked somewhere in the night sky, with extremely complex emotions, murmured, "Master ..."

There is a rope that hangs down from the sky, and a person is tied at the end.

West King Sun gently swayed in the sea breeze, like an inchworm falling from a branch, knowing that he was not far from death.

Of course, it can also be said that he was like a hanged ghost at this time.

The alias of inchworm is hanged ghost.

The sword light is magnificent, the front is very light, so light that it is invisible, like a breeze.

When Jianguang cut the gimbal, the front end slipped silently in the night sky.

The fresh wind fell on the Sun King Sun.

There was a sneering smile on Xi Wangsun's face.

The next moment, his smile was cut in half.

Because his face was cut in half.

Then his body became two halves.

West King Sun is dead.

His two bodies fell towards the sea, something like a gimbal that was separating, more like a broken kite.

Even if he raised Yuanying and Jian Gui, he died together under this extremely desperate sword light.

Many others died with him.

For example, Nanzheng's loyalty to Bu Lao Lin, such as Tonglu's pride.

? So he stood by the sword in the night sky and she trembling at the top of the mountain, they could not hear the loud voice that sounded in the night sky.

That was the voice of Xihai Sword God.

He seems to be saying that he is negligent in discipline, and he has so many scumbags from the West King Sun and Yuntai disciples that he apologizes, so he cleaned the portal himself.

He ordered the Xihaijian disciples who came to the aid to return to the island as many times as possible, and must not stay here.

After speaking, the voice of Xihai Jianshen disappeared, and the sword light also followed.

The disciples of the Xihaijian School who were holding Yujian in the air looked at each other, feeling very struggling. Eventually, they did not dare to disobey the decree of the leader and were forcibly taken away by the two wilderness elders.

Tonglu stayed, he stood on the flying sword, his face pale, looking a little pitiful.

The cloud platform is completely separated, more cliffs fall, the formation is completely damaged, and there are no more intact buildings.

The Xihai disciples and deacons who stayed in the mountains were desperate and unwilling to drink and scold, and there was also crying mixed in between.

The formation method is disabled, and they will naturally not stay in the Yuntai to wait for death, and they will rise up one after another. For a time, more than one hundred sword lights have left the cliff and illuminated the night sky.

Looking at the scene, and listening to the crying from afar, Bu Qiuxiao sighed and said to Cheng Youtian: "The descendants still try to preserve."

Cheng Youtian raised his right hand and said, "I also hope they can calm down."

With his gestures, hundreds of sword lights and magic light went toward the cloud platform, instantly occupied all the space, and soon met with more than one hundred sword lights.

Passing Nanshan is the first apprentice of the Green Mountain, and the state is high, and naturally rushes to the front.

The blue sea sword under his feet did not know whether it was repaired once, and the blue sword light brought out was mixed with a touch of gold.

Suddenly, he saw a picture, his expression changed slightly, and flew away somewhere.

Several Jianguang flying out of the Yuntai did not think about how to escape, but flew crazy towards the night sky where Tonglu was, obviously wanting to be against him.

At this time, Tonglu, who was also crazy, was standing on the sword without a soul, and found no danger at all.

And in Nanshan's view, even if he found out, he would not hide.

After passing through Nanshan, he flew to Tonglu at the fastest speed to block the attacks.

The Xihai disciples looked at Tonglu with a bitter look, and did not try any more. They flew towards the distance, but they did not go far, and were surrounded by more than ten sword lights.

The night sky around was full of killing sounds, sword sounds, and screams.

Standing across the sword on Nanshan, watching Tonglu sigh, "You are awake! Tonight is the best result!"

Tonglu's pale face, hair wet with sea water looked like withered willow leaves, looked at him and said: "When I participated in the road war that year, we ate roasted sheep, drank and talked all night, but only me It ’s a fool, you have been hiding from me all the time, it turns out that what you have to deal with is our Xihai. "

Guo Nanshan couldn't bear it and said, "We're hiding from you because you are a disciple of Xihai, but what we want to deal with is never Xihai, but Lao Lin."

Tonglu's voice trembled and said, "" What's the difference?Xihai is not Lao Lin ... Do you think Master respected his old man and beheaded his uncle and ruined Yuntai?"

After a moment of silence, Nanshan said: "At least now everyone can only think so."

"But I don't think so!"

Tonglu suddenly shouted angrily: "We said a lot of things back then, and the most important thing is not to do things that deceive yourself!"

Guo Nanshan took a deep look at him, and said nothing, and walked away with the sword.