The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 495 The encounter of two swords

Jian Zhou slowly backed away, and Liu Ci entered the sky.

He stood in the sky and looked quietly at Xihai Jianshen.

He didn't speak, and everyone knew that he accepted each other's invitation.

The practitioners were surprised to see that he was still carrying his hands, and wondered where is Chengtianjian?

Even if the heavenly realm summons the flying sword only needs flashing, but it still takes time.

In this level of battle, shouldn't we fight for all the time and summon the flying sword in advance?

The sea breeze flew in the sky between Liu Ci and Xihai Sword God, and rolled up a fine wave of more than ten miles.

The beautiful sunlight is also refracted at this moment, as if it were sharper.

Many practitioners suddenly felt a bit of tingling in their eyes and shed tears subconsciously.

It was just confrontation that the swordsmanship emanating from the two big things was already so powerful that it was impossible to look directly at it.

For Qingshanzong, this battle between peerless powerhouses is not cost-effective.

However, Liu Ci is the leader of Qingshan, and Jianxi comes to draw his sword, so he naturally has to meet him.

Two extremely powerful Qi machines have locked each other from the air, and both sides may shoot swords at any time.The other party is also the strongest person in Chaotian Continent. At this time, Liu Ci cannot be distracted to think about other things. For example, he does not actually have a sword. For example, where is Nanchu ...

Even if Nan Tzu suddenly appeared like Jing Jiu's budget, he could only ignore it temporarily.

Qingshan is here, what if the southern trend appears?

If Nan Tzu wants to take the opportunity to attack the Green Mountain, then there will naturally be surprises waiting for him.

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On the frozen sea, Shao Ming Island is like a black gemstone falling in the snow and frost. The uppermost part has been cut off by the sword of the Xihai sword god. It is extremely smooth and reflects the sunlight in a better color. If you are careful Observe, you can also see some authentic.

The sword boat on Shangdefeng was high in the sky, staring down at the picture.

Not far away is the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou School, the bitter boat of Yi Mao Zhai, and the sound of the chanting of the Buddhist priests in Guocheng Temple came from the cloud.

No matter how powerful Taiping is, there is no way to run out of this situation.

Yuanqi whale looked at the blood stains on the Yinfeng tail feathers, not worried that it would dare to rebel against the life card and sneak into Shao Ming Island to help Master, but felt that there were some other problems.

There was a tiny bubble in the blood stain, and there was a tiny black spot hidden in the bubble.

In front of the broken mountain in the distant barren mountain, when the red lantern burnt out, this little blood bubble also broke.

The little black spot in the blood bubble came into the air, rose against the wind, and quickly became a child.

The little child wore a dark cardigan, a small bun, and his face was pale and ghostly.

"What a hell."

Yuan Qi whale's white hair was blown by the wind, and it seemed a bit vicissitudes.

His expression was still so stiff, but his voice was a little emotional.

The sword ghost from the south tended to appear in the Jianshan sword boat.

Everything happened too suddenly.

Even Yinfeng didn't respond.

With a soft sound, the sword ghost boy passed through Yuan Qi's body and swept out of the cabin.

Only then did the three-foot sword on the ice break through the air and return to the cabin.

The southern ghost sword ghost boy has always been hidden in the body of the flying whale.

The flying whale pretended to hit Shaoming Island and Taiping lived together, and was intercepted by Yinfeng.

The sword ghost boy was stained on the tail feathers of Yinfeng along the blood of the whale, thereby avoiding the sword array of the disciples of Qingshan and entering the sword boat directly, narrowing the distance from Yuanqi whale.

More importantly, the three-footed sword of Yuan Qijing has been on the sea, maintaining the ice seal on Shao Ming Island.

All this sounds very simple, but it needs to grasp the real relationship between Yinfeng and Taiping real people, and understand the real thoughts of Yuanqi whales about Taiping real people.

It can be said that this is one of the most successful sneak attacks in the history of spiritual practice.

When the three-foot sword returned, Yuan Qi's body was quickly covered with extremely thick ice and snow, and no wounds could be seen, but from the perspective of Dunton's breath, he should have been seriously injured.

The sword ghost boy who came outside the cabin obviously became a lot lighter.

Sister Yushan first discovered this strange thing and exclaimed alarm.

The disciples of Qingshan were in danger and were in chaos, the response was extremely rapid, and countless swords fell.

In just an instant, the temperature of the sword boat dropped a lot, and there was a shallow frost on the deck.

The sword ghost boy flickered between frost and snow, as if faster than those sword lights.

Duan Liantian fell heavily to the ground, without breathing, a big mouth appeared on the chest and abdomen, Jian Wan was directly cut into fragments, Feijian had no master, and flew diagonally towards the sea.

Yin Feng swept out of the cabin and issued an angry Li Xiao, the black feather was like a sword, slashing towards the sword ghost boy.

However, the sword ghost boy's body is extremely strange, like unreal light and shadow, while avoiding the attack of Yinfeng, he continued his own killing.

Chi Yan grunted and retreated.

Ghosts flutter.

The sword ghost boy completely transcended the scope of the so-called kendo, and almost backed dozens of feet, wiping the wings of the Yinfeng, and came to Jianzhou somewhere.

"Protect Sister!"

The disciples on Shangdefeng gathered together and fell off.

Blood was splattering, and people kept dying.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly became wild.

The sword ghost boy is slightly stagnant.

The next moment, he sneaked into the sword boat shockingly.

People guessed what the monster wanted to do, but it was too late to stop it.

I only heard the loud noise of the Kara, the core of the sword boat array was destroyed, and it fell from high altitude to the ground. It could no longer carry such a huge weight and scattered into countless fragments.

The disciples of Shang Defeng rose up with the sword. Some severely injured and dead disciples fell together with the fragments of the sword boat.

Yin Feng Li Xiao flew up into the sky, chasing the small and ethereal ghost in the sky.

The sword flashed, and other disciples from the other Qingshan Jianzhou came to the rescue, but they were instantly killed by the sword ghost boy.

Suddenly the wind and snow suddenly turned into a transparent ice mass in the sky.

The sword ghost boy was trapped in the ice mass.

But without maintaining it for a long time, the ice mass produced numerous cracks and spread out.

Yuan Qi whale stood in the wind and snow, staring somewhere in the sky, long hair scattered.

He held the three-foot sword in both hands and fell towards the piece.

Countless wind and snow enveloped the West Sea.

The figure of the sword ghost boy was looming in the meantime.

No command is required, all the flying swords of Qingshan Jianzhou flew over there.

Hundreds of flying swords, carrying hundreds of fierce sword lights, penetrated the wind and snow and chased the figure.

In such a situation, even the strongest demon and underworld demon were strangled.

But Liu Ci knows that this is not enough, because the other party is the most powerful sword fairy in the world, and is obviously in an extremely strange state.

He looked at the figure in the wind and snow, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was about to shoot the sword.

Suddenly there were countless tides in the West Sea.

Twelve heavy buildings Jianzhi.

A loud noise.

The tide was scattered invisible, the sea breeze blew the wind and snow.

Practitioners of various denominations looked up at the sky and saw two extremely tall figures vying in the vague realm of extreme heights.

The lightning kept falling.

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The barren mountain ruins the temple.

Jing Jiu looked at Nan Trend and took a step forward, and his right hand naturally took the other's hand.

Nanchu's hands are very old, cold, and wrinkled, not like hands, but more like lifeless things.

Countless sword lights sprayed thinly from the hands they held and flew in all directions.

The hidden injury in Nan Wang's body was pulled by Jianyi, and he attacked again, leaning his head against Jing Jiu's back, his face pale.

The white cat squatted on Jing Jiu's shoulder, staring at Nan Tzu's eyes, constantly thinking about the timing of his shot.

It can be counseled at other times, but today may even involve the survival of the Qingshan Sect. As a guardian of Qingshan, it can never retreat.

Jianguang continued to float out of Jing Jiu and Nan Chu's clenched hands, like snowflakes, and then slowly fell into the ruins from the sky.

Clank clank!The sound of countless sword-sounds sounded, and the ruins and gravel of the broken temple were cut into the finest particles, which were rolled up by the wind.

Those winds were soon shredded and turned into the warmest spring breezes, falling on Jing Jiu's face, his expression did not change.

Nan Tzu looked at him with emotion and said, "It really is the sword of perfection, but unfortunately your realm is too low."

This still speaks to the truth that swords follow suit.

Jing Jiu said, "You are a sword now, you don't even have a realm."

This is the rule of raising sword ghosts and seizing the soul.

Nan Trend said slightly: "I didn't expect you to understand it."

Jing Jiu said: "Your Dao tree was cut and embarked on the road of reversing cultivation into a sword. Your body is indeed indestructible."

Nan Trend said: "Yes, it's hard to hurt me now."

Jing Jiu said: "I am very special."

Yes, Nan Wang who broke the sea can't hurt Nan Trend, but he can.

An extremely thin rift appeared on Nan Tzu's wrist. Immediately after that, a rift appeared on his tiger's mouth, and the flesh inside could be seen.

Strangely, those flesh and blood are off-white, looking really like a corpse.

"There is no realm, it is real."

Nan Tzu looked at him and said: "Your problem is that you try to repair the sword out of the realm, then when your realm is low, the sword is not so special."

At the voice, Jing Jiu's belt fell.

Immediately afterwards, his hair fell.

Then, his earlobe fell.

The white cat looked at the drop of blood on his ear, shocked and speechless, thinking you were actually injured?

Nan Tzu looked at him and said with a smile: "If you let go, you will die. Are you afraid?"

Jianming continued, ringing constantly between heaven and earth, somewhat distorted, like a buzzing sound.

Jianguang kept floating, severing everything he could encounter.

Jing Jiu told Liu Shisui in the mountain village that what he was best at was cutting off.

Today he finally met another person who was as good at cutting off as he was.

It's just that one uses humans as swords and one uses swords as people.

As Nan Tzu said, his state is still too low. If he insists on not letting go, he will really die.

Jing Jiu did not want to die, but he would not let go.

He said to Nan Trend: "Qingshan Jianzhen is coming, are you afraid?"