Immortal Sword Master

The huge power fluctuation hit the space in front of Lin Xin like a shock wave.

Two huge impact forces far surpassing the ordinary Tianzun collided and rubbed violently, making a strange sound of deformation.

A thousand meters in front of Lin Xin, the ground suddenly cracked a deep bottomless crack.

Countless forces dissipated and spread around the two of them, like the sharpest blade, cutting everything apart.

Sunshine Lord of Bihu Mountain.

Fang Prison's huge body of thousands of meters looked down on Lin Xin from a distance.

In today's world, the Taoist ancestor is not visible, and it is the most glorious stage for us to wait for the Great Sage. Since you want to save people from the Nether Mansion, why don't you join hands with me. Create a brand new strongest force?

The fact that the Taoist ancestor is not visible does not mean that the Taoist ancestor died.

Lin Xin said lightly.

You don't understand. Fang Prison laughed ferociously. When the catastrophe arrives, Taoist ancestors will eventually be too busy to take care of themselves. But once we have come to this point, once we understand the mystery of the galaxy's movement and the center of the galaxy. With the blessing of the catastrophe, no one can stop us.

What do you mean by that? Lin Xin narrowed his eyes slightly.

Didn't you realize that it's too weird for all great saints to grow up too fast?

Fang Prison laughed.

Lin Xin didn't smile, and a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

Indeed, his recent growth has been a bit too smooth, which is completely different from the previous difficulties and obstacles.

Now is a great era of great momentum.

Fang Prison opened his arms.

The great calamity is the adjustment of the origin of everything. Ants, mortals, and monks are not much different. Only when they reach the earth immortal can they be qualified to actively strive for hope. Even Daozu is just a part of this catastrophe. Members. Regardless of high or low.

What do you mean?

Lin Xin said in a low voice.

He keenly felt that what Fang Prison said seemed to hide some unknown deep meaning.

Come and be with me. Fang Prison stretched out his hand, You and I are sworn brothers. In the catastrophe, only we wait for the Great Sage to be the source of life. Think about it carefully, why do you think Bihu Mountain gave you too The Kamikaze Sword of the Last Nine Moons? What do you think they are thinking about giving a disciple of the younger generation with a bright future such a unique skill that will commit suicide after practicing?

Lin Xin's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak.

Fang Prison continued. Your master, Dragon Snake, is kind to you, but he became a god and was absorbed into the upper circle so quickly. Maybe Bihushan is using him to remotely control you to serve him.

In this world, there is no good for no reason. They treat you well, which actually reflects your value.

Lin Xin remained silent.

Empress Yi Mirage had already sneaked away for several miles, leaving the battlefield while the two overlords were speaking. Just the terrifying force field of intense squeezing and friction between the two made her feel like a heavy burden, almost out of breath. If there is a real fight, once the fish in the pond are hit, especially the Holy Master, once they accidentally hit themselves...

The evening light slowly slanted from the sides of the two of them, sliding from their faces to their feet. The reflection made both of them a little dark and unclear.

Forget it.

Lin Xin finally spoke slowly.

Fang Prison smiled slightly.

Forget it, you still don't understand a lot of things. But, may I ask, why did you choose to reject me?

Why?

Lin Xin also laughed.

because....

You are too weak.....

Before the words fell, Lin Xin suddenly soared into the air, the sword of joy screamed and laughed wildly, and instantly condensed a pink sword shadow that was over a thousand meters long.

hiss....

The sword intent and light tore through the space, making an unpleasant noise like tearing paper.

The thousand-meter sword shadow is too fast.

So much so that Empress Yi Mirage, who was watching the battle, saw a flash of red light before she had time to react.

Then the earth shook, and the vitality of the world in all surrounding areas exploded, falling into chaos like an energy storm.

Wait for her to react.

Lin Xin was already holding a huge sword blade that was a thousand meters long and hundreds of meters wide, and slashed fiercely at Fang Prison's chest.

Fang Prison clasped his palms together, delicately holding the sword shadow of the Joy Sword.

The surrounding ground was shaken by the violent force field squeezed between the two, so that countless huge boulders were slowly suspended, shattered in mid-air, and turned into gravel and powder.

it's useless.....

Fang Prison stared at Lin Xin indifferently.

The gap between you and me cannot be made up by a mere increase in strength...

click.

The shadow of the Sword of Joy in his hand shattered into countless red fragments.

Since you don't want to, don't blame me for killing me.

Chi! !

A pair of black fleshy wings suddenly appeared on Fang Prison's back, and he slapped them hard.

His huge body actually increased in speed, and he was in front of Lin Xin in an instant, and a palm suddenly grabbed his body.

Compared with Lin Xin's body, the huge black palm is like a giant grabbing a mosquito.

The strong size contrast gives people a strong visual contrast.

Boom! !

Hold Lin Xin firmly in his palm and wrap him in it.

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Chi!

The blade cut lightly across the falling petals, splitting them in two.

The vermilion petals fluttered with the wind at some point, scattered like raindrops.

Wei Ning raised his long sword flat and looked at Yin Liang's tip silently.

He stood in the courtyard and had been silent for a long time. No one visits, no one asks.

Even his teacher was entangled in the war zone and couldn't return.

The entire Bihu Mountain was empty, with only a few avatars of Tianzun sitting in defense.

Behind Wei Ning, in the wooden corridor of the courtyard, Yuan Yi held a paper umbrella quietly, looking at Wei Ning with faint worry in his eyes.

Brother...

She didn't know what to do.

Ever since Wei Ning was easily defeated by Fang Prison, he returned to the head sect of Bihu Mountain, and he has become like this.

He didn't ask the Dharma, he didn't practice martial arts, he just hid in his own courtyard and practiced the most basic Nine Swallow Sword Jue over and over again.

Senior brother... the general attack on the headquarters of Shadow City has begun, and the team is led by Avalokitesvara of the Tianmeng, Daojun Rongzhu, and... the Great Sage Sheri. She said cautiously and softly.

Swish!

With a turn of Wei Ning's blade, he drew a perfect arc in mid-air.

The sword light flashed a circle of silver light around him.

Within a radius of one meter, all the floating petals were chopped into thirteen pieces.

Junior Sister... Do you remember? The scene when we used to practice swords together.

Wei Ning murmured softly.

Yuan Yi's beautiful eyes widened.

After so long, she finally heard her senior brother speak.

Throwing down the oil-paper umbrella, her figure flickered, and she flew out of the corridor lightly, with her white skirt fluttering and her long hair falling down behind Weining in a graceful arc.

puff.

She stepped forward and hugged him.

Wei Ning smiled slightly, shook his long sword, turned around and broke away from Yuan Yi. With a trace of familiar trajectory, the tip of the sword pierced her chest.

Yuan Yi suddenly understood something, turned his worries into joy, drew his sword instantly, and blocked it with precision.

clang.

The two turned around, unfolded their swordsmanship, and fought freely in the courtyard.

Gradually, the two groups of silver sword lights got closer and closer, slower and slower.

swish....

The two swords were swung together suddenly, Wei Ning suddenly stretched out a hand and wrapped his arms around the waist of his junior sister.

I see...understand...

He looked at Yuan Yi tenderly, when he was the loneliest and most helpless, only Yuan Yi was always by his side. Even his mission on the Zongmen battlefield was completed by her desperately.

Yuan Yi's cheeks were blushing, but she still looked up at Wei Ning's face.

So this is the Taishang Qiankun Spirit Slaying Sword...

For a moment, both of them seemed to understand something.

Wisps of white sword energy gradually emerged around them, like water mist, continuously flying around the two of them.

It turns out that the Taishang Qiankun Slashing Spirit Sword has always been a dual-cultivation sword technique.

Wei Ning finally dispelled the haze in his heart completely.

Ever since he was defeated by Fang Prison, he has been falling into depression, but from his junior sister Yuan Yi, he sensed a faint, inexplicable and wonderful affection.

Aroused by this trace of affection, he suddenly discovered that the one he has always loved the most is Junior Sister Yuanyi.

It is this feeling that is as silky as silk, but strangely turns into a sword silk.

The sword of love is like silk, surrounding it, as if there is a firmness and tenacity that can penetrate everything.

It's been a thousand years...you've been with me for a thousand years. Wei Ning murmured, hugging his junior sister and kissing her gently.

Next, let me pay you back forever...

Boom! ! !

With a kiss, countless pure white sword threads condensed and entwined around the two of them, turning into a huge column of air like a tornado, soaring into the sky and breaking through the clouds.

All the monks stationed in Bihu Mountain can easily see it.

This is the awakening of the great sage, and it is also the sublimation of one's own catastrophe.

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shadow world.

The sky was overcast and cloudy, and countless lightning flashed across and exploded.

In the clouds, a thousand-meter-tall black giant was grinning grinningly, holding his big hands tightly, as if he was holding something.

Chi!

Streaks of pure white light shot out from the gap between the big black hands.

This is?! Fang Prison felt pain in his palm, but instead exerted more force, countless twisting force fields condensed and poured into his hand.

Give me death!!!

He directly used magic power.

Countless black clouds around him quickly condensed and penetrated into his hands.

But it's too late.

Chi! A white light pierced the back of his hand.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! ! !

In an instant, countless streaks of white light penetrated his palm and burst out.

Countless white lights gathered in midair to form a figure that was also a thousand meters tall.

That is the appearance of Lin Xin's body.

His eyes opened slowly, and infinite white light shot out, and fourteen pairs of huge white wings suddenly spread out from behind.

kill!!!

The two of them rushed forward without any nonsense, and their giant swords and fists collided suddenly.

There is the strongest defense around Fang Prison, which is absolutely impossible to break through, and it is the terrifying isolation of the original Zizai Ning'an Gong.

And Lin Xin has more than 3 million points of defensive attributes, which has strengthened his body protection aura to an unbelievable level.

As soon as the two played against each other, they played a real fire.

Fang Prison crushed a hill with one foot, and punched Lin Xin hard in the chest, but he dodged it, only hitting his left shoulder.

Countless white lights exploded violently on the shoulder, and a small piece was damaged, but it was automatically repaired immediately. Instead, it purified Fang Prison's fist and eroded wisps of white smoke.