Failed to escape the tribulation and returned to Earth to attend college

Feeling the power of the sword coming towards you, except for the increased power and more gorgeous moves, there is no improvement in essence.

Chen Xun's interest in observation has also come to an end.

"That's enough. It seems that your ancestor's upper limit is just like this. There is no need to look any further. In return for your hard work, I will send you to die without pain."

Chen Xun said lightly.

"You...bastard! How dare you say such arrogant things, Shuzi? Don't look down on my Heavenly Sword Sect!!"

Ji Suifeng was angry, and the dozens of elders behind him were all furious.

In the past hundred years, Tiandaomen has never suffered such insult!

They are afraid of death, but they are even more afraid of the humiliation of their sect and ancestors!

As his anger surged, the power of the Heavenly Sword Formation instantly increased a bit.

However, Chen Xun was unmoved at all. He had already decided to rebound the next move and send the group on their way.

Being able to die under the Heavenly Sword Formation that one is so proud of can be regarded as a fallen leaf returning to its roots and a worthy death.

"The Thirty-three Styles of the Virtual Sword—Kan!"

Ji Suifeng shouted angrily and slashed out with a new sword!

"Ok?"

Chen Xun suddenly stopped what he was doing.

"what?"

Dao Chi, who was eavesdropping with his eyes closed in the distance, opened his eyes in surprise!

From this sword, they felt the sword intention that they had never experienced before!

At this time in Jilin City, even the longevity of the god-transformation stage has come to an end, and the strength of the sword has been greatly reduced, but it has reached the state of having no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart. It can turn flowers and flying leaves into swords.

It was precisely because of this that when he finally put down the knife in his hand, he let go of the shackles that restricted him.

This move was performed with fingers, but Ji Lincheng felt an unprecedented fit!

He was shocked and confused, ecstatic and then burst into tears.

It turns out that what he has regarded as a treasure for thousands of years is just a superficial layer of sword skills.

He figured this out, but it was too late.

At that time, when he was at the peak of his transformation into a god, he was revered as the Sword Ancestor by the world. The Age of Ending Law had begun, and the Emperors of Heaven were gradually withering away. The few remaining ones were all at the top of their respective fields. Swordsmen all over the world regarded him as their lifelong goal, but until this moment Only then did Ji Lincheng realize that what he was strong in was not his sword skills, but his realm.

Even if he holds a fire stick, he can still kill the swordsman of the Holy King of the Nascent Soul stage until he can't find the north...

Ji Lincheng recalled the woman from thousands of years ago for no reason. Back then, she defeated him lightly, broke her own sword, and left after saying "You are not worthy of practicing swordsmanship." It will be difficult to find her anywhere in the world. trace.

Ji Lincheng was not convinced. He had practiced swordsmanship for thousands of years and reached the peak of becoming a god. But did he win?

It seems not...

It turns out what she said was true...

My end is approaching, can I still look back?

Ji Lincheng smiled bitterly and continued to use his finger as a knife.

"The Thirty-Four Styles of the Virtual Sword—Enlightenment!"

Ji Suifeng shouted loudly. The last few moves were extremely loaded, as if they were using the formation to recreate the spirit of Lincheng's ancestors. Blood flowed from the corners of each of their eyes and mouths, but there was a twinkle in their eyes. The light that looks upon death as if it were home.

Chen Xun watched quietly, this sword was quite impressive.

After uncovering the secret of the sword's intention, Ji Lincheng finally became a worthy ancestor of the sword. He and the sword's intention became one, and his every move and every move was full of sharpness!

The figures of the thirty-six people in the formation gradually overlapped and transformed into one person. He waved his hand lightly, but the sword intention was thunderous!

From strong to strong, from light to soft!

Chen Xun finally raised his right hand and gently caught the knife. Feeling the surging artistic conception in it, he nodded slightly and gave a rare compliment, "Not bad."

However, Ji Suifeng and others were heartbroken.

Thirty-six people work together. Although they are trapped by the times and cannot exert one percent of the strength of Lincheng's ancestors, no one can break this penultimate move so far!

All the powerful enemies of the Human Emperor who came to invade back then were killed with one sword. People praised this move as being able to kill even the Golden Core Martial Lord with ease!

But this kid caught it effortlessly.

For the first time, they realized that they shouldn't have provoked this kid from the beginning...

Now that things have come to a point, the only option is to use the last move... But that means that everyone in the formation will die of exhaustion, the top leaders of the Tiandao Sect will be wiped out, and the sect will cease to exist...

Ji Suifeng's hands trembled.

"Continue, this sword was still effective just now, don't waste the power of this sword."

Chen Xun spoke slowly.

"Fuck, come on!"

Ji Suifeng got angry, his teeth were full of blood, and he roared angrily, "Thirty-five postures of Xu Dao - empty!"

Following the order from the main formation, the Heavenly Sword Formation continued to operate. Many elders in the formation were not ready to die, but they were moved involuntarily!

They all yelled at Ji Suifeng for taking the initiative, not caring about the sect's life and death, and killing his fellow sect members!

But it's too late to say anything now!

The formation has changed from blue and black to red, as if it is about to drain out the last drop of blood!

Thirty-six heavenly knives were trembling in the air. They seemed to have reached their limit and would break into pieces in the next second!

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

The heavenly knives really shattered, one after another, into pieces, and then merged together incredibly!

At the same time, something inside the elders also shattered, and a lot of blood spurted out from each of their mouths. Their spiritual energy and vitality were being absorbed by the formation and gathered on the merging heavenly sword!

This posture seems a bit familiar.

Isn't it the same as the afterlife formation that the female pope in red uses the entire sea as a sacrifice on the boundless sea?

That time, the people in the boat plus the sea beasts had an advantage in quantity; here, there were even a dozen emperors among the thirty-six people, so quality had an advantage. Overall, the power of the formations was about the same.

The difference was that Chen Xun didn't stop this time. He also wanted to see what kind of sword skills Ji Lincheng could master at the last moment.

The temperature above the formation has melted the iron filings and gathered them together to forge a giant heavenly sword!

Ji Suifeng collapsed to the ground and stared at the sky in a daze.

Looking at the shape, it is clearly the sword of the ancestor of Lincheng in the portrait!

After it was broken by that woman, he made another one that was exactly the same. It seemed that he still couldn't forget her...

"Ancestor, please protect me and save our Heavenly Sword Sect in times of crisis..."

Ji Suifeng murmured that he was at the end of his strength and was slowly approaching the end of his life.

Jilin City was in the same situation at that time.

His lifespan has come to an end. He clearly understood the meaning of the sword, but God did not give him time to continue to understand it.

On his deathbed, Ji Lincheng once again grasped the heavenly sword that had been with him all his life.

After discovering the meaning of the sword, he obviously no longer needs any actual weapons. However, when the end of his life comes, the only thing he wants to hold is this sword.

He seemed to hold it as if he were holding the woman's hand.

What kind of heroes are short-tempered, what kind of love between children is long, the world is just a big dream, life has a few cool autumns, and the prosperity is all in vain.

Ji Lincheng suddenly gave up at the last moment. The regret that he had not completed and the sword skills that he had not understood were all cut off by him with one sword!

The thirty-fifth form of the virtual sword - Kong, with the force of thunder, slashed towards Chen Xun's head!