In the End, the Villain Does Not Understand Feelings

This is something that the five sword masters of the Jiange Pavilion have never done or even thought about, but now it is easily accomplished in the hands of Xia Yin.

Just holding the 'Sword of Supremeness' formed by the fusion of five divine swords, Xia Yin always felt as if something was missing.

There are scattered fragments of the ancient sword that Xuanyuan had just cut off. At this time, his spirituality has been lost. It only takes a while for the spiritual power in it to completely dissipate, and it will turn into broken copper and iron that can be seen everywhere.

Xia Yin glanced at Duanjian, raised his hand and made a light move at it, only to hear a crisp buzzing sound from the fragments of Duanjian, and then flew into the sky in front of Xuanyuan's surprised eyes.

The broken blade was also re-spliced ​​in mid-air at the same time. Although the traces of the fracture did not disappear, the spirituality and strength that had been dissipated had a sign of recovery!

It's a pity that at the next moment, Xia Yin grabbed it, which had just shown signs of recovery, and pressed it into the Supreme Divine Sword on the other side.

Gu Jian seemed to have a premonition of his own destiny, violently shaking and trying to break free, but the struggle in Xia Yin's hands was too trivial.

And watching things that belonged to him are now being so manipulated by others, if he really wants to make it round, he will make it round, and if he wants to flatten, he will flatten it. Xuan Yuan's mood is also a bit complicated.

He just didn't wait for him to say anything, the ancient sword that was brought out of the Jiange Secret Realm and followed him for more than ten years has been completely integrated into the Supreme Divine Sword!

It was also at that moment that Xuanyuan clearly felt that there was some kind of wonderful connection between himself and the Supreme Divine Sword. At the same time, the young man in his sight was walking slowly with a long sword in his hand.

The quaint sword body has not changed much because of the integration just now, it is still so simple that people seem to forget it in the next moment, but the restrained sword breath is deeper and thicker.

Before he got close, Xuan Yuan felt as if a heavy stone had been pressed on his chest, causing his already internally injured body to tremble, and he almost couldn't hold back another mouthful of blood.

Instinctively clamoring to escape, because it was clearly felt that the moment Xia Yin shot...he would die!

but……

"Come on, I only wish you, junior brother, your wish."

Xuan Yuan took a deep breath, and Xia Yin, who was dozens of steps away, disappeared suddenly, and then when he realized it, he appeared directly in front of him!

嗧──! !

Before Xuanyuan could react, the icy blade had already sunk into his heart, easily penetrated his body, and then slammed into a stone tablet a hundred meters away with him!

It was not until a strong sense of impact came from behind that the pain in the heart began to spread to the whole body at the same time, engulfing Xuan Yuan's consciousness in an instant.

Xia Yin tightly held the hilt of the sword, and after a while, he slowly let go, letting the Supreme Divine Sword nail him to death in front of him.

The young man took a step back and looked at the senior brother who opened his mouth to say something but failed to make a sound. In the end, he just smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. He slowly responded, "Then... I'll borrow your auspicious words."

Boom! !

As Xia Yin stabbed the divine sword into Xuan Yuan's chest with his own hands, the already gloomy sky was once again surging, and the thick black cloud almost pressed to the top of the head in an instant, and the endless thunder burst, which was deafening!

The pouring rain also fell, but Xia Yin ignored it. He stood expressionlessly in the center of the heavy rain and wind, calmly watching his senior brother, who had gradually lost his breath.

The Supreme Divine Sword drank his blood, and radiated a strange white light under the nourishment of his soul, and when the light was bright to a certain extent, the fire burning on the entire Floating Cloud Palace froze strangely for a moment.

Then in the next instant, endless flames surged from all directions like a wave being pulled, and they all fell into the long sword at Xuanyuan's heart!

The fire engulfed the Supreme Divine Sword together with Xuanyuan, and the Floating Cloud Palace, which was still stable at the foot, also began to vibrate violently, and a large number of cracks appeared on the ground and the surrounding buildings.

The vibration is getting bigger and bigger, and the Floating Cloud Palace is getting more and more unstable and crumbling.

Finally, when the last ray of flame was also swallowed by the Supreme Divine Sword, the tower in the sky that was like the belief of countless disciples of the sword pavilion was finally completely shattered, turning into countless meteor-like rubble and falling to the Taishang Mountain below!

Chapter 11 Chapter 11 You Are Not Him

When the last ray of flames dissipated, it meant that the Floating Cloud Palace, which no one knew or feared in the entire cultivation world, had completely become a thing of the past, and even the complete building could not be found anywhere, only the one in Taishang Mountain remained. The rubble represents what it once was.

Everything happened so suddenly and so quickly, so fast that it was unbelievable that most people still thought it was a hallucination, it was just a nightmare that couldn't be woken up.

They were howling, they were roaring, they were panicking, they were feeling... hopeless.

As the initiator of all this, Xia Yin ignored all the chaos and noise, he just gently stretched out his hand to hold the long sword obliquely inserted on the ruins.

There, Xuan Yuan's figure was completely lost, either burned to ashes by the spiritual flame, or merged with the sword in front of him.

Xia Yin didn't care.

He just stared at the long sword, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

Cangtian seemed to be angered by his actions. In the rolling black clouds, endless purple light gathered in one place and fell heavily, trying to stop his movements!

However, the violent electric light with the thickness of the water tank could not even get close to the young man below. It suddenly exploded at a distance of [-] meters from the top of his head and then scattered. Apart from causing more damage to the devastated Taishang Mountain, it also had a little effect. none.

But the punishment of the heavens will not stop because of this. If the first blow fails, the second blow will be given, and if the second blow fails, the third blow will be given...

One after another thunder fell hurriedly, getting faster and more violent, and it seemed that only when Xia Yin was chopped into slag would it really stop!

But no matter how fast and terrifying the thunder was, Xia Yin didn't even lift his head, but the Floating Cloud Palace, which was originally only rubble, became even more dilapidated in the raging of endless electric light.

If Old Man Qingguang and the others are still alive and seeing this scene, they don't know how they should feel.

Because this scene doesn't look like Tiandao is punishing Xia Yin who killed the Son of Destiny, but instead it seems to be blasting the ruins of Fuyun Palace with falling thunder.

It is beyond words!

But after splitting for a while, Cang Tian seemed to finally realize that these lightning bolts were useless to Xia Yin, but before it paused for a while and brewed a stronger punishment, the boy's hand was already on the hilt of the sword in front of him. superior.

At that moment, the howling wind stopped, and the pouring rain also solidified, and even the roaring sky was frozen for a moment.

Swish!

The Heavenly Sword stabbed on the stone tablet was pulled out effortlessly by Xia Yin, his fingers gently rubbed the silver-white sword body, unexpectedly, what he felt was not the coldness of the weapon.

On the contrary, the long sword in his hand that seemed to be unchanged from before conveyed a kind of warmth, especially when he held it completely, there was even a wonderful feeling that it was part of his own body.

"Is this... done?"

Holding the Heavenly Sword, Xia Yin was a little afraid to confirm it. Although he had collected a lot of information about the Heavenly Sword from various sources over the years, he had never seen the real Heavenly Sword after all.

So is this sword in your hand what you dream of?At this moment, even with Xia Yin's heart, he couldn't help but feel a subtle sense of illusoryness.

So he looked up at the sky full of dark clouds and rolling thunder, and then...

Raising your hand is a sword!

"Om────!"

I can't describe what kind of sound it was, like hundreds of millions of bees flying together in my ears, depriving Xia Yin in an instant... No, it should be said that it was the hearing of everyone in the entire Taishang Mountain for hundreds of kilometers!

Then there is vision. Accompanied by the sound, there is a dazzling white light that seems to be able to burn the eyes. It soars upwards, piercing the sky and the earth in an instant, crushing all the violent storms!

But when I finally opened my eyes to see things clearly, I found that the thick black cloud in the sky had been torn apart by a huge gap, and the long-lost sunlight fell on the Taishang Mountain below from the gap. Don't be too holy.

"Jianzu is above... what happened?"

Countless Jiange disciples are confused. They don't understand what happened today, but obviously no one can explain it to them. They can only watch the sudden white light tearing the sky, making the layers of black clouds unwilling. The roar quickly dissipated.

Soon, the clouds and rain stopped, and the sun was shining.

If it weren't for the existence of the Floating Cloud Palace still not found in the sky, the Taishang Mountain below would still be a mess. If it weren't for the fact that a large number of disciples were still mourning in the ruins, they would still not be able to see the figures of those seniors in the past...

Maybe all of this will really be regarded as a bizarre dream.

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"Good sword."

Putting down the Heavenly Sword and inserting it in front of him, Xia Yin looked down at the palm of his hand that had just held the sword, which was already bloody.

He, who had never been injured before, was injured the moment he swung the Heavenly Sword, and the injury was not light.

But Xia Yin didn't care, because he knew very well long ago that nothing in this world is truly free.

The Heavenly Sword is very strong, so strong that if the sword just swiped at your feet, the entire Taishang Mountain will cease to exist, so you will naturally have to pay a certain price to use it.

But what Xia Yin really cares about is not whether he needs to pay the price, but what kind of price he needs to pay to achieve his ultimate goal?

The moment he swung his sword just now, he had already found a way to go home, and that was to release the final form of the Heavenly Sword--- Jian Wu.

It was the final blow released at the cost of the Heavenly Sword's own destruction, enough to sever time and space and even cause and effect!

However, it is not only the Heavenly Sword who will be hurt by this trick, the holder will also be affected and backfired.

The reason why those people in Jiange could use this style without injury was because the ancestor of Tianjian had poured part of his soul and power into the Tianjian before he died, and had absorbed the thousand-year-old sword energy deposited in the sword mound.

But even so, Tianjian still didn't even leave scum after that, and even the remnant soul of Tianjian ancestor left in the sword was only a trace.

It is also because the remnant soul was consumed too seriously. Otherwise, with the means and influence of the sword pavilion, why would it take a full ten years to find Xuanyuan?

Of course, these are not what Xia Yin cares about. He only cares about one thing, and that is whether he can master the final form of the Heavenly Sword?And after mastering it, if you use it...

"you will die."

A familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded behind itself. Xia Yin subconsciously turned around to look and found that there was another person there, but when he saw the appearance of that person, he couldn't help but be stunned: "...Senior brother?"

But before he finished speaking, he immediately shook his head.

"No, you are not him."

Chapter 12 Chapter 12

"You're not a brother."

Looking at the man who appeared not far away, Xia Yin just paused and immediately shook his head.

Although the person in front of him has the exact same body and appearance as Xuan Yuan, even the style and details of the clothes are exactly the same, such as the hole in the chest left by the sword piercing.

But even so, Xia Yin still judged the difference between the two at a glance. If you want to ask why...

"Senior brother will not show such a disgusting smile."

"nausea……?"

The man who was about to say something not far away froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, not smiling for a while, or not smiling.

After being so entangled for a while, just when he was about to say something, Xia Yin took the lead and said, "Okay, just kidding."

"..."

Although it wasn't entirely a joke, because the gentle smile on this person's face at this time was indeed disgusting if it was put on Xuan Yuan's body.

But this person is not the real Xuanyuan after all. Although they have the same appearance and the same clothes, the difference in temperament between the two is so great that even a fool can tell at a glance that they are not the same person.

Therefore, things that are inappropriate on Senior Brother Mu Mu are completely natural to this person!

But Xia Yin didn't care about this. He was just curious: "What kind of trick is this? Soul awakening? Soul reincarnation? Borrowing a corpse to restore a soul?"

"...you don't seem surprised?"