Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

"Ahhh—" the three sea jellyfish in Changchun Peak Pond saw Chukong Wuya jumping out of the water, they couldn't help shouting in unison.

"What's going on!" San Jiao exclaimed in surprise.

"We are flying!" Da Jiao said.

"But we can't fly, we can only fly after we transform into dragons." Sanjiao said weakly.

"Idiot, I mean the whole Changchun Peak is flying, can't you feel it?!" Da Jiao shouted, "Wait, the whole peak... is it flying?"

"Ah—" the three sea jellyfish yelled again in unison, their tails intertwined and they hugged into a ball.

"What does Jixiao want to do? I can't die, I haven't transformed into a dragon yet, he promised us!" Erjiao cried.

In front of the Changchun Peak, Yu Qishu hangs in front of Chukong Wuya, who rushed into the center of the storm with a sword.

Hu Si's voice sounded from all around: "What are you doing here? This is an adult's business. It has nothing to do with you."

Ji Xiao also said, "Stay farther away!"

These two sentences were addressed to Yu Qishu.

"I..." Yu Qishu didn't have time to answer, Chu Kong Wuya reacted first, the sword body shook violently, making Yu Qishu's arms numb.He was caught off guard and fell down. He was about to be involved in the strong wind and huge waves, but he was lifted up by the clouds and mist swung away by Ji Xiao, and flew more than a hundred feet away from the cloud formation in Tianhu Lake.At the same time, a ray of light fell far away, submerged between his brows, it was Hu Si who added a talisman to him.Let him just be able to see the battlefield without being affected by the battle.

"Opportunities to watch battles are rare, watch more and learn more." Yu Qishu heard Meng Xueli's voice transmission and shouted, "Brother Meng, where are you?"

His voice was drowned out by the wind and thunder, and no one answered him.

At the same time, Ji Xiao retracted his five fingers and received the sword steadily.

"Chukongwuya" finally returned to Jixiao's hands, and finally saw the light of day again, why not jump for joy?

It gave a long groan, and the sword blared soaring into the sky.Hearing the sound of this sword in the world, all ascetics, no matter where they are, are shocked.

Countless people looked up at the sky, the southern sky was deserted and dark, only a thick red cloud was burning, and bright lightning flashed in it, like a scene of doomsday.

Following the point of Jixiao's long sword, Changchun Peak slammed into Tianhu. The formation of "Eternal Changchun" was full of brilliance and vitality, and he wanted to smash the cloud formation.

Yu Qishu watched the battle nervously. Seeing this, she was astonished. It turned out that the "moving mountain sword style" in the Hanshan Sword Art really wanted to move a mountain?

The cloud array was constantly rotating, and the edge of the vortex was rotating at the fastest speed, and countless flints flew from it, like a violent rain of fire, pouring down on Changchun Peak.

Ji Xiao soared straight up, stepped on the viewing platform of Changchun Peak, with her sleeves fluttering, and raised her figure again to face the torrential rain.

In the fire meteor that destroyed the world, the human body was rendered extremely small, but the shadow he cast was extremely large, covering the entire mountain behind him.

Ji Xiao's sword style changed again, drawing half an arc from north to south, dozens of flints were affected by the sword energy, smashed into powder, and dissipated into smoke.The rest of the fire stones remained undiminished, and Yu Qishu's heart trembled, but she saw Changchun Peak vibrating slightly and making a rumbling sound, as if something was breaking the ground inside.

The next moment, an unbelievable scene appeared, Changchun Peak's pond burst, and water waves soared into the sky!

A pool of sea water pours from the pool, like a waterfall piercing the sky, from north to south.The flint all over the sky was dispersed by the waterspout, and fell into the sea with white smoke, smashing up huge waves.

Falling into the sea with the water, it seems to push up the sea level until it meets the sky.

Occasionally, a few flints penetrated the water curtain, but hit the protective formation of Changchun Peak, because the number was too small, leaving only waves of ripples, as futile as a fly shaking a tree.

"Sword style of pouring the sea." Yu Qishu said in a daze, "moving mountains and pouring seas, when will I be able to cultivate like this?"

All the time, the heaven and the earth are united.Borrow wind, fire, thunder and lightning from above, and mountain and sea tornado from below.

"I almost forgot, you hid a piece of sea in the pond." Hu Si laughed, "There are a lot of ideas."

As this piece of sea water poured into the South China Sea, many islands were washed away by huge waves from the sky, and the high tide on the beach washed away the cliffs on the shore.

Three streaks of golden light swirled in the sea.As soon as the three dragons left the pond, they were full of strength, and they were about to overwhelm the river and the sea as a sea dragon, calling the wind and the rain, but when they looked up, they saw "the first sky is boundless" in Jixiao's hands, and their whole body was in pain, wishing to turn into a koi again.

"Hey, where is Brother Yu?" Sanjiao saw Yu Qishu in the distance.

"Swim quickly, let's hide in the sea behind him!" Er Jiao said with an idea.This acquaintance who feeds them every day is much safer than Ji Xiao and his senior brother.Even if the two of them fight to the death, Yu Qishu can still support them.

Da Jiao was also afraid that Ji Xiao would blame them for running away, so he shouted: "Brother Yu, we will protect you!"

In fact, Ji Xiao has no time to care about them at all.

The edge of the "Eternal Changchun" array has already met the boundary of the burning cloud array. Under the impact of the majestic force, the two formations were overwhelmed and stalemate. Sparks burst out at the junction, and the curved protective cover was compressed, emitting a sound of broken glass. Crisp sound.

Looking at the sky from Yu Qishu's perspective, it looks like an upside-down pale green glass bowl approaching another crimson spinning top.The walls of the bowl were chipped and the top was slowed down.

Hu Si sighed slightly: "When I designed these two formations, 'Eternal Spring' meant life, vitality, and life; 'Tianhu Yunhai' meant extinction, dissipation, and intangibility. Once life is extinguished, reincarnation goes back and forth. It is an eternal rule, the two most primitive powers in the world, who can choose one? Who can win?"

"Life and death coexist, just like you and Ji Xiao, either one wins and both wins, or both lose. You can't tell the winner." Meng Xueli said.

"That's not necessarily the case." Hu Si shook his head.

The outcome is hard to tell, the cloud cannot burn the mountain, and the mountain cannot crush the lake.

The two of them realized at the same time that if they continued to fight in this way, there would be no other use except for the overturning of mountains and seas and the suffering of the world.Sea monks can still escape, and all mortal villages, towns and countries along the coast will be submerged and destroyed.

Ji Xiao put away the sword first, or the mountain.

Changchun Peak retreated to Bai Yuzhang and flew towards Yu Qishu.The latter hurriedly went up the mountain with his sword, only to see that the peach grove was broken and the ground was in a mess under several earthquakes, but fortunately he was not attacked by outsiders.Yu Qishu took off her outer robe, and picked up a nest of shivering money rats under the peach tree.Board the viewing platform to watch the battle.

Seeing that Ji Xiao closed the mountain first, Hu Si waved his sleeves to send a burst of thick fog.Ji Xiao remained motionless, his body hidden in the mist.

This is to invite you to enter the urn, but Ji Xiao has no choice but to enter.If he wanted to win, he could only destroy all the magical powers of the opponent along the way.

Yu Qi inadvertently saw that Ji Xiao's figure disappeared without a trace, so she knew that the next battle would turn from light to dark, and it would be more dangerous.

Listen to the thunder in the silent place, and distinguish between the superior and the inferior in the slightest.

The thick fog dissipated, Leihuo, Hailang, and Changchun Peak all disappeared, and Ji Xiao came to the calm Tianhu realm.The clouds gather and disperse, and in the tea pavilion sits Hu Si drinking alone and watching the scenery.

The great environment of Tianhu Lake is new, and Hu Si is also new. They are in the new time and space created by Hu Si, and they are temporarily isolated from the outside world.

Hu Si turned his head to look at Ji Xiao, and raised his glass with a smile: "You're here. What do you think of my place?"

There were echoes between heaven and earth, as if responding to him.In the domain of Hu Si, Hu Si is everywhere.He is the news of the wind, the trajectory of the clouds, and the waves of the lake.

Ji Xiao drew his sword, a sword glow pierced through the clouds, shattering a piece of silver lake water, sending silver shards flying all over the sky!

Hu Si was stunned.

Ji Xiao suddenly realized that it was not long before Hu Si established the Tianhu Great Realm. Hu Si in this time and space didn't know about their battle just now, and maybe he thought that his junior brother came to visit to congratulate him, so he showed off his proud formation.

But Chukong Wuya has been unsheathed, and he is moving forward, just like time cannot turn back, and rivers cannot flow backwards.

He has just withdrawn a sword, if he withdraws this sword again, the sword energy will be damaged, and every sword will have to be withdrawn in the future, when will he retreat?

Therefore, not only can Ji Xiao not retreat, but he also needs to use this sword to express his determination to fight.

The waves of the lake are still in the middle, and the empty space has already pierced through the chest of "Hu Si".

Ji Xiao saw the sky, the lake, the clouds, everything in the world was split apart, showing patterns like spider webs, and then the pieces shattered and flew away without a trace.

Ji Xiao came to Hanshan Mountain Road again, and Hu Si turned around from the other side of the mountain road.

This is Xiao Husi, who was a young man who had just learned from his teacher for the first time.He hasn't given up learning swords yet, so he wears a long sword at his waist. His face is still childish and somewhat arrogant: "Who are you? I'm going to the library, don't block me."

Ji Xiao remembered that next they would meet in the library, study Taoist scriptures, and then go to perform Jianping, break off branches and feed each other moves.

"Please don't do this." A flash of pain flashed in Ji Xiao's eyes.

After he resumed his cultivation, he was not like other powerhouses who were accustomed to exerting pressure by force; nor did he feel that everything was under control like before he resumed his cultivation.Who would have thought that at the moment of the decisive battle, Sword Master would use a request to solve the most important problem.

The real Hu Si didn't close this time and space, so "Little Hu Si" asked again: "Who are you? You don't wear Hanshan Taoist robes, your identity is unknown, you..."

The young man's voice came suddenly, a branch pierced his chest, Ji Xiao pulled out the branch, and a spring of blood gushed out.The boy's eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell down.

Ji Xiao didn't want to touch Chukong Wuya anymore.In spring, the spring breeze should kill people, and in autumn, autumn rain should kill people. To kill young Hu Si, use the branches of young people's tricks.

This is not a hallucination, or a mirage.

Han Shan is real, and so is "Young Hu Si". They are Hu Si intercepting fragments of past time and space and creating a new time and space.

If the "past" is a tree that goes straight up and down, this tree is now being torn out of new branches and growing wildly.Every time Hu Si died, the hourly space would be destroyed, and Ji Xiao would be thrown into the next hourly space.

Facing the past, the strongest sword in the world will also hesitate and slow down.

He didn't know how many past bullshits he would have to face, it depended on how long the current bullshit could last.

In the middle of the furnace, in the tea booth, Hu Si rubbed Moyuan, "In terms of combat power, I am indeed not as good as him, so I have to force him to keep killing me."

In the fight with no end in sight, let's see who can't hold on first, who can show timidity first, and who can collapse first.

Is the hand steady enough, is the sword fast enough, is Feisheng's mind still unshakable?

Hu Si threw away the magic element and caught it again. In this instant, Ji Xiao killed "Hu Si" 460 seven times.

Hu Si's face was slightly pale.

In Hanmen City, on a rainy autumn day, the bluestone streets are empty.A young man was walking alone with an oil-paper umbrella, expressing hurried expressions.

Ji Xiao came running from the other side of the long street, splashing water all the way. His eyes were red, and he hissed angrily: "How many times do you want me to kill you? Is five hundred times enough, is one thousand times enough?"

The young man "Hu Si" held an umbrella, held the scroll in his arms, and looked at him in surprise, like seeing a lunatic who suddenly appeared, all on guard: "Don't come here, although I can't beat you, but I will call someone, I will call My junior brother, I yelled!"

Ji Xiao fell to his knees, muddy water stained his clothes: "I hate you, brother, I hate you."

Thousands of raindrops hovered motionless.From the infinitely high sky to the infinitely far space, the raindrops all over the sky are still like this, as if the long river of time has stagnated.

Ji Xiao blinked.The rain curtain in front of him fell again and merged into a sword, piercing through the body of young Hu Si.

Another hour of destruction.

……

Combat has never been harder, and ever-victorious is never enough.To countless victories.

Ji Xiao killed Hu Si nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, personally obliterating every memory of the two hundred years of getting along with him, until he lost consciousness.

From calm, to heartache, collapse, madness, to dead silence, numbness, and indifference.

"Brother, you lost, stop." Ji Xiao dispersed the thick fog around him, and walked forward with an extremely calm expression.

In the existing time and space, from Meng Xueli's point of view, only a moment later, Ji Xiao arrived at the boundary of the cloud formation, as if Hu Sifang had let him come.