In the center of the ruins of the Bone Tower, the Bone Tower stands like a giant tree.
When the Sword Master and Ji Xuan crossed the skeleton tower one after another, Ning Changjiu and Si Ming were already wrapped in the power of time and rushed towards Guyun City at high speed.
The deeper he went, the more Ning Jiujiu felt that this siege had been planned for a long time.
Almost every thousand miles here, there is a shovel stuck in the ground. They form a network that is far wider than Guyun City. No matter where they choose to escape or in which remote direction they flee, they will be trapped by the big network constructed by this shovel. Find out online.
Si Ming held Ning Changjiu's hand and flew at high speed in mid-air. The air hitting them was like water flow, and when it touched them, it spread to both sides.
Not long after, behind them, Ye Yun was split by the sword energy, and the sword master in ancient robes also came with the sword, traveling thousands of miles in a moment.
Si Ming used all her strength to destroy her spiritual power. She glanced at Ning Changjiu and said, "What's the current situation in Guyun City? Can you see clearly from this distance?"
"I can see clearly." Ning Jiujiu said, "But I can't tell who they are..."
"What do you need from me?" Si Ming was furious.
Ning Jiujiu said: "How about we rush over to a place with few people?"
"Stupid!" Siming yelled angrily: "Where there are few people, there are elites. Where there are many people, there may be a rabble, which makes it easier to get in."
"What do you think we should do?" Ning Jiujiu asked.
Si Ming thought for a moment and said, "Look for the location of the city gate. Let's just pretend to be husband and wife and sneak in."
Ning Jiujiu said: "Our love is stronger than gold, why should we pretend to be husband and wife?"
Si Ming was stunned for a moment, and became even more annoyed. His cold eyes looked at him: "You are sick. At this time, you still have the heart to say such love words? Do you really think I am a little girl?"
Ning Jiujiu said seriously: "In case we survive, if you think about these words afterwards, won't you be moved by them?"
"?" Si Ming became angry when he heard this: "You really dare to say that?"
Ning Jiujiu stopped talking nonsense. He held his breath and concentrated, looking down from the sky with his lunar eyes, while saying: "There are many unusual buildings in Guyun City."
"What building?" Siming asked.
Ning Changjiu said: "Similar to the Immortal Killing Tower..."
The building where flying swords kill people.
Siming asked in confusion: "Shaxian Tower will fight to the death to kill Ziting Peak. What are you afraid of?"
Ning Changjiu said: "There are a lot of people in this building."
Siming said coldly: "Anyway, you can handle it on your own. You go and break into the building, and I'll stop the Sword Master. If you can't handle it, don't expect me to fly to block the sword for you."
Ning Jiujiu nodded and said, "Well, be careful and don't show off."
"You should keep this for yourself." Siming snorted coldly and stopped suddenly. She held Ning Changjiu in one hand and used the inertia to throw him towards Guyun City. She held Yu Lei in the other hand and stepped on the void. He jumped up quietly to stop the figure that was striking like thunder.
Outside Guyun City, the colliding sword light exploded again. It was like thunder that awakened insects. After the sound, the majestic city in the clouds also became restless.
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"It's begun. Is the Feijian of Shaxian Tower in place?"
"Well, everything is fine, except that a flying sword is extremely expensive to make..."
"This is an order from Lord Sword Master himself. Sword Pavilion will never treat you badly."
"Of course I believe in Master Sword Master. I just always feel that this flying sword is overqualified and overused?"
“Try to be foolproof.”
Similar conversations are ongoing in Guyun City.
From the moment the sword light exploded outside the city, the sword to kill the immortal was like an arrow entering the crossbow chamber, tense and ready to go.
As long as Ning Jiujiu's figure is detected by Guyun City's formation, the ten Immortal Killing Towers will all draw their swords, and the scene will be as beautiful as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
However, most of these ten Immortal Killing Towers are temporary structures, and the hunter doesn't expect them to be very powerful. They just want to stop him temporarily.
But Ning Jiujiu's figure did not appear outside the city as expected.
In the center of the Immortal Killing Tower, a white-robed Taoist priest walked out with a sword on his back. His clothes were ordinary, but the sword on his back was shining brightly.
He is the deputy sect leader of one of the Eight Gods Sect. He has been in seclusion for many years to cultivate his Qi, but he has only cultivated a sword, but his physical body is still getting old.
During this hunt, more or less people from all the major sects came, and all those who came were given heavy promises.
And what he wanted to achieve was the acquired sword body cultivation method of Jiange, so as to achieve the state of eternal immortality like the body and the sword.
The white-robed Taoist priest waited patiently for the visitor.
He didn't wait long for Ning, but he waited for something unexpected to happen.
The Immortal Killing Tower on the far right suddenly exploded and turned into sky-high fragments in the bright fire.
"What's going on?" The white-robed Taoist priest was shocked.
His first reaction was to use Thousand Miles Flying Sword, but his sea of consciousness could not capture the traces of the monks outside the city. Ning Jiujiu was rumored to be just a disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect. How could the sea of consciousness see further than him
Without waiting for a reaction, the second Immortal Killing Tower also exploded.
The night sky of Guyun City was illuminated.
On the top of the city, the young man in white robe and the big man in green shirt looked at the sudden fireworks in the city and gently put down the cups in their hands.
"Are these all planned?" The big man in green shirt is Jiuling Yuansheng.
Since Bai Zang was not in Silver Snow Palace, he took the opportunity to leave the City of Ten Thousand Demons and traveled here with Bai Ze to wait for Ke Wenzhou's arrival.
Bai Ze said: "Jiange is your mortal enemy and a thorn in your side. Master has wanted to remove this thorn a long time ago."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng originally wanted to ask why his master didn't personally take action to remove this evil obstacle. But he immediately thought that the Moon God sitting in the Heavenly Palace was very likely to be the same as the King sitting in the Kingdom of God, and could not really take action. If it was just a projection, it would really be unable to do anything to Ke Wenzhou now.
Jiuling Yuansheng asked in a deep voice: "How sure are you of killing Ke Wenzhou during this trip?"
Bai Ze said: "For a person like the Sword Master, the coffin can only be determined after killing him. There is no chance of winning."
Jiuling Yuan Sheng sighed. He recalled the past five hundred years ago and said coldly: "When the saint accepted him as his disciple, it could be said that he gave everything to him. At the beginning of the divine war, the golden-winged roc even I also carried him throughout this world, but I never thought that now one of them has become a remnant soul and the other has become a traitor."
Bai Ze thought for a while and smiled calmly: "The deceased is gone. After today, I hope everything can be settled."
Jiuling Yuansheng nodded, and his burly body stood up from the city wall, revealing his green mane and eight-sided ghost fire.
More than half a month ago, he, Ning Changjiu, Siming, and Bai Ze were all life-or-death enemies, but now they have become temporary allies because of their common enemy. It can be said that their fate is unpredictable.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng showed his true form.
On the city wall, many monks who had been waiting for the attack were frightened. They all took out their flying swords and aimed them at him.
Guyun City was already a mixed bag. They had thought that there would be traitors among them, but they never thought that a big demon would come to the city head openly!
Jiuling Yuan Sheng looked at dozens of flying swords thrust towards him. He clenched his fists, shook his arm sleeves, slightly arched his body, opened his lion's mouth, and swallowed these flying swords directly into his mouth, chewing them with a crunch. A smash.
He shook his arms and blasted out two giant lion-like punches that swept over the city wall, like a raging river of quicksand.
On the city wall, many high-level monks were beaten and flew backwards, vomiting blood.
Since Jiuling Yuan Sheng broke the hundred-year-old precept, he no longer pretends to be a stone lion and reveals his ferocious nature.
He stamped his foot fiercely, and the nine heads roared together, revealing his majestic true body, instantly creating countless cracks in the city wall.
Even if he is seriously injured and has not recovered, he is still a great demon at the peak of the Five Paths and the strongest demon in the world. How can a gang of people in Guyun City resist his power.
Bai Ze glanced at the sword intent that lit up in the distance and said, "You go and stop Ke Wenzhou first, and I'll welcome the junior brother into the city. I'll come back later."
"Yes." Jiuling Yuan Sheng responded, his voice was rich, and he meant no nonsense. His body exploded through the city wall and flew up into the sky.
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Outside the city, in the windy sky, Si Ming's figure moved quickly.
At high speeds that could not be captured by the naked eye, the two figures kept colliding and staggering, erupting with earth-shattering metal collisions and cross sparks across the sky.
As the Sword Master said, Si Ming had less than a 10% chance of winning against him at this moment.
This side of heaven and earth perfectly fits the sword master, but they are mutually exclusive with Si Ming. One is uniquely blessed by nature, while the other is not tolerated by heaven and earth. This may seem subtle, but it often creates a fatal gap in the same situation.
The sky shook, and the flames of the cross pierced the night. After the fire disappeared, a large area of collapsed void was left.
During the first strike, Si Ming was evenly matched with him.
The second sword, the third sword...
Her figure was constantly forced back, a hundred miles at a time, a thousand miles at a time, and the Yu Lei in her hand was deformed by the impact, like a twisted iron rod.
She gritted her teeth and tried her best to resist.
Siming knew that she was far from exhausted, and she still had the ability to resist, so she was not worried that the sword master would continue to attack her. What's more, in the distance, a man in red was also coming at full speed.
But what worried her most happened.
The sword master's sword fight with her was not to defeat her, but to break up her defense, take advantage of the situation, and slash Ning Jiujiu with one sword.
His goal is only to be long-term.
Ning Changjiu was still outside the city at this moment.
He knew that the city was heavily guarded, so he did not enter the city rashly. He pulled out the iron shovel on the ground and used it as a flying sword. He used the Eye of the Taiyin to determine the location of the Immortal Killing Tower, and struck unexpectedly at targeted points, destroying these apparent dangers. Go, take advantage of the situation to create chaos and build momentum to break into the city.
The two Immortal Killing Towers were destroyed one after another. Ning Jiujiu mobilized his spiritual power and was already going up with his sword in one go, but he saw the huge figure of Nine Spirit Yuan Sheng suddenly appearing on top of the tower.
He was shocked subconsciously, but immediately relaxed, realizing that his target was definitely not him.
Jiuling Yuansheng had already left the city, and he rushed towards the city almost at the same time.
Without the completed Sword Formation of the Immortal Killing Tower, there were at most two practitioners in the first realm of the Five Paths in Guyun City. Ning Changjiu was confident that as long as he wanted to escape, they would not be able to stop them.
But it was also at this moment that the hairs on his back were illuminated by cold light, making it feel cold and air-conditioned.
The void behind him cracked, and the Sword Master's sword locked onto him, crossing the void and slashing down in the air. The stunning arc of light surpassed his escape speed and covered him.
Ning Changjiu's mind was tense. He stared at the sword with all his strength and tried to drag it away with the water and moon in the mirror.
But soon, something stopped, and a sharp squeaking sound sounded above the head.
It was a big iron umbrella.
The one holding the umbrella is Jiuling Yuansheng.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng revealed his true body. His body was as big as a mountain. The iron umbrella in his hand also swelled. When it was opened, it looked like a black iron curtain.
The sword master's sword hit the umbrella surface, causing the umbrella ribs to tremble, but was blocked outside.
"Junior brother, don't be in a daze, let's go."
A gentle voice sounded in Ning Jiujiu's ear.
Bai Ze grabbed Ning Changjiu's wrist, and his figure disappeared in a flash, appearing outside the city gate a moment later.
"Leave the Sword Master to us, junior brother, don't worry too much," Bai Ze said.
Ning Jiujiu felt ashamed and said: "I have entered the Five Realms, but I still have to take care of everything. I feel really guilty."
Bai Ze smiled faintly and said: "Junior brother has hooked out the Sword Master's bait and has done his duty. Don't worry about the rest. Just practice Taoism with peace of mind. Master once said... "
"What did you say?" Ning asked for a long time.
Bai Ze said: "Master said that one day you will use an arrow of immortality to kill an immortal. We are all waiting for that day."
Ning took a deep breath and nodded vigorously.
He knew that time was running out, and he had no intention of exploring anything further. He quickly said goodbye to his Sixth Senior Brother, and ventured alone into Guyun City, which was surrounded by thousands of dangerous ravines.
Bai Ze disappeared outside the city.
Behind the broken city wall, the fire has spread.
…
Outside Guyun City, it can be said that there are gatherings of gods and goddesses.
Jiuling Yuansheng held the iron umbrella of the sacred weapon, and his body was like an iron bull. During the rampage, he forced the indomitable sword master to retreat a hundred feet.
The sword master wanted to retreat, but Siming's sword had already cut into the air, blocking his retreat.
The sword master blocked the sword horizontally and bounced away from Siming. The figure was thrown high and flew towards the sky.
boom!
In the sky, a slender long sword suddenly appeared.
Where the long sword fell, the vast clouds began to collapse, their thickness disappeared, and turned into a long river-like ancient scroll, blocking the top
Ji Xuan has also chased him.
Jiuling Yuan Sheng, Siming, and Ji Xuan had formed a flanking attack on the Sword Master. After a while, Bai Ze also returned here, revealing his nine-tailed white lion.
The situation was instantly reversed, and the four men surrounded the Sword Master, leaving no way out.
The priest, the Six Gods of Taichu, and the two most powerful monsters.
Although most of the four of them have lost their glory long ago, how can they break the killing plan they joined together, even if they are as strong as the Sword Master
The siege set up by the four disciples of Jiange at Tianhu Peak suddenly seemed like child's play compared to these four people.
The sword master looked at them, his face still as calm as before.
"Have everyone finally arrived?"
The sword master spoke calmly. In this meeting at the pinnacle of the human world, the sword master had no intention of risking his own life. He held his ancient sword with an expression of indifference and nostalgia, "You set up a trap to hunt me, but you didn't know that I was the one who followed the trend and killed you together. what about you?"
"I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still so crazy." Jiuling Yuan Sheng held an ancient umbrella and said with a majestic voice: "I haven't seen the legendary three realms in five hundred years. Now that you have reached this stage, why do you need to hide your secrets? Just show it. Show your trump cards.”
The sword master did not answer, but asked: "Is the golden-winged roc okay?"
Jiuling Yuan Sheng sneered and said: "The rabbit is dead and the fox is sad, who can you show it to? I am responsible for the death of the golden-winged roc. If you want to maintain the false love five hundred years ago, you can draw your sword and kill me today for him." revenge."
The sword master sighed, and the last trace of emotion disappeared from his eyes.
He tightened his grip on the sword in his hand and suddenly turned it. This turn was like a switch being triggered, and a loud rumbling sound was heard in his flesh and blood body.
Siming narrowed his eyes and had a bad premonition.
At her level, almost everyone knows that it is said that the three realms do not improve much in terms of power compared to the five realms. What they upgrade is the ethereal realm, and this realm is the brick that knocks the Immortal Palace apart. The guide to great freedom.
The more core reason is that every cultivator is a container. Changshou, Ziting, and Five Paths. Every time a realm is broken, the body as a container will gain far more space than before. It can not only accommodate more spiritual energy, but also It can deliver doubled spiritual power in a short period of time.
But there is no such gap between the Five Realms and the Three Legendary Realms.
But this celestial chasm does not exist. During the Taichu God War, the first batch of ancient immortals who took advantage of the chaos to ascend were incredibly powerful. The legendary realm they once lived in was completely different from today. But what happened between the two, no one can explain clearly for thousands of years.
Likewise, no one knows whether the legendary realm that the Sword Master wants to reach is a legend in the current sense, a legend at the level of an ancient true immortal, or even stronger!
They will not sit back and watch the Sword Master break through.
The moment the sword master twisted his sword, four figures rushed forward.
The unprecedented battle broke out in an instant.
The infinite openness between heaven and earth is their battlefield.
The sword energy was unsheathed vertically and horizontally, the space collapsed, the plane fell, the sword chants and lion roars rang out, and exploded in the five-color sword fire.
Thousands of miles away from Guyun City, a violent wind filled with sword energy suddenly set off. It was like a raised hand, reaching up to the Ruins Sea and down to the surface, tearing the world apart like cotton wool.
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In Guyun City.
The white-robed Taoist carries a colorful sword on his back and looks at the horrifying scene in the distance.
Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even the great cultivators in the Purple Court Realm have retreated to the city, but he is still standing on the Killing Sword Tower, waiting for anyone to come.
He has entered the Five Paths for many years, but he has always stayed at the initial stage of the Five Paths.
He was watching the battle of gods from a distance today, and his originally lifeless Taoist mind gave birth to countless enlightenments. These enlightenments were something he would not have experienced even if he had been in seclusion for thousands of years.
The white-robed Taoist was excited. He knew that no matter success or failure, today would be his opportunity to break the path.
He stood on the roof of the building where the strong wind blew against his face, looking into the distance in a daze.
"grown ups."
A man's voice suddenly sounded in the wind: "This is the formation pestle of the Immortal Killing Tower. It was lost in the chaos and has been found."
"Yes." The white-robed Taoist responded casually and said, "Put it down."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Isn’t the Formation Pestle of the Immortal Killing Tower always in my hand? When was it lost
"Who are you?!" The white-robed Taoist shouted sharply and turned around suddenly.
A sword has been handed to him.
That is the sure-kill sword of the Tianyu Sword Scripture.
The sword pierced his throat.
The vitality on the face of the white-robed Taoist disappeared rapidly.
Ning held the sword for a long time and flicked the sword horizontally.
The white-robed Taoist's head rolled to the ground. A closer look revealed that it was just a mask.
The white robe was also empty, and a gray shadow jumped out of it like a weasel, and fled madly towards the downstairs of Shaxian.
"It's really hard to kill Wudao..." Ning let out a long breath, suppressed the backlash of the failed kill sword, and did not pursue it.
Although the white-robed Taoist relied on his magical power to abandon his physical body and the golden cicada escaped from its shell, he was unable to fight back and posed no threat to himself.
He grabbed the colorful sword.
Along the way, he was worried that he didn't have a sword that he could use easily.
He held the sword, revealed the golden crow, forged the sword with golden fire, washed away the traces of the original owner, and took it as his own.
Ning let out a long breath and glanced at the divine battle that broke out in front of him and the aftermath of the wave of attacks.
Although he knew that killing the Sword Master was of great importance, he did not want Si Ming to put himself in danger.
Ning Jiujiu did not think or complain too much about this.
He immediately took up the colorful sword and destroyed all the surrounding Immortal Killing Towers as well as the one he was in.
Then, he jumped into the city and sat cross-legged in a deserted corner. While observing the battle situation with his lunar eyes, he restored the power of himself and the divine bow without slacking off for a moment.
Even if Ning Jiujiu had such authority, he still could not truly see the details of that divine battle.
But he could sense that facing the siege of four peerless masters, the Sword Master was obviously at an absolute disadvantage.
In the sea of spiritual energy gathered by the divine battle, five figures set off a turbulence that destroyed the world. In the ruins of the skeleton tower below, huge rocks were constantly being pulled up by the invisible force, thrown into it, and crushed into pieces.
The earth is sunken, the sky is sinking, and the whole world seems to have turned into a guillotine.
The sword master was attacked from all sides, and his body suffered eighteen wounds of varying depths in the brief confrontation.
Siming originally thought that as he now vassalized the Heavenly Dao, his legendary realm would surpass that of the ancient immortals. Who would have thought that under such bluffing, the realm he displayed was only a sliver higher than the peak of the Five Paths? That’s all.
If this continues, without using half a stick of incense, the four of them will be able to use all the sword master's methods to kill him in the ruins of the skeleton tower.
Their swords fell on their bodies, as if they were being punished by Ling Chi, but no matter how seriously injured the sword master was, his face, as old-fashioned as an old scholar, remained unchanged.
This kind of calmness is not the calmness of surrendering to death, but rather seems to be a sure victory, which the four people present are puzzled by.
Looking from a distance, Ning Changjiu looks calm.
This kind of calmness is exactly the same as the calmness on the Juggernaut's face.
The storm outside the city rolled up thunder that never stopped.
In Ning Changjiu's mind, he always recalled the scene on the Liusha River that day, with the mist rising and falling, and the murderous intent filling the air.
At a certain moment, Ning Jiujiu suddenly opened his eyes.
"Master Sword Master, stop hiding." Ning Jiujiu suddenly spoke and said loudly: "Does it take Ding Sheng's sword to kill a junior like me? Doesn't he think too highly of me?"
In the dim alley, the old man's voice came.
As soon as the voice fell, an old man appeared in front of Ning Jiujiu.
He has an old sword in his ancient robe and is making a gesture to draw the sword.
It was none other than Sword Master Ke Wenzhou.
The sword master was clearly fighting with the four people outside the city, why did he suddenly appear here
Ning Jiujiu has already guessed the answer - the outer body.
When the golden-winged roc was devoured by the Nine Spirits Yuansheng, he relied on his own body to take his place. That scene was still fresh in his memory.
It is not surprising that the sword master and the golden-winged roc master came from the same sect and learned this method.
When Ning Jiujiu discovered that the sword master outside the city had not become very powerful even after breaking through the realm, he grasped this originally vague speculation in his heart.
What's more, the Sword Master's target has been him from beginning to end.
Even if there are countless mortal enemies, even if thousands of people block his way, the only one he wants to kill is himself.
The sword master's body had been waiting for him in the city for a long time.
Just waiting for the real body to fight to the death with everyone, they have no intention of caring about this place and draw their swords.
But even if Ning Jiujiu guessed this, he had no other choice. The enemy was hidden and we were clear, so he could only sit quietly and recuperate, waiting for the sword master to take action.
The Juggernaut is here.
"You are smarter than I thought." The sword master praised him, raised his sword neatly and said, "This sword cuts through wisdom."
Of course Ning Jiujiu would not sit still and wait for death. He had also been waiting for a long time.
It was so embarrassing to be chased by the sword master all the way, but now he was right in front of him. Instead of showing any fear, Ning Changjiu's blood was ignited like anger - if he couldn't kill even one of his outer bodies, how could he complete the master's job? The desire to kill the immortal with the arrow of the immortal
When the sword master lowered his sword, Ning Changjiu held the colorful sword, his figure suddenly moved, and he took the initiative to meet him.
In the back alley, golden flames lit up the sky.