"Dang—" The sword moves for nine days, the stars are dim, the ten thousand domains are sinking, and under one sword, the ten thousand domains are all destroyed.
At this moment, the sword nine is high and the sky is blurred, everything seems to be ignored, in this world, it seems to be completely dominated by this sword.
One sword destroys the sky, the sword comes out, and the sky is nothing, this is the sword Jiujuetian!
With a sword breaking the sky, the sky disappears, everyone in the world feels that they have lost their sense of direction, and in this moment, it is like weightlessness, and the whole person is like wandering without roots.
The world collapses, and the world survives? Under the Sword of Absolute Heaven, even the heavens have been destroyed, let alone the earth, let alone three thousand worlds, let alone hundreds of millions of creatures.
Absolute Sword slaughtered the sky, in this instant, a sword penetrated everything in the world and annihilated hundreds of millions. It seemed that under this sword, even the sky wailed for it.
At this moment, everyone felt that the sky was slaughtered, the tens of thousands of domains were annihilated, all the creatures no longer existed, and there was nothing more than nothing left in the world.
"Sword Jiujuetian—" Under this sword, everyone could not help screaming for it. He was so scared that he paled and screamed.
"Sword Jiujuetian—" This sword appeared, and the Sword Master of the Earth couldn't help but change his face.
Jian Jiu, lives by the sword, he has no name, only his own sword style, Jian Jiu Yi style, is to support everything he has now, Jian Jiu Juetian, this style also represents all his strength , At least all his brilliance right now.
It seems that as soon as Jian Jiu Juetian came out, this was the most brilliant time in Jian Jiu's life, and the most supreme moment, with one sword coming out, it was already the most vivid and vivid display of everything about Jian Jiu.
Even as soon as Jian Jiu Juetian came out, Jian Jiu’s whole person was like a candle, illuminating everything with the brightest light in an instant. In this brightest light, it was not just the burning of this Jian Juetian. , Is burning Jian Jiu's life, burning Jian Jiu's faith, burning Jian Jiu's pursuit.
Jian Jiu Juetian, through Jian Jiu's life, through Jian Jiu's understanding of the ultimate kendo, this is also the ultimate performance of Jian Jiu.
One sword is absolutely heaven, there is no heaven with me, this is the ultimate state of Jian Jiu at this moment.
"Sword Jiujuetian—" Many monks screamed. Under this sword, many monks were stunned. Whether it is the great ancestor or the immortal old antique, under such a sword, they are all here. In an instant, I felt so pale and weak.
With me without heaven, this is Jian Jiu at this time.
In the sword of Jian Jiu, any big figure feels that he is powerless to fight him, and even the sky is slaughtered. Therefore, under this sword, he feels that he has been penetrated through his body in this instant. , Was ended in this moment of life.
Jian Jiu Juetian, under this sword, how many people were screaming in despair, amazed.
Just now, the Sword Master Matsuba made a sword break. How many people believed that the Sword Master Matsuba would be able to reverse and win a big profit, but the ticket was in hand.
However, as soon as Jian Jiu Juetian came out, everyone was desperate, and the disciples of the Wooden Sword Saint Kingdom were sharp, pale, and screamed.
"Dang—" Jianming was heavy, the sword broke through the air, and the sword broke!
Still the sword break, the Sword Master Matsuba hasn't changed his style, with one sword, he will go forward courageously, without turning back, he will cut straight to Juetian with a sword.
The sword breaks in one style, lofty and motionless, only seeking sword breaks, fearless and fearless, no matter the heaven is extinct, one sword strikes, only cuts off.
The sword broke in a single stroke and swung it out without any hesitation or looking back. At this time, it was so decisive.
The moment the sword was swung, anyone could feel the decisive heart of Sword Master Matsuba, and anyone could feel the generosity of Sword Master Matsuba to die, face it calmly, without the slightest unwillingness or the slightest. Despair.
On the contrary, when the sword was slammed in one stroke, the Sword Master Matsuba had a hint of joy. It seemed that the sword was worthy of his sword.
"Clang—" The sound of the sword touch could not be heard, and the cold light flashed. In this instant, the world seemed to have become eternity, everything became silent, and everything seemed to be frozen in this instant.
The moment the two swords meet, the passing cold light seems to have become the most eternal light in the world. Millions of years have passed, it is still eternal, and it seems that even the extremely long river of time is still diminished. There can be no such eternal cold light.
For a while, everyone fell into a standstill, and a movement that was so subtle that it couldn't be more subtle was interpreted to the limit in this instant.
"Dang—" In the end, the end of the sound of the sword sound dragged on for a long time, breaking all the silence, all the freeze, it seems that after this kind of sword sound fell, time flowed again, and everything in the world was restored. The way it was before.
Jian Jiu stood there, and the Sword Master Songye stood there. They all stood holding their swords. It seemed that they had all completed the most sacred rituals of their lives. Their straight bodies were like ancient pine standing for millions of years.
After a long time, everyone came back to their senses. Everyone couldn't help but look at Jian Jiu and Sword Master Matsuba, but they didn't move, and everyone didn't know who won or lost.
At this moment, blood slowly flowed down from the blade and dripped from the tip of the sword.
"Pleasure—" Finally, Sword Master Matsuba said such a sentence, which was full of freedom and ease. It seemed that the sword just brought him great happiness.
Hearing the words of Sword Master Matsuba, many people looked at each other, it seemed that Sword Master Matsuba had won, and everyone couldn't help looking at Jian Jiu.
Jian Jiu is holding a long sword, indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations. It seems that from the beginning to the end, Jian Jiu has not fluctuated the slightest emotion. Jian Jiu is Jian Jiu. He seems to be a person without any emotions. , He is nothing more than a sword, a sword has never been emotional.
"Could it be that Sword Master Matsuba won." A younger generation couldn't help but muttered softly.
However, the existence of the Sword Saint of the Earth and the others was solemn, they couldn't help but sighed softly. There is no doubt that at this time, the Sword of the Earth and the others had already seen the victory.
There was a sound of "Puff—", and finally, the Sword Master Songye spouted blood, blood like a rainbow, running through the night sky, the body of the Sword Master Songye was like pushing a golden mountain and falling down a jade pillar, falling straight, from the peak of the river. Fell down.
"Master—" Princess Ning Zhu couldn't help screaming when she saw the Sword Master Songye planted and fell.
Although Princess Ning Zhu knew the outcome of the defeat a long time ago, she was also mentally prepared, but when she saw her master dying under the sword of Jian Jiu, Princess Ning Zhu still screamed in gloom. .
"Your Majesty—" At this moment, the ancestors and disciples of the Wooden Sword Saint Kingdom also yelled one after another. Several ancestors stood up and caught the corpse of Sword Master Songye who had fallen from Zhaojiang Peak. .
"Your Majesty—" When the ancestors of the Wood Sword Saint Kingdom caught the body of the Sword Master Songye, the Sword Master Songye had already passed away suddenly.
At this time, the blood soaked through the clothes, and the chest of Sword Master Matsuba was covered with blood stains. There is no doubt that Jian Jiu’s one move just now had already killed the Sword Master Matsuba, even if the sword did not penetrate. The body of Sword Master Matsuba, but the terrifying sword aura and invincible sword intent already penetrated the body of Sword Master Matsuba.
"Your Majesty—" the disciples of the Wooden Sword Saint Kingdom couldn't help but scream, but the Sword Master Matsuba has passed away, his eyes closed tightly, and there is no last word.
"Master—" Princess Ning Zhu looked from a distance, and couldn't help but cried out in sorrow. She didn't go there. After all, she was no longer a disciple of the Saint Kingdom of Wooden Sword.
"Let's go—" At this time, the ancestor of the Saint Kingdom of Wooden Sword glanced at Jian Jiu, and finally ordered his disciple to carry the body of Sword Master Songye and leave.
After all, Sword Master Matsuba had been in contact with him, and his decisive battle with Jian Jiu was a battle of the strong. Victory or defeat lies in skill, and the Wooden Sword Saint Kingdom does not need to avenge him.
Therefore, Sword Master Matsuba died under the sword of Jian Jiu, and the disciples of the Saint Kingdom of Wooden Sword could not rush to find Jian Jiu for revenge.
Jian Jiu was indifferent, just watching the disciples of the Wooden Sword Saint Kingdom carry away the body of Sword Master Songye, without the slightest embarrassment.
"Boom, boom, boom" Just after the body of Sword Master Songye was carried away, there was a roaring sound. At this moment, I saw Zhaojiang Peak collapsed, and countless gravel and mud instantly smashed into the rivers and lakes. In the midst, there was a huge wave of thousands of feet.
Zhao Jiangfeng collapsed, and it shocked many strong monks. However, after looking back, everyone was not surprised. After all, the sword nine-one style just now was absolutely heavenly, although it was not slashed on the earth. , However, his terrifying sword aura and invincible sword intent had penetrated Zhaojiang Peak in an instant, and the entire Zhaojiang Peak had been penetrated, so it collapsed suddenly.
Zhao Jiangfeng collapsed, Jian Jiu still standing there coldly.
And the one that was still there turned out to be the old pine, and the master of the sword of Songye died. However, the old pine rooted in the lake and grew on the lake. The pine leaves were still green, blowing gently in the night breeze. As time passed, the branches and leaves swayed.
At this moment, everyone suddenly seemed to see Sword Master Matsuba again, as if he was still standing there, still vigorous and powerful.
"A generation of suzerain is so annihilated." Watching such a scene, after a long time, a strong man came back to his senses, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Sword Master Matsuba, one of the six Sect Masters of Jianzhou, among the six Sect Masters, he is the oldest and the most respected. In the end, he has not escaped a catastrophe today, and died under the sword of Jian Jiu. This is indeed true. Many strong people could not help but sigh.
"Swordsmanship is eternal." The Sword Master of the Earth couldn't help but sighed softly, and said: "Sword Master Matsuba, my generation is also an example."
For a while, many people sighed with emotion.
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