Yuehua came too fast, and everyone couldn't do anything, only two thoughts flashed in their hearts: Xiao Tingyun must die; why did the saint suddenly shoot and kill a junior
In the state of Guiqing, he relies more on intuition rather than evidence to judge good and bad luck. He deduced that the night was dangerous and variable, and Xiao Tingyun's whole body was complicated, and he couldn't see where he came from. Maybe he was a descendant with blood kinship with Ji Xiao. .
This is enough to make Gui Qing extremely vigilant - other things can be discussed later, even if it is unreasonable at the moment, he will definitely kill this son, and he needs to be killed with one blow. He must not be allowed to take one more step and say more!
Ji Xiao raised his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.
An invisible sword qi emanated from his sword fingers, and was colliding with the top Yuehua. Yuehua collapsed suddenly, and his whole body was like a rain of light.
If he missed a hit, Ji Xiao was already standing under the mirror.
The shadow of his soul was clearly reflected in the mirror, and the room was silent for a moment.
I saw that face with sharp lines, sword eyebrows, star eyes, and lonely and cold, but it was not Xiao Tingyun, but a familiar person who was respected, feared, respected, and hated.
Before Gui Qing Hu Si became a saint, his tall back shrouded the world of practice for more than a hundred years.
Someone from the Hanshan disciple shouted with a trembling voice, "It's Sword Master!"
Everyone was shocked.
The monks were dumbfounded: "This, Ji Xiao Jianzun is not dead?!"
Gui Qing didn't expect Yuehua's sword qi to be dissipated, and was about to attack with all his strength, but when he saw Ji Xiao's figure, he forgot the demeanor of a saint for a while, got up and shouted: "This is impossible, Ji Xiao died in a place outside the world, and there are no bones left!"
Why is Ji Xiao still alive? Is everything you do for nothing
The real Taiheng had the same reaction as him, even if the facts were in front of him, he was unwilling or unable to believe it.
"How could Ji Xiao come back to life? It must be Meng Xueli's demonic illusion, everyone, don't be fooled by him!"
The vast majority of people just stared at Ji Xiao, and the cultivators with a little more thought and rich experience frowned: Why are the Mingyue Lake and Huai Shui Zhou Family so sure that Ji Xiao is dead, instead of being surprised that Ji Xiao is not dead
Could it be that they were in a place outside the world and witnessed Ji Xiao's death with their own eyes? Did Ji Xiao's death really have a secret
The Hanshan disciples thought that Xiao Tingyun, the junior brother of Changchun Peak, was actually a real person from Jixiao. No wonder the Chongbi Peak Master listened to his instructions with confidence.
Some young disciples from other sects thought that they had been taught by the King of Snow Mountain and Sword Master Jixiao. Central City lost well, but it became an honor. This experience is enough for a lifetime.
Ji Xiao said calmly: "It's just a fluke to be reborn."
Explaining it in an understatement in one sentence can be a huge stimulus for some people.
"Boom!" Gui Qing's coercion erupted, and the elders who were standing around him swept away. His figure flashed like a gust of wind and swept to the top of the heavy eaves and spires of the Huxin Pavilion. Yun Xuzi and the others followed with their swords, and Gui Qing raised his hand slightly, signaling the people below to not move.
He stands alone on the top of the pavilion, his sleeves are flying, and he stares down at Ji Xiao, with a slightly better aura.
The two saints, the old and the new, and the two sects in the world confront each other. Mingyue Lake was silent. It is clear that the autumn wind is bleak, the lakes and mountains are vast, but everyone feels that the air is dull and the space is cramped.
Only Meng Xueli patted Yu Qishu on the shoulder, and said in a very low voice: "Xiao Yu, you must fight against others in the future, and you must take this attitude. The more you want to look down on others, the more guilty you will actually be."
Yu Qishu nodded obediently: "I remember."
Meng Xueli was very satisfied: "You may not understand the fighting style of their realm. We will fight later. If I am free, I will explain it to you. If I am not free, you can take a look at the sword track."
"Okay Brother Meng, thank you Brother Meng!"
Meng Xueli introduced the two demons Chichu and Feiyu to Yu Qishu again, and exhorted: "There are also Tai Heng and Yun Xuzi over there, if they attack you with swords, I just don't care, you Just hide in Chi Chu, behind Fei Yu, don't be taken hostage. Originally, it was the tacit consensus that the elders would not take action against the younger generation! But now I'm not sure, the world is getting worse, and it's common to be disrespectful to the old, not all like Your master and brother are so kind and kind..."
Master Taiheng thought they were conspiring in a low voice for something big, so he hurriedly pierced his ears and listened attentively, but when he heard this conversation, he was so angry: "Shuzi is arrogant!"
A sword light flew by, and the killing intent in the sword enveloped Meng Xueli and his group.
The name of Taiheng's sword is Jihai. At this time, he used the sword in anger, not to be dazzled by the anger, but to use the chilling meaning of this lake's cold autumn water to break the deadlock between Ji Xiao and Gui Qing.
He knew that Gui Qing was scheming, and planned to kill Ji Xiao back then, but Gui Qing hid in the dark at first, unsure of how he would not come forward. At this time, he was afraid that after the opponent's deduction, he found that he and Ji Xiao could only lose both in the fight tonight, which would be of no benefit to the sect.
If the two saints withdraw their hands, other sects do not need to choose sides and stand in line, and the crisis will be resolved tonight, which is also a blessing for the cultivation world.
But how to reconcile? When Ji Xiao was reborn, there must be hatred of revenge and anger in his heart. Someone must bear these. In order to show the sincerity of reconciliation, Gui Qing could not guarantee that he would not be pushed out as a scapegoat.
This is undoubtedly the worst situation for Tai Heng and the family behind him. Tai Heng will never allow it to happen, so he is the first to use his sword.
The Jihai sword was unsheathed, and the sword light passed by, and Mingyue Lake was like a furious sea turning waves, raising stormy waves. The foundation of the bamboo road on the lake swayed like a lonely boat on the sea. The water waves gathered together, like a water curtain city wall, covering the clouds and the moon, supporting Tai Heng's body to rise five or six feet, pressing down on the bamboo platform.
Everyone didn't expect that he would do it when he said that he would do it, and one move would be the strongest magical power. Meng Xueli didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he pushed Yu Qishu towards Chi Chu and Fei Yu with one hand, and "Baiyin Baidai" in the other hand, leaping high and leaping, even stepping on the water waves. He is now in possession of the human race cultivation base, the power of ten thousand demons designed by Lingshan, and the power of stars in the outer universe, but the latter two powers cannot be used freely.
Where Meng Xueli stepped, the lake water seemed to be boiled, and white smoke billowed up.
Everyone felt extremely cold at one time, and extremely hot at the same time.
Meng Xueli went upstream, flexibly twirling and jumping, flashing the incoming sword energy again and again, and constantly approaching Tai Heng. He seemed to be in danger, but he was extremely labor-saving. Tai Heng failed to hit repeatedly, his fear and anger grew, and the sword energy poured out like a storm.
Meng Xueli had already stepped on the highest wave, fighting closely with Tai Heng, but the latter could not get away.
The Hanshan disciples watched anxiously, especially the three Chongbi Peaks. They once again shouted the slogan of the secret realm team formation: "Elder be careful!"
Immediately summoned the disciples of the Zhou family and glared angrily: "Being in the same stream as the demon clan is not worthy of being a human being!"
They couldn't go up against the monstrous waves, and they were afraid that they would be blown away by the strong wind before they approached.
The two sides drew their swords and waited. Seeing that the two generals of the Hanshan faction met for the second time, Ji Xiao moved first.
He took the initiative to break the coercive stalemate with Gui Qing, and a sword qi came first. The water waves were split by the sword energy, separating the two sides.
Sword coercion pressed, and the sea of anger had to be leveled.
As soon as Jihai's sword intent broke, Tai Heng fell to the waves, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Ji Xiao bitterly: "You..."
Meng Xueli glanced at Ji Xiao, dismantled "Bai Yin Daidai" into two swords, and threw it at the opponent.
"Good fight!" Suddenly someone laughed. It was Gui Qing, his expression was mocking and smug, as if seeing Han Shan fighting in the same room was a great satisfaction, his eyes crossed Ji Xiao, looked into the distance, and sneered:
"What have you done, do you think he doesn't know? As long as he doesn't die tonight, he won't let you go in the future. Can you still sleep and end up with Tai Heng sooner or later!"
In fact, Tai Heng thought something wrong, and Gui Qing didn't plan to reconcile at all. Ji Xiao has become a demon, and he has become the biggest obstacle on the road. How to reconcile
He didn't say this to Ji Xiao, but if he meant something. And to give people fear first, and then hope, Gui Qing changed the situation:
"I just watched it carefully, and he hasn't fully recovered from his realm. If we can work together to kill him once, we can kill him a second time! He can't hurt Tai Heng's life with a single strike. Why is the cultivation world still his world? !"
These words are not useless. The human desire to survive overwhelms fear. More than a dozen black shadows swept across the bamboo platform, and the breath was not released, and it was about to move.
People who had participated in the design of Ji Xiao's death had to stand up and prepare to work together to kill Ji Xiao again.
Ji Xiao glanced at them. There are people from all sects and sects, some invited to be defeated by his sword, some begged him to fail, and some had no hope of breaking through and wasted their lifespan. They used to be big names in shock and deterrence, and they were very senior. But in Ji Xiao's heart, he couldn't remember their names and dao numbers.
Seeing them appear in the same door, they are either surprised, or sighed, or silent.
Gui Qing said again: "You guys came out, as well as your younger disciples, family nephews, if Ji Xiao didn't die after tonight, how could he let him go?"
Meng Xueli originally thought that the death of Ji Xiao was most likely due to the cooperation between Tai Heng and Mingyue Lake. At most, Senior Brother Ji Xiao watched from the sidelines, but unexpectedly, nearly 20 people in the cultivation world had a share, from all sects and sects.
He looked at the night sky, the full moon was bright, infinitely desolate. He drew his sword and looked around at a loss.
"I don't want to go this far." Ji Xiao said to himself.
Surrounded by powerful enemies, he was not angry, but felt helpless, even sad.
He rebuilt it once, and the sword intent was more profound. Instead, he didn't want to use the sword to solve the problem, but there were always people who forced him to draw the sword.
Gui Qing sneered and shouted, "Open!"
Following his voice, the moonlight slammed down like thunder, hitting Ji Xiao directly, dazzling with dazzling brilliance and splashing silver shavings.
The entire lake was soaring into the sky, rushing up a ten-zhang-high water wall, the surrounding jade mountains crumbled, and falling rocks and rolling trees crashed down.
The Mingyue Lake Great Array opened, and the sky collapsed, as if the end had come.
Leveraging the power of the formation, more than a dozen figures were activated together, and various magical powers attacked Ji Xiao. Ji Xiao's figure flickered, sometimes on the top of the mountain, and sometimes on the waves.
Generally, the mountain protection formation has two functions, one is to hold up a protective barrier to protect one's own sect; the other is to borrow the power of heaven and earth to kill incoming enemies.
The Mingyue Lake Great Array was changed by the Qing Dynasty, the barrier function was abandoned, and all the power was concentrated on killing.
Meng Xueli thought very badly, there are still their own disciples here, but Gui Qing has already ignored it in order to use the power of the formation to kill Ji Xiao, who cares about the guests at the meeting
Immortals fight, little devils suffer. The violent real essence hedges, the majestic pressure is crushed, the ground is shaking and the mountains are shaking, some young disciples with insufficient realm are struggling to support, if the elders of the sect cannot protect them, they will fall into the cold lake water, or be washed to the shore of the lake by the force Among the forests.
Meng Xueli shouted loudly, "Anyone below the Xiaocheng level, get on the flying instrument and leave quickly. Those who don't have a flying instrument, regardless of sect, follow me."
Hearing the words, the sect woke up like a dream, and hurriedly summoned the flying instruments, propped up the protective barrier, and carried their disciples away from the most intense battlefield, hanging in the air to watch the battle from a distance.
The small sect and the scattered cultivators were not so lucky. Meng Xueli ordered Chichu and Feiyu to show their giant demon bodies. Zihu rushed to the mountain forest and threw the injured disciple on his back. Yu Qishu rode a white crane and leaned over to catch someone.
Meng Xueli's body was nimble, and the water flew in the middle of the turbulent waves. The spear lifted the collar of the disciple who fell into the water and threw it at Yu Qishu, who followed one by one.
"Sit tight! We're going to fly!" Yu Qishu actually had a great psychological shadow on "flying". He said this to give other disciples confidence, and it seemed that the problem was not a big deal.
The white crane spread its wings and the purple fox leaped high, carrying all the disciples on its back, avoiding the rolling stones and huge waves, and gathered people together. Meng Xueli put up a barrier to protect everyone.
"Elder Meng, let's meet again!" Someone shouted in the chaos. "The King of Snow Mountain" has a fierce reputation.
Meng Xueli was startled: "You are..."
The group of people made a digging gesture and read a couple of jingles. Meng Xueli suddenly realized: "Oh, it's you!"
Hanhai Edge Mining Team!
"I heard just now that the real person Ji Xiao has not recovered..."
Meng Xueli: "I believe he can win!"
This is Ji Xiao's battle. Sooner or later he will fight this one.
Suddenly, Meng Xueli's face changed drastically, and his heart was bleeding. I saw that Time EMI suffered the Yuehua combo and broke from it. It was his beloved sword!
"Not good! Real Ji Xiao's sword is broken!"
Everyone thought in unison, there are still several people on the other side, and several swords, and Jian Zun is empty-handed, how to fight next
The battle between the powerhouses is close to an inch, and Gui Qing tried to shake Ji Xiao's mind with his words: "Ji Xiao, do you think you won?!"
Gui Qing's hair and crown were crooked, his Taoist robe was torn, he described insane, no longer dignified, he laughed wildly: "Look at this world, you are all enemies in the world. Who doesn't want to kill you, even your senior brother wants to kill you, only people in the world hate you , no one treats you with sincerity. What is invincible in the world, alone!"
It should be the deepest secret, but at this moment, no secret is meaningful.
Zongmen status, soaring hope, he has lost everything.
Others were a little farther away, and only heard the roar of the collapse of the earth, but Meng Xueli realized something, and his face changed slightly.
Master Gui Qing stretched out his hand, Yun Xuzi screamed miserably, and the Mingyue Sword flew out of his hand. He shouted unwillingly: "Uncle Shi, you said that this mountain-suppressing weapon has been given to me!"
The real Guiqing turned a deaf ear, and the real essence poured into the sword body. The Mingyue Sword was held in his hand, shining brightly, more like a real moon shadow.
Gui Qing said again: "After you die, the magic essence of the reincarnated demon will fall into the hands of your senior brother. If you don't believe it, you can ask him, but if you dare not ask, you will only deceive yourself and others, and you dare not ask! "
Ji Xiao said lightly: "I don't want to ask."
Gui Qing shouted loudly: "Everyone, listen to me!"
Ji Xiao said again: "I don't want to hear it."
In the Qing Dynasty, Ji Xiao's "crimes" were counted, inciting the crowd to attack.
Ji Xiao ignored it, he floated in mid-air, stretched out his right hand, and spread his fingers slightly. If Ning Wei was here, he would definitely recognize this familiar posture—Jianzun wanted to borrow a sword, and wanted to move the real thing.
The Chongbi Peak Master thought, Chu Kong Wuya stayed in the Hanshan formation, from the Hanshan Mountain in the north to the Mingyue Lake in the south, it was more than ten thousand miles away, and he had to let the sword fly for a while. is there time
So he took off his sword, raised his hand and threw it: "Senior Brother Ji Xiao, use my sword first!" His sword is not a peerless sword, at best it ranks first, but he wants to buy more time for Ji Xiao, wait "Early Endless" arrived.
The long sword turned into a stream of light and went straight to Ji Xiao.
Ji Xiao's gesture changed slightly, but he didn't hold the sword, he just made the sword hover beside him. The blade is shining brightly, ready to go.
Ji Xiao said: "Thank you."
No matter how generous Hanshan Jianxiu is, he will not easily lend his sword to others, just like ordinary people in the market can borrow money, but not their wives.
Jianxiu's sword was the eyeball and lifeblood, so the Chongbi Peak Master calmly accepted Ji Xiao's thanks.
When his disciple saw his master throwing the sword, he imitated it boldly: "My sword is not a famous sword. If Sword Master doesn't dislike it, please use it!"
Seeing that Ji Xiao did not refuse, the other Hanshan disciples threw their swords.
"And mine!"
The Sword of Hanshan hovered behind Ji Xiao, forming a sparse sword screen that glowed slightly in the dark night.
Outside of Hanshan, other young disciples scrambled to follow suit. They had experienced the secret realm of the vast sea, and they had just witnessed Jing Di break away with his arm.
"Jianzun, plus my sword."
Countless swords flew towards Jixiao from all directions, long or short, good or bad, bright or dark.
None of them are Ji Xiao's swords. They are all Ji Xiao's swords.
All things in the world, sharp swords with ten thousand handles, and warm blood.
"How fortunate to be able to see Jian Zun draw a sword in his lifetime!"
Many people understand that the battle tonight will not happen again, only Ji Xiao can offer swords willingly, and only Ji Xiao can control so many swords at the same time. The former requires fame, the latter requires strength.
When Yu Qishu saw this scene, she remembered that when she first came to Changchun Peak, Brother Ji Xiao preached the battle of the heart at the viewing platform. Yu Qishu seemed to understand at the time, but retorted that weapons were the most important thing. Tonight he really understood.
Gui Qing just satirized Ji Xiao as a lonely man, but in front of him there was a united sword screen.
On the night of the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, on the banks of the bright moon and autumn water, the sword respects the world.
Thousands of swords go together, like the rising sun rising in the east, the golden light gushing out from ten thousand feet.
The sun and the moon are shining, the stars are dim.
There was a loud bang, and everything between heaven and earth was silent.