"Who says old students don't have a chance?"
There was only a sound of swords in the sky, and the scenery of Zhenhuang Palace, which was thousands of miles away, cracked like a mirror.
The broken world turned into beautiful red plum blossoms and colorful fallen flowers.
Mei Jiren, with her hair neatly combed and her sword robe immaculately arranged, with a hint of turmoil in her steady expression, and a hint of anger mixed with her leisurely words, appeared out of thin air!
There are double holy tribulations above his head, and the tribulation clouds are grinding against the top of the sky, roaring and exploding, deafening.
The right hand holds the Taicheng Sword, the sword body is filled with reality and reality, and the sword's intention is vertical and horizontal;
On the left hand is Xu Xiaoshou, whose face is filled with despair and shock.
But even in such a hurry, Mei Jiren still grabbed his own student!
After the void sword intent disappeared, it was like a huge curtain had faded away.
The violent giant flying in the sky was originally thrown to death by the Holy Judgment Sword, but now it has turned into a plum blossom withered, leaving only the Holy Judgment Sword nailed in the air.
Everything just now seems to be an illusion
Even No. 2 couldn't react.
It wasn't until he saw the plum blossoms shattering that he realized something.
"Illusion swordsmanship?"
"It's phantom swordsmanship!"
At the same moment, Xu Xiaoshou, who was held hostage under Mei Jiren's ribs, was ecstatic.
He had long since lost his violent giant form. He originally thought that this giant form was lost because he was shattered by the Holy Judgment Sword.
But he never thought that this was just what he thought was "being crushed" subjectively, so he subjectively lifted the violent giant.
At the critical moment, Mr. Jiren took action and saved himself!
Just when the sword of the Holy Judgment was about to hit him, there was a dull pain in his chest
"That's not right! I clearly saw that I was hit by a sword in my chest, and I really felt the pain..."
Xu Xiaoshou struggled and touched his chest and found that he was not injured!
The wounds hit by the Jue Black Beam had healed.
After that, the sword of the Holy Judgment never hit me!
"The reincarnation of true and false, the ups and downs of reality and reality, this is the true meaning of fantasy swordsmanship."
Mei Jiren raised his chin slightly and breathed quickly and silently, showing his calmness.
"That's not right! Teacher, didn't you say that you don't major in phantom swordsmanship, so you don't have deep attainments in this way?"
Xu Xiaoshou couldn't contain his joy after getting off his husband's hands.
This feeling of surviving a catastrophe and rising from hell to heaven is like a dream.
But this seems to be the feeling that fantasy swordsmanship can give people...
However, it’s too “dream-like”!
"I'm alive?"
Xu Xiaoshou pinched his face and slapped himself hard.
hiss!
It hurts!
Mei Jiren turned his eyes leisurely and glanced at the humanoid three-foot-long thing with twelve wings of light on his back, a sacred halo on his head, wearing blazing white armor, and a halo of light all over his body.
Sin Palace, forbidden creature
The corner of Mei Jiren's mouth twitched vaguely, and his scalp exploded slightly, and then as if he remembered something, he groaned and answered his student's question:
"The old man's attainments in fantasy swordsmanship are indeed not very deep."
"Those who speak nonsense often suffer the most."
"So Xu Xiaoshou... people must learn to be humble."
No. 2 only felt a slight pain in his cheek.
He didn't see through Mei Jiren's phantom sword skills immediately.
So that just now, was he preaching to a plum-blossom version of the violent giant that the other party had invented
Are you being humble... Xu Xiaoshou licked his lips twice and did not dare to refute.
Humility is good!
Ancient sword cultivators should be so vain... Bah, humble!
As long as people arrive in time and no lives are lost, I can accept it no matter how humble you are!
Xu Xiaoshou finally glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of his husband beside him.
He could easily see the large number of dry curly hair mixed in the meticulously combed bun on the teacher's head.
Looking down, inside the spotless swordsman's outer robe was an undershirt with a torn collar and stained blood.
Xu Xiaoshou's eyes froze and he understood something. He took a long breath and said, "Teacher, you are late..."
"It's not too late." Mei Jiren stared at No. 2 without looking back. He handed over a blackened arm and said:
"I was on the way, but I actually tried my best to save you."
"In the end, I discovered that this is just an arm, nothing more, not you."
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this hand from his second true body, he staggered and almost fell into the sky.
He caught it and crushed it on the spot!
Just because of this
Just because the second true form came out and ran to send a message, but failed to send it, it finally self-destructed, and then lost all spirituality and returned to its original form.
Have you been delayed for so long
Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.
He couldn't take his eyes away from his husband's curly hair and blood-stained and torn underwear.
These are all too dazzling after all!
After a pause, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, demeanor... is it really that important?"
"Demeanor? What demeanor?"
Boom!
Nine days of thunder catastrophe resounded, and Er Hao ducked away, trying to avoid the holy tribulation.
Meiji didn't even raise his head, the sword elephant suddenly stood up, Kaka Qingwu'er slashed forward with both swords, and Shengjie was chopped into ashes.
A strand of dry curly hair fell from Mei Jiren's forehead.
He put his hands on his hands and turned his head to look up, not knowing why, and said, "What are you talking about?"
This is what I said!
Xu Xiaoshou was almost driven crazy with anxiety.
Of course it was impossible for him to say:
When the second true body arrived at the scene where you, Meijiren, were going through the tribulation, you were still a bloody man who had been so mangled by the holy tribulation that it was difficult to recognize your true appearance!
When I arrived here, not only was the blood gone, but my clothes had also been changed.
Look at the situation, in the middle of the journey, you not only changed your clothes, but at least took a shower!
Just don’t change your underwear
But how much time was wasted
If I hadn't done this, I could have arrived earlier...
Xu Xiaoshou's consciousness suddenly flickered, and he focused on the key point - Holy Tribulation, why is it just gone
He quickly stopped wanting to complain and raised his eyes.
This double holy calamity is not fake!
Mr. Jiren moved his hands and feet... Bah, he didn't even move, so he was beheaded in this holy calamity
It should be noted that Jiang Buyi was only in the first level of the Holy Tribulation, but his combat power was reduced to less than one tenth, and he was successfully taken away by himself.
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Mr. Jiren has been canonized, and the double holy tribulation has become a cloud
Is this a semi-saint-level ancient sword cultivator with full combat power
Hope rekindled in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes.
For the first time, he clearly felt that the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy might not be invincible, but also had shortcomings.
—Mr. Jiren is No. 2’s flaw!
"What is he?" Mei Jixin already had an answer in her mind, but she still asked.
"Tianji Divine Envoy, Number 2." Xu Xiaoshou grabbed the corner of the teacher's clothes, feeling full of security, looking at the holy angel in the distance and said.
"I understand." Mei Jiren took a deep breath, "How dare you provoke him?"
"I didn't mess with him! He was like a mad dog. He came over suddenly and wanted to kill me..." Xu Xiaoshou said with red eyes and cried loudly, "Teacher! I almost died! You have to make the decision for me. Wow!"
"release."
"oh."
Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly loosened his grip on his clothes, wiped the non-existent tears from his eyes, and asked, "Teacher, how sure are you of killing him?"
"Less than a point."
"Huh? One point?"
Xu Xiao was so frightened that he almost broke his voice.
The liberated Heavenly Envoy is so powerful that even Sword Master Mei himself is not sure
Suddenly, he realized something, his face darkened again, and he said: "Teacher, how much is your 10%? You can't be so... humble anymore!"
"10%, that's 10%." Mei Jiren's face was solemn, "I'm not kidding, this is not something you and I can mess with."
"Then you save him first..." Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and turned to one side.
The Five Deceased Heavenly Beings were still pierced in mid-air by the Holy Judgment Sword, unconscious and twitching in pain.
Xu Xiaoshou's Adam's apple rolled when he saw it, and he asked with difficulty: "Teacher, is the death that you think you are going to die in the illusion really possible in reality?"
"meeting."
"Then why don't you hurry up and unlock the phantom sword technique? He is one of the Five Devastated Heavenly Beings, and he is my partner. It was only thanks to him that I could survive! He will not be able to bear it any longer!"
Mei Jiren frowned and stared at Xu Xiaoshou, who was covered in blood.
He couldn't see how many wounds Xu Xiaoshou had on his body, because it took too long to repair them.
But he knew very well what it meant for this boy to face the God of Heaven Envoy No. 2 alone. It was not easy to survive until now, and he didn't know how much suffering he suffered in the process.
only…
"Illusion Sword Technique has been unlocked long ago." Mei Jiren sighed.
"What about him?" Xu Xiaoshou pointed at the five degenerates of heaven and man, with a blank look on his face.
"You should know that my master is not good at swordsmanship. He is not just lying. I have tried my best to save you."
Boom!
The Nine Heavens Holy Tribulation roared, but was easily killed by the sword elephant.
But in the moment of light, the defeated figure of the orange masked man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment was reflected.
The deity was almost dead, his breath was dying, and his whole body was convulsing in pain under the influence of the power of purification.
These, it turns out, are not illusions!
True!
The joy in Xu Xiaoshou's eyes disappeared, and his face became extremely solemn. He didn't dare to deceive himself anymore, and subconsciously took a step forward, hoping to save the five declines of heaven and earth.
"return."
Mei Jiren shrank, and quickly took action, grabbing his student back.
At the same time, two rays of holy light passed by the direction Xu Xiaoshou had just taken and the direction in front of Tianren Wushen.
If Mei Jiren hadn't grabbed him quickly, Xu Xiaoshou would have been beheaded by now.
"he… "
Xu Xiaoshou was completely unaware.
With Mr. Jiren here, he doesn't worry about his own safety at all, but the state of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man...
"Hopeless."
Mei himself didn't even need to take a second glance to judge the outcome of Xu Xiaoshu's savior:
"Such a condensed ancestral power penetrates the body, and he doesn't have your special physique... you may not be able to recover."
"It's just a matter of time before he truly dies."
"Even if the gods come, they can't save him."
Xu Xiaoshou didn't believe it.
As long as he takes off the Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man from the Sword of Holy Judgment, he will surely be able to save people.
"teacher… "
"No way!"
Mei Jiren stared at his student with a serious expression, "You should understand that he has become a hostage. By keeping an eye on him, No. 2 can keep an eye on anyone who wants to touch him!"
Of course Xu Xiaoshou understands this.
He had used Situ Yong and Yu Lingdi as constraints before, and he was defeated and defeated.
But he still had a glimmer of hope and asked: "You take action..."
"As a teacher, I only care about you." Mei Jiren refused, very seriously.
In the liberated state, the Heavenly Envoy will not joke with anyone. If he wants to fight with his own people, he must be very alert.
How can you fight with others when you have two burdens
So what if the five degenerates of heaven and humanity can be saved in the end
Can this decaying body that is about to lose control be left by your side to recuperate
Maybe if he keeps it, he himself will undergo a holy calamity mutation, fissioning from the second level to the fourth level!
When the time comes, all parties will have their misfortunes gathered together, and everything will be lost.
Even Xu Xiaoshou, who had just been rescued from danger, might have to give up.
It is impossible for Mei Jiren to let these things happen, let alone to become the second and second number controlled by others at that time.
"Xu..."
The Five Deceivers of Heaven and Man hanging on the Sword of the Holy Judgment suddenly moved, and they raised their eyes with difficulty.
Xu Xiaoshou could hear that it was calling him, so he looked over quickly.
But at the same time, the three flowers in the right eye under the mask of the five declines of heaven and earth turned over and quickly flowed into its child hole.
Xu Xiaoshou's expression flickered, he closed his eyes and turned around anxiously, grabbed his husband's arm and said:
"Teacher, let's run away first, at least let's get away from this crime first..."
Boom!
In the holy calamity night, the ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were illuminated for a moment, and the sword elephant destroyed everything.
Spiritual Awakening Trigger.
The words stopped abruptly.
Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes and froze on the spot.
"Hoo."
Heavenly Man Wushen laughed miserably, black blood flowed from his right eye, and the three-weary boy's eyes were forced to disappear.
He closed his eyes heavily, his voice gurgled for a while, and he finally managed to spit out one word:
"run… "
Xu Xiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
…
In the distance, No. 2 glanced at Shengjie and said, "Have you had enough chatting?"
This sound completely drew Mei Jiren's attention back. The enemy was in front of him and there was no room for trivial matters.
"Meijiren, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come." No. 2 looked at her intently.
"Yes." Mei Jiren nodded.
"When did you get in touch with the Holy Slave? Who is Xu Xiaoshou to you?"
"He is my disciple."
"Why bother?"
"Since heaven and earth were born, they were originally chess pieces; they should have entered the game long ago, no need to ask anymore."
No. 2 was silent, the light wings behind him trembling slightly, and he stopped asking questions amidst the thunder.
When De Mei's sword elephant killed the Holy Tribulation again and the world returned to peace, he spoke again:
"You have been idle about fame and wealth for a hundred years. I don't understand what benefits the Holy Slave has promised you to persuade you to come out."
"You understand."
"You can't do it!"
"You should try it."
"Yu Tu can't do it, how can you compare with him?" No. 2 exhorted.
Mei Jiren sighed softly, and slowly raised the Taicheng Sword on his chest. His eyes changed from distant and calm to extremely firm:
"His will is clung to by the old man."
"I told you, no need to ask anymore."
Not enough words to speculate.
Meijiren doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore.
The Taicheng Sword in his hand suddenly tilted, and the sword intent in his body shot straight into the sky, penetrating the holy calamity that had descended from the nine heavens.
"boom!"
The ruins of Zhenhuang Palace were detonated on the spot by the rampaging sword energy.
When the Taicheng Sword flickered, a majestic and majestic ancient city appeared in the void.
Behind Mei Jiren, thousands of swords above the sword elephant's head lit up and moved forward together.
The meaning of Taicheng!
Wan Jian pays homage!
"Absolute empire."
Mei Jiren murmured softly and slashed away with his sword.
The meaning of the Taicheng sword and the power of the sword image complement each other and turn into golden sword energy.
A sword.
During the roaring explosion, the power of rules belonging to No. 2, which imprisoned the entire Sin Palace, as well as the Heavenly Dao, Holy Dao, and Space near the Zhenhuang Palace, suddenly collapsed.
Thousands of miles of white smoke, running around a palace.
Mei Jiren has a holy calamity on his head, a ferocious sword elephant on his back, and holds the Taicheng Sword, the artifact of chaos.
He stared away with a murderous intent that could almost make the liberated Tianji Divine Envoy tremble slightly, but his tone was deliberation:
"I want to take someone out of here, can you agree?"
The Holy Judgment Sword in Erhao's hand tilted, and the wings of light flapped behind his back.
That sudden burst of momentum forcefully pushed away the absolute empire, which was countless times more terrifying than Zhi Feng Xiao Se!
"If so, what if?"
Hearing the sound, Meiji laughed loudly and stood with his sword in hand. Without moving, the sword intention gathered from all directions and poured into the sword elephant.
The sword elephant climbed higher and higher, like a giant that grew wildly and never-ending, and soon even the dome of the Sin Palace was broken.
On Void Island, in the Palace of Sin, a half-length ferocious monster suddenly appeared above.
This monster was extremely huge. The Qingwu Er Sword in his hand spanned nearly tens of thousands of miles and slashed towards the sky.
With two crashes, the Holy Tribulation was shattered into pieces and died on the spot.
Kill the evil spirits!
This strange scene, far away from all the Jedi, is still eye-catching and shocking.
In the Zuiyi Hall, on the Zhenhuang Hall, Mei Jiren was indifferent, as if the sword just now was not from his hand, he just said calmly:
"If not..."
"The old man is destined to live and die, but you will undoubtedly perish."
Number 2 was obviously shocked by the fighting prowess of this madman Gu Jianxiu.
Unlike most semi-saint-level spiritual refiners, if ancient sword cultivators are truly canonized, they will almost never be divided into main combat type, main control type, or purely auxiliary type.
The combat effectiveness of this group of freaks is only stronger than the other, and each one is more outrageous than the other. It cannot be explained by the common sense of spiritual refining.
The way of heaven... doesn't work either!
Double holy calamity, when Mei's people are really about to be defeated, can they be separated with one sword
In that case, why did he come here despite this holy calamity, just to look good
Number 2 almost lost his mind.
"Are you threatening me?" It took him a long time before he spoke.
"It's not difficult to understand..." Mei Jiren nodded indifferently, "This is a threat."
Taking advantage of No. 2's silence, Mei Jiren reached out and grabbed Xu Xiaoshou.
He is strong on the outside but candid on the inside, but he actually has a countdown to exile in his mind, which won't last long at all.
No. 2 must also know this.
But precisely because of this, he is even more afraid of being trapped in a fight!
The sword master's desperate counterattack, with one sword, can unleash endless power, no one wants to try it!
Use your hands hard.
Mei Jiren found that she couldn't pull Xu Xiaoshou and couldn't help but lower her eyes.
Xu Xiaoshou is still in a trance...
He had clearly said just now that he wanted to escape from this place together with him.
At this moment, he was staring at that deity and five degenerates, what were he thinking
"Xu Xiaoshou?"
Mei Jiren called out softly.
But at this moment, he felt empathy for the choices his students might have.
Xu Xiaoshou said it lightly just now, but that sentence "I could only survive thanks to him just now", now that I think about it carefully, it is obviously very heavy!
This guy looks childish, but is he a treacherous person
Mei Jiren immediately spread the sword's intention to the entire audience, placed his heart on the world here, and held the Taicheng Sword tightly.
Xu Xiaoshou was still staring at the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, which was still hanging on the Holy Judgment Sword, but had stopped shaking and lost all traces of life.
He started to speak but stopped, stopped and started to speak again. Finally, he moved his lips and teeth and said in a trembling voice:
"Mr. Jiren, can I be willful for once?"
"I told you to call me 'teacher'."
"teacher."
"Um?"
"I want to learn swordsmanship..."