Everyone looked up and found that there was a gap of hundreds of feet in the clouds above their heads, and the blue sky could be seen. Although the range of a hundred feet is negligible compared to the coverage of the entire Six Paths of Samsara Formation, this sword is not designed to resist the bombardment of the Six Paths of Samsara Formation, but this move alone is enough to suppress everyone present.
In the astonished sight of everyone, someone suddenly descended slowly on the blank space of a hundred squares above their heads. The other party's clothes fluttered, and the blue hair was like a waterfall, like autumn leaves falling, but it was like a fairy. It was indescribably clear and pure, but its aura was extremely fierce.
That person was a woman, dressed in colorful clouds and holding a simple long sword, she slowly landed on the treetop of a peak. From the beginning to the end, the woman didn't look at anyone, her demeanor was ethereal and calm, as if she didn't have the slightest emotion, let alone any interest in the world. In her deep and pure eyes, there seems to be only the Dao.
Everyone looked at each other in awe.
The strength of the opponent makes them awe.
The other party's indifference made them unable to even raise their anger.
Just like a mortal, he will not be angry because a fairy ignores him. Because that is a matter of course.
Only Bai Jingxue's eyes lit up, she was the head of the Shushan sect, but she suddenly bowed her head and bowed: "The master of Shushan, Bai Jingxue, meet the sword master!"
Swordsman.
The man who holds the sword in Shu Mountain.
Xu Pingjing, Zhang Jiuling, Wu Jinling, Wang Sanxian and others suddenly realized, but knowing the identity of the other party did not make them feel relaxed. The strength of the opponent is too strong, it is a powerful strength that can break the balance of the strength of the five major gates.
Wu You, the sword wielder in Shu Mountain, faced Bai Jingxue's visit, but he didn't even change his eyes, let alone pay attention.
However, Bai Jingxue was not surprised at all, she couldn't help but stood up by herself, laughed loudly to Xu Pingjing and the others: "With me, the sword-wielder from Mount Shu, a few monks and Li Ye are nothing, You don't need the Immortal Execution Formation, you can kill at will!"
Li Ye and the others raised their heads and looked at the falling thunder net.
Wei Xiaozhuang's round neck was stretched and thinned to a normal level, he murmured: "It seems, it looks really powerful."
Nangong No. 1 snorted coldly: "When that thunder net falls, you and I will have no bones left, and all spirits and souls will be wiped out. Do you think it's powerful?"
Wei Xiaozhuang withdrew his gaze, looked at Nangong No.1, and said with a bitter face: "Then what should we do? Are we really going to die?"
Nangong No. 1 patted Wei Xiaozhuang on the shoulder, sighed, and said in relief: "What we have to do, what we should do, have all been done. Just think about it, the Shimen sent out the Six Paths of Reincarnation to kill us. What can we do now? Eighteen Vajras are dead, Thirty-Six Arhats are gone, and the Sangha Corps is also destroyed. They want to go out of the world and compete for the blessings of Shenzhou. What happens in the future is our Tang people's own business, and has nothing to do with Shimen."
"This time, we, like those predecessors who went westward with swords and went out of Yangguan to Jinshan, have defended our ancestral inheritance for our Shenzhou. They are not afraid of death. What does it matter if we die? Defend Shenzhou, kill the east and release the gate , and finally died under the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation, this is our responsibility, our mission, and our destiny."
Wei Xiaozhuang blinked his eyes, confused and didn't know if he understood.
Nangong first turned to look at the top of Qishan Mountain, stood with his hands behind his back, and suddenly let out a long laugh, high-spirited: "For thousands of years, there have been as many alien races who have coveted the blessed land of Shenzhou as carps crossing the river, but no single clan can occupy this land. , why? Countless senior warriors, in order to guard the ancestral lineage of this land, did not hesitate to fight bloody battles, shrouded in horse leather!"
"For hundreds of years, the number one expert in Shenzhou, knowing that he would die, still went out of Guanxi one after another. He went to the Daxue Temple alone and died generously! We, the monks of Shenzhou, were born and raised here, and we are the disciples of the Shenzhou sect. To pass on and die is a worthy death! The predecessors traveled thousands of miles westward to the Western Regions to die generously. Today, I am the number one in Nangong. In the land of the Tang Dynasty, facing foreign enemies, why can’t I die generously?!"
Nangong No. 1 slowly pulled out the Waking Insect Sword, with a firm expression on his face, his eyes were like tigers and wolves: "For hundreds of years, those who died under the Six Paths of Reincarnation Formation are the No. 1 masters in China! I, Nangong No. 1, died today Here, I am number one in the world! My Nangong number one name is worthy of the name! But I don’t want to sit and wait for death, number one in the world, even if I want to die, I will die on the way to kill the enemy!"
After saying that, Nangong No. 1 let out a roar, the cultivation base of his whole body suddenly exploded, and he raised his sword and rushed forward.
As fast as the wind, it turned into a flowing shadow, disappeared for a moment, and when it reappeared, it had jumped high and reached the zhang-wide purple-gold fire pillar.
The Jingzhe sword was raised high above the top, and the clothes and hair danced wildly. Suddenly, he shouted: "Yunlei falls to the ground to know Jingzhe, and the three swords return to only Buyue! The bullshit six-way reincarnation formation, take my Buyue three swords, and go back!"
There was thunder on the flat ground, and it exploded in a radius of hundreds of feet. Nangong was the first to look like a wild goose, and the whole body of the Jingzhe sword shone with blue and purple light, and let out a high-pitched tremor. He seemed to understand his master's intentions, knowing that this was the last time to unsheath, so he erupted with unprecedented power.
With one person and one sword as the center, within a hundred or ten feet around, the gust of wind roared into a tornado, and the center of the whirlwind was full of sword shadows flying like fish scales. In an instant, three cyan sword glows with a length of several tens of feet appeared one after another, like fleeting shadows, as if the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, cutting one after another on the purple gold fire pillar!
There were three earth-shattering bangs, and the Zijin flames spread to both sides like a tide, and the blue and purple sword energy exploded one after the other. Nangong No. 1, who was slashing down with a sword, had a wild and unrestrained figure outlined by the aura of spiritual energy. This genius monk who was addicted to alcohol and obsessed with swordsmanship had the appearance of opening the sky at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, after the three swords of Buyue finished cutting, the sky and the earth shook, and the sand and rocks flew, like the doomsday, and the violent wave of spiritual energy, like a sea tide, pushed Li Ye and others back step by step.
The pillar of purple gold fire, which was as strong as a barrier and filled with Sanskrit, shattered like a vase, and dissipated in the air. Nangong No. 1 flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, jumped over the heads of Li Ye and the others, and landed behind them, smashing a big hole, filled with smoke and dust.
Li Ye and others waved away the smoke and dust, leaned over to look, and saw in the big pit, Nangong No. 1 vomited blood and bowed his upper body, with bulging veins on his forehead, and his small eyes were round: "The bullshit formation, as soon as the moon steps out, the ashes will be wiped out. I, Nangong It really is... the best in the world!"
After saying that, his body fell heavily, his head tilted, and he lost his voice.
Wei Xiaozhuang rushed into the big pit with a cry, and went to hug Nangong No. 1's body, crying and tearing his heart.
Li Ye was silent.
He turned around to look at the shattered pillar of purple gold fire, and as expected, as soon as it dissipated, a new one fell in midair, sealing the gap again.
The thunder net above the head is falling rapidly, and in about a moment, it will fall on the heads of everyone.
Li Ye took a deep breath, glanced at Li Xian and Su Emei, and took out Lu Jujian.
Li Xian suddenly grasped Li Ye's hand, with a solemn expression, he took Lu Jujian over: "You can't die yet."
Li Ye squinted at him, and stretched out his hand to snatch Lu Jujian: "Old man, don't be stupid, I'm going to die today."
Li Xian put Lu Gujian behind him, and looked at Li Ye seriously: "I can die, I am already dead, but you cannot die."
Li Ye pouted: "Everyone can die, everyone will die."
"Li Ye!" Li Xian yelled suddenly, his face was instantly full of anger, and there was a hint of hatred for him, "You are the King An of the Tang Dynasty! You are the backbone of the Tang Dynasty! You are the hope of the revival of the Tang Dynasty! If he is dead, what will happen to the Jiangshan Sheji of the Tang Dynasty?!"
Li Ye was startled. He has never seen Li Xian like this, not in his memory, and he has never seen it after time travel.
Li Xian took a deep breath, his eyes were stern, full of fear: "My Great Tang, the only prosperous age in the ancient times, the territory is so wide that no one can match it, the eight directions came to the court, never before, the civilization is prosperous, and it is even more ancient. Today! Such a great Tang Dynasty, the Huanghuang Dynasty, has only been more than two hundred years old, how can it be overthrown!"
"You are the son of my Li Xian, and you are the clan of Li Tang. It was the Tang Dynasty who raised you and made you achieve what you are today! Remember, you can die, but not now! You have the ability to revive the Tang Dynasty, But you didn't do it, if you die today, how can you be worthy of your ancestors?!"
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"The hard work of ten generations of monarchs and ministers, the blood of ten generations of people, millions of frontier soldiers died in frontiers, and hundreds of millions of people waited eagerly. Could it be that you are going to die today with peace of mind?!"
Li Ye was stunned. He suddenly felt that an invisible mountain was pressing on his shoulders.
Li Xian let out a long breath, and stared at Li Ye with eyes full of hope and tears: "Remember, the Tang Dynasty is not prosperous, and you don't even have the right to die, because you are Li Ye, the clan of Li Tang!"
Li Xian raised his head and looked closer and closer to Lei Wang. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, forming a complicated smile: "I, Li Xian, was originally a dead person. In my life, I was doomed to live and die. I, Li Xian, I have been suspected by the king, I have been persecuted by the king and his ministers, I have hatred, I have hatred, I have resentment, I have resentment. But I, Li Xian, will not forget my original intention! To save the difficult times, you go and die generously ,I come!"
After saying that, a torrential blood energy suddenly erupted from Li Xian's body, pushing Li Ye back a few steps, and he himself suddenly rose from the ground, rushing towards the thunder net covering the sky and the earth. The Lu Gu sword, which he had never used before, was full of green light in his hand, whistling like a dragon.
Li Ye went forward fearlessly: "I, King An of the Tang Dynasty, was full of passion, so I wouldn't all die by accident. Even if the sky falls, it won't work!"
One person and one sword turned into a cyan sword light, and rushed straight to the thunder net, and reached the center of the thunder net in an instant.
Thunder and lightning boomed in midair, falling on the sword energy.
The sound of rumbling electric shocks can be heard endlessly, and the turbulent purple electric light can cover the sky and block out the sun.
Li Ye stared blankly at this scene, his heart was surging.
Since time travelling, he has been seeking immortality wholeheartedly, and he has dismissed the survival of the Tang Dynasty at all. He only wants to wait until the world is in chaos, and to achieve his true dragon deeds.
And for Li Xian, a cheap father, he has no affection at all. Of course not, the so-called blood is thicker than water is just another person's memory. His soul from the earth has never experienced anything.
However, at this moment, seeing Li Xian carrying Lu Jujian, his figure submerged in the frenzy of thunder and lightning, he couldn't help shaking his hands.
After a while, the thunder and lightning dissipated, and a charred figure fell from midair, and landed beside Li Ye with a bang, while Lu Jujian fell aside.
Li Ye closed his eyes.
This Tang Dynasty, this Tang people...
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The third is nine o'clock.