The notched sword in Garberd's hand was cracked inch by inch, leaving only the hilt still tightly held in his hand.
He fell from a high altitude, at a normal speed at first, but soon his toes turned into purple lightning. Just flickering around the Jinyao giant several times, this time not to mention the wind and rain, even the space around the Jinyao giant has an obvious sense of fragmentation, as if the world in the field of vision is divided into many pieces by the sword energy, People can't believe their eyes for a while.
Violent waves of purple thunder fell from the sky, and tens of thousands of tons of snow flew up from the ground together.
I am heaven and earth, I am everything, and I am the strongest!
But I am also a loser, a seeker of knowledge, and the weakest existence.
The frenzied sword energy exploded layer by layer, and even Alaya, who had already retreated out of the battlefield, was directly overturned to the ground. She tried her best to put the two swords together in front of her body, and the armor and sleeves of her arms were all exploded. Hey, the long sword [You Long] held in his left hand couldn't bear the power of the world, it was forced to be full of cracks by Garberd's sword energy.
The low-level giants who were close were even more inexplicably dead, and there were only a few people who were qualified to stand between the heavens and the earth.
[You Long] When it exploded, the sharp sword energy instantly cut two wounds on Alaiya's face, and the blood flowed continuously. Hilo next to her was also not much better, the right arm in front of her was already dripping with blood. Just when the two of them were about to lose their hold, a red figure fell from the sky, and the Lingwu lord Dahong flicked his long sleeves, and the sword energy approaching Alaiya and Hilo was immediately blocked out.
The world is full of the sound of gold and iron, full of the whistling sound of sword energy!
Alaya stared blankly at the Lingwu Lord standing there, but the Lingwu Lord didn't even look at her.
The lightning flashing across the Jin Yao giant's body finally dissipated.
The figure of Garberd finally appeared behind the Jinyao giant, a place higher than it. The wrinkled old man turned his back to it, his gray hair was billowing in the wind, his body was slightly arched, his eyes were closed, and he made a movement of retracting the sword into its sheath. Although there is no scabbard around his waist, and the sword in his hand has no blade.
He stubbornly completed this action that symbolizes glory to a swordsman, and the next moment, the Jin Yao giant's body fell apart piece by piece. The shock of the scene made all the people present a little distracted. The Jinyao Giant, whose body was as huge as a mountain at the twelfth level, suddenly collapsed. It didn't fall down normally, but turned into a pile of falling pieces.
Immediately afterwards, in the pyramid-like ruins of flesh and blood, the heart of the Jinyao giant burst open suddenly, and a ball of red light rose straight into the sky and flew north. Lord Lingwu stared at the red light that was gradually moving away, until it disappeared from sight, and then looked at the human sword god who was slowly falling to the ground.
When Garberd landed, the red string of the straw sandals broke apart, and then his feet made a sound like old machines being scrapped. The shriveled flesh exploded, the tendons broke like aging rubber bands, and the white bones began to fall off little by little.
He didn't turn around, perhaps because he couldn't do this simple action now.
Galbold slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, and he had obviously lost his eyesight. He moved his lips and said aloud:
"The favor that I owed you that year, I will pay you back today."
No one could understand what he was talking about, only Lord Lingwu said lightly:
"You never owe me anything, and you don't have to pay it back."
Garberd raised his hand, his five fingers burst open, and the broken sword in his hand fell to the ground, shattering into powder together with the hilt.
Alaya stared blankly at all this, and forgot to breathe for a moment. She suddenly remembered the gloomy gaze of her young master when she came back from the capital that year, and the appearance of Qing Yun, who was called her half-master, before she died, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Doomed to be extraordinary at birth, and promoted to the tenth level at a young age, such a swordsman genius Qingyun turned into dust after swinging the Wentian sword, how could the mediocre swordsmanship Garberd be spared? He was like the sword in his hand, he fought all his life, full of scars, but he completed his mission at the last moment.
Galbold desperately raised his hand, his skin dissipated, but two frantic sword qi gushed out from his sleeve, like two surging tornadoes. Garberd's shriveled lips were slowly disappearing, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh on his body. With the last strength in his life, he opened his mouth and said:
"This old man spends the first half of his life searching, and the second half of his life being invincible. The former helps him keep climbing, while the latter makes him look down on the world. Lingwu girl, which of these two swords do you want to learn?"
Lord Lingwu walked forward slowly, and said with a normal face:
"the latter."
A smile appeared on the corner of Garberd's mouth, he closed his eyes, and the tornado of sword energy in his right hand instantly gathered towards Lord Lingwu. This time, Lord Lingwu didn't block him and let the sword energy hit him. She raised her head like a spring breeze in March, leaving behind several pieces of golden thread and red cloth that had been chopped off by the sword energy.
When the sword energy dissipated, Lord Lingwu let out a mouthful of turbid air, opened his eyes, and the golden sword glow could be faintly seen in the pupils of his eyes.
She is only one thunder away from Shichong, and everything else is the same as Shichong.
Garberd said lightly:
"Go ahead... Seek benevolence and benevolence, this old man can only help you so much."
Lord Lingwu nodded, pointing his toes, fluttering his sleeves, and darting his body towards the north. The steel-heart giant was not willing to let her go, he took a step forward to block the Lingwu lord, roared and threw his fist down. Lord Lingwu didn't even look at it, and calmly avoided its fist, and his body flashed past.
The next moment, the steel-heart giant's whole body was on fire, and the golden flames were like maggots attached to the bones, and it was burned into a ball of fire in an instant.
Garberd took a few breaths, barely raised his head, and there was a crackling sound from his neck.
He stared at the cloudy sky with his blind eyes, and said to Alaya:
"This old man's sword...how is it compared to Qingyun?"
Alaya stood up holding the sword, moved her lips, thought about it carefully, and replied:
"It's hard to tell."
Garberd let out a breath, his face had almost no muscles, his empty eye sockets were wet by the dripping rain, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said with some emotion in his tone:
"So that's the case. Did he reach such a realm before he died?... On the contrary, he's not so useless anymore."
Garberd raised his left index finger, which only had bones left, and the remaining half of the sword energy surged out and smashed into Alaya's body. Aleya's eyes widened. At that moment, she seemed to see a young man with a bright smile through the soft white light, practicing in the jungle, sweating in the arena, dancing to the lions, and singing to the stars.
She only felt that her sword heart became extremely stable in an instant, and the blood and silver sword energy on her body surged at the same time, heading straight towards Xiaohan.
After Garberd's sword energy dissipated, the illusion just now also disappeared. Alaya raised her head, just in time to see that all the bones of Galbold in reality had disappeared in the heavy rain, and the suspended skull had no support, fell downwards, and was smashed into countless powders in the muddy water.