The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 58: The Return of Deja Vu Sword
Yin San is currently at most the level of the Wilderness Realm, and is not yet a real Taiping real person.
Jing Jiu is even more aware that there is a problem with his body, and now he cannot pose a real threat to the Qingshan Sect.
The greatest enemy of the Green Mountain Sect is still the pair of masters and apprentices, the Southern Trend and the West.
Looking at the ruined temple getting closer and closer in his field of vision, watching the red lantern swaying with the wind, Jing Jiu quickly repeated the calculations these days.
At that time, Nanxi's Chuzijian was taken by Qingshan and kept in the imperial palace until the battle of Yuntai, and finally returned to the Xihai Sword Sect.
The Aoyama Sect confirmed that Xihai did not send Chuzijian back to Kirishima.
Why didn't Nan Xi get back his sword?
Others didn't understand, but he guessed a certain possibility because of his experience.
Nan Xi has made himself a sword demon, so Chu Zijian is no longer needed.
If this is the case, where is the sword ghost of Nan Xi now? Xihai or Qingshan?
The important thing is, if Nanxi’s sword ghost goes elsewhere, then what is this Nanxi in the black coffin?
A cold corpse or something like a scabbard?
Will this Nan Xi in the coffin wake up?
Thinking about these things, he has already followed Nan Wang to the outside of the ruined temple.
The Green Mountain Sect has already started in Xihai, and they are going to put out the red lantern at this time.
The red lantern may be the magical skill of the Southern Barbarian Tribe, and it can recall the sword ghosts of Nanxi from thousands of miles away.
To kill Nan Xi completely, this thing must be destroyed.
"Nan Wang?"
Nan Zheng walked out of the ruined temple and looked at the girl who was covered in silver bells, who was somewhat similar to her, but was more delicate and haughty, with incredible emotions on her face.
When Nan Wang became the master of Qingshan Qingrong Peak, he completely cleared the remnants of the southern line of the tribe. The method was very cruel.
Nan Zheng is one of those people, and the hatred towards her is naturally deep, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he will attack him.
Flicking Nanwang's ten fingers, countless looming sword strings appeared around the ruined temple, woven into a net.
The mountain breeze fell on the sword strings, producing unvoiced sounds of varying heights, which was very moving.
With a number of bangs, Nan Zheng burst into countless blood, flew backwards, smashed into the back wall of the old temple, and smashed directly into the mountain without knowing his life or death.
Nan Wang ignored her, walked under the red lantern in front of the ruined temple, and closed his eyes.
She is now the true **** worshipped by the Nanban tribe. Naturally, there is a way to break Nanxun's magical powers, but she needs to pay some price.
After a moment, her body shook twice and her face turned pale.
The red lantern ignited spontaneously without fire, and soon burned to ashes.
Nan Wang opened his eyes, looked at the black coffin in the temple, and motioned to Jing Jiu to stand behind him.
The white cat crouched on Jing Jiu's shoulders, looking at the black coffin, his pupils were full of vigilance and fear. The long hair had exploded and turned into an angry dandelion.
Nan Wang walked into the ruined temple, stood in front of the black coffin, bent his fingers and tapped twice on the coffin lid.
The lid of the black coffin slowly slid open, revealing Nan Qi's thin, short and old body.
Nan Wang was silent for a while, and his chest rose and fell slightly, and then his right hand fell like lightning, hitting Nan Xi's chest.
There was a soft snap.
There are countless bright rays of light in her eyes.
The sword strings around the ruined temple fell with her right hand, like a fishing net, binding the black coffin.
There was no sound, the black coffin shattered into the finest powder, and Nan Xi's clothes were also shattered into similar particles.
Nan Hui's body was unscathed, still so thin, like a corpse.
Nan Wang's eyes became brighter, his sword intent urged to the extreme, and he kept attacking with unprovoked swordsmanship.
There were countless crackling noises one after another.
The strings of the sword are broken one by one, curled back, and finally become the body of the Jinse Sword.
The Jinse Sword has become much dimmed, and it is obviously seriously damaged.
Nan Wang was silent, thinking how high his realm was, how could he resist Feijian with his body?
Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu realized that his calculation was incomplete.
The ruined temple is full of debris.
The burning red lantern turned into a few blue smoke.
Nan Xi opened his eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to find me."
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The sea around Shaoming Island has turned into ice, and Taiping cannot escape from the bottom of the sea and can only continue to hide on the island.
The cloud boat from Zhongzhou School, the bitter boat from Yimaozhai, and the lotus cloud from Guocheng Temple have all come to this place and surround the entire island.
When the Xihaishan Gate opened inexplicably, the huge shadow in the sea moved towards Shaoming Island at high speed.
It was the flying whale of the Zhenpai **** beast of the Xihai Sword Sect. It was huge, and even if it sneaked in the deep sea, it still brought countless waves and attracted the attention of many people.
The flying whales marched faster in the deep sea than in the sky, and it didn't take long for them to arrive more than 70 miles outside Shaoming Island.
Further forward is the hard giant ice.
With a deep but loud long chirping, the flying whale broke through the sea and slammed into Shaoming Island with countless sea water.
Looking at its decisive posture, it was actually preparing to crush the entire Shaoming Island with its huge body.
Do you want to prove the innocence of the Xihai Sword Sect with your own death?
The practitioners of the Zhongzhou School, Yimaozhai, Guocheng Temple and other sects will naturally not stop this incident, but just watch it coldly in the sky.
The Green Mountain Sect will not accept such a development.
If the Xihai Sword Sect really killed Taiping Taiping, how could the Qingshan Sect continue to fight Xihai?
More importantly, how could Taiping Master also be the former head of the Qingshan Sect, and a figure of the Patriarch level, how could the evil beasts of the Xihai Sword Sect be killed?
I can only hear a cold, furious and bloodthirsty shout from the sword boat of Qingshan: "Dare you beast!"
This stern shout echoed between the sky and the earth, rolling up countless gusts, and the momentum was extremely shocking.
The practitioners of each sect were shocked and wondered, which peak master of the Qingshan Sect is this?
Bu Qiuxiao and others still remember the Yuntai battle, when the flying whale was stepped into the sea by Yuan Qijing, wondering if it was this expert?
Thinking about these things, I saw a strange bird suddenly appeared in the sky, and the weird long tail gleaming in the sun.
The strange bird flew in front of the flying whale at an unimaginable speed and cursed: "Do you want to die?"
The practitioners of various denominations were shocked, and then they realized that it was actually it who was speaking.
Compared with the huge body of the flying whale, the strange bird is like a small black spot, but the gust of wind that follows it is extremely terrifying.
Countless huge waves rolled up in the sea, beating the ice around Shaoming Island, opening a few cracks.
The tail wing of the strange bird is extremely long, like a sword, with countless sharp lights flashing.
There were countless deep wounds on the surface of the flying whale, and countless blood overflowed and fell like a waterfall.
The strange bird smiled triumphantly, and flew back to Qingshan Jianzhou.
The flying whale let out a painful and deep hum, and fell towards the surface of the sea, diving into the bottom of the sea, not daring to raise its head again.
Some practitioners asked in shock: "What is this strange bird?"
He Wei glanced at the trembling cold bird under him, wishing to turn around and leave. He was extremely annoyed and didn't want to answer this question.
Bu Qiuxiao said: "This is the guardian of the Qingshan School, Yinfeng."
Hearing this answer, the practitioners of various sects felt a little numb, and once again they were shocked by the power of the Green Mountain Sect.
This green mountain guardian who looks like a long-tailed golden pheasant takes the tail as a sword, and looks like a great cultivator who has been immersed in kendo for many years!
Mr Liu Ci hasn't released his sword yet, Yuan Qijing hasn't even shown up, plus this Master Yinfeng... What if Xihai Sword God is stronger?
The strong wind came, the Qingshan sword boat shook slightly, Yin Feng landed on the deck, raised his head proudly, and walked into the cabin.
Its tail feathers have been dyed red with whale blood, dripping on the deck continuously.
Looking at this scene, the disciples of Shang Defeng are both proud and fearful. Especially the elders such as Chi Yan and Duan Liantian, who had heard of certain stories about the Qingshan civil turmoil, and knew how many Qingshan powerhouses had been killed by Master Yinfeng and Master Shigou... They were silent and did not dare to speak.
Only Junior Sister Yushan was holding her small fist, her eyes gleaming, and she shouted, "Master Yin Feng is so handsome!"
Yin Feng nodded slightly, expressing appreciation, and walked into the cabin.
Yuan Qijing sat cross-legged in the cabin, closed his eyes in meditation.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the blood stains on Yinfeng's tail feathers.
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On the cloud ship of Zhongzhou sent.
Bai Zao thought of the scene in the previous scene, and asked seriously: "Is it possible for the two parties to reach an agreement?"
Bai Zhenren said: "Impossible. Because the Qingshan Sect has paid too much. Whether it is flying swords, pills, spars, or seventeen sword boats, they are extremely expensive, and Yunmengshan wants To prepare for such a war, it will take decades of accumulation. Qingshan's conditions are bound to be extremely harsh, and Jianxilai cannot agree to it."
At this moment, Liu Cizhen’s peaceful voice spread throughout the Xihai, falling in the ears of every practitioner: "Our condition is to disband the Xihai Sword Sect. This place is under the control of the righteous sects, and you must Leaving, and swearing a poisonous oath with the sword ghost, he must not return to Chaotian Continent in his life, otherwise he will be punished to death by the sky thunder."
Sword God Xihai certainly couldn't accept such a condition, so he didn't speak at all.
He looked towards Shaoming Island, looked at the big ship looming in the clouds, and was silent for a moment.
Su Ziye once said that the Zhongzhou faction and Xihai should join forces to do something, but today the Zhongzhou faction has always kept quiet.
He knows why this is. If Xi Hai does not use real means to let the world see the hope of surpassing Qingshan, two real people will never come forward.
Xihai Sword God retracted his gaze, looked at Liu Ci and said blankly, "I came from the sea."
His voice also spread throughout Xihai.
This is the sea.
Naturally, he was not talking about this sea.
Sword God Xihai went on to say: "I grew up in that fog and learned swordsmanship since I was a child. From the first day, I didn't believe in the saying that swords come out of the green mountains."
The practitioners of all sects were in an uproar.
Bu Qiuxiao's expression became a bit solemn.
Xihai Sword God is equivalent to acknowledging his origin.
He is a disciple of the ancestor of Kirishima in the South China Sea.
This is something that Chaotian Continent practitioners have speculated for a long time, and it was finally confirmed today.
"A lot of people came today, which is great."
Xihai Sword God's indifferent gaze swept across the boats in the sky.
"The people of the world can finally know who is the strongest swordsman in the line of Aoyama and Kirishima."
After saying this, he slowly opened his right hand.
The twelve-story sword returned from a distance and fell into his hand.
He looked at Liu Ci and said: "Please."
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The ruined temple on the barren mountain has collapsed.
The thin and short old man stood in the ruins, quietly watching Nan Wang.
The white cat lay on Jing Jiu's shoulders, the long hair that had been exploded had already flowed down, and his tail was drooping, so there was no other prestige.
Jing Jiu's gaze crossed Nan Wang's head and fell on the old man, confirming something.
Nan Chi didn't cultivate himself into a sword demon, but took a path just opposite to him.
He reversibly cultivated a sword and then raised ghosts.
The cultivator’s spirit is raised together with the flying sword in the sword pill, until the spirit is born, that is the sword ghost.
The sword ghost is very weak, and only after the practitioner breaks through the sky, can he float in the wind, inexhaustible, extremely powerful, and almost invisible sword body.
The problem is ~IndoMTL.com~ If the cultivator lets the sword ghost go far away, he cannot control the sword himself and will be killed very easily.
So no matter whether it is Pei Baifa, who is already dead, or Xilai, they will not choose this method to fight.
Nan Xi has made himself a sword, so he doesn't have to worry about this problem.
Sword ghosts can kill people, and swords can kill people too.
Before the sword was destroyed, the sword ghost was immortal.
This is really an incredible idea, a great way to shake the world.
The southern trend without the first sword, spent hundreds of years in Kirishima, and actually cultivated a completely different kendo, which is really amazing.
At the summit of Shenmo Peak, Jing Jiu once said to Zhao Layue that being able to walk a new path is the most difficult thing in cultivation.
This is the real sect.
Jing Jiu was a little admired, thinking that the ancestor of Kirishima was indeed the most remarkable person in a thousand years.
Just like him and brother.
Thinking about these things, he stopped Nan Wang, who wanted to continue fighting, walked up to Nan Xi and stretched out his right hand.
For Nan Xi, Jing Jiu's current level is not worth mentioning, so he didn't even look at him.
Until this time.
Nan Xi's gaze fell on his face, and there was a long pause.
The abandoned temple is very quiet.
Nan Xi looked at his face and said, "What a perfect sword, it looks familiar."
Jing Jiu quietly looked at him, did not speak, still stretched out his right hand.
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(In Tsui Hark’s old version of Shu Mountain, Zheng Shaoqiu returned to the mountain after entering the devil. He once saw the sword and was born with emotion: What a sword of justice, he seems to have known each other before.)
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