The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 59: The encounter of two swords

Sword Boat retreated slowly, and Liu Ci walked into the sky.

He stood in the air, quietly looking at the sword **** Xihai.

He didn't speak, everyone knew that he accepted the other party's invitation to fight.

The practitioners were surprised to see that he was still holding his hands, wondering where is the Heavenly Sword?

Even if the big thing in the world-wide realm summons the flying sword, it only takes a flash of thought, but it still takes time.

In this level of battle, shouldn't you buy all the time to summon the flying sword in advance?

The sea breeze blew in the sky between Liu Ci and Xihai Sword God, rolling up fine waves for more than ten miles.

The clear and beautiful sunlight also refracted at this moment, as if it were a lot stronger.

Many practitioners suddenly felt some tingling in their eyes, and they shed tears subconsciously.

It's just a confrontation, and the sword intent exuded by the two big things is so powerful that they can't look directly at them.

For the Green Mountain Sect, this battle between peerless powerhouses is not worthwhile.

But Liu Ci is the head of Qingshan, and the sword will come to the west to draw the sword, and he will naturally welcome each other.

The two extremely powerful Qi machines have locked each other in the air, and both sides may shoot swords at any time. The opponent is also the strongest in Chaotian Continent. Liu Ci cannot be distracted to think about other things at this time. For example, he doesn't actually have a sword. For example, where is Nan Xi...

Even if Nan Xi suddenly appeared like Jing Jiu budgeted, he could only ignore it temporarily.

The green hills are all here, what if South Trend appears?

If Nan Xi wants to take the opportunity to attack Qingshan, then naturally there will be surprises waiting for him.

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On the frozen sea, Shaoming Island is like a black gem falling in the snow and frost. The top of it has been flattened by the sword **** of the West Sea. It is extremely smooth and reflects the sunlight in a better color. , If you look closely, you can still see some tunnels.

The sword boat of Shangdefeng is high in the sky, watching this picture condescendingly.

Not far away is the cloud boat of the Zhongzhou school and the sorrow boat of Yimaozhai. From the cloud, the chanting of the Buddhist priests in Guocheng Temple is faintly heard.

No matter how great Taiping Master is, there is no way to run out in such a situation.

Yuan Qijing looked at the blood stains on the Yinfeng's tail feathers, not worried that it dared to resist the will to sneak into Shaoming Island to help Master, but felt that there were some other problems.

There is a small bubble in the blood stain, and there is a small black spot in the bubble.

In front of the temple on the remote barren mountain, when the red lantern burned, this little blood bubble was also broken.

The little black spot in the blood bubble came into the air, rose up against the wind, and quickly became a child.

The kid was wearing a dark cardigan with a small bun, his face was pale as a ghost, and his figure was as thin as a ghost.

"Damn it."

Yuan Qijing's white hair was shaken by the wind, and it seemed a bit vicissitudes of life.

His expression is still so dull, but his voice is somewhat emotional.

The sword ghost of Nanxun appeared abruptly in the Qingshan sword boat.

Everything happened too suddenly.

Even Yin Feng didn't react.

With a soft wipe, the sword ghost boy passed through Yuan Qijing's body and swept out of the cabin.

Until now, the three-foot sword on the ice broke through and returned to the cabin.

Nan Xi's Sword Demon Boy had always been hidden in Fei Whale's body.

The flying whale pretended to hit Shaoming Island and died together with the real Taiping, but was intercepted by Yinfeng.

The sword ghost boy followed the whale blood to stain Yinfeng's tail feathers, thereby avoiding the sword formation of Qingshan disciples and directly entering the sword boat, shortening the distance between Yuanqi whale.

More importantly, Yuan Qijing's three-foot sword has been on the surface of the sea, maintaining the ice seal of Shaoming Island.

All this sounds simple, but it is necessary to grasp the true relationship between Yin Feng and Taiping Taiping, and to understand Yuan Qijing's true thoughts about Taiping Taiping.

It can be said that this is one of the most successful sneak attacks in the history of the spiritual world.

The three-foot sword returned, Yuan Qijing's body was quickly covered by extremely thick ice and snow, and no wounds could be seen. However, judging from the weak breath, he should have been seriously injured.

The Sword Demon Boy who came outside the cabin obviously became a lot lighter.

Junior Sister Yushan first discovered this strange thing and exclaimed for warning.

The Qingshan disciples were not chaotic when they were in danger, and their reaction was extremely quick, and countless swords were cut down.

Only an instant, the temperature of the sword boat dropped a lot, and a shallow layer of frost formed on the deck.

The Sword Demon Boy floats between the frost and snow, as if it is faster than those sword lights.

Duan Liantian fell heavily to the ground, no breathing, a big mouth appeared in the chest and abdomen, Jian Wan was directly cut into pieces, flying sword without the owner, flying diagonally to the sea.

Yin Feng flew out of the cabin and let out an angry scream, black feathers like a sword, slashing towards the sword ghost boy.

However, the Sword Demon Boy's body is extremely strange, like an unreal light and shadow, while avoiding Yinfeng's attack, he continued his killing.

Chi Yan snorted, and slammed his arm back.

The ghost is fluttering.

The Sword Demon Boy completely surpassed the so-called kendo's understanding scope. He quickly retreated several tens of feet, wiped the wings of Yinfeng, and came to the sword boat somewhere.

"Protect the younger sister!"

The disciples of Shangdefeng gathered together Feijian and cut them down.

Blood splattered, and people were dying.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly became wild.

The Sword Demon Boy is slightly stagnant.

The next moment, he sneaked into the sword boat shockingly.

People guessed what this monster wanted to do, but it was too late to stop it.

A loud bang was heard, and the sword boat array core was destroyed, falling from a high altitude to the ground, unable to carry such a huge weight anymore, and scattered into countless fragments.

Shang Defeng disciples rose up with their swords one after another, and some seriously injured and dead disciples fell along with the fragments of the sword boat.

Yin Feng screamed, flying up into the sky, chasing the small and ethereal ghost in the sky.

The sword light flashed, and disciples of other Qingshan Sword Boats came to rescue, but the Sword Demon Boy killed three people instantly.

The wind and snow broke again, and a transparent ice mass suddenly appeared in the sky.

The Sword Demon Boy was trapped in the ice ball.

But it didn't last long, the ice mass gave birth to countless cracks, and it spread out.

Yuan Qijing stood in the wind and snow, staring at a certain place in the sky, with his hair loose.

He held the three-foot sword in both hands and cut it towards that piece.

Countless wind and snow enveloped the West China Sea.

The figure of the sword ghost boy is looming in the meantime.

No order was required, all the flying swords of Qingshan Sword Boat flew over there.

Hundreds of flying swords, with hundreds of sharp sword lights, penetrated the wind and snow, chasing and killing that figure.

With such a formation, even the strongest demon head and the underworld demon were strangled.

But Liu Ci knew that this was not enough, because the opponent was the most powerful sword fairy in the world, and he was obviously in an extremely strange state.

He looked at the figure in the wind and snow, raised his eyebrows slightly, and wanted to draw a sword.

Suddenly countless tides have emerged in the West Sea.

The twelve-story sword arrives.

There was a loud bang.

The tide is scattered invisible, and the sea breeze blows the wind and snow.

The practitioners of various sects raised their heads and looked to the sky, only to see two extremely tall figures in the extremely high virtual realm.

Thunder and lightning keep falling.

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In a ruined temple on a barren hill.

Jing Jiu looked at Nan Qi, took a step forward, and naturally grasped the opponent's hand with his right hand.

Nan Chi's hands are very old, cold, and wrinkled. They are not like hands, but more like lifeless things.

Countless sword lights sprayed out from the hands they were holding, floating in all directions.

The hidden wound in Nan Wang's body was dragged by the sword intent, and he attacked again, pressing his head against Jing Jiu's back, his face a little pale.

The white cat crouched on Jing Jiu's shoulders, staring at Nan Xi's eyes, and constantly wondering when to shoot.

At other times, it can be counseled, but today it may even involve the survival of the Qingshan Sect. As the guard of the Qingshan Sect, it must not retreat.

The sword light continued to float from between the hands held by Jing Jiu and Nan Xi, like snowflakes, and then slowly fell from the sky into the ruins.

Zheng clank! The sound of countless swords rang, and the ruins of the ruined temple and the stone gravel were cut into the finest particles, which were blown up by the wind.

The wind was quickly chopped up, turning into the warmest spring breeze, falling on Jing Jiu's face, his expression unchanged.

Nan Xi looked at him and said with emotion: "Sure enough, it is a perfect sword, but it's a pity that your realm is too low."

This is still talking about the principle that the sword is built with people.

Jing Jiu said: "You are a sword now, you don't even have a realm."

This is about the law of raising swords and ghosts.

Nan Qiwei said, "I didn't expect you to understand this."

Jing Jiu said: "You were chopped off the Taoist tree back then, and you have embarked on the path of reverse cultivation to a sword. Your body is indeed indestructible."

Nan Xi said: "Yes~IndoMTL.com~It is difficult for anything to hurt me now."

Jing Jiu said: "I am special."

Yes, Nan Wang, who broke through the sea, couldn't hurt Nan Qi, but he could.

A very thin crack appeared on Nan Xi's wrist. Then, a crack appeared on his tiger's mouth, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen.

The weird thing is that the flesh and blood are gray and white, and they look really like corpses.

"Without realm, everything is reality."

Nan Xi looked at him and said, "Your problem is that you try to repair the sword out of the realm. Then when your realm is low, the sword is not so special."

When the voice fell, Jing Jiu's belt fell off.

Immediately afterwards, a section of his hair fell off.

Next, one of his earlobes fell off.

The white cat looked at the drop of blood on his ear and was so shocked that he couldn't speak, thinking you were hurt?

Nan Xi looked at him with a smile and said, "If you don't let go, you will die. Are you afraid?"

The sound of the sword continued, ringing in the heavens and the earth, a little distorted, like a buzzing sound.

The sword light kept fluttering around, cutting off everything that could be encountered.

Jing Jiu told Liu Shisui in the mountain village that what he is best at is cutting.

Today he finally met another person who was as good at cutting off as himself.

It's just that one takes a man as a sword, and the other takes a sword as a man.

As Nan Xi said, his realm is still too low. If he insists on not letting go, he will really die.

Jing Jiu didn't want to die, but he wouldn't let go.

He said to Nan Xi: "Qingshan sword formation is coming, are you afraid?"

(End of this chapter)

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