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Chapter 16 The sword hangs over the blue sky(2/2)

After all, people have good or bad, and they have no swords. As long as they are good and good swords, they will not like them without swordsmen.

The amazing sword has exceeded the two people's understanding of Jianyi. I'm afraid that only those who can see the tricks are those who have truly reached the peak of Jiandao. It is a new world that can prove that martial arts will never end.

Both of them had problems with their state of mind. They could not understand their minds when they set out to make a sword, and it would be difficult for them to touch the threshold of Jian Yi in their entire lives.

Facing such a sword without any distractions, how could I not yearn for it? Maybe even the fairy sword falling from the sky took a look.

But unfortunately, no matter how good the sword is, without the support of powerful cultivation, all it can be shown is technology, and it is difficult to show killing power.

Lu Jianchen sacrificed his life with his natal immortal sword; Lin Zifeng, who is also a sword cultivator, made his full effort.

The peak sword cultivator who is known for his only pursuit of killing power is in a head-on battle, and Shangguan Lingye, who follows the balance path, cannot even pull him away, let alone Zuo Lingquan.

Lu Jianchen's sword weighs ten thousand pounds. He can sink to the island with one sword on the sea, and can sink to the mountains with one sword on the ground. Zuo Lingquan's two sword energy entered and was suppressed before he could walk to Lin Zifeng.

The Demon-Sealing Sword Formation faced the overwhelming and powerful impact from the sky, it also showed the powerlessness of a mantis arm as if he was chariot.

Shangguan Lingye knew that Lao Lu had decided, and he couldn't turn his sword back, so he could not hold it back at all, so he could only protect his body to avoid being affected by the aftermath. Even Tuanzi was afraid of the might of heaven and hid in Shangguan Lingye's clothes.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the cliff of Huoxia Valley, watching Lin Zifeng take Lao Lu's forehead with a sword, and he was willing to help, but he could not enter the dead domain in front of him.

At this critical moment, the two of them suddenly discovered that a sapling broke through the ground in front of Lao Lu and grew into a big tree in an instant.

It was a peach tree. Although the crown was not big, its overall appearance was like a reduced version of the Taohuatan ancestral tree.

Boom

Before the two could see the details clearly, the Huangquan Sword smashed down.

The sword energy that flowed backwards from the Milky Way exhausted the century-long precipitation of Lao Lu and the Immortal Sword Huangquan, and smashed it into the Huokaku Valley with the momentum of jade breaking.

In a blink of an eye, the charred Huoka Valley collapsed and the outer cliffs all collapsed.

The ground first raised a circle of circular ripples, spreading outward, and then fell down. The earth cracked and countless cracked gaps appeared.

The protective wall around Shangguan Lingye was shattered, but fortunately it was far away and not affected much.

But the sword energy had not dissipated. The two of them had just risen from the wind and wanted to check the details in the canyon, but they found that the ground was still spreading with fissures, and then they began to shake the earth, making a "crack" sound under the surface, as if something had been smashed.

Tuanzi seemed to notice something, and looked through her collar and pointed her wings downward:

"grumble?"

The earth changes, causing the sky to begin to gather thunder and clouds, but in a flash, it turned from a scorching sun to a dark cloud covering the sky.

Zuo Lingquan was suspended from the sword and the sky. Before he could completely stabilize, he realized that the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was being disturbed. It seemed that even the space was beginning to become unstable. The sense of direction was greatly deviated. He lost control of the flying sword and fell downwards. He was so shocked that he quickly hugged Shangguan Lingye's waist.

Shangguan Lingye had a wide range of knowledge. Seeing this scene, his eyes changed slightly, and he knew that this was a lucky place for the world. He was affected by external forces and had a chain reaction and collapsed. The vision of being absorbed and fused by the world was simply said to be Linglong Pavilion exploded, but this range was obviously not comparable to that of a small Linglong Pavilion.

The great magical powers of opening up and tearing apart the nine sects can only master the three elders, and only Shangguan Yutang is proficient in it. The other two elders dare not use it easily. When ordinary monks encounter this situation, it is basically impossible to stabilize the world in reverse. Shangguan Lingye has obviously not mastered such strength.

Under the imbalance of the world, Shangguan Lingye, who relies on spiritual energy to control the wind, also lost his balance and fell to the torn earth. She pulled Zuo Lingquan and tried her best to distinguish the situation under her feet to avoid falling on the crack in the space, causing her body to split into two, her head on this side of the mountain, and her body ran to the other side of the mountain.

The scope of the change is too large, and everyone has no ability to stop it except to protect themselves and has no time to take care of others.

There were countless wandering cultivators who were afraid of death and watched the masters fight from afar. People from several major families were also among them. They were originally far away, but the earth was shaken and the mountain was shaking. They watched and fled, but they fell down and fell to the churning ground.

As the soil rolled, some peaks, rivers, and even some buildings gradually emerged, but before it was stable, they were squeezed and broken by the original earth. From the sky, the center of the entire sand sea turned into a bizarre and indescribable painting...—

Rumble

The earth was shaking loudly, and it lasted for a few quarters of an hour without stopping.

Wu Qingwan and Xie Qiutao were obviously shocked by this scene. Although they were worried about Zuo Lingquan's safety, they still followed the advice and flew out when they noticed something was wrong. They were not affected by the disordered world, but the pleasure boat was also shaking and almost fell into the sea of ​​sand.

All the members of the Qi family could use swords. When they saw that the situation was not good, they would probably have turned back to Feisha City and reported that they had found the "Boneburial Land".

In the desert outside the Huoka Valley, a swordsman with a sword slowly walking on the sand dunes, looked at the gloomy clouds in the northwest and spoke:

"Qilin Cave, I didn't expect the legend to be true, but this time it completely collapsed. Nowadays, young people holding fairy swords and fighting with people with their lives. Can they run away if they can't beat them? With fairy swords in hand, why worry about not being able to make a comeback?"

He talked to himself, no one responded. The swordsman of the hat thought about it and said:

"I haven't seen that sword just now. It's probably the fairy sword that has emerged in the past few thousand years. If you go down with one sword, the sword master will probably die. I don't know if he can get it... Don't worry, if you get it, you will only be a concubine's sword. I won't treat you badly."
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