"Fellow Daoist Huangshan, do you think that the seven-star sword slave still has the ability to move?" Tianyu Zhenren frowned and said, "It seems that it is very different from the other wandering sword slaves we have encountered."

"No matter whether it has the ability to move or not, we have come here, and we have absolutely no reason to retreat," said Huangshan Zhenren. "Fellow Daoist Tianyu, how about you and I have restored our state to the best, and then walk onto the sword platform together?"

Tianyu Zhenren shook his head and said, "This is a seven-star sword slave. I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him by combining the power of you and me. It's better to do this. One of us will lead the sword slave away. The other one takes the opportunity to go on stage and activate the ancient immortal formation! How about it?"

The Master Huangshan frowned. After his encounter at the entrance of the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb, he had already taken great care of the Master Tianyu.

"Fellow Daoist Tianyu, what do you mean is to let me lead the sword slave away?" Huangshan Zhenren asked coldly.

"Of course not," Tianyu Zhenren smiled, "Whether it is to pull out the sword slave or activate the ancient immortal formation, it is all for the plan of the immortal envoy and the glory of the evergreen sky. Fellow Daoist Huangshan can choose one of these two tasks. How about I do the other one?"

Huang Shan frowned and said, "Since that's the case, I chose to activate the ancient immortal formation. The important task of guiding the Seven-Star Sword Slave is handed over to fellow Taoist Tianyu."

Tianyu Zhenren did not refuse and laughed: "No problem."

The two Eight Tribulation World Honored Ones had their own thoughts, sat cross-legged in the void, took out mysterious crystals, elixirs and other objects, and adjusted their own condition to the best level.

Xu Yang was covered by the fog of Taixu, and listened clearly to the two Buddhas not far away.

"Tianyu Zhenren must have had a fraud. It is a very dangerous thing to pull away the Seven-Star Sword Slave. If you accidentally get seriously injured or even die, and activate the ancient immortal formation, it is a good opportunity to complete the mission of Zhuo Ming's immortal and make great contributions. Anyone with a normal mind will not just do the things that make contributions and do the hardest work."

Xu Yang thought about this in his heart and couldn't help but feel a little more sympathy for Huangshan Zhenren. Huangshan Zhenren obviously lacks calculating and may suffer a loss.

Not long after, the two Eight Tribulation World Honored Ones finished their practice and opened their eyes at the same time.

"Fellow Daoist Tianyu, please ask first." Since the division of labor has been confirmed, Huangshan Zhenren did not doubt that he was there and said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Huangshan, after I lead the sword slave away, please come on stage as soon as possible and activate the ancient immortal formation!" Tianyu Zhenren bowed and said, his expression was not at all abnormal.

"That's natural." Huangshan Zhenren was also a little embarrassed. Now it seems that he was wrongly blamed Tianyu. Tianyu Zhenren did things entirely out of public intention and had no selfish intentions.

The real man Tianyu slowly flew forward and approached the thousand-star platform suspended in the void. Eight hundred feet, five hundred feet, and three hundred feet. When he was only one hundred feet away from the thousand-star platform, the seven-star sword slave on the throne finally slowly opened his eyes.

With a buzzing sound, a divine light about a foot long shot out from the eyes of the Seven-Star Sword Slave. It was like two sharp divine swords, containing a sharp mental attack. Xu Yang, who was peeking at the side, was not facing him head-on, and he was shocked and could hardly maintain the concealment of the fog of Taixu.

The first real man Tianyu was trembling obviously. However, he did not hesitate, but instead rushed forward, the Illusion Mist Sword was deployed, and a mercury beam of light slashed away at the seven-star sword slave!

The Seven-Star Sword Slave slowly stood up from the throne. Facing this mercury beam of light, it simply raised its thin palm.

A magnificent and magnificent sword light suddenly slashed out from the palm of the Seven-Star Sword Slave and bombarded directly on the mercury light column! The next moment, the mercury light was split open like tofu, and the grand sword light remained powerful and still slashed towards Tianyu Zhenren.

From a distance, it looks like an axe that cuts through the sky, slashing towards the sky in the waist. Wherever the power reaches, the space around it feels stagnant.

Xu Yang's eyes were filled with martial arts. He was surprised to see that the space trajectory around Tianyu Zhenren was spontaneously circulating, like a huge spider web, wrapping Tianyu Zhenren heavily, forcing him to resist the power of this sword!

"Heaven... Which level is this sword control technique? It is definitely not just the fourth level..." Xu Yang was shocked. This seven-star sword slave was simply unremarkable. The sword he slashed out casually had a brilliant and supreme spirit, as if at the moment of his sword, everything in the world followed its orders.

The real man Tianyu roared angrily. The mercury light column he had just slashed with the Illusion Mist Sword was originally a test of the virtual move, and most of his strength was left in response. Now facing the shocking attack of the Seven-Star Sword slave, his reaction was also very fast. The Illusion Mist Sword surrounded his body in an extremely rapid manner, cutting out a series of dark space cracks, and cutting off all the space trajectories that bound him! After doing it, he finally got free, took one step forward, retreated a thousand feet away, avoiding the sharpness of this attack.

The seven-star sword slave was suspended on the thousand-foot sword platform, and the divine light shot out of his eyes slowly closed. What surprised Xu Yang was that there seemed to be a hint of humane color in the eyes of this sword slave.

"Get out, otherwise you will die."

In just four short words, like thunder, exploded in the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb.

"Can you actually speak?"

"No, this sword slave has his own intelligence... it is not an ordinary sword slave!" Huang Shan Zhenren exclaimed.

"However, things cannot be tolerated at this point, so what about the Seven-Star Sword Slave? Take another sword!"

The real man of Tianyu screamed and slashed out again. The Fantasy Mist Sword condensed three huge tentacles, two of which were defending themselves, and the last one swept towards the Seven-Star Sword Slave on the sword platform.

After saying that short sentence, the Seven-Star Sword Slave fell into silence again. However, after seeing the Tianyu Zhenren attack again, a trace of humanized anger ignited in his eyes.

"laugh!"

In the hands of the Seven-Star Sword Slave, a purple-lit holy sword shot out with a bang, hitting the huge tentacle that was flying towards him. The body of Tianyu Real Man was shocked, and the Fantasy Mist Sword was directly slashed back to its original form and almost flew out of his hand.

If the first confrontation was made by Tianyu Zhenren for testing and did not give full efforts, then this second confrontation clearly exposed the huge gap between the two.

The seven-star sword slave, both in his own strength and in the holy sword grade, surpassed the Tianyu Zhenren. The biggest gap is the two of them who control the sword control technique.

The Seven-Star Sword Slave's sword control technique definitely surpasses the fourth level, and moves to a higher level when it condenses the power of nature in the world.

Real Man Tianyu retreated thousands of feet again. However, he did not give up. He roared and shot out the Illusion Mist Sword again, differentiated into hundreds of sword flowers, performing a spectacular rain of sword energy, and countless sword lights roared and shot at the Seven-Star Sword Slave.

A trace of mockery appeared in the eyes of the Seven-Star Sword Slave, and a palm cut it horizontally. A large purple axe in the void was cut in the waist like a slash of guillotine, scattering the sword energy and scattering it straight away. The Fantasy Mist Sword was cut back to its original form again, making a shrill cry.

Xu Yang knew that this kind of sword sound was the wailing sound when the holy weapon was damaged. In the third confrontation, the Seven-Star Sword Slave had damaged the Illusion Mist Sword before it could do its best.

Tianyu Zhenren retreated again. At this time, he was already three thousand feet away from the sword platform.

Perhaps it was the continuous provocation that angered the Seven-Star Sword Slave. After Tianyu Zhenren was away from his attack range, the Seven-Star Slave rushed over with a little to the toe, and the Purple Light Holy Sword slashed out again.

"Fellow Daoist Huangshan, hurry up! This is the only chance!" Tianyu Zhenren shouted violently.

The real person in Huangshan was overjoyed when he saw that the Seven-Star Sword Slave had already left the Qianzhang Sword Platform. He quickly lifted up and instantly arrived at the Qianzhang Sword Platform!

"Fellow Daoist Tianyu, support it for a while and wait for me to activate this ancient immortal formation!"

The Huangshan Zhenren quickly took out the mysterious crystals from the storage ring and arranged them on a broken ancient formation on the Thousand-Steps Sword Platform in a certain specific order.

"We can't let them succeed!" Xu Yang's heart was shaking. Although he didn't know what the immortal Zhuo Ming ordered the strong men of the Immortal Alliance to activate the ancient immortal formation, it was always right to destroy it.

However, just as Xu Yang was about to take action, a sudden change occurred. Tianyu Zhenren, who was trying his best to fight against the Seven-Star Sword Slave, suddenly disappeared after a bang!

The Seven-Star Sword Slave lost its target and quickly turned around and locked its target on the Huangshan Zhenren!

"die!"

Seeing that the real person in Huangshan dared to appear on the sword platform, the angry divine light flashed in the eyes of the Seven-Star Sword Slave, and the purple holy sword shot out like lightning, locking in the back of Huangshan Zhenren.

The Huangshan Zhenren suddenly felt the horror of death. He had no time to scold the deceitful Zhenren Tianyu, and quickly sacrificed his holy weapon to shake the sea seal.

"Dinghai attack!"

The Sea Shaking Seal soared to a thousand feet in a radius and quickly suppressed the purple light holy sword.

However, the strength of Huangshan Zhenren is still very different from that of the Seven-Star Sword Slave. Although the Sea Shaking Seal is a sixth-level holy weapon, it is obviously not as strong as the purple long sword in the hands of the Seven-Star Sword Slave!

With a loud bang, the sea-shaking seal was directly lifted, and the purple light holy sword remained strong and continued to slash towards the Huangshan Zhenren.

"Damn it! Only by using the tribe-suppressing holy weapon can you have hope of getting out!"

Huangshan Zhenren quickly pinched the seal with his hands, his face was solemn, and he shouted: "The Heaven-Shaped Seal!"

With a loud bang, a golden treasure seal above the head of the true man Huangshan, radiating infinite holy power, and golden holy lights drooped down, completely protecting him! The purple light holy sword slashed on the holy light curtain curtain of the Tianshi Seal, leaving ripples.

Although he did not break the protection of the Fentian Seal, the real man Huangshan was still shocked by the huge shock force, so he flew backwards and his face was pale. The Fentian Seal above his head was even more shaky.
Chapter completed!