Yin San is at most at the level of the wild realm now, and he is not a real Taiping real person.Jing Jiu knew better that he had a problem with his body, and he could not pose a real threat to the Qingshan Sect now.The biggest enemy of the Qingshan Sect now is still the pair of masters and apprentices from the south and west.Looking at the ruined temple that was getting closer and closer in his field of vision, and looking at the red lantern swaying in the wind, Jing Jiu quickly repeated the calculations of these days again.The sword of the first son of Nan Chao was taken away by Qingshan and kept in the palace until the Battle of Yuntai, and finally returned to the Xihai Sword Sect.Aoyama Sect was sure that Saikai did not send the Hatsuko Sword back to Kirishima.Why didn't Nan Chao get his sword back?
Others couldn't figure it out, but he guessed a possibility because of his experience.Nan Trend has refined himself into a sword ghost, so he no longer needs the Hatsuko Sword.If that's the case, where are the sword ghosts of Nan Trend now?
West Sea or Green Mountain?
But the important thing is that if the sword ghost of Nan Chao goes somewhere else, then what is this Nan Chao in the black coffin?
A cold corpse or something like a scabbard?
Will this Nan Cheng in the coffin wake up?
Thinking about these things, he had already followed Nan Forget to the outside of the broken temple.The Qingshan Sect had already made a move in the West Sea, and they were going to extinguish this red lantern at this time.The red lantern may be the psychic technique of the Southern Barbarian Tribe, which can summon the sword ghosts of the Southern Trend from thousands of miles away.In order to kill Nan Chao completely, this thing must be destroyed."
Nan Forget?"
Nanzheng walked out of the ruined temple and looked at the girl who was covered in silver bells, somewhat similar to herself, but more delicate and arrogant, with incredible emotions on her face.After Nan Forget became the master of Qingshan Qingrong Peak, he completely cleared the remnants of the southern trend in the tribe, and the methods were very cruel.Nanzheng is one of those people, and his hatred for her is naturally as deep as the ocean, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he also attacks her.Nan Forget flicked his ten fingers, and countless looming sword strings appeared around the broken temple, weaving a net.The mountain wind falls on those sword strings, giving birth to a clear sound of different heights, which is very moving.There were several loud sounds, and countless blood came out of Nanzheng's body, flying back upside down, breaking through the back wall of the old temple, and smashing directly into the mountain, not knowing life or death.Nan forgot to ignore her anymore, walked under the red lantern in front of the ruined temple, and closed his eyes.She is now the true god worshiped by the Nanban tribe, so naturally there is a way to break Nanchao's channeling technique, but she needs to pay some price.After a few moments, her body shook twice, and her face turned pale.The red lantern spontaneously combusted without fire and quickly burned to ashes.Nan Forget opened his eyes, looked at the black coffin in the temple, and motioned for Jing Jiu to stand behind him.The white cat squatted on Jing Jiu's shoulder, looking at the black coffin, his eyes were full of vigilance and fear, and his long hair had already exploded, turning into an angry dandelion.Nan Forget walked into the ruined temple, stood in front of the black coffin, bent his finger and tapped lightly on the coffin lid twice.The lid of the black coffin slowly slid downward, revealing Nan Ten's thin, short, and old body.Nan Forget was silent for a while, his chest rising and falling slightly, and then his right hand fell like lightning and hit Nan Chao's chest.There was a soft snap.There were countless bright rays of light in her eyes.The sword strings around the broken temple fell with her right hand, like a fishing net, binding the black coffin.Without a sound, the black coffin shattered into the finest powder, and Nan Chao's clothes were shattered into similar particles.Nan Chao's body was unscathed, still so thin, like a dried corpse.Nan Wang's eyes became brighter, and his sword intent was urged to the extreme, using unprovoked sword techniques to keep attacking.Countless cracks and crisp sounds rose one after another.The strings of the swords broke one after another, curled and twisted back, and finally turned back into the body of the Jinse Sword.The Jinse Sword had become much darker, and it was clearly badly damaged.Nan Forget was silent, thinking to himself no matter how high the realm was, how could he resist the flying sword with his body?
Looking at this scene, Jing Jiu realized that his calculations were incomplete.The ruined temple was littered with debris.The flaming red lantern turned into a few puffs of green smoke.Nan Chao opened his eyes and said, "I didn't expect you to find me." ”………… The sea water around Shaoming Island has turned into ice, and Taiping Zhenren cannot escape from the bottom of the sea, so he can only continue to hide on the island.The cloud boat of the Zhongzhou faction, the bitter boat of Yimaozhai, and the lotus cloud of Guocheng Temple have all come to this world and surrounded the entire island.When the Xihai Mountain Gate Array was inexplicably opened, the huge shadow in the sea was moving towards Shaoming Island at high speed.It was the Flying Whale, the town sect divine beast of the Western Sea Sword Sect, with a huge body, even if it was sneaking in the deep sea, it still brought countless waves, which attracted the attention of many people.The parade of flying whales in the deep sea was even faster than in the sky, and it didn't take long to reach more than 70 miles outside Shaoming Island.Further on, there is a huge hard ice.With a low but loud long roar, the flying whale broke through the sea, and with countless seawaters, it crashed towards Shaoming Island.Seeing that it was so resolute, it was actually ready to use its huge body to crush the entire Shaoming Island.Is this an attempt to prove the innocence of the Western Sea Sword Sect with his own death?
The cultivators of the Zhongzhou faction, Yimaozhai, Guocheng Temple and other sects naturally did not stop this matter, but just watched coldly from the sky.The Qingshan Sect would not accept such a development.If the Xihai Sword Sect really killed the Taiping Zhenren, how could the Qingshan Sect continue to attack the Xihai?
What's more, how could Taiping Zhenren also be the previous head of the Qingshan Sect, an ancestor-level figure, how could he let the evil beasts of the Xihai Sword Sect be killed?
I could only hear a cold, angry and bloodthirsty shout from the Qingshan Sword Boat: "Evil beast dares!"
”This loud shout echoed between heaven and earth, rolling up countless winds, and the sound was extremely amazing.The cultivators of the various sects were shocked and thought, which peak master of the Qingshan Sect is this?
Bu Qiuxiao and others still remember the battle of Yuntai that year, the flying whale was stepped into the sea by the Yuan riding whale, and they thought to themselves, isn't this master?
Just thinking about these things, I saw a strange bird suddenly appear in the sky, and its strange tail fin glittered in the sun.The strange bird flew in front of the flying whale at unimaginable speed, and scolded, "Do you want to die!"
”The cultivators of the various sects were shocked, and then they realized that it was actually the one who spoke.Compared to the huge body of the flying whale, the strange bird was like a small black dot, but the wind that followed it was extremely terrifying.Countless huge waves rolled up in the sea, lapping the ice around Shaoming Island, and actually opened several cracks.The tail of the strange bird is extremely long, like a sword, and it flashes countless sharp rays.Countless wounds appeared on the surface of the flying whale's body, and countless blood spilled out, falling like a waterfall.The strange bird smirked twice and flew back towards the Qingshan Sword Boat.With a low, painful hum, the whale descended to the surface of the sea and dived to the bottom of the sea, not daring to reappear again.A cultivator was shocked and asked, "What is this strange bird?"
”He Wei glanced at the cold bird that was trembling and eager to turn around and leave, and was extremely annoyed and didn't want to answer this question.Bu Qiuxiao said: "This is the Qingshan Sect guard, Yin Feng. ”Hearing this answer, the cultivators of the various sects felt a little numb in their scalps, and they were once again shocked by the strength of the Qingshan Sect.This Qingshan Town, which looks like a long-tailed golden chicken, uses his tail as a sword, and it looks like a cultivator who has been immersed in kendo for many years!
Liu Ci Zhenren hasn't come out of the sword yet, and Yuan Qi Whale hasn't even shown up, plus this Yin Feng Lord......
Even if the Sword God of the West Sea is strong, what can it do?
When the wind came, the Qingshan Sword Boat shook slightly, and the Yin Feng landed on the deck, raised his head proudly, and walked towards the cabin.Its tail feathers had been stained red with whale blood, dripping on the deck.Looking at this scene, the disciples of Shangde Peak were proud and afraid.In particular, several elders such as Chi Yan and Duan Liantian had heard some stories about the civil strife in Qingshan back then, and knew how many Qingshan powerhouses had been killed by Lord Yin Feng and Lord Corpse Dog......
He was even more silent and did not dare to speak.Only Senior Sister Yushan held her small fist, her eyes flashed, and she shouted, "Lord Yin Feng is so handsome!"
”Yin Feng nodded slightly, expressing appreciation, and walked into the cabin.Yuan Qi Whale sat cross-legged in the cabin, meditating with his eyes closed.He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the bloodstains stained on the tail feathers of the yin phoenix.………… The cloud ship of the Zhongzhou faction.Bai Zao thought about the scene from the previous scene and asked seriously, "Is it possible for the two sides to reach an agreement?"
”Bai Zhenren said: "Impossible.Because the Qingshan Sect has paid too much.Whether it is a flying sword, a pill, a spar or seventeen sword boats, it is an extremely huge consumption, even if Yunmeng Mountain wants to prepare for such a war, it will also consume decades of accumulation, and the conditions proposed by Qingshan must be extremely harsh, and it is impossible for Jian Xilai to agree. ”At this moment, Liu Ci Zhenren's peaceful voice spread throughout the entire West Sea, falling on the ears of every cultivator: "Our condition is to dissolve the West Sea Sword Sect, this place is jointly managed by the righteous path factions, and you must leave, and swear a poisonous oath with the sword ghost, you will not return to the Chaotian Continent for the rest of your life, otherwise you will be killed by the Heavenly Thunder." ”Of course, it was impossible for the Xihai Sword God to accept such a condition, so he didn't speak at all.He looked in the direction of 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 joined forces to do something, but today the Zhongzhou faction has always remained quiet.He knew why, if Xihai didn't come up with real means to let the world see the hope of beating Qingshan, Tan Bai and the two real people would definitely not come forward.The Sword God of the West Sea retracted his gaze, looked at Liu Ci and said expressionlessly, "I'm from the sea." ”His voice also spread throughout the West Sea.This is the sea.Naturally, he wasn't talking about the sea.The Xihai Sword God continued: "I grew up in that fog since I was a child, learning swordsmanship, and from the first day, I didn't believe in the saying that the sword comes out of the green mountains. ”The cultivators of the various sects were in an uproar.Bu Qiuxiao's expression became a little solemn.The Sword God of the West Sea is tantamount to admitting his origin.He is a disciple of the ancestor of Kirishima in the South China Sea.This is a thing that has been speculated by the Chaotian Continent cultivation world for a long time, and it has finally been confirmed today."
There's a lot of people here today, so that's good."
The indifferent gaze of the Sword God of the West Sea swept over the ships in the sky."
The world can finally know who is the strongest in the way of the sword between you Aoyama and my Kirishima lineage."
After saying this, he slowly opened his right hand.The Twelve-Story Building Sword returned from a distance and landed in his hand.He looked at Liu Ci and said, "Please." ”………… The barren mountains and ruined temples have collapsed.The thin and short old man stood in the ruins, quietly watching Nan Wang.The white cat was lying on Jing Jiu's shoulder, and the long hair that exploded had already gone down, and its tail was drooping, how could it still have the previous power.Jing Jiu's gaze crossed the top of Nan Wang's head and landed on the old man, confirming something.Instead of cultivating himself into a sword ghost, Nan Chao took a path that was just the opposite of him.He reversed his cultivation into a sword, and then raised ghosts.The spiritual soul of a cultivator is nourished with the flying sword in the sword pill until the spiritual spirit is born, and that is the sword ghost.The sword ghost is very weak, and only when the cultivator breaks through the realm to the sky, can he float in the wind, not extinguished, extremely powerful, almost innate and formless sword body.The problem is that if a practitioner allows a sword ghost to go far away, he will not be able to control the sword himself, and he will be very easy to kill.So whether it is Pei Baifa, who has died, or Xilai, he will not choose this method to fight.Nan Chao has refined himself into a sword, so he doesn't have to worry about this problem.Sword ghosts can kill, and swords can kill people.Before the sword is destroyed, the sword ghost is not destroyed.It's an incredible idea, an earth-shattering good measure.Nan Tend, who didn't have the Hatsuko Sword, had been thinking hard in Kirishima for hundreds of years, and he actually cultivated a completely different kendo, which was really powerful.Back then, at the peak of Shenmo, Jing Jiu once said to Zhao Layue that being able to walk out of a new path was the most difficult thing in cultivation.This is the real founding of the sect.Jing Jiu was a little impressed, thinking that Kirishima Ancestor was really the most amazing person in a thousand years.Just like him and his brother.Thinking about these things, he stopped Nan Wang, who still wanted to continue fighting, walked up to Nan Cheng, and stretched out his right hand.For Nan Chao, Jing Jiu's current realm was too low to mention, so he didn't look at him at all.Until this time.Nan Chu's gaze fell on his face and paused for a long time.The barren mountain and the abandoned temple are very quiet.Nan Chao looked at his face and said, "What a perfect sword, déjà vu." ”Jing Jiu looked at him quietly, did not speak, and still stretched out his right hand.………… (In Tsui Hark's old version of Shu Mountain, Zheng Shaoqiu returned to the mountain after entering the demon, and once saw the sword and sighed: What a sword of justice, it seems familiar.) ）()