Chapter 119: I Have a Sword, Please Convey It to Xiaoyou

The small world of Du E fell apart in front of everyone's eyes, as if a pair of invisible hands were grinding out the world, and many people didn't know why, but Du E's injuries were too serious to even detonate their own enchantment.

Blood rain fell from the sky, heaven and earth were sad, another heaven and earth vision and another Tongtian Realm powerhouse fell, the two Tongtian Realms were not only father and son but also died in the hands of the same person, and the powerhouses of the Feather Plane couldn't help but be gloomy, is this battle meaningful!

"Lanyue, admit defeat, just remove the super plane in the name of stubbornness, you don't need to resist stubbornly, if you have the strength, you can grab it back in the future!" Ge Shu lazily seized the opportunity to shout, and the voice spread thousands of miles away and clearly fell into the ears of all the cultivators, I have to say that the cultivators who originally had the heart of death were really shaken when he said this, although it was everyone's expectation to die in a vigorous battle, but when the cultivators of the same level really died in front of them, they found that their determination was not very firm.

"Seeking benevolence and benevolence, the swordsman would rather bend than bend, we surrendered, the backbone of the feather vein was broken, and the spirit of the feather was secretly born, and the feathering plane will only disappear from history, we are already sorry for the ancestors and ancestors, but we don't want the descendants to point to our portrait and say, 'Look, this is our ancestor, not only the plane has been buried but also the inheritance!'" Lan Yue raised the long sword in his hand with unprecedented firmness, and he held the heart of death in this battle.

"Don't talk nonsense, come on!" The hottest Red Feather Palace Sect Master among the Seven Great Sect Masters shouted angrily, and the battle began again.

"Under the fourfold Tongtian cultivators, condense the heart of the world and accumulate the power of the world, under the sevenfold use the power of the world to project their own small world and exchange the laws of the outside world for their own laws, such as the field, and the ultimate of Tongtian is to turn this projection into reality, Bi Lao's release can even freeze time, circle his own world between heaven and earth, the heart of the world is the fundamental foundation for step by step, I don't have the heart of the world but I have the will to dominate the inner universe, and the means to project the laws of the inner universe are not a realm that I must experience, and even if I enter Tongtian according to the rules of this heaven and earth, it will become a constraint"Wu Huan has fought through the Tongtian Realm, many cultivators have even passed the intermediate level Tongtian, and the entire Tongtian Realm cultivation journey is completely unfolded in front of him, a kind of I don't know whether it is enlightenment or a flash of inspiration, he can't cross the Tongtian Realm, even if he crosses the Tongtian Realm, he will be so strong that he can't estimate it, but a voice faintly told him that he can't enter the Tongtian Realm.

The battle is still going on, and there are more Tongtian in the Canglan Plane than in the Feather Plane, and now Wuhuan has solved two more, and the current situation is that there is no Tongtian Realm to fight Wuhuan again, so at this time, Wuhuan is the quietest area in the entire battlefield.

"Hey, why are you still here?" Seeing Xuantian Boxing boringly wiping his saber on the side, well, that knife is still one of the six Divine Court artifacts auctioned by Wu Huan, it is obvious that this knife has been re-refined, and even the sword soul has been formed.

"Where else can I go if I'm not here!" Xuan Tian broke a disdainful look, his opponent was pointed to death by you, and his fierce arm exploded the stronger Tongtian Quadruple, where is there an opponent for me now.

"You're good, you've entered Tongtian!" said Wuhuan in the middle of the battlefield, embarrassed to be a spectator, and Xuan Tianpo said without words.

"Are you sarcastic about me!" Xuan Tianpo looked at Wuhuan and his eyes were shining.

"Eh, your ancestor is so powerful!" Okay, Wu Huan's ability to change the topic is really poor, but I have to say that Xuantian Fang with one sword and one sword is not much more lazy than Ge Shu who presses two swords with one fist, so that Wu Huan needs to look up to now.

The shock of Wu Huan's two consecutive deaths was even more serious than Lan Yue expected, and it was not so easy to make up for the breath that was dispersed, and the indomitable momentum of the cultivators of the feathering plane was difficult to stop the cultivators of the Canglan plane who were several times the number of them, and self-explosion became the final and most effective means of killing the enemy, but unfortunately, in the case of the Canglan plane's early precautions, a trace of hesitation made the cultivator's final self-exposure did not cause the expected effect, even the cultivators of the Canglan plane also fell a lot.

It is very difficult to kill the cultivators of the Tongtian Realm, at least no one can kill two as soon as they are like Wu Huan, and if the body is broken, it will take tens of thousands of years to reshape the body in the small world, as long as the soul is still in the small world, it is difficult to die completely in the Tongtian Realm.

In the case of the superiority in numbers, the cultivators of the Feather Plane Tongtian Realm were blasted one after another, and among them, there were many truly strong people who blew themselves up and martyred themselves in the sect like Du E, and among them, the most Tongtian of the Easy Sword Sect was the most.

"The people of the sect are so strong and arrogant, why is the sect still weakening?" Wu Huan didn't understand this, judging from the people of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect he had come into contact with, the arrogance and strength of the swordsman were vividly embodied, and his own inheritance was not bad, and the qualifications of the sect members were also very small, and the domineering of the loose cultivation was not a reason, and there were more sects than their domineering, and I didn't see anyone weakened.

"How do you feel about this piece of heaven and earth and our Canglan Plane?" asked Xuan Tianpo.

"That twilight?" Wu Huan said uncertainly.

"The feather plane has been brilliant for tens of millions of years from the mythical period to the present, and there are countless legends of the heavenly demons, but the growth of the cultivator not only requires the vitality of heaven and earth, countless resources, but also closely related to the plane of his growth, the soul is bred by the plane and consumes the spiritual rhyme of the plane, and the spiritual rhyme of the feather plane has consumed too much of the plane, as if the prime of life has entered the twilight of life, if there can be a great power here that ascends to the sky, it can also feed back to the plane to supplement its spiritual rhyme, but unfortunately the feather plane erupted too early, the Sword Ancestor, the Seven Veins Ancestor, the entire eight masters broke out in less than a million years to the extreme, and then the entire feather plane has been tens of millions of years without anyone ascending to the sky, and the last master of the Wind Spirit Plane to ascend to the sky was six million years ago!" Xuan Tianpo explained.

"This plane can't carry so many Heavenly Realms, and it's difficult to breed demons with unparalleled talents!" Wu Huan understood, it's not that the sect doesn't work hard, it's not that the sect is degenerate, it's that this world can't hold on.

"Inhuman crimes, they are worthy of the ancestors of the past generations!" Xuan Tianpo sighed as he looked at the Feather Plane cultivator who was still fighting.

Born in Si, grew up in Si, died in Si, the feathering plane entered the twilight years beyond Tongtian can be changed, originally several ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect Shouyuan can still last for thousands of years, but thousands of years for the Tongtian Realm is tantamount to lingering, the chance of one in ten million is to be promoted to the master, but unfortunately they are too old Qi and blood Shouyuan has long dried up, even if the essence of the other people's lives is gathered in one person, it is useless, from Xuantian Po here Wuhuan learned the reason why several ancestors of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect fell together, and now what the Xiaoyao Sword Sect can do is not to surrender but to nourish this world with itself as nourishment。

"I'll go first!" Finally, when all the battlefields had subsided, and after the battle had subsided, the longsword in the hand of the blue-robed Blue Feather Cliff Sect Master in the highest-level battlefield broke through the air, and an endless but year-round illusory world of wind and snow appeared in the sky, and the small world did not explode by itself, but turned into wind, sand and dust and disappeared with the wind.

"I'll go first!" In no particular order, the five sect masters of the Red Feather Palace, the Orange Feather Pavilion, the Yellow Feather Tower, the Green Feather Pavilion, and the Green Feather Valley dissipated in front of everyone like the Blue Feather Sect Master after throwing the long sword in their hands, and Wu Huan could clearly "see" that a trace of mist was evaporating on the earth, and the twilight that permeated the world dissipated a lot.

"Senior brothers, wait a minute, Brother Fool will come later!" There was only one moon left in the Feather Plane on the entire battlefield, and the Canglan Plane powerhouses led by Ge Shu Lazy and Remnant looked at him quietly, the battle had already ended, there were so many in the Heavenly Realm, and the six great sect masters who had disappeared and even Li Qingyi and the others who came to watch the battle were all old friends.

I saw Lan Yue raise the long sword in his hand and slowly caress it, with indescribable sadness, raised his head and looked into the distance and said, "You are Wuhuan!"

Lanyue spoke to Wu Huan, and for a while, her eyes suddenly focused on Wu Huan.

"It's the junior!" said Wuhuan with a stiff bow.

"I can't imagine that the little cultivator back then has grown to such a point now, he's okay!" Lan Yue sighed.

"The predecessor has a good reputation, the kid hasn't seen him for a long time, presumably he will live a very nourishing life!" Wu Huan knew who Lan Yue was talking about, although Chang Ping Wu was from Qingyu Valley, he had always been noticed by Lan Yue and other sect masters.

"It's good to be alive, although you shouldn't, but you even killed my sect two great Tongtian, how can I, the sect master, have to say something, otherwise it will be difficult to explain if I go down!"

Lanyue's words turned too fast, and the sword was too fast, so fast that Ge Shu was lazy and the others were stunned for a moment, thousands of swords were like thunder and lightning and turned into a net of heaven and earth to face Wu Huan, and the sword condensed the realm of Lanyue, condensed his super Tongtian realm close to the realm of demigods, and the terrifying artistic conception of completely cutting off the world under the sword, Xuantian Po, who was obviously in front of him, felt that he was separated from Wuhuan by a world, and was generally not in the same dimension at all.

"Lanyue, what are you doing!" Ge Shu snorted lazily, but the blade in Xuantian Po's hand was now directly slashed towards Lanyue, and Wei Wei was much happier than directly rescuing Zhao.

"Damn, I'm going to provoke someone!" Wuhuan was depressed, he knew that he wouldn't talk nonsense with Lanyue, the old monster.

Wuhuan has been guessing what the demigod-level attack will be like, whether he can find a flaw in Shengzhi, it turns out that Wuhuan really thinks too much, not to mention that he wins, Wuhuan is difficult to find even a flaw, and in an instant, Wuhuan doesn't have the ability to capture the fighter.

"This is a sword intent I gave him, please convey it to Xiaoyou!" At this time, a voice appeared in Wu Huan's ears, followed by the thunder sword that was as overwhelming as a thunder cloud......

"Holy!"