"That's right! It's a realm! In the annual competition, Senior Brother Wen and Senior Brother Lu's aura is very similar!" another Sword Sect disciple shouted, his eyes showing a hint of shock.

This is the realm! It's still the most difficult sword realm to cultivate!

This should have been a battlefield of Tianjiao, but today, they were lucky enough to step into it.

The Spirit Peak was gone, and a desolate plain reappeared, and the land on the plain was the color of rust—the color left behind after the blood dried up.

"Killing Sword Domain!" A disciple of the Sword Sect was shocked, "It's actually the Killing Sword Domain!" This is a realm that can only be released by cultivators who cultivate both the Dao of the Sword and the Dao of Killing, and it requires the cultivator to deduce the Dao of Killing and the Dao of the Sword to the peak at the same time!"

"Hey, this guy is a bad star!"

A disciple stretched out his hand and pointed to the blood-colored plain in the distance, where blood was rampant, and countless broken and cracked swords were either inserted upside down or diagonally on the ground, like sword mounds.

And in the sword mound, there stood two lonely figures, one as majestic as a mountain peak, and the other as sharp as a sword.

The qi in Su Xiao's body flowed, and between one breath and one inhalation, it echoed with the millions of sword intents in this sword mound.

However, after a few breaths, a broken sword and a broken sword with a slanted handle inserted into the blood-colored plain made a "shirring" sound, as if it was about to rise from the ground.

The swords on the Scarlet Plains all seemed to come from the same hand, and they were not surprisingly shaped, and most of them were rusty and stained with blood.

It can't be associated with those famous swords.

But the center of this sword mound with surging sword intent is like another world—the world of swords!

The place where he stood with this group of Sword Sect disciples was like two worlds.

The sound of the sound of those broken and broken swords became more and more intense, and it became more and more high-pitched.

Finally, a sword began to be drawn.

The sword intent is strong, like a splashed ink landscape painting. I only heard the sound of swords that pierced through the heavens and the earth, and countless surging sword intents struck overwhelmingly.

The mountain spirit was shocked, and hurriedly mobilized the surrounding golden storm for defense to resist these sword intents.

"Boom!"

Although the mountain spirit was able to block this attack, his body was inevitably shocked and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Slash!"

There was another loud shout, and the sword intent completely tore through the golden storm, like an ocean pouring down, and like sea water pouring down, smashing heavily on the head and body of the mountain spirit.

These sword intents are like never resting until they tear the mountain spirit into powder.

The power contained in the sword intent was extremely violent, revealing a deep killing, even if they were hundreds of zhang apart, all the disciples of the Sword Sect could feel the power of exclamation.

The golden storm vanished, replaced by a layer of scarlet storm.

In the scarlet storm, the sword intent was surging and fierce, and gusts of wind began to rise in the entire sword mound, so that everyone had to stretch out their hands to block it.

The strength of this wind was extremely strong, and with the sword intent, the defense of the mountain spirit was directly pierced, and the spirit body was also penetrated, and he was seriously injured.

The sword intent that came this time was obviously much stronger than Fang Cai!

Before the mountain spirit could recover a little, those retreating sword intents were condensed again with the power of Gangfeng, and they attacked again.

The mountain spirit finally felt fearful, but such a thought arose, and the sword intent was killed in front of him.

The mountain spirit had to defend again, but under the guard, the mountain spirit was suddenly knocked down, and the spirit body was torn apart, letting out a terrible scream, which instantly turned into nothing.

"Mountain...... The mountain spirit was cut off?" The Sword Sect disciple couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"Like...... That's ......"

"The mountain spirit is gone, so what about the inheritance in the future?"

"Don't be afraid, the sect will cultivate new mountain spirits to replace the slashed mountain spirits. ”

Everyone was still a little unacceptable that the mountain spirit was easily cut off like this?

"See, that's my brother!That's my brother!" the scalper clapped his chest and shouted, "Whoever dares to bully Lao Tzu in the future will destroy you all!"

All the disciples of the Sword Sect ignored the scalper and threw him a big white eye.

Then everyone noticed that the Killing Sword Domain was gradually receding, the red plain disappeared again, and the cyan grass appeared in front of everyone again.

The towering Lingfeng also reappeared in everyone's eyes.

And Su Xiao was holding an urn in his hand, and his expression was extremely solemn. Dig a deep square pit and place the urn in the pit with great respect.

"Senpai, I'll take you home. Rest assured, they're all doing well. ”

The urn was buried on the top of the mountain, and Su Xiao erected a grave for him. In the future, all the disciples of the Sword Sect who came to compete for the inheritance had to bow to this tomb first.

"Shhh The mountain spirit disagreed, so he beheaded the mountain spirit, it was too fucking domineering!"

Su Xiao raised his head and looked higher.

He was at the top of the Spirit Peak at this time, but this Spirit Peak was not the highest peak of the Sword Sect. Just between the sea of clouds, a more majestic mountain peak was hidden deeper within the inner mountain gate of the Sword Sect.

Su Xiao looked up at the peak, and the people on the peak were also looking at him.

"Su Xiao. ”

The young man on the mountain peak opened his mouth with a solemn expression, holding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other. The two weapons that were incompatible, and even some of which were contrary to each other, actually seemed so harmonious in his hands.

The sword is like a dragon, and the sword is like a tiger.

"Boyi. ”

Su Xiao also spoke, his eyes indifferent.

The young man with the sword in his hand was the nine-step perfection of the human race, and he was the enemy of Su Xiao's fate. The two rivals finally faced each other at this moment.

"I thought you had escaped. Su Xiao said.

He had fought with Bo Yi before, but that was before the two of them became Heavenly Tribulation Realm cultivators. At that time, Boyi was already very powerful, and in order to pursue the realm of perfection, he was willing to cultivate at his own expense and start anew.

It can be said that this person is a fierce rival of Su Xiao.

The two of them stood on top of the two spirit peaks, looking at each other from a distance, as if two young dragons had opened their claws to each other. But the minions of these two young dragons were already extremely sharp, even sharper than the adult dragons.

"Bo Yi!" the scalper also shouted, Bo Yi's name may not be loud among ordinary Sword Sect disciples, but he knows it. Because the mountain where Bo Yi is located is one of the few forbidden places in the Sword Sect.

The guardian beast of the Sword Sect, Huang Long, had repeatedly issued orders and solemnly warned him not to approach the forbidden place of the Sword Sect, because it was the sleeping place of the Sword Sect's ancestors. But there was one exception, and that was Bo Yi, because he was the first perfect monk to appear in the history of the human race, and was recognized by the sleeping sages to give him a legacy.

Since then, Bo Yi has been cultivating in the place of sleep and never going out.

The scalper once heard the guardian beast say that Boyi's cultivation has reached the level of penetrating the heavens and the earth, and he can cut the rivers when he strikes the sword, and the sun and the moon can fall when the sword falls!

"See you again. Bo Yi stood on the top of the spiritual peak in the sleeping place, looking at Su Xiao from afar, his voice was like a bell, penetrating through the layers of clouds, and falling in front of Su Xiao.

There are three forbidden places in the Sword Sect, one is the sleeping place where Bo Yi is located, the other is the sleeping place of ten thousand swords known as the sword mound, and the last place is called the Heavenly Jedi.

The first two forbidden places are related to the sword, but the third place has nothing to do with the sword.

Peerless Jedi, up to the sky, down to the ground, that is a fantasy space. So far, no one has been able to make it out of it alive.

"yes, meet again. Su Xiao said, like a meeting between two old friends after many years.

Both of them were waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Obviously, Su Xiao had only killed the perfect monk of the demon clan not long ago, and this moment was the peak moment of invincibility. Bo Yi didn't want to, and didn't want to fight him at this time.

Because of the decisive battle between them, there is only life and death, and there is no victory or defeat.

So if it's a battle, it's a must!

"You don't dare to fight. Su Xiao said, he saw the hesitation in Boyi's eyes, so he opened his mouth and said excitedly.

The battle between them is not something that one of them can initiate, and the fighting intent of the two must reach its peak at the same time, triggering the Heavenly Dao and opening up an extraterritorial battlefield.

Forced duels can only lead to real-world catastrophe!

Bo Yi color is horizontal, he has defeated Su Xiao once, but he has always been reluctant to admit it, but that defeat still planted a seed of instability in his heart.

He has a flawed heart, and he only has a clear heart.

Only by killing Su Xiao can he regain his flawless Dao heart.

"Fight!"

A breath rubbed on Boyi's body, and that breath was like a dragon. He is the head of the dragon, and the spiritual peak under his feet is the body of the dragon.

The word "war" turned into a magical and terrifying force, penetrating the clouds and blasting towards the mountain where Su Xiao was.

"If you dare to fight, you won't hide there. Su Xiao's voice was indifferent, he saw Bo Yi's timidity, but the other party didn't want to admit it.

I saw Su Xiao draw his sword, the sharp sword made a graceful arc in the air, and the momentum that Bo Yi said burst out was cut in half in front of this sword, and finally fell towards the two halves of the mountain, smashing out two huge pits at the foot of the mountain.

Those Sword Sect disciples were all stunned, thinking to themselves, who is this person, is he also a disciple of our Sword Sect? So powerful, but why has he never seen it before? Could it be the closed disciple of an elder?

The expression on Boyi's face changed slightly, but it quickly returned to normal.

"You're provoking me. I won't be fooled. Bo Yi spoke, and at the same time turned around, actually about to leave.

And at this moment, the disciples of the Sword Sect were even more shocked, such a Tianjiao was actually afraid of this person, who was he, how could he be so powerful?

Kill the mountain spirit, defeat the sky.

Who is this person?

This has become a big question that has been haunting everyone's minds, and if they can't figure it out, they won't be able to sleep at night.

"It must be a loose cultivator, I haven't seen him in the sect before. It may be with some special means that he can temporarily become powerful. ”

"Yes, yes, I remember the cow calling him brother. Whoever can be called a brother and sister to a cow must not be a good person. ”

"I see that he is dressed in tatters, maybe he is just a commoner, how can he be compared to the children of our big families. Let's all disperse. ”

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