"Are you in the water in your brain?"

Yi Changqing sneered.

"What do you mean?"

"It's all fought to this point, you suddenly told me about the truce, what is it that your brain is not flooded?" Yi Changqing said in a contemptuous tone.

Armistice?

Are you kidding?!

Yi Changqing dared to guarantee that at this time, if the situation between the two sides was reversed, the Heavenly King and the others would definitely not let go of the Sword Sect.

Now, if you can't fight, you say you want to stop fighting?

How can it be!

"Yi Changqing, don't deceive people too much!"

The Heavenly King roared.

"Lie to you, what!"

Yi Changqing's hand was shocked, and the spirit sword qi gushed out in an instant like a mountain torrent and tsunami, instantly enveloping the Heavenly King, although the other party had a spiritual weapon to protect the body, but it was not enough to see in front of this spiritual power.

There was a click, as if something had shattered.

If the Heavenly King was struck by lightning, his head seemed to explode, and he howled miserably in an instant, and at this time, the Divine Sword had suddenly burst out of the air!

The sharp and unstoppable blade fell on the Heavenly King.

Sila snorted.

A mist of blood erupted.

The Heavenly King of the Ink Spirit Realm was suddenly torn in half.

The spirit god was completely strangled by the sword qi! There is not even a scum left!!

Sonorous bang.

The spear landed, and a generation of heavenly kings ...... Fall!

Not far away, King Xuan looked at the scene in front of him, and had a feeling of suddenly dreaming, the Heavenly King who had locked him up for tens of thousands of years died like this?

That's it, cut by a sword?

"It's, it's always hard to believe. ”

King Xuan muttered.

Killing the Heavenly King with one sword, the remaining Heavenly Wheel King was even less afraid in front of the Spirit God Sword Qi, and was instantly strangled into a blood mist by the Sword Qi.

The power of space has no effect in front of him!

"I surrender!!"

"From now on, I am willing to be at the disposal of the Sword Sect!"

When the war madman saw this, he immediately knelt on the ground.

The Amazing Sword slashed, but stopped an inch in front of his neck, Yi Changqing pondered for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Make a heavenly oath!"

The war maniac did not dare to slack off, and immediately swore an oath.

Then, the rest of the kings in the coalition army also knelt on the ground one by one to declare their submission, Yi Changqing was too strong, too strong for them to disobey.

Now, the Heavenly King, the Ethereal King, the Puppet King, and the Heavenly Wheel King are dead, and if they don't surrender, will they seek their own death?

"Descend, don't kill!"

Yi Changqing's voice instantly spread across the battlefield like thunder.

When the warriors heard this, they knelt down one after another.

For a time, the battlefield was silent.

Except for the Sword Sect, none of the other martial artists were standing.

The scene in front of him announced that the pattern of the Ink Spirit Realm had been completely rewritten, and the onlookers in the distance were even more stunned and shocked.

"Sword Sect, be the Lord of the Ink Spirit!"

"Oh my God, this Yi Changqing really did it. ”

"He, he's going against the sky!"

"In the Ink Spirit Realm, there is only one voice left from now on. ”

"A complete victory, a complete victory! The six major forces besieging the Sword Sect were defeated, and the Sword Sect ...... Big win!!"

"From now on, I'm afraid that no one will be able to disobey the Sword Sect. ”

Yi Changqing glanced at the battlefield, then put away the Amazing Sword, and then looked at the clouds in the distance, where Xuan Jiu was still fighting fiercely.

"It's slow. ”

He muttered, and said to Liu Yijian beside him: "Old Liu, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go and see how Xuan Jiu is." ”

"Good. Liu Yijian bowed slightly.

Sou......

Yi Changqing disappeared in place in an instant.

And in the distance high in the sky.

Nine rounds of scorching sun hung high, and the King of Jiuyang urged his whole body to rhyme, and his spiritual power fought with Xuan Jiu, and as for the Purple Fire King, he had been killed by Xuan Jiu.

"King Jiuyang, you can't escape. ”

The Immortal Emperor Wufeng in Xuan Jiu's hand was dripping with blood, and he said coldly.

"Hmph. ”

King Jiuyang snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.

He turned to look at the battlefield.

Seeing that the Heavenly King had fallen, his pupils couldn't help but shrink, he really couldn't believe that the invincible Heavenly King was actually dead!

That's the king!

For 100,000 years, the invincible king of the world!

That's it, dead!!

Yi Changqing's strength is far beyond his imagination.

He knew that if he didn't run away, he wouldn't have a chance.

He glanced at Xuan Jiu unwillingly, and then urged his spiritual power to the extreme, and the nine rounds of the Great Sun on his head smashed towards Xuan Jiu.

"Nine Suns are born!!"

"Hmph, useless tricks!!"

Xuan Jiu snorted coldly, and the Immortal Emperor Wufeng in his hand suddenly slashed out!

The purple domineering sword qi was mixed with a trace of feminine light, and the sword qi that was both rigid and soft suddenly smashed down one by one from the nine rounds of the Great Sun.

Suddenly, the void collapsed one after another!

And the body of the Nine Yang King was suddenly shrouded in a layer of gray-black light, and his figure was like a lightning bolt that instantly swept into the distance.

Its speed was so fast that even Xuan Jiu couldn't react!

Bang!

At this time, the sky is full of sand and a sea of roaring.

A wall of sand appeared, blocking the way of King Jiuyang.

"Where are you going?"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Not good!!" King Jiuyang's face changed drastically.

This voice is Yi Changqing!!

High in the air.

A figure in a green shirt suddenly appeared.

Yi Changqing looked at the King of Nine Yang playfully, and when he saw the gray-black light on the other party's body, the Nine Heavens Sword Pupil was running, and he found that it was not a secret method or anything like that, and if he looked closely, it was a strange armor.

It's just that this armor is too light, as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Is this your treasure?"

Yi Changqing smiled.

The King of Nine Yang didn't have the slightest intention of communicating with the other party, his body flashed, and he turned into a ray of lightning again, running towards the distance.

It's much faster than using the power of space.

If Yi Changqing guessed correctly.

The armor worn by the opponent is used to increase speed.

Even a martial artist of the level of the Heavenly King is difficult to keep the King of Nine Yangs, which is a good escape treasure, but unfortunately, a burst of cold light burst out in Yi Changqing's eyes, and with a thought, the Spirit God Sword Qi gushed out.

What's the fastest thing in the world?

Is it light? Is it electricity?

Wrong.

It's spirit!

A thought arises, a thought is born, and all things are withered and glorious, all in it!

It's a power that transcends time and even space!

Yi Changqing's heart moved.

The Spirit God Sword Qi had already gushed out, and in an instant, it crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles and landed on the body of the King of Nine Yangs, and suddenly, the gray light on the other party's body disappeared, and he fell from mid-air with his head covered.

Yi Changqing's figure flashed and came to the other party.

The sword pointed at the gaze.

"No!!"

King Jiuyang endured the mental pain and slapped his palm.

Spiritual power flows, like a scorching sun.

But in the face of the boundless sharp, everything is slashed by the sword qi, it is useless, the sword light flashed, and the palm of the scorching sun was easily torn apart!

The broken arm is in the air, and the blood is gushing like a spring!

Then, Yi Changqing's backhand was another sword!

The head was thrown high.

The body of the King of Nine Suns collapsed silently on the ground.

Yi Changqing raised his hand to put away the secret treasure on the other party's body, although it was armor, it was too thin, and it was even the size of a thumb after being crumpled together, but it contained a mysterious power on it.

This power comes from the same source as the Miaoyin Golden Bell that Yi Changqing received before, and if you look closely, this secret treasure also records a Taoist technique, which is not profound, but it is faintly related to the Miaoyin Golden Bell.

Yi Changqing didn't pay too much attention to it.

Now that the King of Nine Suns, the King of Purple Fire, and the King of the Blade are dead, he has time to slowly crack the secrets of these three secret treasures.