The Sword Lord of the Abyss was so strong, but in the end, he was besieged and betrayed and died. Is it really that simple? When Ling Chuxi was sighing in his heart, he was interrupted by the roar of the dark night.

"No, I waited for 10,000 years to wait until today, I want you to die, I want you to never be reborn." The dark night erupted with an unwilling roar, and a sword slashed towards the abyss sword power.

The power of this sword was not in the slightest under Ling Chuxi's abyss sword technique.

A faint green flame also burned all over his body in an instant along his fingers, and even the long sword was fluttering out of the Netherworld Flame, he did not hesitate to burn his own soul, and he wanted to die with the sword power of the abyss.

Seeing such a sword, even the expression of Cangyuan Sword Power became solemn, and the sword style in his hand became more slow, slowly, slowly slashing towards the dark night.

Before the two swords intersected, an invisible air flow slowly rolled towards the surroundings.

The stone walls on both sides of the valley are like being squeezed by an invisible hand, slowly deforming, and spiderweb-like cracks appear on the surface, which may collapse at any time.

Even Ling Chuxi seemed to be in the depths of the seabed, and endless pressure was squeezing towards him from all directions.

"Not good!" Ling Chuxi's heart that had just been put down was once again raised in his throat. She clearly felt that under the dark fire formed by burning the divine soul at any cost in the dark night, the spiritual power of the abyss sword power was rapidly weakening.

Just when Ling Chuxi couldn't help but want to make a move, a roar sounded.

"Stop!" At this moment, a figure descended from the sky, and the long sword in his hand was like a meteorite outside the sky, stabbing out sharply towards the night.

Under a sword, the sun and moon are gone, and the heavens and the earth change color, as if the entire earth will be completely pierced by this sword.

"Ye Wu!" Seeing someone coming, Ling Chuxi almost exclaimed.

This person is the president of the Fengyan Society who once had a one-sided relationship: Ye Wu!

He is helping Cangyuan Jianwei, does he also want to subdue Cangyuan Jianwei?!

"Nightdance!" Stygian Night raised his head and exclaimed in surprise when he saw Ye Wu flying under his body.

"Night Dance, Ye Wu?" Hearing the exclamation of the dark night, Ling Chuxi's mind instantly flashed with inspiration.

It turns out that his real name is Night Dance, and he knows it only by listening to his surname, and he is also a member of the Underworld, no wonder Fengyan is so mysterious, and no wonder his strength is so strong!

The thought in his mind was just a flash, and Ling Chuxi flew out and slashed out towards the dark night.

Right now, it was her best chance, and Ling Chuxi didn't hesitate at all. We must not let the Cangyuan Sword Might be damaged and disappear, nor can we let the Cangyuan Sword Might fall into the hands of others!

The Falling Dust Sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and an earth-shattering sword power surged out, which was the Cangyuan Sword Technique.

By now, of course, Ling Chuxi had no need to hide. This sword contains her strongest strength.

It had already been destroyed to the extreme, and the innate vitality flowed through the sword body, forming a three-zhang long tangible sword qi, shining with a sword light that was even more dazzling than the sun.

In the sword light, there was a light aura like water flowing, which was the spiritual power of the Cangyuan Sword Spirit. Ever since the true name of the Sword Lord of the Abyss had been revealed, the Sword Spirit had been silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and it didn't seem to come back to his senses until this time.

The Falling Dust Sword, which contains the spiritual power of the sword spirit, has increased dramatically.