Wind, thunder, agility and meandering, this is Xuanyuan Fei's sword, the Trinity of Thunder Spirit Nine Styles.

The sky is shocked, the earth is moving, the stars are appearing during the day, this is Mei Xue's sword, if it doesn't come out, it is enough, and the sword of the stars will change the color of the sky and the earth as soon as it comes out.

The swords on both sides were so fast that they couldn't be caught with the naked eye, and the thunder and lightning sword light that swept through everything looked like countless rays of light were swimming.

A series of crisp sword sounds rang out one after another, and in just one breath, the two sides fought a thousand times, each time in a different place, and each sword seemed to have just been swung out, and it was already connected to the next sword.

Fast, faster, unreasonable, not in line with the rules, both sides showed an unbelievable sword style.

In comparison, Xuanyuan Fei's Thunder Spirit Nine Style is more agile and active, while Mei Xue is stepping on the steps of the stars and crushing her opponent with the purest speed.

If you spread out the trajectory of the two sides holding the sword, Xuanyuan Fei's sword marks are like mysterious and changeable art pictures, delicate and strange, and no one can understand where his next sword will be.

On the contrary, each of Mei Xue's swords can be connected in the most standard way, like a huge net, full of the power of order.

Only Xuanyuan Fei, who was in the game, could feel the terrifying thing about this sword net.

In terms of changes, this sword net was far less flexible than him, and he could cancel the Thunder Spirit Nine Styles at any time.

However, it was such a large net that slowly opened, but it was compressing his movement space little by little, no matter how many changes in his Thunder Spirit Nine Style, this net was ignored, and it was just spreading automatically with a sense of beauty full of order.

In the place covered by this sword net, there is a certain realm that is being generated, and it is the power of the starlight that falls from the sky, and the sword of Meixue Xingchen is the embodiment of the power of the sword to transform the star.

After breaking through to the Divine Consciousness Level, Mei Xue had a deeper understanding of the original Seven-Star Big Dipper Sword, although the shaking light was still his favorite, but the rest of the Six Stars of the Big Dipper and the starlight of the one hundred and eight stars received from the water mirror also fell into Mei Xue's hands.

Now, Mei Xue has used the real Sword of Stars, based on the Seven Star Beidou Sword, adding the supreme swordsmanship deduced from his own understanding.

In the brand-new Sword of Stars, there are Beidou, Sixiang, and Sun, this is Mei Xue's Zhou Tian Xingchen Sword, which belongs to his supreme sword.

What forced Xuanyuan Fei into a desperate situation step by step was the prototype of the realm formed by the staggered fusion of these stars.

In the Starlight World, Mei Xue is like a fish in water, and his enemies will fall into a place of no return.

Although this is only a prototype, this is a sword art that will encompass the light of the endless stars of the past, present, and future.

Mei Xue didn't know when he would be able to truly complete this swordsmanship of his own, but now he could use the power of the four elephants, Beidou, and Jinwu to complete a new killing move.

Among them, the Golden Crow Beidou Sword is now temporarily sealed because it needs the support of the Great Sun Golden Crow bloodline, but the rest of the sword styles do not have this restriction.

Now blocking Xuanyuan Fei's movement trajectory step by step, the sword light that makes Lei Ling's nine styles almost collapse is the endless sword net that Mei Xue has cast with the talent of one thought and three thousand.

"What a terrible talent, terrible swordsmanship." Xuanyuan Fei felt awe, it was an intuition of the Star Swordsmanship, one of the ultimate kendos in the underworld.

Even if Mei Xue had only completed a very small part of it, it had already made the peerless geniuses from the Xuanyuan family tremble from the bottom of their hearts.

Such swordsmanship, such a peerless sword cultivation genius, such a battlefield, is exactly the ending he longs for.

It wasn't that at that time, he was besieged by a group of despicable villains, and this was the end of what he wanted.

Perhaps, this can be regarded as a kind of romance.

The real sword cultivator deserves to die on such a battlefield, just like the era when a hundred schools of thought in the sword path contended, those sword monarchs and sword emperors who challenged the supreme heavenly sword burst out with the most brilliant brilliance at the most brilliant moment of their lives.

This is the end of his life, and there is no need to linger any longer!

"Little Lei, do you remember? The days we used to be together. ”

"At that time, we were really happy."

The space that can move is compressed little by little, and the moment when the incomparably agile Thunder Spirit Nine Style is about to be completely cracked by Mei Xue, Xuanyuan Fei showed a nostalgic expression, and gently pressed his left hand on the pale golden dragon horn on his forehead.

"Huh?" Lei Jiao, who fused with Xuanyuan Fei, felt a sad aura in the dark, and let out a pitiful chirp.

It sensed something, something it didn't want to accept anyway, didn't want to face.

In fact, it was too obvious, too simple, and from the beginning to the present, it did not smell even the slightest "vitality" in its past partner.

As long as it is a living being, it is impossible to be without vitality and lose all vitality.

Its companion, and even its body were only a hazy silhouette, and it was all filled with sword qi, how could this be a living human.

There is only one answer, the person who once made a contract with it, separated from it, and finally made it wait for a thousand years, is long gone.

What remains here is just the memory left by that person, an afterimage of the past, a trace of the soul that barely survives.

"Now, I think it was the best day."

"It's a pity that I couldn't go to the end with you, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Xuanyuan Fei's pupils showed a trace of pain, he was not afraid of death, the way of sword cultivation was to move forward bravely and face his heart.

The only thing he feels guilty about is that he owes himself Xiao Lei, who made a promise to be together, but he broke the appointment.

"Now, it's time to say goodbye, little Lei."

"Life is a grand practice, and my path has come to an end."

"Xiao Lei, let's use it, the final sword form that belongs to the two of us."

"This is really, the last sword."

No longer moving, Xuanyuan Fei stood in place.

"You are very strong, stronger than I imagined, you are qualified to stand at the top of the Heavenly Sword Dao."

"Mei Xue, this is the last sword, look at it."

Xuanyuan Fei smiled, the thunder Jiao on his body let out a crying sound, and a dragon pattern appeared on the Lei Yuan Immortal Sword.

That's right, it's a real dragon pattern, not a dragon, but a real dragon inscription.

"Lei Ling, Tenth Style, Turning Dragon!" Xuanyuan Fei's figure began to dissipate little by little, and at the same time, the thunder Jiao attached to him sang loudly.

It was the song of farewell, that was Lei Jiao's cry to the partner who had accompanied him for the most important period of his life, opened his wisdom, and had agreed to move forward side by side.

At this moment, it seemed that some door had been opened, and Lei Jiao, with an earth-shattering sword aura, blasted through the sword net arranged by Mei Xue, killing violently.

Mei Xue swung out her Nine Shadows God Thunder Sword, and several sword lights shot up into the sky, blasting away this sword qi with the strongest means.

However, something unexpected happened, the Thunder Jiao sword qi that was shattered by Mei Xue did not disappear, but turned into ten, hundred, and thousand sword qi entangled Mei Xue and launched countless attacks!

"How?" Mei Xue, who was caught off guard, was forced to use a means other than the way of the sword, and ten shots of the strongest immortal technique "Dust Storm" exploded in a snap of her fingers.

Everything in the world is dust, and the terrifying immortal technique attached to the Immortal Heaven Gate once again showed its destructive power that was so domineering that it was unreasonable, and it forcibly annihilated more than ninety percent of the sword qi around it.

The remaining one-tenth of the sword qi returned to the appearance of Lei Jiao again, looking at Mei Xue with an extremely unkind look.

"Ding!" With a bang, the Lei Yuan Immortal Sword, which had lost its master, fell on the sword platform, and it was alone, looking extremely sad.

Xuanyuan Fei's breath had completely disappeared from this sword platform.

A distinct scar appeared on Mei Xue's cheek, which was the result of the sword qi contained in Xuanyuan Fei's last sword just now.

I don't know why, this sword mark seems to contain some kind of special will, which will not dissipate for a long time.

"One day to cultivate the sword, no regrets for the rest of your life."

"Mei Xue, congratulations, you passed the first area."

There were no last words, Xuanyuan Fei, who had cast the last sword, was no longer there, and this voice was just a notice he had left in advance.

For the rest, only the cross-border Lei Jiao stared at Mei Xue with a blood-red look that could almost be said to be extremely hateful.

For the simple-minded man, the human in front of him is clearly the enemy who killed his partner!

Without him, his partner might have been able to stay in this world for a while, even in such a mutilated posture, and it would want to stay with him.

Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!

I'm afraid that Xuanyuan Fei, who summoned his partner, couldn't imagine what terrible consequences would happen if he left his partner alone.

"Whew!" Under Mei Xue's somewhat uncertain gaze, Lei Jiao, who was greatly injured, made a decision, a decision that made Xuanyuan Fei know that it might be heartbroken.

It, sacrificing its own life!

It doesn't want to live in a world without Xuanyuan Fei, its partner!

Without "him", the world can live alone, even if it can live for 100,000 years, what is the meaning of millions of years.

Even if it tramples on the laws of this world, even if it gives up its own life, it has to avenge its partner and its lover!

Lei Jiao, who had lost his mind, had fallen into a demon, and if Xuanyuan Fei knew about this ending, he would probably not summon his partner in the final battle anyway.

He loved it with all his heart, and even paid the price of his own life for its advanced treasures, and it was always waiting for him.

For thousands of years, it has never forgotten that it is not alone, and that it will fight side by side with that person.

It is with this belief that it can endure loneliness, constantly temper itself for thousands of years, and has been waiting for Xuanyuan Fei's call.

The disappearance of Xuanyuan Fei was almost a devastating blow to the most affectionate and sexual, and its world collapsed.

So, it made a decision, a decision that Xuanyuan Fei definitely didn't want to see.

The golden thunder light began to disintegrate, and the Lei Yuan Immortal Sword left by Xuanyuan Fei also began to disintegrate, and Lei Jiao sacrificed his life and made a wish to summon terrifying things that should not appear in the seas and mountains.

If Lei Jiao is the king of many thunder spirits and the seed that has the hope of becoming the "emperor", then at this moment it sacrifices its life to summon a legendary fantasy, a creature close to the level of gods.

Boom Boom! In the continuous explosion, lightning rushed on the sword platform, and dark clouds rolled, rolling up a huge vortex, as if a giant eye was slowly opening.

"What is this! Isn't the battle over? Mei Xue smelled a hint of ominousness, as if something bad was happening.

A golden thunderball was born in the storm-like eyes, and suddenly there was a deafening loud bang, the dark clouds in the sky were completely swallowed, and hundreds of millions of strong electric lights exploded in one breath, and from the electric ball, a strange creature was born.

At first glance, it looks like a transparent serpent with a golden glow. But unlike snakes, it has a pair of large, transparent white wings on its back. Its head is gracefully triangular, and countless electric lights shine around it. Its tail hangs down to the earth, as if its body is a bridge between heaven and earth.

From its body, it exudes a sense of beauty where heaven and earth, light and electricity meet.

Born from heaven and earth, a creature that manipulates thunder and lightning and rainstorms, a legendary fantasy species that is extremely rare, and is regarded as the embodiment of "gods", the supreme existence in Thunder and Lightning Ze, has appeared in front of Mei Xue.

It is thunder, it is clouds, it is fog, it is a miracle that will be born in countless worlds, it is life and light, it is also horror and death!

It is the heavenly punishment that Lei Jiao is looking forward to, the Feathered Serpent, the dream species above all thunder spirits.

Unlike ordinary monsters, the Feathered Serpent, bathed in thunder and lightning and swimming between heaven and earth, exudes a natural and sacred power.

That feeling, like lightning streaking across the sky in a storm, represents the power of the laws of nature between heaven and earth.

"Ahh The Feathered Serpent, which had just been hatched by the power of thunder and lightning and obtained its own body, spread its wings and let out a high roar like a song, and the sound resounded through the sky, not only did not have the ugly feeling of ordinary monsters roaring, but also carried a special rhythm like a divine roar.

This is the Feathered Serpental, the ultimate life born from the power of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth.

In just a few breaths, its body had become more slender and beautiful, and the pair of beautiful silver-white wings almost had a tendency to cover the sword platform.

"This ...... Foul! ”

Mei Xue was stunned and looked at the magical life that suddenly appeared.

This is definitely not the Divine Will Level, nor the Heavenly Domain Level, but the dream life far above it, the fantasy seed of fantasy!