As soon as the words fell, Chiyang Sword Immortal's hand suddenly brightened, and then a thick hot sword shot out straight out. Although this sword was not as wide as the previous 'Radiant Beings', its strength was several times stronger. Everywhere the sword flashed, it burned the stubborn stones on the top of the mountain to crack inch by inch.

But the strange thing is that Lao Jiu didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and he didn't even raise his sword to block, just stood there in a daze, letting himself be hit by the sword.

One, two, three...... The Chiyang Sword Immortal shot out nine sword rays in a row, all of which hit Lao Jiu with precision. But the latter didn't take a step back, just shook his body, and then stood firm again.

"It's... What kind of exercise is this?" This time, even the Chiyang Sword Immortal exclaimed, with his strength of the Heavenly Rank, looking at the world, he was also ranked in the top ten. He was confident that except for the Xuanyun Tianzun of Xuanyun Mountain and the Pushan Zen Master of the Reclining Temple, who stood at the apex of cultivators, he had the power to fight against anyone.

But this earth-level grandmaster in front of him can actually eat his own killing moves now, you know, even if this sword is the same heaven-level sword immortal, it may not be able to be hard-connected.

This situation can only be attributed to Lao Jiu's practice of a certain special technique, Chiyang Sword Immortal stabilized his mind, he believes that even if there is really any mysterious technique in the world that can make the earth-level grandmaster forcibly connect his sword, there must be some kind of harsh restriction. Now Lao Jiu seems to be unharmed, but maybe he is actually strong on the outside and strong in the middle, and he is already injured on the inside, and he is unbearable to fight.

In order not to give Lao Jiu a chance to breathe, the Chiyang Sword Immortal swung out several sword rays, the so-called one force to ten meetings. He was ready to rely on the huge gap in the cultivation of the two to forcibly use fierce moves to kill Lao Jiu.

Looking at Shizun's increasingly anxious and hideous face, the little donkey's expression gradually became solemn, although there was only a trace of it, but he had already felt some kind of fear from Shizun's sword intent. This was extremely unusual for a Heaven Rank cultivator Sword Immortal.

It's just that the little donkey can't figure out whether that fear comes from Lao Jiu or some other reason.

With the sound of a series of sword explosions sounding, half of the mountain top had already been shattered by the crazy attack of the Chiyang Sword Immortal. But Lao Jiu's figure is still standing there quietly. It was as if what hit him was not the sword of some peerless sword immortal, but some insignificant dust. So far, Lao Jiu's biggest damage is a few helpless coughs in the dust.

When the dust cleared, Lao Jiu patted his pants casually, seeing that the Chiyang Sword Immortal had no intention of continuing to attack him. Simply raised his hand, only to see a wine gourd from the ruins not far away from the ruins broke out of the ground, accurately fell back into his hand, a slight shake, from the sound of the wine turning, listening to the familiar sound, Lao Jiu smiled, raised his head violently, and poured a few sips.

"A white worry and then forget the sorrow, three bowls of the same number of days, floating dog rotten Ke mud, only this mash is never bullied!"

After drinking, Lao Jiu's mood was obviously much better, he wiped his mouth fiercely, and said to Chiyang Sword Immortal: "I have three swords."

, since 'Breaking the Formation' and 'Slaying the Dragon' have failed to achieve success, and there is the last move 'Destroying the Common People', do you dare to try?"

Hearing this, Chiyang Sword Immortal's eyelids trembled, this old man had given him a strange feeling since the first time he fought, obviously he was only a ground-level grandmaster, but his sword intent was able to compete with him.

In the previous battle, he had already won the battle, but since the appearance of the blood-red blade, this old drunkard was like a different person, and his breath became deep and terrifying, and he could not understand the truth and reality.

But he is one of the world's unscrupulous swords, there is no reason to retreat from the battle at this time, plus he is a master of the heavenly level, and his cultivation is really there, not half a point of falsehood, even if this old man really has some mysterious means, he can also crush it by virtue of the gap in cultivation.

Thinking of this, Chiyang Sword Immortal raised his voice and replied, "Old man, take out the sword! I want to see, where is the mystery of your extraordinary means?"

Lao Jiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, stretched out a finger at the Chiyang Sword Immortal, pointed to the sky, and then made no move.

At first, he thought that Lao Jiu was playing tricks, but Chiyang Sword Immortal didn't pay attention to it, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see any movement from Lao Jiu, so he followed the direction of Lao Jiu's finger and looked up.

At first, he didn't see anything wrong, and was wondering, but suddenly he saw a bright moon hanging over his head. And his pupils also tightened as the moon became more and more real!

He and Lao Jiu have been fighting since the sun sets, and it has been a short time, and now the bright moon has hung in the sky, and it stands to reason that the sky should also enter the evening, but why is the entire Chiyang Mountain still as bright as day, and there is no feeling of night at all.

"Chiyang Sword Immortal, my last sword has already been out. ”

As the voice of the old man's ethereal body sounded, his figure suddenly disappeared from the place, as if he was integrated into this side of the world.

After seeing the surroundings clearly, the Chiyang Sword Immortal unconsciously gasped and took two steps back before gritting his teeth and whispering: "Divine Treasure, Sunset Divine Sword!" According to legend, if this sword is used in the hands of someone who has cultivated the 'Heavenly Fire Origin Sutra', it can borrow the Heavenly Fire of the Sun with its own flesh and blood in the afterglow of the setting sun, and its power can burn thousands of troops and horses in an instant. ”

"In the record, when the Emperor of the Apocalypse unified the five states, someone used this divine sword to fight and kill three Heavenly Rank masters in one fell swoop!

The old man in the void rattled a strange laugh, and immediately replied: "Sword Immortal has good eyesight, this is the Sunset Divine Sword." ”

Seeing that the other party generously admitted that he was using the Sunset Divine Sword, the Chiyang Sword Immortal's heart was beating wildly, because this artifact was absolutely capable of killing him!

"But the Sunset Divine Sword and the 'Heavenly Fire Origin Sutra' are both treasures of the Yongzhou Palace's town, how can they appear in your hands!"

No matter how the Chiyang Sword Immortal asked, there was no response on the top of the huge mountain.

The huge ball of light formed by the Sunset Excalibur had surrounded the entire mountain peak at this moment, and the reason why it was as bright as day was only because of the air

It was covered with tiny white balls of light, and these balls of light fluttered slowly, and as they fluttered, the balls of light would scorch all the heaven and earth spiritual energy that they came into contact with. The ball of light will also continue to compress over time, and eventually everything wrapped in it will be compressed into a single point of light, and then collapse and disappear.

Feeling the continuous flow of Qi in his body, the Chiyang Sword Immortal finally became a little flustered, and the golden lightsaber in his hand slashed out one after another, and his cultivation was improved to the extreme, wanting to forcibly rush out of the ball of light. But under the wilight sword, under the use of Lao Jiu, it has the right time, the right place, and the right people. At this time, the Annihilation of the Common Beings was almost perfect, and any attempt by the Chiyang Sword Immortal could only be in vain in the end.

"No, I can't die, I have something to do! If I die, that plan can't be done!" The Chiyang Sword Immortal finally became hysterical after exhausting all means.

As the minutes passed, the little donkey, who was also on the top of the mountain, obviously couldn't resist anymore and had fainted under the scorching heat. Although the Chiyang Sword Immortal couldn't rush out, his cultivation was profound to the end, and he was the best among the fire attribute cultivators, so he didn't have much damage for a while. It's just that the gilded robe on his body can't withstand the high temperature, and he is the first to fall into disrepair.

Seeing that the last item left by the love of his life began to turn into ashes, Chiyang finally panicked, frantically mobilized the energy in his body, and constantly instilled it into the gilded robe, wanting to help it resist the power of heavenly fire. It's a pity that as soon as his qi energy entered the gilded robe, it was like fighting a fire, which made it destroy more quickly.

"No!!" Seeing the last wisp of fly ash drift away from his hand, the Chiyang Sword Immortal cried out in pain. He regretted his arrogance a little, if he had been more careful and not let Lao Jiu borrow the Heavenly Fire of the Sun on time. Then you won't lose so badly.

The so-called "Heaven and Earth", the 'Burning Sun Formula' he cultivated, is to continuously improve his own fire, and finally turn himself into the sun. But his own sun is a pseudo-sun after all, and the Sunset Excalibur borrows the power of the real sun's heavenly fire. This can be described as the ultimate restraint for him.

"Chiyang, I read that you are a sword immortal, and it is not easy to cultivate. As long as you promise me to withdraw your challenge to the barbarians and stop looking at Bai Jin, I will let you go!" The old man's ethereal voice sounded again, and he was now hidden in the power of the Sunset Divine Sword, looking coldly at the gaffe Chiyang on the top of the mountain.

Unable to be willing to die like this, the Chiyang Sword Immortal crawled on the ground, moaning constantly. This scene happened twenty-five years ago, when he was still called Tie Wuchi. On that kneeling, he exchanged his life for exile.

"Beg for mercy again, it's just a verbal promise, it's already night, as long as this time has passed, the old drunkard's sunset sword will definitely not be able to be used, and then it will be good to turn around and kill people. No one will know. ”

"No, if you do that, even the little donkey will look down on me. ”

"It's okay, the little donkey is dying, if you are not at ease, kill him. ”

"No, I can't do that, in the grand scheme of things

After that, I was also going to go with Miss Shang, but if I died at this time, it would be enough. ”

"Don't fool yourself, after the plan is achieved, we will take back everything that belongs to us!

"Yes.... Get down on your knees and beg for mercy. Big husband, you can bend and stretch!"

After a fierce argument in his heart, Chiyang Sword Immortal's heart finally chose to succumb to the shadow of death. The head that had been held high kowtowed to the ground fiercely, shouting: "I promise..."

But before the words fell, the situation on the top of the mountain changed suddenly. The scorching light that had been firmly shrouded in Chiyang Mountain suddenly dissipated, and the bright moonlight blew through with gusts of wind, making the spiritual platform instantly clear for a while.

Lao Jiu's figure did not reappear, and with it disappeared the Sunset Divine Sword, which only had the blade left. The wine gourd was left by the little donkey's side, the lid of the gourd was open, and the cool wine was sprinkled on the mouth of this little innate sword embryo, as if someone had just used it to feed water.

Chiyang Sword Immortal was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses, he didn't know whether Lao Jiu's final retreat was because he was unable to continue at the end of the strong crossbow, or whether he pitied the little donkey and didn't want him to die in vain, or whether he heard his own confession and chose to let himself go.

In short, Lao Jiu won, completely won. And he, defeated, completely defeated.

In this short period of time, he has lost too much, dignity, swordsmanship, heart, and shame. In the twenty-five years since he was banished from the barbarians, everything he had worked hard to build had been lost.

Not only lost to Lao Jiu, but also lost to his own cowardice, just like twenty-five years ago.

Looking at the boundless land below the mountain, the Chiyang Sword Immortal closed his eyes tightly, the last time he lost so completely, he met her. And this time, she was long gone.

(End of chapter)