As soon as these words fell, Xu Han and Meng Liang didn't have any chance to react, and the sword intent that shrouded the battlefield was deliberately dragged into Xu Han and Meng Liang's bodies at that time.

Under the violent sword intent, the figures of the two couldn't help but be shocked, and they fell silent at that time.

They didn't dare to resist this sword intent, because resisting this sword intent meant slashing the will wrapped in this sword intent, and they couldn't remain indifferent, because if the sword intent that poured into their bodies was not refined by them, these sword intents would eventually burst their bodies.

Therefore, for them at this moment, the only choice is to condense this sword intent and cultivate their own sword spirit.

As Wang Yangming said, this is the greatest respect for these sword spirits.

"Inherit his strength, protect his way. ”

......

"It turned out to be this idea. The handsome black-clothed monk fell in front of Wang Yangming at that time, and he looked at Meng Liang and the others who were wrapped in a sword array, and suddenly understood Wang Yangming's plan. He smiled and said, "Lord Sword Immortal's method of breaking and standing up is really unexpected by the poor monk. ”

Then an inexplicable smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he asked, "Do you think Your Excellency will watch the poor monks watch them ascend to the fairyland?"

When Wang Yangming heard this, he finally withdrew the gaze that fell on Xu Han and the others, and then looked at the black-clothed monk and said in a calm tone: "Isn't there still me?"

"You?" the black-clothed monk laughed, "Although Wang Jianxian is very capable, as a sword spirit, he can drive the thirty thousand divine swords in this sword tomb, but the sword spirit is a sword spirit after all, not to mention that Wang Jianxian is still a sword spirit without a sword body." ”

"The spirit without a sword, like duckweed without roots, how to make enemies of poor monks. ”

When the black-clothed monk said this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, as if he was laughing at Wang Yangming's nonsense, and as if he was laughing at the blindness of people in the world.

And at this time, the last sword spirit of the bloody battle finally fell under the claws of the army, and the 36,000 sword spirits of the sword spirit were all destroyed at this time, and the broken sword fell all over the hills, like corpses all over the field.

More than half of the 80,000 troops brought by King Jizo were killed or wounded at this moment, but such a loss was nothing to him, after all, from the moment of sanctification, the fate of these 80,000 so-called Holy Son Holy Soldiers was already doomed.

Thinking of this, the black-clothed monk raised a smile that grew stronger and stronger, the smile of the long-cherished wish when it was about to be fulfilled.

His hand slowly stretched out, and black qi poured out from his palm, and he was about to go to the place where Xu Han and Meng Liang were.

At that moment, a hand suddenly stretched out, stopping the hand of the Jizo King, and at the same time, a sword qi gushed out, erasing all the black qi that the Jizo King had stimulated.

"Huh?" King Jizo frowned and looked sideways at the owner of the old hand.

There was a rare look of horror on his face at that time.

A sword spirit without a sword is like water that turns into mist, a soul that has lost its life, he can see it, but he can't touch it, he may exist, but he can't interfere with foreign objects. It's a very simple truth, so simple that no one will have the slightest doubt about it.

Then how did Wang Yangming stop him, and how did he stimulate the sword qi to cut off the power he had summoned?

At that moment, all these questions came to King Jizo's mind, so that he was rarely stunned.

"As I said, and me. Wang Yangming said with a smile, and the hand that was blocking the King of Jizo shook slightly, like a swordsman shaking his sword.

At that time, the body of the King of Jizo flew out upside down as if it had been severely injured, and the strong man nine feet away saw this, and hurriedly flew up to catch the body of the King of Jizo flying out upside down.

With some difficulty, the king of Jizo fell from the strong man and stood on the ground, but he seemed to be a little weak, and he needed the help of the strong man to stand up straight.

"Your Excellency is worried about yourself, I see that your body is weak and weak, and you are already dying, whether this Lord Yama sees your Excellency or is down, I think it is also unknown. Wang Yangming stood with his hands in his hands, squinted and smiled.

The King of Jizo didn't care about his injuries at all, he looked at Wang Yangming with a calm brow, his eyes were like torches, as if he wanted to see the old man in front of him through, but the result disappointed him, he couldn't see through him, so he could only ask: "How can a swordless spirit bloom its strength?"

Wang Yangming was dressed in white and hunting in the night wind, his hand suddenly stretched out, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "Your Excellency the hall master, you can see clearly, my sword has never left." ”

When King Jizo heard this, his face changed, and he looked at Wang Yangming's outstretched hand that he shook out of thin air, and the look of horror between his eyebrows became solemn again.

......

Chen Guochang outside the Wuguan, sixty miles.

Fang Ziyu and the others, who had left the Stegosaurus Pass, finally had time to catch their breath, they had been on the road day and night for the past few days, and at this moment they finally came outside the territory of the Chen State, according to their speed, they would be able to reach the Chen Kingdom tomorrow before dark.

This is of course a very happy thing, whether it is for the people who escaped from the Great Zhou, or the few remaining armies led by Mu Liang. Even Li Dingxian and others are full of expectations - since the Great Zhou has fallen, Chen has become the only ally that the Great Xia can rely on today.

But Fang Ziyu was not depressed, she sat by the bonfire and looked at the smiling people around her, but she couldn't put a smile on her face after all.

Chen Xuanji in Chen Guo...

After seeing the appearance of his love with that woman, Fang Ziyu didn't know how to face the senior brother she had never married him.

Thinking of this, Fang Ziyu let out a long sigh, and Ning Zhumang, who was on the side, also knew his daughter's thoughts when he saw this, and was about to step forward to comfort him.

But at this moment, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Fang Ziyu and Ning Zhumang, who secretly thought that something had changed, both subconsciously got up and looked in the direction where the voice came from, but saw that most of the campfires had been extinguished suddenly lit up with golden lights.

They twinkled like stars in the night.

The exclamations of the crowd became louder and louder, and Fang Ziyu saw that most of the golden light came from the clothes of those people, including Jiang Lai and his party rescued by Xu Han from Jingzhou, as well as the people from Jizhou, and the old troops of the Mujia Army.

The golden light that flickered in their clothes grew brighter and brighter, almost impossible to look at.

Then their clothes bulged at that moment, as if something was about to break out of the cocoon, probably because they had never seen such a vision, and the exclamation of the crowd grew louder, and some of them were ready to flee for their lives.

Burst!

Suddenly, a soft sound sounded in the crowd, and the clothes of a soldier suddenly broke open a small hole, and the golden light jumped out like a torrent that had found an exit, and followed by the clothes of those who were shining with golden light in the clothes were knocked open one after another, and those golden lights turned into streams and poured out quickly, rushing towards the south.

Fang Ziyu saw this at that time, and those golden lights were the copper plates carried by the people Xu Han rescued before!

Not only here, but the same thing is happening all over the world at this time.

There are hunters who hide in the dense forest at night and wait for their prey to come to the door, and there are farmers who sit in front of the courtyard gate with their children and watch the sky after a day of farming.

There are soldiers who look at the night in the distance at the border pass, hoping to survive the day safely, and there are parents who are walking on the road with their children on the way to escape.

They were all of different ages, but without exception, they or their ancestors had passed by a certain place on a certain day in a certain year, and saw an old man carrying a large wooden box, and there he had softly sung a song for them.

Either they understood the tactfulness or simply felt that the old man's work was not easy, so they generously offered a copper plate to the porcelain bowl that was missing from his mouth when the old man demanded the money.

So a period of cause and effect came to fruition, and many years later, the old man stood alone on the top of Longyin Mountain, and the ten thunderstorms were added, and the watcher who watched the starry sky and the ten thousand domains personally took it to the ten thousand regions of the starry sky.

Although the old man survived, his ideal of proving the Great Dao and changing this world with his own strength was ultimately in vain.

He felt ashamed in his heart, ashamed of all the old friends who sacrificed their lives to help him thousands of years ago, and ashamed of all the sentient beings who had been kind to him along the way in this thousand years. So the moment before leaving this heaven and earth, he flicked his fingers, and 100,000 copper plates fell to the ground like stars, like birds returning to their nests, and they returned to their former masters, which was the last thing the old man did for this heaven and earth.

At this moment, these copper plates all shimmered with dazzling golden light and escaped into the sky, and the night of the whole world was dispelled in that moment, and the golden light in the sky gathered together, and they responded to the call from the millennium to reveal their true faces again in front of the eyes of the world.

......

A void sword shadow appeared in Wang Yangming's hand, and then under the surprised gaze of the Jizo King, golden light rushed from the distant sky and poured into the sword shadow.

So a long sword that was no more than three feet long and had golden light flowing all over its body slowly condensed in Wang Yangming's hand at that time.

The sword intent rushed out like a tide, shrouding the sky above the Sword Tomb, and if the majestic sword intent was substantial, it had the potential of black clouds to overwhelm the city.

At this moment, Wang Yangming stretched out his hand and stroked the golden sword body, and the sword body trembled lightly as his fingers moved, as if he was pouring out and cheering.

"Long time no see. ”

Wang Yangming said softly.

"He's gone, and this time it's just you and me. ”

"But we must also fight so that we will not lose his prestige, nor yours. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yangming paused slightly, and the hand stroking the sword body immediately stopped, and then he asked again.

"Are you ready?"

Clang!

A long roar like a dragon's roar rose from the blade of the sword.

Wang Yangming flew and moved, killing the purple monster like a black tide.

At that time, the sword intent in the sky was rolling like a river and sea, and the sword body in his hand was as bright as a galaxy.

The old man's white hair fluttered, just like a thousand years ago, and the man came again...