High in the sky, the two ancestors were fighting fiercely, one of them was wearing a black robe, controlling three huge insect beasts, and the chapters were wide open and closed, full of rage.

The other person was an ancestor of Zheng Guo wearing bluestone clothes, he was holding a cyan long sword, and he was not cowardly at all against three huge insect beasts and a shattered void monk, and even, his attack was more aggressive than that of the ancestor of Wu State, and he was ruthless and took people's lives.

And the body of the old man in Tsing Yi was still stirring with layers of sword qi ripples, and the shadows that shook the air were full of agitation.

In the face of such a sword cultivator, Sun Ping only dared to fight him with insect beasts, and he could only hide behind the three insect beasts, so as not to waste his physical strength and hurt his vitality.

The three insect beasts are obviously specially trained, and their cooperation with each other is full of tacit understanding, and they are very in order, one retreats, and the other is on top, and sometimes they will form a joint encirclement of the sword cultivation, making it difficult to deal with.

And Jian Xiu is face is gloomy, his face is serious, he doesn't say a word, he just uses the long sword in his hand to deal with the attack of the insect beast, one after another sword shadows are formed around him, the sword is sharp, and it can always leave scars on the insect beast.

Gradually, a layer of sword shadow appeared on Jian Xiu's eyes, and his swordsmanship became even more powerful.

This Zheng Guo ancestor is obsessed with the sword, and has already touched the threshold of the heart sword, the sword cultivation is already powerful, and the monk who comprehends the heart sword is the best in the sword cultivation.

In the face of huge pressure, Ji Qing only had the cyan long sword in his hand left in front of him, and when he wielded it, he could always bring the power of the long sword to the extreme, he knew that he could not be defeated, because at this time he represented not only himself, but also a family, a country, and a collection of millions of people.

If he loses this battle, all the efforts made by Zheng Guo before will be in vain, and even the people of Zheng Guo will become slaves of the people of Wu State, just like the current Yue State.

It is precisely because of the belief that he is invincible and invincible that Ji Qing stimulates the potential in his heart, the stronger the heart sword monk, the stronger the obsession in his heart, the sharper the sword in his hand, and a sword is invincible!

"Boom!"

A sword swung out, cutting off the two feet of the ghost-faced spider, and two dark green liquids spurted out from the spider's feet, and the ghost-faced spider who was in pain accidentally hit Ji Qing's two swords one after another, and these two swords just stabbed its eyes.

'Ji~'

The ghost-faced spider fell from the sky with a roar.

Although this height does not cost the life of the ghost-faced spider, it is enough to completely incapacitate it in combat.

After the defeat of the ghost-faced spider, the pressure of the flying centipede and the sky-swallowing toad suddenly doubled, but until now, Ji Qing's body was already covered in scars, and the blood was not stopping.

However, in the face of the injuries on his body, Ji Qing did not take any pills to treat the injuries, but continued to attack the two insect beasts.

Sun Ping, who was hiding behind the insect beast, didn't expect Ji Qing to be so strong, only one person and one sword could fight with him for so long, and more importantly, he was just a monk of the Shattered Void One Heaven, and he was a dignified Shattered Void Twin Heaven Cultivator, and there were three insect beasts around him who were also Shattered Void Twin Heaven cultivators.

Seeing that under Ji Qing's attack, the two insects and beasts were retreating one after another, Sun Ping's eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness, and the next moment, with a move of his right hand, a cyan bead appeared in his palm, this cyan demon bead was refined by him from the thousand-year-old poisonous centipede.

Taking this poisonous centipede demon pill can make Sun Ping's cultivation improve to a higher level again, but the side effects are not small, after half an hour, he will suffer from the toxin of the flying centipede to paralyze his whole body, if he can't detoxify in time, the poisonous gas will attack the heart vein, which will cause him very serious damage.

Looking at this demon pill, Sun Ping's eyes showed a hesitant look, and he lingered for a long time between taking it and not taking it.

But just when he was hesitating, the flying centipede suffered Ji Qing's sword wound again, and the injury was not light.

Seeing this, Sun Ping gritted his teeth, raised his head, and swallowed the demon pill in one gulp, and the aura around his body soared rapidly, and a faint green light appeared in the position around him.

Sun Ping smiled bitterly, if this matter spreads, he will definitely be laughed at by others, with the strength of the Broken Void Double Heaven, plus the help of the three insect beasts, against the Broken Void One Heaven cultivator, he was even forced to take the demon pill to save his life, it is really ridiculous.

However, being ridiculed is being ridiculed, if you can get rid of this old man in Tsing Yi in one fell swoop today, everything doesn't matter, and even if you get Zheng Guo's treasure, you may still be able to break through to the Broken Void Triple Heaven, at that time, no one dares to underestimate yourself.

Thinking of this, Sun Ping continued to swing his fists, and now his fists had turned blue-black, and each punch was deeply poisonous.

However, this Zheng Guo Ancestor is not in vain, he can have today's achievements and inheritance, and what he inherits is a style of heart sword swordsmanship.

I remember that when I was young, I often went to the top of the mountain alone, facing the first rays of sunlight in the morning to practice swordsmanship, and I would insist on it every day, sometimes I practiced for a day, and I forgot to eat at noon, when I was only a seventeen-year-old boy.

In this way, I have been persevering for three years.

One day, while he was practicing his sword, a white-clothed monk climbed to the top of the mountain where he practiced his sword, and on that occasion he asked himself to test his swordsmanship.

The young man was strong-spirited, competitive, and had no city, and when he saw that the other party was also a monk with a sword, he immediately agreed.

In the process of competing swords, the two of them were very focused, Ji Qing would be blocked by the other party every time he launched a sword move, but the opponent's offensive could always make him take a few steps back, fortunately, the cultivation of this white-clothed Xiushi did not seem to be high, and he was secretly glad at that time that with the advantage of cultivation, he could fight without defeat.

After about an hour of comparing swords, the white-clothed monk suddenly frowned, and casually slashed out a sword ray, which flew in front of Ji Qing, and only one sword slashed him dozens of meters away, and his body was about to fall down the cliff.

At this critical moment, the white-clothed monk came to Ji Qing's side with only one move, and pulled him back to the top of the mountain.

The white-clothed monk smiled and said: "You are very good, your obsession with practicing the sword has touched me, let me understand the art of the heart sword, and now I will imprint this style into your mind, if he has a fate in the future, you can comprehend this sword and learn this heart sword style." ”

When the words fell, the white-clothed monk pointed out, just between Ji Qing's eyebrows, and a hazy swordsmanship was imprinted in Ji Qing's heart, and many swordsmanship were also imprinted together.

Looking at such profound swordsmanship, Ji Qing froze in place for a while, and when the white-clothed monk left with a smile, Ji Qing came back to his senses.

At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that the white-clothed monk in front of him was a master.

So, Ji Qing knelt on the ground and tried to apprentice.

"The seniors are on top, please accept the back as an apprentice. ”

"Hey, your talent is limited, if you can comprehend the heart sword style I gave you is the greatest fate for you and me, everyone has their own way, your sword mind is very strong, if you practice well, you will definitely be able to become a strong party. ”

The whitefriar's voice grew farther and farther away, more and more ethereal, and his figure had long since disappeared.