Chang Ming didn't hear what Xia Sheng said to Poor Sang, and even if he did, I'm afraid he wouldn't know what life fusion was.

After all, he is not a spiritual cultivator, and the existence of the Tree of Life has long been an incomparably ancient legend in this country.

But this did not prevent him from feeling the changes in Xia Sheng's body.

At this time, Xia Shengruo looked like he couldn't be more miserable on the surface, thousands of blood holes almost covered his whole body, and there was no longer half an inch of intact place below his neck, his shoulders, two ribs, arms, legs, chest, and lower abdomen, and blood was flowing out as if it was worthless, making people's scalp numb.

Hit hard by this, if it were anyone else, I am afraid that they would have died a long time ago, but Xia Sheng's vitality did not become exhausted because of this, but became stronger and stronger

What's going on

Chang Ming watched this scene dumbfounded, unable to believe his eyes at all, especially when the bright orange brilliance on Xia Sheng's body began to gradually become deeper, and finally transformed into apricot yellow without hindrance, Chang Ming was a little stupid.

The other party actually succeeded in breaking the mirror in front of him

From this moment on, Xia Sheng was no longer a martial artist, but a general

And that's not the end of it.

Immediately after, the apricot yellow light outside Xia Sheng's body suddenly began to flicker violently, accompanied by a strong storm of sword qi that rolled up the night sky, as if because of the unstable foundation, the natal sword weapon would collapse at any time.

Seeing this, Chang Ming finally shook his head with a sneer, in his opinion, the young man in front of him finally fell into a madness because he was in a hurry to break the mirror.

If what he expected was right, soon the other party would die because of the sword qi explosion.

But things didn't go according to Chang Ming's expectations.

Because the sword-shaped symbol on Xia Sheng's wrist did not sink and die because of this, but the color became brighter and brighter, and in the next flicker, the apricot yellow glow on it suddenly extinguished, and in its place, it was replaced by an incomparably brilliant fluorescent green sword light

King Wu

In less than ten breaths, breaking through the two realms in a row, Chang Ming suddenly felt that his understanding of cultivation and worldview had collapsed in an instant in the past few decades.

And it was at this time that Xia Sheng's voice had just reached his ears.

"I'll tell you what the real White Flame Sword is."

At this moment, Chang Ming seemed to have fallen into an incomparably violent storm, and before he could break through the wind and rain in front of him and see the truth behind the fog, he was once again swept into a larger whirlpool under his feet.

King-level spirit wood.

Daytime fireworks killing sword.

Could it be that this young man is the master of this forgotten forest, the disciple of the white-clothed sword saint and Mu Chenyi?

However, before Chang Ming could figure out the true identity of this young man, the other party had already left his feet off the ground, slowly floated into the air, and stretched out his right hand.

"The sword comes. ”

At this time, Xia Sheng was not so much swept into the air by himself, but rather the hundreds of poor mulberry branches left in his body that lifted him up, and his palms were scarlet, but they were as steady as Mount Tai.

The next moment, Chang Mingzhi felt that the earth began to shake violently, and the rumbling sound was endless.

An ancient tree that was originally rooted next to the poor mulberry rose from the ground with the momentum of ten thousand jun, and together with tens of thousands of whiskers under his feet, came to Xia Sheng's hands.

became the sword in his hand.

Xia Sheng is just an ordinary human teenager, in front of the ancient trees that have grown for 10,000 years, he seems so small, but he is by no means humble, his appearance at this time even looks a little ridiculous, but Chang Ming did not smile, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

Xia Sheng just grabbed the end of the ancient tree with one hand, and lifted the entire towering giant tree into the air, this scene looked too shocking, even if he was already a dignified martial king at this time.

But if it's just a sword, how can it be considered a sword array, and where can it be called a real white flame sword?

So immediately afterward, with the poor mulberry as the center, all the giant trees within a radius of 100 zhang broke out of the ground from the surface, and if you looked down from the sky, countless bottomless black holes had appeared on the ground, full of devastation.

Hundreds of thousands of spirit trees abandoned the land under their feet, uprooted, and were willing to fight for Xia Sheng, of course, not because of this little human being, but because of poor mulberry.

If the forgetting to return to the forest is compared to a country, then the poor Sang is the only king here, the king has an order, how dare ten thousand generals disobey

The next moment, Xia Sheng took himself as the pivot of the sword array, stood in the most central position, took the wooden sword as an order, pointed directly at Chang Ming below, and said coldly: "You can die." ”

Chang Ming was a sword emperor, and for him, the attraction of the White Flame Sword was far greater than Xia Sheng himself, so at this moment, he did not rush forward and wiped out this unusual young man with a sword at the beginning.

This stems from his obsession with kendo and because he has absolute confidence in himself.

More precisely, it stems from several unwritten iron laws in the spiritual world.

No matter what incredible miracle Xia Sheng showed in front of Chang Ming's eyes today, and no matter what kind of shocking identity Xia Sheng has, but in the end, he is just a sword king at this time.

Even the spirit tree behind him, which looked quite extraordinary, was only a king-level after all.

Where is the opponent of a Sword Emperor?

As for the giant lizard egg that had stood by the tree from the beginning, Chang Ming didn't even bother to look at it.

Could it be that the other party really wants to achieve the so-called cross-border killing?

Chang Ming felt funny in his heart, could it be that the other party, as a cultivator, didn't even know that cross-border killing was unachievable?

Or rather, it's just an ethereal legend.

Just like before the emperor level, within the same level, martial cultivators could absolutely suppress spiritual cultivation.

These are all unbreakable iron laws in the cultivation world

It's a pity that Chang Ming didn't know at this time that as early as three days ago, outside White Horse Town, Xia Sheng had broken this so-called iron law, and he didn't know how terrifying the power would be when the White Flame Sword Array was completely launched.

And the boy standing in front of him now is a legend in itself.

At this time, he was still a little curious in his heart, and even a little eager to try, so he made the most wrong choice.

He didn't even draw his sword, but stood out of thin air with his hands in his hands, bowing slightly towards Xia Sheng.

"Please. ”

At the same time that the word invitation in Chang Ming's mouth fell, the night in front of him suddenly turned into daylight.

It was like 3,300 fireworks were lit together, bursting out with the brightest and last light.

The sudden light blinded Chang Ming's eyes temporarily, but he didn't even feel the slightest fear or panic, let alone subconsciously pull out the long sword at his waist.

Because everything happened so fast, so fast that he didn't feel anything, and before he had time to appreciate the subtleties of this sword array, he had no chance to light up the sword symbol on his wrist.

There was no loud noise in the forest, and there were no shocking visions, just the feeling that the night sky suddenly lit up for a moment.

In an instant, life and death are separated.

The moment the fireworks are lit up, it also means that their lives have come to an end, and at that moment, the hundreds of towering trees in mid-air were all burned to ashes after the light returned to silence, and drifted away in all directions of the Forgotten Forest, like a silver-gray snowfall.

Chang Ming fell to the ground, trying to open his eyes wide, but he could only see a darkness, the place below his neck had been smashed into pieces by a huge log, and the bone slag and his internal organs were mixed together, blooming into a brilliant blood flower.

Then, with some regret, he closed his eyes.

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