The sword abandoners didn't just swing a sword. Although perhaps everything was frozen in time, and no one could see his sword, the swordcaster still drew his sword in earnest. Wu Xie saw him slowly put away his sword, and then swung it again. This time, it's a horizontal sword. When the second sword was swung out, when Wu Xie saw the second sword, a violent roar erupted in the Heavenly Book World Realm. Countless thunderbolts exploded together, and the endless chaos that surrounded the Heavenly Book World Realm rolled wildly at this moment, and all kinds of forces continued to stir inside, producing all kinds of frightening and panicked changes. But Wu Xie didn't notice these at all, and he only had this sword in his eyes at the moment. The sword slashed flatly, and where the tip of the sword passed, the entire world trembled slightly. In this trembling, there is an indescribable taste. "The Kyushu border is afraid." Jasmine's voice came, "His sword is already capable of posing a threat to the entire world!" Her voice seemed to be murmuring, full of surprise and bewilderment: "It doesn't make sense! Obviously it's just a little ghost who hasn't even achieved Jindan! But what did he do that already had the power to destroy a small world? This sword ...... This is the Sword of the Void!"

"Void?" As soon as Wu Xie was about to ask, he saw that on the trajectory of the second sword of the sword abandoner, countless scenes appeared like eruptions, and in the time of only one or two blinks of an eye, they turned into the entire world realm. It's another world!" Originally...... The first sword just now split the entire world realm into two halves like this!" Seeing this scene, where could he find out what questions to ask! All the attention has been attracted by this sword, and everything else cannot be taken care of for the time being. But it turns out that every sword of the sword abandonment disciple is dividing an independent world realm? So why hasn't the Kyushu border been wiped out yet? Jasmine has said that this world is very fragile, and it can't withstand too much force...... The doubts in Wu Jie's heart were just a flash, like a wisp of light smoke in the wind, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Because, he saw the sword-abandoner swing his third sword. With this sword shot, the roar in the Heavenly Book World Realm was completely still, and then the clear qi rose and the turbidity qi fell, and in just a moment or two, I don't know how much the Dao was transformed into source power, and even the entire spirit wood was glowing.

At this moment, Wu Xie felt that if he used up this source power, he might be able to create a place equivalent to a county and a county!

And in the human world, as the sword abandoner swung his third sword, a world realm suddenly disappeared.

The disappearance of that moment made Wu Xie tremble, and he almost couldn't help but vomit blood.

He clearly felt that in that worldly realm, there seemed to be one of them who had been wiped out.

However, the sword forgiver did not stop, and he swung his sword again.

Of the remaining two worlds, one more disappeared.

Wu Xie finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing a large open space in front of him bright red.

As this mouthful of blood spurted out, the oppressive and dull feeling in his chest eased slightly, and the heavy uneasiness caused by being destroyed twice in a row was also relieved.

"Is this an illusion, or is it real?" He asked, confused.

No one could answer, not even Jasmine.

Maybe...... The only one who can answer this question is the sword abandoners themselves.

At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly felt a shock to his body, and he in the human realm had regained his mobility and broke free from the frozen time.

Or rather, time is no longer frozen.

From this angle, the Sword Forgiver still stood in place smiling, but the crimson sword in his hand was no longer pointing at the sky, but hanging haphazardly.

"What you just saw is my sword." He said to the people, "Of course, because you are not my enemies, I have mercy." Otherwise...... You're all dead. Of course, he is not bragging, neither Wu Xie nor others are convinced of this. …… In fact, even if they were really arrogant enough to think that the sword abandoners were bragging, they would not be able to refute it for the time being. Because they were all lying on the ground, convulsing wildly and vomiting heartbreakingly. When the flow of frozen time resumed, when the three worlds that were divided into reflections of each other were wiped out, two remained, and only one remained...... All of this, even though they may not be able to see it, can really feel the impact of it.

The unspeakable pain and pressure knocked them all down in an instant. They don't know what is going on, but the pressure and pain are real. It comes from the body and from the soul, and no matter what means can suppress or alleviate it, it can only be endured silently until the body slowly recovers. The process is long and painful. All night long, all the people lay there, moaning and convulsing in pain, spitting out everything they could. Whether it is a strong man in martial arts or an immortal riding the wind, he is like a toad rolling in the quagmire at this moment, embarrassed. The Sword Forsaken ignored them, and stood silently at the edge of the plaza with his bright red sword in hand, his gaze shining through everyone present into the endless sky. Wu Xie looked at him from the Heavenly Book World Realm, and felt as if he was not looking up at the sky, but as if he was standing above the starry sky, looking down at the sky under his feet. It felt like a picture that Christianity used to propagate in the world before it. In the painting, God Jehovah stands in the void, looking at the earth held in his palm, and there is an indescribable majesty in his expression, which can crush the earth with one hand, of course, it is very majestic. The current sword abandonment disciple also brought this feeling to Wu Jie. The vast Kyushu border, for him, is also something that can be crushed with one hand, that's all. But he seemed to be confused and hesitant again, what did he seem to be afraid of in his heart, Wu Xie really didn't understand, with the strength of the sword abandonment, what else in this world was worth fearing? The swordcaster just stood there, not moving all night. When the sun rose, Wu Xie and the others, who had struggled all night in pain gradually shrouded in warm light, gradually eased their breath. This is a very wonderful experience, when the sun rises in the morning and the first rays of sunlight fall on the body, the pain that originally penetrated deep into the bone marrow and deep into the soul was suddenly alleviated a lot. Then things were getting better quickly, and by the time the morning sun was rising, they were almost fully recovered. Yin Shuang was the first of all to recover, and she had just recovered a little bit of strength, so she pinched her fingers and cast a spell. The clear spiritual rain fell out of thin air, and it only took a few breaths to wash away all the stains on their bodies, and the aura contained in the rain penetrated into their bodies, like a mother's soothing, gradually washing away the remaining pain.

A moment later, twelve soaking drenched figures like chickens in soup, but in good spirits, stood in front of the sword-abandoners who had returned to the center of the square.

"You've seen my sword, doesn't it taste good?" The sword-abandoner smiled and said, "So, can you tell me what you saw?"

The crowd had expected such a question, but they could not find anything to answer despite searching through all their memories.

“… Sure enough, it still doesn't work?" There was a look of disappointment on the face of the sword abandoner, and this disappointment seemed so natural, probably he himself didn't have a lot of confidence in the first place.

"Really...... Don't you have any impressions?" The swordcaster was silent for a moment, then asked, "Even if it's just a vague impression...... Is it really not impressive at all?"

His expression was a little sad, like a father who has spent countless hours and energy to raise his son, but the son is completely incomprehensible: "Just a little impression!" It doesn't matter how vague or ridiculous it is!" Looking at his eyes, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel a move in his heart. He was about to speak, but Yi Yi replied first: "Smash...... I felt something shattered, completely shattered, and smashed twice in succession......" "Not shattered, but destroyed. The white-haired old man who had lived in the Valley of No Return for almost two hundred years interrupted Yi Yi's words, "Utter destruction, I don't know why this is happening, but that kind of destruction is completely unimaginably complete!"

"Yes! If the wood is burned to ashes, there should at least be ashes; Even if it is burned to smoke, at least there is still smoke. The so-called 'ashes' are not in fact complete destruction. Another middle-aged swordsman whispered while thinking, "But what was destroyed in that sword was really completely destroyed...... With their beginning, the rest of the people talked about their feelings about this "destruction" word by word, and in their impressions, this was the clearest thing. Wu Xie did not participate in this discussion, and he watched the sword abandoner cautiously. The Swordcaster didn't seem to listen to everyone's discussion, and once again his gaze crossed the crowd and looked at the sky. He was clearly standing on the ground, but once again he had the feeling that he was looking down on the sky. It made him look very, very far away, so far away that he couldn't reach it at all, as if he was no longer in the same world as everyone else. But he is really here, standing in this world. This contradictory feeling made Wu Xie full of confusion. He wanted to ask the truth, but he felt that now was not the right time to ask, so he had to remain silent. After a while, Yin Shuang suddenly said, "I saw the sword light. The sword abandoner's face changed, and in an instant, he returned to normal from the state of looking down on the sky, and he looked at Yin Shuang eagerly, waiting for her follow-up answer. Yin Shuang's expression looked a little confused and a little painful, obviously recalling that impression was not a pleasant thing for her. But she persevered, slowly, in a dry tone, "I...... I saw the sword light, the first sword was vertical, the second sword was horizontal, the third sword, the fourth sword ...... I saw four sword lights. At this moment, irrepressible ecstasy appeared on the face of the sword abandoner, and Wu Xie even saw tears in his eyes. If he wasn't familiar with everyone, maybe he was already in tears at this moment, right?" You saw the sword light, right?" His voice was a little hoarse, "The first sword is vertical, the second sword is horizontal, what about the third and fourth swords?" … I can't see it...... No impressions...... Not...... There is no way to recall...... But I know the way...... I know that you have a sword...... Third Sword ...... Fourth Sword ......" Yin Shuang's face gradually turned pale, cold sweat continued to flow down his forehead, and his body gradually curled up because of pain, "I know how to say...... You draw your sword...... Third Sword ...... Fourth Sword ...... You have to draw a sword...... I don't know what the road is...... You've got to get your sword out!" Her words were a little messy, and their meaning was a little inexplicable, but the swordcaster couldn't help but laugh wildly. "You see it! You see it! You really saw my sword!" He clenched his hands into fists and swung them at the sky, shouting hoarsely, "She saw my sword!" She's seen my sword!" Then, at last, he couldn't hold back and began to cry.