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Before falling the sword from this reincarnation, Chen Jing felt that he was small and powerless. At no time, he has never been so powerless, and he doesn't even have the heart to struggle. Just when he thought that he was going to be beheaded by this sword, and there would be no return, his thoughts and soul seemed to freeze in an instant. Something suddenly surged up in his body. Chen Jing didn't know what it was, but the old swordsman's painting came to his mind, still on the edge of the Blood River. I only heard the old swordsman say: "What you drank just now was the back road left by a person with magical powers, he thought he was heaven, and he wanted to punish him on behalf of heaven, which is really ridiculous." Not only is he going to die, but his wish cannot be fulfilled, his role is only to knock down a pile of sand dunes like mountains, but the fallen sand dunes are still sand dunes. You drink his soul traction, maybe one day when they return from heaven and earth, you will get benefits, but it will also lead to the catastrophe of annihilation, and if you can get by, it will be your creation. You don't have any pity, anyway, you're just a ghost in this netherworld. ”

This was the last memory of the old swordsman that existed in Chen Jing's heart, buried in the deepest part, and then surged along with the thing that disappeared after he drank it.

In his mind appeared a man's life.

Chen Jing saw the life of human beings in the early stage of the evolution of heaven and earth, saw the tenacious survival of human beings between heaven and earth, saw a person become a priest, saw a person become a god general under the throne of the demon clan, he saw the heart of a person named Nanluo, saw his struggle to survive again and again, saw his helplessness and choice, saw his flying and killing intent, saw him getting stronger and stronger, and finally, in the end, in the end, his lifelong beliefs turned into a sword, a sword crossed the sky, and a heavenly river swept the world.

Chen Jing was in a state of warmth, the things he drank by the river of blood were cold, but now they were gently encompassing everything about him. It made me feel awake, and I felt drowsy, and there was a sense of chaos.

The sword ice, the sword body is clean and slaughtering. The sword's gauntlet has a pair of phoenix wings spreading. The hilt of the sword was holding in Chen Jing's hand at this time, but Chen Jing didn't have any more direct feelings, he only felt that everything in him was like being in warm water, vague and hazy.

Chen Jing saw the life of the person named Nanluo, and immediately understood that what he drank was the soul traction he left behind. Although I admired him in my heart, I didn't think I would be him.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the body of the sword named "Qingyan", flicked his fingers, and thought in his heart: "Heaven and earth, if you are called second, what sword dare to say first." ”

He sat in the temple and waited, waiting for the slaughter to come.

Suddenly, the original monument of Si Yu God under the seat shook, and the temple also shook, and the temple hidden in the void appeared between heaven and earth. He immediately understood in his heart that this was through the Zhou Tianxing Divine Monument that he had found him and made the temple manifest. Although there was no supernatural power in that soul traction, only the memory of Nanluo, it was enough to improve his understanding of this heaven and earth.

Chen Jing got up and walked out of the temple with a single step, while the second elemental demon appeared and sat on the altar. He knew that this Qingyan Sword could only be held by the stone statue itself at this time, because he had the soul traction of Nanluo on his body, otherwise this sword would not have found him.

"It's a pity, I'm not ......him," Chen Jing sighed in his heart.

The autumn wind is blowing, and it is autumn again.

Within 10,000 miles, it was all withered and yellow. The leaves are withering, and autumn is heavy.

But a sword came from the sky. This sword seems to bring the wind and waves on the sea and the dampness, and the dry autumn will be pressed down. Chen Jing raised his eyes and saw that the sea seemed to be overturned on the horizon, and the sea and sky were rolling.

The sword was bright and like the waves of the sea. In the distance, I felt that kind of imposing intent, but when I got closer, I felt that what was rolling in was not the tide intent on the waves, but the sword intent that was full of slaughter.

Immortal Sword.

In this world, only this kind of killing in the innate sword weapon can suppress this full of autumn intentions, and at the same time, he also knows that that person is definitely no longer the former Zhengyang of Jinao Island, Bi Yi He has fused his entire person's mind into the Killing Immortal Sword before, so he must be weaker in the face of the resistance of people who have returned from reincarnation.

Chen Jing thought that when he was sacrificing the Sword Domain in the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, Zhengyang had come to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, Chen Jing had seen the world in his heart, and knew that he was also a determined person, and it was precisely because of this that he had a crazy side.

In the blink of an eye, Zhengyang had already arrived at the void where Chen Jing was, without any words, a sword stabbed down, the sword did not arrive, the meaning had arrived, as if there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rolling down.

Chen Jing rose with his sword.

At this time, what other spell could block the sword that Zhengyang flew down, so Chen Jing lifted the Qingyan sword upside down, stepped on the top of the mountain, and his body was already rising. I saw that he was like going up a ladder to the sky, every step seemed to be a heavy step, every step was heavy, without a trace of elegantness, but the speed was extremely fast, and the void seemed to crack under his feet.

Bite......

Chen Jing raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword, touching the tip of the Immortal Sword in Zhengyang's hand.

This sword is more than a simple sword intersecting.

As soon as this sword touched, Chen Jing felt that the killing aura that was pressing down from the sky stopped, and he knew that the boundless killing sword intent was blocked by the Qingyan Sword, if it was another sword, this time would be enough to make Chen Jing suffer a big loss. This pair of collisions made Chen Jing understand that Zhengyang's mana was not higher than himself, but slightly lower than himself, but the realm was extremely high, and the sword intent in this sword was beyond Chen Jing's reach.

At this moment, the sky and earth were quiet, as if icicing, and there was no bursting madness that collided with force. However, it was only for a moment, like a trance-like feeling. Chen Jing and Zhengyang both moved.

The swords are wrong.

The sword light is horizontal.

The sword light passed everywhere, as if it had divided the heavens and the earth.

The two fought closely, and the sword was deadly. However, the void within a radius of ten miles churned, and a whirlpool appeared, which caused the spiritual power of heaven and earth to be chaotic, fighting from the sky to the ground, from the ground to the clouds, and from the clouds to the mountains.

Chen Jing and Zhengyang are both swordsmen, and the former Tongtian Sect Master of Jinao Island has four peerless killing swords that dominate the world, and almost no one is invincible. Of course, there is a inheritance sword technique in Jinao Island, and what Zhengyang makes is the Immortal Killing Sword Technique, not from Jinao Island, but from the spiritual light that fell from the reincarnation jade plate not long ago.

The sword trick that Chen Jing knew was the nameless sword trick taught by the old swordsman who was still unknown.

After the Killing Immortal Sword Technique combined with the Killing Immortal Sword was used by the reborn Zhengyang, Chen Jing's other spells were a little too thin, and in front of him it felt like a sharp blade on paper.

He could only use the sword technique, but that set of nameless sword techniques always had a feeling of powerlessness in front of this immortal sword technique.

Chen Jing was suppressed, it was not that the sword was inferior to the Killing Immortal Sword. It's that the nameless sword technique that Chen Jing casts can't compare. In the past, he felt that there was nothing in the world that could surpass the nameless sword technique taught by the old swordsman, but now when he really faced the Sword of Killing Immortals and the Sword Technique of Killing Immortals, he realized that his sword technique was at most similar to the sword technique handed down from the Luofu Sword Sect, although it was also the top sword technique in the world, but it was a little dwarfed at this time.

Chen Jing only felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was repelled by the whole nothingness, and his body was entangled by spiritual power. He knew that it was because he had lost the upper hand and fell into the sword realm of Zhengyang.

It's just that Chen Jing is no longer a beginner in the sword technique, he immediately stopped using it, and went out with his own feelings, but he no longer used the sword technique, he felt a heavy pressure, when the sword trick was cast, although he was not the opponent of the sword trick of killing immortals, but he could also resist a few points, every swing of the sword in his hand would drive the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and his body was also wrapped in the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but he abandoned the sword trick and did not use it, and the spiritual power condensed by the rotation of the sword trick was immediately dispersed and swept away by Zhengyang's sword killing immortal.

Chen Jing felt the heavy pressure from this heaven and earth, and this heaven and earth were moving with the Killing Immortal Sword. Breaking off the trick is an extremely dangerous thing to do.

In his eyes, the Killing Immortal Sword was as red as blood at this time, like a sword that had condensed blood spots due to killing too many people, and now it was stained with blood, Chen Jing didn't know if this was his hallucination or if the Killing Immortal Sword would be like this.

Under the sword of the Killing Immortal, the entire sky seemed to be integrated into this sword.

Everything else in Chen Jing's heart and eyes disappeared, only the blood-red sword tip that stabbed towards the center of his eyebrows.

Death approached the center of his eyebrows, and Chen Jing opened his eyes, as if he had been stupid. It was just a moment when the breeze passed through the treetops, Chen Jing suddenly moved, he was already carried away, under this sword, all his emotions seemed to be stabbed by this sword.

The sword in Chen Jing's hand suddenly and naturally swung out, drawing a semicircular line in front of him.

Bite......

This is the second time that the Qingyan Sword and the Killing Immortal Sword have been fighting each other for so long.

The Qingyan Sword slashed through the complete integrity and pressure from this sword stab, and the void was blocked by this stroke, and it was also loosened and chaotic A small piece of the void, Chen Jing's body flashed with the sword slashing trajectory. The Qingyan Sword didn't deviate much from the heavy Immortal Killing Sword. The Killing Immortal Sword was slashed horizontally, and Chen Jingren had already flashed, but the sword in his hand pressed the body of the Killing Immortal Sword towards Zhengyang's throat.

Zhengyang's body turned over, and the Immortal Sword also turned. Chen Jing immediately swiped his hand, and the two of them flipped out their swords.

The spirit of this heaven and earth flipped as the two of them flipped like a spirit Jiao shedding its skin.

Chen Jing's sword stabbed with a sword, and his body moved with the sword, and there was danger, however, after more than a dozen swords, Chen Jing was still alive, and he was still alive under the sword killing sword technique without using the sword technique, and he only had the sword and the killing immortal sword in his heart.

Sword after sword, Chen Jing's figure loomed.

The distant void may or may not have many eyes watching the battle here.

There is still a spiritual light in the reincarnation jade plate.

After Chen Jing's sword, the next sword moves were endless, not the previous sword tricks, but they were so natural. Chen Jing is not a beginner in swordsmanship, and his attainments in swords are very high. However, when he swung his first sword, his mind was chaotic, and then everything was so natural. It was as if he had reached his own realm and swung his sword naturally, and it seemed that the sword moved with him.

He entered a state of emptiness, as if he was enlightened, and as if he was being carried by the sword in his hand. He seemed to be very sober about all his mysterious sword moves, but he felt that he was chaotic and didn't know anything.

They fought for three days and three nights, and Chen Jing went from struggling to protect himself at the beginning to being evenly divided. Two clouds of sword light between heaven and earth stirred the sky full of wind and clouds. Even the aura of the wind and clouds in the sky seemed to be condensed into a sword wire, and no one dared to approach.

The two were entangled, or lingered in one place, but they might have been more than ten miles away in an instant, and the two figures fled with the sword, and the sword was like lightning.

At the top of Luofu Mountain, heavy snow is fluttering. The ice on Lichen's body at the top of the mountain was melting, and it only took a moment to see Lichen's body. I saw her trembling violently. In her hand was the Absolute Immortal Sword, and just a day ago, a spiritual light had already sunk into her forehead. It's been a day now, and the lich Cher who is not far away is watching quietly, and there is some worry in her eyes.

"Put down the Immortal Sword." Lich Cher said loudly.

Lichen's hand holding the Peerless Immortal Sword suddenly loosened and tightened, as if there was a fierce struggle in his heart.

"Give up the Absolute Immortal Sword, and you will still be yourself." Cher the Lich said again.

However, at this time, Lichen suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of indifferent killing intent, and the lich Xue'er was startled and turned into snowflakes in the sky.

The sword of the Absolute Immortal was unsheathed, and a sword slashed through the void, and she passed away with the sword, a piece of snow was cut in the distance, and an arm fell from the void, but the body of the lich Xue'er was not seen. Lichen has disappeared in the wind and snow, and only a wine reed is still there on the top of Luofu Mountain, full of frost.

Lichen flew all the way, the sword light in her hand flashed, and in a flash, her figure had gone far away. After a distance of thousands of miles, a chaotic cloud appeared in her eyes, and the figures of the two people in the cloud flashed, and the sword light was horizontal.

A sword stabbed out, and the sword pierced through the void and a dazzling sword groan sounded. ，

Chen Jing, who was on an equal footing with Zhengyang, suddenly heard the sound of Dao Sword groaning in his ears.

A sword light had pierced from the sky.

The sword intent of the lore was transmitted to the ears of all living beings through this voice, and the demons in the mountains heard it, and they fell to the ground one by one, trembling all over.

From this sword groan, Chen Jing knew that this was the Absolute Immortal Sword, that is, Lichen was coming, and the Lichen swordsmanship back then was not under Chen Jing, it was still hidden above Chen Jing, and no one knew how strong she was after being frozen for many years.

The four swords in the hands of the Sect Master of the Sect of Interception Tongtian can punish the immortal sword array, and now there are two of the four swords.

The sword light came in an instant, and a sword stabbed directly into Chen Jing's chest, and the annihilation sword intent made Chen Jingna's body that had already transformed into a stone statue shrink.