"I... Defeated? ”

Ghost Black Sky, the second person in the Beiming Demon Dao, looked at the diffuse black qi that gradually dissipated.

His breath was extremely sluggish, and he was already in a state of near death.

The only person in this world who can save his life is the ghost emperor in the ghost mountain.

Although he was defeated by a sword, there was no unwillingness in the eyes of the ghost Xiao Heitian.

The power of this sword, he lost his heart.

As far as he is concerned, he has already used the strongest blow in his life, even if he does not die today, it will be impossible for him to use the black sky finger that destroyed the world just now.

It's just that he doesn't understand, since the hundred miles of Changfeng has already come out of the sword, why don't he just cut himself off, and he still has to save his life.

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Insult?!

The thought just came to this, bam.

The body of the ghost in the dark sky fell to the ground.

The entire Tibetan sword for three thousand miles fell into a dead silence.

This kind of dead silence lasted for about three breaths, and then there was a cry that shook the heavens and the earth, and the seven thousand Tibetan Sword disciples shouted the name of 'Sword God' as if they were crazy.

One sword slash but stepped into the first realm of immortality, and even stepped into the half-step emperor realm with one blow, what a momentum.

This is the lifelong pursuit of these swordsmen.

And those only remaining ghost disciples are like mourning examiners, trembling under the residual power of this Qingcang Seven Swords.

Tens of thousands of people, slaughtering with great momentum, and finally ended up like this, and the personnel were even more than seventy percent lost, most of these ghost disciples died under the aftermath of the sword qi and the black vortex.

Even, even the Black Heaven Venerable, who was high in their hearts, the existence second only to the Ghost Emperor, was slashed down with a sword.

And, see it with your own eyes.

This is different from what I heard, the deeds of the hundred miles of wind and the slashing of the seven ghost kings with one sword have spread widely in the ghost mountain, but after all, it is only heard, and it is far less shocking than witnessing this sword at this time.

Although, this sword is not at all comparable to the sword of the year.

The two ghost kings who appeared first looked at each other at this moment, and their figures moved instantly, appearing on the side of Heitian's body in an instant, and they wanted to run away with Heitian.

At this time, the ghost black sky was only defeated and seriously injured, but he did not die, and there was still a breath of air.

The power of the immortal level, with such a breath, after obtaining enough cultivation, it is enough to regain the peak.

For the Ghost Cave, the current Black Sky is already the strongest person who has stepped into the first realm of immortality, second only to the Ghost Emperor, and this kind of strong person naturally wants to be brought back alive to meet the Ghost Emperor, if he really dies here, the Ghost Cave will be hit hard.

If the Ghost Emperor knew, he would definitely not let go of the two of them, and he would be punished more or less.

In terms of the value of the Devil's Cave, even a million disciples can't compare.

However, just when these two ghost kings wanted to break through the void with the black sky and leave.

"Hmph."

Two cold snorts sounded in an instant.

I saw that the void that was broken by these two ghost kings was closed in an instant, and even the surrounding void was banned, with the power of the immortal fourth realm of these two ghost kings, it was impossible to tear it apart at all.

I saw that in the sky above the Guiyun Hidden Sword, a man and a woman appeared.

The man is an old man, and his hair is white.

The moment the old man appeared, Huang Yunhe in the distance was suddenly startled, did not dare to delay for a moment, came to the old man as fast as possible, and bowed respectfully.

"Disciple Huang Yunhe, see Uncle Ancestor."

This old man was one of the three Supreme Elders of the One Sword Holy Sect, and the head of the three Great Supreme Elders, named Murong Li.

This name, in Beiming, can be said to be known to everyone, no one knows.

Murong has lived for an endless long time from this old guy, and if you really want to count it, it is conservatively estimated that he is at least 100,000 years old.

It's just a conservative estimate, and no one knows how long this old guy really lived.

His cultivation had already reached the second realm of immortality 70,000 years ago, but since then, Murong Li's cultivation has not improved at all.

But this is just what Murong Li wants the outside world to see, in fact, everyone in the world speculates that this old man's strength should have stepped into the first realm of immortality, and even entered the half-step emperor realm, but he was just deliberately hiding it.

After all, if he didn't do it, this old guy wouldn't be able to live for 100,000 years.

"You bastard, my One Sword Saint Sect is the Hidden Sword Friend Sect, when the Tibetan Sword was in danger, he didn't come to the aid at all, it really lost the face of my One Sword Saint Sect, this time I went back, facing the wall for a hundred years."

As the head of a sect, he is more or less a decent person, and being scolded in public like this, Huang Yunhe's face turned red instantly.

The master of his dignified Sword Saint Sect even had to face the wall.

If this news was transmitted back, how could he hold his head up in front of the disciples in the sect in the future?

Huang Yunhe subconsciously glanced at the Shen Relic Wind that also came next to him, this Sect Master of the Heavenly Falling Sword Sect, when he heard that Huang Yunhe was punished by the wall, he didn't smile on his face, and he could see that he couldn't bear it.

"Shen Zhifeng, are you embarrassed to laugh?! Go back to face the wall for two hundred years, without the permission of the old woman, you can't leave the sect. ”

Before Shen Yifeng gloated, the old woman's voice had already sounded, and in an instant, Shen Zhifeng's face froze.

Facing the wall for two hundred years, he can't leave the sect without an order, so is he, the sect master of the Heavenly Falling Sword Sect, still the sect master?!

But no matter how reluctant I was in my heart, Elder Taishang had already spoken, and he couldn't do it if he didn't obey.

This old woman's name is Wang Zhen, and she is the oldest and strongest Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Fall Sword Sect, and she has reached the first realm of immortality.

What she said was the supreme order of the Heavenly Falling Sword Sect, even if it was the sect master of Shen Zhifeng, he could only blame the order and dare not disobey it in the slightest.

"Yes, uncle."

Shen Zhifeng bowed and saluted, and he was called a grievance in his heart.

After all, whether it was Shen Zhifeng or Huang Yunhe, they were extremely unwilling to accept this punishment in their hearts.

As sect masters, the two of them naturally understood the reason.

Wang Zhen and Murong Li punished them separately, not really thinking that the two of them had done anything wrong.

From the perspective of the two of them, in the previous situation of uncertainty.

It is best to not move and observe the changes of the times.

The reason why Murong Li and Wang Zhen were punished was to show the Guiyun Hidden Sword, to be precise, to show the Baili Changfeng, to show the attitude of the two of them, and to show that the Heavenly Falling Sword Sect and the One Sword Holy Sect were still the best allies of the Guiyun Hidden Sword.

If this is not the case, why did Wang Zhen and Murong Li not appear sooner or later, and they had to wait until after the hundred miles of wind shocked the world, and it was not the result of the choice.

After all, with the cultivation of the two of them, they would have already discovered the moment the disciples of the Ghost Cave came out of the mountain.

As for Shen Yifeng and Huang Yunhe, these two goods are purely behind the blame.

"Brother Changfeng, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Wang Zhen looked up at Zhu Xiongying.

Of course, what she was looking at was not Zhu Xiongying, but the sword qi behind Zhu Xiongying that had not yet dispersed.

This Brother Changfeng, she and Baili Changfeng are obviously old acquaintances.

"Sister Wang."

A voice came out melodiously.

Wang Zhen, who was originally still skeptical about whether Baili Changfeng was really coming to the world, suddenly had no doubts in his heart after hearing this 'Sister Wang'.

In this world, the only person who can be brazen and say the words 'Sister Wang' to an old woman like her is the shameless bacus of Baili Changfeng.

"Xiao Baili, you didn't notify the old man when you went out, it's really a bit unkind."

Murong Li on the side said with a smile at this time.

This sentence of 'Xiao Baili' directly reveals the age of this Murong Li.

"Murong Lao Pifu, if you dare to say a small word again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will crack you with a sword now."

The sound of cold spread down.

Huang Yunhe, who was standing beside Murong Li, chuckled in his heart, thinking that this hundred-mile long wind was not going to do something to his uncle, and before Huang Yunhe could react, Murong Li laughed.

"Xiao Baili, when you really get out of the customs, you will definitely come to the old man to drink for three days and three nights."

"Huh."

A sneer.

"Boring, tired."

The voice fell, and the body of the ten thousand zhang sword qi behind Zhu Xiongying gradually dissipated.

The moment this sword qi body dissipated, it filled the heavens and the earth, and the all-present awe-inspiring sword qi suddenly disappeared.

Baili Changfeng has a casual life, so he will come and go, Murong Li and Wang Zhen are used to it.

For them, seeing such a hundred miles of wind is the real hundred miles of wind.

"Sister Wang? Teacher Cang, can you be a little more disgusting? ”

Zhu Xiongying listened to what Teacher Cang said just now, and felt sick to his stomach for a while.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the old woman who appeared, this seventy or eighty old dragon clock, it was really unappetizing.

"You think I want to call her that?"

"That's what the old master called her back then, not to mention that she was still a peerless beauty at that time, the devil knows why she became like this, if it wasn't for her breath not changing, I wouldn't have dared to talk just now."

"This old woman is also sick, immortal realm, even if it is rejuvenation, it is a matter of thought, I have to use such an old woman image to show people."

Teacher Cang's tone was a little complaining.

"Come on, we've done what we need to do."

"Let's watch the play next,"

Zhu Xiongying glanced at Wang Zhen and Murong Li, and did not have a good impression of these two old foxes.

The moment he activated the Hundred Miles Long Wind Sword Soul, he sensed dozens of powerful breaths originating from all over the heavens and the earth through one of the Sword Souls of the Hundred Miles Long Wind, among them were Wang Zhen and Murong Li.

These two guys should have been paying attention to the movement of the Guiyun Hidden Sword for a long time, but they have not moved.

If he hadn't triggered the sword soul left by the hundred miles of wind today, these two old guys would definitely watch the Guiyun Hidden Sword fall, and they would definitely not make a move until the last moment.

Zhu Xiongying fell into vain, and his existence, the seven thousand Tibetan Sword disciples were all watching.

Everything that happened just now has already explained one thing and proved an identity, Zhu Xiongying is a disciple of the Sword God Baili Changfeng.

This point, at the moment when Zhu Xiongying held the Qingcang Sword, there was no need for any questioning.

And according to the rules of Guiyun Hidden Sword, the disciple of Elder Taishang, and the only disciple of the Sword God, this is the undisputed Senior Brother of the Hidden Sword.

The elder brother of the Tibetan Sword who created a heavy realm can be said to be the hidden sword of Guiyun

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Xiongying rubbed his heart, and casually found a step to sit down, although it didn't hurt his lungs, he was still injured and needed to breathe for a while.

As for the current situation.

The news that the hundred-mile wind is still alive is estimated to have spread like the wind at a glance, and it has spread rapidly throughout the entire Beiming land.

And the two ghost kings in front of him, as well as the dying ghost Xiao Heitian.

Zhu Xiongying's gaze fell on Wang Zhen and Murong Li.

These two guys appeared at this time, not just to determine whether Baili Changfeng was really alive, nor just to show favor to Guiyun Zang Sword and repair the relationship between them.

But.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the ghost black sky.

For this ghostly black sky.

This Ghost Black Heaven strength has already stepped into the Immortal First Realm, if he returns to the Ghost Mountain this time, after recovering from his injuries, he will definitely be able to stabilize the Immortal First Realm, which is extremely harmful to both the First Sword Saint Sect and the Skyfall Sword Sect.

After all, the most hated thing in the Ghost Hole was the Three Great Sword Sects.

Therefore, it would be great to be able to extinguish the Ghost Ray Black Sky here, and let the Ghost Hole lose an arm.

I won't find such a good time in the future.

"Sister Wang Zhen, you said that this little Baili is still so gentle, the old man really can't figure it out, with his temperament, how to achieve that generation of sword gods, and how to cultivate the sword to the peak."

Murong Li pinched his beard and said with emotion.

A swordsman, a sword that is exquisite.

The sword must be killed.

"He's like that, did you know him the first day?"

The old woman Wang Zhen's voice was hoarse, and she also smiled.

"In the final analysis, Xiao Baili is still too kind-hearted, if it is an old man, under this sword, the black sky is already gone, why do you and I need to spend such effort."

Murong Li looked at the ghost black sky that was protected by the two ghost kings, and his eyes were full of awe-inspiring sword energy.

"A sword."

A word.

The moment his words came out.

The qi between heaven and earth is all attracted.

I saw a huge and incomparably sharp sword gathered by sword qi appear in the air.

The tip of the sword is pointing at the ghost black sky.

And the old woman Wang Zhen raised her hand and pressed it, and the void that had already been sealed was strengthened again, and the coercion of the Immortal First Realm was completely locked, and no one could leave.

No matter how the two Ghost Ghost Kings tried, they couldn't break through the void and leave, so they could only watch Murong Li's sword that was about to fall on the Ghost Black Heaven.

"Everyone in the world says that you old monster is the first realm, old guy, you finally can't hide it today."

Ghost Xiao Heitian drooped his eyes, and looked away from the two ghost kings beside him, with the meaning of a battle in his eyes.

"Come, old horseman!"

Not far away, Zhu Xiongying, who was sitting on his feet, was speechless in his heart when he heard Murong Li's words.

I thought to myself, is this Lao Tzu not wanting to cut him?

That's what Lao Tzu can't cut!

Thanks to the wisp of sword soul left by this hundred miles of wind, he can cut out two swords, if he can only cut out one sword, he will already send it.

"Little master, there is a strong breath coming."

At this time, Teacher Cang's voice sounded in Zhu Xiongying's ears.