When Yan Chixia heard this, her heart was shocked.

He glanced at Li Daoxuan deeply, showed gratitude, and saluted him.

"Thank you for your advice!"

In the last sword, Li Daoxuan deliberately won with uneven sword intent, and used Xu Qingxuan's sword path to defeat Yan Chixia, saving the face of Wanshou Palace and giving Yan Chixia a hope.

The reason why you lost was because your own cultivation was not yet at home, not because the sword path of the Wanshou Palace was not good.

"Hahaha!"

Xu Qingxuan's hearty laughter sounded again, and he stood up tremblingly, holding the ground with his sword, his white hair fluttering.

"Li boy, you have a heart."

"Chixia, the sword path of my Wanshou Palace is passed down by Heavenly Master Xu Xun, cultivating to the peak, slashing the big demon and the dragon down, it is enough to lift the xia and ascend, and become an immortal!"

"You have done a good job, but you have met a genius like Li Xiaozi who has not been encountered in a thousand years, unless the ancestor descends to earth, who in the world can beat him?"

Yan Chixia looked at the body that was obviously only in his sixties, and was already older than ordinary people, and her eyes couldn't help but redden.

"Phew, what are you crying about, my generation of sword cultivators, born between heaven and earth, died between heaven and earth, but I want to be worthy of my heart, why is there any sorrow?"

These words were generous and heroic, and the brave sword heart in them was even more wanton and arrogant than the snow.

"Senior Dade."

Li Daoxuan opened the white umbrella, shook off the snowflakes on it, looked at Xu Qingxuan quietly with a pair of clear eyes, and the red marks on his eyebrows opened slightly, and he had seen the deadline of Xu senior.

Three days, he only has three days.

Xu Qingxuan laughed and said: "When others say this, the old man only thinks he is farting, but you kid is a person who is about to become an immortal, you can be praised, comfortable!" ”

With that, he slowly pulled out the Ten Thousand Divine Sword.

Inch by inch sword qi gushed, and his swaying body became straight little by little, and in the end, the whole person was like a divine sword that reached the sky and the earth.

The white hair is like a sword spike, and the eyes are like sword light.

"Master!"

Yan Chixia seemed to understand what the master wanted to do, and the seven-foot man finally couldn't help shedding tears.

This time, Xu Qingxuan did not scold him as usual, but showed a trace of tenderness in his sharp eyes.

"Chixia, you know that as a teacher, it is better to die in battle than to wait for death with a sigh of hanging."

He pointed at Zhang Qianyang and laughed: "Old guy, we have quarreled and fought for a lifetime, and finally accompany me to fight, how about it?" ”

Zhang Qianyang's eyes were red, and he smiled and scolded while taking out the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword.

"You old thing, I knew that Ning Yan chose me back then, and you would be jealous for the rest of your life."

"Phew, who's jealous of you, old fellow!"

"Admit it, you're just jealous, old thing!"

The two of them scolded for a while, and then stepped forward suddenly, the two swords collided, rubbing brilliant sparks, and the sound of gold and iron became louder and louder.

In this battle, both of them fought extremely seriously, and neither of them left their hands.

Xu Qingxuan squeezed out the last trace of vitality, every white hair was blown upside down by the sword qi, and the ten thousand divine swords were brilliant, comparing the sun in the sky.

Zhang Qianyang was surrounded by the surging Tiangang Qi, after he became a Heavenly Master, although his cultivation was delayed because of tedious things, he was about to enter the late stage of the Yang God, and his understanding of the Tiangang Demon Suppression Array was more incisive.

The three inches under your feet are like the eyes of heaven and earth, and you can get the blessing of immeasurable Gang Qi to eliminate demons and subdue demons!

One green and one yellow, two sword shadows are constantly intertwined in the air, like two vertical and horizontal lightning, and the escaping sword qi will cut the mountains, rivers, grass and trees out of the Dao sword marks, and the West River next to it is constantly exploding, rising up to the sky.

The fluctuation of the battle between the two yang gods made Yan Chixia feel pressure, and her body retreated again and again, and finally even used the defensive sword move in Heaven and Earth Wuji, so that she could finally watch this battle.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw that Li Daoxuan was still standing there quietly with an umbrella, letting the wind and snow fall, but those fierce sword qi disappeared ten zhang away.

I couldn't even blow up my robe.

Half an hour later, the battle was finally decided.

The divine sword in Xu Qingxuan's hand was urged to the extreme, and it actually manifested seventy-two dragon phantoms, roaring and flying, tearing apart Zhang Qianyang's body protection qi, and crashing into the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword.

These Jiaolong phantoms are all the evil Jiao that Heavenly Master Xu Xun had killed back then, so this sword is called the Jiao Divine Sword by the Daomen.

Although Xu Qingxuan ran out of oil and dried up and his state was not as usual, his spirit burst out with incredible light, which resonated deeply with this sword and inspired the deepest power of the Ten Thousand Divine Sword.

Rumble!

Zhang Qianyang fell from the sky and took seven steps on the snow before he could barely stabilize his figure, and the Taiyi Thunder Wood Sword in his hand was trembling slightly.

He looked at Xu Qingxuan for the first time.

Xu Qingxuan was also looking at him, the pair of young friends, their eyes met in the wind and snow.

"Old fellow, did you lose?"

Xu Qingxuan supported the ground with his sword, his white hair fluttered, and the whole person seemed to be a hundred years old, but his eyes were still sharp.

Zhang Qianyang's voice was choked up.

"Lost, my apprentice won your apprentice, but I didn't expect me, who is a master, to lose to you."

Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan laughed three times, the sound shook the world, and he was happy, and then his white hair fell down, and he closed his eyes little by little, but his body still stood straight.

The tiger is still dead.

The sky-high sword qi finally dispersed, and the snowflakes fell and fell on his white hair and robe, looking from afar, like an old snowman.

Yan Chixia held back her tears and knelt down silently and kowtowed.

He didn't cry, because he knew that Master was the most heroic and didn't like such a child.

Longyou County, in the Wanshou Palace.

Sect Leader Wu Qiubai's eyes were red, and he led all the disciples to kneel and kowtow in the direction of the West River, and sprinkled a bowl of spirits.

Of the thirty-four disciples who had followed him in the Battle of Chiyou half a year ago, only eight remained, and half of them were disabled and could not be healed for the rest of their lives.

Even the head of the sect, Wu Qiubai, also added a lot of gray hair.

The top of their heads is the plaque of the Wanshou Palace, and the word Wanshou is like an iron hook silver painting, heroic and atmospheric.

However, there is no longevity in the Longevity Palace, and the so-called longevity is just a beautiful vision.

……

At the moment when Xu Qingxuan's breath was completely cut off, three spiritual lights flew out from the top of his head, which were his three souls of heaven, earth and man.

The earth soul dissipates, the human soul escapes into reincarnation, and the heavenly soul returns to the sky.

In a flash of ghostly light, the human soul has left the yang world and escaped into the netherworld, even if it is a yang god powerhouse like him, after death, he will still be blinded by the laws of heaven and become muddy.

Only by becoming an immortal can one retain a trace of true spirit after death.

However, even if it is an immortal, if you go to reincarnation, you may also wear out your soul, be infected by the breath of red dust, and your Dao heart will be covered with dust.

Reincarnation is all by providence, I don't know when I was born, I don't know where I was born, and even if I find it, I am already another person.

A heroic and heroic general in the previous life, he may be a cowardly and timid coward in the next life, and an upright and kind person in the previous life may also become greedy and black-bellied in the next life.

All in all, once you enter reincarnation, everything is full of uncertainty, unless it is the reincarnation of an immortal, you can maintain a trace of true spirit immortality, and ensure that it will not grow crooked.

The earth soul dissipated, the human soul escaped into the netherworld, and just when the heavenly soul was about to return to the sky, Li Daoxuan finally moved.

As soon as his hand was loosened, the white umbrella automatically floated up, hanging down wisps of fairy light, blocking the sun, and suppressing the heavenly soul in the world.

Yes, he didn't intend to sit back and watch this venerable senior die, if he didn't meet him, he would have to try to do something.

Otherwise, what is the use of cultivating this body?

To become an immortal is to jump out of the world, indulge as you like, can bless relatives and friends, and have a smooth mind, if you are indifferent to see your friends die in front of you, then what does it mean to be an immortal?

Seeing Li Daoxuan make a move and forcibly rob Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul, Yan Chixia and Zhang Qianyang were shocked.

"In vain!"

"National Teacher!"

Both shouted at the same time, but the emotions contained were different.

Yan Chixia burst out of a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation, and Zhang Qianyang was full of worries about Li Daoxuan while he was hopeful.

As the Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, he naturally knew the danger of this move, which was against the heavens and would inevitably lead to heavenly punishment!

Sure enough, the next moment, the day was like night, the thunderclouds were rolling, and the wind roared as if to warn Li Daoxuan to remove the white umbrella and let go of the heavenly soul.

Thunderbolts of purple or gold, white or green brewed in the clouds, enveloping the power of a radius of hundreds of miles, and the huge pressure made Zhang Qianyang, a powerhouse of the Yang God Realm, tremble.

This time the heavenly punishment was even more powerful than the last time Li Daoxuan rescued Sun Simiao, as if God knew that this person was not easy to mess with, so the power of heavenly punishment was increased a lot.

Bang!

Tiny thunderbolts fell, slashing at the trees beside Li Daoxuan, igniting flames and white smoke.

The thunder punishment has not yet fallen, these thunders are just a trace of energy escaping, and you can imagine the extent of the power of the thunder at this moment.

Li Daoxuan's long body was jade, his robe fluttered, and there was no trace of fear on his white jade-like face, which was quite like a grandmaster's bearing.

He stared at the rolling thunderclouds overhead, and his dark eyes showed a look of dismay.

"Poor Dao advises you not to ask for hardship, Xu Qingxuan's heavenly soul, I will protect it."

Bang!

The thunderclouds trembled, and they looked extremely angry, but they did not fall for a long time, and they seemed to be afraid.

This scene shocked Yan Chixia's heart, and she almost doubted her eyes.

He was not mistaken, the national teacher threatened the heavens, and then the heavens turned out to be ...... Hesitant?

At least those thunderclouds had a brief pause, and although the thunder sounded, it just didn't dare to fall, just wandered through the dark clouds.

"Don't return yet, do you really want to toast and not eat and drink?"

Li Daoxuan waved his sleeves, and the dragon yin sword box flew out, fell to the ground and opened automatically.

Boom!

A divine and brilliant golden sword qi rushed into the sky, emitting a dragon-like sword roar, and the sword qi was so strong that it dyed the dark clouds in the sky into red gold.

The Xuanyuan Sword is ready to attack, ready to obey the orders of the sword master, fight with the sky, and smash those thunderclouds.

The power of humanity in Huanghuang mobilizes the luck of the whole world, the lights of thousands of homes, millions of soldiers, emperors and generals, and mountains and rivers......

The thunder penalty issued a final warning, as if to send down divine thunder.

Zhang Qianyang was a little anxious and said, "Apprentice, are you really sure?" ”

Li Daoxuan smiled faintly, and his calm voice was full of pride.

"It's okay, this is the world."

Rumble~

As these words sounded, the thunderclouds in the sky trembled, and finally dissipated like clouds and rain.

The sky is blue and the sun is shining on the earth.

The world is picturesque, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent.

…… (End of chapter)