The evil qi swept overwhelmed, obscuring the starlight, and the increasingly strong demi-saint coercion overwhelmed Wang Ping.

At this moment, a brilliant sword light pierced the night, splitting the evil qi, and an old and majestic voice came from afar.

"Evil demons, dare to deceive me."

Wang Ping only felt that the coercion on his body was gone, and he looked up at the air, thousands of half-saints in white robes and white hair, stepping on a long river of sword qi, and the sword came.

The sword qi and the evil qi each occupied half of the sky, and in the evil qi, a figure slowly appeared, dressed in a black robe, with a red beard and red hair, holding a blood-drinking long knife, like a hellish Shura.

The eyes of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints were blazing, and he shouted coldly: "The red-haired ghost He Teng, dare to haunt around my True Martial Arts Palace." ”

The man with red hair let out a rude laugh: "Who should I be, it turned out to be Han Qianjue, you are an old immortal, and I may still be afraid of three points if I were someone else, as for you, it's just a chicken and a dog." ”

"This place is only 10,000 miles away from the Xue Palace, and the powerhouses of the Holy Realm in the Xue Palace will arrive in a blink of an eye, and today, you will be awarded the head here!" The sword qi of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints surged around him, and he shouted loudly.

The figure of He Teng, who was called the red-haired ghost He Teng, was called a red-haired ghost by a thousand absolute half-saints, and smiled disdainfully when he heard this: "I want to see how long you can drag me, a ninth-order half-saint, a seventh-order half-saint who is about to reach the limit, kill you, and I will kill that kid again." ”

An evil knife came out of its sheath, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the evil clouds were all integrated into it, and the red-haired ghost He Teng slashed out towards the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints.

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints looked at the swept sword light, his face was calm, and he said indifferently to Wang Ping on the ground: "Ping'er, I will let you see the ephemera sword path of the teacher today, and after watching you watch the sword, you will regret it." ”

After speaking, with a wave of his hand, a white jade holy sword appeared in his hand, and the jade sword was white, floating to meet the attacking sword light.

When Wang Ping heard what the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints said, he didn't have time to think about the ingredients that ridiculed him, and his eyes were full of worry staring at the gradually distant battlefield in the sky.

Although the tone of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints was relaxed, Wang Ping knew that the gap between the seventh-order half-saint and the ninth-order half-saint did not seem to be large, but the real situation was even greater than the difference between the Earth Extreme Realm and the Heavenly Extreme Realm, not to mention that the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints were already old and their blood and qi were dry, so I was afraid that the situation was not optimistic.

It seemed to confirm Wang Ping's thoughts, and in the sky, the sword qi and the sword qi were intertwined. But the two were evenly matched from the beginning, until the sword qi gradually became scarce, and after a while, a white-clothed figure retreated out and glided in the air before standing up again.

"If I were twenty years younger, I would be able to resist at least ten more moves," the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints laughed to themselves.

"Ping'er, you have to be optimistic about the future, and you have to be serious for the teacher."

After the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints said this, the originally cloudy eyes instantly emitted a brilliant holy radiance, and the rickety body straightened up little by little, and the momentum of the whole body became stronger and stronger, and finally overpowered the red-haired ghost He Teng, who was a ninth-order half-saint.

He Teng looked at the powerful Thousand Peerless Half-Saints, and scolded angrily: "Dead madman, you actually burned the Holy Soul and Holy Blood, after this battle, you will definitely die." ”

The sword aura was vigorous, blowing the white holy robe of a thousand peerless half-saints, at this moment, he was a peerless sword saint, and he had reached the top of his life.

"Old ghost, I have been a sword master for a hundred years, and I will test your sword today."

With the jade sword in hand, the momentum of the whole person of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints increased by three points.

"A Day's Mayfly Dream"

The sword light illuminated the heavens and the earth, stabbing Wang Ping to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that in the sky, the red-haired ghost He Teng had already fled with the evil clouds.

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saint Robe was flawless, and walked towards Wang Ping step by step from the void.

Seeing this, Wang Ping hurriedly rushed over with excitement on his face, and was about to speak. The face of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints suddenly changed, and he turned pale in an instant. With a wave of his hand, he released a holy qi, enveloping Wang Ping, and the two disappeared in place together.

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Wang Ping's eyes were dark, and when the light was restored in front of him, he was already looking at the familiar Baiqi Holy Tree.

Without waiting for Wang Ping to come back to his senses, the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints on the side took the lead in smiling and said:

"Ping'er, did you see the ephemera sword path of the teacher just now?"

"Master Zun Kendo is mysterious, which opens the eyes of the disciples." Wang Ping praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Then are you willing to inherit the kendo of the teacher?" The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints looked at Wang Ping with a little expectation in their eyes.

Wang Ping hesitated, just smiled, and didn't say much.

"Alas, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

"How did Master know that I was in danger? And rushed thousands of miles away to rescue the disciple? Wang Ping took the opportunity to change the topic and asked.

"On the jade sword that the teacher handed over to you, there is a spiritual imprint of mine, as soon as you use it, I know that something is wrong, so I rushed to save you, but I didn't expect your kid to provoke an evil demi-saint.

I've already summoned the Academy, and the Academy's palace will soon send someone to hunt it down, but it's you, tell me how you provoked such a person. ”

Wang Ping thought about it for a while, and told the thousand and half saints about everything except the mysterious stones on his body.

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints sighed after hearing this.

"In the School Palace, especially in my Ancient God Department, most of the disciples are from the major market realms, and they are mixed, and it is inevitable that there will be people like Ling Feng. The disciples of the School Palace went out for trials, and three or five months was considered ordinary, you said that Ling Fengkeng killed several Tianjiao disciples, presumably the School Palace should have been aware of it, but he met you in advance, but he cleaned up the portal for the School Palace. ”

When Wang Ping heard this, he thought of Ling Feng's face that was crazy for cultivation resources, and he felt a little resentful of it in his heart.

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints sensed his thoughts, and said helplessly: "How the disciples at all levels manage and how to allocate cultivation resources are all stipulated by the upper echelons of the Academy, even if I don't have the strength to participate in it. If you feel that it is unfair in your heart, wait until you have enough strength to change it yourself. ”

Seeing that the scene was a little delicate for a while, he changed the topic.

"Speaking of which, you have been blessed by misfortune, not only have you cultivated to break through to the Heavenly Extreme Realm, but you have also cultivated into a pseudo-fire spirit holy body. Looks like you have secrets I don't know. The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints looked at Wang Ping and chuckled.

"Don't worry, everyone has their own secrets, the teacher is not interested in your secrets, but I hope you will take it as a warning in the future, you need to know that you know people and faces, you don't know your heart, if you encounter danger in the future, you will not be able to help you anymore."

Wang Ping suddenly felt uneasy when he heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Why is the master unwilling to help the disciple, the disciple will get into trouble in the future, but the master still needs to take action." ”

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints waved their hands, looked up at the Baiqi Sacred Tree, and showed a look of remembrance.

"As a teacher, he is a person who is coming, and today's battle has exhausted his vitality, and the limit is today."

"Master ......"

"You don't have to blame yourself, in my life, at the age of forty, I broke the fish dragon, at the age of eighty became a half-saint, and then for a hundred years, I have been participating in the ephemite swordsmanship, but alas, until today, I did not understand the true meaning of the mayfly swordsmanship.

The mayfly, one day is a lifetime, I practice the mayfly sword, is to exhaust my life in exchange for the glory of today's battle, the seventh-order half-saint is better than the ninth-order half-saint, even he did not do it back then.

It's a pity that after the glory, there is eternal silence, maybe I understood this truth decades in the morning, and I can still be reborn in the midst of disillusionment, and now, everything is too late. "A thousand half-saints are here.

"Master, there must be a way, since you have realized the Great Dao, there must be a way to continue to live." Wang Ping said excitedly.

The Thousand Absolute Half-Saints just shook their heads lightly.

"The matter of life and death, the teacher has long looked down on it, but it is a pity that no one can pass on my sword, no matter what, the time is also fate."

Speaking of this, the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints looked at Wang Ping and continued: "Now that you have cultivated the Fire Spirit Holy Body by mistake, what are your plans in the future, do you continue to choose the path to Gang Yang and go all the way, or do you have other ideas?" ”

When Wang Ping heard this, he knew that the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints were on his deathbed, and he wanted to give him one last guidance on his practice, so he suppressed the grief in his heart and thought about it seriously.

"Master, the disciple plans to take the path of the five elements and evolve chaos, and cultivate the legendary supreme physique, the five elements chaos body." Wang Ping said what he thought in his heart.

Hearing this, the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints nodded slightly, and said softly: "The Five Elements Avenue, each of which alone is the road to heaven, and the five elements are one, but it is difficult to climb to the sky." ”

Wang Ping thought that the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints thought that he was too ambitious, and was about to explain, but unexpectedly heard him continue:

"However, since you told the teacher that you chose this path, the teacher will support you to take this path."

With a wave of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saint Sacred Robes, a blue ice crystal appeared in his hand.

"This is the source of the water spirit, and the source of the fire spirit you have refined is the same as the innate spirit object, and it has not been used since the teacher got it, since you want to impact the five elements chaos body, this source of the water spirit will be given to you."

"Thank you, Master." Wang Ping, who was a little stunned, took over the source of the water spirit and put it away.

The holy light flashed, and another jade sword appeared in the hand of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints, which was his weapon, the Mayfly Holy Sword.

"This sword, if you have the opportunity in the future, you will hand him over to Zhuang Lingxiao on my behalf, just say that the old man entrusted it, and he will understand."

"The master of the village? Why did the master know the master of the village, and why did he ask me to hand over the sword to him? Wang Ping asked suspiciously.

"These things, you will understand when you meet him in the future, and there is no need to ask more."

After speaking, he handed a Qiankun bag to Wang Ping.

"This is the little cultivation resource I have saved over the years, and it should be enough for you to cultivate before the half-saint."

Wang Ping wanted to refuse, but when he saw the unquestioning gaze of the Thousand Absolute Half-Saints, he had to obediently put it away.

After doing all this, step by step, he slowly walked under the Baiqi Holy Tree, stretched out his hand and stroked the vigorous trunk, and didn't know what he was talking to himself.

In a battle with the red-haired ghost He Teng, he burned out the holy blood of the Holy Soul before he unleashed that amazing sword, which was supported by a thought, but at this moment, everything has been arranged, and that wisp of thought has reached the moment of dissipation.

The rickety body and the wide robe turned into fluorescence in Wang Ping's eyes little by little, dissipating, as if mayflies bloomed their short lives. The fluorescence flew towards the sky, passing through the white leaves of the Baiqi Sacred Tree, and the whole sacred tree seemed to feel sad and rustling.

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