Qing Ce, who had been unfathomable just now, stood up suddenly, his eyes wide, his fingers pointing to the stage, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

"Qing Ce, have you counted this?"

Zhang Wendao stopped laughing and opened his mouth to repeat, at the same time, the bruised wounds on his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and on the pierced wound, a wisp of crimson sword intent was slowly forced out, and then the flesh and blood squirmed. In just two breaths, there was no trace of injury except for the torn hole in his clothes.

His figure is not imaginary, as if he is not completely in this world, and the aura on his body is not as majestic as Xiang Tai'a on the other side, but a little ethereal. Most of the people in the audience didn't know what was going on, but the Qing Zi Junior and the Sword Pavilion Sword Master understood what this meant.

I saw Xiang Tai'a roaring with a hideous face: "Impossible, you can't break through the hole, your Changsheng Bridge was interrupted by my own hands, no one can recast the Changsheng Bridge, no!" ”

Lao Dao couldn't stand the itchy sound of the Heavenly Spirit Gai, stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers, and a transparent energy struck towards the opposite side, silently, just making a trace of ripples appear in the air.

Bang, Xiang Tai'a's body burst into flames, and he took four or five steps backwards to block the blow. At the same time, the whole person also calmed down. Said angrily

"You've already taken that step, why are you still tempting me, what do you want to do!"

"I only have a half-hung apprentice, I don't have such a strong family background as you, and I am in charge of teaching small lives to open the way, and I am a great master to grasp numerology. I can only see if you are as I guessed, but I didn't expect you to really be on the road, the sword master. ”

Zhang Wendao said it as a matter of course.

At this moment, an old hoarse voice came from Qing Ce's mouth:

"Sword Master, do you remember the ancestral notes in the Sword Shrine?"

At this point, he stopped abruptly and was silent again. The people present were confused.

Li Tianxin said what is wrong with this old man, and it will explode if he says another word?

But I saw that the sword master's originally defeated dog-like demeanor suddenly turned sharply, and his eyes gradually lit up. Yes, yes.

"Hahaha, little thing, scheming with me here. I clearly remember that the codex left by several ancestors I sent was clearly written that the last step of this Void Breaking Sword God was to ascend the Immortal Bridge, and this was even more related to the future immortal path. ”

I saw that Xiang Tai'a had a hideous and tyrannical smile on her face, as if she was about to overflow:

"I only heard that there are people who can't withstand the coercion on the bridge of eternal life, and they see God fail and die. You waste who doesn't even have steps, how dare you mess with my Dao heart! ”

Before the heart fell, the whole person had already burst out, and the anger was monstrous, and he went straight to Zhang Wendao.

"As long as you are not broken, Lao Tzu will eat you today!"

Xiang Tai'a's patience has been completely exhausted, and there have been so many twists and turns in the layout of the past thirty years, which makes him feel disgraced and very unsuccessful. But fortunately, there is no danger, and at this time, he is very grateful to the cautious self back then.

He had already thought that he must carry out this prudence. When he was enlightened, he climbed the bridge of eternal life. Embark on the path of immortality. Nothing has happened today.

He is Xiang Tai'a, a sword master who is as humble as jade, not a madman. Zhang Wendao This apostate fell into the devil's way. Dare to slaughter my Sword Pavilion, and break through with the power of great sorrow. Kill this man and his gangsters, and sacrifice the soul of my Sword Pavilion!

Naturally, if Li knew what he was thinking, he would be shocked, how could the young master be so deeming, thank you for being so worried.

The flames on his body became hotter and hotter, and suddenly, a trace of blood appeared in it. This trace of blood continued to spread around, and before it rushed to Zhang Wendao's approach, the momentum of his body was already as if he had been watered with countless blood, with a red aura in the viscosity!

Enchanted! Everyone present was in a state of confusion. Some timid disciples had quietly retreated and were ready to run away. The sword master is the sword master, but the sword master who has fallen into the devil will only be sharper than others when he kills.

Zhang Wendao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Heh, I can't help but be funny than before." ”

Just stood straight and straight, watching the blood rush towards him, with no intention of dodging.

Xiang Tai'a only had Zhang Wendao in his eyes, his consciousness was very clear, and he knew that he was enchanted. But I was also pleasantly surprised to find that this demonic qi seemed to be afraid of the low eyebrows in the dantian, and it was actually just wandering around the limbs. Don't dare to invade the inner spiritual platform!

The demonic qi will actually look out of place because he is not perverted enough.

As the people got closer, the grin, which almost reached the root of their ears, became more and more hideous. That's not the junior brother, it's not Zhang Wendao, his Immortal Bridge, knocking on the Immortal Pass!

However, he slowly felt that something was wrong again, this feeling had been experienced many times today, he hated it incomparably, and the demonic intent in his eyes was even more turbulent and raging. His red eyes were almost dripping blood.

He stopped where Zhang Wendao was less than a foot away, and stopped in the air, no matter how hard he tried, how he urged, and even took the initiative to accept the demonic qi. As a result, nothing has changed.

On one side was a thick blood-colored demonic aura that obscured the vision. On the other hand, it is not real at all, and it seems to be a mystery that is not real. This power is worlds apart from both sight and perception, but it is maintained so clearly, and no matter how Xiang Tai'a acts, he can't make any further progress.

"The ancestors are right, I can't climb the Changsheng Bridge, and I can't knock on the immortal gate, but the ancestors didn't tell you."

At this moment, Zhang Wendao was just like Xiang Tai'a when he saw him for the first time, with joy at the corners of his lips and a smile on his eyebrows, he stretched out his right hand, and stretched out his slender five fingers towards Xiang Tai'a's coarse linen clothes. Except for the almost imperceptible, rippling circles of spatial oscillation. The waves are not exciting, without a trace of strength.

"I will die if I fail to see God, but I will die, this huge Bai Yujing, you haven't found it yet, but I'm already under the city. Even half a foot has already stepped into this city, senior brother, do you guess if I can beat you to death with this half step! ”

As the word of death fell, the outstretched hand had already grasped the placket of Xiang Tai'a's clothes. His face was full of horror, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and his heart was already dead.

The space within a radius of ten zhang has been imprisoned by the great divine power of the Void, whether it is the dust and rubble that is raised, or the menacing Xiang Tai'a, or even the monstrous demonic flames emitted from his body, they are actually so alive and still.

Zhang Wendao grabbed the placket of the coarse linen clothes, stretched out his index finger and lightly touched his chest, and spit out a word softly in his mouth

"Go"

I saw that the surrounding space shrank suddenly, and all the breath was pressed back, and then with a "buzz", the sword master flew out of the shackles of the coarse linen clothes like an arrow from the string, and crashed into the sky-catching giant sword at a speed that no one could see, passing through the sword stone without hindrance, embedded in it and disappeared.

Zhang Wendao landed beside Li Tianzhi and threw the coarse linen clothes in his hand at him

"Put it away"

Immediately after, he spoke to the people of the Sword Pavilion who had not yet recovered their senses

"People don't die, but they won't be able to come out for decades, if you don't want to be swallowed by demonic energy, stay away from him, don't think about saving him, he can bear it, you can't."

After speaking, he grabbed Li and naturally flew towards the giant sword.