The rolling waves stir up countless splashes, turning into mist that envelops the sea, swirling with the wind, causing the temperature to drop dramatically.

The moss on the reef was stripped by the waves, and the fat sea beast had already dived to the bottom of the sea.

The iron sword walked towards the depths of the West Continent.

The mist grew bigger and bigger, gradually meeting the clouds in the sky, the sunlight was blocked behind, and the sky and the earth were overcast.

Iron swords flying at high speed between stormy seas are hard to spot.

Su Qingming looked at the depths of Xizhou and said to Shen Yunhai: "If there is something, throw the cat." ”

The black cat glanced at Su Qingming and meowed.

It was not expressing dissatisfaction, but issuing a warning to Su Qingming.

Even if there is a mist and clouds and waves, if it passes like this, it will still be discovered by the other party.

Hiding cats and cats, of course, cats are the best at this kind of thing.

Su Qingming knew that what it said was reasonable, and said to Shen Yunhai to sit firmly.

The iron sword descended from the sky and plunged headlong into the tumbling water.

The sea is full of water, and the resistance is extremely high.

Su Qingming sat at the front of the iron sword, raised his right hand and pointed forward, and a soft and clear sword intent emanated from his fingertips.

The high-speed oncoming sea water was like a hard stone wall, but for some reason, when it encountered that sword intent, it became extremely soft, accompanied by countless low, thunderous explosions, and separated a path by itself.

When he walked through the dead and silent ice field, Su Qingming was in the same posture.

It's just that at that time, he used the Heavenly Sword Peak's Heavenly Sword Technique, and today he uses another one.

Looking at this scene, Shen Yunhai was surprised.

Uncle Shi even passed on the Heavenly Sword Peak's Heavenly Sword to himself, of course he could accept the Chaolai Sword Technique that Uncle Shi understood in other peaks, but Uncle Shi's sword technique was inevitably too good.

The tide came and went, and the low thunder roared, and the sea parted like a tide, forming a transparent wall of water around the iron sword.

All sorts of fish and seaweed retreat at high speed, turning into countless lines of different colors, and occasionally you can see the huge, blank eyes of sea beasts in the distance.

The black iron sword carried the two people and a cat at high speed at the bottom of the West Continent, I don't know how long it took, the speed of the iron sword gradually slowed down, and the sound of thunder fell silent.

Countless huge black pillars appeared in the distant water, looking like whales standing upright.

The black pillars are actually the part of the floating island that is submerged in the sea.

This is not Penglai Divine Island, but the Xizhou Islands.

To this day, this archipelago in the depths of Xizhou is still nominally owned by the Jiaolong clan, but it was robbed as a mountain gate by the sword master of Xizhou many years ago.

The iron sword stopped in the distance outside the Xizhou Islands, without any sound, and continued to sink like truncated wood until it reached the very deep bottom of the sea.

It's dark and you can't see anything.

Su Qingming looked up, a touch of sword fire appeared in his pupils, and he saw the blue sky.

Shen Yunhai's current realm is also quite profound, learning from his uncle's method to wash his eyes with sword fire, and his vision finally penetrates the darkness in front of him and sees the distant sea.

When viewed from the dark bottom of the sea, the distant sea is like a sapphire, which is extremely beautiful.

Of course, that sapphire could also be the sky.

There are numerous cracks in the surface of the sapphire.

It was hundreds of white air currents in the sky, and lines in the sea.

The lines were made up of bubbles, miles long, slowly dissipating.

Shen Yunhai looked up at this magnificent and magical scene, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and even forgot that he was in the sea.

Is this the trace left by those two kendo powerhouses in heaven and earth?

Immediately afterward, another sword light fell from an extremely high place, and there was no sound.

Countless extremely deep cracks appeared on the surface of Xizhou, the deepest of which was about hundreds of zhang, and it was already very close to the position of the iron sword.

Such a soft sea water seemed to change its nature before these sword lights, and it seemed to be viscous countless times.

You must know that this is only the slightest leak, and you can imagine how terrifying the true power of those sword lights is.

Shen Yunhai had seen the battle between the Emperor of the Underworld and the Canglong in the palace of Chang'an City.

That battle was a battle between gods and souls, although it was mysterious, in terms of momentum, it was far inferior to the two flying swords in the air at this time.

The sword light slashed through the stratus clouds, the sea was uneven, and a round of morning sun in the distance rose and fell in the middle of it, illuminating the sea water a little.

Shen Yunhai saw countless dead fish, and even saw the corpses of several small whales in the distance slowly sinking.

He couldn't help but look at Su Qingming, his expression a little nervous.

He had already vaguely guessed that the two peerless powerhouses should be the Xizhou Sword Saint and the Departure Yuan of the Valley.

The question is what Uncle Shi brought himself here for?

The battle between the strong people of the Void is not something that everyone has the opportunity to witness with their own eyes, and it is an extremely rare opportunity for any cultivator.

The problem is that this place is at the bottom of the sea, so close to the battlefield of the two powerhouses, what if a sword light falls on his own people?

If Uncle Shi wants to help Liyuan, what can we help with our ability?

Shen Yunhai subconsciously glanced down at the black cat in his arms.

At this moment, the sea suddenly fell silent.

Countless things like gravel fell into the sea from a high altitude, like a torrential rain, drawing countless extremely thin lines in the sea.

Immediately after that, someone fell into the sea.

The man remained motionless, his gray hair undulating with the current, like seaweed, and then gradually stained red with blood.

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Everyone is the protagonist in their own life story.

It's just that some stories are comedies, some are tragedies, some are very literary, some are very mother-in-law, some are very hot-blooded, and some are legendary. If someone feels that they are the protagonist of a larger story, then there must be something different about him, such as being born very good-looking, having a particularly good family background, or having an outstanding talent, or having a different experience.

Shi Pu feels that he is the protagonist, and it is based on these truths.

He Jinyin also thinks so.

In the spiritual world, he was known for his good fortune, and even now knowing that there was a truth behind these good fortunes did not affect his opinion.

There is such a dear aunt, he is not the protagonist, who is?

Since he is the protagonist, he must participate in the story, not be an audience, let alone stay away from the scene and follow any red dust.

The journey from Xiaocheng Temple to the Hanging Temple was not completed, he disobeyed Yang Liu's wishes, quietly went to Xizhou, disguised himself as a fisherman, and drove a boat deep into Xizhou, waiting to appear in the big story that was about to happen.

He is not a good name or a good person, but this matter started in Xiaocheng Temple, two friends got acquainted because of him, and it was a plan set by his own parents, so dangerous, how could he leave it alone?

He floated on Xizhou in a fishing boat for a long time, and did not dare to approach the Xizhou Islands, nor did he dare to get too close to the battlefield, so as not to arouse the suspicion of some people.

Early this morning, two sword lights appeared without warning, shattering the morning light.

The battle between Xizhou Sword Master and Liyuan began.

The heavens and the earth change color, and the sea gives birth to huge waves.

In an instant, his fishing boat was scattered by the waves and sank to the bottom of the sea.

He Jinyin didn't dare to fly, holding a wooden plank, floating in the endless waves.

He felt the two majestic and terrifying sword intents in the sky, and felt like an ant floating on the water.

It was only at this time that he figured out that the cultivation world respects the strong, and the real protagonist can only be the real strong.

He is not qualified to be the protagonist in this story.

However, he didn't think that he would have the ability to participate in the operation to kill the Juggernaut, he just wanted to come and see if there was anything he could do to help.

As for how to help him, he didn't know, in fact, until now, he didn't understand what that simple plan meant.

The sea water kept washing over his body, making his mind a little confused.

Liyuan has already made a move, is it the last step of the Demon Suppression Division or the Tang Dynasty Tianzicheng? Did the two of them get exposed? When are they going to escape? He thought about these things, and suddenly noticed that the waves in front of him had become smaller.

When the wind disappears, it is the blue sea and blue sky.

He Jinyin looked up at the sky.

A figure descended from the extremely high void.

A moment later, another figure fell from the void.

The two figures fell into the sea one after another, splashing a small and inconspicuous splash, and gradually sank to the bottom of the sea.

Farther away, in the direction of the Xizhou Islands, dozens of sword lights faintly lit up.

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Looking out to sea from the pitch black seabed is like looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.

That sky was out of reach for frogs, but the people in the sky also spotted it in the shadows at the bottom of the well.

The iron sword rested at the bottom of the sea, and no one could find its trace.

I don't know if it's because of holding the black cat, Shen Yunhai found that his aura was full all the time, and there was no problem of lack of breath at all.

The ripples on the surface of the sea subsided, calmed down, and then two splashes were born again.

Liyuan fell into the sea.

The Xizhou Sword Master also fell.

Shen Yunhai's face was pale, and his right hand clenched the sword technique, ready to strike at any time.

Su Qingming didn't mean to make a move, just silently stared at the bottom of the sea in front of him.

The Xizhou Sword Master slowly sank downward.

He was very tall, and even when he lay in the sea, he still gave people a sense of majesty, like a statue.

Countless extremely subtle sword intents swirled around the surface of his body, looking like electric wires.

The sea swam softly around him, and the vicious sea beasts fled deeper and farther away, looking terrified.

The sunlight penetrated the sea and fell on his face, exuding a jade-like white, and the lines of the bridge of his nose and jaw were slightly stiff.

He slowly sank towards the bottom of the sea, his eyes closed, motionless, as if asleep.

Dozens of miles away at the bottom of the sea, Liyuan is also sinking to the bottom of the sea.

His eyes were also closed, motionless, his white hair fluttering in the sea, and the blood had been washed away.

Is the battle between the two powerful people in the end of losing both?

Dozens of sword lights were born on the sea surface in the west, and as soon as they came out of the archipelago, they were divided into two teams, one team came towards the Xizhou Sword Saint, which should be ready for rescue, and the other team went towards the position of Liyuan, and the meaning was clearer.

Shen Yunhai looked at Su Qingming again, his eyes widened, and he thought that he had to make a move now, otherwise he would definitely die if he left Yuan!

Even the black cat stretched out its front paws at this time and scratched Su Qingming - it didn't look at Liyuan, but at the sea where the Xizhou Sword Saint was located, thinking that since this person was the great enemy of the Sword Sect, how could such a good opportunity be missed, you should let me go and kill him.

Su Qingming ignored Shen Yunhai.

He was also looking at the Xizhou Sword Saint, but his eyes did not fall on the Xizhou Sword Saint, as if he was afraid of alarming something, and his right hand was pressing the black cat tightly.

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The flying swords that left the Xizhou Islands were divided into two teams.

Naturally, the elders and disciples with higher status and strength went to the rescue of the master, while the rest went farther away.

Killing Liyuan is of course a great achievement, but it's dangerous, and who doesn't want the first person they see when they open their eyes is themselves?

He Jinyin joined Xizhou as a guest, and in the past two years, he has been valued by the Sword Saint, and naturally he is not liked by the people of Xizhoumen, and he is quite excluded on weekdays.

Of course, he was going to Liyuan's side at this time.

It didn't take long for him and a dozen disciples of the Xizhou Sword Saint to come to that sea.

The flying sword slashed towards the sea, and the swordsmanship of the Xizhou Sword Saint's row was extremely powerful in this environment, and it soon broke through the sea water, revealing Liyuan's body.

He Jinyin's face became even greener, his breath was suddenly cold, and he reached out and grabbed Li Yuan out of the sea.

The disciples of the Xizhou Sword Saint did not react for a while.

A green leaf flew out of He Jinyin's mouth, rose in the wind, and turned into a flying boat with a bright green body, which broke through the air in an instant and sailed towards the east!

Only then did the disciples of the Xizhou Sword Saint know that He Jinyin was actually trying to save people!

The sea was full of shouting, and everyone chased after them with their swords, but they never thought that a wall of water suddenly arose in the sea, blocking their way.

The wall of water has a faint green color, like a lot of aquatic plants mixed with it, exuding a strange fishy smell, which should contain poison.

The disciples of Xizhou couldn't dodge, they hit the water wall, and they fell one after another, not caring about the pursuit, so they hurriedly guarded the heart of the Dao with their swords and took the pill to drive away the poison.

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The rest of the Xizhou Gate people had already entered the bottom of the sea and came to the side of the Xizhou Sword Saint.

Lu Chenchen was at the front.

He was not the most senior and powerful person present, but he was the most valued disciple of the Sword Master, so no one competed with him for this position.

The sunlight fell on the face of the Xizhou Sword Saint, and it turned a little white.

Looking at the uncle who seemed to be sleeping, Lu Chenchen's face became even paler, his eyes were full of struggle and pain, his hands trembled slightly, and the Xilin flying sword under his feet buzzed.

Someone finally noticed that something was wrong and shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

The Xizhou Sword Master still had his eyes closed, as if he was unaware.

The sea water was illuminated by the sword light, and the continuous sword intent came from all directions.

Lu Chenchen's left shoulder was cut open with a bloody wound, and he retreated hundreds of feet away, losing his best opportunity.

Everyone in Xizhou stared at Lu Chenchen, who was holding a sword in his right hand, his eyes were full of vigilance and absurdity.

You are the leader of the younger generation of disciples in Xizhou, and you are highly valued by the master, even if you performed so badly in the battle of Gutai back then, the head of the sect did not take heavy responsibility...... You actually want to kill the boss! Have you forgotten that the head of the house is your uncle! What a rebellion!

No one thought that even more ridiculous things were yet to come.

A disciple of the Xizhou Sword Sect quietly approached the Xizhou Sword Saint at some point, and his palm fell on his chest as soon as he flipped his palm!

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The Xizhou Sword Master opened his eyes!

His eyes were indifferent.

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There was a muffled buzz.

The sea is current.

The sword intent is clear.

The people of the Xizhou Sword Sect in the vicinity were all shocked into the distance.

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The Xizhou disciple who had assassinated him retreated silently, his black hair flying upside down in the water, half-covering his face.

It was a very ordinary face.

It turned out that the Xizhou Sword Master was not in a coma at all.

He's pretending!

But at this time, there was still no fear in the girl's eyes, and she was calm as usual.

Because she's willow.

In her years of cultivation, she has encountered too many extraordinary people and things.