Although to outsiders, his death is dangerous, but in fact, his situation is far less critical than others seem.

Although those swords possessed several Dao rules, even if it was the sharpness of the Frost Breaking Sword, it was difficult to cut it off for a while, but with the Yin and Yang Light Wings, Shi Chi Di could actually break away from the other party's lock at any time.

The reason why he has been entangled so far is more to appreciate the mystery of the Dao rules contained in those swords.

As mentioned earlier, there is a saying in Middle Earth, "Those who are the Tao are close to the Tao, and those who cultivate the truth are close to the Dharma", but after this sentence, there is actually another sentence.

Heavy art in the West, heavy source in the East!

Eastern cultivators, whether they are true cultivators, Dao cultivators, ghost Daoists, or martial artists, may cultivate all kinds of Dao and magic methods for various reasons, but in the final analysis, the core is still the origin that they have explored.

For example, the Yu family's "Yin Yang Sutra", no matter how much they use the two forces of yin and yang, but each generation of cultivators of the Yu family must take their own yin and yang forces as the core.

However, the West is different, perhaps different from the Easterners in their bones, although they also feel the origin, but more of them focus on all kinds of Taoist rules, that is, the so-called authority of the West.

For example, the old man of the white race, the alchemy creations he had just taken out were all integrated with several kinds of authority, even if it was the lowest alchemy creation, it would also integrate at least three kinds of low-level authority.

Under normal circumstances, two Eastern and Western monks of the same level, in terms of energy purity, are definitely the winners of the East, but if it is said that the Dao rules (authority) mastered, they must be stronger than the Western monks.

What Shi Chi Di has to do at this moment is to use the mirror to look at the soul seal and print the Tao in it one by one.

A few minutes later, Shi Chi Di's heart moved, and a new talisman had been added to the Mirror Soul Seal, and if you sensed it carefully, you could feel a sharp and incomparable aura from it.

Sharp! The Tao derived from the origin of gold!

Only then did he understand the sharp rules, and Shi Chiyan's momentum immediately gave birth to a bit of a sharp aura, and when his body wandered, it was as if even the space was about to be cut.

This change only appeared for a moment, and it was covered by the vast qi of the soul path, so that even the white old man was not aware of it, and he was still constantly urging those sharp swords to chase and kill.

After a few more minutes, Shi Chi Yan once again incorporated the speed increase path into the mirror soul seal, and in an instant, the yin and yang light wings extended half a meter again, and the movement speed more than doubled, and his body was like a floating light, either moving or rushing, throwing off all those sharp swords.

The reason why he no longer covered up his own changes was not that Shi Chi Di didn't want to continue to secretly reflect the Dao rules, but after these ten minutes of confrontation, the energy in those swords had been lost by more than ninety percent, and it was not enough for him to continue to steal learning.

Sure enough, less than a few seconds after Chi Yan raised his speed to the peak, the swords had already hummed to the ground, and suddenly shattered, spilling into countless elemental energy.

At this time, the Caucasian old man finally realized Shi Chi's movements, his cheeks flushed with anger, and he didn't know what he was yelling at, and the members of the Striberg Cult around him shouted and pounced.

Most of them were shrouded in a layer of white air mass, and several of them rushed to the front, and before they could get close, they had already burst out one by one, like a rag of wind rushing towards Shi Chi Di.

Seeing this, Wang Xialin was about to step forward, Shi Chi Yan had already laughed, the sword blade flipped over, and aimed at those people is a sword slash, the vast qi machine is like a tsunami erupting, and the pale sword shadow is even more like rolling waves, one side by one, one after another, under the blessing of the soul Yan Sword Dao, it is obviously just a sword spirit, but it is like a huge wave set off during the tsunami, drowning all the Western fighters who attacked.

Poof! Poof! Countless sharp whistling sounds sounded one after another, those fighters couldn't last a few seconds under the sword spirit, and the body protection fighting qi was easily penetrated by the sword spirit, almost a moment of effort, the group of fighters who rushed over had been killed and injured, only one or two with the peak of the ninth rank barely survived, but looking at their thin appearance, most of them couldn't live long.

At this time, the surrounding sea of clouds also sounded one after another obscure incantations, and then the vast sea of clouds rolled up like a cloud dragon turning over, and sharp ice spikes mixed with violent winds swept past Shi Chi from all directions.

Seeing the fierce wind around him, Shi Chi Yan first glanced at the top of his head, and then raised the Frost Breaking Sword, and in an instant the light above the sky was dim, and the blazing and bright sunlight at the top of the sea of clouds attracted his sword soul, and all gathered on the sword blade, so that the entire sea of clouds was like a dark night, only the blazing light on the blade of Shi Chi Di's sword was as brilliant as the sun, shining heaven and earth, and stealing the limelight.

"Soul Sun!"

With a clear roar, Shi Chi Yan swung his sword and slammed it, and in an instant, all the ice spike storms that came from the impact disintegrated out of thin air, the ice dispersed into smoke, and the wind dissipated into a clear wind, and none of the attacks could get close to ten meters around him.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Shi Chi Yan only felt that the tiger's mouth in his right hand was like holding a mouthful of sun, if it weren't for the Soul Yan Sword Dao and the Frost Breaking Sword to dissolve most of the heat, it might be difficult for him to hold the hilt of the sword.

This is also normal, after all, the power of the sun he has at the moment is not only the fire spirit, sun qi, soul fire and so on that he obtained before, but also a pseudo-immortal weapon-level fire worship god tripod, and the heat contained in it is far from being easy for him to control in the middle of the soul tribulation.

He didn't dare to relax, and the yin and yang light wings spread out to a full ten meters, and the figure flickered, like a mist of fire, and then teleported to the front of a Western warlock, swinging his sword and slashing it in half.

The man was slashed by a sword, and before he was completely dead for a while, the scorching sun flames frantically burned his remnants, and the screams lasted only a few seconds before they came to an abrupt end as the whole person turned to ashes.

Shi Chi Yan killed the enemy with a sword, but it inspired the ferocity in the hearts of the opponents, the Russians were known as polar bears, and their bodies were full of belligerent blood, even those warlocks were still roaring loudly and waving magic staffs, casting magic to attack Shi Chi Di.

Two of the warlocks were even more ferocious, unscrewing the gem from the tip of the wand and crushing it, casting a spell that summoned several griffons with infinite frost and roared and pounced on Shi Chi.

It's just that at this moment, how can they fight against Shi Chi Di, seeing that several griffins fluttered their wings and pounced, he didn't even dodge, raised his hand is a sword, and the sword light was like a rainbow through the sky, instantly killing several griffins in the air, and several warlocks in the rear were also killed by Jian Hong.

Seeing that Shi Chi Yan killed several people from his own side in a row, the Caucasian old man couldn't help but let out a sad roar, suddenly grabbed the thumb of his left hand and twisted it fiercely, and actually tore off the entire finger, and saw that he held the broken finger in his hand, and there were words in his mouth, and a mysterious and vast aura rose in an instant, faintly, as if a huge existence was about to descend.

Shi Chi Yan was chasing and killing those warlocks, and when she noticed this fluctuation, she immediately turned around and killed, but Wang Xialin, who had been sweeping the formation, was faster than him, and almost at the same time that the old man tore off her fingers, she had already held the Cold Shadow Sword, and even the person with the sword turned into a sword light and rushed away.

With a bang, half of the old man's body was shattered by the Cold Shadow Sword, but Wang Xialin didn't show half of his joy, because the minced meat that was broken by himself was actually pulled by a force, and all rushed into the old man's severed finger, making the vast qi more and more powerful.

In just a few seconds, the severed finger had turned into powder, but from it there was a wave of coercion that swept the heavens and the earth, and a humanoid cyclone visible to the naked eye rolled up from the severed finger, this humanoid cyclone had two arms, and the lower half of the body was purely a tornado tail, looking like an elemental spirit in Western mythology.

"Tryberg!"

The surviving Striberg Warlocks around them couldn't help but let out cheers when they saw the humanoid cyclone, and the humanoid cyclone just appeared, as if they had already known what had happened, and let out a beast-like roar from their mouths, and reached out to grab Wang Xialin.

Rumble! The humanoid cyclone looked illusory, but as soon as she made a move, it set off a storm in an instant, and Wang Xialin, who bore the brunt of it, felt a terrifying coercion, and the air around her seemed to solidify in an instant, like shackles, which fixed her in place, and she couldn't dodge at all.

At the critical moment, Wang Xialin's eyebrows rushed out with a dead breath, and the Underworld Moon Wheel manifested with the vast dark qi, finally breaking the confinement of the humanoid cyclone.

Before he broke free, Wang Xialin grabbed the moon wheel and resolutely dodged and retreated hundreds of meters, dodging the grasp of the humanoid cyclone.

At this time, Chi Yan had already arrived, and seeing that the humanoid cyclone was still going to chase and kill Wang Xialin, he hurriedly released Emperor Zombie and Emperor Zombie Wuchang, and he raised his sword to meet him, and fought with the humanoid cyclone several times in succession.

The humanoid cyclone didn't know what it was, it was obviously an illusory gas, but it could be hard with both hands and the Frost Breaking Sword, and after a few fights, Shi Chi Yan only felt that the tiger's mouth was hot, and he almost couldn't hold the hilt of the sword, and his body couldn't stop falling back more than a thousand meters.

The humanoid cyclone still spoke the indiscernible language in his mouth, his hands were as fast as the wind, constantly blasting towards Shi Chi Di, while his mind was controlling the air flow around him, and under the blessing of the power of blocking, imprisoning, solidifying, and entanglement, it was like a chain that kept wrapping around Shi Chi Di, slowing down his speed.

Shi Chi Yan gritted his steel teeth, knowing that it was difficult for him to dodge at this moment, so he simply focused his mind completely on this humanoid cyclone, and the yang flame on the blade continued to converge and condense, making the heat contained in it rise wildly.

Boom! It was another collision, and under the impact of a huge force, countless pale ashes were scattered from the Frost Breaking Sword, like fire chips scattered on a piece of coal, and between the scattered in the sky, the humanoid cyclone roared again, and hit up again.

"You're up, you?"

After several encounters in a row, Shi Chi Yan only felt that the hundred bones were getting more and more cracked, but the ruthlessness in his heart was also completely stimulated, and regardless of anything else, his soul thoughts spread, and in an instant, he communicated with the existence of the one who was separated from this place by an unknown number of time and space.

In an instant, a vast aura of silence, distantness, and nothingness surged out of thin air behind Shi Chi Di, unaffected by the pressure of the humanoid cyclone, spreading and expanding wantonly, and in the blink of an eye, a vast sea that could only be sensed by the mind had formed.

The humanoid cyclone also seemed to be startled by this vast aura, and the fist that had been struck suddenly stopped, and the fox looked at the "ocean" behind Shi Chi Di suspiciously.

Just before the projection of the Stygian Sea, Shi Chiyan's black hair quietly turned gray, the power of death quietly lingered on the blade of the sword, the right hand holding the sword began from the palm, and the skin gradually aged, but in a few seconds, the whole arm was already like the arm of an old man in his seventies, full of wrinkles and dry like tree bark.

It's just that inexplicably, Shi Chi Yan has a strange comfort in his heart, surrounded by the power of death, he is like a fish in water, full of comfort, indescribably relaxed.

"Well, it's the second round!"

Looking at the humanoid cyclone, the corners of Shi Chi's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Please Teach ......"

"Styx's Death Sword Technique!"