For Wang Xuanlang's seemingly ordinary sword to be able to hurt Wang Jianqing, this made everyone present feel a little surprised.

Because if it weren't for Wang Jianqing's winter sword in person, it would be difficult to feel the existence of that layer of snow curtain, so in their eyes, they only saw Wang Xuanlang's flying sword stabbing straight at Wang Jianqing, and the latter did not resist.

Wang Jianqing didn't pay attention to the blood on his chest, but for the first time, there was something incredible in his eyes when he looked at Wang Xuanlang.

However, he didn't feel unbelievable that Wang Xuanlang could crack his own Winter One Sword, it was just that he felt that the way to break that move was too easy, which made him feel a little unbelievable.

"Space, awesome!"

Wang Jianqing spoke with some doubts in his tone, but looking at his appearance, he was clearly able to confirm that what he said was the truth.

and his evaluation of Wang Xuanlang has also been improved from the initial good to powerful.

On the opposite side of Wang Jianqing, Wang Xuanlang, who was holding the bronze sparrow sword in his hand, also broke free from the previous sad memories and restrained his emotions, but his eyes still looked a little red.

Looking at Wang Xuanlang, who was somewhat depressed, Wang Jianqing said to him while stretching out his hand to stop the bleeding for himself.

"Wang Xuanlang, I really didn't expect you to get to this point, if you give you another five years, you may not be able to reach the state I am in now. ”

After hearing Wang Jianqing's voice, Wang Xuanlang came back to his senses completely.

"There are a lot of things you didn't expect, and this is just one of them!"

Regardless of whether what Wang Xuanlang said was true or not, Wang Jianqing nodded in agreement, and then said another thing.

"Wang Xuanlang, now that you want to ask the sword, you have also asked, and this fight can be regarded as an explanation for your heart and sword, so let's stop it! If you continue to fight, you will really have to divide life and death. ”

Hearing that Wang Jianqing wanted to stop, Wang Xuanlang's sword holding action did not take back, and he smiled slightly.

"If I just have an explanation after a few tricks, then why did I go all the way to the Southern Tang Dynasty? Wang Jianqing, you said that over the years, although you have felt guilty about killing my heart sword, you have never regretted it, but in fact, in my opinion, you don't even have to feel guilty, because I never felt that you did anything wrong, Wang Jianqing, you should know what I want to confess!"

For the first time, Wang Jianqing felt that this person named Wang Xuanlang was so stubborn that it made him a little embarrassed. And Wang Xuanlang also seemed to see his embarrassment, and said softly.

"Wang Jianqing, my generation of sword cultivation, when the sword is out, the sword is out, when did you become like a girl. ”

Wang Jianqing put the Falling Dust Sword back behind him.

"Since I entered the first product, I rebuilt the spring sword when I turned into a mortal realm, condensed the summer sword when I took the stage, the autumn sword, the winter sword, and so on, and now I took half a step above the first product, and once again created a sword technique called reincarnation, but now I have not mastered this sword technique, if I use it rashly, it will be a situation of endless death, Wang Xuanlang, have you really thought about it?"

Wang Xuanlang glanced at his bronze sparrow, then looked at Wang Jianqing and said very confidently.

"Do you think you're the only one who has a half-immortal sword?"

Hearing the conversation between the two, everyone in the audience was confused again, aren't these two people both strong people who have fallen into the fairyland, but why do they all say that their strongest sword is called the sword of the half-immortal?

The oldest and oldest mountain ghost frowned and thought for a while before speaking slowly.

"I remember that there was a record of this matter in ancient books, in fact, a long, long time ago, the fourth realm of a product was not called a feather falling into an immortal at all, as for what it was called, there was no record in the ancient books, the book only said that in the eyes of the ancients, only beyond a product can be regarded as a real immortal, but in later generations, people feel that it is too difficult to transcend a product, which gives the fourth realm of a product a name of immortal to comfort and comfort themselves. Now it has become a fact that Wang Jianqing walked out half a step above Yipin, so it is not wrong for Wang Xuanlang to call his sword move a half-immortal and a sword. ”

After hearing the mountain ghost's explanation, everyone suddenly realized, and then turned their eyes to Wang Xuanlang and Wang Jianqing.

"Do you really have a half-immortal sword?"

Wang Jianqing's eyes showed a strong fighting intent, because he was the first person in the world to take that half-step, so he had no opponent to test his move now.

But now he suddenly heard that there was a person who was a sword cultivator like himself and also had a half-immortal sword, how could he be unhappy.

"Is there any, you'll know if you try it!"

Wang Jianqing originally didn't believe Wang Xuanlang, because he could see that Wang Xuanlang's realm was still in the realm of Yuluocheng, but looking at the affirmation in Wang Xuanlang's eyes, he hesitated for a while and solemnly pulled out the Falling Dust Sword from his back.

If he only regarded the sword competition with Wang Xuanlang as a guilt for the heart sword, then now, he has regarded Wang Xuanlang as his real opponent.

"Wang Xuanlang, this sword... Reincarnation!"

"Broken!"

The aura of the two of them was all restrained at this moment, and there was no longer the explosive aura of those earth-shattering collisions just now, they just held their swords and killed each other!

But as the distance between the two continued to close, Wang Jianqing sensed that something was wrong, because he didn't feel the slightest sense of crisis from Wang Xuanlang's sword.

For this situation, Wang Jianqing quickly reacted to what was going on, he Wang Xuanlang didn't have any half-immortal sword at all, and some were just ideas!

If his reincarnation has already taken shape, then Wang Xuanlang's sword should still stay in his mind and continue to deduce.

"Wang Xuanlang, put away your sword, or you will die!"

After thinking about it, Wang Jianqing asked Wang Xuanlang to put away the sword, and at the same time, he also tried his best to take back the reincarnation sword that had been stabbed.

Seeing that Wang Jianqing wanted to take the sword back, Wang Xuanlang's speed not only did not slow down, but became a little faster.

"Wang Jianqing, I know what you mean, but after this sword is shot, we have no chance to turn back!

After seeing Wang Xuanlang's reaction, Wang Jianqing finally let go of the burden in his heart, and the dust sword in his hand was no longer recycled, but generously handed it out.

"Wang Xuanlang, as you wish!"

"Master!"

"You idiot!"

Looking at Wang Xuanlang's sword with a determination to die, Ergou and Mo Ruyue shouted together, and Ergou immediately burst into tears, even if he had already guessed this result in the conversation with the master a few days ago, but now, he still can't accept this fact in his heart!

Different from the grief of the two of them, Wang Xuanlang was extremely happy at this moment, as if the depression that had been buried in his chest for fifty years was spit out.

"Ergou, this is a sword that has been prepared for the division for twenty years, look at the demeanor of this sword!"

Just when Wang Xuanlang was still twenty zhang away from Wang Jianqing, Wang Xuanlang's figure suddenly stagnated, as if he was hindered by something, but after encountering the obstacle, Wang Xuanlang laughed in surprise!

"Hahaha! Based on spring, summer, autumn and winter, form an independent time domain in the range of 20 zhang, and each zhang will pass through a year, if you go further, the mystery of time will be completed, and a product will be at your fingertips, what a wonderful idea, a good sword reincarnation!"

Wang Xuanlang's figure accelerated again after a pause, and the time domain formed by Wang Jianqing was originally the closer you get, the faster you will die, so the resistance in the time domain is not large, and naturally it can't stop Wang Xuanlang's sprint.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Xuanlang came to a place where Wang Jianqing was only ten zhang away from Wang Jianqing, and his face looked much older.

Nine zhang, eight zhang... Four zhang, three zhang.

As the distance continued to close, Wang Xuanlang was already like dead wood, and when he was only two long distances, Wang Jianqing could already see his sunken eyes.

Just when Wang Jianqing thought that everything was going to end, the mutation was convex, and when there was only the last zhang distance, Wang Xuanlang's bronze finch suddenly disappeared, but when it reappeared, it was directly stabbed into Wang Jianqing's chest, and when the sword entered three inches, Wang Xuanlang stopped weakly.

This is a strange picture between Wang Xuanlang and Wang Jianqing, Wang Jianqing's sword did not hurt Wang Xuanlang but made him old for twenty years.

And the tip of Wang Xuanlang's sword sank into Wang Jianqing's chest, and the hilt of the sword was held by himself, but the sword body disappeared as if he had entered another space!

When Wang Xuanlang's life was about to come to an end, he took the most critical half-step out, in fact, at the last moment, he still had the strength to move the sword forward by an inch or two, but he gave up, because the consequence of that would was that the defenseless Wang Jianqing would also die!

"What is the name of this sword!"

Letting the bronze finch sword be inserted in his chest, Wang Jianqing looked directly at Wang Xuanlang's eyes, Wang Xuanlang had no strength at this time, but he still reluctantly shook the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing.

"This sword...... Hidden Void!"

"Hidden in space, silent, good name!"

Hearing Wang Jianqing's praise, the corners of Wang Xuanlang's mouth twitched again.

"The king... Wang Jianqing, if you thought that what I said about letting go of hatred was just a joke, then you should understand it now!"

Wang Xuanlang let go of the hand holding the bronze sparrow sword and put it on Wang Jianqing's shoulder, as if he would be more relaxed.

"Its... Actually, I've been very tired all these years, and the grievances of fifty years ago have overwhelmed me, but I'm really... I really just want to ask you for a fair and... That's it!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xuanlang finally closed his eyes weakly, and just when he was about to fall, Wang Jianqing reached out and hugged him, looking at Wang Xuanlang's old appearance, Wang Jianqing's heart had the idea of regret for the first time.

"I'm sorry!"

This peerless sword cultivator, who had raised his head high all his life, bowed his head and apologized to Wang Xuanlang at this moment!

Holding Wang Xuanlang and falling to the shore, the first one to rush up was not Jiang Ergou, but the ghost hand doctor who had always been silent, and the second was Jiang Ergou.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, give him to me!"

Without taking into account Wang Jianqing's force, the Ghost Hand Doctor Saint directly pushed him away, and the latter asked in surprise.

"You have a way!"

"I have a way to fart! Damn, Lao Tzu promised this old guy that he would hang his life, but now, who the fuck knows that you are cultivating a time one!"

As he spoke, the tears of the ghost hand doctor saint fell, and the medical skills he had always been proud of couldn't help at this moment.

"Lao Tzu has been refining the life-sustaining pill for two whole years, I thought it could last you for three years, and then Lao Tzu is slowly trying to figure out a way, but... But, it's also Lao Tzu himself who is stupid, we didn't expect that Wang Jianqing's miscellaneous hair was to repair time?"

While scolding, the ghost hand fed the precious pill that could increase the life span of the dead by three years into Wang Xuanlang's mouth.

Ergou was already dead, but after hearing the words of the ghost hand, he rekindled a little hope.

"That's... That ghost hand grandfather, how long will my master live!"

Ergou thought that the answer would be a year and a half, but the ghost hand was a godless Mu Na shook his head and said.

"Three days!"