After a while, the man in white turned his gaze away and looked at the sky again, his face gloomy.

The shock in his mind slowly receded, Xiao Yunfei gradually came back to his senses, blinked his eyes in horror and then retreated, leaning sideways and not daring to face the man in white, looking up at the others, just like himself.

"Who is he?" Lu Zhongming swallowed violently, his teeth chattering, "He's alive?"

"My Gu is all dead!" Liu Yu was distressed, she only glanced at the man in white just now, and the Gu worms on her body were all dead if they were not released, and she looked like she was scared to death.

Bugs are scared to death, can you believe it?

Liu Yu's flesh hurt and deeply shocked the other party's horror.

You must know that the other party is just a virtual image, not a real person, if the deity is here, how terrifying must it be?

Don't... Is he an immortal?

A real immortal?

Liu Yu's heart was beating wildly, and her doubts were also the doubts of others, including the entangled meditation, and she also gave up her grudge and retreated to the edge of the petals.

No one knows that she didn't retreat by herself, but was shocked by the man in white's faint eyes, just one look can shock her back, martial spirits may not be able to, who is he?

The only thing present who did not retreat was the grudge, not only did he not retreat, but walked a few steps closer, his eyes fluttering and his expression confused, looking at the man in white, deep in the quagmire of memory.

He obviously hadn't seen each other, but he had an indescribable sense of familiarity, and this feeling began at the moment when the other party came to life, and he was very confused, but to no avail.

The man in white didn't pay much attention, looking at the dense cracks in the sky, he slowly floated, his crossed legs slowly lowered, and he hung in the air.

Suddenly, a ripple fell from the sky, twisting and twisting like a curtain in its path, leaving a path of black spiderweb-like cracks.

"Be careful!"

Lu Zhongming shouted, and lay down as soon as possible, and the others were also squatting or crouching, only Xiao Yunfei frowned and was puzzled.

He didn't know that the floating platform under his feet had been misrepresented by the same vision, and at that time he was full of iron ropes, so he didn't see it, but the others did.

Now this ripple is bigger and faster than just now, and obviously the power is much stronger, no one knows if the floating platform can still support it, if not, then it can only activate the life guard and exit early.

The ripples spread extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the top of the floating platform, and just as everyone was tense and ready to meet the impact, the man in white suddenly moved.

I saw him raise his sword and point to the sky, and a sword phantom appeared behind him in response to the situation, dividing the ripples into two like a bamboo, and then turning around, cutting the ripples into pieces for three consecutive rounds, disappearing into invisible.

When the aftermath fell on the platform, there was only a breeze left, with a biting chill.

Everyone was stunned, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

"Royal... Edgeworthiness??"

Lu Zhongming muttered to himself, his eyes full of unimaginable.

Imperial sword skills are not unusual, many of the innate ability to make the sword can play with both hands, the reason is very simple, as long as the spiritual sense is strong enough, combined with the strength of the sword itself, it can be used for a period of time, such as the arm to make it not land, as for the power, then the benevolent will see the benevolent, in short, few people will use the same level of confrontation in the case of the strength of the two sides is not much different.

Compared with swordsmanship and other technical means, today's mainstream is more inclined to pure power confrontation, the two sides of the battle are based on their own cultivation, with the treasure blade as a link, communication and invocation of the power of heaven and earth for their own use, put aside or partially put aside the shackles of moves, and carry out the most primitive and simple power catharsis, that is, the well-known "one force down ten meetings", the higher the cultivation, the more so.

The man in white is not, he can't feel a little spiritual power fluctuation from him, if it is not a special invention of hidden aura, it can only mean one thing - the other party's control and use of power has been perfected, and all the power is gathered on the sword to defeat the enemy, without the slightest external assistance, without a little waste.

But if he has such strength, why should he use the sword technique to be extraordinary?

Could it be that Edgeworth is more powerful?

But isn't he afraid of the sword being snatched away?

Or is it because the sword is also an illusion, so he is relieved to boldly "throw" it?

Lu Zhongming was puzzled, and at this time the sky had returned to calm, and the cracks were still there, but they had stopped expanding.

The man in white recalled the sword, the sword flew to his feet and held it firmly, he turned his head to look under him, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the floating platform, and with a slight touch of his toes, the human sword turned into a phantom and flew out of the floating platform, circled, and fled downward.

As soon as he left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed.

"Wait for me!"

The resentment suddenly roared, chased wildly, jumped out of the floating platform amid Lu Zhongming's exclamation, and plunged headlong into the unfathomable clouds.

Lu Zhongming chased to the edge of the floating platform, looked at the hole in the clouds that was slowly closing, and was stunned.

"Crazy, suicide?"

At the same time, in the bitter sea of Huangquan, on the small flat boat, Feng Zhiping ran into big trouble.

The moment the old man's hand touched him, he finally realized that he was wrong, the other party was not unable to hurt him, but for some reason, he just didn't want to.

The old man looked thin, but the unimaginable force of this palm, he clearly heard the sound of his chest broken.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Feng Zhiping flew upside down, but as soon as his feet left the ground, the ghost old man's five fingers pierced his chest and dragged him in place.

The hand pressed on the jade bead accurately, through the clothes, carefully felt its touch, and the terrifying face that was uglier than the dead drew a mad smile, and the ghost leaned forward, face to face.

"Convinced?"

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses!

Feng Zhiping nodded hurriedly.

There was a sharp pain in his chest, and he didn't know how many bones were broken, and he didn't want to do it again.

The old man nodded with satisfaction, his laughter was full of pride, and then his five fingers exerted force, wanting to tear off the belt flesh and the jade beads, and at this moment, a strong light hit from behind.

"You dare!"

The ghost man's expression changed wildly, and he immediately gave up Feng Zhiping to dodge.

Feng Zhiping watched the strong light lose its target and didn't know how to turn, and came straight to himself, saying in his heart that the sky was going to kill me, so he wanted to activate the life-saving talisman to escape and then say, who knew that the strong light stopped abruptly and hung quietly on his chest.

Feng Zhiping lowered his head in a daze, and saw clearly that the strong light body was a sword with a simple shape, but it exuded an extraordinary aura everywhere.

Feeling that something was wrong, he blinked and looked at it again, and he was stunned again.

The sword is a sword, but it is not an entity, but a virtual shadow, and it is difficult to tell at first glance that it is real because it is too condensed.

Raising his head and looking at the man in white who was rushing towards him, Feng Zhiping was confused.

Who is this?

How does it sound familiar?

As he looked at him, the man in white was also looking at him, his eyes showing gentleness and joy, and at the same time a hint of obscurity that he couldn't understand.

"Are you alright?" asked the man in white.

Feng Zhiping nodded dumbly, spat blood when he opened his mouth to answer, and half-knelt down holding his chest.

"It hurts!"

The man in white smiled, turned his head to look at the ghost old man, his face turned cold, and he snorted heavily.

"Fu Xian!"

The ghost old man was also looking at him, frowning and remembering something, and when he heard him call out his name, a name suddenly popped up in the chaotic memory.

"Fang Junnan, you're not dead yet! No, you, you're not the deity, you're just a remnant of the deity!"

Fang Junnan pursed his lips and shouted: "Aren't you the same, a corner of Fu Xian's Yuan Shen fragment, which has been refined in the Three Immortals Pagoda for so many years and has not been extinguished, it is really difficult for you." ”

Fu Xian sneered and glanced at Feng Zhiping: "You were awakened by something on his body, right? That thing is good for you and me, it's better to turn the war into jade silk and divide it equally?"

Fang Junnan was contemptuous: "Are you joking?"

"No, no, no, I'm serious. Fu Xianyin smiled, tempting, "At the beginning, you were ordered to kill me, and in the end you and I died together, and the result? My Yuan Shen was sealed here, you obviously have the opportunity to be reborn, but you are also locked in here and do not see the light of day, and now there is only an afterimage, why? Because they have given up on you, you are just a tool in the eyes of their master and apprentice, a tool that can be thrown away! They are no different from us, but they are too strong, stronger than our sect, so they are righteous, and we are branded as evil, the essence of you and I is the same, including what we want to do, our pursuit, is also the same. Fang Junnan, you are a smart person, think about it, instead of returning to the void with me here, it is better to join forces to escape first, then you take your Yangguan Road, I take my single-plank bridge, just to survive, how about it?"

Speaking of this, Fu Xian remembered something, and said: "I remember that you have a beloved, I can't remember how many years I've been here, I guess you are the same, I don't feel when I don't wake up, but now that I'm awake, don't you want her?"

When Fang Junnan heard this, his face became even more gloomy, as cold as if he was about to freeze.

"She's dead. ”

Fu Xian was stunned: "Dead?"

"Yes, dead. Fang Junnan took a deep breath, his face was painful, "Died in the hands of your city sect, and there are many people who died at the same time." Fu Xian, don't tempt me, I know as well as you what your city sect looks like. I admit that your sect is orthodox, and your sect master really wants to save the common people, but he is too extreme, and you are all too radical, and you know that it is not feasible to do it, and you still do it, causing the disaster of the collapse of the sky and killing countless people, and its sins are difficult to atone for! You may have forgotten that you are not imprisoned, the reason why you are here is completely the result of your own request, it is because you yourself petition to enter the tower to atone for your sins, and your Excellency is worried that your bad karma is too heavy, and he is afraid that you will reincarnate into a demon to repeat the mistakes of the past, so he placed me here. Compared to me, you are so lucky, you still have a chance to be reborn, and I am dead, and all you see is a corner of the afterimage, and time is short. ”

"Impossible!"

Fu Xian was crazy, and he didn't hear it at all in the second half, and his mind was full of the words "self-invited into the tower".

"This is impossible, how could I ask myself to be imprisoned? You are lying! Fang Junnan, you are a gentleman in vain, and in the end you are still a hypocrite, and now everyone is only a shadow and still wants to deceive me! Good you Tianyi, the demagogic methods are really good, people are dead and still want to work for you, Fu Xian admires, my city sect is not unjustly defeated!"

Fang Junnan sighed secretly and shook his head.

"I am lonely, only obsession, the honorable is not wrong, and I really became the devil. That's it, you and I died together at the beginning, and it is also a fate, and today I have the remnants of your life, and it is not considered to have insulted you. ”