Strictly speaking, the current Canglang Sword Formation is no longer the original Canglang Sword Formation.

It is a sword that belongs to the real people of the cliff.

Lin Ya Zhenren waved the scabbard in his hand, and his sword fell on the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation trapped in the array.

Xiao Pingsheng was not an ordinary person, before the cliff real person moved the sword, he had already faintly sensed the intention of the cliff real person, and shrunk the Heavenly Demon Sword Array to the extreme.

But in fact, he originally planned to quickly withdraw his sword at the moment when the Canglang Sword Formation collapsed, so that everyone here could see the vulnerability of the Canglang Gate Canglang Sword Formation, and the number one sword gate in the world was vain, but the sword of the cliff real person was too fast, and there was no gap in the smoothness, and it directly caught his Heavenly Demon Sword Array.

Shrinking the sword formation, he actually lost the upper hand.

"Canglangmen is a real person on the cliff, and it really lives up to its reputation, but it's a pity that even the sword is borrowed from someone else. ”

Just listening to the first half of the sentence, this passage is sincerely appreciated, just listening to the second half of the sentence, this passage is a ruthless mockery, but in Xiao Pingsheng's mouth, these two half sentences are in one place, but they are extraordinarily harmonious.

Linya's face remained unchanged, and he said, "What I can use, even if it's mine." ”

After speaking, the scabbard in his hand was facing downward, like an old teacher in a private school, slapping the ring ruler in his hand into the palm of a disobedient student.

A distant sword roar came from the Canglang Sword Array.

The sound of the sword is the whistling sound that the sword can make after the sword cultivation has a certain realm in the way of the sword, although it has little effect in the actual battle, but it can cause a shock to the hearts of others, so that they feel that this sword repair is good and powerful, so in some areas, there are always sword cultivators who are proud of being able to release the sound of the sword when they make the sword, and there is also a faint custom in the Canglang Gate.

Gao Yangsong also likes Jianming very much.

When defeating an enemy, it is absolutely a wonderful pleasure to show their strength to the opponent with a full sword sound and convince them.

For this reason, when Gao Yangsong was free, he would occasionally try it once or twice, and faintly felt that his sword roar was really as powerful and domineering as himself.

But now, his confidence in his own Jianming has decreased a little, and he also shows a trace of admiration for the real person on the cliff in his heart.

Gao Yang Song has been cultivating on the Shoreless Sword Peak for eleven years, and he has never looked down on the Canglang Gate, even if the cliff real person is a ninth-order powerhouse, he also looks down on him.

He has this mentality, and in the final analysis, it is still used to Shang Yunjian.

But now he is still in awe of the real people on the cliff.

Because the sword roar of the real person on the cliff was too strong.

It is said that it is a sword roar, but it is actually composed of the sword sounds of the five Canglang Gate Town Sect magic swords that make up the Canglang Sword Array, but their fusion is too perfect, and it has achieved absolute harmony, and others can't distinguish it at all.

So the sword roar of the real person on the cliff was particularly empty.

In this empty and clear sound of the sword, it was as if all other sounds had disappeared.

The sound of swords echoed through the grasslands.

So in the silence, only the sword roared melodiously.

A gap appeared in the originally neat formation of the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation, and the Heavenly Demon Black Swords couldn't help but tremble silently, as if they were single-clothed men shivering in the cold wind.

Xiao Pingsheng frowned.

All that was left in his ears was the sound of the sword.

And in front of him was a sword.

A formless and insubstantial, but absolutely sharp sword.

In a few moments, the sword would pierce his heart and shatter his life.

For Xiao Pingsheng, it is now the moment to decide his life and death.

Linya Zhenren locked his Heavenly Demon Sword Formation with the Canglang Sword Formation, and forced his sword directly into his heart with an empty sword sound, this hand-to-hand cooperation is wonderful, no matter how you look at it, he will soon be killed by Linya Zhenren's sword.

"Remarkable. ”

Xiao Pingsheng smiled and praised: "With the visible sword to the invisible sword, if I didn't see the scenery here, I wouldn't even be able to see this sword." ”

In this discourse, there is a real pure admiration.

The sword of the cliff real person had already made the hairs on his back stand up.

The strength of the real person in charge of Canglangmen is worthy of his name.

Xiao Pingsheng smiled and withdrew his hand, and the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation in the Canglang Sword Formation suddenly collapsed.

The image looks a lot like sitting still.

But no one thinks that Xiao Pingsheng will sit still.

And in the next second, almost all the people who participated in this battle showed a shocked look on their faces, as if they had seen the strangest thing in the world.

Before that second came, some people thought that Xiao Pingsheng had secretly accumulated strength, and only waited for the cliff real person to suddenly explode and fight with him, and some people thought that Xiao Pingsheng would try to disturb the mind of the cliff real person, and then look for an opportunity to fight back...... At this second, all conjectures fell into the void.

Xiao Pingsheng self-detonated the Heavenly Demon Sword Formation, not only did not destroy the blockade of the Canglang Sword Formation, but also caused him to suffer from the damage of the natal magic weapon, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Lin Ya Zhenren is one of the few ninth-order masters in the world, and if he is injured before facing the invisible sword he casts, the result will definitely not be too good.

Jiang Shun, the only high-level person in the Heavenly Demon Altar who still had the ability to act, was riding the Wolf King away from the battlefield, his eyes were still watching Xiao Pingsheng's movements, and when the Heavenly Demon Sword Array collapsed on its own, he was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth.

This kind of behavior is equivalent to cutting off one's arm before fighting with life and death, which is completely sending people to death.

But before his horror could be revealed, the situation on that side changed again.

The invisible sword pierced directly into Xiao Pingsheng's body, and the sound of the sword echoing on the grassland became clearer and clearer.

Xiao Pingsheng should be dead.

Almost everyone thought that Xiao Ping was alive and dead.

After the invisible sword penetrated into his body, Xiao Pingsheng's brocade robe was already stained red with blood, and his expression was even more painful, and he looked like he was only a little short of death.

Linya Zhenren frowned, and without hesitation, the five swords came out together, intending to directly cut off Xiao Pingsheng's head.

In his expectation, this sword was going to penetrate Xiao Pingsheng's body and directly cut off his vitality.

Penetration and penetration are just a word difference, but the damage caused is very different.

The real person on the cliff had already realized that something was wrong, and Thunder made a move, but it was still a step too late.

Because when he made a move, Xiao Pingsheng was also buying time, and his actions were more decisive and fast, so he succeeded.

Two fingers appeared in front of Xiao Pingsheng.

With a clanging sound, the five Zhenfang magic swords of Canglangmen were all knocked away.

On the grassland, the sword roared and stopped.

Linya Zhenren stretched out his hand to retrieve the five swords, escorted the five sword-wielding elders back, and sighed: "It's a pity. ”

Xiao Pingsheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, but his face became more and more ruddy and healthy, and when he heard the emotion of the real person on the cliff, he smiled: "Since the real person is defeated, what else do you have to say?"

"If you lose, you lose, what else do you need to say?"

Linya Zhenren calmly returned the sword in his hand to the sword-wielding elders, and ordered them to leave first.

Daoyuan Zhenren and others received orders one after another.

Guan Shanyue hesitated for a moment, and then left as ordered.

The real person on the cliff was still standing in place, his sword robe fluttering, and his fairy spirit was surrounded, as if he was not the one who had been defeated before.

His eyes stared at Xiao Pingsheng like an eagle falcon, and said: "A good one to break and then stand, a good heavenly demon Dahua, the old man thought that your confidence lay in your confidence in strength, but he didn't expect you to decide to take risks." ”

"If you don't fight, how can you get results. Xiao Pingsheng smiled and said, "This time, I was able to climb the Dahua Heavenly Demon Qi to the tenth level, thanks to the incomparably sharp sword of the real person." ”

As soon as these words came out, whether it was Yu Changping and others, who had no ability to fight again for the time being, near Xiao Pingsheng and Linya Zhenren, or Fu Qingming, He Bi and others in the team, they were all shocked.

The momentum around Xiao Pingsheng's body, after a short period of malaise, is rising steadily, and it is even stronger than before.

Yu Chang's face was solemn and silent.

Now, Xiao Pingsheng's cultivation realm has surpassed him, and he has also surpassed the former chief altar master of the Heavenly Demon Altar.

The Ten Great Heavenly Demon Qi had actually made his cultivation reach the peak of the ninth order, and he was only one step away from the immortal level that countless people could not reach.

As soon as Xiao Pingsheng snapped his fingers, thousands of Heavenly Demon Black Swords bloomed from behind him, covering most of the sky.

The real person on the cliff was silent, retreating dozens of meters, the sword robe was still fluttering, but it lost its original calmness.

The same is true for almost everyone in the Heavenly Dao Alliance camp.