Although Yu Zihan is not afraid of Wang Yue, but in the end, the realm is far from the same, the original flat trend, with the passage of time, gradually turned into a disadvantage, the dense white silk around the body is like a poisonous snake, it is difficult to get rid of, and the silk that pierced into the body actually began to absorb his inner element.

Although the raging sword gang can break through it, every time it breaks a gap, it is filled in the next second, and the original whisk gradually retracts, forming a white sphere around Yu Zihan, in which there are constantly red rays flashing, trying to rush out, but the force is distributed to each whisk, just a slight drum to return to calm.

"He won't last long. The white envoy is very aware of the current situation, but there is nothing he can do, such a battle is no longer a situation that he can meddle in, the only thing he can do at this moment is to find the string of Buddha beads as soon as possible.

Yu Zihan is in prison at the moment, no matter how dense the sword light dance is, the silk can always find a gap to enter, and the speed is not half a minute slower than him, if it goes on like this, a cup of tea will be defeated and die.

"Why do you have to work hard with me for these people you don't know?" Wang Yue was a little puzzled, he didn't understand Yu Zihan's choice, the black and white envoys had nothing to do with him, and it was worth it to pay for them for nearly a hundred years of cultivation and even their lives?

"It's easy to get a thousand gold, it's hard to find a defeat, it's just the only battle word in the life of the old man, and there is only Wang Shi Gaoshan in front, and I don't want to retreat!" faint laughter came from the white cocoon, although there was some respite, but the battle spirit became higher and higher, and the red dots on the white cocoon that were originally protruding in all directions suddenly disappeared, only a touch of scarlet on the front became thicker and thicker, and the sound of breaking was endless

Wang Yue's heart was not good, the scarlet sword shadow rushed out from the white cocoon, and came towards him, the blood-colored pillar of light rushed straight into the sky, and even the dim clouds were torn apart by it, marking a blood mark across the sky.

"That being the case, the poor way will let you know what the gap is. Wang Yue pinched the magic trick in his hand, urging his own foundation, and suddenly the Yuan Force was like the vastness of the river and the sea, and the dazzling white light filled his whole body, at this moment he really revealed his cultivation, just like the immortal descended to earth, he had already surpassed the boundaries of this realm, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, slashing straight at him, but only hitting the Dao waves.

Yu Zihan's move, there are not too many changes, with the sword intent as the medium, the unity of the human sword, breaking the ten thousand laws, in the final analysis, it is a loss of cultivation, injuring the enemy a thousand self-damage eight hundred tricks, Wang Yue is under the initiation, it is difficult to counteract, only by breaking the seal can it be dealt with.

The sword instantly broke through Wang Yue's body protection strength, Wang Yue's right hand was slightly raised, and the spherical white yuan force seemed to gradually expand in his hand, directly facing the sword that was terrifying.

The moment he touched it, Wang Yue's feet cracked the ground, and Jian Gang even cut an unreachable deep mark through the ground behind him, but at this moment, Wang Yue's heart was as calm as water, and he no longer suppressed his cultivation, and he knew very well the limit of this sword, although the red leaf sword came with an unparalleled sword intent, it was still gradually pushed away by the white yuan force.

"Do you think that's it?" Sword Monarch Yu Zihan was at this time of life and death, but he looked extremely bland, urging his sword intent to the extreme, his whole body ignited with red flames, and another thunderbolt fell, hitting the Red Leaf Sword, not only did not hurt Yu Zihan, but made the red sword have a touch of thunder light.

The blade of the sword instantly broke into the white yuan force, Wang Yue was shocked, he didn't expect Yu Zihan to dare to do this, and he didn't expect that the heavenly punishment wanted to borrow the sword to kill people, but he couldn't react for a while, and was pierced by a sword in his right hand, and the raging energy and thunder and lightning suddenly shook his entire arm into blood foam, if he hadn't suppressed it in time, he might not have escaped death.

Wang Yue's face has never been so ugly, there are thunder patterns flashing on his body from time to time, even he is difficult to completely suppress the heavenly thunder that enters his body, and that extreme sword intent has also caused him to suffer a lot of trauma, looking at the ashes of his right arm, there are still ashes falling, and the white light on his bare shoulders is dazzling, resisting the invasion of the remnants of the sword gang thunder.

Yu Zihan stood with his sword in his hand, and for the first time in his life, he saw Wang Yue so embarrassed, and he couldn't help laughing, but the excessive loss of cultivation made it difficult for him to continue, but at this moment, the knot in his heart was broken, and he no longer regretted it.

"Why don't I break the boundary and leave, I have become your heart barrier, no matter what, this world can hurt me to such a situation, you are the first, and the poor Dao will personally set up a monument for the Sword Monarch!" Wang Yue said coldly, he knew that Yu Zihan had reached the limit, and once again suppressed his own cultivation, and a moment of breaking the seal had already touched the heavenly punishment, if he did not restrain himself, once he fell, he would not escape death.

With his raised left hand, Yuan Li gradually gathered, and the swordsman in front of him deserved his respect, and because of this, he would not keep his hand.

Death was just around the corner, but Yu Zihan didn't care, only memories were churning in his mind.

When he practiced swords, he was invincible in the year of the weak crown, and lived in seclusion at the age of thirty, but there were unforeseen circumstances in the sky, people had good fortune and misfortune, and the death of his sister made him go out of the mountain again, and slaughtered the three major demon sects.

Forty abandoned sword mountain, with grass and trees instead of the sword, gradually into the realm, self-cultivation, not for foreign objects, not for fame and fortune, but the deceased passed away, relatives were separated, the enemy is hard to find, there is no sun and moon in the mountains, ten years but in a blink of an eye, I thought that the old dead mountain village, suddenly heard that the Yue country was unified, there is that the immortal descended to earth, so the sword is searched.

Thirty years have passed, and Yu Zihan can still clearly recall the scene at that time.

"You're the immortal?"

"Immortals don't dare to be, just a little Taoist. ”

"What will you do if I kill you?"

"The Sword Monarch can't kill me. ”

"Oh, how so?"

"Your sword is rusty. ”

"I also ask the Taoist chief to give advice. ”

In that battle, Yu Zihan was completely defeated, and he was so defeated that he had nothing to say, Wang Yue made him clearly feel what it was to be outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky, but he didn't understand where the gap between himself and Wang Yue was.

"I don't understand. ”

"Because of the invincibility of the world, he lost his direction, because of pride and complacency, he lost his sword, which is ridiculous. ”

"Zihan thanks the Taoist chief, if he gains more for the rest of his life, he hopes that the Taoist will still be able to teach him when the time comes. ”

No one can defeat the sword monarch left a seed in his heart, thirty years of continuous rooting and germination, when he finally broke through his own limits again, stepped into the heavens, only to find that the failure of the year has become an obsession, if not thoroughly, the way of the sword is not perfect, all day long like in the throat, but every time to look for Wang Yue, there is no one to see, simply settled under the Yunxu Mountain, until today, finally ......

Looking at Wang Yue's left hand that slapped down towards his Heavenly Spirit, he didn't dodge or dodge, holding a sword to block it, no matter life or death, the sword heart did not regret it!

"Sword Monarch dodge!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and eighteen red beads shot towards Wang Yue in all directions, Yu Zihan was startled, and subconsciously retreated.

Wang Yue lost his right hand, only his left hand resisted, but as soon as he touched the Buddha bead hand, the yuan force involuntarily dissolved, there was no resistance at all, and then he wanted to dodge but he was a step slower, and was hit in the shoulder and legs continuously, and its strength was so great that it penetrated directly, Wang Yue only felt that most of the yuan force in his body suddenly dissipated, and the power was severely damaged, and it was difficult to stand again, and he knelt down in front of the broken heaven and earth Dao card.

This interruption, Yu Zihan's will to die has gone, only the sword heart is complete, the red leaf sword in his hand is thrown into the air, the pale red sword gang spreads several feet, pulls up the black and white two envoys and jumps up, only one breath disappears into the sky, leaving Wang Yue alone to kneel in the ruins.

But Wang Yue was not angry at all, although he suffered this change, he still looked light, took out a bottle of pill from his body and took it, the blood hole on his body gradually recovered, and he sat cross-legged for a while before standing up again.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the ground, the soil on the ground was suddenly captured in the air, slowly changing, and finally turned into an arm and was connected to his right arm, the only difference was that the vermilion blood lines around those blood holes could not be erased no matter what.

Looking around, the Buddha bead that had just pierced his body didn't know where it went, but Wang Yue was not in a hurry, he believed that as long as he could really recover, these could be solved.

With a wave of his hand, the three-person high Ding Furnace once again turned into a point of light and was included in his sleeve, and the white liquid that had been tumbling on it was also collected in the gourd.

His shadow kept churning under the sun, and the pitch-black mist turned into a person-tall figure, standing in front of Wang Yue, without words and just staring at him, unlike Wang Yue's fairy wind bones, the black shadow appeared when it was incomparable, like a demon in the world.

"Seventy years have passed, why worry?" Wang Yue said, and with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the black shadow and merged into his shadow again.

"The catastrophe is near, don't delay it any longer. Ruyuan's deep voice echoed in Wang Yue's mind for a long time.

Besides, that Yu Zihan walked with the sword, and took the black and white envoys to a village under Yunxu Mountain in a moment, and the exhausted yuan power made it difficult for him to continue, "This is where I settled, those two children must have come with you." ”

The white envoy looked around, it was the village where Xiao Shu and them stayed before going up the mountain, but he never thought that these two people would meet the sword monarch who lived in seclusion here, and put these things together, and the white envoy knew why Yu Zihan appeared when he was in danger, but it was not really to save the two of them, but it was just to understand the knot in his heart.

The three of them walked to a grass house, which was originally Yu Zihan's former residence, but it was empty at the moment, and Fang Jin and Xiao Shu were not here.

"This ......"

The three of them looked at each other, no matter how much they inquired or searched, there was no clue.

At this moment, with the completion of his state of mind, Yu Zihan felt more and more that he was estranged from this world, as if he was confined in water, there was an indescribable dull feeling, and an inexplicable traction was getting stronger and stronger, and he knew in his heart that he might not be able to stay in this world for a long time.

Looking up, it was different from the man-made vision of heaven and earth, it was a real natural power at this moment, and it was a night with a radius of thousands of miles, and purple thunder fell from the clouds, hideous and terrifying.

"The old decay has arrived. Yu Zihan couldn't take care of anything else at this time, he turned into a sword and went away, he didn't know if he could survive the catastrophe, but if he was here, the surrounding villages would inevitably suffer.

"What's wrong?" the Black Messenger asked.

"I only now understood why Xuan Fei would say that he didn't want to be limited to this. The white envoy's eyes were hollow, staring at the shocking scene of thousands of thunders falling in the distance.

The black envoy was silent, he only felt powerless in today's battle, and his original self-confidence was not even powder left at the moment.

There was only one sword in the thunder that went against the sky, and the Sword Monarch never bowed his head, and so did his sword.

I don't know how long it took, the sky cleared, the remaining thunder was extinguished, and a red umbrella floated faintly and landed in front of the white envoy.