"It's hard for this kid to put on such a big battle, the way of the sword is difficult and dangerous, but he can get to this point, I really didn't see that this kid can have this tenacity. ”

In the ox cart at the foot of Daping Mountain in the Tibetan Sword Villa, Ning Xiaoyao smashed it and smashed it, and couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone on the mountain was like frightened birds, desperately trying to escape, their legs and feet were slow, and they were trapped in Mr. Duan's square inch of the world, not to mention the huge pressure brought by the stagnation of the qi machine, the violent sword intent like a steel dragon above his head was still raging at will, and it was extremely torturous to stay in it and breathe.

Borrowing the qi of heaven and earth to create another life, he didn't think about it, but he also inadvertently synesthesia himself to external objects, and those violent swords desperately hit outside, and the pressure on Mr. Duan increased exponentially.

Crackling, booming, thundering, a crisp sound was hidden in it, and it flashed.

After this faint and even imperceptible crisp sound, the swords in the air came back again, even crazier than before, as if they had suddenly turned into a group of bloodthirsty poisonous beasts, and they began to concentrate more frantically on one point to attack the past, and then the crisp sound continued one after another, and even cracks that could be detected by the naked eye began to spread all over the sky on the peak of Daping Mountain.

The qi barrier that separated the outside world from the peak of Daping Mountain was finally completely shattered, and the scattered qi fragments were like sparks flying in the sky.

"It's me who underestimated you, Master Ye. ”

Mr. Duan fell from mid-air, reining in all the qi that was being released, and at the same time, there was a rare trace of jealousy in his eyes.

With the sword intent, it seems that the world has not seen a second one.

Under the shattered starlight, the scene was extremely weird, Mr. Duan, who was standing alone, was a hundred steps away from him, Ye Liqiu, who seemed to be more rickety, began to cough uncontrollably, and his back was densely packed, and countless swords and swords aimed at Mr. Duan, as if thousands of troops were majestic.

"It's been too long since you've had a decent opponent, and you've become sluggish. ”

Ye Liqiu tried his best to control his cough, and the thousands of swords behind him slowly surrounded him, as if they were defending their friends or masters.

"I don't deny it. ”

Mr. Duan glanced back at the apse that was intact under the ban, Ye Xuan, who was in it after the ban was set, couldn't hear the sound outside, nor could she see the situation outside, she would just wait quietly, waiting for Mr. Duan to go back to her after solving everything, and then say: It's all over, miss.

"But I wonder how long you can last. ”

Mr. Duan quickly turned around.

Then he raised his foot and stepped out again.

Mr. Duan didn't drop a step, those faintly hissing swords rushed away one after another, and the swords flew two steps in front of Mr. Duan, but it seemed to hit an incomparably strong wall and was bounced away in an instant, and for a while, the swords flew in the square in front of the entire hall, collided, bounced off, scattered in all directions, and clanged chaotically.

Some of the swords pierced into the invisible wall, but the number of swords that pierced into them quickly turned into pieces, and the sword fragments fell at Mr. Duan's feet, and Mr. Duan took another step forward, as if stepping over the corpses of those swords.

One is desperately knowing the life qi machine, and the other is desperately knowing the sword intent, and the two parties do not give in to each other.

The distance of 100 steps was already more than halfway through, and Mr. Duan's qi was not fully maintained under the wear and tear, and he actually broke through the wall with a sharp sword, cutting through the sleeves of Mr. Duan's fine brocade.

Halfway through a hundred steps, every step behind Mr. Duan stepped out of the deep pit on the ground, and it was really difficult to walk, and the sound of the sword came to an abrupt end, Ye Liqiu's back was empty, and the continuous attacks also used up the last sword.

"Without those broken copper and iron, does Master Ye Zhuang still have a backhand?"

Mr. Duan stopped here, and the distance between the two was no more than fifty steps.

"Ye, please ask Mr. Duan to take the first step!"

Ye Liqiu didn't seem to hear Mr. Duan's question, and the peak sword intent in his chest actually climbed again!

This time, Mr. Duan's eyes are no longer jealous, but a fear that he has not had for many years, this fear comes from the unknown, knowing that the fate of the above person is free, is Ye Liqiu planning to enter the free today?

"Ye has accumulated more than ten years of sword intent, and this last sword is for my hard-working winning mother and my hard-working daughter. ”

Ye Liqiu's sword intent was already unmatched, and even the originally dark sky seemed to have cut a gap in this sharp sword intent, and a faint light was sprinkled from that gap, which happened to immerse Ye Liqiu in it, and Ye Liqiu, who was full of light, seemed to have really become an immortal who had descended into the mortal world at this moment, with majesty and light.

"Immortal. ”

Ning Xiaoyao in the oxcart at the bottom of the mountain opened his mouth again, but there were only a few numbers, and after a sigh, warm tears flowed from the bottom of his eyes.

"Is this the Escape?"

Mu Sanqian was also surprised, whether it was the master in charge of Wudang Mountain or the old man Ning who came out of Xishu, they all said that there was a heavy realm and a heavy sky, which was used as a metaphor for the difficulty of cultivating to break through the realm, but now he can actually watch the master of Ye Zhuang ascend from the clear reason to know his fate, and then break through the realm from the knowledge of his fate to enter the leisure, as if those thresholds in the middle of thousands of cultivators are like a thin layer of kraft paper in Ye Liqiu's eyes, and he will be pierced as soon as he stretches out his hand.

"Mr. Duan, please take the first step. ”

Ye Liqiu said again.

After sitting on the ground, he spoke without emotional fluctuations, as if what he said was just a truth, a simple and ordinary truth, a truth that would happen eventually.

This time it was Ye Liqiu's turn to step forward, and the distance of fifty steps was just a matter of raising his feet.

The light sprinkled on Ye Liqiu's body disappeared, and the sky became dark again, even darker.

The rolling black clouds pressed down, and there was a faint thunder in the clouds.

"This Ye Zhuang owner is still in the realm of reason, and after several battles with Mr. Duan, the realm can actually climb steadily, and now I don't know where Gao went, look at the black clouds rolling in the sky, isn't it going to break the fate and become a free immortal? That is going to attract thunder!"

There were still people on the mountain road in the distance who kept looking back, and before the words fell, there was an explosion, and the dark sky was extremely bright, and it was really a lightning bolt that struck down above everyone's heads!

"Master Ye Zhuang—"

Ye Ning, who was staying with Yang Shanzhe and the red clothes, looked at the vision in the sky and suddenly felt as if her chest was blocked by something, and she was worried about the safety of the owner of Ye Zhuang.

The middle-aged man who would pull her to eat with her and reason with her, the middle-aged man who would shush her and accept her as a disciple, the middle-aged man who seemed to be a father.

"Master Ye!"

Ye Xuan suddenly broke free from the side of the red clothes and ran away regardless of her safety, she couldn't even understand why she was so concerned about the owner of Ye Zhuang.

After a thunderclap, it did not stop, and one after another thunder exploded in the square in front of the palace in Daping Mountain.

After a while, there was no more thunder, and everyone only felt that there was still thunder in their ears.

There was a scorched earth on the square, and Ye Liqiu and Mr. Duan fell to the ground together.

The prohibition set by the apse did not begin to break and dissipate until this time.

Mr. Duan's clenched hand did not release until this time.

Ye Xuan suddenly saw the miserable scene of purgatory in front of her eyes, she didn't know what happened to be like this, and she couldn't believe that the one who fell to the ground was Mr. Duan.

She trembled and left the apse and walked to Mr. Duan's side, wanting to pick up Mr. Duan but not daring to touch the ruined body.

Tears kept rolling in Ye Xuan's eyes, and it was a long time before a heart-wrenching cry of pathos flowed down.

Ye Liqiu, who had been thundered by the sky, was still breathing, he was also unrecognizable and physically destroyed, but he seemed to see Ye Xuan in front of him, and then stretched out his hand towards Ye Xuan, the shocking scene was like a powerful ghost who wanted to pull him into hell.

Ye Xuan was facing the hand that seemed to have only bones left, but it was as if he didn't see it at all, he only knew that he was sitting on the ground and crying, and the tragic cry came from the peak of Daping Mountain, echoing throughout the mountain.

That hand finally stopped not far from Ye Xuan.

Ye Liqiu, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, entered the world with his sword intent, and finally died under the thunder, and his free sword intent was the first person in the world after Ning Jianxian.