The space of the sword mound began to crumble.

The will of the Sword Lord dominates the space of the Sword Shrine, and at this moment, the Spirit of the Sword Lord begins to dissipate.

As one of the three holy places, the sword mound itself contains great luck, perhaps it is the will left by the sword lord before his death, and the sword mound space is beginning to collapse at this moment.

Countless fortunes have returned to the world from this space.

After the space collapses, what is left?

Yi Xiao stood silently at the entrance of the ghost gate.

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble.

Piece after piece of land cracked and crumbled, and the earth trembled.

He looked up.

The young man's face was so calm.

It's as cold as snow.

This kind of look should never be the appearance of a teenager.

This is the look that can only be seen when you are used to seeing life and death.

The black clothes were clinging to his body, and his clothes were flying wildly.

Yi Xiao watched the ground in front of him crack one by one.

After the space collapses, what is left?

The old palace master of the chess palace can be called the Yuan Force fluctuation of creation, descending, enveloping every living being.

Every inch of space.

Even if the old man was buried in the ghost gate, the Yuan Li left behind was still as vast as the sea.

To send a city out of the sword mound and return it to the world.

But that Yuan Force fluctuation did not envelop Yi Xiao.

Yi Xiao did not enter the sword mound with the people in the Wind Court City, and was not sensed by Yuan Li, the old palace master of the Chess Palace.

So Yi Xiao witnessed the scene after the collapse of the space.

The vast Yuan Force of the Sea removed almost all the creatures in the Sword Shrine space!

The field of vision suddenly became extremely wide.

The dense fog inside the sword mound was emptied in an instant.

Countless pieces of land floated in front of Yi Xiao.

The ups and downs, like small islands, now tremble with the space.

There were two cold rays of light above the highest point, which pierced Yi Xiao's eyes.

On that small island, there are two white clothes.

Jian Zongming and Ye Xiaolou.

The two realms were stretched out, forcibly isolating the fluctuation of the Yuan Force of the old palace master of the Chess Palace.

Refusing to leave.

A piece of green clothes suddenly fell beside Yi Xiao.

The Great God of Qi Liang carried his hands behind his back, and the domain intention stretched out, blocking the teleportation yuan force of the old palace master of the chess palace.

On his back was a three-foot sword with an ancient breath, and the evil energy in the scabbard was tumbling like a dragon.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrank, and he recognized that this sword was the sword Liutao of the soldier left by Lu Sheng back then.

Yi Shaoran said lightly: "You still don't want to leave, do you want to stay and watch this decisive battle?"

Yi Xiao did not answer.

He smiled.

The eyebrows of the green clothes in front of him were a little unnaturally raised.

Yi Xiao's face remained unchanged, and he smiled at Yi Shaoran and asked, "Where can I go?"

"It's not okay to walk. To escape. Escape as fast as you can. Yi Shaoran smiled and said, "Tianque has already prepared an extremely fast carriage for you to escape back to Qiliang. ”

Every word is heart-wrenching.

"Can you escape back to Qi Liang?" Yi Xiao smiled unabated.

Smile with a knife.

"You want to kill me so much, how dare I take that carriage?" His Royal Highness trembled with his ten fingers in his sleeves, and laughed angrily: "Sitting in that carriage, can I still return to Qiliang alive?"

"His Royal Highness doesn't want to go back to Qiliang, is it possible that he wants to go north?" Yi Shaoran thought slightly with his head sideways.

"Guess. The Hibiscus Sword on Yi Xiao's arm hummed slightly.

The dragon and snake kissed each other at the back of the head, and the green lotus slowly gave birth.

"Dragons and snakes grow together, and plants and lotuses grow together. Yi Shaoran smiled and said, "Carrying the two heavenly phases, there is indeed the capital to be proud of the world. ”

Yi Xiao looked directly into Yi Shaoran's eyes: "Since the teacher wants to kill me, why didn't you do it earlier?"

Yi Shaoran did not speak.

He looked at the little highness in black from beginning to end.

"It's different. Yi Shaoran smiled dumbly and said: "You have been extremely precocious since you were a child, but now you have an indescribable temperament. ”

Yi Xiao was silent.

Thousands of miles north.

It's changed a lot.

At least put down a lot of stupid obsessions.

Yi Xiao's hands trembled in his sleeves.

He smiled and asked, "What about my father?"

"Your Majesty?" Yi Shaoran smiled, "Guess." ”

Yi Xiao was silent and said, "Why do you want to kill me?"

He struggled to squeeze a smile out of his face.

"I really can't think of a reason to kill me. Do you have one?"

Yi Shaoran shook his head in silence and said, "I have no comment." ”

"Good. Yi Xiao pulled out the Hibiscus Sword and pointed at Yi Shaoran.

The Tsing Yi was unmoved, and said with a smile: "What do you mean?"

"It's simple. The hibiscus in Yi Xiao's hand swayed like a snake, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"If you can't kill me today, I'll kill you. ”

The green dress smiled.

Fu Hui was stunned, and in an instant, the sword body turned around, sticking to Yi Xiao's arm and not daring to come out again.

Yi Shaoran put his hands behind his back and said expressionlessly: "You want to kill me?"

"You haven't even cultivated Yuan Li, and now you want to fight with me for life and death with a quasi-ninth-grade physique?" After the nine grades, one step at a time, you have two heavenly phases, and if you can't reach this threshold, what's the difference between you and ordinary people?"

"It's easy to die. It's hard to survive. Yi Shaoran said coldly, "Out of Fengting City, if you want to survive, you rely on your own ability." ”

"You see it well. The god of Tsing Yi said calmly: "Now your surname is Yi, not Xiao, if you want to live, you have to fight with your life, and it is not easy for anyone to survive in this world." There are a lot of people who want to kill you, so do you have to ask them one by one?"

"Hatred. It is the driving force to become stronger. Yi Shaoran opened his mouth indifferently and said, "If you want to live, you have to become stronger." ”

He looked up suddenly.

looked at the figures of two white-clothed immortals in mid-air.

Yi Shaoran pointed and smiled: "If you want to be like them, how can you do it without carrying hatred?"

"You see, how many Jiupin are reluctant to leave, just to watch the two of them fight. The god of Tsing Yi will sigh with emotion.

"Two white clothes, the name moves the Central Plains. How magnificent?"

......

Jian Zongming looked at the man in white not far in front of him.

I have to admit that Ye Xiaolou's domain meaning has been accomplished.

The two are fused, and they will soon enter the realm of the grandmaster.

How many years has he been practicing?

Twenty-three years.

To some extent, Ye Xiaolou's sword was younger than Jian Zongming.

More terrifying.

"I've been sitting here for seven days, not moving. Jian Zongming sat cross-legged on the ground, and the snow-white divine sword Dugu was placed on his knees horizontally.

He looked a little lonely and asked, "Do you know why?"

Ye Xiaolou didn't speak.

His long, frost-white hair fluttered in the air.

Seven days into the meditation, the whole body spirit is instilled in the sword on the lap.

Ye Xiaolou could see it.

That Dugu Sword had been cultivated to a terrifying level.

Once unsheathed, it is truly unstoppable.

"Lord of the Wind Court Sword Master, what a great reputation. Jian Zongming smiled and said, "Dominate the world for a hundred years!"

"In the past sixteen years, I have walked the world, picked invincible opponents all over the world, and I did not dare to enter the wind court. The white-clothed immortal stroked Dugu on his knee and muttered softly: "In this battle, no matter how strong he is, I can cut off his head to justify Dugu's name." ”

Then he looked up with a hideous face and asked, "Why are you fighting on behalf of the teacher?"

"What qualifications do you have?"

"The Sword Master of the Wind Court is dead, who is still worthy of my unsheathed sword?"

Jian Zongming sneered: "Ye Xiaolou, you are not worthy of this sword. ”

Jian Zongming slowly glanced around.

Everyone was terrified.

The space of the sword shrine is extremely silent.

The ancient swords buried in the sword mound roared in unison.

"You are not worthy. ”

Ye Xiaolou watched Jian Zongming get up.

It's so sharp that even the space is faintly torn apart.

Ye Xiaolou still stopped Jian Zongming and spoke softly.

"Whether you are worthy or not, you have to try it to know. ”

Jian Zongming turned his back to Ye Xiaolou.

Sneered.

Dugu was out of the sheath in an instant.

In an instant, the nine heavens rang together.

The sword mound space was torn apart by this sword from top to bottom.

Jian Zongming raised his head.

Looking at the sword marks that stretched all over the world.

He sighed softly.

"Yes?"

It's like talking to yourself.

It is like asking the world.

Then step out and never look back.

Only the amazing sword mark that stood between heaven and earth was left.

The floating island shuddered slightly.

It's as if someone has drawn a line in the center of the island.

In the next moment, the entire island was cut in two.

Flying sand and rocks.

Ten thousand swords bent over.

It's like a firework.

How domineering is Jian Zongming's sword?

Truly surpassing the nine products.

All the Nine Rank powerhouses who were stranded in the space of the Sword Shrine were all discolored.

Consider oneself inferior to another.

Ye Xiaolou was also silent under this sword.

"Is it worthy?" Ye Xiaolou smiled, picked up the long frost-white hair behind his back, and asked himself softly.

He shook his head.

The sword intent is Ling Ran, and the smile is free.

Ye Xiaolou's momentum began to shrink, and the momentum of the whole person changed from unsheathed to into sheath.

He muttered, "Why not deserve it?"

......

Yi Shaoran suddenly spoke: "Ye Xiaolou has realized. ”

The god of Tsing Yi seemed to be deliberately speaking to His Royal Highness, and did not lower his voice.

"Sword Zongming's sword is indeed beyond the Nine Grades, if the Source Intention and Domain Intention can't be blended together, it is truly harmonious and Ruyi, and it is absolutely impossible to use such an amazing sword. When the Lord of the Sword is gone, this sword is the strongest sword in the world, capable of slashing all enemies in its path. ”

"It's a pity that Sword Zongming won't come out of the sheath. He is the highest in the sword world, and no one is worthy of this sword at the moment. Yi Shaoran smiled slightly: "So he is raising a sword, waiting for someone in the world to rise, until someone can be worthy of his sword." ”

The god of Tsing Yi suddenly asked jokingly: "Your Highness, will you become such a person?"

Yi Xiao was silent.

"First of all, you have to live, it's not easy. Yi Shaoran sneered: "Do you know how many people want to kill you?"

"Cao Zhixuan of the Northern Wei Dynasty wants to kill you, your name is engraved on the black sleeve killing list, and the female king of Senluo Dao may even take action in person. Do you think you have a chance of surviving?" he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yi Xiao smiled indifferently, "I can survive." I don't care if these people want to kill me. ”

His Royal Highness raised his eyebrows, "Qi Liang wants to kill me, I can't accept it." ”

Yi Shaoran said expressionlessly: "No one will question the decision made by that one. ”

"That one wants me to die?" Yi Xiao smiled: "If that's the case." Then I would have died countless times. ”

"So......" Yi Shaoran smiled suddenly, "why have you survived until now." ”

Yi Xiao didn't have time to think, and the soles of her feet sank.

The sky is shaking.

There was a continuous roar in the sky, and countless floating islands began to crumble.

Gravel swept in front of him, and even the ground beneath his feet began to tremble.

Yi Xiao stabilized his figure, and what Zhu Lian saw was that the sword mound's atmospheric fortune began to collapse and disintegrate.

The whole space began to unstable.

The terrifying sword marks that stretched for hundreds of feet became more and more unstable.

The whole space began to collapse in the distance from the horizon, and the rumbling sound like thunder shook the ears.

Those nine-rank powerhouses standing on the floating island didn't care about the collapse of the space in front of them.

These nine-rank powerhouses were all immersed in the observation of the sword marks that stretched for hundreds of zhang, and when their hearts were shaken, they tried to expand a sense in their hearts.

The artistic conception of this sword, if you can gain something in it, it is an unavoidable opportunity.

The great god of Tsing Yi glanced at Yi Xiao slightly.

The color of the small hall is a little pale.

He is not a powerhouse at the ninth rank level, even if he awakens the dragon and snake phase, his speed and strength have been greatly improved, and he is still a long distance away from the ninth grade.

He couldn't understand that terrifying sword mark, so he could only store it in the lotus phase.

Yi Xiao is now thinking about a very serious question.

The sword mound space collapsed, what should he do?

The Tsing Yi chuckled lightly and stretched out a finger.

Yi Xiao's pupils shrunk.

The finger was on his forehead.

A majestic and vast, river-like force was drawn out of the space.

This power is slightly inferior to that sword mark, but it is definitely the product of the fusion of the source intention and the domain intention!

Half-step grandmaster!

Yi Xiao looked at the plain-looking Tsing Yi god general in disbelief.

How did he get to this point?

Yi Shaoran tapped his fingers lightly.

The collapse of the sword mound space, which stretched for several miles, stopped at the feet of His Royal Highness.

The world is spinning.

As if the stars were shifting, the space was pulled out and sent to the other end.

The next moment-

Yi Xiao raised his head in a trance.

There are no hundreds of sword marks cutting through the heavens and the earth, and there is no floating island that is constantly collapsing.

The scene in front of you is incomparably familiar.

There was even a lot of noise in the streets.

Yi Xiao was stunned.

"Here it is...... Wind Court City?"