In adversity, it will either explode or perish.

At this moment, in the adversity of life and death, Song Si, Ziyao's sword flashed, and the sword intent kept sublimating!

But no matter how much Song Si's sword intent strengthened, the young man in the green cloth lotus crown still maintained his smile, the cyan sword lotus bloomed all around him, and a shocking sword qi broke out of the air and shot towards Song Si.

Immediately after that, the second and third ...... It wasn't until the nineteenth blue lotus sword qi shot out that the cyan sword lotus under the three bodies turned into a phantom and dissipated.

However, at the moment when the cyan sword lotus dissipated, the three held the long sword in their hands, followed by the nineteenth blue lotus sword qi, turned into light and shadow, and forced to kill.

The sword momentum is invisible, the sword intent is endless, Song Sizi shines horizontally, and the extremely sharp sword light leaves a deep sword pit on the ground.

The moment the first Qinglian sword qi was about to stab Song Si, Song Si's sword momentum and sword intent suddenly dissipated, and even Song Si disappeared into the three divine senses.

However, Song Si is still in San's field of vision, not an afterimage.

"The Void Sword is unintentional!"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Song Si slowly swung Zi Yao, shattering the first Qinglian sword qi, followed by the second Qinglian sword qi, the third, and the fourth ......

At the moment when the eighteenth Qinglian sword qi was dispersed, Song Si spurted out a mouthful of blood, and after taking a step back, the figure disappeared, and before the three were surprised, the purple shadow in the sky had enveloped him.

Zi Yao's phantom instantly became one, Song Si's figure appeared in front of him, and a sword stabbed out, hitting the three swords, Zi Yao's sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and then the two of them staggered.

"Poof......"

Song Si knelt on the ground with a sword, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his chest was reflected crimson by the blood, and the blood was flowing out endlessly.

However, the nineteenth Qinglian sword qi Song Si did not take it, but ate this sword, and had no intention of using the killing move Void Sword.

The outcome has been decided, Song Si, still alive!

"Sure enough... Not bad... Hahaha..."San's smile dissipated, Qinglian Sword Qi could no longer suppress his injuries, and the powerful Void Sword Qi in his body rushed out, blasting him into a pool of blood mist.

"Wu Hesan has left, it's Lu's turn!" The young man in Tsing Yi Lotus Crown, who claimed to be Lu, pulled out the long sword in his hand, threw the scabbard with his left hand, and inserted it into a huge rock.

After ordering a few acupoints to suppress the injury, Song Si swallowed a few spiritual grasses, looked at Lu who walked slowly, and slowly stood up.

Do you want to kill him? That's not enough!

Scenes of memories appeared in his mind, and they were pressed by Song Si one by one, and now is not the time to recall.

The sword is still there, the life is still there, so he can't fall, because Song Si still hasn't figured out what is going on with his bizarre crossing in this life?

Why did he go to the Tang Dynasty, why he was in the Ming Dynasty, and how he crossed over, Song Si couldn't remember, where were these memories, he needed to get them back.

Duckweed has no roots, it is lonely enough, Song Si, who has no roots and has lost his memory, is wandering in this world, who can understand his loneliness?

Perhaps, only on the fifteenth day of each month, looking up at the full moon night after night can be expressed.

Letting go of the loneliness and longing in his heart, Song Si, who was covered in blood, held Zi Yao tightly, stood like a Jin Song, and looked at Lu who came coldly, without words or expression, the sword on Zi Yao represented his decision!

Kill!

At this moment, Song Si completely released himself, the depression was not there, the sadness was not there, the loneliness was not there, and the sword in his hand was one of his qiē!

The sword intent was sublimated to an uncontrollable realm at this moment.

A trace of blood appeared in Zi Yao's sword light, and the originally pure Void Sword Intent was no longer pure.

The afterimage is left alone, and Ziyao kills!

Song Si turned into countless lights and shadows, and the sword shadows were one after another, enveloping Lu in an instant.

The figure shifted, and the staggered sword qi enveloped the land within a radius of six hundred miles, and the two people who were fighting lost their traces in the chaotic sword qi.

For a long time, a green lotus bloomed in the sky, rushing into the sky with sword intent, shocking all directions.

Suddenly, Qinglian exploded, and the powerful sword qi hit the Quartet, and Song Si, who had broken through Qinglian, was once again shot down to the ground, blood splattered, and injuries were added to injury.

The cyan robe hunted with the wind, and the lotus-crowned young man Lu maintained the same smile as San, and indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "You, you are demonic!"

Yes, Song Si is now enchanted. I don't know if he was seriously injured or affected by "Zixia Gong", his eyes turned purple.

The frenzied white hair, which seems to be impregnated by the demons in his heart, switches between black and white at will.

"Fall into the devil, and kill it!"

With a flick of the sword, the light and shadow stayed, Song Si killed Lu who was in high school, and in his eyes, now there was only someone or something who dared to block the Zi Yao flying sword.

Void Sword Unintentional!

Looking at the sky full of killing shadows, Lu Shuang held the sword in his hand, and a green lotus composed of cyan sword rays was slowly blooming at the tip of the sword, and the terrifying green lotus sword intent made everything in this hundreds of miles of land tremble.

"Qinglian Tianque!"

Qinglian fell, and Song Si's void sword collided with each other, and the powerful sword qi swept thousands of miles, the grass and trees did not exist, and the boulder turned into ash.

After the impact, Lu fell to the ground, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood, and his expression remained indifferent: "Fighting back and forth, there are only three swords, are you annoying?" If there are only these three swords, then you can be defeated!"

"Are there only three swords?" Song Si, who was vomiting blood, smiled gloomily, and Zi Yao pointed at Lu, "Try this trick again!"

Yin and yang rotated, the white light was shining, and Song Si, who was smiling at the sky, was suddenly divided into two, one was the black-haired Mu Weiming who was holding a bright lantern and wearing a black robe, and the other was the white-haired Song Si who was holding the Ziyao Flying Sword and covered in blood.

"Daohua Baiyang!"

"There is no life in reality!"

The two of them used the extreme move at the same time, the cold light was dazzling for thousands of miles, and Mu Weiming turned into a dazzling white yang and rushed away. Song Si recklessly crossed the level and used the fourth form of the "Void Sword Technique" - Void and Reality and No Life.

In the face of such a crazy attack, Lu's expression was indifferent, and the flying sword in his hand was transformed into a cyan sword lotus, and then the sword pointed at the condensation, pointed at the back of the cyan sword lotus, and pushed away.

Thousands of brilliance dispersed, the ground cracked ten zhang, rolled a hundred miles, and when the dust settled, I saw two sword marks in the center of the battlefield that were thirty zhang deep and staggered for a hundred miles.

In the air, Mu Weiming and Song Si became one, fell to the ground, leaned on the sword and half-knelt, bleeding silently. Lu was also overwhelmed by the sword qi and staggered.

"It's a pity......" Looking at Song Si who was enchanted, Lu's eyes were confused, although they forced Song Si's sword intent to the limit and entered a higher realm, but the consequence was that Song Si went mad.

It's not all of them.

The long sword fell to the ground, Lu fell to the dust with regret, and in the face of Song Si, who was enchanted, he was defeated.

"Jiu!"

"Zero!"

The remaining two young men in Tsing Yi and lotus crowns walked over, looked at Song Si, who was half-kneeling on the ground, and drew their swords.

Barely waiting for Song Si, who was enchanted, to react, a huge cyan sword lotus appeared under him and wrapped him in, and in the next second, he lost consciousness.

"If he hadn't fallen into the demon, how many moves would he be able to sustain under your sword?" Zero asked with a smile.

Jiu retracted his sword and walked towards the void: "If it's his last move, I'm not an opponent." ”

Zero shook his head and followed: "Let's go, there are two little ones who are not bad." ”

The same crisis, the same scene appeared in front of Mo Liuli, the young men in Tsing Yi Lotus Crown, Zero, Jiu, Lu, and San stood in all directions, quietly watching Wu and Mo Liuli's sword duel.

On the other side, Ye Feixia seemed to be much stronger, killing Wu first, and was fighting with San. The golden figure, the proud figure, and the beauty seemed to be hidden by her exquisite swordsmanship.

The snow was flustered, the sword was shocked, and he stood quietly in the snow by stepping on the snow and the wind, holding the hilt of the sword behind his back, and observing the four directions with cold eyes.

If one looks closely at this time, they will find that the snowflakes falling around the snow terror are composed of extremely small ice swords.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared behind him and stabbed him in the heart with a sword.

The sword came out two inches, a cold light flashed, and a chilling sword qi pierced the heart of the man in black, killing in an instant.

Treading the snow and the wind withdrew his long sword, and continued to observe the four directions, and in an instant, two swordsmen, one black and one white, also died under his sword.

When he broke through the Four Elephant Sword Formation, he was slightly injured. When the Qinglian Sword Formation of the eight people was broken, the sword in his hand was held in the snow, and he stood in the snow and staggered, and he was already unstable on his feet.

When Wu came to him, he laughed at himself in the snow, intending to blow up the snow array and die with Wu, but at the last moment, he found that when the lotus-crowned young Wu appeared in front of him, he had already made several swords.

Wu shook his head, ignored the fallen snow and frightening wind, and returned to the team with his sword.

......

Qinglian Terrace outside Qinglian Palace.

Yun Meng woke up, stepped on the snow and frightened the wind were teleported out one after another, and looked blankly in all directions.

"Dead, not dead?" Yun Meng muttered to himself, seeing countless monks watching the ceremony in the distance, knowing that he was still alive.

Treading the snow and the wind was also a little dazed at this time, obviously killed by Wu, but the result was teleported out, this qiē is really a bit incredible.

Glancing at the Qinglian list next to him, his name had disappeared. However, he was able to break into the eighth house world, and he was ranked fourth, and he was already favored by the major factions.

"Hmph!" At the Demon Domain viewing banquet, Yan Wuxin snorted coldly, which made the major factions who were worried about stepping on the snow lose their minds. Isn't the disciple of the disciple who robbed this female demon looking for death?

"Treading the snow and the wind to meet the seniors. "Walking down the Qinglian Terrace in the snow and frightened, he came to Yan Wuxin and saluted, "The disciple failed to break through the eighth palace world, please ......"

"Just be alive, sit down. After speaking, Yan Wuxin closed her eyes and continued to comprehend the immortal Dao rhyme on the Qinglian platform, and used this to improve her martial arts.

At this time, Yun Meng woke up much more unfortunate, the elders of the two major demon sects of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Dao Demon Sect pointed at him, and the elders of the other major sects also cast curious glances.

Especially when Yun Meng woke up and saw the Holy Hand Alliance Elder lead away from Sheng, he knew that something was wrong. didn't think about it any more, and when the dignified thief god cloud woke up, he immediately used his blood to escape from Qinglian Terrace.

This behavior made the faces of the elders of the major factions who were observing him extremely bad, especially the elders of the Holy Hand Alliance, who were about to drip rain from their gloomy faces.

She didn't expect that Yun Meng would wake up and go through the Qinglian Palace trial, and his strength would increase so high, and in time, it was estimated that no one in the entire Holy Hand Alliance would be able to restrain him.

Unless it is an immortal thief, but on the Kunxu Star, who can know the whereabouts of the immortal thief?

After Yun Meng woke up and left, a few streamers of light flew out from the Demon Dao faction and chased after her, leading Li Sheng to chase and kill the past, but seeing Mu Weiming, who was still ranked first, she decided to stay for the time being and continue to wait and see.

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