The sword light lit up the world on the cloud.
Nanzheng saw the hanging mountain in the night sky and knew that it was Yuntai.
She should have been familiar with this hanging mountain, because she has been there many times over the years, but tonight she saw the true face for the first time.
She knew it was probably the last time she saw her.
The sword light that fell through the sky cut into the hanging mountain.
When the foreign enemy invades, the array in the cloud platform has already been started. At this time, when encountering this sword light, it will automatically produce a reaction, but it can't block it for a moment.
With an unimaginable roar, the peak hall was cut in two by the sword light, which turned into countless sawdust and gravel.
That hall is where Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue have been. The winner of the annual four seas banquet will receive an interview and reward from Xi wangsun here.
It is conceivable that no matter whether there will be a four seas banquet after tonight, many things will change irreversibly.
The sword light cut open the hall and continued to go down into the mountain. With the extremely harsh friction and cutting sound, a straight crack appeared between the cliffs, and countless gravel and smoke spewed out from inside.
The temple and array in the hanging mountain are broken by the sword light, as fragile as glass.
The sound of friction and cutting became more and more harsh, and then gradually became low, just like the sound of a real dragon.
The crack became deeper and deeper, countless sand and stones fell towards the sea, and the hanging mountain gradually became two halves and shaky.
All this happened in a very short time.
There were fleeing figures everywhere in the smoke scattered from Yuntai, and countless cries of fear and screams after injury sounded from all over the mountains.
The green mountain disciples and other practitioners in the night sky were shocked and speechless.
The most shocked was the disciples who came to help Xihai led by Tonglu.
They looked pale at the picture in front of them and wondered what the master was going to do. Did he want to destroy Yuntai by himself!
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Yuntai is the important place of Xihai sword sect and the most important step to set foot on the Chaotian continent.
Xihai sword God destroyed Yuntai himself. Does it mean anything?
Nanzheng didn't think about it, because everyone, including her, was attracted by another picture.
She looked at a place in the night sky and muttered with extremely complex emotions, "master..."
There was a rope hanging from a high place in the sky, with a man tied at the end.
Xi wangsun swayed gently in the sea breeze, like an inchworm falling from a branch, knowing that he was not far from death.
Of course, it can also be said that he looks like a hanging ghost at this time.
The nickname of Inchworm is hanging ghost.
The light of the sword was magnificent, and the front was so light that it could not be seen. It was like a breeze.
When the sword light cut off the cloud platform, the front end slipped silently in the night sky.
The breeze fell on the Western king sun.
A sneering smile appeared on the West Wang sun's face.
The next moment, his smile was cut in half.
Because his face was cut in half.
Then his body became two halves.
Xi wangsun is dead.
His two bodies fell towards the sea, some like a separating cloud platform, more like a broken kite.
Even if he raised Yuanying and sword ghost, they all died together under the merciless sword light.
Many died with him.
For example, Nanzheng's loyalty to bu Laolin and Tonglu's pride.
So neither he, who was standing with his sword in the night sky, nor she, who was trembling on the top of the mountain, could hear the great voice that sounded in the night sky.
That's the voice of Xihai sword God.
He seems to be saying that he was careless in discipline and let so many scum of xiwangsun and Yuntai disciples come out of the door. He apologized, so he cleaned up the door himself.
He ordered all the disciples of Xihai sword sect to return to the island and not to stay here.
After that, the voice of Xihai sword God disappeared, and the sword light also went away.
The disciples of Xihai sword sect who were holding the sword in the air looked at each other and were struggling. Finally, they dared not disobey the leader's order and were forcibly taken away by the two Youye elders.
Tonglu stayed. He stood on the flying sword, pale and pathetic.
The cloud platform is completely separated, and more cliffs fall. The array is completely damaged, and there are no intact buildings.
The Xihai disciples and deacons who stayed in the mountains were desperate and unwilling to drink and scold, mixed with crying.
The array has been disabled. Naturally, they will not stay in Yuntai and wait for death. They control their swords one after another. For a time, more than 100 sword lights left the cliff one after another to illuminate the night sky.
Looking at this picture and listening to the cry from afar, bu qiuxiao sighed and said to Cheng Youtian, "the one who falls is still to be preserved as far as possible."
Cheng Youtian raised his right hand and said, "I also hope they can calm down."
With his gesture, hundreds of sword lights and magic weapon lights went towards the cloud platform, occupied all the space in an instant, and soon met the more than 100 sword lights. Crossing Nanshan Mountain is the first disciple of green mountain. The realm is high and naturally rushes in the front. The blue sea sword under his feet did not know whether it had been repaired once. The blue sword light was mixed with light gold. Suddenly, he saw a picture, his expression changed slightly, and flew away to some place. There were several sword lights flying out of the cloud platform. They didn't think about how to escape, but flew crazy towards the night sky where Tonglu was located, obviously trying to be bad for him. Piansheng Tonglu was also like crazy at this time. He stood on the sword and found no danger at all. And in Guo Nanshan's opinion, even if he finds it, he won't hide. Cross Nanshan and fly to Tonglu as fast as possible to block the attacks. Those Xihai disciples looked at Tonglu with resentful eyes. They didn't try again and flew away, but they were surrounded by more than ten sword lights before they went far. The surrounding night sky was full of killing sounds, swords and screams. After crossing Nanshan Mountain, he stood on the sword, looked at Tonglu and shouted: "wake up! Tonight is the best result! " Tonglu's face was pale. His hair wet by the sea looked like withered willow leaves. Looking at him, he said: "when we participated in the Taoist war that year, we ate roast sheep, drank wine and talked all night. As a result, only I was a fool. You kept it from me. It turned out that what you had to deal with was our West Sea." Guo Nanshan could not bear it and said, "we kept it from you because you are a disciple of the West Sea, but what we want to deal with is never the West Sea, but not Lao Lin." Tonglu's voice trembled and said, "what's the difference? Xihai is not Laolin... Do you think Shizun killed Shishu and destroyed Yuntai himself, and the world will think that these are Shishu's sins and have nothing to do with Xihai sword school? " After a moment of silence, Guo Nanshan said, "at least now everyone can only think so."“ But I don't think so! " Tonglu suddenly shouted angrily: "we said a lot of things, the most important of which is not to deceive ourselves and others!" After crossing Nanshan Mountain, he took a deep look at him, didn't say anything, and rode away with his sword. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.