Chapter 495

The sword boat retreated slowly, and Liu CI walked into the sky.

He stood in the air and quietly looked at the Xihai sword God.

He didn't speak. Everyone knew he accepted the other party's invitation.

The practitioners were surprised to see that he was still holding his hands and wondered where Chengtian sword was?

Even though it only takes a flash to summon the flying sword, it still takes time.

In this level of battle, shouldn't we fight for all the time and summon the flying sword in advance?

The sea breeze blew in the sky between Liu Ci and Xihai sword God, and rolled up fine waves for more than ten miles.

The beautiful sunshine also refracted at this moment, as if it was much more fierce.

Many practitioners suddenly felt a tingling in their eyes and subconsciously shed tears.

Just the confrontation, the sword intention sent out by the two big things is so powerful that they can't look directly at each other.

For qingshanzong, the battle between the peerless strong was not cost-effective.

But Liu CI is the leader of Castle Peak. When the sword comes to the west to draw the sword, he naturally wants to meet each other.

Two powerful Qi machines have locked each other in the air, and both sides may strike swords at any time. The other side is also the strongest in Chaotian mainland. Liu CI can't be distracted to think about other things at this time. For example, he doesn't have a sword, such as where Nanxu is

Even if the South trend suddenly appears like the well nine budget, he can only ignore it for the time being.

All the green mountains are here. What if the South trend appears?

If Nan Xu wants to take the opportunity to sneak into Castle Peak, there will be surprises waiting for him.

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On the frozen sea, Shaoming island is like a black gem falling in the snow and frost. The top has been cut flat by the sword of Xihai sword God, which is extremely smooth and reflects the sunlight into a better color. If you observe carefully, you can see some tunnels.

The sword boat of Shangde peak is high in the sky, looking down at this picture.

Not far away are the cloud boat of Zhongzhou school and the bitter boat of yimaozhai. In the cloud, there is a faint sound of chanting from the preachers of Guocheng temple.

Even though immortal Taiping is powerful, he can't run out under such an array.

Yuan Qijing looked at the blood stains on the Yin phoenix tail feather. He was not worried that he dared to resist the will of life card and sneak into Shaoming island to help master, but felt that there were other problems.

There was a small bubble in the blood stain, and there was a small black spot in the bubble.

In front of the ruined temple in the remote barren mountain, when the red lantern burned, the small blood bubble also broke.

The little black spot in the blood bubble came into the air, rose in the wind and quickly became a child.

The child was wearing a dark cardigan and a bun. His face was as pale as a ghost and his body was as thin as a ghost.

"Damn it."

The white hair of Yuan riding a whale was blown by the wind, which seemed to be a little vicissitudes.

His expression was still so dull, but his voice was filled with emotion.

The sword ghost moving south suddenly appeared in the Castle Peak sword boat.

It all happened so suddenly.

Even Yin Feng didn't react.

With a soft sound, the sword ghost boy passed through yuan's body and swept out of the cabin.

Until then, the three foot sword on the ice broke empty and returned to the cabin.

The sword ghost boy in the South had been hidden in the body of the flying whale.

The flying whale pretended to hit Shaoming island and died with immortal Taiping. It was intercepted by Yin Feng.

The sword ghost boy stained Yin Feng's tail feather with whale blood, so as to avoid the sword array of green mountain disciples and directly enter the sword boat, narrowing the distance between Yuan and riding whales.

More importantly, Yuan Jijing's three foot sword has been on the sea, maintaining the ice on Shaoming island.

All this sounds very simple, but we need to master the real relationship between Yin Feng and Taiping immortal and understand yuan Qijing's real thoughts on Taiping immortal.

This can be said to be one of the most successful sneak attacks in the history of the spiritual world.

When the three foot sword returned, Yuan's whale riding body was quickly covered with extremely thick ice and snow. There was no wound, but from the tired breath, it should have been seriously injured.

The sword ghost boy who came outside the cabin obviously became much lighter.

Younger martial sister Yushan first found this strange thing and shouted for warning.

The green mountain disciples were calm in the face of danger and reacted very quickly. Countless swords fell.

Just for a moment, the temperature of the sword boat dropped a lot, and a layer of shallow frost rose on the deck.

The sword ghost boy floated between frost and snow as if he were faster than those swords.

Duan liantian fell heavily to the ground without breathing. There was a big mouth in his chest and abdomen. The sword pill was directly cut into pieces. The flying sword had no owner and flew obliquely to the sea.

Yin Feng swept out of the cabin and gave out an angry scream. Black feather was like a sword and cut at the sword ghost boy.

However, the sword ghost boy's body method is extremely strange. Like unreal light and shadow, he continues to kill while avoiding Yin Feng's attack.

With a dull hum, he broke his arm and retreated.

Ghosts are floating.

The sword ghost boy completely went beyond the understanding scope of the so-called kendo. He suddenly went back dozens of feet, wiped Yin Feng's wings and came to a place in the sword boat.

"Protect younger martial sister!"

Shangde peak disciples gather their flying swords and cut them off.

Blood splashed and people died.

The wind and snow in the sky suddenly became wild.

The sword ghost boy's body is slightly sluggish.

At the next moment, he dived into the sword boat.

People guessed what the monster wanted to do, but it was too late to stop it.

There was a loud rattle. The core of the sword boat array was destroyed and fell to the ground from high altitude. It could no longer bear such a huge weight and scattered into countless fragments.

Shangde peak disciples rose one after another with swords, and some seriously injured and dead disciples fell along with the fragments of the sword boat.

The Yin Phoenix roared and flew into the sky, chasing the small and misty ghost in the sky.

The sword light flashed. Some disciples from other green mountain sword boats came to save them, but they were instantly killed by the sword ghost boy.

When the wind and snow burst again, a transparent ice mass suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sword ghost boy was trapped in the ice.

But it didn't last long, and the ice mass produced countless cracks and dispersed.

Yuan Qijing stood in the wind and snow, staring at a place in the sky, with long hair scattered.

Holding a three foot sword in both hands, he cut down towards the piece.

Countless winds and snow enveloped the West Sea.

The figure of the sword ghost boy looms in it.

Without command, all the flying swords of Castle Peak sword boat flew over there.

Hundreds of flying swords, with hundreds of sharp sword lights, penetrated the wind and snow and chased the figure.

In such an array, even the strongest devil and the demon of the underworld were hanged.

But Liu CI knew it was not enough, because the other party was the most powerful Sword Fairy in the world, and was obviously in an extremely strange state.

He looked at the figure in the wind and snow, his fine eyebrows were slightly picked, and he wanted to take out his sword.

Countless tides suddenly appeared in the Western sea.

Twelve Towers sword to.

A loud bang.

The tide disperses invisibly, and the sea breeze blows disorderly wind and snow.

The practitioners of all sects looked up at the sky and saw two very tall figures fighting in the empty space at a very high place.

Lightning kept falling.

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Barren mountains and broken temples.

Well nine looked at the South trend and took a step forward. His right hand naturally held each other's hand.

South trend's hands are very old, cold and full of wrinkles. They are not like hands, but more like inanimate things.

Countless sword lights gushed out of their hands and floated in all directions.

Nan forgot that the hidden injury in his body was pulled by the sword idea and broke out again. He put his head against Jing Jiu's back, and his face was a little pale.

The white cat squatted on Jingjiu's shoulder, stared at Nanju's eyes, and kept thinking about the timing of the shot.

It can be counselled at other times, but today may even involve the survival of the Castle Peak sect. As a Castle Peak guard, it must not retreat.

The sword light continued to float out from the clenched hands between Jingjiu and Nanxu, like snowflakes, and then slowly fell into the ruins from the sky.

Clank clank! The sound of countless swords sounded, and the ruins and gravel of the broken temple were cut into the smallest particles and rolled up by the wind.

Those winds were quickly chopped up and turned into the warmest spring breeze, which fell on Jing Jiu's face. His expression did not change.

Nanxu looked at him and said with emotion, "it's really a perfect sword. Unfortunately, your level is too low."

This still says that the sword rises with people.

Well nine said, "you are a sword now. You don't even have a realm."

This is the law of keeping sword ghosts.

"I didn't expect you to even know this," Nan said

Well nine said, "you were cut off and embarked on the road of turning into a sword. Your body is really indestructible."

"Yes, it's hard for anything to hurt me now," Nan said

Well nine said, "I'm very special."

Yes, the South forgetting of breaking the sea can't hurt the South trend, but he can.

There was a very thin crack on Nanju's wrist, and then there was a crack on his tiger's mouth. You can see the blood and flesh inside.

Strangely, those flesh and blood are gray and look really like mummies.

"There is no realm, it is all reality."

Nanxu looked at him and said, "your problem is that you try to build the sword out of the realm. When your realm is low, the sword is not so special."

At the place where the voice fell, a section of Jing Jiu's dress belt fell.

Then his hair fell for a while.

Then a part of his earlobe fell down. The white cat looked at the drop of blood on his ear, shocked speechless, thinking that you were hurt? Nanxu looked at him, smiled and said, "if you don't let go, you will die. Are you afraid?" The sword continued to ring between heaven and earth, some twisted, like buzzing. The sword light kept floating, cutting off everything you could encounter. Well nine said to Liu shisui in the mountain village that what he was best at was cutting. Today, he finally met another person who was as good at cutting off as himself. Only one man-made sword, one man-made sword. As Nanxu said, his level is still too low. If he persists in not letting go, he will really die. Well nine doesn't want to die, but he won't let go. He said to Nanxu, "the green mountain sword array is coming. Are you afraid?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.