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Chapter 85: The Hall of Flowers and Drunk 3 Guests
After Ji Xiaoyao finished speaking, he saw the abyss-like rift behind him, in which the most powerful sword intent in the world gushed out.
Like a cold and clear spring bursting out of a rift, it poured straight into the Longque Jingshen Sword!
At this moment, when the sword intent in the rift poured in, the dragon sparrow frightened the divine sword and shot out, and the two sides of the sword reflected the sky blue dragon shadow and the sky swallowing sparrow shadow in the void, circling and reflecting each other, exuding awe-inspiring imperial power !
"That's... the terrifying sword intent in the rift! Why can the Eternal Emperor mobilize those sword intents?"
Among the Li family's crowd, a Li family Tianjiao next to Li Qingxuan exclaimed.
The sword intent in this rift here existed ten thousand years ago. The sword intent contains an extremely terrifying aura, and more importantly, it seems to contain the ultimate swordsmanship, which is of great benefit to the cultivation of swordsmen.
So in the past, people often came here to practice the way of the sword by comprehending the sword intent, and this relic was discovered by the cultivators who comprehended the sword intent.
But now, Ji Xiaoyao was able to urge the emperor's soldiers to absorb the sword intent in the rift, which really shocked everyone.
Buzz!
As the terrifying sword intent in the rift continued to pour in, the Longque Jingshen Sword in Ji Xiaoyao's hand also began to vibrate, and Ji Xiaoyao could clearly feel the excitement of the Longque Jingshen Sword.
As for why Ji Xiaoyao was able to mobilize the sword intent in the rift, and why the Longque Jingshen Sword screamed happily.
Of course it was because the sword intent in the rift was originally left by Li Tiangang!
Even this rift was created by Li Tiangang once in battle!
A sword rifts the valley, and the remnants of the sword will survive thousands of years of immortality. This is the might of the Sword Emperor!
Clang!
As all the fierce sword intent in the rift poured into the Longque God Sword, a clear sword chant resounded, causing the illusion of a long sword engraved with the dragon and bird's divine pattern to appear in the minds of everyone present.
At the same time, the phantom of Li Tiangang, the sword emperor in white, also appeared behind Ji Xiaoyao.
"The house is full of flowers and drunk with three thousand guests!"
Facing the wave of mana attacking together by three thousand cultivators and the terrifying killing erupted by the supreme Taoist soldiers, Ji Xiaoyao's handsome and immortal face was extremely flat.
He held the hilt of the sword in his hand and raised the edge of the sword. As the clear voice resounded, white flowers formed by the condensed sword energy emerged and bloomed in the void.
Just like in the palace of swords worthy of no shame, the long-disappeared dragon sparrow sword spirit evolved into white flowers all over the mountains and plains for Lv Ling'er, pure and gorgeous, blooming in the extinction of thousands of years, worthy of the spring breeze and warm sun.
At the same time, the phantom of Li Tiangang behind Ji Xiaoyao also followed his movements, also holding the hilt of the sword and raising the edge of the sword, a terrifying sword intent suddenly rushed into the sky, shocking the common people in the God Realm.
And in the minds of everyone, there was a thick and vague voice that almost overlapped with Ji Xiaoyao's clear voice.
"Heaven did not give birth to me, Li Tiangang!"
Just when everyone was surprised who made that deep voice in their minds, the next moment, the clear voice in reality and the deep voice in the depths of their minds resounded at the same time.
Followed by a dazzling sword light, as if to bury the whole world!
"One Sword Frost and Cold Fourteen States!"
"Kendo is like a long night!"
Boom! !
Ji Xiaoyao raised the dragon sparrow frightening sword vertically, and slashed out with one sword, the sky and the earth changed color, and the avenue trembled!
In the eyes of everyone present, there was only the peerless demeanor of that sword, and there was no other color in it!
It was a dazzling sword light like a white rainbow, like the white skyline illuminated by the dawn light, it could penetrate all things in the world, and split through the ages!
Under the dazzling sword light, the mana wave created by three thousand cultivators melted instantly like a small wave in the sea.
The terrifying killing light cut by the three supreme Taoist soldiers is like the light of fireflies in the grass, which can only be dimmed and depressed in front of the brilliance of the sun and the moon!
"No! Impossible! How can Ji Xiaoyao, a cultivator at the Divine Palace Realm, inspire such a powerful imperial soldier! I don't accept it!"
Behind the crowd, Huang Qingxuan's bright face showed a ferocious expression, like a female ghost who had missed reincarnation, roaring towards the dazzling sword light.
She obviously did her best, why did she still lose?
"The majesty of the dragon clan cannot be tarnished. I use my soul blood to summon the ancestral dragon, Frost Dragon's Heavenly Spear, kill!"
Facing the dazzling sword light that annihilated everything, Long Haocang of Emperor Dragon Valley did not roar in despair like Huang Qingxuan.
At this moment, Long Haocang also showed the demeanor of a peerless evildoer among the immortal forces.
I saw dragon blood boiling all over his body, the qi, blood and soul in his body instantly burned up, and using the soul blood as a sacrifice, he summoned a phantom of an ancestral dragon with primitive and wild aura!
The phantom of the ancestral dragon contained the purest primitive dragon power of the dragon clan, and after being called out, it flew straight into the Frost Dragon Absolute Heaven Spear.
Then the Frost Dragon Absolute Heaven Spear erupted with terrifying aura again, and a frost spear shadow that froze the world burst out.
It contains the original dragon power summoned by Long Haocang's soul blood, exuding the purest and most powerful power of the dragon clan, and resisting the Xuanhe sword light!
"Sacrifice my Jinpeng true spirit, sacrifice my supreme Jinpeng bloodline, Jinpeng Heaven Slashing Sword, cut the sky with one blow!"
Jin Feng on the side also burned his own soul and blood, and suddenly a phantom of the Golden Roc swung out, rushing straight into the Golden Roc Zhan Tian Dao.
Afterwards, Jinpeng Zhantian Dao bloomed with bright golden lights, as if a supreme being held the sword himself, and slashed out with a single stroke.
At this moment, the faces of everyone who did not participate in the battle were extremely solemn.
At the juncture of life and death, Long Haocang and Jin Feng sacrificed their souls and blood to fight to the death, without dying to beg for mercy. Although they are enemies, this backbone is indeed not to be ridiculed!
On the other hand, those disciples of small forces who participated in the battle for the Holy Soldiers were all crying for mercy or turning around to run for their lives at this moment.
"I don't want holy soldiers anymore! Son of Eternal Emperor, spare my life!"
"Me too! Please! Don't kill me!"
"I don't want to die! Get out of the way! Let me go!"
Facing the extremely dazzling sword light, just the terrifying imperial power that overwhelmed all sentient beings made the three thousand cultivators unable to have the slightest desire to fight, only begging for mercy and fleeing for their lives.
And just as they were begging for mercy and running for their lives, the frost spear shadow containing primitive dragon power and the golden peng sword light with the size of a hundred feet also came in front of the sword light, trying to defeat the extremely powerful sword light.
"There is still a chance! That is the attack of the supreme Taoist soldiers, we still have a chance!"
After seeing Long Haocang and Jin Feng sacrificing their soul blood and urging the supreme Taoist soldiers to attack again, some of the crowd of three thousand cultivators rekindled hope.
It's just that this hope was just ignited, but it was extinguished by the cold reality!
Before the dazzling sword light that Ji Xiaoyao slashed out, even the supreme Taoist soldiers' attack by Long Haocang and Jin Feng's sacrificial soul blood still used eggs to hit rocks, and they collapsed and disappeared the moment they touched the sword light. Make a difference.
The dazzling sword light, like a white rainbow in the sky, contained the most fierce sword intent in the world.
Just like the white-clothed sword emperor who once ruled the realm of the gods, and Ji Xiaoyao who is now rising with invincible momentum, unstoppable, unbeatable!
At this moment, among the three thousand cultivators in front of the dazzling sword light, none of them had hope anymore. They were all like ghosts suppressed in the abyss at this moment, full of despair and fear!
"Help me! Elder, save me! Please!"
"I don't want to die! I'm only 30 years old! My cultivation path has just begun! I'm still a child!"
"Damn Holy Maiden of Light, you are the witch who bewitched me. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and wait for you in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs!"
"Son of Eternal Emperor, you are so cruel and bloodthirsty, you will be punished by God one day!"
The extremely dazzling white rainbow sword light in the void was like the scythe of death, harvesting towards the three thousand cultivators.
All kinds of negative emotions such as fear, resentment, despair, and sadness erupted for a while, and all kinds of vicious words were released before these cultivators died.
Some people insulted Ji Xiaoyao for being cold-blooded and cruel, some people resented Huang Qingxuan for deceiving people's hearts, and some people blamed the elders in their sect for refusing to save them!
But very few people could have imagined that the person who got them into this deadlock was neither Ji Xiaoyao nor Huang Qingxuan, but themselves!
It is the greed and desire in their own hearts!