A sudden pain was all over his body, as if he was stabbed by twenty-three unparalleled swords. The breath of Ling Yao continued to annihilate Ji Boyi's blood and vitality.

Jian Ersan had fully exerted the power of the Destroyed Heaven and Judith. Ji Boyi only felt the endless aura of dead silence wrapped around him, wanting to pull him into hell completely.

"Since that's the case, let's go to hell together!"

The cold light in Ji Boyi's eyes surged, and Maha's immeasurable power was activated to the extreme. A divine weapon broke through the air from the first floor in the world and came to him.

A huge vortex appeared, pulling all the twenty-three sword energy transformed by him and the sword saint into the Nine Hungeons.

In the dazzling light, Ji Boyi has relied on the power of another world and has recovered his body's right to move.

"drink!"

A strange blood-colored light appeared all over his body, and the protective energy of the Demon Destroying World had been induced to the extreme by him. However, beyond the expectations of the Sword Saint, Ji Boyi actually firmly absorbed the twenty-three unparalleled sword energy he transformed into his body, preventing him from retreating.

"It's a waste to fall into your hands. Only I can fully exert the power of the Destroyed Heaven and Judgment."

As Ji Boyi spoke, his whole body also burst into crystal light, and he suddenly used the sword 23 he had realized in the Nine Hides and Borders.

But unlike the sword saint who was unable to control the destruction of the sky and the judith as soon as it appeared, Ji Boyi's sword Ersan was firmly controlled by his fingers.

An invisible and sharp aura flashed by, and the twenty-three unparalleled sword auras transformed from the Sword Saint had been cut and shattered, leaving only the most exquisite sword intent that was deeply rooted in Ji Boyi's body.

"I...I'm not willing..."

The sword saint's soul appeared at the last moment, but it was broken. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow it away. The old face was full of regret and attachment!

He was unwilling to give up all the sword made by himself and did not help him win back the victory.

In a daze, the dazzling light flashed again, and Ji Boyi had returned to the World Huijing Martial Arts Platform. With the urgency of Maha, he forcibly suppressed the sword saint's sword intent in his body.

He won't have the slightest chance to escape.

"Go and help me complete the strongest sword 23, which is your ultimate destiny!"

Crystal light burst out from his fingertips, and the incomplete version of Ji Boyi, Sword 23 shrouded the broken soul of the Sword Saint to destroy the last trace of his existence in this world.

"If you can die in this move, I think you can rest in peace even if you are in hell!"

The sword's 23 sword intent is retracted, and the saint in the sword falls!

The deadly solidified aura that enveloped the third branch school field suddenly disappeared, and everyone recovered their ability to move.

With a "bang", the sound of the wine glass that was frozen in the air being crushed by the sword move fell to the ground and shattered.

“It’s time to move!”

Qin Shuang, who was beside Ji Boyi, was in a daze and turned to look at the field and couldn't help but change his expression.

With the "puff" sound, countless people who were cut through the sword saint's sword energy broke out countless blood as they moved their bodies, like a fountain. Many people from the world's associations unknowingly separated their upper and lower bodies, or their heads flew into the sky.

Even the divine general who was second only to Ji Boyi's martial arts, twenty-three blood fountains burst out from the body of the divine general. Although he had no consciousness, the divine general's instinct still made him unable to help but exhale the pain.

The thunderous cry of the sky, mixed with the surging blood, the entire third-tier school field seemed to have been transformed into a desperate Avici Hell, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

A drop of blood sputtered on Ji Boyi's body as if it were a signal. Twenty-three sword marks suddenly burst out from his golden silk brocade robe, revealing his crystal clear body and unparalleled sword energy.

"Ahem!"

A trace of blood left from the corner of Ji Boyi's mouth, and at this time, wisps of blue smoke from the sword marks soared into the sky and filled the entire third-tier school field.

"Kill the people from Wushuang City for me!"

This time, among the people who came to the World Association, there were also representatives of Wushuang City. Dugu Yifang's old fox was not in trouble and sent an insignificant elder. If the Sword Saint was originally planning to win, he would immediately send troops to attack the world association's territory. If he lost, he would continue to pretend to be a grandson.

And this elder who came to the world to watch the battle, no matter what the final result was, he would be the fate of death.

As soon as Ji Boyi said that, Qin Shuang immediately led the alive gang members of the world to kill the people of Wushuang City. Among them, the one who rushed to the front was Bu Jingyun, who had just been taken as a disciple!

On the stairs of Tianshan Mountain, in the eyes of Nie Feng and Duan Lang, the Sword Saint's corpse suddenly burst into countless blood clots, as if it was hit by a powerful and unbearable force.

Although his body had long been dead, at this time, a soft sword sounded in the sky. It was like a sign in the sword saint's heart when the unparalleled sword first appeared in the world and became famous with one sword.

I seek swords throughout my life, give up everything, and finally achieve the sword move that transcends myths by swordsmanship. The life of the Sword Saint is almost perfect!

The only regret is probably the Sword Twenty-Three, which I have obtained for several lifetimes, did not help him defeat an opponent he should defeat the most!

Just when the Sword Saint died, Wuming, who was far away from Zhonghua Pavilion, suddenly felt like crying in his heart.

The hero sword around him was automatically unsheathed, deshewn, and flew into the wall with a "clang" sound!

"Master?"

This action alarmed a person outside the house, and the person who came immediately pushed the door and entered. He wore a white long gown and a face that was as tender as jade, as the only one in myth, seemed to foreshadow his infinite future as bright as the daylight and the "enviable" life.

Seeing Jian Chen come in, Wuming was silent, but just quietly looked at the hero sword inserted on the wall and was ecstatic. Jian Chen followed his gaze to the hero sword, and his tender little face turned green on the spot!

"How could this happen?"

I saw that the cracks that a hero's sword flew into the wall formed a large character about two feet... "No boundary"!

"No boundary? Master, what is going on?"

Wuming shook his head as well as his eyebrows, revealing a wave of worry, as if something was going to harm the people.

"As soon as my teacher closed his eyes and rested, an ominous feeling surged in his heart, as if something terrible in the world was about to happen. And the heroic sword that communicated with my sword heart also felt it, and then it would be abnormal and deshewn out on its own."

After hearing Wuming's words, Jian Chen was very puzzled.

"Master, even if there are some terrible things in the world about to happen, why do you have such a subtle response to the master and the hero sword? Is the terrible things that are about to happen extremely closely have a relationship with the master or the hero sword!"

After hearing this, Wuming thoughtfully, nodded gently, and then said deeply.

"The heroic sword breaks the word "no boundary," on the wall. I believe that the terrible thing will be closely related to "no boundary,""

"It's just that I've been floating in the sword path for a long time, but I've never heard of the 'no boundary, just say..."

Feeling his ignorant Wuming, he couldn't help but think of his elder brother who seemed to know everything. While pondering, he stood up and wanted to pull out the hero sword inserted on the wall. Just as he was holding the hilt of the sword, his face suddenly changed.

It seems that at this moment, the sword heart of the hero sword was conversing in a hundred words, and at the same time, it also allowed him to see the upcoming catastrophe!

"Master?"

Jian Chen noticed the change on Wuming's face and couldn't help but say a reminder.

Hearing his words, Wuming suddenly woke up and suddenly realized in his eyes. Among them was the anxiety that he had rarely seen in his life. He seemed to have seen some things that he was already at the peak of the swordsmanship. He was also incredible and extremely worried!

"It turns out that the sword saint's sword triggered a great disaster. Fourth brother, don't worry!"

Through the sword heart of the hero sword, Wuming saw a huge painstaking Buddha in a hidden valley thousands of miles away, with vines crevices spread all over the hidden valley.

Under the painstaking Buddha, more than a dozen eminent monks kept chanting sutras and kowtows, blessing their own Buddha power to the huge painstaking Buddha.

The Heavenly Sword is connected to the sky. Wuming saw through the sword heart and saw the face of the Buddha's painstaking Buddha. He was bound by the Buddha's power and struggled in pain.

An invisible magic power triggered the demonic obstacle in Wuming's heart, and the heroic sword in his hand kept trembling, as if he was making him break the painstaking Buddha.

"What a powerful 'demon, so strong 'demonic nature, I actually want to inspire me to break the Buddha's side for him!"

The sword heart cut off the demonic obstacles in his heart, and the connection between Wuming and the Buddha of Paoxin was immediately cut off. In the last scene, he saw that Buxu was at the closest place to the Buddha of Paoxin, emitting the strongest Buddha power to suppress the "demon".

A huge and burly figure fell silently into the valley and suddenly punched out...

"This matter needs to be discussed with the elder brother!"

A crystal sword light shone out from Wuming's eyes, and the hero sword in his hand returned to the sheath, and immediately thought of Ji Boyi in his heart.

At the same time, Ji Boyi ordered his men to kill all the people from Wushuang City and returned to the world's No. 1 floor to heal his wounds.

However, the Destiny Knife in his hand kept trembling, and even brought it into the Nine Hungeons without his urging.

"This is?"

Before he knew it, he had arrived in the Wanjie Valley where the Great Evil King was sealed. Every leaf was withered and yellow with no vitality. The golden Buddha power and the dark demonic nature reached a fragile balance in the valley.

This is the first line of gods and demons. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the impact of people coming here. Ji Boyi observed this place through the Nine Kong Wujie several times through the Destiny Sword in his hand, and found that over the past few days, the Buddha's painstaking efforts have trembled and shattered even more.

More than a dozen holy monks with the highest Buddhist practice in Buddhism in Shenzhou were invited to suppress the great evil king who was about to escape with his life.

"This time the tremor was more powerful than ever. Could it be that the sword of destruction was cast!"
Chapter completed!