"Round 5, let's begin!"

Ji Boyi opened his sword eyes, which were like green springs, and raised the crystal-clear sword with his remaining left arm. Six-colored brilliance continued to bloom from the sword's edge.

Mo Yan and Chu Zhaoren felt that this ordinary magical sword communicated with the vast sword thoughts of the six worlds, filling the world and excluding all things.

"Am I still afraid of you?"

After coldly speaking, the young man wrapped in black robes had a gleam of vitality in his eyes that were as cold as ice and snow. In an instant, this ray of vitality burst out and enveloped the three people present.

Ji Boyi felt as if he was surrounded by dense immortal energy. The injuries accumulated in his body due to several life-and-death battles with Mo Xi recovered by 70% to 80% in an instant. The wound on his right arm, which had been frozen to pieces, was slightly numb, as if

There is an urge to grow it again.

"It's amazing, just like when Yun Eleg took the 'Immortal Tears' that day and was in the Penglai Immortal Sect filled with immortal energy."

With a solemn look in his eyes, feeling the change in the cold and fierce aura of the man in front of him, Ji Boyi also put away the excitement caused by having just completed the "Six Destructions of Selflessness".

"Fortunately, in this special sealed cave, I can't use the true magic power, otherwise he would be able to crush me just in a strength competition!"

The invisible sword thoughts gathered into a wheel behind Ji Boyi, like six reincarnations. Between the black, white, green, red, and gray golden brilliance, the snow-white and crystal-clear sword thoughts shined brightly, and strange and fascinating power acted on them at the same time.

On Mo Yan's body.

The vast vitality gradually melted away under the vicious power of the "Black Sky Immortal Sword", just like the cold winter when all the trees withered, countless flowers disappeared, leaving only the rotting leaves and dead trees.

Mo Yan only felt that all the flaws in his Qi, Blood, and Mind Power were exposed in the opponent's eyes without any hindrance. The sinister power of the snow-white and crystal-clear sword thoughts triggered all the power of his magical power before it could be condensed to the limit.

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"The calamity of glory and glory!"

Suddenly, Ji Boyi felt that his originally vibrant body was aging rapidly, like a withered tree entering the last moment of his life.

Looking down, he saw that the skin of the hands holding the sword was dry and wrinkled, and all the strength in his body had disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was as if he had transformed from a twenty-year-old boy into an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Every breath requires all the strength of the body, just like a mortal waiting to die, struggling to live for one more breath.

"This is definitely not me!"

Ji Boyi's only unchanging shining eyes burst out with unimaginable mental power. Among the six sword thoughts, the most inconspicuous gray sword thought suddenly pierced into Mo Yan's spine in his surprised eyes.

"The Sword of Reincarnation of Life and Death!"

As if it was an illusion, the first person saw that Ji Boyi's withered body expanded as if inflated, the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one, and his skin became white again, even giving off a crystal luster like jade.

Waves of surging and deep energy and blood were awakened by the sword thought, bursting out from a subtle level that ordinary people could not detect, allowing Ji Boyi to regain his youth in just a short moment.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Yan's eyes widened, with a look of horror and disbelief on his face. Even if Fang Qinghua encountered Fang Qinghua's move, he would have to retreat. Now Ji Boyi was hit from the front without any hindrance, but

It seems to have no effect.

"The two qi of life and death are just the leftovers for me to play with!"

With these words, the blue sword thought bloomed brightly, holding a hairpin on his head, an elegant Taoist wearing a blue and white Taoist robe appeared in the illusion, stretched out his sword finger with a calm expression, and stabbed Mo Yan with this "Question"

sword".

"If you ascend to the throne as emperor, which one is more admirable?"

"If destiny goes against your will, what punishment or blessing?"

"Ji Wei Yuanzi, who is the emperor?"

…

The green sword thought pierced through the "void tribulation" on Mo Yan's body without any hindrance, and submerged into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Every sentence of torture that seemed to come from the avenue made this extremely powerful young man's eyes bloodshot and his energy disordered.

Waves of extremely powerful spiritual power continued to burst out from Mo Xuan's spiritual platform. But seeing the veins on his forehead, it was ferocious and terrifying. It seemed that the next moment his sea of ​​consciousness would be opened by his own power, and his head would explode.

"Climb to the nine heavens to caress the comets, hold the long sword to embrace the young AI!"

Seeing that the "Pure Yang Dao Sword" was about to explode the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, a masked figure emerged from Mo Yan's spiritual platform, looking up to the sky and singing praises, and the power of the sky gathered into the sword, like a dazzling comet descending from the nine heavens.

The blue "Sword of Questioning" was suddenly chopped into pieces.

"not good……"

Ji Boyi's expression changed drastically. When he saw this phantom, a fear that seemed to come from the depths of his soul made him want to run away.

But it's just a sword!

His other arm holding the sword had been cut off at shoulder level, and the energy and blood protecting his body suddenly collapsed. The reincarnation formed by the six-colored sword thoughts could not withstand the magnitude of the sword, and suddenly disintegrated into the original six sword thoughts.

"It's the Qing Emperor. Brother Tao, retreat quickly!"

Chu Zhaoren possessed the "power of the water mirror", and when he saw the phantom of the person coming, he already knew who he was and the strength he contained.

That kind of vast power is one of the few in today's sealed cave!

"Now that you know it's me, do you still think you can escape?"

The shadow held a long sword in its hand, and a dazzling brilliance enveloped the whole body. The majestic momentum that embraced the nine heavens and embraced the sun and the moon suppressed the entire audience. Ji Boyi and Chu Zhaoren only felt that their bodies did not belong to them at this moment, and they were stiff.

Incomparable.

"This sword is called 'Shao Siming'!"

After Qingdi Zixuying finished speaking, the long sword in his hand had been slashed out. The invisible sword thought seemed to communicate with the billions of mighty forces in the long river of destiny. This was a strike even greater than the "Pure Yang Question Sword", as if

It is the sword of our ancestors from ancient times.

Ji Boyi has seen many sword masters, but no one's sword has ever been as vast as the stars and the bright moon, as desolate as the void of all eternity...

This sword was like an ancient sage who had lived for tens of thousands of years, stepping out of the river of fate and slashing it at him, a future generation in his twenties.

"What a sword. This sword is rare in my life. I'm afraid even Li Qingting can't kill such a sword."

At the critical moment of life and death, Qing Dizi did not expect that the opponent in front of him would actually be in the mood to comment on his swordsmanship. A strange emotion came to his heart, he chuckled, and couldn't help but speak.

"My sword is naturally a good sword. Fortunately, it can kill people every time!"

"Then, I'm afraid it will fail this time!"

Ji Boyi looked calm in the face of Qing Dizi's confused sword thoughts, and there was a coldness that should never appear on his fat round face. His eyes were as ice-like as snow, as if the heaven was aloof and ruthless.

The dazzling golden sword thought lit up from behind his back, filling the nine heavens and ten earth in the blink of an eye. Three invincible forces that could change the color of the wind and clouds, make ghosts cry and howl, rose from the sealed cave sky, and converged into a majestic and domineering king who looked down on all living beings.

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"The Infinite Sword of Maha!"

Under the gaze of Chu Zhaoren, the only witness, two invincible swords that swept across the void began the most primitive and dangerous fight.

"Are you Qingyue's disciple?"

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in Chu Zhaoren's ears. The strange charm made her nod involuntarily, as if her body and soul had already obeyed this voice.

"That's good. Speaking of which, the last time I saw you was eighteen years ago!"

"Senior, could it be that..."

"I will take you away with the 'Space Shifting Technique', don't resist!"

Before Chu Zhaoren could say anything, she felt a force coming from the void to her delicate body. The scenery in front of her suddenly changed. When she came to her senses, she had reached the top of a mountain with hazy clouds.

A middle-aged man wearing a green and yellow Taoist robe turned his back to him and raised his head to face the empty sky, as if facing the avenue of heaven and earth, exuding an aura of indifference and purity.

"I'm going to pay homage to my uncle!"

"You don't need to be polite, little girl. I didn't expect you to have grown so big in a blink of an eye!"

The Taoist turned around and saw an extremely ordinary face with his eyes closed. Even when he was facing his long-lost junior, there was a distant indifference in his tone.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Master, but I wonder if we can bring Teruto's companions as well?"

There was a trace of anxiety on the beautiful face that had just been exposed, and there was nothing hidden on her pretty face. Her eyes were wandering, as if she wanted Tang Lifeng to take action.

"That boy from the Demon Sect will definitely not be able to survive the sword thrown by Qing Di Zi, even if I take action!"

Tang Lifeng's words made Chu Zhaoren's beauty eclipse. She was a very pure child. Over the past few days, she had developed a good impression of Ji Boyi's incarnation. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, they would be separated forever.

"Uncle Master, your cultivation level is ten times or a hundred times better than that of the Qing Emperor. Why can't you save Brother Wang?"

After hearing this, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head slightly and said something that Chu Zhaoren could not understand.

"If it were just Qingdizi's sword, I would still have something to do, but coupled with his own sword... I can't do anything now."

"Why?"

However, Chu Zhaoren was a bit unyielding in his questioning, and his usually gentle temperament became unusually agitated.

"In this cave, my magic power is also banned. Even though I found five souls to refine, I can't exert more power than the two swords superimposed."

"Moreover, even if I block Qing Di Zi's 'Shao Siming', that boy will still be killed by my own sword!"

"His frail body is simply unable to withstand such a domineering and ruthless sword thought. If it is forcibly stimulated, even if he blocks 'Shao Siming', he will be exploded."

Tang Lifeng's originally closed eyes opened slightly, and two vast sword thoughts seemed to emerge in his eyes.

The result is now all in sight!

However, he who had always been calm suddenly changed his expression!
Chapter completed!