The moon is starry, Sword Pavilion is in the inconspicuous small courtyard, Ning Chen closes his eyes to protect the law, and in the room not far away, Lin Yuzhen is focused on healing, hoping to regain his fighting strength as soon as possible.
Little Gourd floated next to King Qi, using his own strength to help heal his injuries. His young face was full of exhaustion.
At this moment, in the small courtyard, the void swirled, and an illusory figure in a white dress appeared. After walking out, she immediately waved her hand to seal the surrounding space.
"Third Pavilion Master?"
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen opened his eyes and said slowly.
"Young Master Ning, we don't have much time. I came here to tell you something."
Jing Wuxia looked at the person in front of him and said quickly, "Second Sister said that the sword of natal symbiosis must not be repaired by external force, otherwise it will cause damage to the sword. If you want to repair the sword, you can only use the power of your own blood to nourish the sword day and night. One day, your Destiny Sword will be restored to its original state, but no one knows how long it will take."
Ning Chen stared, nodded and said, "Thank you Third Pavilion Master for informing me. I wonder how Second Pavilion Master's injury is?"
"Second Sister's injury is not serious. Young Master Ning, I can't stay any longer, so I'm leaving. In the future, if you get involved with Second Sister, please remember Second Sister's kindness in helping you today and show mercy."
As soon as the words fell, Jing Wuxia's figure gradually faded away, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared between heaven and earth.
The former left, and the enclosed space returned to its original state. Ning Chen stood quietly on the spot, with brilliance flashing in his eyes. Something was getting more and more wrong. It seemed that both of the two pavilion masters had hidden secrets that were unknown to the public.
"The ugliness of the human heart is really disgusting." Demonic Qi surged, the demonic body walked out, and said coldly.
"Wherever there is good, there is evil. This is true for humans, and so is the devil."
Ning Chen looked at the distant pavilion and said calmly, "At least, this Third Pavilion Master can remind me again and again that it is very difficult for me to be a stranger. If God doesn't help me, I know how to do it."
"Do you have this ability?"
The demon body sneered and said, "Don't forget, we are still unable to protect ourselves. If we don't wake up, you and I may be in danger at any time."
"I will try my best to find a way to step into the immortal world. I don't want the tragedy of the past to happen again, not even once," Ning Chen said calmly.
"I will help you on your journey to immortality, but your useless kindness can be put aside."
The demon body said something, and the figure dispersed, disappearing into the former's body again.
Ning Chen was speechless, standing quietly in the courtyard, looking at the cold moon in the sky. Dots of brilliance flashed by, and blessings and misfortunes depended on each other. This Sword Pavilion trip was not in vain. He had got what he deserved. Next, it was time to face the disaster.
In the room, Lin Yuzhen, who was healing his injuries day and night, became more and more stable. With the help of Little Gourd, the injuries in his body were finally suppressed.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. As the moon set and the sun rose, Lin Yuzhen walked out of the room not far away, full of breath and returning to his peak.
"Brother Ning, let's go" Lin Yuzhen said softly.
Ning Chen nodded, and after taking a few steps, he stopped again.
In front of the small courtyard, a woman in a purple dress appeared, her beautiful face was cold, and the ancient sword in her hand was not unsheathed, but her murderous intent was already present.
"Second Pavilion Master" Lin Yuzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and said.
"Stay Phoenix Cry Sword, I'll let you go," Shui Wuyue said with an indifferent expression.
"Sorry, can't do it"
Lin Yuzhen responded, took two steps forward, blocked the front, and said, "Brother Ning, you go ahead and leave this place to me."
"Your Highness, be careful."
Ning Chen said something, and continued to step forward. He turned around for a moment, paused slightly, and said softly, "Second Pavilion Master, be careful too."
Shui Wuyue was silent and did not answer.
Ning Chen didn't say any more. He stepped forward, his figure flashed past, and he rushed towards the sword tower in the distance at high speed.
Shui Wuyue did not stop him. After the former left, he raised his right hand and with a loud sound, the sunset was unsheathed. Suddenly, the divine sun rose into the sky and illuminated the dark night.
Without saying a word, the battle broke out instantly, and the sunset broke through the sky, killing people.
Lin Yuzhen looked down, waved his hand and revealed his sword. The phoenix's cry shocked the world, and he faced it with a sword.
With a bang, the two swords clashed, the boundless air flow vibrated, and the small courtyard behind collapsed and fell apart.
"There is a sad sound in the sword"
Feeling the sound of the woman's sword in front of him, Lin Yuzhen's eyes flashed with concentration, and the sword became heavier and heavier. The wind and thunder on the sword stirred up, and the divine power was shocking.
"Dark Moon Heavenly Sun"
After fighting several moves, Shui Wuyue refers to Condensing Essence, purple flames rise all over the body, Sword Canon's move reappears, blood stains the clothes red, old wounds bite back, and the injured body cannot bear the extreme power.
"Phoenix Dance of Nine Heavens"
When the extreme move arrives, the sky and the earth sink. Lin Yuzhen is in the same position as the extreme move. He flashes across his body, and the sword dances like a phoenix, which is stunning and stunning.
There was a loud sound, and the two Sword Ones clashed again and again. Blood was dripping from the corners of Shui Wuyue's mouth, and his injuries became more and more serious.
"You are injured, you are no match for me, Second Pavilion Master, what are your reasons?"
Lin Yuzhen swung his sword, shook the person in front of him away, and said.
Shui Wuyue didn't answer, his expression was still cold, he took a step forward, and the ground beneath him cracked, and he stepped forward again.
The breath on the sword was difficult to conceal. Sunset Glow Divine Sword felt the sadness in the master's heart, and the sword also screamed, one after another.
The brilliance of the two swords clashing caused waves of dust to fill the sky, and the intertwined figures showed no mercy. Some may have helplessness or difficulties. However, how can they be merciful if their positions are different.
"Uh"
After a hundred moves, a muffled groan rang out from the sword wave, and Shui Wuyue retreated continuously, with blood dripping from his left shoulder and dripping onto the ground.
The body was severely injured, and it was difficult to show his strength. After fighting with hundreds of moves, the old wounds in Shui Wuyue's body completely exploded, and the true energy in his body was chaotic and agitated, backfired on himself.
The edge of the sword hit the ground, blood stained the dust, Shui Wuyue staggered, and vomited red again.
Lin Yuzhen waved his hand to disperse the dust waves, looked at the seriously injured woman in front of him, and stepped forward step by step, the sword in his hand not stopping due to victory or defeat.
"Come again"
Shui Wuyue said tiredly, barely holding himself up, the edge of the sword trembling, obviously it had reached its limit.
"For you, I am not qualified to say spare you even once."
The former did not admit defeat, and holding on to his hand would be disrespectful. Lin Yuzhen's figure flashed past, and the sword edge shot out of the air.
When the sword edge arrived, a flash of relief flashed in Shui Wuyue's eyes, and he faced Phoenix Cry Divine Sword with his body without dodging.
"Bah"
The sound of the sword cutting through the body was so harsh that vermilion overflowed, dyeing the divine sword red.
Shui Wuyue's eyes shrank slightly, and in front of him, a familiar figure stood in front of him. The sword blade penetrated his body, blood spurted out, and his eyes were fogged.
"Little sister"
What he couldn't believe, Shui Wuyue's body trembled violently. He stepped forward to help the woman in front of him, and reached out to cover the former's bleeding chest.
"Ahem"
The sword blade penetrated his body and hurt his heart. Jing Wuxia coughed violently, and blood continued to overflow from his mouth.
"Second Sister"
Jing Wuxia called out weakly, and then coughed violently again, the gauze on his face burned with vermilion, which was extremely dazzling.
"Why are you so stupid!"
Shui Wuyue's eyes were filled with tears, and the coldness in his expression could no longer be seen. Instead, there was pain and regret. What was the purpose of this life's persistence at this moment?
"Second Sister"
Jing Wuxia Slowly raised his right hand, covered with blood and even more reluctance.
The next moment, the delicate hands dropped, silently, a life of sadness and regret came to an end.
Holding the former's warm body, Shui Wuyue's body trembled violently, and tears fell silently from his eyes, gradually turning into a dazzling red.
"Little sister, please be patient for a while longer, Second Sister will take you out of here soon."
Shui Wuyue carefully picked up the woman in his arms and walked step by step towards the pavilion in front of the pavilion.
From behind, Lin Yuzhen looked at the two people leaving, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed deeply in his heart.
On the seventh floor of the sword tower, a young man in red stepped forward. In the sword-making platform, the star soul was rising and falling, and the aura on the sword was swaying in waves. After being recast, it was even more powerful than before.
Ning Chen stepped forward, blood dripping from his right hand and dripping down, doing the final quenching for the star soul to become a sword.
Phoenix Blood dyed the sword, and in an instant, a red light bloomed on the seventh floor of the sword tower, and the sword wave rolled across the eight wastelands.
Above the nine heavens, the sky and the earth are felt, and the starlight is shining all over the sky, passing through the sword tower and shining on the divine sword.
The most precious treasure of heaven and earth, Star Soul Iron Mother, becomes a sword tonight, and the stars echo.
"Sword of Heaven"
Sword Pavilion On the top floor, Mei Wuhen felt something. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sword tower, with a cold look on his face.
He took a step forward and was about to leave. At this moment, a purple figure appeared in front of him, covered in blood and filled with murderous intent.
"Shui Wuyue!"
Seeing the person coming, Mei Wuhen's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "You are so brave, you dare to show your murderous intention towards me."
Shui Wuyue Speechless, the figure flashed past, the sunset reflected the moon, and the sword broke through the past.
Mei Wuhen narrowed his eyes and waved his right hand. Ice Plum Divine Sword unsheathed it and blocked the sunset with a thud.
"Great Flame Realm, Skyfire"
Filled with hatred, Shui Wuyue made a move that exceeded the limit. Sunset Glow Sword shot up into the sky and surrounded it, turning the entire top of the Sword Pavilion into a sea of fire.
"Stupid, Shui Wuyue, don't you care about the life and death of Jing Wuxia!"
Mei Wuhen looked extremely cold, and the coldness on the sword broke out, freezing the world.
"Mei Wuhen, I came here just to ask you to go down and accompany my little sister."
Hate to the extreme, exceeding the limit, blood and tears flowed from Shui Wuyue's eyes, the whole body reached its limit again, the purple flame broke through the shackles of the frost, roaring out.
Mei Wuhen heard this and frowned slightly, Jing Wuxia is dead? What's going on?
The wave of fire arrived, and the ice plum blossoms broke through the sky. Mei Wuhen swung his sword to block the attacks one after another. His expression was calm, and Fourth Realm's cultivation was fully demonstrated in half a step.
Xizhao and Bingmei, the two most powerful swords of the Sword Pavilion, turned against each other today, one yang and one yin, intertwined, the beacon fire slowed down the sky.
"Great Flame Realm, burn the world"
The burning world reappears, waves of fire sweep across the sky, rain of fire falls, the horrific scene is shocking.
Familiar Sword Canon's move, unfamiliar power, Mei Wuhen stared, stepped forward, and jumped into the air.
"Cold hell, reincarnation of all things"
Sword Pavilion First Pavilion Master showed his magical skills for the first time, swung his sword, and frost swept across the sky and earth, turning into a huge whirlpool and manifesting in the void.
The two moves merged, and there was a loud boom, ice and fire devoured each other, and the aftermath was chaotic. After a moment, the stalemate was broken, and the frost swallowed up the sea of fire, and the whole world was frozen.