In the battle of the Sword Pavilion, the sky is full of flames and variables arise again. Mei Wuhen devoured the four heavenly protection bodies and climbed to the top again with his cultivation.
The surging true energy is vast and messy, with streaks of Sword Qi criss-crossing, constantly coiling in the void.
The bright red hair flying in the wind was so eye-catching, and the smile on Mei Wuhen's face was as graceful as ever, but the blood on his face made the smile a bit dazzling.
King Qi withdrew. In the battle, there were only two people left, standing looking at each other, the only one at the top.
After a moment, the two figures moved together, and it was a fast, fast lightning and flint, and the magic weapon clashed, and the cold stars collided.
At the top of the sword, at the pinnacle of martial arts, the two strongest people in the world met to the extreme, fighting back and forth, destroying the heaven and the earth.
Zhu Xian, Sun-Moon Zhaozhao, swords roared, and during the confrontation, pieces of void collapsed and then repaired, reincarnating endlessly.
"Sword Style, Breaking the Sky"
With a slash of the sword, the sky was filled with bright stars, and the wind and snow surged above Star Soul Sword. With a slash of the sword, the sky was cut, and huge waves roared out.
Mei Wuhen sneered, Sun-Moon Zhaozhao waved by, Sword Qi was majestic, and the Sword Qi in front of it was scattered with a thump.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. After devouring those four people, this Sword Pavilion First Pavilion Master's cultivation level was probably infinitely close to that of the Fourth Realm.
"We need help"
Phoenix fire and Demonic Qi surged, and two illusory figures appeared and asked.
"No need"
Ning Chen shook his head and said, "You don't have enough foundation. I will fight this battle. You just need to lend me your strength."
The two bodies nodded without saying another word, and their bodies dissipated and re-entered True Body's body.
"One Body, Three Transformations, and you have cultivated each body to such an extent, Young Master Ning, you are even more impressive to me."
Mei Wuhen spoke and smiled.
"It would be too early to be surprised. Pavilion Master, please come again."
Ning Chen said lightly, raised the sword in his hand, the stars in the sky fell down, the star soul trembled, and Sword Intent rose sharply.
"As you wish"
Mei Wuhen's smile gradually became cold, and with a step of lotus step, the sun and moon on the sword shone brightly on the world.
"Scroll of Earth"
Ning Chen didn't move, he whispered in his mouth, and suddenly, the ground below rumbled and shook, and the rocks cracked and rose from the ground, turning into huge stone swords and rushing towards the people in front of them.
Mei Wuhen's eyes turned cold, and he turned his steps to avoid the stone swords rising into the sky one after another.
"Azure Dragon Descent"
In an instant, Su Yi came in front of him, raised his hand to clasp the former's shoulders, and the green dragon roared out, locking the two of them and falling straight to the ground below.
"You"
Mei Wuhen's face changed, and his body continued to struggle. However, the green dragon that Sword Qi transformed into became tighter and tighter, leading the two of them into extremely fast meteors and falling from the sky.
There was a loud bang, Azure Dragon Descent, and the earth in all directions burst apart. Waves of dust covered the cold moon for nine days.
"Ahem"
A violent cough sounded in the dust waves, and a moment later, Mei Wuhen's figure rushed out. Thousands of feet away, he stopped and spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.
"The power of four images"
Mei Wuhen looked back, looked at Plain-clothed Figure walking slowly out of the dust waves, and said in shock.
In the dust waves that gradually dispersed, the plain clothes appeared, and the shadows around him were looming, and the sounds were neighing and the wind and clouds were rolling.
"The Four Symbols of Heaven Lead, the Ultimate Chaos"
The edge of the sword crossed, and the four images rose up in a circle. Although the ancient gods, the existence at the beginning of the creation of the world, had disappeared from the world, the remaining power of their bloodline was still unparalleled. As soon as they appeared, the sky was swept by wind and clouds, and the surrounding spiritual energy gathered sharply.
Mei Wuhen Seeing this, the figure flashed past, and the sword opened the wind and cloud and slashed at the man among them.
With a bang, chaos blocked the sun and moon, and the four rapidly rotating phantoms gradually disappeared. The deep divine energy gathered together, turning into reincarnation, and then the image of creation.
The ultimate Tao, creation out of nothing, the beginning of life, the heaven and earth are dead, in the chaos, invisible thunder is crisscrossing, the scene of the beginning is shocking.
"Swordsmanship, Taichi"
At the end of chaos, it is built on nothingness. The Lord's etheric oneness, the sword that transcends destruction, gathers crazily. The plain clothes are as motionless as a mountain. Once the sword is waved, the sky and the earth in front of it become still, Sword Intent infinite, Sword Qi invisible.
"Uh"
Sword Qi flew through the air, and Mei Wuhen couldn't react in time. The hand holding the sword flew up to his shoulder, and blood spurted out, dyeing the night sky red.
Sun-Moon Zhaozhao flew out with a loud sound and stuck on the ground, wailing lowly.
"Ahem"
The blood dripped out, staining the entire clothes red. Mei Wuhen held the severed arm and coughed violently. Dots of vermilion stained the blood on his hair.
"First Pavilion Master, you lost"
Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the extremely embarrassed woman in front of him, and said calmly.
"I am the master of the Sword Pavilion, I cannot be defeated."
Mei Wuhen vomited out a mouthful of blood and roared in a low voice. The graceful and luxurious appearance in the past became extremely ferocious at this moment.
The undoubted fact became unavoidable as the blood dripped on the earth. Mei Wuhen's expression gradually calmed down. He bowed and bowed his head and said, "Young Master Ning, please spare my life."
"An ant is greedy for life, but for First Pavilion Master, I will not say anything to let you live."
Ning Chen said calmly, Immortal Slaying Sword came up to Frost Bloom again, the terrifying sword pressure rose, and it fell down with infinite murderous intent.
At the end of the road, Mei Wuhen's eyes flashed with madness, and with a deep voice, he poured out all his true energy. The violent and unparalleled power affected the thousands of years of earth energy below Sword Pavilion and exploded.
"I can't keep your life."
Ning Chen raised his hand, and in the earth, the trapped immortal flew up, and the red light spread. It used the earth's energy to suppress the earth's energy, and forcibly suppressed the underground spiritual veins that were about to explode.
Infinite despair, Mei Wuhen's eyes became more and more frightened, and unwilling to do so, he turned around and ran away.
Ning Chen swung his sword. At this moment, the sword suddenly stopped and he looked towards the sky with a look of concentration on his face.
But seeing the sky, the wind and clouds were stirring, a silver-white figure descended from the sky, wearing an unparalleled and luxurious divine robe, and the aura was noble and could not be blasphemed.
"Di Mingtian"
Seeing the person coming, Ning Chen became cold and said slowly.
"You're welcome, Ninth Son of Ink Sect"
Di Mingtian's feet landed on the ground, and the collapsed Sword Pavilion earth could not bear its power and cracked open again.
"Since you are here, that one should also be here."
Ning Chen said something, looked to the other side and said coldly.
"Long time no see"
As soon as he finished speaking, black mist surrounded Sun-Moon Zhaozhao who fell to the ground. Moluo Tian walked out, looked at the young man in plain clothes not far away, and said lightly.
"Is it just the two of you? In other words, do you think you two can stop me?" Ning Chen said with a cold expression.
"Your current strength is indeed not what it used to be. However, when we come today, we don't want to fight with you."
While talking, Di Mingtian moved past, walked between Ning Chen and Sun-Moon Zhaozhao, and blocked their way.
On the other side, Moluo Tian reached out and pulled out the Sword Pavilion artifact. Without much hesitation, black mist swirled around him and gradually disappeared.
"So your target is that sword."
Looking at the noble figure blocking the front, Ning Chen did not go up to fight for it, and said calmly.
"Yes, Sword Pavilion is very powerful. I would also like to thank you for your help. Goodbye, I think we will meet again soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Mingtian's whole body was filled with silver light, and after a moment, he disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the direction in which the two people were leaving, Ning Chen stood quietly without moving, but his eyes were getting more and more murderous. There was Di Mingtian in the Hades Palace, what on earth were they planning?