Get up completely

Sword Saint vs Thunder Saint!

All eyes in the world fell on them, and they became the focus, and even the Criminal Saint who entered the form of Yin God was ignored.

Murong Changan looked at the woman in white in front of Yang Dai, and was so excited that his soul trembled, and said carefully: "Senior Sister..."

The Sword Saint glanced at him and smiled slightly, smiling charmingly, but she had a heroic spirit that a woman rarely had, and said, "Little Chang'an, why are you so old? You are so ugly. If you grow old, you are not worthy of being my junior brother."

Murong Changan was still very excited, and thousands of words finally came together into one sentence: "Senior sister, it's up to you."

He said this sentence countless times. Although the Sword Saint died for three hundred years and was far ahead of him, he still believed that his senior sister was invincible.

Yang Dai stared at the back of the Sword Saint, feeling strange.

Why did he feel that the Sword Saint is not as in absolute awe of him as other Yin people, and dare to tease him?

Fortunately, he was able to control the life and death of this sword saint, and his soul could be dispersed with just one thought.

In his eyes, the aura of the sword saint was at the level of the Great Saint, and it was even far inferior to the current Killing Saint, but the strength it showed was extremely terrifying. Even the Killing Saint could not stop her from attacking her easily dispersed.

The sword will last forever...

Could it be that her will has really been put into the swordsmanship, and as long as someone practices her swordsmanship, she will keep becoming stronger?

Yang Dai felt that it was very likely that in the wilderness, too many people received the inheritance of the Sword Saint. He was not the only successor. Even among the trialists, there were a large number of successors of the Sword Saint, but none of them received the inheritance of the Sword Saint.

Thinking of this, Yang Dai was more interested in the Sword Saint, but the Yin God form has been half over, so it cannot be delayed.

"Go on, stop pretending."

Yang Dai urged in his heart.

The Sword Saint chuckled and turned into a terrifying geese that rushed towards the Thunder Saint at a very fast speed.

Lei Sheng held Thunder in his right hand and pinched out an axe shape, which was exactly the same as the evil soul.

boom!

The sword light shines, and the sword energy passes through the Thunder Saint, slashing the sea of ​​clouds, and the sunlight bursts out, shining on the sky and the sea.

Thunder Saint was not injured. She swung her axe again. Thousands of Thunder Dragons and the power of destruction subdue the Sword Saint. The Sword Saint was fluttering in black hair, and the peerless Fenghua's face was full of a confident smile. Her hand swung the sword very slowly, but the sword was very fast, and a dazzling afterimage appeared, just like waving thousands of swords to display their magical powers.

A sword stabbed out, the afterimage followed, the sword energy was straight, Zhu San was completely thunder dragon, and the Thunder Saint quickly dodged.

The Sword Saint put the sword in his hand in front of him and laughed softly, "Feel my swordsmanship."

Her voice resounded through the world and came into the ears of billions of Yin people.

Everyone looked up at the Sword Saint, her sword intent soared into the sky, her white clothes stimulated, and the strong wind visible to the naked eye coiled around her body, and the ocean sounded again.

Yang Dai trembled slightly, and he felt his sword intent being activated.

So strong!

He actually left his sword intent uncontrollable!

The sword saint's sword energy scattered the clouds in the sky, causing the thunder power of Thunder Saint to be weakened.

Lei Sheng stared at the Sword Saint and said, "Immortal God's Sword Intention?"

The Sword Saint was arrogant and smiled and said, "It's not the sword intent of the immortal god, but the sword in the human world!"

She twisted the hilt of the sword suddenly, and the sword light shone. In an instant, countless sword energy appeared out of thin air, killing towards Lei Sheng from all directions at an extremely fast speed. The sword light shone quickly, even Yang Dai was shaken so hard that he closed his eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

The sound of sword energy passing through at high speed was superimposed, extremely harsh, making the soul tremble. The Yin people closed their eyes and retreated instinctively.

Lei Sheng swung his axe in the wild wave of sword energy, resisting every sword energy, opening and closing, extremely domineering, and even more powerful than the Criminal Saint in the form of Yin God.

This is the spirit of the Sage of Criminal!

The swordsman's swordsmanship is superb, but the Lei Sheng can still catch it, one is powerful and stunning, and the other is as solid as a rock.

Ji Yu, who was absorbed by the Ghost Emperor, looked at the Sword Saint with complex eyes. He slowly closed his eyes: "It turns out that all this is your plan, I am ridiculous."

He refines all the disciples of the Sword Sect and gains a bad reputation, and the Sword Saint becomes the only survivor.

It's really ridiculous.

After Ji Yu gave up resisting, he was completely absorbed into the body of the ghost emperor.

On the other side.

Yang Dai opened his eyes with difficulty. He suddenly saw that Fairy Zhan Jian woke up at some point and was supported by the female disciple of the Thunder God Tower.

Seeing her, Yang Dai couldn't help but look at the Sword Saint again, with a strange expression.

Fairy Burial Sword said, "I am Yanghun, she is Yinhun, originally one, but now for two people."

Yang Dai suddenly realized that Murong Chang'an's move was learned from the Sword Saint.

Now he has gained the power of the Sword Saint, and the Fairy Burying Sword is still alive, which is quite happy.

If he killed the Fairy Burial Sword, would he be equivalent to obtaining the combat power of two sword saints?

Ahem!

immoral!

Yang Dai was just thinking about it with evil taste. He didn't want to turn everyone around him into a yin crowd. He had to leave a free and independent existence, which was interesting. Moreover, the aura of the sword fairy was very weak and could not be as good as that of the sword saint.

Xing Sheng came to Yang Dai and said, "Master, let's go first. The Sword Saint is enough to restrain my true deity."

Yang Dai nodded. The Sword Sect was already empty, so there was no need to stay.

Yang Dai immediately left with the mighty Yin crowd, leaving the Sword Saint and Lei Saint to fight over the Sword Sect, which was astonishing as the battle between immortals and gods.

This battle also alarmed all forces, with many spiritual senses sweeping over. When they saw the Sword Saint and the Thunder Saint, they were all shocked.

The Sword Saint, a peerless genius who once stunned the endless ocean.

Lei Sheng is one of the nine ancient saints, but his condition is obviously not right, as if he was taken over.

What exactly happened?

Why did all the disciples of the Sword Sect disappear?

When they saw the billions of Yin people escorting Yang Dai, they all fell silent.

Dragon Palace.

In the courtyard, Ao Xing and Guichen looked at the battle in the mirror and said nothing for a long time.

Guichen sighed and said, "The old slave knew that the Soul Master was very strong, but he didn't expect that he had already gained the power of the Sword Saint. Your Highness, he has completely gotten up."

Ao Xingdao: "It's true."

A strange smile appeared on his face.

The Sword Sect was destroyed, and that Ji Yu...

He couldn't help laughing happily. Turtle Minister was curious and asked him why he was laughing.

Ao Xing told him about his conversation with the fourth prince, and Guichen laughed.

"The Fourth Prince spent a lot of money to win over Ji Yu, but Ji Yu was killed by the Soul Lord and became the ghost slave of the Soul Lord. Is he very uncomfortable now?"

Guichen smiled and his tone was also full of sarcasm.

At this moment, a figure flew from afar and landed in the courtyard. It was the fourth prince.

The fourth prince looked at Ao Xing and said anxiously: "Third brother, please ask the soul master to release Ji Yu's soul!"

Ao Xing said carelessly: "I don't have that ability. He is just my guest, not a slave."

The fourth prince clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "How should I speak?"

Ao Xing picked up the wine glass on the table and drank slowly without answering.
Chapter completed!