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Chapter 218 Where the Sword Is

"who are you?"

The surrounding time stopped, Jian Xiaoyao looked at the white-haired man vigilantly, and the Wuji sword floated in front of him, pointing at the mysterious man ahead.

Shrek is not far from the Star Dou Great Forest. Jian Xiaoyao came to the Star Dou Great Forest these few days, but when he stepped into the forest, the space he was in was frozen, and time was completely stagnant.

In this space, even Elder Xuan couldn't move, he sat still on the tree, his hand holding the wine gourd stopped in the air, as if the world had been pressed the pause button, and everything stopped.

The vigilance in Jian Xiaoyao's heart has reached an unprecedented height. The power he faces has completely surpassed the level of Title Douluo, and may even reach the level of the legendary gods, so he has to face the man in front of him seriously.

"Who am I?" The man looked at Jian Xiaoyao with a face full of surprise, and then asked, "Jian Xiaoyao, what the hell are you doing?"

Nine white tails were exposed behind him, and the breath of a soul beast was released. It was Su Bai, the nine-tailed white fox.

Looking at the nine white fox tails, Jian Xiaoyao was startled.

"You are a nine-tailed white fox? Do you know me?" Jian Xiaoyao suppressed the shock in his heart. He looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and unconsciously let go of his hostility, as if the other person was the person he was most familiar with.

"How could it be possible that I don't know you!" Su Bai said angrily, "Have you lost your mind? Sure enough, like that guy Hao, your mind is full of fighting. I really don't know what's the fun in it?"

"But it seems that your state is a bit strange..." Su Bai looked Jian Xiaoyao up and down, his tail swayed slightly, as if he had discovered something strange, his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Jian Xiaoyao, and the center of his brow suddenly lit up with blue light The pattern immediately aroused the resonance of Jian Xiaoyao's emptiness.

"!" Jian Xiaoyao looked at Su Bai in surprise, at that moment, he actually had a feeling of communion with Su Bai, but it was quickly blocked by his own power.

"So that's it, I understand." Su Bai released the spiritual link of the Void Spirit Eye, and his face was suddenly bored.

"I don't understand you, forget it, it's up to you, since it's your choice, then do it according to your own arrangement." Su Baibai gave Jian Xiaoyao a look, and seemed to be planning to leave.

"Jian Chi, remember it well, don't let people follow you in the future, if you find the godly aura on your body, you just wait to be caught in the God Realm." Su Bai shook his head helplessly, and disappeared in front of Jian Xiaoyao in an instant .

In the silent forest, time quietly resumed its flow, but Elder Xuan on the tree didn't notice anything, the wine in the gourd fell into his mouth, and he began to gulp...

"Is this my choice?"

Jian Xiaoyao stood there quietly, recalling Su Bai's previous words in his mind.

"Then, why should I seal my own power?" Jian Xiaoyao slowly raised his head, and sword lights began to flash in his quiet eyes.

Jian Xiaoyao didn't doubt Su Bai, but instead questioned his heart. Since it was his decision, it shouldn't be difficult for him to guess.

His subconsciousness gradually surfaced from the sea of ​​consciousness, his true self began to recover, and the sword intent released from his unconsciousness quietly cut off the vegetation around him.

Sensing the strange situation, Elder Xuan stopped drinking, looked at Jian Xiaoyao not far away, smacked his lips and said, "What a monster..."

After sighing, Elder Xuan continued to drink and eat meat, watching Jian Xiaoyao as a bystander.

"A god-like opponent, I have challenged the 670th time so far, and I am completely defeated..."

Jian Xiaoyao's voice trembled a little, revealing a side that was completely unlike him.

"But even so, my swordsmanship will still not retreat, and I will swing my sword to the stronger ones. This is my way!"

Jian Xiaoyao's breathing was a little short, he already knew the answer, and his determination was further strengthened.

Zheng!
The silent sword intent was released suddenly, and in Jian Xiaoyao's eyes, there seemed to be endless flashes of sword light and sword shadow.

Then, he didn't stay any longer, walked into the Star Dou Forest alone, and started his own training...

……

After several months of experience, Jian Xiaoyao returned to Shrek Academy, walked straight into the senior students dressed in green clothes, and challenged the higher grade soul master students alone without hiding his edge.

"Ten swords!" The green sword came out of its sheath, and with a clear cry, the sword was divided into ten, until several opponents in front, one-to-many, showed their sharp side...

Two years later, Jian Xiaoyao participated in the inner court assessment. His irresistible side was hard to forget. Dressed in Tsing Yi, he challenged all the assessment students alone. The ten-step-one-kill kendo field enveloped the audience, showing his sword madness to his heart's content side of...

Another year later, he represented Shrek in the Continental Soul Master Competition. As the trump card, he appeared alone, a sword dance set off a bloody storm, and became the most talented soul master in the contemporary era.

The Sun Moon Empire regarded him as a potential enemy in the future, and cooperated with the evil soul masters to send him into the traps they set up. With the title of several evil soul masters, Douluo wanted to control him, brainwash him and train him to become an evil soul master.

But that night, the galaxy fell from the sky, turned into countless sword lights and fell to the earth, piercing through all the ghosts and demons.

Since then, the sensational peerless genius disappeared without a trace, just like a shooting star in the dark night, passing by in a flash.

……

The Slaughtering Realm is a space opened up by a powerful god alone. This space is filled with endless killing energy. The sky and the ground are stained dark red, as if stained red by blood.

The chilling wind blew across the earth, and immediately rolled up a large area of ​​wind and sand, revealing the devastated earth.

Broken weapons can be seen everywhere on the ground, and the rusty weapons seem to have just drank blood, like fierce soldiers.

call--

A straight figure emerged in the wind. The man was dressed in blue clothes, which seemed out of place with the dark red killing world.

Suddenly, a sudden gust of wind rushed towards him, and I saw the man put one hand on the hilt of his waist and raised his head slightly. The corners of the cyan clothes were picked up.

The breeze was blowing, and that person was Jian Xiaoyao. After some experience, he had recalled all his memories and found his opponent again.

I saw Jian Xiaoyao stopped, and the red dust shrouded in front began to disperse, revealing the tall dark red palace in front.

The palace is built in the center of the entire killing world, it is the core of this space, it is a creation of gods, also known as - gods!
boom……

Layers of palace doors were opened one by one, revealing the dark red stairs leading to the palace. Looking inside along the opened gate, one could see a dark red figure, leaning on the killing seat composed of countless swords, spears and halberds.

Time seemed to have turned into eternity, and there was silence among the gods. The figure sitting on the throne slowly opened his eyes, his dark red pupils looked at Jian Xiaoyao under the throne, and the countless fierce soldiers on the throne behind him were fierce. It vibrated, as if the long-lost murderous soldiers were thirsty for blood, and the rust became sharper under the washing of blood, glowing with a bloodthirsty and monstrous light.

"Ten years, and you're finally here."

Shen Hao, who was sitting high in the Slaughter Temple, looked down at Jian Xiaoyao, his eyes passed through the temple, and turned into a solid killing intent to charge towards Jian Xiaoyao.

Bang!
The condensed killing intent dissipated in front of Jian Xiaoyao, turning into a gust of breeze, brushing past the cyan figure, raising a cloud of dust.

But at some point, Jian Xiaoyao's hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were fixed on Shen Hao who was sitting on the throne.

"Ten years, this is my 680th challenge, to show you my sword, my way."

"Your way? How is it different from my way of killing?" Shen Hao sat on the throne of killing and looked down at Jian Xiaoyao, his eyes fell on the Wuji Sword in Jian Xiaoyao's hands, and a fierce red light flashed in his eyes.

The crimson arrogance enveloped the entire temple, the intent of killing was condensed to the extreme, a crimson wind and sand was set off in the killing world, the sound of drums suddenly sounded, the intent of killing shrouded Jian Xiaoyao, and he was already ambushing on all sides!
Killing battlefield!
"Promise, Infinity, Infinity, Infinity Sword!"

Jian Xiaoyao murmured in a low voice, and the cyan long sword flew out of the scabbard in an instant, followed by a sword cry, divided into countless cold lights, piercing into the bloody sky!
The red killing intent turned into a huge blood demon, stretched out endless minions, and closed them towards Jian Xiaoyao!

The sky is falling, the ground is rising, the killing intent squeezes the space where Jian Xiaoyao is, and beside him, endless flying swords protect his whole body.

This is a confrontation of wills, the killing intent accumulated for tens of thousands of years is impacting Jian Xiaoyao and his sword intent.

He was originally a hidden personality. When Tang Mu separated him, he didn't bear the monstrous killing intent like Shen Hao, but held the Wuji Sword in a daze. practice sword.

His consciousness is not strong, but in that time and time again, he began to find himself, as if in every strike of the sword, tempered under the fire and heavy pressure, he turned into a real sword. sword!

He failed 670 nine times, and he became tougher and sharper in 670 nine times of tempering!
The sky is about to fall, and the earth is ups and downs, as if the end is about to come!

Jian Xiaoyao is not moved by the world in front of him, and looks directly at the doomsday in front of him!
If the sky collapses, just open it!
The long sword raised its momentum, and the turbulent sword intent erupted!

The last move of the Heavenly Sword, open the sky!
This last sword represents both the end and the beginning!
Zheng——

The sword light that destroys everything cuts through the darkness, pierces the sky, and destroys everything in its reach!
The crimson sky was separated by a sword light, and the endless sword intent enveloped the sky and the earth, making the separated sky unable to heal, like a scar in the sky!
"It's a good sword, it's still worth a fight." In the Bloody Temple, Shen Hao on the Slaughter Throne gave a sigh of relief, and stood up from the Slaughter Throne with the corner of his mouth raised, his voice echoed throughout the world.

At this moment, all the palaces in the killing world began to disperse, turning into a strong killing atmosphere.

The color of the world has changed again, the majestic killing god disappeared, replaced by a thick and almost black killing air, which quickly merged into Shen Hao's body and turned into a ferocious **** armor.

goo-dong... goo-dong...

The heartbeat sounded like the beating of a war drum in the sky and the earth. Between the sky and the earth, the scarlet eyes stared at Jian Xiaoyao, and the dark red field was suddenly released!
Boom!

Just like Shura's killing god descended from the sky, endless ferocious soldiers rose from the ground, as if they were surrounded by their masters descending, liberating their killing intent from the dust!
On the other side, the scabbard of the Wuji sword shattered, turned into pieces and merged into Jian Xiaoyao's body, forming his sword armor.

"The location of the sword is in my hand, in my heart, between the heaven and the earth!" With a deep voice, Jian Xiaoyao gathered momentum.

In an instant, countless flying swords spread out behind him, and huge divine power gushed out from him. In the crimson sky, countless swords condensed into a huge virtual image of a temple, which was exactly his god, Wuji Dao Palace!

The next moment, in this world, the crimson divine power collided with the blue divine power, the space shook, countless cracks spread in the sky, and a duel between gods and gods officially began.

(End of this chapter)