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Several eyes fell on the sword at the same time, and a strong desire began to emerge in each other's hearts. This sword could only be his!

But Song Siming was not included in these glances.

The moment he got greedy, the Green Lotus Sword in his hand suddenly became extremely hot, bringing Song Siming's mind back to reality.

The three Wangdi were not as lucky as him. The moment Wangdi saw the Demon-Sealing Sword, he seemed to see him holding the sword, calling for wind and rain, unifying the nine states and achieving great achievements.

An unprecedented desire appeared in his heart. This sword could only be his! It must be his too!

For this, he did not hesitate to pay any price!

Qi Tuo was no exception. He threw Tian Mokai directly to the ground covered with ice crystals. His eyes were red and he ignored the corpses on the way and walked towards the Demon Sword.

Seeing that the two of them were fascinated by the Demon Sword, Song Siming raised his hand and pinched himself hard.

Then he ran to Emperor Wang and began to persuade him loudly, hoping that Emperor Wang could return to his previous appearance.

However, after Emperor Wang heard Song Siming's words, he immediately became furious, "Have you also fallen in love with that sword? I was just pitying you when I talked to you before. You really take yourself seriously!"

After saying that, Emperor Wang directly slashed at Song Siming with his sword.

The sword surged with force, bringing out three arcs of light, heading straight for Song Siming's head with a strong killing intent.

"Clang clang clang!"

Song Siming reacted very quickly, reacting the moment Emperor Wang raised his sword, blocking all of Emperor Wang's attacks one by one.

In the art of swordsmanship, he is confident that he will not lose to any of his peers.

Seeing that Emperor Wang had turned his back and refused to recognize anyone else, his subordinates did not leave a trace of kindness.

Song Siming resisted the temptation of the Demon-Sealing Sword coming from behind and stood in front of Qi Tuo and Wangdi. He made a sword gesture with one hand, trying to stop the two of them.

If any one of them really gets the Demon-Sealing Sword, judging from their current situation, they might do something.

It seems that the demon-sealing sword absorbed too much of the evil soul's breath, which led to the current result.

It can be said that the Demon Sword is another evil spirit, just like the Demon Sword.

"It's too dangerous, we must not let them get closer!" This thought came to Song Siming's mind.

Thinking about this, Song Siming raised his sword and rushed towards Wang Di and the two men who were also rushing towards him.

Since none of them had spiritual power or cultivation, the collision was like a mortal swordsman fighting.

There are not so many fancy methods, some are simple and rough collisions, each move is better than the other, and sparks fly.

Qi Tuo held the ancient sword in his hand and struck Song Siming in the belly with his sword. At this time, Emperor Wang also struck Song Siming on the head with his sword.

After a brief fight, the two of them both wanted to kill Song Siming, the most troublesome one, and they actually cooperated for a while.

Seeing the two men slashing at them with their swords at the same time, Song Siming's expression did not change and he turned to take the sword. The sword force moved from bottom to top, blocking Qi Tuo and Wangdi's sword force in a flash of light and flint.

Then he immediately pulled away to avoid a series of killing moves from the two men.

But Emperor Wang and Qi Tuo caught up immediately, with both swords coming down, like a poisonous snake and a tiger, chasing and striking at Song Siming's hard turtle shell.

Emperor Wang's swordsmanship was not inferior to Song Siming's in any way, and he also knew the Green Lotus Sword Technique very well. He could often think of a way to break it after Song Siming made a move.

With Qi Tuo attacking from the side, Song Siming's situation suddenly became precarious.

Looking at the ancient sword cultivators underground who were killing each other, Song Siming understood why they all died here.

Now they are following the same path that these ancient sword cultivators followed thousands of years ago.

Gritting his teeth fiercely and turning the sword in his hand, Song Siming used Xuanshanmen's sword technique to retreat to Tian Mokai.

The only solution now was to wait until the two of them started to fight, and then he would take action to subdue them.

Although Song Siming is not sure about this, he can only do this now, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Seeing Song Siming retreating, Emperor Wang immediately rushed forward and immediately put a long distance away from Qi Tuo.

Qi Tuo was naturally unwilling to lag behind. His eyes were red and he looked like an evil ghost, holding the ancient sword and chasing after him.

Song Siming, who was watching all this silently, clenched his fists tightly, planning to rejoin the battle at any time.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from outside the broken ice wall, "Junior brother Song, I haven't seen you for several years, are you still okay?"

Hearing this voice, Song Siming turned around and saw a man in white Taoist robes, looking with interest at the two Wangdi men who were fighting not far from the Demon Sealing Sword.

Song Siming looked at the visitor in disbelief, "Are you You Jing? No, you are from the Immortality Cult!"

Scenes from the past came to mind again. During the few months Song Siming was in the Qinglian Sword Sect, he often went to the sword pavilion to read sword tactics and check the information about the great evil.

And You Jing was the deacon's disciple in Jiange. During that time, the two of them met frequently and became friends with each other.

Song Siming thought that he died in the Qinglian Sword Sect that day, but he never expected that he would be here today and meet again in this position.

Looking up at Song Siming who was facing a formidable enemy, You Jing shook his head and smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you, I just want that sword."

After saying that, You Jing's eyes fell on the demon-sealing sword that exuded white light. There was no desire like Emperor Wang in his eyes, but only the unchanging indifference.

Song Siming raised his sword and said, "You won't kill me, but I won't let you go!"

The moment he saw You Jing, several thoughts passed through Song Siming's mind. The person who entered the teleportation array before had not seen You Jing, so where did he come from?

And besides You Jing, are there any other people from the Immortality Cult?

In addition, the hatred for Xiao Song's death began to stir up in his heart, making it difficult for Song Siming to control his emotions. If the situation was not unclear, he would have rushed forward.

You Jing came to Song Siming in front of him and patted him on the shoulder, "I want to kill you at any time, so now, senior brother, get out of my way and don't make things too complicated."

After saying that, You Jing slammed out a palm and landed on Song Siming.

Before Song Siming could react, he felt severe pain everywhere in his body and it was difficult to use his strength.

This caused him to stand on the ground weakly holding the sword and kneeling on one side to prevent him from falling down.

Glancing at the Green Lotus Sword in Song Siming's hand, You Jing smiled faintly, and then he looked at Wang Di and the two who were already bleeding.

"If everyone in the world were like you, junior brother, then there wouldn't be so many things in this world."

The voice just fell.

You Jing went to Wangdi and the two in a flash. Under the fierce gazes of Wangdi and Wangdi, he directly struck out with two palms with an indifferent expression, and violently knocked the two of them away. They hit the stone wall and could not get up again.

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