The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Fortunately, even though the Broken Sword perfectly replicated Qin Liao's Frost Sword Intent, the power it displayed was still constrained by Chao Zhao's own cultivation.

[Ahhhh!!! What does this rubbish mean!!!]

In Xue Xingzhi's sea of ​​consciousness, the Blazing Sun Sword Spirit was running around in his mind like crazy.

It was it that just disliked Chao Zhao's natal sword for taking its sword intent. Now that the broken sword has turned around and taken Qin Liao's sword intent, it feels uncomfortable again.

Xue Xingzhi was silent for a moment.

"...Don't be jealous."

[How! Is! Possible!]

The sword spirit's angry, immature voice gradually turned into anger and rage, and it even wanted to break through its master's control and take action itself.

Xue Xingzhi had no choice but to say to Chao Zhao: "Chiyang is angry."

"cough......"

Chao Zhao turned her eyes away guiltily, because the act of eating and taking her own natal sword made her usual thick skin a little bit unbearable.

"One move."

She thought for a moment and said, "No matter what the result is, just use one move."

"it is good."

Xue Xingzhi agreed with her proposal.

Because of the tattered 'Always Abandoned', the two sword lights hanging in the air were finally distinguished, the blooming golden sword light and the wildly dancing frosty white sword light confronted each other.

The sword light produced by the sword in his hand became more and more magnificent, and the rich colors painted the sky into the colors of two worlds.

In the golden light, there was a faint fiery red sun flame, which made people unable to see, as if just one glance would bring down the punishment from heaven.

The wildly dancing frosty sword light took advantage of the geographical advantage of the Frost Peak and constantly drove the frost and snow around it.

The frost and snow rushed up one after another, actively promoting the integration of this sword move.

"——Zhao Zhao Xihe."

"Ten thousand swords like flowers."

The two men spoke in unison, and the sword moves they used were their innate sword moves.

What Chao Zhao learned were the sword moves that Ji Wushe later created, while what Xue Xingzhi learned were the sword moves that had been passed down for thousands of years by the Jianhua Immortal Sect.

Chao Zhao's sword moves, though seemingly immature, were no less powerful than Xue Xingzhi's Wan Jian Ru Hua.

Everyone present felt their vast and majestic sword power. It was not a one-off fight to consume each other, but a coexistence of tolerance and tolerance.

The person who can be tolerant is Chao Zhao.

It’s like this huge world that can accommodate everything in the world.

'Om! '

'boom! ! ! ! ’

From afar, it seemed as if two giant swords were standing between heaven and earth, standing there like giant arms supporting the sky.

The sound of swords clashing and trembling, even though Fan Lian and Ji Shu had erected a spiritual barrier, they still couldn't suppress the pain brought by the tinnitus.

Until Ji Wushe rescued them.

The discomfort was relieved and Fanlian breathed a sigh of relief.

"What a terrifying sword move..."

She patted her chest and murmured with lingering fear, "Fortunately, we are teammates..."

Being able to become a member of the 'Golden Generation' together with such a monstrous genius, Fan Lian's fighting spirit was uncontrollably aroused.

Ji Shu's face turned pale and he nodded silently.

The two sword moves collided, and even with Qin Liao's barrier to protect them, Chao Zhao and Xue Xingzhi still felt a little shaken.

The two landed on the ground, and Chao Zhao swayed unsteadily, but fortunately Rong Jizhi supported her in time.

Xue Xingzhi turned his head and coughed.

"cough!"

Dust and smoke filled the air, and the shadow of the giant sword remained in the air for a long time.

......

at the same time.

The fragments of consciousness in the lower world dissipated, and Honghua, who was forced to return to the upper world to continue guarding his loneliness for a thousand years, suddenly felt a fleeting breath from his natal sword.

His eyes trembled suddenly, filled with disbelief.

“——How is it possible?!”

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to rush to the edge of the upper and lower worlds, which is the location of the gate.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, the gate was still closed and dim, with no signs of opening, and no other aura.

Hong Hua murmured in a daze: "If it's not you, then who could it be? Who else has this ability... The other gods have already fallen."

No one knew that five thousand years ago, when Honghua ascended to the upper realm with great excitement and joy, what greeted him was not the magnificent and eternal realm, but another more cruel battlefield.

The gods who were supposed to come to greet him hurriedly passed by him without even having the chance to say hello.

Immediately afterwards, he witnessed with his own eyes how the gods who had already condensed their divine bodies, used their divine bodies as a guide and burned up their spiritual consciousness to create a huge sealing formation.

Honghua didn't know what they were sealing, he only knew that since then, he was the only one left in this endless eternal realm, suffering from loneliness for a thousand years.

For five thousand years, he tried to travel all over the upper realm, searching for any lingering traces of the gods, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Lian Tian Dao——

All was silent and gloomy.

......

Chao Zhao steadied his body and was just about to teach a lesson to the sword in his hand that had no martial ethics, when he saw Xue Xingzhi, who was holding the Chiyang Sword in the distance, emitting a bright sword light in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the sky, which was originally covered with frost and snow, suddenly gathered with large patches of thick, dark clouds.

The sky suddenly darkened, and in the heavy clouds, dark purple thunder shook and flickered, ready to strike.

"——Advanced Sky Thunder?!"

Ji Shu cursed in a low voice, then quickly pulled Fan Lian away from Xue Xingzhi.

This sign clearly showed that the battle just now had helped Xue Xingzhi break through the last layer of shackles and advance to the stage of god transformation!

The tempering of the heavenly thunder that can transform a god is not something they can endure now.

"Forehead......"

Zhao Zhao blinked and immediately looked at his senior brother beside him, "It's all its fault!"

He immediately pushed his own natal sword out to take the blame.

"...Well, blame it."

Several senior brothers took Chao Zhao away from here.

If there is any mistake in the advanced heavenly thunder, it will fall on the people nearby and will also affect Xue Xingzhi's tempering of his spiritual body.

They now need to clear a space for him.

When Qin Liao sensed that the thunder was approaching, he decisively set up a formation, and Feng Qi also helped.

He muttered doubtfully, "It shouldn't be this fast... Was it because of the battle with Chao Zhao that his sword spirit was tempered?"

"should be."

Qin Liao nodded with a slightly serious expression.

From the outside world's perspective, forming the elixir and forming the infant are the two most difficult hurdles for cultivators to overcome, and any carelessness will result in the destruction of one's soul.

But every thunder tribulation after the Nascent Soul stage is thousands of times more difficult than the previous one.

Feng Qi couldn't help but comfort him: "When did Xingzhi need us to worry about his tribulation? His talent hasn't reached its limit yet, don't worry."

Xue Xingzhi’s talent has always amazed the Jianhua Immortal Sect, especially his cultivation speed which has not yet encountered a bottleneck.

Therefore, the Jianhua Immortal Sect has always regarded him as the successor of the Honghua ancestor and cultivated him.

Qin Liao nodded: "I hope so."

In the distance, Chao Zhao, who was taken to a safe place by his master and senior brothers, was complaining to Fan Lian about his own natal sword.

Listening to Fanlian's exclamation, Chao Zhao said helplessly: "Don't you think the tattered feeling is a bit heavy..."

The ability to copy the opponent's sword energy can increase the taunt level to the maximum before the fight begins.

Fanlian pondered for a moment, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"I heard that a sword cultivator's natal sword is the one that best matches its master..."

Ji Shu gave her a look that said 'are you trying to kill yourself?'

Who knew that Chao Zhao felt so good about herself that she wouldn't waste her time on herself. Her face showed even more disgust towards her natal sword.

"It must be that it didn't learn well and grew crooked."

“…Yes, yes, yes!”

Fan Lian, who had reacted, nodded quickly, "But this ability is too powerful. By the way, can the tattered copy of the sword energy be preserved?"

Her question hit the point.

The Xianyu Sect's masters and disciples couldn't help but look over, and Ji Wushe nodded and said directly: "Chao Zhao, try again."

"it is good."

Chao Zhao also wanted to verify it, so she casually made a sword flower in front of everyone.

The dull sword, which looked dusty and rusty, burst out with a strong sword intent the moment it turned towards Zhao.

A golden sword energy filled with sun flame flashed by, and it was followed by a sword energy covered with frost and snow.

As if to prove himself, Rag even showed off.

So when they were still surprised that the sword energy it copied could be preserved, the next moment two sword energies appeared on the black sword that seemed to be able to absorb countless colors.

Heat and frost interweave and run parallel to each other, like twins, dazzling as flowers.

The sudden flash of sword light reflected into Chao Zhao's eyes, forming a brilliant galaxy in his dark pupils.

"????"

"--Depend on?!"

Ji Shu was young, and he couldn't help himself when he saw this scene.

"Master..."

Lou Fuyue couldn't help but look at Ji Wushe who had a sullen face beside him, as if she had guessed what he was thinking at the moment.

No one knows better than him that the more unique and special an existence is, the more it will attract the attention of those hiding in the dark.

Those covetous and greedy gazes even come from the people closest to you.

"We can protect her."

Lou Fuyue's voice was faint, and almost disappeared along with the sound of the wind as soon as she finished speaking.