Sword Breaks Nine Heavens

The light of the sword that was ten feet long was bright and dazzling, cold to the bone, and contained a severe chill.

Ji Tianxing and the Blood God Child were not prepared, nor did they expect someone to intervene suddenly.

Before the Blood God Child could react, the sword light that tore through the night sky, like lightning, severely slashed its neck.

"Boom!"

In the muffled sound, the blood **** son's neck was cut off by the knife, and he was in a different place.

The chubby head flew in the night sky, his eyes still wide open and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Although, this injury is nothing to it, and it will recover in an instant.

But it widened its eyes in anger, searching for the attacker.

But before it could see the person wielding the knife, there was another lightning-like light of the knife, tearing through the night, and suddenly struck.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and its round head was split from the middle by the knife light, exploding into dozens of blood.

"Swish!"

Immediately afterwards, one after another sharp blade lights lit up in the night.

A knife was faster than a knife, and the dazzling knife light was like lightning, powerful and violent, incredibly fast.

In just two breaths, the Blood God Child was hit forty-nine times.

The huge body of one hundred feet high was chopped into pieces of blood all over the sky by the light of the knife, and it was scattered like snowflakes.

Only then did Ji Tianxing see clearly that the person who attacked was actually a young man in a black robe.

His body is tall and thin, his head is as long as ink, his face is thin and sharp, and his facial features are as sharp as a knife.

His face is about his early thirties, handsome and cold.

Especially those dark eyes, as narrow and sharp as a blade, gleaming with unparalleled sharpness.

In his right hand, he held a black sword about four feet long.

The blade is only two inches wide, sharp and narrow, with a weird shape, three-pointers like a knife, and seven-pointers like a sword.

What a murderous, cruel and sharp black robe youth!

What a quaint, mysterious, and chilling knife!

It's a pity that Ji Tianxing didn't know this black robe youth, let alone this person.

He could only feel the murderous aura surging in the body of the black robe youth, just like the knife in his hand.

At the same time, the blood and light fragments scattered in the night sky gathered together quickly.

The Blood God Child also wanted to reconsolidate his body.

Ji Tianxing rushed forward decisively and waved his palm to cast a sacred white light that covered the sky and sun.

"Huh!"

The sacred white light enveloped all the blood light fragments, quickly purifying and swallowing.

After a few breaths, the sacred white light retracted into his palm.

The blood light fragments all disappeared, and the second blood **** child was also completely destroyed.

Ji Tianxing retracted his left palm, but did not relax his vigilance, looking at the black robe youth with cold eyes.

The black robe youth has put away the black strange knife, holding the pitch-black scabbard, and walking forward with no expression.

He didn't speak, but walked a hundred feet long, looking directly at Ji Tianxing.

Ji Tianxing secretly squeezed the Heaven Burial Sword, with violent mana accumulated in his body, which could burst a thunderous blow at any time.

He doesn't know, is the black-robed youth an enemy or a friend?

He only knows that the black robe youth's sword skills are superb, and the strength is comparable to that of a strongman.

This is definitely a rival!

After five breaths, the black robe youth walked a hundred feet away in front of Ji Tianxing, but he didn't mean to stop.

Ji Tianxing clenched the Heaven Burial Sword, and immediately attacked with his sword.

At this moment, the black robe youth stepped forward and stood ten steps away before him.

An incredible scene appeared.

The black-robed youth actually knelt on one knee, clasped fists in both hands, and saluted him respectfully.

"See the master!"

"Huh?" Ji Tianxing was taken aback, frowning in confusion.

He had thought about many possibilities, and also guessed the identity and purpose of the black-robed youth.

But he didn't expect that the young man in black robes saluted him respectfully and called him his master!

However, he calmed down quickly, looked at the black-robed youth with vigilant eyes, and asked: "Why do you call me that? I don't know you."

The black-robed youth still knelt before him, maintaining a respectful posture, and replied solemnly: "It doesn't matter whether the master has seen his subordinates.

The owner only needs to know that his subordinates are not malicious to you and are absolutely loyal to protect you. "

Ji Tianxing frowned, looked at him carefully, and asked: "What is your name? Why do you want to protect me?"

The black-robed youth replied calmly: "Subordinate Zhibai, by the order of the master, come to protect the master."

"Zhibai?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and whispered in a low voice: "Knowing the white, keeping the black... Knowing the white and keeping the black."

He frowned for a moment and then asked again: "Who is your master? Which power do you belong to? Why do you want to protect me for no reason?"

"Master, please forgive me, the master's name and dao name, the subordinates cannot say."

Zhibai shook his head expressionlessly, took out a token that seemed to be made of black iron from the space ring and presented it with both hands.

"Master said that as long as the master has read the subordinate's identity token, he will naturally understand it."

Ji Tianxing took the token in doubt, held it in his palm and looked at it.

This token is only half a slap, but weighs ten thousand catties. It is obviously made of meteorite from the outside world, and will not decay after thousands of years.

On the back of the token, a few mysterious patterns are engraved, forming a specious pattern.

But on the front of the token, there is a clear and mysterious pattern.

In the circular pattern, there is a mountain like a huge sword, standing on top of the sky.

Half of the mountainside of Jufeng is a sea of ​​clouds, and there is a bright moon above the mountain.

When Ji Tianxing saw this pattern clearly, his complexion suddenly changed, and his brow was frowned.

"Why do I feel familiar with this pattern? Where have I seen it, and there is a hint of familiarity?"

He held the token, frowned and thought, desperately looking for it in the vast memory.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered.

When he broke through love in Shenlei Lake before, the memory of the sword **** emerged in the depths of his soul.

At that time, he was incarnate as a sword god, sitting on the dojo of Tianzhu Mountain, and meditating under the Tongtian Sword Monument.

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe led Mingyue to see him.

At that time, a stone tablet on the edge of the dojo was carved with such a pattern.

The middle-aged man’s robe is embroidered with the same pattern.

There is no doubt that it is the emblem of Tianzhushan Taoist Temple!

Ji Tianxing suddenly realized that he basically guessed the identity of the Zhibai.

But ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ another thought came into his mind.

"Tianzhu Mountain is the dojo of the sword god, where the sword **** challenged the martial sages of the world.

On Tianzhu Mountain, of course there are forces under the command of the Sword God.

Unexpectedly, the sword **** has fallen for a thousand years, the Tianzhushan Taoist Temple has not been disbanded, and there are still people walking in the world.

Zhibai and his master should be disciples of Tianzhushan, they probably mistaken me for the sword god.

But how did they find me? "

(End of this chapter)

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