The Path Toward Heaven

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A sword can travel thousands of miles.

Heaven and earth correspond.

It is for Tongtian.

It turned out that Pei Baifa did not fall from the Heaven-reaching Realm because of his disastrous defeat at the hands of the Sword God of the West Sea.

He is still the extremely powerful Wuen sect master, and his realm is even better than before!

Do you not see that?

yes!

Don't you see, it's a sword.

The peerless famous sword of Pei Baifa, the head of Wuen sect.

Has been absent for a long time.

The disciples of Wu'enmen stood in the rainstorm, looking at the trace left by the flying sword, they shouted excitedly, and some even cried out of excitement.

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Don't you see the sword piercing the sky.

When it reappeared, it was thousands of miles away.

Ordinary people's naked eyes can't see the trace in the blue sky at all.

Even a practitioner can only feel a little confusion in his mind at most, and he can't see any pictures when he looks at it.

This sword is too fast.

Xi Wangsun is a strong man who breaks through the sea boundary, and he is extremely sensitive to the secrets of heaven.

At the moment when he was about to kill Yan Shusheng, a warning sign suddenly appeared in his heart.

So he took control of the sword and left without hesitation, not caring whether that sword intent could kill Liu Shisui.

The result of his calculation is very clear, knowing that if the flying sword catches up with him, something big will happen.

His reaction was already unimaginably fast, but he still couldn't swing that flying sword.

Because that flying sword is really so fast that it is unimaginable.

After leaving the South China Sea for more than ten years, he has seen many real strong men in the Chaotian Continent, among them are big men of the heaven-reaching realm like senior brother, but he has never seen such a fast sword!

The strong wind fell on his face, and it was a little cold.

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Xi Wangsun stopped in the sky and turned around to look at the sword light.

The bead curtain was lifted following his movements, revealing that indifferent face.

He held the Chuzi Sword with both hands, and slashed towards the sword light.

Only then did the bead curtain fall slowly.

There is no sound.

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In a rice field hundreds of miles west of Haizhou City, a farmer is weeding.

He didn't know if it was because it was too hot today or because he had worked too hard, but he suddenly felt flustered.

He returned to the edge of the field, picked up the earthen pot and took a few sips of cold water, but found no relief.

He became more and more uneasy, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, and found that the weather was fine, and there was no sign of heavy rain.

The sky in the west was cloudy, but the sky above the rice fields was clear, and the sun was a little harsh.

Suddenly, he saw a bright light in the depths of the sky.

Compared with the blazing sun, the light was not very eye-catching, but the farmer was stunned, because he was sure it was high up there.

In such a clear sky, from such a distance, he could actually see that light. He could imagine how shining it would be if he watched it up close, and he was afraid that it would blind people's eyes.

An hour ago, a meteor shower pierced the sky and headed westward. Could this be the one that fell?

Thinking about this possibility, the farmer suddenly heard a thunder in his ears. The huge rumbling sound frightened his legs, and he slumped down in the field.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind came to the ground from a high altitude, rolling up countless sand and dust, and the young seedlings in the rice fields were forced to bend down.

The farmer was so frightened that he didn't bother to pick up the water pot and tools by the field, and ran to the house desperately.

After running out of the rice field and onto the road, he still felt that the shock hadn't subsided. Otherwise, why would his legs still be weak and he couldn't stand firm?

It wasn't until the next moment that he realized that his unsteadiness had nothing to do with being scared, but because the ground on the road was shaking.

The booming sound sounded again, but this time it was weaker, and it sounded much closer, as if it was on the ground.

Countless cavalrymen in black armor sat on horses also wearing full helmets and came at a high speed.

God's Guard! The farmer was so shocked that he scrambled and ran down the road and returned to the rice field to avoid being hit and killed by these cavalry.

The smoke and dust gradually receded.

The blazing sunlight fell on the black iron armor and immediately became a bit colder, but it was still not as cold as the pair of eyes protruding from the armor.

This commander is called Gu Pan, who was born as a disciple of the Outer Sect of Zhongzhou, and has already held a high position at a young age.

According to the level, he can command a thousand cavalry, but today he brought a hundred subordinates.

In the early hours of the morning, tens of thousands of guard cavalry entered Haizhou in several groups. The forward troops should have arrived at Haizhou by this time and completed the siege.

The task of the Divine Guards is to kill the masters of the Bulaolin, the evil monsters, and the local officials who are attached to the Xihai Sword Sect. At the same time, they are responsible for maintaining the order in Haizhou and ensuring that the people will not be hurt too much by the possible war.

The tasks of Gu Pan and the hundred guard cavalry had nothing to do with these.

Their mission is to find a sword.

In the sky ahead, a very thin black line was slowly falling, which looked like dust.

Gu Pan knew that that was the goal of this trip, and ordered in a deep voice: Rush over as quickly as possible, whoever dares to snatch it will be killed!

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The thin black line falling slowly in the blue sky is the Hatsuko sword.

After several years of blows from the sword that you didn't see, the Chuzi sword lost all its spirituality no matter how high it was, and fell to the ground like scrap iron.

The situation of Xi Wangsun was even more miserable. Both hands holding the hilt were covered in blood, and everything from finger bones to arm bones were shattered.

He was so angry that he called the other party's name in his heart - Pei Baifa!

Didn't you get seriously injured by your senior brother? How can he still have all the power of the Heaven-reaching Realm?

Even if you regained your realm through hard training, but Tianshou Mountain is so far away, how could you strike me with a sword from thousands of miles away? And why is this sword so fast and so strong!

He didn't know why Pei Baifa's sword was so terrifying, he only knew that if the opponent's sword fell again, he would definitely die.

Regardless of his injury, he flew towards a higher place, and after a few breaths, he crossed the invisible barrier and entered the void.

There is no air in the Void Realm, and he can't breathe. Of course, he is not an ordinary Sea Breaker Realm practitioner, and he can stay here for a long time.

The problem is that his arms were cut to pieces by the sword, and he couldn't repair his body with his own true energy. In an environment like the Void Realm, the bleeding would be faster, and it was very likely that he would die in a short time.

But he had to bear this risk. If he didn't leave here as soon as possible and return to his cave to heal his wounds, he would also die, and he would definitely die.

Xi Wangsun flew towards the western sky, and two streams of blood dripped from his arms behind him. Because there was no wind, the spread was very even, and the picture was a bit beautiful.

To him, this is the most terrifying thing, he can even clearly feel that life is passing along with the blood.

His face was pale, but his will showed no signs of slackening. Any practitioner who could cultivate to the level of breaking the sea must be the most outstanding person in the world.

Excellent here refers to all aspects.

The barrier between the Void and the sky is transparent, at least when viewed from above.

There is a cloud ahead.

Xi Wangsun saw his shadow on the cloud.

The shadow moved very fast, far surpassing ordinary flying swords.

Suddenly, he felt an indescribable breath.

The aura is very powerful, but there is no coercion, giving people a feeling as deep as the sea.

Then he saw an extra shadow on the cloud.

That shadow was right behind his shadow side.