The Path Toward Heaven

As the sword light approached, the sirens in the black battleship became more and more urgent.

The glasses of the middle-aged man couldn't hide his serious eyes.

The sword light traveled between the nuclear bomb and fireworks, getting brighter and brighter.

So far, there has never been such a fast aircraft in the Starship Alliance.

The people in the battleship looked at the display on the light curtain, their faces were full of shock and incredible emotions.

What is it that can fly so fast?

Just when people kept guessing, the speed of the sword light had increased beyond the limit of imagination, and even disappeared from the light curtain.

The next moment is that scene.

There are cracks in the French windows.

There are cracks in the ground.

Cracks appeared on the blood jade.

Dozens of sword lights passed through everything, including the body of the middle-aged man.

Those sword lights slowly faded away, forming Jing Jiu's figure.

The sword intent still exists, and it goes away with the castration, running through the entire battleship, and everything it passes is shattered.

The battleship's engine began to explode, and blue arcs kept lighting up at the stern of the ship like lightning, followed by a huge roar.

It wasn't until this time that the warship sounded the alarm of being invaded.

Everyone was stunned, and it was only after a while that they woke up, and started to guard as quickly as possible.

There was only pa, pa, pa, pa, pa pa, and more than a dozen battle armors took shape amidst the heavy mechanical assembly sound.

The middle-aged man looked out the window quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he turned around slowly, looked at Jing Jiu and asked, What kind of sword technique is this?

Jing Jiu said, Everything is a sword.

The middle-aged man frowned and said, I've seen it before, it's not as strong as your sword.

Jing Jiu said, This is my One of Everything.

This is not talking about the true meaning of swordsmanship that he comprehended in Chaotian Continent.

It’s not about the difference from Master Qingshan’s Myriad Things.

This refers to the scope of the kendo that changes with the breadth of the sky and the earth.

Everything is a sword.

Thousands of nuclear bombs are also his sword.

On that mine star a few days ago, General Li once said a word when he defeated Xilai.

——Combining the cultivation method of Chaotian Continent with the technological civilization of this world is the true unity of heaven and man.

Jing Jiu did just that.

The middle-aged man couldn't understand, and said, Didn't you just come out?

Jing Jiu said, It's been a long time.

It has been more than a hundred days since he came to this world, indeed it has been a long time.

Back then in the small mountain village of Chaotian Continent, he only spent nine days making all the preparations.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, No, it's not such a simple matter.

Jing Jiu admitted what he said, using this sword is indeed not that simple.

——This is different from learning to chop vegetables, cook, clean, farm, or make bamboo chairs.

He has been preparing for this sword for a long time.

Tang Gu in the Stargate underground laboratory gave him detailed information on all alliance warships and nuclear bomb types.

On the night of the selection of the priestess, he watched the battleship in the night sky for a long time at the place closest to the gray sky.

On the soft chairs in the underground apartment, on the chairs on the terrace of the Star Gate Hotel, he did not know how many nights he had counted.

In the end, he came up with the current plan.

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You are really good, and your algorithms and practices are also very good.

The middle-aged man looked into his eyes and said seriously: But if I hadn't been injured first, you wouldn't be able to kill me.

Jing Jiu thought about what happened on that planet, and said, You were the one who went to kill Cao Yuan?

The middle-aged man said, I'm going to pick him up.

Jing Jiu said, The person who told you to pick him up wants you dead.

He had already guessed the identity of this middle-aged man.

Different ways can make their own plans, but in more cases it is life and death.

The middle-aged man is the real Chisong of the Blood Demon Sect. He has committed all kinds of evil in Chaotian Continent. He may be a little restrained in this world, but he still kills people without blinking an eye.

Cao Yuan is the descendant of the Guocheng Temple, and the sword master of Gudao Town Fengxue. Although he killed many people, he is a benevolent person with compassion.

When they met together, the heavens and the earth were naturally shattered.

What I don't understand is, why did you kill me?

It seems that middle-aged people are really puzzled.

Jing Jiu said, You want to kill me.

The middle-aged man sighed: This is just an investigation.

Jing Jiu thought about the bullet caught in the square, and those laser cannons falling from the night sky, and was silent for a while.

Then he said, Die.

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After saying this, the middle-aged man died.

Master Chisong is the greatest evil leader in the history of Chaotian Continent. He founded the Blood Demon Cult, causing people to suffer, and affecting the practice world for tens of thousands of years, until Liu Shisui... But today he did not respond to the sword light, and died just like that.

The two small wounds on his thumb and index finger suddenly became deeper, and the two fingers fell off like this.

Immediately afterwards, his ears, nose, hair, and flesh were cut into pieces, and then chopped into pieces.

Even his three gods and souls, ten thousand demon thoughts, and nine paper corpses were cut into the finest particles, and then turned into green smoke by the sword fire.

Only a few drops of blood overflowed, and they floated around with an extremely evil meaning, and they were about to stain those soldiers, and they were chopped into nothingness by the sword light.

No matter how many demons and supernatural powers you have, I will kill you with one sword.

The soldiers didn't know that Jing Jiu had saved their lives, so they raised their weapons and started attacking.

More than a dozen battle armors made a low buzzing sound and rushed over at high speed.

The interior of the battleship is full of missile tail smoke and random lasers.

Jing Jiu raised his right hand.

Those missiles suddenly lost their direction and shot obliquely elsewhere.

There were more than a dozen violent explosions in the battleship, and many large holes appeared in the already severely damaged hull.

Those lasers fell on him accurately, but they couldn't cause effective damage.

The surface of his body is too tight and smooth, like metal bound together by super force.

Most importantly, he moved.

The interior of the battleship was illuminated by sword light.

Sword lights appeared on the transparent visors of the combat armor, on the surfaces of the consoles used by soldiers as shelters, and on the engines of the escape spaceships that were starting.

Thousands of sword lights seemed to appear all over the battleship at the same time.

Then there were countless crisp cutting sounds.

Wipe, wipe, wipe!

The whole world was quiet, except for the engine that was still exploding at the tail of the battleship.

Jing Jiu withdrew his right hand.

A faint sword intent lingered between his fingers.

The huge blood jade seat was cut in two, the two lifelike dragons were dead, and there was a pair of silver-rimmed glasses in the broken jade.

He picked up the pair of glasses and held them in his hands.

Chisong Zhenren's realm is unfathomable, much stronger than Bairen.

Among the enemies he has encountered in this life, only Xue Ji is stronger.

Even with the help of thousands of nuclear bombs, he unleashes the most powerful strike of all things and one sword, logically speaking, he can only seriously injure this person, and it is difficult to kill all the vitality of the other party.

But he had already suffered a severe stab wound before that.

When was the last time Qingshanzong's sword of all things met the sword of Baicheng Xiaomiao?

Before Liu Ci turned into spring rain, he once slashed at Lieyang Gorge.

On a whim, Cao Yuan used a sword to make peace.

Swords meet.

The Lieyang Gorge disappeared, and the Xuanyin Sect was wiped out.

Today, Jing Jiu's sword and Cao Yuan's knife met in Chisong Zhenren's body.

No matter how powerful Chisong Zhenren is, there is only one way to die.

In this universe, who can withstand such a meeting of swords and swords?

Since you want to kill him, why do you say that to provoke the relationship between us?

A calm, indifferent yet profound voice sounded.

The black battleship is burning.

All the three major systems were destroyed, all the screen doors failed, and there were whistling and explosions of air leaks everywhere.

In such a chaotic environment, this voice was so clear, and it landed on Jing Jiu's ears accurately.

That person is not in the battleship, this is a remote call.

Jing Jiu touched his somewhat damaged earlobe, and said, That sentence is for you.