Chapter 640 The sword festival is about to begin

"Don't even think about hurting Jingyun." Jian Chen drew out his sword, and his body was ablaze with light.

"You are all wrong." Jian Tan said in a deep voice, "I want to create a sword greater than [Peerless]. The prerequisite is to let Bu Jingyun become the master of [Peerless]."

"There will never be a sword greater than Peerless!" Zhong Mei shouted angrily, and he could no longer maintain the indifference from the beginning to now.

He could accept Jian Tan's use of [Defeat] to absorb the true essence of [Peerless], because the true essence of [Peerless] was the real body, the hard work of three generations of their Zhong family.

Every sword in the sword pool was the shell of [Peerless], and could become [Peerless].

In his eyes, [Defeat], the soulless sword, was just another shell.

And being greater clearly meant destroying [Peerless]!

"You want to be my enemy?" Xiong Ba narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed between his eyes.

Jian Tan ignored Xiongba, "Go, Bu Jingyun, take down [Peerless], it's waiting for you."

"Yes, protect Chuchu for me." Bu Jingyun did not hesitate at all, even if he might become a sacrifice for the greater sword.

He stepped calmly into the underground fire and let it burn his body.

He has lived most of his life until today in darkness and pain!

He couldn't even gather five things in his life that were enough to make him happy.

Darkness and pain are his fate!

The God of Death Who Doesn't Cry is more like darkness than darkness!

As long as he gets the power to defeat Xiongba and take revenge, he is willing to give everything.

What's more, this tongue of fire is not as painful as when Kong Ci died in front of him.

The obstacle between [Qilin Arm] and this body - the Sanjiao Xuanguan that has never been opened seems to have become unobstructed in this pain.

The blood of [Fire Qilin], known as the Fire Demon and the mount of Emperor Yan, began to flow in this flesh shell that was not a mortal body.

The impermanence force that counteracts and opposes it, and the diffuse clouds also increase dramatically!

Hundreds of miles away, standing on a tall treetop, Nie Feng, who was holding a knife horizontally and didn't know where to go, looked in one direction inexplicably, and then turned into wind in an instant.

In terms of lightness, Nie Feng's lightness has long been faster and more unique than Xiongba.

The first move of [Wind God Leg] [Catching the Wind and Shadow] has long been innovated by him, reaching a realm that Xiongba can hardly imagine.

What's more, as his figure moves towards that unknown direction, the [Divine Wind Force] in his body becomes more and more agile and ethereal.

Before the sound of "swoosh" reached the front, Nie Feng had already swept to the front faster than the sound of his figure.

"Where is the strong wind coming from."

On the side of the road, the constable who was proud of his own eyesight and observation ability and arrested dozens of thieves known for their high lightness in a radius of ten miles frowned, but he saw nothing.

"Where did this madman come from!" Ao Tian was shocked, "He actually resisted the underground fire of my Baijian Villa with his flesh and blood!"

"There are good horses only if there are good horse trainers in the world, and Bu Jingyun is the [peerless] good horse trainer." Zhong Mei, who should have been full of opinions about Bu Jingyun because of his greed for swords, now looked like a father-in-law who saw a satisfied son-in-law.

His judgment was not wrong.

Before Bu Jingyun walked to the giant sword, the orange-yellow magma-like sword-shaped true essence could not wait to leave the sword body and shrank into his hands.

The sword and the man now seemed to be integrated.

Bu Jingyun was also shining, like a human figure condensed from magma.

This was the first time he met a sword that understood him so well, and his pain, his hatred, and the darkness in his heart seemed to have found a place to accommodate.

This was also the first time the sword met someone who understood it so well. The restrained, hidden burning heat was the only thing in the world that could sharpen it.

On swordsmanship.

Bu Jingyun had only come into contact with three schools.

Among them, only the [Huo Family Sword Technique] and the [Holy Spirit Sword Technique] were complete, as well as the [Unexplained Sorrow].

He was indeed very talented in swordsmanship.

He got started as soon as he came into contact with the [Holy Spirit Sword Technique], and progressed from [Sword·One] to [Sword·Eight].

And now, he seemed to have mastered the [Origin] of the sword!

At this moment, he was the sword!

The [Sword·Eighteen], which was endless in threes and sixes, was instantly understood by him.

But he did not continue with the [Sword·Nineteen] and even [Sword·Twenty-Two] afterwards. As a sword, he had already noticed the disharmony, the disharmony from one to eighteen with affection, and from nineteen to twenty-two with ruthlessness.

All his [inspiration] was invested in the [Unexplained Sorrow], and the last move of the [Paiyun Palm] that he stole from Xiongba, [Gloomy Clouds], also inexplicably surged into his mind, and the two produced a wonderful chemical reaction.

The gloomy clouds turned into a sheath to contain the burning sword.

The edge of the sword was restrained, as if it had turned into clouds.

"Sword·Liuyun!"

Bu Jingyun drew his sword!

But except for Amber and Diewu, no one at the scene saw his sword!

He and his sword were both trapped in the rolling leaden clouds, and every inch of them concealed the edge of the sword and the scorching heat of the earth's hot air!

"Looking for death! Three-point return to the original qi!" After realizing that Jian Tan no longer pointed the sword at him, Xiongba immediately mobilized the majestic true qi to blast towards the thick clouds!

He didn't need to find where the sword was, where the person was, he had enough and inexhaustible true qi to treat this thick cloud as an enemy.

This attack, there is no move to speak of, just simply condensing the qi into a ball and pushing it out, but it is enough to be called invincible!

Because, this qi is his strongest, all his moves, the gathering of divine will!

Even if this sword style that should have been born after Xiongba left the stage, he can only retreat.

[Peerless] Absorbing Qi can only shed its superficial skin.

The resulting dense cloud dispersed the moment the three-point balloon exploded, causing a fragmented impact that seemed to be numerous and powerful. Duan Lang, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, could only draw his sword to resist.

The true essence of the sword was blasted away, fell into the body it chose, and then landed in front of its master with it.

Although Bu Jingyun was unscathed and even had his power doubled, he had lost the essence of the sword, leaving only the newly born [Peerless] that had not yet begun to strike.

"Bu Jingyun, [Peerless]'s peak period has passed. The style you just performed can no longer be reproduced perfectly, but my three-point return vitality can still be reproduced dozens of times." Xiong Ba laughed, "Without the wind, you are like this Yun’s fate is only defeat!”

"Three points of return to vitality!"

The three-point balloon that gathered wind, frost, and clouds appeared in his palm again. Bu Jingyun hummed softly and pulled out the sword in front of him, and the rolling richness enveloped it again.

At the critical moment.

"Six Secrets of Aohan!"

Nie Feng has arrived, and this sword is dominating and cold, making the sword pool that looks like a hot summer seem like a hot winter.

Coupled with his body skills, this sword is like an antelope hanging its horns, unpredictable.

But its opponent is Xiongba.

The majestic zhenqi automatically condensed at the place where he struck, at the cost of the three-point balloon in his hand shrinking and returning to his body.

"What a [Shocking Glance]!" Xiong Ba dodged and changed direction, "What a Nie Feng."

Nie Feng appeared in the strong wind. It was hard to believe that such a domineering and awe-inspiring sword came from such an elegant and graceful man, just like the spring breeze.

Even Duan Lang, who was afraid of his Xiongba and whose mind was completely occupied by the evil sword, subconsciously showed a good face towards him, because if there were no prophecies and worldly things playing tricks on them, they should still be harmonious masters and disciples, and best friends.

Not to mention Bu Jingyun, "Junior Brother Feng."

Duan Lang noticed Bu Jingyun's expression and snorted inexplicably. It wasn't until Nie Feng subconsciously called him "Lang" that he stopped caring.

"Senior Brother Yun. Xiongba." Nie Feng then looked at the other two people he cared about.

"Very good." Jian Tan suddenly laughed, "Finally, the combination of wind and clouds, [Bai Lu] and [Hei Han]! Now... there is only one sacrifice left."

"Me?" Xiong Ba noticed Jian Tan's eyes. He was like a tiger whose tail was stepped on. "I am also a so-called sacrifice. Just Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun? Nie Ren who holds the [Snow Drinking Crazy Sword] The king, and [Peerless] at their peak were both defeated by me!"

"Are you kidding me?"

Xiongba was clearly trying to cover up his actions, and everyone was extremely surprised.

"Are you afraid?" Duan Lang raised his eyebrows, "Are you really afraid? After the death of the Sword Master, you are afraid of the nameless and invincible one? Are you afraid of Bu Jingyun, who is not as good as me!"

When he said this, he could no longer suppress his anger.

[Huolin] seemed to feel his anger.

Pulling the heat from the ground, it formed the appearance of a [Kilin] with four legs on fire behind it!

"[Fire Lin Eclipse Sun]!"

Duan Lang swung his sword, and a tight sword net bloomed, covering the sky, like a dark cloud covering the sky, impenetrable to light. The [Fire Qilin] behind him seemed to turn into substance, and flew forward with the sword net. .

The sword net continued to shrink, moving towards Xiong Ba.

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Xiongba now seemed to be plunged into darkness, and at the same time as the burning and sharp feeling came, there was also the uninterrupted roar of beasts.

Faced with this move that not only sealed the enemy's body, but also blocked the enemy's light and hope of survival, Xiongba stood still and just unfolded his air shield with incomparable indifference.

The sword net and [Fire Qilin] were all broken in front of this thin air mask.

"Not bad! As expected of my former horse slave." Xiongba commented calmly.

"You——!" Duan Lang said, but he ducked towards the entrance of the cave and disappeared into the cave. He said from afar, "Nie Feng, you should run away too!"

When I was in "Ba", I heard the sound was out of the scope of [Sword Worship Villa], and it was only because of internal force that it spread so clearly.

"You ran away so fast." Xiongba raised his eyebrows.

"I suggest you run away, but it's too late." Jian Tan gloated.

"What?" With Xiong Ba's current state, his senses have surpassed the limitations of the physical body. Even if Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng blinked, their heartbeats accelerated, and other subtle details were clearly monitored by his senses.

But his intuition told him that the sense of crisis came from the two of them.

"Three points of return to vitality!"

This time, he used a lot of energy.

Sure enough, there was no sign of murderous intent.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng gave him a decisive blow.

"Sword Liuyun!"

"Three feet of ice!"

Knives and swords clashed, wind and clouds intertwined, ice and fire merged. The two people were clearly separated from different directions, but their breaths seemed to flow as one.

For a moment, Xiongba's aura was on the verge of collapse, and he seemed to be against the entire world.

He could only rely on his almost endless internal energy to support himself.

The [Peerless] body in the sword pool, which had been refined for many years, was reduced to fragments.

The dome of the entire cave shattered and sunlight poured in.

The licking sword demon tried his best and vomited blood before sending Mrs. Ao and Ao Tian out of the cave.

Zhong Mei and Wen Nu happened to be behind Jian Tan to save their lives.

Fighting to protect Chu Chu from Jian Tan, Jian Chen, who had already become a god of war in ruined temples, was already panting.

At the center of the two tornadoes that caused all this, Xiongba was still light and energetic, but there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Dissonance."

"Nie Feng's sword has not used [divine wind energy], and the sword energy and force have not been integrated, resulting in disharmony."

Amber and Diewu finally show up.

In this world, there is no distinction between internal and external skills. Sword training is qi training. Brilliant moves will generate unique internal qi, and superb moves can activate the power of heaven and earth.

There are internal skills and mental methods, but internal skills are used by those with insufficient talent to catch up and surpass those with external skills.

And Bu Jingyun has integrated his own martial arts into one furnace. The [Xuyun Jin], [Holy Spirit Sword Qi], [Inexplicable Sword Qi] and [Huo Family Sword Qi] in his body have completed the integration of the four qi, with Yun as the main one. .

But Nie Feng's [Aohan Sword Qi] and [Divine Wind Power] are still distinct.

Bu Jingyun has become the 2.0 version of [Yun Eleven Style].

Nie Feng was stuck at 1.0, and it was fine if he didn't know [Creation Knife]. In the later stage, he was completely allowed to take off to catch up with God of War Bu Jingyun's [Demon Heart Crossing], and he didn't have any points in the pre-skills [Demon Eye] and [Demon Sword].

Only the achievement of [Wind God Legs] has greatly increased, which is a bit like [God of Wind].

As for the [Peerless] created with only part of [Black Cold] and the [Snow Drink] created with the complete [White Dew], there is no disharmony, it is because the [Darkness] that has been absorbing the earth fire has become stronger after the baptism of years. Through the [White Dew] that has been released.

On the contrary, this cleverly strikes a balance between the two.

"Will this affect the birth of the Sword of Breaking Tribulation?" Jian Tan looked worried. Although he could not get the sword, he wanted to witness its birth with his own eyes.

Amber and Diewu shook their heads.

"Won't."

"Nie Feng, driven by his own wind destiny and Bu Jingyun's cloud destiny, is making rapid progress with his sword."

"That is no longer the [Six Art of Aohan]."

"It should be called [Knife·Tearing Wind]."

Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun seemed to have heard the conversation between the two. The moves in their hands changed in unison, matching and promoting each other, and shouted together: "Suffer death!" "Hongba!"

Ten miles away, standing on a high place and looking at the broken waves where the sword pool is located, I suddenly saw the intertwining of sword shadows and sword lights that almost occupied the entire sky.

"Is that the power that even the tyrants fear?"

Duanlang, who had always believed that he was better than Bu Jingyun, had some doubts about himself for a while.

Inside the ruins of Jianchi.

"you--"

Ba Jue's figure still stood tall, even though his body was penetrated by knives and swords one after another.

Xiong Ba looked at Jian Tan and the two beautiful figures behind him, and at the last moment when he was about to close his eyes, he squeezed out a curse, "You will definitely die, die in the sword festival!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes went dark for a moment. The figures of a pair of children, Long Teng and Youruo, flashed in his mind, and he began to feel a little regret for not asking Nie Feng, who might survive the sword festival, to take care of Youruo.

"Now."

"You are also one of the sacrifices."

As these two voices sounded, Xiong Ba found that the last breath he had swallowed was breathed out again.