Chapter 430: Sword come, cut!

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"cut!"

As the white-robed youth screamed, the sacred giant sword that had descended from nine days was assassinated instantly, drowning the figure of the four-winged demon.

The demon has no chance to evade at all, let alone the qualification to resist.

"boom!"

Amid the deafening loud noise, the sacred giant sword blasted the demon cloud into the sky.

The kilometer-high body of the Four Wing Demon was shattered by the bombardment.

Even the mountains and the earth below were blasted out of a deep black abyss.

The body of the demon was killed by bombardment, leaving only the demon soul, suppressed by the sacred giant sword under the abyss!

When Ji Tianxing witnessed this scene with his own eyes, the shock in his heart could hardly be described in words.

The strength of the Four Winged Demon is so powerful, fierce and mighty, slaughtering hundreds of millions of Li people wantonly, and it can kill the strong of the Tianyuan realm in a flash.

However, when the white robe youth resorted to ‘sword! cut! During that move, the demon was killed by a sacred giant sword on the spot!

The strength and means of the youth are truly extraordinary, just like the gods in the nine heavens!

After a long time, until the picture gradually dissipated, Ji Tianxing was still immersed in the shock of the nine-day sword.

Soon, the picture before him changed.

Above a turquoise lake, a young man in a white robe was walking across the sky, walking thousands of miles away.

In the sky behind him, there was also a graceful figure, fluttering in the air, following his pace.

It was a girl with a beautiful face and a bright temperament.

She is about eighteen|nine years old, wearing a long silver dress with white gauze on her shoulders, and a pair of clear eyes sparkling with agility.

On her forehead, there is a silver crescent mark, which makes her a little holy and mysterious.

In order to catch up with the pace of the white-robed youth, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, her pretty face was a little pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But her eyes were still bright and excited, without any slack or discouragement.

Finally, the youth stopped in the sky and turned to look at her indifferently.

Upon seeing this, the Crescent Girl suddenly showed a deep joy on her pretty face, speeding up to greet her.

When she got closer, she stared at the white-robed youth with scorching eyes, and said with a soft voice: "Hmph, you cold fellow, don't you know how to pity Xiangxiyu?"

The youth's expression could not be the slightest wave, and the tone was indifferent: "Mingyue, you have ignored the hundreds of millions of people of the Yue clan. You came here from the Western Continent to chase me for millions of miles. Are you saying this to me? ?"

The woman called Mingyue wrinkled her cute little nose and smiled brightly: "You fellow, since I saw you, this is the longest thing you have said to me!"

"Don't call me Mingyue, just call me Xiaoyue!"

"Also, where are you going? The old man of Emperor Zhongzhou, does he ask you to do something?"

The white-robed youth looked at her blankly, and said indifferently: "As a saint of the Moon Clan, how can you have such a young daughter's character?"

The light in Mingyue's eyes became brighter, and she smiled and said, "Are you caring about me?"

"Do you think that my personality is not stable and dignified? Although I didn't like that since I was a child, if you don't like it, I will change it..."

The young man frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Mingyue, I just met you by the water, and there is not much to do with it. You don't have to be like this, and I won't accept it."

"Soon, I will leave the Profound Sky Continent, why do you waste time with me?"

After that, the young man turned and flew away, leaving a thousand miles away.

Mingyue hurriedly chased, shouting anxiously, "Hey! Are you leaving the Profound Sky Continent? Where are you going?"

However, the figure of the white-robed youth flickered, and after a few breaths, he disappeared to the end of the horizon.

Mingyue chased for a long time but couldn't catch up, so she stopped with a frustrated face.

She looked at the direction of the white robe youth's departure, pursed her small mouth dullly, and muttered firmly: "Damn fellow, no matter where you are going, I will find you!"

After a while, the picture slowly dissipated.

Ji Tianxing thought to himself: "Is she the Mingyue Demon Emperor?"

"Sure enough, Ba Xia didn't lie to me. Between the Demon Emperor and the Sword God, there is indeed falling flowers intentionally and flowing water ruthlessly."

"That Mingyue Demon Emperor is simple and simple in nature, and she is also a rare beauty. It is a pity that she failed to form a good relationship with the sword god..."

At this moment, his consciousness suddenly entered the tomb of the sword god, and "唰" appeared under the upright sword monument.

"How could I suddenly enter the Sword God Tomb?"

"Could it be that Funeral Sky pulled my consciousness in?"

Ji Tianxing looked up at the Tongtian Sword Monument in doubt, and cried out with his heart: "Senior Burial, is that you?"

In the Tongtian Sword Stele, the vicissitudes and distant voice of Funeral Sky came immediately, "Yes, I let you in."

Ji Tianxing nodded and said: "I saw some strange pictures just now, it seems that something happened to the sword **** during his lifetime."

Funeral said in a solemn tone: "That is the memory of the sword god."

Ji Tianxing was a little confused, "How can I have the memory of the sword god?"

Funeral Tian was silent for a moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said, "Perhaps this is related to your fusion of the blood of the Sword God."

"Huh?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you know what's going on?"

Funeral said in a calm tone: "Since the fall of the sword god, I have fallen asleep, and I don't know many things."

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly and continued: "In addition to the memory of the Sword God, there are many more images of the Sword God's cultivation in the depths of my soul."

"The cultivation method of the Sword God and the martial arts that are supernatural are all imprinted in the memory of my soul."

The funeral voice said solemnly: "You can have the memory of the sword god, this is a great opportunity."

"You can try to practice other faculties of the Sword God, and maybe you can gain something."

Ji Tianxing nodded to express his understanding.

Later, his consciousness left the tomb of the sword **** and returned to the body.

His body and soul are still suffering the refinement of the ghost flames and blood flames.

The soul is cold and dead, but the body and blood are boiling hot, and the blood is almost rushing out of the body.

However, Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth and endured the pain and torture, using his consciousness to manipulate the power of the sword god's bloodline, rushing in his body.

Suddenly, in the blood of the sword **** burst out sacred mighty power, flooding his limbs and corpses.

In the sword fetus and sword veins, majestic and mighty true essence was also produced, allowing him to quickly recover his strength.

He endured the pain with tenacious perseverance, sat in the soul refining cauldron, and began to comprehend the sword god's unique knowledge in the soul.

Countless kinds of mysterious and mysterious fascination kept flashing in his mind.

It didn't take long for a faculty named "The Dragon Ascends to Heaven", Fuzhi stayed in his mind, and various pictures and gleaming words appeared constantly.

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