Three breaths?
Making a life or death decision?
Don’t I have to think about it? When Ba Zunzhen asked me for help in the White Cave, he never threatened me like this! You are bullying people!
In the disappearing state, Xu Xiaoshou couldn't hold it in anymore and began to curse and go crazy.
But the next second, he suddenly understood why Jiang Buyi suddenly ended the conversation and asked him to make a choice directly, because...
"Didi, didi, didi..."
The sound of the cross characters was still so orderly, but at a certain moment, a faint light emitted, and a guiding force was faintly generated in his mind, instructing Xu Xiaoshou to look in a certain direction.
In Jiang Buyi's sanctuary, Xu Xiaoshou's "perception" was disturbed and he could not see the outside world clearly.
At this moment, he turned his eyes and discovered that outside the sanctuary, in the world of Mo Lake, there was an extremely clear figure.
This is an old man, wearing a pale purple swordsman's robe and holding a folding fan. He is so elegant and refined.
Except that the two stone swords on his back slightly affected his temperament, he was like an immortal, exuding the glimmer of a savior, as if an angel had descended.
"Mr. Jiren?" Xu Xiaoshou was overjoyed.
He recognized this person. He was a guest on the first floor of the sky. After failing to recruit a disciple, he left shortly after the night battle in the royal city. He did not know where he went.
Unexpectedly, at his most critical moment, he would appear outside Jiang Buyi's sanctuary with the pass character in his hand.
Dinghai Shenzhen!
If this is not the savior, what is it?
Meijiren...at this moment! you! It's my God!
"No, is Mr. Jiren qualified? Jiang Buyi is a semi-saint..." Xu Xiaoshou calmed down quickly and his heart began to beat wildly.
"That's not right, that's not right either... so what about the half-saint? Mr. Jiren is one of the oldest Seven Swordsmen. With his qualifications, he has already become a half-saint. Why wait until now?"
Xu Xiaoshou thought about the conversation with Mr. Jiren that night and tried to comfort himself, "He just doesn't want to become a saint now. It doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability to fight against semi-saints!"
After finding a solution for himself, and knowing that he finally found someone, Xu Xiaoshou no longer felt humble.
He controlled the portrait clone with only half of his body left, directly met Jiang Buyi's gaze, and said solemnly:
"Jiang Bansheng! This junior respects you, so I have spoken respectfully before."
"But you have to know that even when the Eight Masters invited me to join the Saint Slaves, they never threatened me like this!"
Half of his body floated up out of thin air, and with a flick of his sleeves and robe, his voice became a little more angry: "I, Xu Xiao, have been ordered to be tough, and I have never learned to bend down since I was born!"
"Snapped--"
After these words were finally settled, Jiang Buyi raised his eyelids, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and the portrait clone Xu Xiaoshou folded his waist on the spot, and his spiritual energy shattered with a "Uh-huh" sound.
"It's a pity that you made a wrong decision..."
Jiang Buyi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he wanted to take action directly, but suddenly, he turned his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he had some realization.
"This saint said what made you suddenly become tough when speaking. It turned out to be because... did you see this person outside the realm?"
There was a click.
Hundreds of miles away, everything in the world seemed to be moving slowly.
The sound of gentle footsteps entering the sanctuary reached the ears of Jiang Buyi and Xu Xiaoshou from afar.
"Jiang Bansheng's words are a bit contemptuous..."
Accompanied by this low laughter, Mei Jiren shook her paper fan gently, her steps were slow and slow, she shrunk to an inch, and in just three steps, she came to Jiang Buyi.
He smiled and faced Jiang Buyi, who was full of murderous intent, and looked at him levelly. It was clear that there was not even a ray of holy power blooming from his body, but his momentum was not weak at all.
Standing still, Mei Jiren folded his folding fan, tapped his palms, and asked with a smile: "Jiang Bansheng, don't you even have the qualifications to make people feel at ease?"
"Mr. Jiren, save me——"
Xu Xiaoshou almost cried when he disappeared.
This is too strong. This appearance of my teacher, he is willing to call it the most handsome!
Now unless Ba Zunzhen appears in person, Xu Xiaoshou feels that the strongest person in his mind needs to be updated.
Mei Jiren, with the appearance of a swordsman, can resist the semi-saint without losing.
This Feng Qingyundan posture is completely incomparable with the Void Warrior who was knocked out by a punch, and Teng Shanhaibi who was stabbed through the chest by a palm... right? !
Both are Taixu, but the difference is cloud and mud!
I didn't know the ranking of the Seven Swordsmen's combat power before, but now Xu Xiaoshou understands it clearly.
Among Taixu and Sword Immortal, Ba Zunzhen, Mei Jiren, etc. are in a league of their own, and they can be ranked next to the likes of Gou Wuyue and Rao Yaoyao. As for Void Warrior and Teng Shanhai, will they be ranked at the bottom?
And under these, we can rank the "Taixu strong ones" in the true sense, Shuangdai, Hongdang, Xiaoren... and other miscellaneous fish.
Using one's own strength to forcefully carve out a "realm" called each other's name among Semi-Saints and Taixu - this is called a strong person! This is called the peak!
However, just when Xu Xiaoshou had this thought in his mind and thought he was about to be saved, Jiang Buyi's eyes turned cold and his aura suddenly changed.
"boom!"
Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi just narrowed his eyes and solidified his murderous intention. The space within a hundred miles radius collapsed and everything was renewed.
The nine days are like falling into a cold abyss, and the scenery changes.
The heavy snow began to fall, and the biting cold wind that suddenly blew up seemed to freeze all the spiritual refiners below the semi-saint to death.
Even Xu Xiaoshou, who had disappeared, couldn't help but feel agitated all over, his scalp was numb as if he was getting an electric shock, and he felt that he was affected across different time and space.
"Meiji people..."
Jiang Buyi shook his head slightly, with disbelief.
He never thought that when the Jedi attributes of Miracle Forest were activated, someone would dare to come here and break into his sanctuary, and it would be such an unexpected person!
"My Healing Game"
At the moment, Jiang Buyi sneered and said, "Mei, do you know how your attitude will change after entering this situation?"
Holy slave, nothing more than that!
Mei Jiren smiled, understanding everything in her heart.
In fact, he should have declared his position to the world a long time ago, right after he rescued Xu Xiaoshou during the night battle in Ridong Tianwang City.
But Xu Xiaoshou didn't need to take action at that time, so Mei Jiren just felt that the opportunity came a little late and it didn't matter.
"Huhu~"
The biting cold wind penetrated the clothes.
The Semi-Saint's anger will bring about changes in everything that can crush Ordinary Taixu to death.
But Meiji's bones were straight and her body was like a javelin, without even the slightest tremor.
"I have my own plans, so don't worry about Bansheng Jiang. It's just that the person you are looking for..." He searched for a week but could not find Xu Xiaoshou.
If it weren't for the communication talisman in his arms, Mei Ji and others would have thought that Xu Xiaoshou had slipped away. Faced with the half-sage's pressure, he chuckled and said, "I want to take him away. Bansheng Jiang, can you give me some thin noodles?"
"Ah!"
Jiang Buyi snorted coldly, and the earth beneath Mei Jiren suddenly collapsed and sank several feet.
"What do you think?"
That terrifying half-saint pressure appeared along with the deep voice. Before Jiang Buyi even really took action, even Xu Xiaoshou, who was disappearing, couldn't help but flinch in shock.
This momentum is even more terrifying than when he faced Teng Shanhai before!
Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly in front of Jiang Buyi...
Baili Sanctuary has two distinct poles!
The cold winter moon brought by Jiang Buyi dyed the entire sanctuary, but he stood still because this was his home court.
But after just a look, Mei Jiren's position remained unchanged except for his feet. The ground behind him collapsed and collapsed, making him more than one step shorter than his opponent.
This is a crushing attack on the momentum level!
But at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou could still see a dead branch sticking out from the crack in the rocks in the earth that had been crushed by the semi-sage's power.
A little bit of fresh green, pouring out in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, turns into a bright red plum blossom, and then blooms.
"this……"
Xu Xiaoshou's hole suddenly shrank.
Just from this red plum, he felt that it contained a strong will that was no weaker than that of Half-Saint Jiang Buyi!
"The power of a half-saint?"
"No! There is no fluctuation of holy power at all. Is this just the manifestation of Mr. Jiren's will?"
"But Mr. Jiren has not yet broken through to the semi-saint level. How can he reverse the celestial phenomena and change the situation in the semi-saint's holy realm?"
On one side was Jiang Buyi, standing on the ground with a cold and solemn attitude.
On one side, the earth collapsed, but Meijiren still stepped on the only unchanging stone pillar under their feet.
Tit for tat!
Fight against each other!
"But one is a semi-saint, the other is a swordsman, and the other is Taixu!"
"Even Rao Yaoyao can't catch Jiang Buyi's moves. Mr. Jiren is just a Seven Sword Immortal like her..."
Xu Xiaoshou stared blankly at the two sides who were evenly matched, and then glanced at Mei Jiren, who was even more unruly because of the sinking of the earth, and felt a surge of pride in his heart that could not be expressed in words.
I, a sword cultivator, shouldn’t be like this?
The cold wind destroys my pride, but the fragrance of plum blossoms is even stronger!
Jiang Buyi finally saw the true fighting power of this world-famous "Mr. Jiren", his eyes were full of praise, and he said slowly: "So, you have touched the holy path, and you will be canonized soon?"
Facing the semi-saint, Mei Jiren seemed to be embarrassed, but in fact he was wary.
When asked about this, he lightly tapped his paper fan, with a smile in his eyes, and replied: "Half-saint is just a thought, but freedom is what this old man wants in his life."
These words seemed to hit Jiang Buyi's pain point. His eyes were filled with tears, his beard and hair were flying, his posture became more arrogant, and he said angrily: "But if I don't become a saint, you won't be able to beat me!"
No nonsense at all.
After saying this, Jiang Buyi raised his hands angrily, and the holy statue embodying the will of the semi-saint behind him was pulled up out of thin air again, towering into the sky.
"This is the holy statue that destroyed Teng Shanhai's three consciousnesses of flesh, spirit, and mind..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly shrank, as if he saw the tragic situation of Mei himself being destroyed physically and mentally by this gesture.
Jiang Buyi's move "Slaying Saint Cloud Light" was even difficult for Rao Yaoyao, who was holding the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, to resist!
Sure enough, what he saw was that among the towering icons, a "half-holy person" embedded in the forehead of the icon, under Jiang Buyi's call, once again exploded with endless holy power.
At this moment, Jiang Buyi didn't seem to care whether the Jedi attribute of Miracle Forest would be stimulated even crazier by his full strength.
All the half-saint power is gathered together!
A beam of holy light fell from the sky!
"Zhusheng Yunguang!"
Jiang Buyi didn't hold anything back. He felt that as long as the Half-Saint didn't deal with the Half-Saint, he didn't need to show mercy at all.
Because as long as he is below a semi-saint, regardless of whether he is a spiritual refiner or a sword cultivator, if he dares to disobey the will of a semi-saint, it is "sacrilege".
——Those who blaspheme are just dead ears!
Zhusheng Yunguang fell from the sky, reaching an extreme speed and being so powerful that it made people crazy.
Xu Xiaoshou didn't even dare to get close, for fear that he would be killed by one move even when he disappeared.
When he retreated, he almost threw a portrait and cloned himself out to remind himself that Mr. Teng Shanhai had died just now due to this move.
Too weak to even resist!
The power of the devil has been wiped out!
"be careful……"
However, Mei Jiren, who was standing on the trembling pillar, just raised his eyes to look upward, glanced at them, and then looked back.
"Xu Xiaoshou, watch carefully..."
Mei Jiren murmured softly. He knew that Xu Xiaoshou was still here and had not left yet.
He also knew that his journey was not only to save people, but also for the purpose of recruiting disciples and teaching swordsmanship.
And if a teacher who has not yet been recognized kneels down in front of his students in the first battle, then how can he teach others the sword?
Half Saint...
Half-Saint, what's the harm? !
"Holy power is not invincible. If a spiritual refiner can become a saint and does not use the secret way to become a saint, to put it bluntly, he can only control a holy way."
"However, what I, the sword cultivator, have learned include nine great swordsmanships, eighteen sword styles, and three thousand swordsmanships, which include all kinds of attributes... The changes in the five elements of the universe are all in my heart."
"Even if you don't enter the holy realm, you can still desecrate it!"
Mei Jiren's previous words were okay, as if he was explaining Xu Xiaoshou.
But the more he talked about it, the more mysterious it became, and he actually pulled out the Heavenly Dao of the Void Island that was difficult for ordinary people to touch, and turned it into the overwhelming holy sound, echoing around the world.
It's obviously a mortal body...
But at this moment, Mr. Jiren, in the posture of a swordsman, speaks the holy voice, and wants to rival the semi-saint!
After finishing speaking, he raised his right hand in the air, and there was a buzzing sound. The sky and the earth froze with frost and cold, and the goose feathers and heavy snow froze. Even time and space stopped running at this moment.
"???" In the disappearing state, endless question marks burst out on Xu Xiaoshou's face.
He seemed to understand what Mei Jiren meant...
but!
Is this true?
Facing Semi-Saint Jiang Buyi's blow, Mei Jiren didn't want to dodge, hide, defend, or release his strength... He actually wanted to fight it with a sword?
"Being frightened, passive value, +1."
At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou felt like he was back in the Eighth Palace, back to the scene where Sang Lao suddenly appeared in front of him and said to Yu Lingdi, "There are three ways to explain the secret."
His heart was twitching, and he just hoped that Mr. Jiren would not go too far this time, and he would be the one to pay for it.
We talk a lot at times, but the situation of the battle will only change in an instant.
Mei Jiren only glanced at the Zhusheng Yunguang, which could even be annihilated by the power of the demon god, before it was intercepted in mid-air!
Even Jiang Buyi felt fantasy and unreality, but he could sense the change in the laws of his body, which was inexplicably filled with a strong flavor of "time" and "space".
"The attributes of time and space are the spiritual master's dream..." Jiang Buyi's eyes flickered.
——The way of swordsmanship encompasses thousands of things, and I won’t bully you if you are honest!
Meiji took action.
He pinched it with his fingertips, and the red plum that had grown in the deep pit instantly flew into his palm.
