A saint is the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, a god-like existence.
Once your cultivation reaches the realm of a saint, you can cultivate out of the "domain".
The "domain" is the ultimate manifestation of the cultivator's own path, a concept similar to a small world.
Once the two saints attack with all their strength, anyone who has not cultivated to the realm of saints, let alone participate in the battle, even if they want to get close, they will not be able to do so.
Just because the boundless "domain" is like an invisible high wall erected in front of you, even if you become a Taoist Spirit Master, you can't break through it.
Therefore, for the three Mo Dishengs, even though it was an away game, the only one who really needed attention was the Heavenly Sword Saint.
The remaining hundreds of elders and disciples are just spectators, and there is no way they can participate in this shocking battle.
And that's exactly what they did.
Therefore, the three palace masters were caught off guard and extremely surprised by the three figures that suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Jian Yicheng, Jian Xingluo and Jian Qingmei have not reached the realm of saints. However, at this moment, the three sword energies are fused together very cleverly, turning into a complete dazzling sword light, like a sharp chisel. , and smashed it hard against an airtight egg.
"puff!"
In the astonished gazes of the three hall masters, the combined blows unleashed by the three Taoist Spirit Masters actually carved out a small gap in the originally airtight encirclement.
How can it be!
How could a mere spiritual master participate in the battle between saints!
Mo Disheng's heart was filled with turmoil, and he could hardly believe his eyes.
The pressure around him suddenly decreased, and the face of the Heavenly Sword Saint also showed a look of surprise. As the owner of the "Tianjian Villa", he instantly understood the key.
Join the sword!
A kind of power that gathers several practitioners to perform powerful sword skills that far exceed the strength of the caster.
Even so, it is not an easy task for just three elders to break into the saint's domain.
It seems that Yicheng is not far away!
The Heavenly Sword Saint sighed secretly, realizing that the cultivation of the great elder of the "Tianjian Villa" had made another qualitative leap, and he had already vaguely touched the edge of the holy way.
"Saint, let's go!"
Jian Xingluo shouted loudly.
The Heavenly Sword Saint was shocked, his eyes swept over the three elders, and finally he and Jian Qingmei looked at each other.
The four eyes facing each other, Jian Qingmei's delicate eyes seemed to be silently telling a thousand words.
For "Tianjian Villa", I can't die!
A flash of enlightenment flashed through the mind of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and without hesitation, he swayed slightly and stepped out towards the gap in the circle surrounded by the three palace masters.
Jian Yicheng and the others tried their best to poke the gap!
"No! Stop him!"
Mo Disheng's expression changed drastically and he shouted loudly to the other two palace masters.
However, in the competition between top masters, the opportunity is often only a moment.
The Heavenly Sword Saint had already appeared in the gap first. Emperor Li Tian and Shen Wei tried to catch up, but it was too late.
Today's defeat will be repaid a hundredfold one day!
Dark Temple, wait for me!
A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and the faces of Mo Disheng and the others were firmly engraved in his mind, and then he took another step forward.
Just as he was about to escape, a black figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in the sky.
The position where this person appeared was exactly where the three palace masters had surrounded the Heavenly Sword Saint, and he actually perfectly completed the already collapsed encirclement.
At the critical moment of life and death, the Heavenly Sword Saint didn't have time to think too much. He raised his right hand, placed his index and middle fingers together, and pointed forward fiercely.
A dazzling sword light spurted out from the fingertips and went straight to the chest of the person who came.
Facing the invincible blow from the strongest swordsman in the world, the visitor did not show any panic. Instead, he took out a strange-shaped short stick from somewhere and stabbed it. The top of the stick shone with green light, and came straight towards him. To the white sword light.
"boom!"
The sword light and the short stick collided, erupting with a deafening sound. The black figure trembled violently, and the black costume on his body bulged outwards like a balloon, almost bursting.
However, this person's figure was still upright. Facing the shocking blow from the Heavenly Sword Saint, he did not retreat at all and firmly held the gap.
At this time, the Heavenly Sword Saint finally saw the person clearly. He saw that the man in black had a slender figure and his face was not covered, but for some reason it looked very blurry, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.
"It's you!"
The face of the Heavenly Sword Saint was full of shock, and his mouth was very big. Even when he was confronting the three masters of the "Dark Temple", he had never lost his composure like he is now.
The opportunity was fleeting. Seeing that the Heavenly Sword Saint failed to break through, Modi Sheng quickly took over and surrounded him again together with the mysterious man in black.
"Why?"
While the Heavenly Sword Saint struggled to resist attacks from all directions, he stared at the man in black and asked word for word.
"When death is imminent, no matter how much you know, what's the use?" The man in black replied lightly, and then shouted softly, "Form up!"
As soon as the words fell, dazzling lights lit up at the feet of the four saints at the same time. Shining spiritual patterns spread from the feet of the four people and converged towards the center, forming a green cage visible to the naked eye, locking the Heavenly Sword Saint firmly in in.
This is……!
The Heavenly Sword Saint's pupils were wide open, and the hair on his body stood up. He felt an unimaginable sense of oppression coming over him. His whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Not only was his perception greatly reduced, but even the movements of his hands and feet became numb. It was extremely difficult, and my movements were unconsciously slow.
A moment's delay did not escape the eyes of the man in black. The short stick in this mysterious visitor's hand vibrated, emitting a strange green aura, and stabbed the Heavenly Sword Saint's chest unceremoniously.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound of bones breaking in the Heavenly Sword Saint's chest, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. His already declining aura became even more sluggish.
The green spiritual power of the man in black was very strange, as if it had the effect of disturbing consciousness. When the Heavenly Sword Saint was about to fight back, he suddenly found that his hands and feet were out of control, and his whole body fell into a state of rigidity.
Seeing that he couldn't move, Mo Disheng and others didn't hesitate anymore, and threw out the spiritual skills as if they were free, without any hint of mercy.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Black flames of different shapes fell on the Heavenly Sword Saint like raindrops. The strongest swordsman in the world and the owner of the "Tianjian Villa" was like a living target. Endless violent spiritual skills.
Saint-level spiritual skills!
Every attack would take away a little bit of his vitality. Under such indiscriminate bombardment, the Heavenly Sword Saint's skin and flesh were soon torn to pieces, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose at the same time. There was no trace of blood all over his body. A complete place.
Sword cultivators are good at attacking and pay attention to using offense instead of defense. The defensive ability of the Heavenly Sword Saint is not very outstanding. Under the suppression of the mysterious formations of the four people, his physique was severely weakened and he withstood the countless spiritual skills of the four saints. , his eyes were empty, his breathing was weak, and 99% of his life was gone.
"stop!"
Seeing their saint being brutally tortured, Jian Yicheng and the others all stared with split eyes and roared angrily.
However, the set of "Shenhe Swords" just now had already exhausted the strength of the three of them and they fell to the ground. If they wanted to intervene in the battle between the saints, they were unable to do so.
"This old man is so erect." A short spiritual blade shot out from Shen Wei's palm and slashed hard on the remains of the Heavenly Sword Saint. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "He actually didn't fall down yet. !”
At this time, the Heavenly Sword Saint could no longer feel a trace of life in his body, but his whole body was still shrouded by the unyielding sword intent. He wanted to stand proudly in the air even until death, unwilling to fall at the enemy's feet.
"He is a man." A hint of admiration flashed in Emperor Li Tian's eyes, and he suddenly raised his foot and hit the Heavenly Sword Saint's chest hard.
This broken body was finally overwhelmed by the weight. Under Li Tianfeng's powerful kick, it turned into a white shadow and landed heavily on the mountain below, causing dust to fly and debris to fly.
"saint!"
Jian Yicheng and the other two men deployed their movements at the same time, quickly rushed to the side of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and squatted down to take a closer look.
The arrogant and powerful man's face was pale, with bleeding from all his orifices. The sword intent on his body finally dissipated, exposing his broken body to everyone's eyes. There was no breathing between his mouth and nose.
"How, how could this happen!"
Jian Yicheng gently stroked the saint's body, his hands trembling uncontrollably, as if he was in a nightmare, and he just hoped that he could wake up quickly.
"You bastards!"
Jian Xingluo glared fiercely at the four strongest men in the sky. There was no hint of cowardice in his eyes. If he hadn't known that there was a huge disparity in strength, he would have swung his sword up and fought to the death with them.
Jian Qingmei stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, then raised her long sword and pointed at the four saints from a distance. She exuded a strong fighting spirit and was completely different from her usual gentle and graceful temperament.
Hey, this girl is really pretty!
How to think of a way to save her life!
Shen Wei caught a glimpse of Jian Qingmei's delicate face and felt something move in his heart. However, he was worried about the opinions of the other three people around him and could not step forward to tease frivolous Bo. He had to secretly rack his brains and think about how to get this elegant woman. .
"Sure enough, Mr. Tianjian is really amazing, and he actually figured out a way to go further." Mo Disheng sighed with lingering fear, "Fortunately, we took action in time. If we delayed it for another year and a half, I might not be able to kill him. "
"You might as well think about it from another angle." The man in black smiled, "Even the old man Tianjian died in our hands, what's the point of the other old ghosts?"
"In that case, why don't we rush into Daqian in one go and kill Mr. Wen Dao as well?" Li Tianfeng has always been obsessed with revenge.
"This..." Mo Disheng glanced at the man in black with some hesitation.
"These old guys will die in our hands sooner or later, so why should the second hall master act too hastily?" The man in black shook his head and said, "Now I heard that I am inviting several other old guys to 'discuss swords'. Wait for me to sneak in." Among them, wouldn’t it be good to wait for an opportunity to kill one more?”
"This is a great plan." Mo Disheng's eyes lit up and he nodded in praise.
"Why go to such trouble?" Emperor Li Tian curled his lips disapprovingly.
"What this brother said is absolutely true. Since we can solve it safely, why do we need to follow the foolish man's move and fight head-on with those old guys?" Seeing Emperor Li Tiandi's defeat, Shen Wei immediately became interested and decisively chose to stand. The man in black next to him.
Seeing that the other three people had reached an agreement, Emperor Li Tian finally said nothing more and just snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.
Several people were hanging in the air, talking and laughing freely, but they didn't seem to pay attention to the people of "Tianjian Villa" in the distance.
"Speaking of which, the reason why we were able to succeed this time was thanks to your 'Four Elephants Killing Immortal Formation' and the method of shielding Qi." Mo Disheng suddenly said something incomprehensible to the man in black, "Since you have already You have taught us the formation method, why not just teach me the method of shielding Qi as well?"
As soon as these words came out, the originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and a trace of nervousness filled the sky.
"This is my life-saving secret." The man in black pondered for a long time, then slowly replied, "It is not convenient to spread it to others."
Modisheng's eyes were like lightning, staring closely at the blurred face of the man in black. The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke anymore.
The comrades who were getting along harmoniously a moment ago were now showing signs of tension.
I don't know how long it took, but Mo Disheng suddenly laughed: "Since this is your best ability, how can I force you, it doesn't matter if you don't learn it, or you don't want to learn it!"
The originally solemn atmosphere relaxed instantly. Shen Wei breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but glance down at Jian Qingmei again.
Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but exclaimed "Huh".
A ray of white light suddenly jumped out from the body of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and rushed towards the west with lightning speed, at an unbelievable speed.
"Not good!" His expression changed, his figure flashed, and he chased the white light, shouting, "Where to go!"
When he yelled like this, the other three people also turned their heads to look, all with surprise in their eyes.
Since being promoted to saint, Shen Wei's speed has been much faster than before. In just one breath, he appeared less than three feet away from the white light. A mysterious aura emanated from him, fiercely covering the "escape". white light.
It is the "path of stagnation" that has now reached the state of great success!
Once caught up by this kind of avenue, the speed of the white light will be greatly reduced, and it will no longer be possible to escape from the Tianjian Mountains.
At this moment, countless sword energy as thin as silk threads suddenly jumped up from below, densely packed and overwhelming, hitting Shen Wei's position from all angles.
Shen Wei, who focused all his attention on Bai Guang, never expected that someone in the "Tianjian Villa" who had lost the saint would dare to sneak attack him. He was caught off guard and was almost hit by the sword energy. He quickly dodged sideways, and at the same time Release the Saint's Domain and rush toward the direction of the sword energy.
Looking closely, he realized that the one who attacked him was the beautiful woman in white with delicate appearance and elegant posture.
Being disturbed by the sword energy, his speed couldn't help but slow down a bit. Bai Guang seemed to realize that someone was chasing behind him, so he suddenly increased his speed and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Damn pussy!"
After losing the white light, Shen Wei felt a huge loss of face. He couldn't help but get angry and waved his palm suddenly. A ferocious and violent dark dragon appeared in front of him, with its bloody mouth wide open, teeth and claws bared, towards Jian Qing. He bit his eyebrows hard.
In extreme anger, he acted mercilessly and no longer had any sympathy for her.
Under the influence of the Saint's Domain, Jian Qingmei had no resistance, and her delicate body was instantly swallowed by the black dragon and turned into ashes. She died, leaving only the charred black bones and a thin sword "crackling" scattered everywhere. land.
