"Eternal Life Sword?"
He asked with difficulty, his voice indescribably dry and hoarse.
"Why do you ask even though you know it?"
Shi Xiaolong smiled brighter and his voice became gentler, "Do you still expect me to be your stupid apprentice?"
"Since I don't like Xiaolong."
Zhong Wen's eyes were extremely gloomy, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Why do you want to recognize him as your master?"
"Maybe I'm tired of staying in one place for too long."
Shi Xiaolong shrugged and replied casually, "How can I leave that hellish place if I don't find someone to recognize me as my master?"
"Why him?"
Zhong Wen's voice became colder and colder, "Xiaolong's qualifications are only so-so. There are many people who are better than him."
"You couldn't be more right. Those who tried to control me in the past were too good and too powerful."
Shi Xiaolong actually nodded and replied, "No matter how you look at this kid, he is the weakest and weakest among the people who have access to me. He is naturally the easiest to control."
"Having such a good master."
Zhong Wen gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually glowing red, "Shouldn't you cherish it?"
"At first I thought he was easy to control, but when I got in touch with him, I realized that this kid's will is unexpectedly strong."
The expression on Shi Xiaolong's face suddenly became a little weird, "If it weren't for his restriction, you people would have died long ago. No, it should be said that all the creatures in the world have become my nourishment."
"So you gave up on him?" Zhong Wen's tone suddenly calmed down.
"After fighting with many people recently, I discovered that as long as I have this body, I can move freely."
Shi Xiaolong chuckled and said, "As for whether there is a soul in the body, it actually doesn't matter at all. In other words, as long as he dies, I will be completely free. What would you choose if it were you?"
"If I were you, I would also find a way to kill Xiaolong."
Zhong Wen sighed and replied calmly, "The temptation of freedom is really hard to resist."
"You are a sensible person."
Shi Xiaolong's smile became even brighter, "So I will let you die clearly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and thrust out a sword, pointing it directly at the center of Zhong Wen's eyebrows. He actually let the Tianque Sword pierce his heart without caring.
Zhong Wen felt an inexplicable chill down his spine, his hair stood on end, and the dragon shadow hovered under his feet. He instinctively deployed his body skills and retreated backwards.
This sword seemed ordinary, but he didn't know why he felt that he couldn't take it.
"puff!"
His reaction was already considered fast, and he appeared dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye. His body was not touched by the sword, but there was still a gash in his chest, and blood shot out like a fountain, reaching into the distance.
The three Dao Yun battle robes and the four layers of defense of his own Dao Yun were broken through so easily.
At the moment when the clothes were torn, the three layers of Daoyun on the periphery dimmed instantly, and even stopped on the spot, completely ineffective.
Zhong Wen's face suddenly became very ugly.
It was only at this moment that he discovered that as long as the Dao Yun robe was slightly damaged, the Dao Yun on it would completely lose its effectiveness and turn into an ordinary silk robe.
Such flaws are undoubtedly fatal in a duel between top players.
What made him even more troubled was that the energy in his body was gushing out from the wound on his chest, flowing continuously, as if being pulled by some unknown force, and it couldn't stop at all.
"Is this the power of the Eternal Sword?"
Looking up at Shi Xiaolong's ferocious face, Zhong Wen couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It turns out you didn't try your best just now."
"You're wrong, it's not that I don't want to try my best."
Shi Xiaolong shook his head and said, "This kid is trying his best to restrict me, but from now on, everything is over, and no one can stop me anymore."
It turns out that Xiaolong has been helping us!
I took his life with my own hands!
Zhong Wen's eyes changed slightly, and an unspeakable sorrow suddenly surged in his chest, intertwined with the pain of the wound, and a little sadness and regret suddenly arose in his heart.
"The sword is the weapon of a gentleman. An upright soldier would rather break than yield."
There was an unquenchable raging anger burning in his chest, his eyes had never been so sharp, and his killing intent had never been so surging, "You have insulted the name of the Eternal Sword, and you don't deserve to be called a sword."
"ridiculous!"
Shi Xiaolong laughed and said, "What qualifications do you ordinary people have to judge me with this theory?"
"I don't know about the Chaos Artifact."
Zhong Wen raised the Tianque Sword and pointed it directly in the direction of Shi Xiaolong. He ignored the blood pouring out of his chest and said word by word, "Can it be destroyed?"
"You are wishful thinking."
Shi Xiaolong also raised his sword and faced him from a distance.
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Zhong Wen grinned, domineering energy surged around him, light patterns shone, and endless purple light shot out from behind, covering the sky.
"boom!"
Two mighty golden dragons appeared between his legs, and with a loud noise, the god-level movement technique "Taixu Instantaneous Dragon Body" was instantly activated to the extreme.
However, before he could take action, an indescribable pressure suddenly fell from the sky and fell hard on him.
The next moment, the light pattern of Daoyun's golden body, the purple light that the purple body can move, and the golden dragon shadow of Taixu Shunlong's body all stopped and disappeared without a trace.
Zhong Wen felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he couldn't even lift his arms. He stumbled, almost losing control of his body, and fell directly from the air.
Is this... the realm of deceiving heaven?
He thought about it and quickly recognized this familiar feeling. His heart suddenly thumped, and he secretly screamed that something was not good.
"It seems that I won."
Suddenly a sad voice came from my ears.
Zhong Wen suddenly raised his head, and what caught his eye was Shi Xiaolong's proud expression.
"puff!"
And the Eternal Life Sword in his hand stabbed Zhong Wen's chest impartially.
…
The extremely dazzling, extremely dazzling light filled the sky somewhere and lingered for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but the light finally gradually dimmed, revealing two figures, one black and one gray.
"Still alive?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Tie Wudi's eyes, and he stared at Qing Mang's figure not far away. He couldn't help but praise sincerely, "There are only a few people in this world who can take the ninth form of Dao Tian without dying."
At this time, Qiu Mang was in ragged clothes, covered in blood, breathing rapidly, and his chest was heaving. Not a single piece of exposed skin was intact. The mace in his hand had a large number of spikes cut off, and his appearance was horrible.
"No, nothing more than that."
Even though he was seriously injured, his eyes were still shining brightly, and he opened his mouth to reveal two rows of neat teeth, "It's like scratching an itch."
However, the expression on his face was distorted by pain, completely inconsistent with his domineering lines.
"What a god of death, he deserves his reputation."
Tie Wudi laughed and said, "Just leave, I won't kill you."
"Fuck your mother!"
Lun Mang seemed to have been greatly insulted, and immediately became furious and said, "I need you to pity me? Besides, the outcome is not decided, what are you pretending to do?"
He stared angrily, raised his right arm, and raised the broken mace above his head. Before he could take action, blood spurted out from countless wounds all over his body, like a bucket full of holes. He looked extremely miserable.
"Good man."
The admiration in Tie Wudi's eyes grew stronger. He raised his sword again. Unimaginably sharp sword intent surged out of his body and flowed in all directions, as if it was about to split the world. "With this next sword, Tie will not do it." Show mercy.”
"That's pretty much it."
Prison Mang opened his mouth and sprayed blood while laughing, which was indescribably ferocious and terrifying.
"The ninth in the Dao Heaven..."
Tie Wudi's eyes flashed, and just when he was about to draw his sword with all his strength, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole body trembled. The sword intent that filled the surrounding area disappeared instantly, and his body shook, and he almost fell into the sky.
He felt an unrivaled coercion come from nowhere and enveloped his body fiercely. For a moment, his limbs were weak and his whole body was weak. He almost couldn't even hold the sword.
This is……
The power of heaven?
After carefully sensing this pressure for a moment, Tie Wudi felt his heart tremble, and his face was full of disbelief.
"Did Lao Mu succeed?"
Qiu Mang looked up at the sky, feeling something in his heart. He then turned to stare at Tie Wudi's pale face, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, revealing a ferocious smile, "What a pity, it seems you are going to die here after all."
Tie Wudi slowly raised his right hand, his consciousness concentrated to the extreme, and he tried to use his sword skills, but his dantian was empty, not even a trace of energy.
What a powerful restriction, even my sword power can't break through it!
Such a thought flashed through his mind, and a black shadow flashed before his eyes, and the black mace had already surged towards him.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the stick in Qiao Mang's hand hit his chest firmly.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of broken bones split rocks and penetrated the clouds, reaching up to the sky.
