Liang Xingyang hung high in the sky, looking at the double sword formation below and Bai Qiongyu wrapped in three-day divine fire, with an expressionless face: "Today is the first time I have used this Tiangang Earthly Evil Sword Formation. My disciple has used it several times in the past, but he I am not strong enough and cannot exert my full power, and I really used it to the fullest today.”
Bai Qiongyu didn't know what he was going to say, so she waited patiently, but she didn't know that after he said these few words, he stopped talking again.
At this time, he was almost at the point where the lamp was running out, his energy and energy were all exhausted, and his consciousness began to become confused.
After suffering for a while, he listened to what Liang Xingyang said again, but he could no longer hear clearly what he said. What he saw before his eyes and what he heard with his ears fell into illusions. He was confused and begged Liang Xingyang: "You are a master of swordsmanship. Jue, the Taoism is so wonderful that I am willing to be inferior...I have been practicing for more than six hundred years...Please, let me go...Six hundred years...I am willing to worship you as my teacher...and be your protector...please Please...I don’t want to die...six hundred years...please take pity on my practice..."
Liang Xingyang remained unmoved. He did not recognize Bai Qiongyu in the past. Judging from the half-day contact, he judged that the leader of the Baiyang Sect had too little character. He also led the Baiyang Sect to surrender to the Lianshan Sect. In terms of character, His sex is not even as good as Shang Qionghua's. Can't he ask such a person to serve as a guardian before driving? What's more, what he said is somewhat true.
Liang Xingyang did not relent at all, and continued until the end, refining Bai Qiongyu into fly ash, destroying both body and soul, and a generation of earthly immortals was extinct!
After the Tiangang Earth Demon Diagram was unfolded, it seemed that there were only one hundred and eight more stars above the head, and nothing else changed. In fact, there was a transparent illusion there. After Bai Qiongyu entered the formation, the formation was activated, and swords were flying inside. The thunder was rolling, the wind was calm outside, nothing could be seen, it was empty, only the hundreds of stars twinkling.
People outside were watching with fear. Since the two main gods of the Lianshan Sect and Shang Qionghua were defeated, the Lianshan Army failed to cross the river after attacking for most of the day. The offensive had already slowed down. Everyone was waiting for the two main gods in the sky. The battle between the great swordsmen is over.
Not to mention the people of the Baiyang Sect, the people of Nan'an also had their hearts in their throats. Everyone knew that the current battle between these two people was directly related to the future situation of the world!
Liang Xingyang was defeated, and Lianshanjiao raised troops to cross the river. The hope of the Xia Dynasty's final restoration was shattered. Even if it could retain a little fire overseas or in the southwest mountainous area in the future, it would be just a lingering breath.
If Bai Qiongyu is defeated and the Five Lianshan Gods are defeated again, the Lianshan Sect will no longer have the strength to cross the river, and the trend of separatism will be a foregone conclusion. Even if the Southern Army completes the task quickly and counterattacks northward, the company that has just settled in Zhongyuan will The mountain sect may still be driven back to the Northeast in one fell swoop.
An Luoyi sat cross-legged on the throne carried by the golden lamp warrior. His soul was damaged and he felt more uncomfortable than a mortal suffering from severe cold. His head was buzzing and stars were shooting in front of his eyes. The golden lamp warrior took care of and supported him, and his eyes Staring closely at the sky.
He knew how to use the Tiangang Disha Tu. He had used it before, but the effect was not satisfactory... He practiced the divine way, not the immortal way. Although he also liked practicing swordsmanship, it was extremely inconsistent with the method of the Tiangang Disha Tu. Even if He is in the golden elixir stage, but he is still unable to exert the power of this diagram.
Both sides waited anxiously, with their hearts in their throats.
Suddenly, a figure flashed in the sky, and Liang Xingyang appeared, holding a dazzling fairy sword in his hand, which was the Baiyang Sword.
The north and south banks were in an uproar at the same time. The north bank was screaming like they were mourning their heirs, while the south bank was cheering in unison. The drum beater even beat the big drum to a "dong dong dong" sound.
The people of the Baiyang Sect looked at each other. Shang Qionghua had fainted before. After being rescued, he lay on the tree and reluctantly waited for the result. But in the end he waited for such a result. He could no longer bear it and took a sip. Blood spurted out wildly and fell from the tree.
"master!" Even the master's uncle, who was even more powerful, was defeated by Liang Xingyang. I'm afraid the master's uncle will be given away for nothing.
She didn't want Liang Xingyang to be injured, but she also didn't want Liang Xingyang to win... She was so entangled, watching
Liang Xingyang came out carrying her sect's signature sword, Baiyang Sword, but the head master's uncle was nowhere to be seen. She was so shocked that she forgot about her master for a moment. Only after Shang Qionghua fell did she wake up and hurriedly jumped down. He held Shang Qionghua in his arms, who fell to the ground and fainted, and burst into tears all of a sudden.
Everyone from the Baiyang Sect had bitter expressions on their faces. You looked at me and I looked at you. In the end, Qian Lang, Qian Shu and Qian He flew up to talk to Liang Xingyang.
Liang Xingyang asked: "Are you two coming to break the formation?"
Qian Lang smiled bitterly: "How can we have this kind of practice..."
Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that he was also in the middle stage of Jindan, a loose immortal like Liang Xingyang.
He remembered again that when he first heard about Liang Xingyang, it was Qianhe who told him that in Yuxiao Mountain, there was a teenage boy with thirty-six other children, and a baby on his back. Carrying a smaller one on my back, climbing over mountains and ridges...
"We just came to ask Master Liang, where is our master now?"
Liang Xingyang said: "Master Bai is stubborn and has been reduced to ashes by my divine fire!"
Although they had known this result for a long time, when they actually heard it, the hearts of the three Taoists still sank at the same time, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Qianshu said, "Since my master is no longer here, what Master Liang is holding is our Mountain-Suppressing Divine Sword. Please give it back. Everyone in this humble sect will be grateful."
Liang Xingyang held the Baiyang Sword in his hand. There was no joy on his face. Instead, his brows furrowed and he felt a little sad: "Will you really be grateful if I return the sword to you?"
Qian Lang said: "Of course I am grateful for Master Liang's kindness."
"Then you, can you guarantee that the feud between our two families will end here and be wiped out from now on? The disciples of the Baiyang Sect will not seek revenge from me in the future?"
"This..." None of the three Taoists could guarantee it and were speechless for a moment.
"Haha." Liang Xingyang laughed, "The Baiyang faction surrendered to the enemy and betrayed the country and killed their own compatriots! I killed the leader of the Baiyang faction. Since such a big feud has been forged, how can it be resolved with a sword? If that’s the case, why should I return the Baiyang Sword to you so that you can use it to seek revenge on me in the future?”
Qian Lang opened his mouth, his thoughts racing, he wanted to find another excuse to write some words to make the situation more exciting, and tried to force Liang Xingyang to return the sword.
After all, the Baiyang Sword is their family's most precious treasure. The most powerful sword in history, whether it is the True Thorn Sword or Xue Lingfeng's Xuantian Yuehua Sword, cannot compare to the Baiyang Sword! Moreover, the Baiyang Sword was made by the founding master Bai Yangzhenren for more than 4,000 years. The name of the Baiyang Sect comes from this. If it falls into the hands of others, the Baiyang Sect will become a leader in the world. After hearing the joke, I can no longer raise my head.
Before he could formulate his words, a cold sword light suddenly flew up from behind, passed the three of them, and continued forward until it was less than ten feet in front of Liang Xingyang. The sword light dispersed, revealing a girl in red, who was exactly Xue Lingfeng!
