Although Yu Zihan is not afraid of Wang Yue, his realm is far from each other. The original trend is flat, but as time goes by, it gradually becomes a disadvantage. The dense white brush threads around his body are like poisonous snakes, which are difficult to get rid of. Moreover, the brush threads that pierce into his body actually began to absorb his inner essence.

Although the raging sword energy can break through, it will be filled every time it breaks out, and the next second it will be filled. The originally squid threads in the sky gradually gathered together, forming a white sphere around Yu Zihan, with red lights constantly flashing, trying to rush out, but the force is spread to each squid thread, and it will calm down with a slight blow.

"He can't hold on for too long." Bai Zhi knew the status quo very well, but he was powerless. Such a fight was no longer a situation where he could intervene. The only thing he could do at this moment was to find the string of Buddhist beads as soon as possible.

Yu Zihan is in prison at this moment. No matter how dense the sword light dance is, Fusi can always find a gap and his speed is no less than him. If this continues, he will lose and die in a cup of tea.

"Why do you have to fight against me for these strangers?" Wang Yue was a little puzzled. He didn't understand Yu Zihan's choice. The black and white envoy had nothing to do with him. Is it worth it to pay for them nearly a hundred years of cultivation and even life?

"It is easy to get a thousand gold, but it is hard to get a defeat. I am the only word "war in my life. Master Wang is in front of him, and I don't want to retreat!" A faint laughter came from the white cocoon. Although I was a little breathing, my fighting spirit became higher and higher. The red dots that were originally rising from all directions on the white cocoon suddenly disappeared, but the scarlet red on the front became thicker and thicker, and the sound of breaking was endless.

Wang Yue thought it was not good, and the scarlet sword shadow rushed out of the cocoon and came towards him. The blood-colored light column rushed straight into the sky, and even the dim clouds were torn apart by it, marking a blood mark that ran across the sky.

"Since that's the case, I will let you know what the difference is." Wang Yue pinched the magic trick and activated his own foundation. In an instant, the energy was as strong as the vast rivers and seas. The dazzling white light filled his whole body. At this moment, he truly revealed his cultivation, just like the immortal descending to earth, and had already surpassed the boundaries of this world. A thunder fell from the sky and slashed straight on him, but only striking waves.

Yu Zihan's move did not change too much. He used the sword intent as a medium, and combined man and sword to break all kinds of methods. In the final analysis, it was a trick that would damage the cultivation level and hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage 800. Wang Yue was unable to resist under his fellow practitioners, and he could only deal with it by breaking the seal.

The sword light instantly broke through Wang Yue's protective energy. Wang Yue raised his right hand slightly, and the spherical white energy gradually expanded in his hand as if it were actually, directly facing the sword that was shocked by both gods and ghosts.

The moment he touched it, Wang Yue's feet cracked ten feet, and the sword aura even cut a deep mark that was out of reach through the ground behind him. But at this moment, Wang Yue's heart was as calm as water and no longer suppressed his cultivation. He knew very well that the limit of this sword was. Although the Red Leaf Sword came with unparalleled sword intent, it was still gradually pushed away by the white Yuanli.

"Do you think it's just like this?" Jian Junyu Zihan seemed extremely dull when he was in conflict with life and death. He urged his sword intent to the extreme, and red flames ignited all over his body. Another thunder fell, hitting the Red Leaf Sword. Not only did he not hurt Yu Zihan, but he added a ray of lightning to the red sword.

The sword blade instantly broke into the white Yuan power. Wang Yue was shocked. He did not expect Yu Zihan to do this, nor did he expect Tianpai to use the sword to kill people. He could not react for a moment and was penetrated by a sword through his right hand. The raging energy and lightning suddenly shook his entire arm into blood foam. If it were not suppressed in time, he might not be able to escape.

Wang Yue's face had never looked so ugly. Thunder patterns flashed from time to time. Even he could not completely suppress the thunder that had entered his body. Moreover, the ultimate sword intent also caused a lot of trauma to his body. Looking at the ashes, ashes still fell down, and the bare shoulders were dazzling white lights, resisting the remaining sword aura and thunder invasion.

Yu Zihan stood with a sword. The first time he saw Wang Yue so embarrassed in his lifetime, he couldn't help laughing. However, his excessively exhausted cultivation made him unsustainable, but at this moment, his heart was broken and he no longer regretted.

"I think why you didn't break the boundary and leave? It turned out that I became your heartbroken. Well, if you can hurt me to such a state in this world, you are the first one. I will erect a monument for the Sword Lord with your own hands!" Wang Yue said coldly. He knew that Yu Zihan had reached the limit and suppressed his own cultivation again. The moment of breaking the seal had touched the heavenly punishment. If he did not restrain himself, he would not escape death if the disaster fell.

The raised left hand gradually gathered, and the swordsman in front of him deserved his respect. Because of this, he would not hold back.

Death is right in front of you, but Yu Zihan doesn't care at all, and only has memories in his mind churning.

When he was young, he practiced swordsmanship, and he was invincible when he was young. When he was thirty, he lived in seclusion outside the world. However, there were unexpected situations in the world, and people had good fortune and good fortune at any time. The death of his sister made him come out again. He killed all the three major demon sects. Everyone in the evil sect was frightened and disappeared for nearly ten years. He was called the Sword Lord by the righteous path and the Sword Demon by the cult.

In the Forty-year-old sword, the sword was replaced by plants and trees, gradually entering the realm of transformation, cultivating one's own character, not for external things, not for fame and fortune, but because of the past, the relatives were separated, and the opponents were hard to find. There was no sun and moon in the mountains, and ten years were just a flash. I thought I was dead in the mountain village, but suddenly I heard that Yue Country was unified and that the immortal came down to earth, so I looked for the sword to discuss it.

Even though thirty years have passed, Yu Zihan can still clearly recall the scene at that time.

"You are that immortal?"

"Immortals dare not be, they are just little Taoist priests."

"If I kill you, what do you think?"

"Sword Lord can't kill me."

"Oh? How do you see it?"

"Your sword is rusted."

"Please give me advice."

In that battle, Yu Zihan was completely defeated and had nothing to say. Wang Yue made him clearly feel what there is someone outside of others and there is a heaven, but he didn't understand what the difference between him and Wang Yue was.

"I do not understand."

"I lost my direction because of being invincible in the world, lost myself because of being proud and complacent, and the Sword Lord lost his sword path, which is ridiculous."

"Zihan thanks Taoist Master. If you gain something for the rest of your life, I hope Taoist Master will still be able to give you advice at that time."

The sword king, who had no one to defeat, left a seed in his heart, and it continued to take root and sprout for thirty years. When he finally broke through his own limits again and stepped into the world of heaven and man, he realized that the failure of that year had become an obsession. If he could not be completely eliminated, the sword path would not be perfect, and he would be like a joke all day long. But whenever he came to search for Wang Yue, he would not see anyone, so he simply settled down at Yunxu Mountain. Until today, he finally...

Looking at Wang Yue's left hand slapped towards his Tianling, he did not dodge or avoid it, and held a sword to block it. No matter whether it was life or death, the sword heart would not regret it!

"Sword Lord dodges!"

At this moment, the change suddenly broke out, and eighteen red beads shot towards Wang Yue from all directions. Yu Zihan was shocked and subconsciously retreated.

Wang Yue lost his right hand, and only had his left hand to resist it. However, when he touched the Buddhist bead, the Yuan power involuntarily melted, without any resistance at all. He tried to dodge, but he was slower and was hit on his shoulders and legs continuously. The force was so great that it penetrated through directly. Wang Yue felt that most of the Yuan power in his body suddenly dissipated, and his body was severely damaged. He was difficult to stand anymore, and he knelt in front of the broken Tiandi Tao card.

At this interruption, Yu Zihan's determination to die was gone, but the sword heart was complete. The red leaf sword in his hand threw it into the air. The light red sword aura spread several feet, and he pulled up the black and white envoys and leaped up. With just one breath, he disappeared from the horizon, leaving Wang Yue alone kneeling in the ruins.

But Wang Yue was not angry at all. Even though he suffered this change, he still looked calm and calm. He took out a bottle of elixir from his body and took it. The blood hole on his body gradually recovered. He sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing for a moment before standing up again.

He reached out and pointed to the ground, and the soil on the ground was immediately captured by him, slowly changing, and finally turned into an arm and connected to his right arm. The only difference was that the vermilion blood patterns around the blood hole could not be eliminated no matter what.

After looking around, he didn't know where the Buddhist beads that had just penetrated his body had gone. However, Wang Yue was not in a hurry. He believed that as long as he could truly recover, all these could be solved. Just now, Yu Zihan's heart knot was broken, and he was about to ascend, and he could protect them for a while, but for a lifetime.

With a wave of his hand, the three-person tall cauldron turned into a light spot and was put into his sleeve. The white liquid that had originally rolled on it was also contained in the gourd.

His shadow kept churning in the sun, and the painted black mist turned into a tall figure. He stood in front of Wang Yue, without saying a word, just staring at him. Unlike Wang Yue, who was full of immortality, the black shadow appeared and the evil spirit was unparalleled, as if a demon was still alive.

"Seventy years have passed, why should I be anxious?" Wang Yue said, waved his hand to disperse the black shadow and merged into his shadow again.

"The heavenly tribulation is approaching, don't drag it down again." Ruyuan's deep voice echoed in Wang Yue's mind for a long time.

Besides, Yu Zihan walked on the sword and took the Black and White envoys for a moment to a village at the foot of Yunxu Mountain. The exhausted energy made him unable to survive. "This is my place to settle down, and those two children must have come with you."

When Bai Zhi saw that it was the village that Xiao Shu and the others had been staying before going up the mountain, he never thought that these two people met the Sword Lord who lived in seclusion here. He put these things together. Bai Zhi understood why Yu Zihan would appear in times of danger, but it was not really to save him, but to understand the knot of his heart.

The three of them walked to a thatched house. This was the former residence of Yu Zihan, but there was no one at this moment. Fang Jin and Xiao Shu were not here.

"this……"

The three of them looked at each other, no matter how they inquired or searched, there was no clue.

At this moment, as his mood was perfect, Yu Zihan felt the barrier between him and this world more and more, as if he was confined in water, with an indescribable sense of dullness, and an inexplicable traction became stronger and stronger. He knew in his heart that he might really be unable to stay in this world for a long time.

Looking up, unlike the strange phenomena of heaven and earth that were artificially triggered just now, it is a real power of nature. A thousand miles of radius are all turned into the night, and purple thunders slashed from the clouds, ferocious and terrifying.

"The disaster has come." Yu Zihan could no longer care about anything else. He jumped into a sword light and left. He didn't know if he could survive the disaster, but if he was here, the surrounding villages would inevitably suffer.

"What's wrong?" asked the black envoy.

"I only now understand why Xuanfei could say that he didn't want to be limited to this." Bai Shi's eyes were empty and he stared at the shocking scene of thousands of thunder falling from afar.

The black envoy was speechless. He only felt powerless during the battle today. His original confidence was not even powder left.

There is only one sword light in the thunder that goes against the sky. The Sword Lord never bows his head, and the same is true for his sword.
Chapter completed!