Chapter 1232: The Sword Is the Boundary, and Those Who Cross the Boundary Will Die!

"What's that sound?"

On the ruins of the First Sin Palace, everyone pricked up their ears and looked around. They clearly heard that sound.

It was very slight, but it pierced the skin lightly like a needle.

It didn't hurt, but it made people's hair stand up instantly!

"An..."

The sound was getting louder and louder, coming from the east!

The broken stones, floating dust, broken grass, broken blades... all the dead things on the ruins of the First Sin Palace began to tremble slightly.

"It's not an illusion..."

"My sword is moving!"

Until even the sword in my hand was affected and began to tremble, and the amplitude was rapidly increasing.

Many spirit refiners realized that the moment when Xu Xiaoshou shot the death character on the Fallen Abyss, their feelings were not fake.

The sword really moved!

"Everything is a sword!"

"This is everything is a sword!"

"Only ancient sword cultivators can do this with sword intent, and the range is very large, no, it is too large! It's like..."

Some people became fanatical and excited and speechless.

Because when you look around, in just a moment, the thousands of dead things on the ruins of the Sin First Palace all floated into the air.

Every grain of sand and stone, every weed, released a sharp sword intent, which made you feel stinging at the sight and terrified at the sound.

Not only the Sin First Palace, the Thousand Mile Mirror Technique also shone on other places on the Void Island at the right time.

The strange phenomenon happening in any place at this moment is exactly the same as the one above the ruins of the Sin First Palace.

"What does it look like?" someone asked.

The man who was holding the sword in his hand, finally trembling with excitement, simply let go of the restraint and let the sword in his hand fly into the sky with the thousands of sand and stones around him. His expression became infatuated, and he murmured softly:

"A sword comes from the east, a sword fairy!"

"This is like, this is like... the eighth sword fairy of the past is back!"

...

"An!"

To the east of the abyss, the sound of breaking wind caused by the sound of the sword was extremely harsh.

The Xuancang Sword was about to fly out of her hand. Rao Yaoyao had to use a lot of effort to hold the sword, which had not yet completely recognized its master, tightly.

She remembered something and looked to the east.

At the same time, Yan Wu Se and Situ Yongren also stopped their actions and looked to the east.

A little cold light came first, and then the flying sword flew into the air!

It was a very ordinary black iron sword, without any spiritual energy, not even a tenth-grade spiritual sword.

It broke through the air at high speed, causing the flying sword to burn red.

According to common sense, this sword should have melted into molten iron halfway and disappeared.

But it was accompanied by a wisp of silver sword thought, very light and shallow.

It was the existence of this wisp of sword thought that protected the black iron sword, so that when it came to the east, it moved all things in the Void Island into the air, as if welcoming the emperor back.

"Eight Zun An..."

Xu Xiaoshou, who had become Yan Wu Se, suddenly had light in his eyes, and he didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment.

He watched the cold light break through the air, and finally the black iron sword clanged and nailed between him and Yan Wu Se.

"Boom!"

The space of the Fallen Abyss was cracked into a huge mouth, as if dividing a life and death line.

The silver sword thought tore through the sky river, and knocked Xu Xiaoshou away.

Yan Wu Se on the opposite side retreated early and narrowly avoided the attack.

The red-hot black iron sword was still trembling violently, making a sound of sparrows, and soon a cold voice rang out from the sword:

"The sword is the boundary, and those who cross the boundary will die!"

The sound waves spread and echoed heavily.

At this moment, all the spiritualists on the island looked up, and no matter where they were, they heard this sound very clearly.

And when this sound came out, some people were even more excited.

"The Eighth Sword Immortal!"

"This is the voice of the Eighth Sword Immortal. I've heard it, I'm sure of it!"

"He really came, Xu Xiaoshou, he really summoned the Eighth Sword Immortal."

"Come on, the Eighth Master has come out before, and I've heard this voice many times just now." Someone calmly poured cold water on him.

"It's different, it's different..."

On the ruins of the First Palace of Sin, almost dozens of people glared at him at the same time, and someone retorted:

"There can be many Eighth Sword Immortals, but there is only one Eighth Sword Immortal!"

"In the battle of the Ten Masters, every time he took action, it was accompanied by such a strange phenomenon."

"Now that decades have passed, there are people who imitate the Eighth Sword Immortal, but who can imitate his momentum?"

"Who can really do it, a black iron sword, the whole city is shocked?"

This is a statement that makes people have no way to doubt it.

And from the words themselves, it can be heard that this person is deeply poisoned by the Eighth Sword Immortal's "one poem and one sword".

At this moment, the whole Void Island was filled with sword dust, making people feel like they were in a fairyland, and this was all because of a sword coming from the east.

"Come at the right time!"

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even pretend to be Yan Wu Se, and directly turned back to his original body, his face full of fearlessness.

He stood on the other side of the life and death boundary separated by the black iron sword, looking at the three people opposite, as if someone pushed him from behind, and his chest stood up at that time.

"The sword is the boundary, those who cross the boundary will die! Listen, my Ba Zun An said!"

"Who dares to come and try?"

"Who! Speak!"

Rao Yaoyao held the Xuan Cang Sword tightly, staring at Xu Xiaoshou, without saying a word.

She almost couldn't control it!

The excitement of the Xuan Cang Sword was not because it wanted to let go and recognize someone else as its master.

But it actually regarded the burning black iron sword as the most important opponent at this moment and wanted to fight it.

That was just a burning black iron sword!

But, that was the sword thrown by Ba Zun An!

Rao Yaoyao felt mixed emotions, unable to express them.

She had not seen Ba Zun'an for many years, and she had reached the holy realm, thinking that she could suppress him.

She had never thought that the opponent only used a black iron sword, and the magic sword Xuan Cang in her hand lost its ability to fight.

And until now, the person had not been seen...

Yan Wu Se looked at the young man with a flushed face opposite him. After a long silence, his drooping eyelids twitched a few times.

"Face."

He looked around and found that there was no figure of Ba Zun'an.

So the dead character really could summon Ba Zun'an as Xu Xiaoshou said.

But there was something wrong. In fact, it could only summon one sword of Ba Zun'an?

"Do you know that you are now like a dog barking through the fence, pretending to be powerful, and you have no shame." Yan Wu Se turned his head, with a sneer on the corner of his lips.

Ah, do I look like him?

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't help but touch his face, which was a little hot.

"Insulted, passive value, +1."

The face became even hotter.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn't mind, and cried a few more times:

"Shame? You're talking about shame with me?"

"You old men are as old as hundreds of me, but you team up to bully a young man like me who is less than 20 years old. Are you polite?"

He just had his birthday and is already 19.

Hiding in the God of Heaven, the still immature Situ Yongren touched his smooth face and realized that he was averaged.

This is not the point.

The point is that Xu Xiaoshou's words really woke up the world.

Yes, how outstanding a person must be to be targeted by several half-saints at the age of 18 or 19.

In the end, after so long, he still can't be killed?

In front of the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique, a group of soul refiners fell into silence, and some had already started digging the ground to bury themselves.

Are you going to let people live?

Xu Xiaoshou, it turns out that he is less than 20 years old?

Yan Wu Se was also choked by these words and couldn't speak.

It is undeniable that at the moment, he was indeed too serious to treat Xu Xiaoshou as an opponent of the same level.

Because of the previous punch...

But the fact is that the two are even separated by several eras.

"Xu Xiaoshou, where is your Ba Zun An?" Yan Wu Se avoided the embarrassing topic, he wanted to kill someone.

One Xu Xiaoshou is obviously not enough.

If Ba Zun An really dares to come out, then today will be perfect, and he can avenge his beloved disciple.

"What do you think?" Xu Xiaoshou sneered, "He has thrown out his sword. If you think he is not here, then try to cross the boundary!"

"Okay." Yan Wu Se didn't even say a word, stepped out, and crossed the boundary between life and death.

The whole world suddenly became quiet.

Before the Thousand Miles Mirror Transmission Technique, everyone's heart was in their throat, full of expectations.

In the Tianji Divine Envoy, Situ Yongren Manipulator Senior No. 2 had already given a pre-order: retreat as a sign of respect in case of danger.

Rao Yaoyao held the still trembling Xuancang Sword, raised his eyes to the empty chasm, and Yan Lao who crossed it, his eyes flashed with uneasiness.

After Yan Wu Se crossed the boundary, he stopped.

After a few breaths, he looked back and looked around, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Xu Xiaoshou, this emperor is here, then what?"

Xu Xiaoshou had one big eye and one small eye, and the whole person was extremely stiff, like petrified.

Then?

Then what, Ba Zun An?

You just threw a common sword over and said some nonsense, now someone has crossed the boundary, you don't say a word?

"Haha, Yan Lao, what I mean is..."

"A dog tied with a chain barks the most, and once the chain breaks, it trembles." Yan Wu Se interrupted coldly, condensed a lightning spear in his hand, and was about to throw it in the air.

"Fuck you!"

Xu Xiaoshou was definitely not scolding Yan Wu Se, he was scolding Ba Zun An.

This guy is too unreliable.

It's fine that the death character was delayed for so long.

This so-called "one sword coming from the east" was thought to have some substantial effect.

What was the result?

Lao Ba, Lao Ba, your sword is just like you, although it is famous, it is rotten to the core.

"Woof!"

Xu Xiaoshou turned into Yan Wu Se on the spot, and yelled at Yan Wu Se in anger, then ran away with his hands and feet.

"Die for this emperor!"

Yan Wu Se's anger was instantly aroused, and Dian Liang's spear was thrown out.

At this time, a black airflow gushed out from the void chasm that was cracked by the red-hot black iron sword.

"Woo——"

At the same time, dark clouds gathered above the nine heavens.

Once the strange humming sound was born, the entire Void Island entered the dusk from the daytime, and it seemed that it would soon sink into the night.

Heavy pressure came!

"Bang bang bang."

On the Void Island, all the dust and gravel suspended in the air fell to the ground and smashed into powder.

"Bang, bang, bang."

On the ruins of the First Sin Palace, thousands of swords fell, and ninety-nine percent of the spirit refiners were forced to kneel down.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was horrified, but even the simple action of raising their heads became extremely difficult at this moment.

The light transmitted by the Thousand Miles Mirror Technique became extremely vague.

There were layers of waves on it that swept down, pulling people out of shape - the manifestation of momentum?

"Pah!"

Above the Fallen Abyss, the flying and air-piercing electric spear had just been released from his hand and exploded into light spots on the spot.

Yan Wu Se's eyes shrank, realizing that something was wrong, and suddenly raised his eyes.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, thunder rolled, as if the devil had awakened and cast his eyes on the world.

"Uh!"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was running like crazy, groaned, feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders, and his body fell suddenly.

What the hell?

Looking up, the sky turned black.

The space collapsed, as if the end was coming.

"This momentum..."

Xu Xiaoshou finally realized that the heavy pressure on his shoulders came from the momentum of an unknown person.

He felt like he had returned to the moment when he had just taken out his breath and swallowed the mountains and rivers, and had just met the giant in the illusion.

horrible!

"Uh-huh!"

Soon, the pressure intensified, almost without limit!

Xu Xiaoshou's face was ferocious and in great pain. The flesh on his face kept pulling down wildly, and his eyes were about to pop out.

But he was still holding on, refusing to be pressed down by this inexplicable pressure, which forced him to kneel down.

"The sword technique of the heart, everything is demonic before your eyes!"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted in his heart, and the images of swallowing mountains and rivers with anger and mental swordsmanship came out, giving himself a kind of resistance of "I can't help but my fate".

Snapped!

He was like an ant, being stepped down by the invisible giant in the sky and continuing to fall.

"grass!"

"No more fun, disappearing technique!"

Xu Xiaoshou disappeared, isolating 70% of the pressure.

But the other people on the Void Island didn't have the disappearing technique. They felt that not only were there spirits on their shoulders, but there were also multiple ghosts above their heads.

"Kaka!"

The head of the God of Heaven dropped heavily, his whole body made an overwhelmed sound, and his hands drooped, almost torn apart by the heavy pressure.

Rao Yaoyao could no longer hold the Xuan Cang Divine Sword in her hand, so she let go in time and covered the sling on her shoulder.

"Paji."

Yan Wuse only raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

Just one glance, and in the next second he split into two parts and fell into the abyss.

"Use the sword as a boundary. Anyone who crosses the boundary will die!"

The red-hot black iron sword was the only unmoved thing on the entire Void Island.

When the voices of the Eight Masters sounded again on the sword, the chaotic energy accumulated in the abyss turned into thousands of swords flying through the air.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Wan Jian returns to his clan!

And this "sect" is the chasm in the sky that was opened by the red-hot black iron sword, the huge gap in the sky that connects the unknown world.

"Old Yan——"

After Rao Yaoyao protected the sling, he took the lead in capturing the Xuan Cang Divine Sword, and then went to rescue Yan Lao.

The colorless Yan who was split in half could not recover for a short time!

One can imagine how much pressure he suffered from that glance just now.

Perhaps, what everyone on Void Island experienced was the aftermath of the momentum, and Yan Wuse was the only target of that overwhelming pressure.

——Those who cross the boundary will die!

Knowing this, Rao Yaoyao can't care so much.

But just as she was about to cross the border to save others, black energy surged into the sky again.

There are clearly remnants of the Holy Tribulation and the Imperial Tribulation in those energies.

But at this moment, everything turned into a torrent based on demonic energy.

It is based on the boundary between life and death, separating Rao Yaoyao and Yan Wuse, just like yin and yang.

"I decide life and death, I decide reincarnation."

"All living beings in this mortal world will be liberated if they unite!"

Rao Yaoyao's eyes were cold, and the sword light all over his body flashed.

The images of human beings appear all over the sky, and in the black world of evil energy, the lost human power is found for the world.

Xuan Cang stood up and clattered with his sword!

"Human Sword·Slashing All Lives!"

The sword that gathered all the reckless power of all living beings in the mortal world turned into a red sword light and struck directly at the wall of the torrent of demonic energy that separated Yin and Yang on the boundary between life and death.

boom!

The black air flow rolled to both sides, and then dented hard.

But it came rushing in again, and it was actually able to block the attack of this sword!

"How can it be?"

"This has surpassed the defense of the semi-saint level. How far has the Eight Masters grown?"

Rao Yao Yao Tong's hole trembled, Xuan Cang whirled, divided into nine swords, and ordered to go again.

"Nine swordsmanship, infinite number!"

Xiuxiu's nine "Human Swords and Common Slash" superimposed on each other, and with a roar, he finally cut through the wall of the torrent of demonic energy.

Rao Yaoyao didn't dare to delay. He broke into the black world and wanted to get Mr. Yan back.

"Ouch!

! "

At this moment, a loud dragon roar resounded in the sky.

All the pressure disappeared at the same time, Rao Yaoyao's delicate body trembled, her beautiful eyes widened, she stopped all movements of her hands, and raised her head in confusion.

"This, this is?!"

On the ruins of the Sin Palace, apart from the rubbish that had been crushed into pieces by the heavy weight, the remaining spiritual masters who managed to survive could also look up to the sky.

The city is filled with black clouds, and the dragon is in it;

His head is missing, his scales are as huge as the sky!

"Pa bang bang..."

In just a short moment, thousands of pairs of eyes were blown away on Void Island.

After the dragon roared, a deep voice filled with anger resounded and swept through the entire Void Island:

"Who is holding the flame python, and whose name is Xu Xiaoshou?"