Chapter 687 The Demise of the Castle Peak Sword Formation

The sky was full of sword lights.

The brilliance of Taoism and formation reflect each other.

Those two figures were so stable, just like the voices of their conversation.

The sword light gradually faded, and the Taoism gradually dispersed, but still no one could do anything to anyone.

Their conversation also came to the end, that is the sentence: The road is facing the sky, each side walks...

Jing Jiu and Master Taiping stood on either side of Chengtian Sword.

Cheng Tianjian was slightly deformed.

The scabbard is engraved with extremely complicated patterns, and there are countless arrays hidden in the flowers. The material of the scabbard is the fairy-level essence contained in the sword peak for thousands of years. It can withstand the sky and accommodate everything. It is impossible to deform.

At this time, it was almost unbearable.

From this, one can imagine the terrifying power of the Qingshan Sword Formation, which was compressed to a size of more than ten feet, and the silent attack of the pair of seniors.

"If you don't let go, Chengtian Sword will be destroyed." Master Taiping looked at Jing Jiu and said.

Jing Jiu looked at him and said calmly: "This is my goal, otherwise why would I take it out? Do you think the door rules are useful to me, or can Yuan Qu and Gu Qing convince me?"

The breeze was blowing the slightly scorched green grass, and the miserable traces on the ground looked a little ridiculous, but also a little sad.

Master Taiping stared into his eyes and said: "The Chengtian Sword is destroyed, and the Qingshan Sword Formation will no longer exist."

Jing Jiu said, "I don't care."

Daoist Taiping was silent for a long time, and said, "You would rather destroy the Castle Peak Sword Formation than give it to me?"

Jing Jiu said: "You are the same, or you give me the Chengtian Sword?"

Daoist Taiping laughed out loud suddenly, the laughter echoed in the quiet hidden peak, and it didn't subside until a long time later.

"We are indeed the two most ruthless people in the world."

Their hands holding Chengtian's scabbard were no longer as stable as they were at the beginning, and were constantly trembling slightly.

Regardless of whether it was Jing Jiu or Daoist Taiping, controlling the Qingshan Sword Formation and trying to defeat the opponent at the same time exhausted their spirit and sword energy to the extreme.

But they really didn't let go, and they didn't let go until much later.

The Chengtian sword was slowly deformed in these two hands, gradually making a creaking sound, which was a sign of disintegration.

The first thing to disintegrate was a petal in the middle of the Chengtian Sword, where a small crack appeared, and then spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Whether it is a landslide or a sky falling, it is a process that is getting faster and faster.

Accompanied by the terrifying, thunderous disintegration sound, the flowers on the surface of Chengtian's scabbard split, peeled off, and sprinkled on the grass.

At the last moment, a very slight sound sounded, and the Chengtian sword turned into hundreds of fragments, hovering quietly between those two hands.

An indescribable invisible wave moved in all directions from the position of Chengtian Sword.

That is the purest and awe-inspiring sword intent in the world.

The scorched grass and scattered wild flowers seemed to be blown by the strong wind and knocked to the ground.

The expressions of those hidden elders changed suddenly, and they fled into the cave one after another.

The corpse dog walked in front of Ada and Fang Jingtian, and looked at the invisible wave going towards the world, with a look of regret and sadness in his eyes.

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It is said that the top of Tianguang Peak is the only place where you can see a corner of the hidden peak. In fact, people can only see the green peak, but not any specific picture.

No one could see the battle between Jing Jiu and Daoist Taiping that would dazzle all ascetics.

Suddenly, there was a loud buzzing sound from the top of the peak, followed by a strong wind, which rolled up the stagnant water between the rocks, fell into the sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff, and then swept further away.

The strong wind and the invisible fluctuation of heaven and earth breath had no real power, but it seemed to blow over everyone's heart.

Especially the people of Qingshan Sect felt inexplicable palpitations and uneasiness.

Many lines of sight looked at the place where the strong wind started, and found that it was the stele carried by Yuan Gui.

There were more than a dozen deep cracks on the stone tablet, and sand and stones fell down.

"What happened!" someone yelled.

Yuan Gui slowly opened his eyes, and there was a deep sense of pain in his usually calm eyes.

Master Guangyuan looked in the direction of Yinfeng, his eyes were full of pain, his body swayed slightly, and he seemed to have fallen down.

Nan Wang turned pale and walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at Yinfeng and shouted angrily: "What the hell are you two old bastards doing!"

More and more people are feeling that change.

Yuan Qu looked at the sky and said blankly: "Where is the sword formation? Where is the Qingshan sword formation?"

From the first day of entry, the disciples of Qingshan got used to the invisible and powerful sword intent in the sky, which made them feel kind and safe.

Even if the Qingshan Sword Formation is compressed to the extreme today, from the sky to the ground, and then to the hidden peak, those sword intents still exist.

until then.

Guo Nanshan was pale.

Zhuo Rusui remained calm instead.

Zhao Layue was expressionless.

The peaks of the green mountains gradually began to cry.

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"At this time, there must be many Qingshan disciples crying, as if their parents had left."

Master Taiping looked at the pieces of the Chengtian Sword in his palm and said: "Some people are out of emotion, some are out of fear, and some are inexplicably moved by seeing others cry. Speaking of which, people who know a little but don't know enough are really ridiculous."

Jing Jiu threw the fragments of the Chengtian Sword in his hand to his feet, and said, "It doesn't matter whether you have the Qingshan Sword Formation or not, as long as you are strong enough. When they can understand this truth, Qingshan will naturally be stronger."

Daoist Taiping said: "Those who don't understand are not qualified to stay in Qingshan."

The truth is really simple, anything that brings you strength and security is often an obstacle that hinders your progress.

For example, Wanguan family wealth, such as a large house, such as a wife and children on the bed, such as the relationship between parents.

But who can take the initiative to give up these?

Before this incident happened, Daoist Taiping did not want the Castle Peak Sword Formation to be destroyed.

Only Jing Jiu could make such an important decision in such a cold and ruthless manner.

"From this moment on, Qingshan will become much more dangerous and free."

Taiping Daoist looked him in the eyes and said, "But you are the one who is really free."

Yes, Jing Jiu doesn't need to worry about Daoist Taiping using the Green Mountain Sword Formation to destroy the world, and more importantly... the greatest threat to him is gone.

If there is any opponent between the heaven and the earth with the sword of everything, it is the Chengtian sword.

Jing Jiu said, "That's right, I've never felt so good since I was reborn."

"I have to admit that my idea seems to have failed again, but have you ever thought about it, let go of those, and don't have to try to hold the sword of Qingshan again. I am also much freer."

Taiping Daoist looked at him and said with a smile, then disappeared from the spot.

As a feather, what you want is the word freedom.

Even if it is incomplete emergence, Daoist Taiping's movement is still extremely fast and erratic.

Jing Jiu also disappeared from the spot, heading towards the sky.

Many years ago, he created the Nether Immortal Sword in the Demon Suppressing Prison. Who would have thought that it would be used here in the end.

From time to time, a flash of sword light appeared in the sky of Yinfeng.

Two wipes.

When Jianguang met, it was a spark.

When Jing Jiu and Zhuo Rusui were in Yunmeng Mountain, sparks appeared all over the sky in the night sky. Today, the frequency of sparks appearing is much slower, but they are also countless times more dazzling.

The blue and green mountains were shone pale, and the blue sky lost its color.

The sparks of the encounter of the two swords bloomed irregularly in the sky one after another, turning into an extremely beautiful picture.

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Those fascinating, terrifying, and huge sparks finally appeared before everyone's eyes.

People stood on the top of Tianguang Peak, standing in the sky above the peak, looking at the hidden peaks in the distance, looking at those slightly distorted sparks that seemed to be refracted and deformed by some kind of transparent barrier, they were shocked and speechless.

Those Qingshan disciples in the ordinary realm couldn't understand what those pictures meant at all.

Even the sea-breaker geniuses such as Guo Nanshan and Zhuo Rusui can only vaguely feel the sublime meaning hidden in those sword lights. Only people with such realms as Guangyuan Zhenren, Nan Wang, Tan Zhenren, Shuiyueanzhu, and Daze Ling can truly touch the meanings represented by those sword lights and sparks, and then yearn for them.

Jing Jiu and Master Taiping can be said to be the two most accomplished and strongest people in kendo since ancient times.

Those sword lights are time, years, a powerful will, a talent far beyond all sentient beings, and good fortune.

Not to mention that one of them has become a Taoist, and the other has a peerless sword body.

In a sense, they have long ceased to be human.

"In terms of swordsmanship alone, they have already surpassed Daoyuan Daoist, and are at the same level as the ancestors of the previous three generations."

The corpse dog looked at the pale sky and those strangely beautiful swords and fireworks, thinking silently.

The patriarchs of the first three generations of the Qingshan Sect were all ascended.

Ah Da looked at the corpse dog's huge body like a black mountain, meowed, and asked in his heart: "Which one of them will win?"

The corpse dog thought in his heart, Daoist Taiping hadn't fully transformed into a fairy, but Jing Jiu was reincarnated with that monster sword. Even though he could travel thousands of miles in an instant and travel freely between the heaven and the earth, he still had to suffer a lot in the struggle between the spirit body and the sword body.

At this moment, an incomparably huge spark bloomed from the highest point in the sky, and countless sword intents gushed out.

A dazzling bright red slowly fell from the sky.

Daoist Taiping really lost.

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