Chapter 4676? On Kendo and Departure (Part 2)

Years have passed, and there have been 100,000 years of kendo in the Yunxiao Palace.

The peach blossoms are still the same, the little sprites of the past, and the already-born Pingting Lingna.

The two people under the tree seem to never know they are tired, and even the peach blossom branches above the peach tree are about to be refracted.

"Don't hit me, my hair will be gone after I hit him." This sentence became Taoxian's mantra, but it didn't seem to be of much use.

The broken branches have also piled up two hills.

One of them is a plain shirt, and the swordsmanship has changed from the restraint and subtlety of more than 100,000 years. It is like a sword that is full of sharpness. Every attack is extremely fierce.

Another black-shirted figure, his swordsmanship has also changed from the wide opening and closing of hundreds of thousands of years ago, like a treasured sword hidden in a room, every time he strikes, it becomes as heavy as water.

They are already learning from each other!

When the last sword of the black shirt's figure pushed back the absolute sword of Sushan's figure, this 100,000-year-old discussion was the final wind and cloud break.

"No more fighting, this seat is tired." Ding Baiyi stretched his waist, threw the peach blossom branch in his hand to Jian Wushuang, and then turned upside down and lay down on the top of the eaves of the God Pavilion again.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and after throwing the branch to Taoxian, he also jumped up to the roof.

Looking at Yunjuan Yunshu in front of him, he asked, "Why did you kill me in the first place?"

Ding Baiyi said comfortably, "Being entrusted by others and showing kindness, it's as simple as that."

This time Jian Wushuang was even more puzzled, "I just didn't intend to enter that Dayanhuan, I didn't have time to do anything, so I planted an enemy?"

Hearing this, Ding Baiyi looked at him and said, "In that barren land, several of the little emperor's cronies died at your hands?"

Just as Jian Wushuang was about to refute, he suddenly recalled something, and then said in amazement, "Could it be that the few guys I killed at random were the most powerful forces in Dayanhuan?"

Ding Baiyi curled his lips, "It doesn't matter if you kill a hundred of those inferior cronies, but what happened next is the key to me coming to take your life."

"Did you let go of a Qingluan when you left Dayanhuan?"

Jian Wushuang said embarrassingly, "It seems that I let one go..."

"Then do you know that Qingluan is the emperor of the party? You let the emperor of the party go!" Ding Baiyi said angrily.

"I didn't know anything at the time. It was purely because she begged me to help me. What happens next has nothing to do with me." Jian Wushuang hurriedly said.

"You guy." Ding Baiyi shook his head helplessly, and then stopped talking.

He tentatively said, "Aren't you going to kill me?"

"I'm too lazy to kill, this seat suddenly loses interest." Ding Baiyi said lazily, "Besides, if I kill you now, wouldn't it be impossible to win?"

"Then if you don't kill me, how should you explain it when you go back? Are you not afraid that the little emperor will find out?"

Ding Baiyi sneered disdainfully, "I just want to repay the kindness of his father in the past. If I say killing, I will kill. Who dares to refute?"

Looking at his domineering side, Jian Wushuang laughed loudly, "When will I have the power to fight in the first battle, let's try again?"

He adjusted a comfortable posture, "Even if there is a day, I will definitely cut you under the sword with my own hands, so that I can use my sword intent."

"But that day, I'm afraid it will never come." After Ding Baiyi said the last sentence, he fell asleep leisurely.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, swept down the Divine Pavilion, and returned to the Yunxiao Palace.

After sleeping in the God Pavilion for a hundred years, Ding Baiyi was about to leave.

Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun sent him to Luodu Star Region.

In front of Chaos Spring, Jian Wushuang waved his hand to erase the seal in Chaos Spring's eyes, and the majestic strange energy poured out, like a hole opening a door to ascension.

Ding Baiyi, who was still wearing a plain shirt, stood in front of the vast energy, really like an immortal sword fairy.

No one said a word. Ding Baiyi walked forward slowly. After walking for dozens of steps, he slowly turned his head and glanced at Jian Wushuang, and then took a step forward.

"Ding Baiyi." Jian Wushuang shouted loudly, and then threw an object in his hand forward.

Ding Baiyi stretched out his hand to catch it without looking back. It was a peach blossom branch.

"Never see again." The palm holding the peach blossom branch gently waved, and then the figure disappeared completely into the vast energy.

He waved his hand to re-seal the chaotic spring, and Jian Wushuang looked at Lao Zun and said, "Lao Zun, you said that Ding Baiyi entered the turbulent flow of time, is it really okay?"

"Naturally, there is nothing wrong with his realm, at least he is a little uncomfortable." The old man replied.

Jian Wushuang let out a long sigh of relief, "I've invited another evil spirit away, now I can finally settle down and settle things."

Lao Zun did not speak, and followed Jian Wushuang with steady steps.

Cloud Palace.

At this moment, in the huge hall, only Jian Wushuang and Lao Zun were sitting side by side. On the table in front of them, a dark light was trapped by divine power.

That is the primary source of the emperor, and it is also a mud tire.

"Old Zun, is there any way to destroy it?" Jian Wushuang said solemnly.

The old man nodded, stretched out his palm, and stamped it on the light.

The rune with the meaning of destruction rose up, and a few strands of black smoke surged like a mist, and finally completely dissipated, leaving no traces.

"In this way, is the Emperor Devourer truly perished?"

The old man nodded.

Jian Wushuang was relieved at this time, and then he held his chin with his hand and asked doubtfully, "What is the mud tire? Qi Ting does not hesitate to destroy the heavens, and traps and kills thousands of monks to condense, even the emperor has a mud tire?"

"The mud tire, generally speaking, is actually the obsession of the past, the practice of the mortal world, and all the perceptions of oneself. These aspects are collectively referred to." The old master explained, "And the first person who wants to enter the realm of the Great Evolution with his own body. One step is to sever the past of the mortal world."

"Qi Ting wanted to enter that Dayanhuan at that time?" Jian Wushuang was startled.

Lao Zun said, "This possibility is not ruled out, but if you remove the mud body from yourself, even if you enter the realm of Yanxian, you will be severely injured, so he will trap and kill so many monks as his mud body."

"It turns out that," Jian Wushuang nodded, "Now that the internal and external chaos has been pacified, it should be on the agenda to enter the universe again."

The old man nodded, "In another 100,000 years, I need to adjust my breath for a while."

After several days of analysis, Lao Zun left Yunxiao Palace and returned to his residence.

Standing in the vast square, Jian Wushuang directly adjusted his breath.

Now that the devouring organization and even the devouring emperor have disappeared, the door of the virtual universe is completely opened.

The last thing Jian Wushuang has to do is to completely eradicate the nightmare existence for the Divine Power Universe!