Chapter 442: Number One Sharpening Stone

Lin Fengmian looked at the blood light that shot up into the sky, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he swung a sword towards the blood sacrifice altar that was in operation.

"One sword decides the outcome!"

With the help of the Moon Shadow Dragon Soul, Zhenyuan passed through the formation of the Holy Emperor Palace without any hindrance.

It penetrated the blood sacrifice altar with the force of thunder and lightning.

The violent thunder spread rapidly, and the altar was covered with cracks, and the broken stones flew everywhere, and it was destroyed in an instant.

The monks who were holding the ceremony turned into ashes in an instant, and they couldn't even scream.

The time of the descent ceremony was interrupted, and the blood light that shot up into the sky fell back and finally disappeared.

Lin Fengmian smiled slightly and said, "Want to descend? Wait a minute!"

The Supreme Heavenly Evil, who was interrupted halfway through his descent, roared unwillingly, but could only rage helplessly.

The repeated interruptions to his descent made him feel like he was halfway through his pleasure.

Lin Fengmian ignored the Supreme Heavenly Evil's confusion, recalculated the time, and slowly flew into the Holy Emperor Palace.

Only Commander Liao was left to maintain the formation, and Fu Dayong didn't know where he had escaped.

Lin Fengmian didn't care about that, he raised his palm to the sky, stretched out his hand and said coldly: "Break!"

Without the support of the Moon Shadow Dragon Soul, the formation of the Moon Shadow Holy Palace twisted and collapsed completely in just a moment.

Although Lin Fengmian could easily enter the formation with the Moon Shadow Dragon Qi, what was the use of keeping this formation?

Would he keep it to hinder his escape when he couldn't control the dragon energy?

The formation was broken, and Commander Liao, who was in charge of the formation, spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Lin Fengmian in horror, and felt a sense of powerlessness.

The dragon energy was taken away, the formation was broken, how could he fight?

He was about to escape, but was killed by Lin Fengmian with a few moves, and he had no power to fight back.

As a sword sage with the dragon energy of the dynasty entangled, even the Moon Shadow Sword Emperor in the Holy Palace was not as powerful as him.

Lin Fengmian pulled up Zhenyuan and walked into the Holy Emperor Palace calmly. No one who came to stop him could stand up to him.

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In the Xutian Divine Realm.

Luo Xue had been fighting for several days, and her spirit was a little tired.

She defeated several opponents along the way, each one more difficult than the other, and it was also a huge loss for her.

At this moment, she was on an ice field, staring at the old man with two swords in the black cloth across from her.

This old man seemed to be from Guixu Bugui Tower, and his swordsmanship was mysterious and treacherous.

But under Luo Xue's fierce attack for most of the day, he still fell into a disadvantage.

The old man looked at Luo Xue with some regret, and smiled: "This fairy swordsmanship is divine, worthy of being the supreme disciple."

Luo Xue also admired this person very much, and said sincerely: "Senior's swordsmanship is cunning, I admire it."

The old man slowly reached out to untie the black cloth on his head, and said with some regret: "This is the fifth time I have entered this Xutian God Realm."

"Every time I lose when I am close to victory, maybe this is my fate, but I never believe in fate!"

After he said that, his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and then the whole person disappeared in an instant.

The old man slashed at her with a sword like an antelope hanging on a horn, which seemed extremely ordinary.

Luo Xue wanted to fight back, but this ordinary sword seemed to be full of flaws, and it seemed to have no flaws.

The real return to nature!

The old man's shining eyes seemed to be able to see all her moves and changes, completely blocking her retreat.

At this critical moment, Luo Xue's mind turned rapidly, and she couldn't help thinking about what Lin Fengmian would do in her place.

A cold light flashed in her eyes. She didn't dodge or avoid the sword, but took it head-on, choosing to trade injury for life.

I bet your sword is not as fast as mine!

The bright sword light lit up, and the two passed each other. Luo Xue fell to the ground, holding her lower abdomen.

The old man's eyes were filled with blood and tears, and a slight smile hung on the corners of his mouth. He looked back at the embarrassed Luo Xue with some regret.

"You win."

His body was covered with cracks and was in the process of collapse, but his body was torn apart by a sword.

The sword marks on Luo Xue's lower abdomen were recovering rapidly, and the broken sea of ​​qi was also reorganizing.

"I just took advantage of the Xutian Divine Realm. If it were in the outside world, I would have died with you."

"That also means that your sword is faster than mine. I am convinced of my defeat."

The old man laughed and said, "I am Jian Jiu of Bugui Tower. You must become a sword saint, little girl."

"After all, my opponents have become sword saints every time. Don't let my reputation as the number one sword grindstone be ruined!"

Luo Xue said solemnly, "I will live up to your trust!"

Jian Jiu slowly dissipated, and Luo Xue stood there in fear.

She took advantage of the magic of the Xutian Divine Realm to win half a move by chance.

If it were in the outside world, Jian Jiu's sword would not only make her lose all her cultivation, but also drag her to the underworld.

Thanks to that guy, I will not have to beat him up later!

After this battle, Luo Xue waited for a long time, but did not see any new opponents appear.

She understood that it would probably be the last battle!

After a while, a woman slowly appeared in front of Luo Xue. The two looked at each other in surprise.

"Senior sister?"

"Xue'er!"

Xu Tingyu said excitedly: "Xue'er, where have you been? Master and senior sister are worried!"

Luo Xue looked at her with a complicated look and said: "I'm sorry to worry you. After this battle, I will go back."

Xu Tingyu doubted: "Really?"

"Really!"

Luo Xue nodded seriously and said: "Senior sister, do it, I won't hold back, I hope you will do the same!"

Xu Tingyu glanced at Luo Xue unexpectedly and couldn't help laughing: "I thought I would say this."

Luo Xue said with some emotion: "If it was the me before, I might, but now I won't!"

"Why?" Xu Tingyu asked curiously.

"Because this honorable position has special meaning to me, I can't let it fall into the hands of others."

Luo Xue smiled and said: "I will tell my senior sister in detail when I go back. I'm in a hurry now!"

Xu Tingyu's face became serious when he heard the words, and he bowed seriously and said: "Qionghua Sect, Xu Tingyu, please teach me!"

Luo Xue bowed solemnly and said: "Qionghua Sect, Luo Xue! Please teach me!"

After the two sides reported their names to each other, they fought in an instant, with bright sword light, sword energy, and sword intent.

Although the two have the same master, Qionghua Supreme teaches according to their aptitude, so their sword intent is different.

Luo Xue has a free and easy personality, and her sword intent and sword moves are casual and ethereal, like an antelope hanging on a horn, without a trace.

Xu Tingyu was cautious and careful, and her sword moves were like a continuous drizzle, impenetrable and powerful, making her extremely difficult to deal with.

The two had practiced moves with each other in the Qionghua Sect, and they knew each other well.

But Xu Tingyu realized that Luo Xue in front of him was different from before the moment he fought with Luo Xue.

There were many more changes in her sword moves, with a bit of unstoppable killing intent.

This made Luo Xue's sword moves more decisive and agile, and her strength was more than doubled.

Xu Tingyu couldn't help but be happy about Luo Xue's changes, but he also played up his spirit.

She wouldn't give in, and Luo Xue didn't need her to give in!

In this battle, each one depends on his own ability!