Chapter 840: Linked to Each Other, Victory, the Battle that Year, Was It the Work of a Saint?

As Ci Song's words fell, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a huge sword shadow rushed out from the sword body, sweeping towards Zhongmei with a sweeping force.

At this critical moment, a faint golden light suddenly appeared on Zhong Mei's body. The golden light was like an indestructible armor, tightly wrapping Zhong Mei's whole body in it.

At the same time, the sword shadow instantly struck the chest of Yan Sheng's phantom, and together with the sharp spear light released by Bai Ye, they formed a terrifying force that destroyed the heaven and earth, and instantly submerged the entire Yan Sheng's phantom.

"boom!"

After a deafening loud noise, Yan Sheng's shadow completely dissipated into the invisible like a torn rag.

But Zhong Mei just swayed slightly, with a look of incredible horror on his face. He widened his eyes and stared at the long sword in Ci Song's hand, as if he saw something incredible.

At the same time, the streamers who were attacking Zhong Qi all began to behave abnormally. They drew strange trajectories in the air, as if they were disturbed by some mysterious force. Except for a few "kill" tactics that still maintained their original trajectory and continued to move forward, the rest of the streams of light passed through the air at the moment they were about to touch Zhong Qi.

And those "kill" tactics that successfully hit Zhong Qi did not cause any substantial damage to him. Instead, they passed directly through his "body" and reached the ground.

Obviously, what Zhong Qi saw in front of him was another mirage dream.

"It turned out to be a real difficult sword. No wonder, no wonder."

Zhong Mei looked at the long sword in Ci Song's hand with a hilt that was almost as long as the sword body, with a bitter smile on his face. He could clearly feel the very familiar aura on this sword, and this aura, It is not the reflected shadow inspired by the soul of Han Sheng, but the genuine Sword of Difficulty.

"It turns out that your real killing move is here. The moment Bai Xiaozi used Han Sheng's soul to write the killing formation to contain me, I felt a strong mirage dragon talent. I thought it was just Ci Xiaozi who used it to hide his aura. , prepare to attack me."

"But I didn't expect that you actually used your mirage talent to create an illusion, allowing me to focus all your attention on Zhong Xiaozi. Finally, when I broke the Huzi Jue to fight back, you used the Difficult Sword to sneak attack on me. , interlocking with each other, I have to say, it’s really beautiful.”

A bitter smile appeared on Zhong Mei's face, but there was a trace of relief in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhong, you are ridiculous. The strength of the three juniors is indeed not as good as the old man. We will not be your opponent in a head-on battle, so we have to make this decision."

After hearing Zhong Mei's words, Ci Song showed a humble smile on his face and spoke. "If you lose, you lose. I have been a semi-saint for more than a thousand years, but now I have been shattered by three of you who are no more than a hundred years old. I am completely convinced that I have lost."

After saying that, Zhong Mei raised his hand and the surrounding world changed again, and everyone returned to the square in front of Wenxin Hall.

At this moment, Zhong Mei returned to his old look, smiled, fanned the cattail leaf in his hand, and sat back on his recliner.

"I'm old. It's really impossible to refuse to accept old age."

Although Zhong Mei said this, his aura did not change at all. He was still as powerful as before. Obviously, he was not affected by the defeat in the battle just now.

"I'm talking about Lao Zhongtou, it was too obvious what you were holding back just now, wasn't it? You, a descendant of Saint Luya, actually used Yan Saint's virtual shadow and also used the Killing Word Art. What's the difference between this and cutting off your arms? Why didn't you give in to me when you fought against me?"

Xue Fufeng took a step forward, looked at Zhong Mei's appearance, and said jokingly.

"How can it be the same? Back then, you just broke through to the sub-sage. You thought Tianyuan was invincible and you were so arrogant. If I didn't suppress your spirit, you wouldn't be able to go to heaven?" When Zhong Mei heard this, his eyes widened and he became angry. He looked towards Xue Fufeng.

"Besides, I have my reasons for using Yan Sheng's phantom. If I use Zu Shengzi Lu's phantom, do you think this test is still meaningful?"

Zhong Mei's words made Xue Fufeng slightly stunned, and then an embarrassed smile appeared on his face. He naturally knew that Zhong Mei was telling the truth. If Zhong Mei used the phantom of Saint Zilu to perform the Yu Zi Jue, it would be impossible for the three of Ci and Song Dynasties. Break down Zhongmei's defense.

Even if Ci Song held the sword of difficulty, it would be impossible. "Thank you, old gentleman, for keeping your hand." Ci Song said to Zhong Mei.

"There is no need to thank me. The three of you all have a lot of opportunities, which is enough to show that you are blessed with good luck. If I hit you too hard and hurt you, it may affect your fate. As a descendant of Saint Ziluya, I will naturally You can’t do such an outrageous thing.”

Zhong Mei had a kind smile on his face and spoke slowly.

"Let's get down to business. I'll talk to you about what I knew back then."

Zhong Mei gently waved the feather fan in his hand and swung his rocking chair, with a somewhat nostalgic look in his eyes, "My qi-gazing technique can not only see through other people's cultivation, but most importantly, it can improve my ability." Talent perception ability.”

"Although I stay in this 72nd pass all day, I can sense everything in Tianguan. Before that war, I could see clearly the scene in the 300 temporary passes."

"But when the battle of guarding the pass occurred, I didn't notice anything abnormal. In my perception, the three hundred temporary passes were still operating normally."

"It was not until the aliens broke through all the temporary passes and really came to the Tianguan battlefield that I reacted, but by then, everything was too late."

Zhong Mei's face showed a look of reminiscence, as if he had returned to the war of that year. "Later, I realized that it was not that someone had obscured my perception, but that my perception was obscured by all the things in the three hundred temporary passes at the same time, which made me fail to notice the abnormality."

"In other words, someone changed the aura of all things in the three hundred temporary passes, making the old man mistakenly believe that everything was normal. Usually, only saints can do this. "

"Except for the Chaos Immortal Clan who has been secluded from the world, there are no so-called saint-level strongmen among the alien races. The Chaos Immortal Clan has an agreement with our Tianyuan Continent that saint-level strongmen are not allowed to interfere in the dispute between the Tianyuan Continent and the Chaos Realm. Those who violate it will be backfired by the Great Dao."

"Therefore, I conclude that this person must be from the Tianyuan Continent, which means that it was done by one of our own people."

Zhong Mei's words made everyone fall into silence. It was the first time they heard of such a thing, which also made Bai Ye and Zhong Chang's backs cold.

...