Difficulty: So I am an undercover villain

Chapter 238
On Three Magic Peaks.

The Dao of Heaven sat cross-legged, tempering his own sword intent to the extreme, and a sword of nothingness condensed with sword intent emerged around him.

The sword chants and sharp cries echo each other on the peak, and there are a total of 81 handles in detail, which is the extreme number of nine, and also represents the state of great sword intent.

If Shen Yifei saw this scene, I don't know how he would feel. The pure sword state he had been pursuing was realized in the avatar.

A stream of light descended, revealing the figure of Ji Kunpeng.

The moment he appeared, dozens of sword shadows trembled slightly, pointing at the person coming.

Although it was sword intent, he could still feel the piercing sharpness.

Rushing footsteps sounded, and Ji Kunpeng walked towards the way of the sky. As he moved, the sword shadow also moved.

"Unexpectedly, you can cultivate your sword intent to such an extent!"

With a sigh of admiration, Tianzhidao opened his eyes, and the sword shadows around him turned into sword intent and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"What's the matter, what's his state now?" Tian Zhidao got up and asked.

"Better than expected, not possessed by demons, but a new personality was born, and I hate the three religions and... Su Zhenzhen!"

Ji Kunpeng said with a smile.

"That way there should be no indiscriminate killing."

Hearing the word Su Zhenzhen, the Tao of Heaven didn't respond, and walked towards him with Zhi Bubai wrapped around his waist: "Is there something you are looking for?"

"There is indeed one thing, about Ghost Blade Xishen!"

Ok?
With a slight doubt, Tian Zhidao told the story of Ren Pingsheng's appearance and intervention that day.

"But do you think Ghostblade Evening Scar is troublesome?"

While speaking, his hand was already on the sword at his waist.

Ji Kunpeng glanced at Tian Zhidao and shook his head. He didn't come here to target Ghost Blade Xihen, but just wanted to understand why Tian Zhidao missed.

At this critical moment, there is no room for the Tao of Heaven to make a mistake, and any change in him may become the final cause of failure.

"There will be wear and tear in the battle. Things have developed to the present, and they should not return to the right track. From now on, you can't make a move if you don't make a move.

Leave everything to me and Taiyao Huangjin, you try to temper your sword intent and adjust yourself to the peak! "

"Your time is running out, please!"

Unraveling the doubts, Ji Kunpeng went to the summit of the kings to attend the meeting without stopping to say goodbye.

And Ren Pingsheng's appearance, although out of expectation, is also considered a favor, and maybe he can make some efforts to add another point of protection to the plan. As for Ghost Blade Xihen
He didn't want to conflict with the Taishang Mansion.

Therefore, the opening of Youdu still requires the three brothers to lead the limit of heaven and earth, as long as he doesn't come out and jump around, it doesn't matter if he is left alive!

A cold light flashed in Ji Kunpeng's eyes.

Sigh, you'd better keep your little nephew under control!

Seal the sword tower.

The thick stone door opened slowly, and a figure rushed out of it like a runaway hummer.

Ghost Blade Xihen, who had just unsealed the sword, galloped towards the distance freely.

"I finally waited for this day. I don't know who will be lucky enough to be my first sword sacrificer."

There was a long whistle of joy, and it gradually drifted away until it disappeared.

Tan Xiqi stood on the Sword Sealing Tower, watching his leaving back, and shook his head secretly.

"Then it's your turn to fulfill the promise. The Way of Heaven!"

But, where did you hide?
Playing with the strange crystal in his hand, sighing that Xiqi is not in a hurry, as long as this crystal is still in his hand, the other party will naturally come to find him.

On the other side, the two sword masters in white who had completed the task rushed to Fudo City, halfway through the journey.

"Someone is chasing us, and the cultivation level is not simple!"

Sensing a breath approaching behind him, the sword master in white reminded him in a deep voice.

Luo Zishang chuckled and stopped his figure.

"Tianji City can't be exposed for the time being, let's solve it on the spot!"

Hearing the words, Bai Yi also stopped in his tracks, and Motun's imprint appeared at the feet of the two of them, and the formation of Tianxie Liu was ready.

"It's coming, pay attention!"

As Luo Zishang's voice fell, bloodstained sword energy split the sky and descended.

The two stood up to resist, and the Tianxie wheel transformed into a light curtain.

boom!
The sword energy struck the light curtain, making a loud noise, and the sword array collapsed faintly.

"So strong, be careful."

Young Master Bai Yijian reminded.

As soon as the words fell, Ghost Blade Xihen with black and white hair was in front of her eyes.

The red streamer flashed across, and Xihen's sword edge pierced through the light curtain and approached Bai Yi's throat.

The Tianxie Liu formation is good at attacking, the light curtain of the sword shadow was broken, the sword master in white was not surprised, he raised his hand and turned it into light, and the heretic sword flowed into his hand.

Ding!
There was a clanging sound, and the famous weapons clashed, and then the two swung their swords like rain, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of sparks had burst out.

After a brief trial of sword moves, the three parties distanced themselves.

Ghost Blade Xihen hung his sword and looked at the two of them coldly.

"Although I try my best to hide it, but for me who has been familiar with Yiqiu Nian and Fengzhi swordsmanship for many years in the Sword Sealing Tower, I can see through your identities at a glance. Take off the mask and use all your strength!"

"Sword Master in White, Luo Zishang!"

"Oh? If you have a history, report your name!"

The dispute on the sword reveals the identity in one word.

Yu Liuyuan took off his mask, revealing a handsome face, and the Demon Sword Wolf also took off his mask when he saw this, his white clothes were like snow, and he had a bit of aloofness under the cold wind.

"Remember whoever killed you, Ghost Blade Xishen!"

"boast!"

With a cold snort, Luo Zishang took the lead in making the first move with the jade jade sword in his hand.

The sword ruffian has been passed down from generation to generation, Linqiu's sword will be swayed as before, and Yuan Gong is restrained to show the calmness of the sword.

After several times of swordsmanship competition, Ghost Blade Xihen suddenly resorted to the trick of ghost flow.

"Lone ghost flow. Wandering in a foreign land."

The long sword shouted loudly, and with a leap, the epee slashed at Luo Zishang's head.

Unexpectedly, the other party's ultimate move came out instantly, Luo Zishang hastily blocked it with his horizontal sword.

when!
A wave of air spread around, the domineering force transmitted the ground to rip apart, Luo Zishang bent his knees, and then was shocked by the powerful force and couldn't help backing up, blood gushing out from the tiger's mouth.

Jian Shao in white stepped forward to join the battle, and the sword of Fengzhi came out casually, dragging a string of white afterimages on his figure.

"Good come!"

Ghost Blade Xihen didn't care about the opponent's wheel-to-wheel battle, but his fighting spirit became even higher.

After Luo Zishang recovered his breath, the three of them fought together.

Ding Ding Ding.
Ghost Blade Xihen's ghost steps are erratic, his swordsmanship is fierce and domineering, and he is familiar with the swordsmanship of the two, so he still has the upper hand with one against two.

During the fierce battle, Ghost Blade Xihen taunted him.

"That's the only way, then that Yiqiu Nian really can't rest in peace!"

"You can say that, it shows that you don't know the old man enough, let alone me." Luo Zishang's sword moves as usual.

Ghost Blade Xihen's words were not taken to heart at all in his tone.

Trash talk is also a skill in combat, and if used properly, it can cause quite a shock to the opponent's heart.

"The two of you combined, can you compare with a Wind Scar?"

Seeing that Luo Zishang was not affected, Ghost Blade Xihen sent the two of them back with a sword strike, and turned his target to Sword Master Bai Yi.

"Stop talking nonsense, the wind leaves traces."

With a deep voice, the white-clothed swordsman merged with the sword, and the wind swept across the ghost blade Xihen.

"The autumn wind and frost fall into the water and the sky is cold."

Luo Zishang cooperated with the sword moves.

Two sword beams came towards Ghost Blade Xihen, one left and one right, but saw Ghost Blade abandon the sword and transform into a palm, and when Yuan Gong was mobilized, a scarlet air flow sprayed out.

"Sha Yu evil man!"

The sword tip pierced into the airflow and was blocked for a moment, Ghost Blade Xihen seized the opportunity, kicked the Xihen sword and flew up while holding the sword, Dugui Liuying shuttled between the two.

【The Profound Truth of Ghosts. Evening Flow Slash】

The figure turned into a cloud of ghost mist, Luo Zishang only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the bright red sword had been pierced into his chest, followed by a spout of ghostly air, and he flew backwards.

"Luo Zishang!"

Seeing that Luo Zishang was injured, the brows of Bai Yi raised his eyebrows angrily, and he made an instant move.

【Remnant Wind Sword Shadow】

As soon as the footsteps were stepped, several afterimages appeared, moving in unison, stabbing towards Ghost Blade Xihen.

But seeing Ghost Blade Xihen's long sword piercing the ground, the sword stabbed out like the ground, and the afterimage disappeared immediately after being attacked.

Seeing the body in white clothes, Ghost Blade Xihen swung out with a sword as heavy as a thousand jun.

when!
His strength was weak by three points, and the white robe stepped back a few steps. Before he could stabilize his figure, he stepped forward again, and the sword move started again, and the sword's momentum was like madness.

"The wind sword walks without a trace."

"Are you crazy? Very good, let's see how crazy your speed can be!"

Excitement appeared on Ghost Blade Xihen's face.

The long sword was let go, and it rotated around the body, bringing the air around it and turning it into a boundless storm, forming a natural battlefield of wind.

"Lone Ghost Flow. Zero World Whirlwind."

In order to stimulate the battle, Ghost Blade Xihen took the initiative to create a favorable battlefield for the sword master in white.

In the middle of the storm, the two faced each other across the air.

"Sword, the most important thing is to be calm in pleasure."

Feeling the sword state of traces of wind, the white robe whispered, holding the negative sword in his hand, the condensed wind became solid, and the sword light turned into a blade and spun out.

"That's exciting enough!"

Seeing that the white clothes were pushed to the limit, Ghost Blade Xihen's eyes became more and more hot.

"Lone ghost flow. Desperate Jianghu."

"Wind Scar!"

In the confrontation of extreme moves, the sky and the earth are dark, leaving only white marks and blood glows passing by alternately.

The collision of power and speed, a life-and-death move, after disappearing in smoke.

The wind stops. The sword breaks!

Click!

It turned out to be even more powerful, the sword of heresy broke in response to the sound, and at the same time a blood mist sprayed from the neck of the white robe.

Ah!
"Ha ha ha ha."

Ghost Blade Xihen laughed loudly, showing his unruly attitude.

"Next is you, the shame of defeat, Ghost Blade will take it!"

He raised his hand to take the two different spectrums into his hands, then retracted his sword and strode away.

After he left, the blood-stained and lonely figure fell down suddenly, and the world was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, two short figures came near the battlefield, and seeing the two familiar people on the ground, Qin Jiaxian exclaimed.

"It's Sword Master Bai Yi and Luo Zishang!"

Before Ye Tuling could react, he rushed towards the two of them.

After some inspection, Qin Jiaxian's complexion was ugly.

"White clothes. Dead!"

"Luo Zishang is still breathing." Yetuling on the other side shouted.

"Quick! Send it to Fudo City for treatment."

Qin Jiaxian shouted quickly.

Immediately, the two rushed to Fudo City with their white clothes and Luo Zishang in their arms.

　Suddenly found that it is not unbearable to eat a few mouthfuls of food every night...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)