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Chapter 1176 Jianzi, your life has nothing to do with me

In the tragic starry battlefield, the wreckage of warships and fighter planes was scattered all over the ground, emitting flames and smoke, burning in the vacuum. The galaxies on all sides were shattered, and even the meteorites were turned into powder.

There are cracks in space everywhere, and they cannot be healed for a long time.

In this ruined battlefield, a young man in blue sat cross-legged calmly, with a chipped flying sword and a broken arm covered in scarlet blood in front of him, which were fished out from the starry sky.

Jiang Ding stared at the severed arm.

Generally speaking, cultivators, especially high-level ones, would die instantly if their Dharma bodies were pierced by the enemy's magic weapons, and their flesh and blood would be turned into powder. The physiques of pure Dharma cultivators and sword cultivators were too fragile.

The situation this time is somewhat special.

The mass of dried flesh and blood fought to the end and was also exhausted and lacked magic power. In the end, Jiang Ding cut off his arm to survive. He took the initiative to cut off his right arm before the opponent's attack came to prevent the terrible power of blood order from affecting his body.

Now, more than 90% of the cells in this severed arm are broken and have lost all vitality. It also contains a sinister curse and a soul trap. Once connected to the body, the soul will sink instantly and become a puppet clone of the Blood Dao powerhouse.

Keng!
Jiang Ding shot out sword energy to seal the severed arm to prevent the injury from getting worse, and then took it back to the Immortal Gate for treatment.

As for why they didn't let Hei or Da Ri Tian Chi handle it...

A gloomy look appeared on Jiang Ding's face.

"Hei, since that old guy has been defeated, why don't you kill him?"

"At least we shouldn't let him escape!"

"Their escape will bring me great trouble and will reveal my existence to the higher realms!"

“Although it may not be leaked, and it may not attract the attention of the terrifying immortal force in the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm of the Upper Realm, this danger has already appeared!”

There was anger in his tone, even a hint of murderous intent, but it was controlled.

Even now, Hei is still unwilling to deal with his injuries, needless to say.

That was fine, he never completely trusted the other person.

"Jianzi, I'm not sure if your fight is over yet."

Hei's voice was very calm from beginning to end, and did not change at all because of Da Ri Jian Zi's accusation: "I will not participate in battles below the level of Refining Void. This is the order given to me by the successive Sword Masters."

"The sword masters of all generations have no relationship with you, and they don't even know you. Naturally, they won't have any emotional fluctuations because of your death or immortality. Maybe they will even cheer and watch the show with interest."

“As for letting that Blood Dao Mighty’s clone escape, thus attracting the attention of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm to you.”

"This is what the sword masters of all generations would like to see."

"They hope that you will be constantly in trouble, die in such trouble, or transcend it."

"Please remember that the inheritance of the Sword Pavilion is my duty, but your life is not."

"The only battle I can do for you is to take you and flee when the Void Refining Monk attacks you directly. Other than that, there is nothing else."

"It's your life, please take care of yourself."

His voice was cold and calm, reciting the icy laws of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion one by one.

"……I see."

"I was obsessed and unknowingly substituted the Sun Sword Pavilion for the Immortal Gate. It's my fault. Please forgive me."

Jiang Ding's anger gradually subsided and he bowed slightly to apologize.

The Sun Sword Pavilion was known for its ruthlessness even among the immortal sects, but he had unknowingly developed a sense of belonging to it, which was really not right.

Great Sun Heritage,

It is not equivalent to the life of Da Ri Jianzi.

Jiang Ding can be very sure that in this small world, and even in the Nine Spirit Realm, there is a hidden inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, which was personally arranged by the Sword Pavilion inheritance envoy in front of him who looks very respectful and has the Great Sun Flying Sword.

These hidden inheritances are like seeds, lurking and waiting. When the external environment is suitable and the situation is chaotic, an opportunity will arise. After the last generation of Great Sun Sword Masters dies, they will break out of the ground and reshape the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, instead of relying entirely on one person for the inheritance.

Hei maintained a respectful attitude and did not answer.

He didn't care whether Da Ri Jian Zi had any feelings for Da Ri Jian Ge.

The Great Sun Sword Master is the Great Sun Sword Pavilion itself.

Apart from that, all the disciples and elders were minor details, they could all be killed, they could all be abandoned, they were not important. It was impossible for a person to have no feelings for himself, let alone betray himself.

"Stop talking about this."

"Hei, you said the battle is not over yet?"

Jiang Ding looked beyond the distant starry sky and said calmly: "I think your judgment is wrong. There is no fighting below the Quasi-Emperor, even for me who is seriously injured now."

……

In the distant starry sky.

Ming Guangzi pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his eyes were burning and his face showed a look of struggle.

What is appearing in the distance now?
The modern Sun has fallen into a state of serious injury and near death!

Although he still looked like he had a complete body, he was definitely seriously injured and on the verge of death. That was a magic weapon of Lianxu's clone. If it touched him, he would die. What's more, his right arm was cut off!
It was a miracle that he didn't die immediately from such injuries. It's hard to say what strength he could still retain.

"Let's go, Ming Guangzi!"

The moment the situation became clear, Lord Shuoyang turned into a ray of golden light and flew towards the Small Thousand Worlds, unable to wait any longer.

"Don't you dare to make this decision?"

"What can you do in this world without danger? This must be a rare opportunity in the ages, and there will never be another one!"

Shuoyang Tianjun flew for a while, paused, looked back at Mingguangzi, very puzzled, and urged him repeatedly.

Ming Guangzi remained where he was, motionless.

"idiot!"

"Have you lost all your courage just because you failed in one battle?!"

Shuoyang Tianjun was so disappointed that he cursed: "No wonder you failed, such a coward, such a shame, do you think you are a true immortal noble, you don't fight for anything, and pie falls from the sky?"

"You deserve to be defeated!"

"Don't you want to restore the crown of the Great Sun Sword Master again?"

"damn it……"

He was a little angry and kept cursing, but he became more and more suspicious in his heart, so he stopped his solo actions.

Ming Guangzi remained unmoved.

He had a cold expression on his face, and finally made up his mind and put down the hilt of the sword.

"you……"

Shuoyang Tianjun was furious.

"Ha ha!"

"Shuoyang, that's not the Great Sun Crown."

Xi Pingan smiled and said, "Only those who defeat the Great Sun Sword Master who is at his peak state and are of the same level of swordsmanship can obtain the Great Sun Crown. If you kill the seriously injured and dying Jiang Dingzi now, you will get nothing."

"Of course, Hei won't stop it."

"You won't get anything. Your swordsmanship and swordplay won't improve. It's totally useless, except for venting your anger."

"Shuoyang, if you want to go, go by yourself. I assure you that Jiang Dingzi is definitely seriously injured and on the verge of death. His strength is only one hundredth of what it was before."

"If you can finally conquer this small world, everything will belong to you. The Beiyuan family will surely be able to revive again, and the golden bloodline will be glorious again."

He patiently and subtly encouraged her.

"That's all, that's all..."

Lord Shuoyang sighed.

He looked like he had missed a good opportunity and was very disappointed with his friend, but he himself refused to move an inch.

(End of this chapter)