At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's hair was standing up all over his body, and sweat beads kept popping up on his back, feeling extremely dangerous in his heart. His identity would be exposed at any time.

"No matter what, you must not stay in Liangyi Sect anymore. Now, everyone hasn't reacted yet, but it won't take long to guess someone on me." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint was obviously aware that Zhang Ruochen's situation was quite dangerous, so he snorted coldly and said, "Jiuyou, according to what you said, are you the most innocent person?"

Jiuyou Sword Saint smiled and said, "Xuan Ji, we have been our opponents for life. Don't you understand me yet? Is this kind of person who dares to be but not to be?"

Xuan Ji Sword Saint was silent for a moment and said, "I would rather believe that you said such words just before the decisive battle to disturb my state of mind."

The reason why Xuan Ji Sword Saint said this is actually a kind of protection for Zhang Ruochen, who wanted to guide everyone present to doubt the authenticity of the Nine Nether Sword Saint's words.

The Nine Nether Sword Saint still had a faint smile and admitted it calmly, saying, "That's right, I just want to disturb your mood. Otherwise, guess if your disciple was killed by me?"

There was a burst of curses in the crowd.

The second senior brother Zhu Hongtao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, it's so despicable. At such a critical moment, the Jiuyou Sword Saint actually used the death of his junior brother to disturb the master's mood."

"The person your master likes the most is the junior brother, and he has high hopes for him. I hope that the master can keep his mind and not be influenced by the words of the Nine Nether Sword Saint." The eldest brother, Saint Qingxiao, said with a serious expression.

Apart from Huang Yanchen, the brothers and sisters did not know that Zhang Ruochen was still alive.

Xuan Ji Sword Saint gave the letter of war to Jiuyou Sword Saint. In fact, to a certain extent, he also wanted to protect Zhang Ruochen so that no one could suspect that he was still alive.

At this moment, even if the Nine Nether Sword Saint said that he did not kill Zhang Ruochen, everyone would doubt the authenticity of his words.

The Nine Nether Sword Saint has to take the blame.

Next, the two sword saints fell completely silent and confronted each other, and the momentum that burst out from their bodies became stronger and stronger.

Regardless of whether the Nine Nether Sword Saint killed Zhang Ruochen or not, this battle is inevitable.

Because, Jiuyou Sword Saint and Xuanji Sword Saint both wanted to break through the realm they had dreamed of through this battle.

If they cannot reach that level, they will die in a hundred years and die completely due to their life span.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Almost at the same time, the Jiuyou Sword Saint and Xuanji Sword Saint turned into two pillars of sword energy, rushed upwards, and flew into the clouds.

Then, they stepped on the void and stood in the air. The powerful holy energy surged out of their bodies without reservation.

On the ground, the younger generation of monks felt a huge pressure, and their legs kept trembling, as if they were about to be pressed to kneel on the ground by the holy power emitted from the two sword saints.

The showdown between the two sword saints will inevitably cause huge destructive power, and even the saints are in danger of falling within a hundred miles.

"Activate the ancient Tai Chi formation." Ning Xuandao immediately ordered.

The next moment, in the ancient sacred mountain, seventy-two ancient array platforms started to rush out seventy-two white light columns, flew to the sky, connected together, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern.

The area within a radius of thousands of miles is completely covered by formations with the ancient sacred mountain as the center.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was also very nervous. He clenched his fists, looked up, and stared at the two sword saints.

"Master must win."

Zhang Ruochen has never been like this now, and he regards winning or losing so importantly.

Therefore, once defeated, it is death.

If it weren't for Xuan Ji Sword Saint, Zhang Ruochen would never have reached the supreme realm when he was in the battlefield of the Ruins. It is very likely that he had been killed by the evil masters in the black market.

If it weren't for Xuan Ji Sword Saint, Zhang Ruochen would have been caught in front of Chi Yao by Wanbao. As a loser, an ant, and a coward, he would eventually be suppressed and kneeled in front of Queen Chi Yao.

Perhaps, she will be killed for the second time.

For Zhang Ruochen, Xuan Ji Sword Saint is not just a master who preaches, receives karma and solves doubts, but also an elder who cares for him very well.

Be a teacher for one day and be a father for life.

It can be said that besides his parents, Xuan Ji Sword Saint is the person Zhang Ruochen respects the most.

Not only Zhang Ruochen, but also other brothers, Qingxiao Saint, Zhu Hongtao, Wan Ke... and others were also very nervous and worried about the safety of their master.

Above the sky, the two sword saints stood in two directions, twelve miles apart, and the sword intent, momentum and holy power radiated from their bodies had reached their peak.

The two were still standing there and had not started fighting yet.

However, the void between them kept ringing, with invisible sword energy colliding with each other.

In fact, the two of them have begun a fierce confrontation.

However, the two sword saints mobilized their sword intentions to show off, so their moves were not visible to the naked eye.

"boom."

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the sky, and a circle of white energy surged out of Xuan Ji Sword Saint like ripples on the water surface, trembling the Nine Nether Sword Saint backwards for hundreds of feet.

It is very clear that in the duel of sword intent, Xuan Ji's sword holy skills are superior and gain the upper hand.

"monstrous!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xuan Ji Sword Saint naturally took advantage of the victory to pursue, formed a seal with both hands, summoned the Torrent Sword, stretched out a finger, and pointed it towards the Jiuyou Sword Saint.

The turbulent sword dragged out nearly a hundred meters long light, like a bright meteor, quickly passing through the sky.

The showdown between sword cultivators must be carried out in one go, and the faith in winning must be invincible.

When Xuan Ji Sword Saint repelled Jiuyou Sword Saint with its sword intent, it not only increased its own momentum, but also suppressed Jiuyou Sword Saint's momentum.

As long as there is this energy, the balance of victory will quickly turn towards Xuanji Sword Saint.

The eyes of the Cangyue Sword Saint stared at the sky, nodded, and said, "In today's battle, Xuanji Sword Saint has a 70% chance of winning."

"In the past century, Xuan Ji Sword Saint has always focused on the sword path. However, Jiuyou Sword Saint has been plagued by the mundane affairs of the black market, so naturally it began to fall behind." Ning Xuandao said.

The Sword Saint of Burial Moon said again: "The three sword saints in the Eastern Region, Xuan Ji's swordsmanship, are the number one. Even without this decisive battle, he should have a chance to break through to that realm in his lifetime."

Thinking of that realm, the Sword Saint of Burial Moon and Ning Xuandao both showed a look of longing. If there was no big opportunity, even they would probably not be able to break through in their lifetime.

Unless they can fight as hard as Xuan Ji Sword Saint and Jiuyou Sword Saint, they may still get a certain opportunity.

"Wow—"

The sky in the south has completely turned into darkness.

Widths of black smoke gathered at the feet of the Nine Nether Sword Saint, emitting a cold and scent of the cold.

Nine black ancient swords flew out from the eyebrows of the Nine Nether Sword Saint, arranged in nine directions of his body.

The Nine Swords quickly rotated around, and finally they gathered together. The quick sword rushed forward and collided with the surging sword that Xuan Ji Sword Saint.

"Boom."

The collision of the two swords gave birth to dense sword energy, like water waves, surging out in all directions.

Some of the sword energy flew thousands of miles away and fell to the ground, still exploding powerful power, leaving large pits with diameters of dozens of meters on the ground.

The warriors from Liangyi Sect and Shentai City also saw the sword energy flying through the sky. Each sword energy was like a meteorite passing through the sky, making a harsh sound of breaking the wind.

Those who didn't know the truth thought that the stars outside the sky had fallen, which made people feel frightened and immediately knelt down and bowed.

Gradually, the bodies of Jiuyou Sword Saint and Xuanji Sword Saint completely disappeared, completely covered by sword energy, and only the sound of fighting was heard one after another.

Only the only people at the level of Burial Moon Sword Saint and Ning Xuandao can continue to watch the battle.

This battle was a whole day, and it was not over until nightfall.

Suddenly, the face of the Zangyue Sword Saint changed slightly, and he said in confusion: "What's wrong, something is wrong. Xuan Ji Sword Saint clearly has an absolute advantage, why does the power it swings become weaker? Did something unexpected happen?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart tightened, and he felt an ominous premonition. He immediately walked over to the Jianyue Sword Saint and asked, "Sword Saint, what is going on with Xuanji Sword Saint?"

There was a "boom".

Before the Zaiyue Sword Saint responded, Xuan Ji Sword Saint fell from above the sky, fell heavily to the ground, and smashed a huge pit.

The diameter of the pit is 100 meters, and the ground around it is completely broken and protruding.

A black giant sword was inserted in the center of Xuanji Sword Saint's pit, and a pair of old eyes staring straight into the direction of the sky, pronounced the last two words: "Old...Four..."

Then, he completely lost his life.

However, his voice was too weak, and no one heard it except himself.

In the sky, the black clouds gradually faded away, revealing a bright moon, with rays of moonlight falling on the body of Xuanji Sword Saint, making this scene even more desolate.

At this moment, time seemed to be still.

The Jiuyou Sword Saint was covered in blood. It flew down from the sky and appeared next to the pit. It glanced at Xuanji Sword Saint's body, and a look of confusion appeared in its eyes.

Even he couldn't figure out how suddenly the strength of Xuan Ji Sword Saint had dropped so severely that he could not stop his sword.

However, no matter what, he finally won the final battle.

"Wow!"

The Nine Nether Sword Saint waved his arm and took back the holy sword.

"Master!"

The Qingxiao Saint, Zhu Hongtao, Wan Ke, Feng Han, Lingshu Half Saint, and Huang Yanchen immediately rushed into the pit and surrounded Xuanji Sword Saint.

Even though some of them had become saints, they still knelt on the ground and all cried bitterly.

“Master………………”

In the camp of Liangyi Sect, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he was hit by five thunders. His heart was so painful that he could not stop the tears in his eyes. He bent his legs and knelt down in the direction of Xuanji Sword Saint.
Chapter completed!