Above the vast lonely sea, a woman wearing a green sermon robe and thin body floated on the sea very lightly. At this time, the wind and waves were strong, and waves were several meters high. A huge wave that was several times taller than the woman, fell towards the woman with a surging momentum.

The light ripples of energy were gently waved by the woman's hands, and quickly approached the huge waves that were falling. A strange scene suddenly appeared on the sea. The extremely high waves, after being invaded by the female energy, became shorter and smaller waves appeared at the bottom of the waves, and instead faced the huge waves that followed behind.

The waves that seemed to have completely disproportionately collided with each other, but the huge waves were rapidly shrinking by the continuous small waves. In a moment, the second huge wave had turned into continuous small waves and rolled back in reverse.

At this moment, looking at the place where the woman had just passed, it was actually calm, which formed an incredible inverse proportion to the turbulent sea surface in front of her. Could it be that the calm sea surface was entirely caused by the woman's sword energy? The woman's sword was too terrible.

The man in black, tightly wrapped around his body, appeared out of thin air on the sea. In just a moment, he had already caught up with the woman who was slowly drifting forward. The woman seemed to be completely unaware of the arrival of the man in black. "It is worthy of being the fourth legendary master in the world. It is really incredible to practice Wudang Tai Chi to such a level!"

The fourth legendary master in the world? Could it be that this woman was silent for many years and had no news? The woman turned her body gently and faced a man in black who was tightly wrapped in black. Her expression was extremely peaceful, and she seemed to be smiling in her eyes, a faint smile that was extremely faint but never stopped.

The twilight of the sea breeze, the untied long hair covered nearly half of the face. The man in black exclaimed, "It's really unbelievable that your cultivation has actually progressed to this level. It seems that in just a few years, you have actually realized two major hurdles in succession, and you can get the name of legends, and there is no time to be idle!"

Wu Se said in a plain tone, "I have said that I have no intention of joining the Tianmeng." The man in black smiled strangely and said, "Why is the Tianmeng going? You and Tianmeng are friends. Now you don't need my explanation and you naturally understand. Even if you don't agree with the Tianmeng's process of acting, we all hope to achieve the results. Why should we reject Tianmeng so much?"

Wu Se shook his head gently and said, "Sword itself has no purpose, neither do I. The key must be opened, it is just something that I have to accomplish on the road I am walking on." The man in black smiled and said, "What's the difference?"

Wu Se whispered, "The difference is that for me, the result is not necessary and certain, but for you, the result is indispensable. Your obsession lies in the result, and I have no obsession."

The man in black laughed out loud, "Twilight, maybe you are really different from us in this regard, but you don't have obsession in your heart? Do you draw your sword to Yiyun!?" The man in black had accumulated his skills as he spoke, waiting for the unexpected twilight artistic conception that would appear instantly.

Wu Se's expression was calm, but there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes. The man in black was surprised and shocked, "The desire that he could not let go is the evil sword, that is the sword path that the senior brother would not turn back, and Wu Se's sword is the kind path that the senior brother could not walk. If you and me are concerned about you and me, Yi is not the senior brother, and Wu Se is not worthy of walking this path that the senior brother could not walk."

The man in black was silent for a while and sighed, "Although I expected your achievements, I didn't expect you to have achieved such achievements. There shouldn't be so many great masters in the world, but they appeared. The opportunity is unfounded and cannot be controlled by anyone. Since you insist on this, I can't force it anymore. I just hope that you understand that what the Tianmeng does is not selfish, the key is never a person's key..."

The man in black turned around and wanted to leave. Wu Se's tone was plain, but with great affirmation, he said, "I will regret it... absolutely perfect without any flaws, it is a fatal flaw in itself." The man in black paused slightly when he heard this, and he was silent for a moment and said, "Who can know before the last moment? Who can be sure?" After saying that, he flashed and left, Wu Se's expression turned around and continued to float towards the vast sea...

The light flashed on the little sword's body. I didn't know that the little sword could be said to be the final form that the martial arts that I could understand at present were finally completely integrated. The little sword slowly pulled out the Dongshenghua Mountain at its waist, pointing to the sky, and the blue light completely covered the small sword. Dongshenghua Mountain lit up the blue light that shone straight for a hundred miles.

The disciples of the Huashan Sect who practiced within a hundred miles of Huashan Sect, at the waist, the long sword in their hands slowly flew high under the illumination of the green light, and kept trembling and making sounds. A strange scene appeared at the top of the Huashan Sect, and countless sharp blades flew to one place to form an extremely huge sword character.

The crowds of people coming and going within a hundred miles of Huashan Sect were stunned by the magical scenes that appeared high in the sky. Countless Huashan Sect disciples who were practicing in the practice cave were either following the flying swords or running out at the shouts of others, staring at the huge sword words that continued to emit green light in the sky...

Bucun couldn't help but slowly stood up, raised his head and stared at the magical scene in the sky, and a feeling of inexplicable excitement arises in his heart. Xiaojian finally succeeded and finally cultivated into the Supreme Dongshengji Sword Sect. Xiaojian's tone was cold, "It should be the last duel." Bucun knew that Xiaojian was going to challenge Senior Sister Xier again...

At the top of Piaomiao Peak, Rong'er's face was pale and said in a trembling voice, "There was a strange phenomenon at the height of the Huashan Sect. He finally practiced into the Jijian Sect..." How could Rong'er not be so disobedient? Several people knew in their hearts that since Xier gave Xiaojian the promise for her own reasons.

Xiaojian has been constantly adjusting his attributes to defeat Xier for decades. Xier's martial arts and attributes are not perfect. Xiaojian has spent decades. Because his martial arts cannot match the magic skills without traces, he would rather be reborn than learn Dugu Zongzhu, Mingji, Blood Heart, and Tears, and try every one of them. Finally, he succeeded, and he finally found Xier's martial arts flaws.

Le'er said coldly, "It's a pity that he has spent so many years just to defeat Xi'er, but in the end, he will find that everything is in vain after all! I will kill him with my own hands..." Rong'er hurriedly grabbed Le'er who was about to go down the mountain, "Le'er, you can't kill him now! He is one step ahead of you after all."

Le'er shook her long hair and said in a cold voice, "I know I'm still a little short, but I can still kill him. Even if I fight for my life, I will never let Xi'er marry him." Ling'er ran close to the two in panic and said, "Xi'er is gone!" The three of them changed their faces...

Le'er shook Rong'er away and ran quickly towards Huashan Mountain, "You know that there is no possibility of defeating him in this battle..." Rong'er and Ling'er followed closely and chased after him. How could he be so fast? How could he reach such a state so quickly...

At the height of the Huashan School, the huge blue sword character still continues to emit rumors, and more and more people come to watch the news.

A red shadow suddenly appeared in front of Bucun and Xiaojian. Xier's eyes were cold, and her long purple-red hair was filled with internal energy and slowly danced strangely and irregularly. Her whole body was completely covered with purple-red energy. Xier said coldly, "If you lose, you will die."

Xiao Jian said in a cold tone, "I remember that only by killing you in the duel can you defeat you." Bucun slowly retreated, Bucun knew that a terrible decisive battle was about to begin, which was unimaginable to people in the world. In Bucun's mind, Xier was undefeated, and so was Xiao Jian, but there should be only one undefeated, who would it be?

Le'er, Rong'er, Ling'er, and the cruel and gentle four people were running fast. Suddenly, more than a hundred men in black in Tianbian suddenly appeared in front of them. The leader was tightly wrapped in black clothes, but the two beside him pointed to Jiansha and Danxin. Le'er was very anxious. If he was entangled by the other party at this time, it would definitely not work!

The man in black said in a strange tone, "I didn't expect that the decisive battle that everyone pushed together would end early because of this change. Only my Sword Sect was born at this time. It's really a pity that you are defeated. Even if everyone in the Tian Alliance dies today, they will never let you rush to Mount Hua."

Le'er's long hair turned into purple-red hues, and the length suddenly increased several times. He danced around his body in irregularities, and his eyes fell into depression. "You want to block my way too!" The man in black retreated quickly towards Le'er, Rong'er had already jumped up, swung his fists with all his strength, and thirty-six giant dragons soared and attacked the man in black.

One hundred and eight masters of sword-holding heavenly blade formed a sword formation and rushed towards the four people. The man in black groaned and was shaken back seven steps by Rong'er's punch. He was shocked, "The three witches of Lingjiu Palace, indeed, none of them are simple people. Rong'er's internal strength is probably no match for anyone in the world."

More than 300 physical sword shadows suddenly appeared in the air, and they blocked all the attacks of the masters of the flying 108 Heavenly Blades. Ming'er appeared in the field and said in a plain tone, "Can you block us?" A green shadow beside the man in black jumped into the field.

The visitor was wearing a Taoist robe and a hat, which made people unable to see his appearance. There was a knife hanging around his waist. His tone was extremely cold and arrogant, "What about me?" Rong'er showed surprise, "How could you enter the world again..." The visitor's tone was arrogant, "Give up, remembering the past love, and you will never be embarrassed by the key. With the sword formation that Tianmeng has been running for many years and the four of us, you will never be able to rush out alive."

Le'er answered with his actions, and his figure rushed towards the four people quickly. The long purple-red hair surrounding his body covered all four people like millions of soft whips. His legs and hands instantly attacked six times at each of them. Rong'er punched out his two fists twice. Ming'er launched his sword force, and the physical sword shadows in the sky attacked the master Bailing Eight-Dian Blade. Ling'er followed Rong'er with all his strength to push his palms and attacked him. His cruel and gentle body flashed, followed Le'er closely, and made up for Le'er's weakness of not being good at attacking in groups with his own speed.
Chapter completed!