No one knew the result of the battle deep in the universe. Meng Xuan led the injured Yang Zhu and others to the south.

He was not sure what countermeasures had been taken by the ancient continent. At first glance, there were almost not many people on the entire continent, but there would definitely be no mistakes in chasing and protecting Feng Lixi.

The few people were seriously injured, and they were even more painful to be beaten by Meng Xuan, an indiscriminate attack. After finally recovering a little, Yang Zhu began to mutter.

"Meng Xuan, your grandmother raises a bear, and I will avenge you today sooner or later."

"I'll wait."

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes. Now he really can't do anything to Meng Xuan.

Zhao Lei was observing the green jade fragments in Meng Xuan's hand. After a while, he seemed to have discovered something. He asked in surprise: "Is this Yu Ningshuang?"

When using Qing, Meng Xuan activated the fragments, which were naturally not ordinary. Moreover, the aura of those fragments made him feel very familiar. After careful observation, he found that this aura was actually the aura of Yu Ningshuang.

Meng Xuan nodded: "Yes, this is Yu Ningshuang."

When Yang Zhu heard this, he immediately ignored the bitterness of his flesh and blood just now and exclaimed: "Yu Ningfrost is broken? How did it break?"

"I broke it myself!" Meng Xuan said lightly, extremely calm, as if it was just a trivial matter.

"Why?" Yang Zhu asked. He was puzzled. This was a soul treasure. If he had been, he would never be willing to make Lieyang gloves look like this.

"My Tao is the way of ice, not the way of swordsmanship. Yu Ningshuang not only made others think, but also made me involuntarily go far in the way of swordsmanship. I don't have the energy to learn so many ways. That's why I smashed Yu Ningshuang and made me clearly realize that what I practice is only the way of ice, not the two ways of Tao."

Meng Xuan explained slowly that from the beginning of his practice to the shattering of Yu Ningshuang, although he practiced the path of ice, he always used sword moves to activate it. Unconsciously, he was distracted from practicing the two Taoist patterns.

By the time he found out, he had already walked a long way and was extremely difficult to correct.

He is a person with great perseverance. If it were someone else, he might make mistakes and find ways to make the two Taoist patterns merge or go hand in hand. But Meng Xuan didn't. He knew that the best suited him was the Way of Ice. The Way of Swords might have helped a lot in the early days, but now it will only hinder himself.

Without too much hesitation, he chose to break and then stand up and do it himself. He hit Yu Ningshuang into pieces and no longer had the sword shape. Although his cultivation level was once frustrated, he successfully stayed away from the sword path from then on.

Now that he has succeeded, the sword path has become the past, and the ice path has gone further, and has become like Yang Zhu, and has the power of the Taoist realm, which is not weaker than him.

"You are really a move!" Yang Zhu shook his head. He knew better than others about the relationship between the master and the soul treasure.

Zhao Lei is the heart of the domineering person. Meng Xuan is the heart of the strong, and he will do whatever it takes to become stronger.

"Meng Xuan, what did my master understand? Can he win?" Jian Mingsheng asked worriedly.

The formation map of the Zhuxian Sword Formation was extremely huge, and it even covered their heads just now. This formation was indeed indescribable, but they still felt that it was not enough to face the Supreme.

Especially after that, the Zhuxian Sword flew over the top of his head, which triggered the evil spirit of the crypt under the back of the Red Building, which made Jian Mingsheng even more worried.

The crypt was triggered and the money was being re-sealed, and natural disasters continued. The Sword Saint actually used this extreme method. It was probably a way to fight with both jade and stone.

Meng Xuan did not answer, but just sighed.

When the Sword Saint saw that he was extremely talented and wanted to be a disciple, Meng Xuan had already felt that he shouldn't learn swordsmanship, so he refused. Later, in order to become stronger, he went to the secret realm of the Sword Saint with the Sword Saint.

It was a place full of golden aura, which was very suitable for practicing swordsmanship. But Meng Xuan suddenly found that he had gone astray, resolutely broke Yu Ningshuang, and focused on practicing the ice path.

Although the Sword Saint sighed in his heart, he also felt that this was not bad. Although there was no longer any guidance from the sword Tao in his subsequent practice, the Sword Saint was an old senior who had been practicing for hundreds of thousands of years. Many of his experiences were still helpful to the Ice Way.

Although the two have no name as master and apprentice, they have the reality of master and apprentice.

When he came back this time, the Sword Saint had already explained a lot to him on the way. Meng Xuan was not talkative, but he was a smart person. He already knew that this man, like a master, had the heart to burn his eyes.

He did not persuade, nor could he persuade. No one had the confidence to avoid such a great disaster. What's the use of persuasion?

When the Zhuxian Sword Formation Diagram appeared, he already knew that the Sword Saint was about to be dead, and he might have died at this moment.

Seeing Meng Xuan like this, Jian Mingsheng felt even more anxious, but he could do nothing.

When they were about to reach the Ghost Realm of Fengdu, everyone finally caught up with Feng Lixi who was heading south. A large number of monks from other worlds wanted to stop her, but they were killed by Huangfu Xuanbo's long sword without leaving any armor.

Meng Xuan immediately took action, and the enemy was frozen into pieces when Han Bing was directed to death.

"Here I'm back!" Huangfu Xuanbo didn't say much, just nodded.

Yang Zhu and others also recovered a lot, and a group of people took action and quickly swept the front.

When the few people headed south again, four streams of light suddenly flew over from a very far place, stopped in front of the sound of the sword, and the four swords of Zhu Xian were actually Zhu Xian.

A phantom flew out of the four swords, and it was the Sword Saint. This was the last remaining spiritual consciousness, and it was about to collapse.

"Talk the sword to Hong Kaiyuan. He is my disciple, but I didn't have time to teach him, so I can only make up for it."

After absorbing the evil energy of the cave, all the energy and spirit of the Sword Saint himself dissipated, locking the sword Zun with his sharp edge, chasing him all the way, never ending. However, at the last moment, he used secret techniques to peel off the four swords of Zhu Xian and sent them here with his remaining spiritual sense.

The soul treasure of the Sword Saint is a rare mother-child soul treasure. The four swords of Zhu Xian are derived from the sharpness, and they are also close to the innate treasure like the sharpness, with great power.

After saying this, the phantom immediately dissipated, and the four swords of Zhu Xian also burst into tears, and the aura of the sword saint on it no longer existed.

"Master!" Jian Ming shouted with grief and knelt heavily towards Zhongshenzhou. Everyone knew that the Sword Saint was dead.

When the great disaster comes, the world is about to fall, and no one can guarantee that they will escape this disaster. Sacrifice is necessary, and death is inevitable. I have been mentally prepared before the war, but when it comes, I find it difficult to accept it.

"Don't be so sad!" Suddenly, a strange sound appeared around, shocking everyone.

A moment later, a weird man with jewels and jewels appeared in front of everyone.

The breath is powerful, and there is no doubt that he is also a supreme.

"Don't be sad, because you will go on the same path with him right away."
Chapter completed!