Western Desert.

boom!

boom!

...

The battle is still continuing, but the main combat power against Yuntu has become Chongming.

far away.

Feng Xi's face was pale and she used the divine flames repeatedly. The shadow of the sky phoenix in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by endless dullness and death intentions, and she had completely lost her combat power, but she had no less hatred for Yuntu.

Compared to her.

Gu Han's situation is better, but it is extremely limited.

The soul turns into a sword.

The effect on the cloud map at the peak of the Ascension Realm was minimal. After receiving two divine punishments from the other party in succession, his soul suffered considerable damage.

As for the body...

The speed of injury recovery is far from the speed of injury.

Instead, it is a re-intelligence.

It seems that in addition to Piro's divine punishment, Yuntu's offensive is difficult to cause real damage to it. However, Yuntu is not an ordinary person. With its existing strength, it is almost impossible to hurt the opponent. However, it is precisely because he desperately entangled Yuntu that Gu Han and the other two can hold on until now.

"Ahem..."

far away.

Gu Han stood up with his sword on the ground, struggled to swallow extraordinary substances, hoping to restore some combat power within a limited time.

At this time.

The sword talisman symbol that symbolized the identity of the sword head slowly floated out, trembling for a moment, and a sound rang out in his mind.

"Can you lend me a sword?"

Borrowing a sword?

Gu Han looked dazed.

It seems to be back to the moment when he borrowed a sword from Yun Jiansheng outside the Xuandan Pavilion.

moment.

He then understood everything.

then.

What he borrowed was Yun Jiansheng's sword intent.

now.

Yun Jiansheng borrowed the sword in his hand.

He understands better.

The battle in Zhongzhou is already at its last moment, and it is also... the last moment of Yun Jiansheng!

"Old guy."

He stroked the sword body gently, his eyes were a little wet, and he said sadly: "Send me... a trip to senior."

Buzz!

The long sword connects the spirit.

I could feel his heart, and with a whine, it turned into a ray of faint light along the tug-up power from the sword talisman, and instantly broke through the air!

far away.

Chongming also saw this scene and instantly understood everything.

Bang!

Distracted from the mind.

But it was held in Yuntu again!

"Unexpected."

"The most capable one is actually you chicken!"

boom!

boom!

While talking.

A series of divine powers fell on it!

"Do you know?"

Chongming seemed to have not realized it, looking at the cloud map, his expression seemed to be joyful and sad, "Xiaoyun has a secret."

"who?"

Yuntu was stunned.

"That old blind man?"

"Only Master Ji knows this secret." A trace of sadness flashed in Chongming's eyes. "For a long time, Xiaoyun has never found a sword that can be used together, just because... there is no sword in this world that can fully carry his sword intent, and even the Red Dust Sword... is a little worse."

"That sword..."

Said.

It looked at Gu Han in the distance, "Maybe... can let him really, and take out a sword once!"

"hehe."

Yuntu raised his eyebrows.

"I don't believe it!"

boom!

While speaking, the only big hand he left instantly slammed Chongming hard on the ground!

...

Zhongzhou.

Borrowing a sword?

Hearing these two words, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in Pilo's heart.

Instinct tells him.

Yun Jiansheng borrowed the sword, and he must be the one who was unlucky!

"destroy!"

boom!

Boom boom boom boom!

With a cold shout, he no longer cared about the damage to the divine nature. The thousands of blood in the red light seemed to come alive, and the power of the divine punishment was three points more powerful!

brush!

At this time.

A faint light flashed through the sky!

In a moment.

The faint light fell next to the Red Dust Sword and turned into the body of the black sword. The sword body trembled slightly, conveying a sense of sadness. The sword was spiritual. Even if there was no Gu Han's relationship, facing a sword cultivator like Yun Jiansheng who stood at the peak of the world, he could win its favor and respect!

"kindness?"

I saw the black sword.

A trace of doubt flashed in Pilo's eyes, "Is this the sword you borrowed?"

The sword body is dark.

Don't say it's ragged.

Even the tip of the sword is missing.

Not to mention comparing to half of the Red Dust Sword, even compared to any famous sword in the world... it is much worse.

Silently.

A big hand that was extremely illusory reached out and gently held the sword.

"Good sword!"

A praise came.
To be continued...