In the gorgeous space, Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged on the ground, like an old monk entering a meditation, and his whole body was covered with a thick layer of dust. In front of Yi Tianxing, there were several pools of dark red blood stains scattered. Judging from the color of the blood stains, it was obviously drying up for a long time. Beside Yi Tianxing, the entire body was clustered together, and the surface of his body was faintly flashing with purple-black lightning, which looked very strange! Time is the most illusory thing in this cave, and no one knows how long it has passed~~~

At some point, Yi Tianxing suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp gaze revealed in his black eyes, staring straight at the two vigorous words engraved on a stone wall not far away in front of him. At one moment, the whole person seemed to have turned into an invincible sword and penetrated into the sky. Even the dust around Yi Tianxing disappeared in an instant, a strange collision sound spread faintly, and a flash of light was beaten violently at the middle of his eyebrows.

"Buzz~~" With the jumping light on Yi Tianxing's body, the originally powerful sword tomb radiated strangely, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, and it collided with the breath surrounding Yi Tianxing. The two strange waves continued to rub violently. As time went by, a strange light flashed in Yi Tianxing's deep eyes.

"Puff~" After about one stick of incense, the energy that radiated from the sword tomb finally shattered the energy emitted by Yi Tianxing. At the same time, Yi Tianxing's face turned pale, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, splashing onto the soft mud in front of him. The sharp aura of his whole body also instantly dissipated, his eyes closed again, and everything returned to peace again.

After repeated recurrence, there were more and more blood in front of Yi Tianxing, but similarly, Yi Tianxing persisted for a longer and longer, from half a stick of incense to one stick of incense, from one hour to two hours, time continued to pass, and no one knew how long it had passed.

Yi Tianxing's comprehensive strength is very balanced. In terms of sword cultivator, he is known for his speed and attack. His fierce attack does not give people a chance to breathe. In the process of physical cultivation, the powerful martial soul body of King Wu gave him extremely terrifying defense ability and recovery. However, the most powerful thing about Yi Tianxing is his own Yin-Yang Art.

The Yin-Yang Art Technique does not focus on moves or luck methods, but pure sword intent. Only by integrating the sword intent into the sword can the powerful power of the Yin-Yang Art to the greatest extent. Yi Tianxing once speculated alone that after the Yin-Yang Art is completed, each of his sword contains endless sword intent. Now, under Wuming's guidance, Yi Tianxing has finally truly embarked on the peak of sword intent. After all, Mei Ji is not a swordsman, and is far less than the sword god Wuming's understanding of sword intent. The two words "Sword Tomb" in front of him contain the true essence of the sword intent left by Wuming. For Yi Tianxing today, this happens to be his best touchstone. Once he can compete with this sword intent head-on, it means that Yi Tianxing's Yin-Yang Art is not far from small success. After all, this is the true meaning of the sword intent left by a sword god.

"Sword Tomb~" On the cloud platform behind Yi Tianxing, Wuming's illusory figure looked at the two words floating in the air, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Yi Tianxing with a complicated expression.

"The Heavenly Dao is revolving. I didn't expect that I, Wuming, could meet the inheritor of the Heavenly Level Soul Sword again after my death. The Double Heavenly Level Soul Sword, and the Yin-Yang-attribute Double Heavenly Level Soul Sword. It seems that the Heavenly Dao has not completely cut off the hope of my sword lineage!" Wuming said in a low voice, with a light flashing in his eyes occasionally.

"Sword Ancestor, Wuming finally completed your instructions back then, and the Origin Spirit Pearl has found its real master, but, ah~~~" Wuming sighed softly and looked at Yi Tianxing deeply, and his illusory figure also disappeared into this space.

"Little guy, I hope you can go on like this. The way of heaven is impermanent, I'm afraid you haven't discovered it yourself. You have long become a part of this way of heaven. The inheritance of my swordsmanship depends on you!"

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In a wide study room, a elegant and elegant young man looked at a letter in his hand with a smile. Behind him was a cold man in purple, and a man in black was kneeling in front of him.

"It's really interesting. I'm afraid that Mitsujue will be furious this time!" After reading the letter, the young man twisted the space in his hand, and instantly wiped the letter into pieces and dissipated into the cracks in the space.

"However, this Mu Yi really surprised me. Haha, it actually made me feel uncontrollable!" The young master tapped the handrail and said calmly, "An unknown monster, I didn't expect that the Eight Desolate Soul Locking could not limit his movements. It seems that I was a little careless!"

"Tianyi, Mie Haoyu should have started to attack the Sword Saint Realm now!" The young master suddenly smiled and said lightly.

"Yes!" The man in purple behind him said coldly, cherishing his words as gold.

"With the old lady Miejue's help, I think the problem should not be big. The two sword saints seem to have a big appetite. Does he really think that the Mie family can reach the level of the Shinto family?" The young master smiled indifferently, but at this moment, the eyes with azure blue light made people feel a little chilling.

"However, another elder of the Sword Emperor Realm was lost, and it was the golden fox Mie Qingyan. Haha, even the old guy Mie Zhongning might not be able to sit still. Tian San, you should return to the Tianqi Wasteland as soon as possible!" The man looked at the man in black kneeling on the ground calmly and said lightly, but the aura in the words made people feel a power that would make people collapse at any time.

"Appoint all the people above the Martial King Realm will be dispatched. You must find that kid. I don't want any more accidents! Also, let Di Er find a way to swallow the Dragon Knight Adventure Group, at least I will get that team of dragon cavalry! If something goes wrong this time, you won't have to come back!"

"Yes!" The black-clad Ren Tiansan trembled all over, but he still said respectfully, and at the same time his figure flashed and he had disappeared into the study.

"Tianyi, just go to Wu Ying and tell him the situation here. At the same time, you hand it to him. Then you go to Lei Shi again and tell the old lion that the promise that was time to be fulfilled!" The young master picked up a pen and wrote a few words on a piece of paper, and then handed it to the indifferent man in purple behind him. The man in purple did not speak and slowly left the room.

"Why do I always feel like I can't see through that kid? Shuangjue Clan, I was able to let the Shuangjue Clan decline back then, but now I can do it. So what about the Heavenly Soul Sword!" After Zi left, the man leaned on the chair alone and whispered.
Chapter completed!