He could not see the enemy, but only caught a glimpse of a being with the body of a giant surrounded by endless demonic energy.

She smiled.

With his own hands, he pierced Xu Xiaoshou's chest with the two-handed sword that belonged to Void General Hong.

"Roar--"

Xu Xiaoshou raised his head, his huge pain and unwillingness turned into a roar of filial piety, and he stared at the sky with eyes closed, with only the last will left in his mind:

"Ran Ming...I'm sorry..."

"I...can only...take...one step...first..."

…

Card!

The space begins to crack.

On the long street at night, just when Xu Xiaoshou walked in front of the portrait of General Void he had sketched.

Mei Jiren, Xiao Kongtong, and Guipo hadn't even seen any movements of the portrait of General Void... Maybe they had it, but Xu Xiaoshou didn't have time to draw it and present it.

The next second.

"Rumble--"

The world of phantom swordsmanship outlined by Xiao Kongtong suddenly collapsed, and the long street scroll was destroyed by an inexplicable and terrifying force. It shattered into pieces and turned into spiritual energy flowing in all directions.

"puff!"

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have been hit hard. He spurted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. Even the Holy Emperor's dragon scales flew away because he could not hold on to them.

"Oh, what a nonsense!"

Mei Jiren cursed in a low voice, and immediately judged that Xu Xiaoshou was not dead, but his spirit and soul had suffered a heavy blow, and his whole person completely collapsed, his eyes were blurred, and his six gods were not there. For three and a half months,

There is no way to recover at all.

The next second, his body flashed and he flew out.

When he reappeared, Mei Jiren took the place where Xu Xiaoshou was standing before.

He grabbed Xu Xiaoshou, the king of death seekers, who flew out with his left hand, and protected him behind him. He raised the stone sword in his right hand high, his cold eyes full of chill.

"Why does a dead spirit cause trouble?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost king of the ten palaces stepped on his back, and the sword elephant with thousands of swords above his head rose up like a giant awakening, reaching the height of the sky.

"Wo..." Because the world of phantom swordsmanship was broken, the ghost woman, who was thinking of taking this opportunity to escape, felt something was wrong with the power behind her, so she suddenly looked back.

The next breath, before the monster-like terrifying sword elephant made a move, it left a deep imprint on her soul, making her almost curse.

"What the hell is this!"

"Is this something that the kind-looking old swordsman knows how to practice?"

"The power of a half-saint is nothing more than this!"

The ghost woman felt her lips were dry and her feet were weak.

She didn't even dare to run anymore, because she was afraid that if she really moved, the sword elephant's glance would kill her.

The sword elephant behind Mei Jiren cannot be seen clearly by other power hags.

But the power that belongs to the soul alone and is called "ghost swordsmanship" in the ancient sword cultivator's mouth, Gui Po can really know it at a glance.

This is definitely above yourself!

run?

Even if he could run hundreds or thousands of miles, he would still be within the normal attack range of the Qing Wu Er Sword in the hand of Sword Elephant!

Want to run? Dare to run?

I don’t even know how to die!

"Heart Swordsmanship, the second realm..."

After Mei Jiren showed his sword elephant, he had no intention of holding back.

He knew very well how terrifying it would be to be able to destroy Xu Xiaoshou's soul and mind in one fell swoop without even being able to see him, so the Spirit of the Void General in his mind was his trump card - the second sword he originally wanted to leave to Jiang Buyi!

So what if you can’t see it?

So what if you are stronger?

Even if you are not afraid of death at all and want to rush forward and continue attacking; even if you are frightened by the sword elephant and turn around and run away...

With one blow of my sword, I will clear away all living creatures, dead spirits, etc. within a radius of ten thousand miles. You cannot attack or escape, and you can only continue to sleep peacefully in "nothingness"!

Such thoughts flashed through my mind...

"Oh~"

The invisible sword wave stretches across thousands of miles.

The ancient city buildings on the long street that were the first to bear the brunt were originally hundreds of feet high. At this moment, they all floated out of thin air as if they were weightless, and the incisions were extremely smooth.

After that, under the shocked gaze of Xiao Kongtong, the ghost woman.

There was another soft sound of "Ouch", and the huge ancient city towers disappeared one by one and disappeared!

There was no explosion, no shattering, and it never turned into powder before disappearing...

They were simply wiped out of existence, as if they were born not in this world.

Even the memory...

These ancient cities were built in Xiao Kongtong, and the memories in the ghost woman's mind began to disappear little by little.

Their eyes ranged from shocking to ordinary.

Just like the ancient city towers and long streets, this giant country should have been a "platform" with extremely smooth cross-sections from eternity to the present.

Behind Mei Jiren, the "Sword Elephant" Qing Wu Er sword merged between his palms, turning into an illusory and ethereal transparent heavy sword, so high that it pierced the sky, and then fell from the sky.

Mei Jiren himself, with the plain stone sword tilted in his hand, remained unmoved and read out the name belonging to the second level of the Heart Sword Technique without any hesitation:

"Prajna..."

"Teacher, wait a minute!"

At the critical moment, Xu Xiaoshou finally recovered from the impact he suffered in the world of obsession.

As soon as he opened his eyes, it was the sword of Mr. Jiren who was angry and wanted to wipe out the world because of his injury.

At the second glance, he saw General Hong Hong, who was half-kneeling and holding his head high, even when faced with such a world-destroying sword.

It completely ignored its master's world-destroying sword and stared straight at Xu Xiaoshou with its eyes filled with ghostly fire. It seemed that in addition to its obsession with fighting to the end, it also had a little more curiosity.

——I am curious about this human being who can inexplicably see himself, break into his own spiritual obsession, and can withstand the power of the devil and the power of the two great void generals of the giant race without dying.

"war!"

Suddenly, it roared angrily, as if venting its inner unwillingness and anger.

Xu Xiaoshou was startled, thinking that he had sensed his sword and was about to fight back.

But soon he found that he was thinking too much. The sound of General Void's red voice was not directed at his husband, let alone himself. It was just traveling through endless time and space, screaming at the enemy at that time. It was also a manifestation of his obsession. .

Xu Xiaoshou swept through his "perception" and realized that except for himself, Xiao Kongtong, Gu Po, and even Mr. Jiren seemed not to hear this sound, just like they couldn't see Void General Hong.

He stretched out his hand to stop Mr. Ji Ren from slashing the sword, and said softly: "It has no malicious intent."

"brush!"

The transparent epee formed by merging the two Qingmu swords of the "Sword Elephant" has been changed from vertical cutting to horizontal cutting.

"Prajna Wu" cuts off the traces of Mei Jiren's attack with the sword, and also eliminates the backlash caused by forcibly sheathing the sword.

"no offence?"

Mei Jiren stopped his movements after finishing his sword blow, and glanced at him coldly. He was surprised that Xu Xiaoshou's seriously injured body recovered so quickly, but more importantly, he was harshly criticizing Xu Xiaoshou for his previous injuries.

How can this be called no malice?

You were almost killed!

"It didn't attack me, it just pulled me into its world of obsession, and experienced some of the fragments of scenes it had encountered during its lifetime..." Xu Xiaoshou scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I'm too inexperienced.

It’s just that I can’t even bear these.”

Mei Jiren: "..."

"How are you doing?" he asked pointedly.

"Let me handle it myself!" Xu Xiaoshou did not explain, and once again went to the half-kneeling Void General Hong.

He finally discovered that the powerful soul in front of him really didn't care about everything happening in this era.

The light of hatred in its eyes is still sent to the enemies of its time, that group of terrifying existences surrounded by demonic energy. Even if Mr. Jiren wanted to kill it before, it was indifferent.

"war!"
To be continued...