A saint is the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, a god-like existence.

Once your cultivation reaches the realm of a saint, you can cultivate out of the "domain".

The "domain" is the ultimate manifestation of the cultivator's own path, a concept similar to a small world.

Once the two saints attack with all their strength, anyone who has not cultivated to the realm of saints, let alone participate in the battle, even if they want to get close, they will not be able to do so.

Just because the boundless "domain" is like an invisible high wall erected in front of you, even if you become a Taoist Spirit Master, you can't break through it.

Therefore, for the three of Mo Disheng, even though it was an away game, the only one who really needed attention was the Heavenly Sword Saint.

The remaining hundreds of elders and disciples are just spectators, spectators, and there is no way they can participate in this shocking battle.

That's exactly what they did.

Therefore, the three palace masters were caught off guard and extremely surprised by the three figures that suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Jian Yicheng, Jian Xingluo and Jian Qingmei have not reached the realm of saints. However, at this moment, the three sword energies are fused together very cleverly, turning into a complete dazzling sword light, like a sharp chisel.

, and smashed it hard against an airtight egg.

"puff!"

In the astonished gazes of the three hall masters, the combined blows unleashed by the three Taoist Spirit Masters actually created a small gap in the originally airtight encirclement.

How can it be!

How could a mere spiritual master participate in the battle between saints!

Mo Disheng's heart was filled with turmoil, and he could hardly believe his eyes.

The pressure around him suddenly decreased, and the face of the Heavenly Sword Saint also showed a look of surprise. As the owner of the "Tianjian Villa", he instantly understood the key.

Join the sword!

A kind of power that gathers several practitioners to perform powerful sword skills that far exceed the strength of the caster.

Even so, it is not an easy task for just three elders to break into the saint's domain.

It seems that Yicheng is not far away!

The Heavenly Sword Saint sighed secretly, realizing that the cultivation of this great elder of "Tianjian Villa" had made another qualitative leap, and he had already vaguely touched the edge of the holy way.

"Saint, let's go!"

Jian Xingluo shouted loudly.

The Heavenly Sword Saint was shocked, his eyes swept over the three elders, and finally he and Jian Qingmei looked at each other.

The four eyes facing each other, Jian Qingmei's delicate eyes, seemed to be silently telling a thousand words.

For "Tianjian Villa", I can't die!

A flash of enlightenment flashed through the mind of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and without hesitation in his heart, he swayed slightly and stepped out towards the gap in the circle surrounded by the three palace masters.

Jian Yicheng and the others tried their best to poke the gap!

"No! Stop him!"

Mo Disheng's expression changed drastically and he shouted loudly to the other two palace masters.

However, in the competition between top masters, the opportunity is often only a moment.

The Heavenly Sword Saint had already appeared in the gap first. Emperor Li Tian and Shen Wei tried to catch up, but it was too late.

Today's defeat will be repaid a hundredfold one day!

Dark Temple, just wait for me!

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and the faces of Mo Disheng and the others were firmly engraved in his mind, and then he took another step forward.

Just as he was about to escape, a black figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in the sky.

The location where this person appeared was exactly where the three palace masters had surrounded the Heavenly Sword Saint, and he actually perfectly completed the already broken encirclement.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Heavenly Sword Saint didn't have time to think too much. He raised his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together, and pointed forward fiercely.

A dazzling sword light spurted out from the fingertips and went straight to the chest of the person who came.

Facing the invincible blow from the strongest swordsman in the world, the visitor did not show any panic. Instead, he took out a strange-shaped short stick from somewhere and stabbed it smoothly. The top of the stick shone with green light, and he faced it directly. To the white sword light.

"boom!"

The sword light and the short stick collided, causing a deafening sound. The black figure trembled violently, and the black costume on his body bulged outwards like a balloon, almost bursting.

However, this person's figure was still upright, and when faced with the shocking blow from the Heavenly Sword Saint, he did not retreat at all and firmly held the gap.

At this time, the Heavenly Sword Saint finally saw the person coming clearly. He saw that the man in black had a slender figure and his face was not covered, but for some reason it looked very blurry, making it impossible to distinguish his appearance.

"It's you!"

The face of the Heavenly Sword Saint was full of shock and his mouth was very big. Even when he was confronting the three masters of the "Dark Temple", he had never lost his composure like he is now.

The opportunity was fleeting. Seeing that the Heavenly Sword Saint failed to break through, Merdisheng quickly took over and, together with the mysterious man in black, surrounded him again.

"Why?"

While the Heavenly Sword Saint struggled to resist attacks from all directions, he stared at the man in black and asked word by word.

"When death is imminent, no matter how much you know, what's the use?" The man in black replied lightly, and then shouted softly, "Form up!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light lit up at the feet of the four saints at the same time. Shining spiritual patterns spread from the feet of the four people and converged towards the center, forming a green cage visible to the naked eye, locking the Heavenly Sword Saint tightly. in.

This is……!

The Heavenly Sword Saint's pupils were wide open, and the hair on his body stood up. He felt an unimaginable sense of oppression coming over him, and his whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Not only did his perception drop significantly, but even the movements of his hands and feet became numb. It was extremely difficult, and my movements were unconsciously slow.

A moment's delay did not escape the eyes of the man in black. The short stick in this mysterious visitor's hand vibrated, emitting a strange green aura, and stabbed the Heavenly Sword Saint's chest unceremoniously.

"Crack!"

The Heavenly Sword Saint's chest made a crisp sound of bones breaking, and a blood arrow spurted out from his mouth. His already declining aura became even more sluggish.

The green spiritual power of the man in black was very strange, as if it had the effect of disturbing consciousness. When the Heavenly Sword Saint was about to fight back, he suddenly found that his hands and feet were out of control, and his whole body fell into a state of rigidity.

Seeing that he was unable to move, Mo Disheng and others did not hesitate, and threw out their spiritual skills as if they were free of charge, showing no mercy at all.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Black flames of different shapes fell on the Heavenly Sword Saint like raindrops. The strongest swordsman in the world and the owner of the "Tianjian Villa" was like a living target.

Endless violent spiritual skills.

Saint-level spiritual skills!

Every attack would take away a little bit of his vitality. Under such indiscriminate bombardment, the Heavenly Sword Saint's skin and flesh were soon torn to pieces, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose at the same time. There was no trace of blood all over his body.

A complete place.

Sword cultivators are good at attacking and pay attention to using offense instead of defense. The defensive ability of the Heavenly Sword Saint is not very outstanding. Under the suppression of the mysterious formations of the four people, his physique was severely weakened and he withstood the countless spiritual skills of the four saints.

, his eyes were empty, his breathing was weak, and 99% of his life was gone.

"stop!"

Seeing their saint being brutally tortured, Jian Yicheng and the others all stared with splitting eyes and roared angrily.

However, the "Shenhe Sword" set just now had already exhausted the strength of the three of them and they fell to the ground. If they wanted to intervene in the battle between the saints, they were unable to do so.

"This old man is so erect." A short spiritual blade shot out from Shen Wei's palm and slashed hard on the remains of the Heavenly Sword Saint. A cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "He actually didn't fall down yet.

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At this time, the Heavenly Sword Saint could no longer feel a trace of life in his body, but his whole body was still shrouded by the unyielding sword intent. He wanted to stand proudly in the air even until death, unwilling to fall at the enemy's feet.

"He is a man." A hint of admiration flashed in Emperor Li Tian's eyes, and he suddenly raised his foot and hit the Heavenly Sword Saint's chest hard.

This broken body was finally overwhelmed by the weight. Under Li Tianfeng's powerful kick, it turned into a white shadow and landed heavily on the mountain below, causing dust to fly and debris to fly.

"saint!"

Jian Yicheng and the other two men deployed their movements at the same time, quickly rushed to the side of the Heavenly Sword Saint, and squatted down to take a closer look.

I saw this arrogant and powerful man's face turned pale, with bleeding from all his orifices. The sword intent on his body finally dissipated, exposing his broken body to everyone's eyes. There was no breathing between his mouth and nose.

"How, how could this happen!"

Jian Yicheng gently stroked the saint's body, his hands trembling uncontrollably, as if he was in a nightmare, and he just hoped that he could wake up soon.

"You bastards!"

Jian Xingluo glared fiercely at the four most powerful men in the sky. There was no hint of cowardice in his eyes. If he hadn't known that there was a huge disparity in strength, he would have swung his sword up and fought with each other to the death.

Jian Qingmei stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, then raised her sword and pointed at the four saints from a distance. She exuded a strong fighting spirit and was completely different from her usual gentle and graceful temperament.

Hey, this girl is really pretty!

How can I think of a way to save her life?

Shen Wei caught a glimpse of Jian Qingmei's delicate face and felt something move in his heart. However, he was worried about the opinions of the other three people around him and could not step forward to tease Bo Bo. He had to secretly rack his brains and think about how to get this elegant woman. .

"Sure enough, Mr. Tianjian is really amazing, he actually figured out a way to go further." Mo Disheng sighed with lingering fear, "Fortunately, we took action in time. If we delayed it for another year and a half, I might not be able to kill him. "

"You might as well think about it from another angle." The man in black said with a smile, "Even the old man Tianjian died in our hands, what's the point of the other old ghosts?"
To be continued...