The three upper realm immortals were stunned. They could clearly see the sword energy hell. Its terrifying death energy and sword intent overflowed, freezing the human world and even threatening the upper realm!
"Take it back...give it up for now."
"Can't move..."
Yes, the phantom of the giant hand has penetrated into the human world, and is fixed by the sword energy hell, and cannot be taken back.
At the same time, the soul came out of the body, and the majestic shadow shot straight into the sky, exuding a transcendent aura, and weak creatures did not dare to look directly at it.
Then, with the will of death, he handed out the sword that could wipe out the six paths!
Six Destruction Sword Twenty-Three!
Li Changsheng was out of body and could no longer suppress his shock:
"This is not the sword of this world...what is it?"
He has gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes, and he cannot say that he is very knowledgeable, nor can he say that he knows everything in the world, but this sword alone cannot be a human thing.
Luo Shui also looked at the sky, his inner thoughts churning, his body unable to move at all, as if there were thousands of long swords hanging by his side, his pupils were red and bloodshot, and his body was trembling with the erosion of death.
Li Changsheng suddenly smiled:
"Scared."
He saw the expressions of the immortals from the upper world through the gap. They looked at Fang Ping as if they were monsters. They had already decided to give up, and the figure of Su Xinghe unconsciously appeared in his mind.
"Zheng——"
Fang Ping slashed with his sword, and the force of his sword broke through the sky, crossed the dimension, and reached the upper realm!
"bass--!"
"Ah! Damn monkey!!"
In a trance, the flow of heaven and earth resumed, and the sword energy and hell converged and disappeared.
Looking up, the giant hand that captures people has disappeared, the cracks are slowly closing, multiple celestial palaces are looming in the sky, and three mountain-like figures are gradually distorting...
But the immortal in the middle clenched his right wrist with his left hand, looked crazy, and roared angrily as he dissipated:
"If domestic animals attack the master, they should be killed. They will eat the flesh, suck the marrow, and break the bones to make the furnace strong!"
"You are a domestic animal, no matter how human you are!"
As soon as the words fell, the golden light crack closed, and the vision in the sky completely disappeared. Whether it was the fairy palace, the immortals, or their voices and breaths, they all disappeared.
Li Hanyi hugged Fang Ping and returned to the ground. Li Changsheng and Luo Shui rushed over immediately:
"how?"
"I fainted." Li Hanyi said, "Since the soul has returned to the body, it shouldn't be a big problem."
She was really afraid that if Fang Ping's head got hot, his soul would directly rush into the upper realm... and he would not be able to come back by then.
Li Changsheng felt his pulse and frowned:
"The situation is not good, the immortal energy from the upper world has entered the body."
Li Hanyi looked puzzled and asked for specific details, but Li Changsheng was busy using his energy to treat Fang Ping and had no time to answer.
Luo Shui on the side explained:
"The upper world and the human world are different worlds. We warriors rely on true energy, internal strength, and martial arts practice.
"And those guys above use another method, relying on fairy energy... for us, that is a fatal thing."
"Equivalent to poison gas?"
Luo Shui nodded:
"The cultivation paths are different. The immortal energy that is beneficial to them will destroy our warriors' bodies. In serious cases, they will die suddenly on the spot. I don't know..."
She looked at Fang Ping with a worried look in her eyes.
If such a talented and beautiful piece of jade is broken into pieces, it will be a real loss to the world.
Besides Fang Ping, who else in the world can slash that sword that transcends this world?
Li Changsheng spoke slowly:
"Fortunately, it's not serious,
"Fang Ping had exhausted his true energy before. The immortal energy flows unimpeded in his meridians and will not cause any contradictory reactions. All he needs to do is drain the immortal energy out."
Li Hanyi breathed a sigh of relief. Master said there was no problem, so it was safe:
"So, how to drain it out?"
The true energy will slowly recover, but if it is not eliminated in time, Fang Ping will still be in danger.
"Suck it out for him."
"?"
Li Changsheng smiled:
"I'm just kidding, how can I really let you smoke it? Isn't it harmful to you?"
Li Hanyi: "..."
Li Changsheng formed a secret with one hand, pressed his fingers on Fang Ping's heart, and then slowly moved up, across the bear's mouth, neck, jaw...
Finally, a strange aura came out from the seven orifices.
"Okay, it'll be fine when he wakes up."
At this time, Fang Ping was not in a coma, he found himself in a strange space.
Surrounded by a dusk scene, there are no people in sight, only the plains below and the mountains in the distance. Every time you take a step, a shadow of a sword appears around you, and there is an inexplicable familiarity...
"I think I've seen it before."
It was obviously his first time here, but Fang Ping didn't feel unfamiliar. Instead, he felt like he hadn't seen him for a long time.
It felt like I had been here before and returned to my old place after a long time.
Fang Ping quickened his pace, and the surrounding scene changed immediately, and the shadow of the sword became more and more solid.
"Could it be..."
Fang Ping had a guess in his mind, so he sped up and ran, and the shadow of the sword in this space was finally clearly visible.
It is the twenty-three styles of Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
"Sword World." Fang Ping said firmly.
There is such a different world in the storm, which is formed by the convergence of the sword thoughts of countless swordsmen. There are good and evil in it, and the good and the evil are fighting each other and entangled.
There are strong and weak sword intents, some come from extremely powerful swordsmen, some come from unknown people, the list is endless.
When a swordsman dies, their sword intention will enter the sword world. If the sword intention is pure, it will turn into a mountain of swords to nourish Haoran's righteousness.
If the intention of the sword is evil, it will enter the sword pool, and the two forces will be divided into two ends. They have been in an antagonistic relationship since ancient times.
"I actually came here..."
Fang Ping was a little confused. According to the setting in Fengyun, opening the Sword World requires finding the Sword of the First Emperor. Why did he come here?
And...how can I get out?
"Huhu——"
Suddenly, a sinister wind blew up, and the evil aura made Fang Ping's hair stand on end. He subconsciously reached for Long Yuan at his waist, only to find that he was alone and had no sword at all.
"bass--"
The evil thoughts were approaching quickly. Fang Ping decisively dodged and avoided the slashing attack, and at the same time, he was sure that the opponent was an evil sword intention.
"Jie Jie~"
Generally speaking, the sword intent that enters this world has no intelligence and will only act instinctively, hunting the weak and obeying the strong.
The sword intent at the top is even more special, with its own will and considerable wisdom.
For example, the top being in the sword pool—Mo Kui!
As for the one in front of me, it is obviously the former.
"Jie Jie~"
Xie Nian Jian Yi let out a meaningless laugh, seemingly very excited. This was the first time he met such a weak guy.
Just when it was about to launch another offensive, Fang Ping came over on his own initiative, with a slightly contemptuous look on his face:
"Like attacking from behind?"
"Jie Jie?"
"Dahe Sword Intent!"
After the sword tide passed, the evil sword intention disappeared without a trace and was directly wiped out.
Although Long Yuan is gone, Sword Intent can still be used.
When Dahe's sword intention appeared, the entire sword world was shaken slightly. Three towering sword mountains looked at it, and a Shura figure appeared in the sword pool...