In the upper realm, destroy the army's fairy palace.
Immortal Leyong's eyes trembled, and he looked at his right palm in disbelief. The bloody cut seemed to have struck his heart.
"Damn...how could there be a monkey with such sharp teeth?"
His right palm was completely cut off, and the broken palm fell to his feet, and the red color soaked the auspicious clouds beneath him.
"You are careless," Immortal Lord Pengyun on the left said in a deep voice, "Although the humans in the world are domesticated animals, there are also special ones. Have you forgotten?"
The former frowned and said angrily:
"He is far inferior to Su Xinghe! We must kill him early and don't make the same mistake again!"
Immortal Lord Pengyun nodded and calmly said:
"This is inevitable. Hurry up and take it, report it to the Immortal Lord, and then join forces with the other six Immortal Palaces.
"This time... we will never let the second Su Xinghe threaten us."
For an immortal, a broken arm cannot be restored with instinctive spells.
Immortal Lord Leyong suppressed her emotions and raised her hand, the immortal energy dragged the severed hand into the air and fit perfectly into the broken part.
"Crack-"
The next moment, the arm fell again and fell into a pool of Xiangyun's blood.
Immortal Le Yong's hand shook, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. Then he quickly bent down to pick up the severed hand and reattached it to his right arm.
But he seemed to have encountered an unexpected problem, and he tried for a long time but failed.
"Le Yong? What are you doing?" Immortal Lord Pengyun noticed something unusual, "I can't give him any more time to grow, so why bother?"
"Catch...can't catch it! I can't catch it!!"
Immortal Lord Leyong roared angrily, causing the surrounding sea of clouds to billow and whales and dragons to fly.
He held the broken hand in his left hand and kept poking at the broken part of his right arm, while the immortal energy rippled around his body.
He kept trying to reattach the arm, but failed every time. His body instinctively rejected the broken arm, as if it was not part of him.
Immortal Lord Leyong looks crazy and seems to have a tendency to go berserk... How can he be called an immortal if he can't even reattach his severed hand?
"Don't worry," Immortal Lord Pengyun said, "Let's give it a try."
With that said, he and Immortal Lord Yuan Qing, who had been silent, stepped forward and each extended a wisp of immortal energy, trying to help Le Yong take over.
However... it still failed.
Immortal Lord Yuan Qing looked solemn:
"This hand is already 'dead' and cannot be connected."
Even though it has been a long time since that sword strike, the death intention is still lingering like a maggot attached to the bone, clinging to the cut of the severed palm, unable to be given any life again.
"Damn...impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Immortal Le Yong shouted.
Fang Ping walked in the sword world for a long time and came to the nearest sword mountain.
It's just that it looks low, has a mediocre sword power, and seems unable to communicate.
Fang Ping continued to move forward and encountered several more sword mountains on the way. He still couldn't communicate and asked questions.
So, he looked at the Jianshan Mountain that reached into the clouds in the distance.
The stronger the sword intention, the higher the sword mountain formed, and the higher the spiritual intelligence and spirituality will be.
...
There seemed to be only one moment of dusk in the Sword World. Fang Ping didn't know how much time had passed in the outside world, but the scene here remained unchanged.
But now, there stood in front of him an extremely majestic sword mountain. The aura on it was so rich that inhaling it would make one feel relaxed and happy.
Just as Fang Ping expected, this is a sword mountain that can communicate.
"This is the sword world, yes...but how to get out, I can't say."
Fang Ping frowned and asked the reason. The latter groaned and said:
"Because it's coming..."
As soon as the former finished speaking, dust suddenly rose up around him, and an evil pressure enveloped the place.
Fang Ping turned around and looked at the source of the evil energy. He saw a monster with a muscular body, black skin, redness like blood, fangs in its mouth, and strange evil lines covering its body.
A large number of evil sword intentions surrounded him, either mocking or gaining momentum, like evil demons holding up half of the sky.
"Mo Kui."
"Oh? Do you know me?" The strong ghost laughed ferociously, "It's rare to see a human sword mind... Since you know me, you also know the rules of the sword world, right?"
The sword is divided into good and evil, and the leader of evil is the devil, the king in the sword world.
Originally, the two sides, good and evil, could still fight against each other, but the demon leader was so powerful that he conquered many sword mountains and became invincible in the sword world.
"I am here, and the rules of the sword world are my rules," Fang Ping said proudly, not afraid of Mo Kui at all.
It was transformed by the evil thoughts of the swordsmen in the world. As long as the evil thoughts are not extinguished, it can exist forever, but after all, it is a spiritual body without a physical body attached, so it cannot exert much strength.
"Haha, are you the one who has the final say in the sword world?" Mo Kui laughed angrily, "The human-shaped sword will not transform the mountain with the right sword, but I still want you to follow me... What a pity."
It's a pity that this humanoid sword has a bad intention.
It's a pity that he will die here today.
The next moment, Mo Kui had a thought and stretched out his hand, the evil thoughts that were ready to move rose into the sky, coming like a black tide of evil spirits.
Seeing this, Jianshan immediately restrained his breath and pretended not to care about his own affairs.
Fang Ping raised the corners of his mouth, and heard the sound of waves in his ears:
"Sword World, I have the final say now."
"Sword rises!"
Lines of silver-white sword energy emerged and circled rapidly around Fang Ping, calling it absolute defense.
The evil sword spirit at the front was slightly startled. He felt threatened, but was not afraid. After thinking for a while, he gave up thinking and ran directly into it.
Everyone has sword intention, who is afraid to say it?
"Hiss—!"
Suddenly, a series of roars and screams broke out, and several evil sword thoughts fell apart and disappeared without a trace the moment they touched Dahe's sword intention.
"Stop." Mo Kui said.
The other evil sword thoughts stopped their movements and cautiously retreated behind the demon.
Mo Kui was a little surprised by Fang Ping's display of strength. It's been a long time since there was such a strong sword mind in the sword world. In addition, it can transform into a human form, which is indeed very special.
Mo Kui even suspected that he was a real person, but quickly rejected it... A person entering the sword world should have a physical body. This is obviously a spiritual body, and with the abundant sword intention, it must be the swordsman's sword thought after death!
"Unexpected," Mo Kui said, "but you are wrong, the sword world... is my world!"
After he finished speaking, the sound of waterfalls and waves came from the distance. Looking closely, he saw a fountain of blood gushing out, carrying supreme evil thoughts.
The Evil of Sword Pond!
Fang Ping's expression was indifferent, and his mind was slightly moved. The sword intention of the river was like bursting its embankment, clashing with the evil thoughts of the sword pool.
In just a few breaths, the sword pool lost its stamina and was covered by the tide of the river's sword intent.
The Demon Leader was defeated, but it was the demon here, so how could it just give up?
It makes a strange sound, calling out thousands of evil thoughts, trying to swarm them and attack them.
Soon, Fang Ping was surrounded by tens of thousands of evil thoughts.
"I said, this is my sword world."
The demon leader laughed ferociously, and countless evil sword thoughts swarmed forward. They showed no fear in the face of the river's sword thoughts and would only obey orders.
The sword intention of Dahe met thousands of evil sword thoughts, and the momentum was so great that the surrounding sword mountains began to tremble and resonate.
Fang Ping opened his mouth and said:
"You used to be. Now that I'm here, I'm in control."
"Here comes the sword!"
He frowned sharply, opened his arms and grasped in the distance.
"Buzz——"
"Zheng——"
Countless sword mountains trembled, trying to rise up from the ground, responding to the call to calm down.