Hearing this, Li Hanyi remembered that night, Fang Ping said that there was one last sword in the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but it could not be used for sword testing.
Come to think of it, this sword is only used for killing.
Fang Ping opening:
"Jian Yuejun wants to find his way to the dark side. I have golden light to destroy evil spirits. I will kill Su Changhe."
"Well, leave it to me, Mr. Zhaiyue," Li Hanyi said indifferently, "Since he chose to side with Anhe, he will be regarded as an enemy."
After saying this, the two of them rushed towards the enemy formation at the same time, their swords full of energy.
"Well done!"
Zhai Yuejun trembled with his sword, and the long sword faced the iron horse glacier.
Su Changhe carried the palm of the devil, and his eyes glowed with a coquettish green light:
"How dare a mere swordsman go against an entire underground river?"
Fang Ping made a secret with one hand, his body was covered with golden light, and Long Yuan stabbed out with a blade:
"A dark river, trying to compete with the pinnacle of martial arts?"
Su Changhe's Yama Palm is perfect, the evil palm is like a phantom, it strikes seventy-two palms in one second, and its moves are frightening.
His palms are very fast, but Fang Ping's sword is even faster. He can kill all the evil spirits without relying on golden light.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Ping touched the sword body with both fingers and recited a divine mantra. The golden light seemed to come alive, moving with his fingertips and covering the Long Yuan sword body.
"Oh? Interesting martial arts," Su Changhe said with a sinister look, "You don't really think that the evil-dispelling golden light can destroy evil, do you?"
As he spoke, he flashed closer and waved out a deadly palm:
"Yama calls the most evil, the most evil, and will swallow up all the righteous ways!"
This palm is comparable to the wandering mind, the sky and the earth are darkened, and suddenly it is like a flash of thunder, and its power can shake the mountains.
“Evil prevails over good!”
Fang Ping struck out with a sword of golden light and slashed out the twenty-two swords. Immediately, the shadow of the sword flew up, trapping the enemy in a cage of sword energy.
The evil-breaking golden light, coupled with the killing sword moves, can be called the Demon-Breaking Heavenly Slash.
However, this time he failed to defeat Yama easily.
The golden light of the divine curse shines, purifying the world of evil, and the evil spirit of Yama rises and surges incessantly.
The sky suddenly darkened and brightened, and the whole moon city was trembling.
On the other side, Li Hanyi also fought against Dao Xian for several rounds. The two seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact Zhai Yuejun was slightly defeated.
"You're upset," Li Hanyi said with a horizontal sword, "You can't beat me in normal conditions, and it's even less possible now."
The latter remained silent and struck again with his flying sword, but his moves were even more messy.
He regretted that he should not have had an affair with the Underwater Cancer. He had only a small grudge with the Qingmu Sword Immortal. It would not have affected Moon City, and there was no need to risk the elder's life...
But, there is no turning back.
Li Hanyi's sword rises from Kunlun, the frost rises like a dragon, and his sword shakes the world.
Zhaiyuejun's blade has no shadow, its strength has no trace, and the killing is invisible.
Which one is stronger, the Northern Sword Immortal, or the Southern Jue Sword Immortal, is a hotly debated topic in the world, and the results will be announced today.
the other side,
Fang Ping used the Zi Zi Xin Zhong Sheng Gong to block a key palm, then extended a sword with his backhand and hit him in the chest.
"Can it still corrode the golden bell?"
"So what if Buddhism is the right way, Yama will devour everything!" Su Changhe looked arrogant, and the wound on his chest was filled with a piece of black flesh, which resolved the injury.
Fang Ping had slashed him several times before, but the sword wounds were filled with black flesh and not a drop of blood flowed, as if there was no injury.
Su Changhe sneered twice:
"Aoki Swordsman and Yama appear to be practicing palm training, but in fact they are practicing physical training. Now I... am Yama!"
Fang Ping caressed the sword gently, Long Yuan chanted, and the mighty sword intention climbed steadily:
"What about Yama? What about Yama itself? Even the immortals can be killed with one sword!"
After finishing his words, a powerful sword came out.
The golden light reflected, a sword opened the sky, and the sword energy spread eighty thousand miles.
The sky above and the mountains in the distance were all chopped into two, and Su Changhe's right arm was also broken.
The latter was not afraid at all, but laughed slyly:
"I can't be killed..."
As he spoke, the broken incision began to squirm, his shoulder suddenly swelled, and a black bloody arm actually grew out.
"Moreover, haven't you discovered one thing?" Su Changhe narrowed his evil eyes with a hint of amusement, "Why am I the only one in Yuecheng and not Su Muyu?"
Fang Ping gathered his sword and said calmly:
"Probably dead."
At that time, Dahe's sword intention fell, and Su Muyu had no evil skills to cover his body. He lost both arms and one foot, and had several puncture wounds in his body. He was afraid that he would not live long.
"If it weren't for me, he would indeed be dead," Su Changhe seemed to be thinking of something and was faintly excited.
"Here's a tip for you, Su Muyu, now you should return to the Dark River and gather the Twelve Spider Shadow Killers to set off. As for the destination, you can guess for yourself."
Hearing this, Fang Ping felt a chill in his heart...Jianxin Tomb!
Su Changhe continued:
"Sword Immortal Qingmu has a smart mind, so he must have guessed it, but you lack experience in the world of martial arts and don't know how to scheming.
Dark rivers flow underground in rivers and lakes, and this method is the most familiar."
Fang Ping sneered:
"Yeah, thank you all for teaching me a lesson, but now, it's time to end the get out of class."
Su Changhe smiled:
"You can't kill me, and I may not be able to defeat you, but it's okay to hold you back.
As long as you give Su Muyu some time, I will win this battle."
Hearing this, Fang Ping also laughed:
"Underground rivers are, after all, things under the ground. We don't know how vast the sky is, and we can't see the top of the immortals."
"If you can, come and kill me!"
Su Changhe's momentum surged, evil spirits escaped, and the magic form of Yama was entrenched behind him, with the power of swallowing the sky.
On the other hand, Fang Ping, protected by the Golden Light Divine Spell and the Free Heart Bell, slowly closed his eyes:
"The name of the sword is Holy Spirit Sword Technique."
"Ding--"
Long Yuan's sharp blade vibrates, its chant goes up to the nine heavens, the sword's intention turns into spirit, and it is stored inwardly.
This strike was different from the past. The sword's intention was restrained and its power was flat, like a mortal sword, until...
"Twenty-three Heaven-Destroying Jedi Swords!"
After finishing speaking, the sword energy of the Holy Spirit came out, radiating for more than a hundred feet, centered on the person holding the sword, and the sword energy intertwined to form a barrier, which is called the sword energy hell.
In all hells, all living beings are forbidden and will not move at all.
Su Changhe was shocked in his heart, the amusement in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by fear and surprise... What kind of sword technique was this? Neither the body nor the internal force could move, and the space was frozen, as if his thoughts were separated.
At the same time, Li Hanyi and Zhai Yuejun were also imprisoned by the sword energy hell. Their faces remained normal, but their hearts were filled with waves.
Is this the sword Fang Ping was talking about?
Suddenly, a flash of holy light came into view, which was the only moving image in this sword prison.
Li Hanyi and Zhai Yuejun couldn't turn their heads, so they couldn't see the whole picture clearly, but Su Changhe, who was confronting Fang Ping, could see it.
It was a phantom of the Holy Spirit, coming out from between the man's eyebrows and attacking with supreme sword intent.
The shadow is shaped like Fang Ping, and the sword is like Fang Ping, which is the essence of the Sword Immortal.
In the Sword Qi Hell, the living body cannot move, only the soul can leave the body!
Fang Ping's soul spoke out, but the sound directly sounded in Su Changhe's mind:
"With this sword, kill the devil and cut down the dark river!"
With just a "chang" sound, the sword of the soul passed through the body and accurately penetrated Su Changhe's heart.
Fang Ping kept slashing with his sword several times, cutting him into pieces.
The Palm of Hell cannot function, the body cannot be regenerated, and life is passing rapidly...
Su Changhe was anxious and roared in pain:
"Fang Ping! The water from the underground river has flowed into the Jianxin Tomb, you can't stop it!"
The primordial spirit's light bloomed, and Fang Ping swung the ultimate sword:
"Whether he is stopped or not has nothing to do with a dead man."
"This sword wants to kill the enemy, and no one but an immortal can stop it. This sword wants to protect, and the world will be at peace!"
In the end, with one sword strike, Yama disappeared from the world.