The sand and stones on the surface of the peak slid down like rain, filling up many gullies around the peak.
As the surface gravel sand peels off, the dark and hard rock body inside the cliff is gradually exposed.
The Gu Xia Peak is still rising and finally merged into one with the Jade Sword that had previously taken off the air.
The moment the sword and the peak merged, a clanging sword sounded between the sky and the earth. The jade sword was like a strong diamond, embedded on the tip of the giant sword formed by the Peak of the Giant Sword, perfectly blending into the sharpest one at the top of the giant sword.
A little sharpness.
"The Pavilion Master actually refined the entire Gu Xia Peak into his sword!"
The one who spoke was still the young elder just now.
All the elders and guardians of Jiange, including other disciples from the peaks, were stunned and speechless.
Outside Jiange
Old Man He held four iron beads in his palm, and his eyes were quietly staring at the giant peak rising into the sky. His face was calm, and his heart had been trampled by tens of thousands of grass and mud horses.
Yu Song, he said just now that he has grown older in the past two years and has a temper restrained.
How could this be restrained?
The entire sword pavilion has been refined into his sword.
He wants to live two more years, is it almost the same for Tianbei Island?
The topography of Tianbei Island appeared in Old Man He's mind, and he suddenly discovered that the entire Tianbei Island was embedded in a large cliff...
This shape is so unique.
It is very likely to be refined into Yu Song’s sword!
Jia Guilin, the owner of the Zanbao Pavilion who was watching the battle next to him, and the other owners of the Pavilion Pavilion, were shocked and completely speechless.
There were also some foreign sect monks who had sensed the breath and rushed to ask questions, all of whom were completely impressed by the scene in front of them.
The huge peak blade approached the sky.
With the exit of Yu Song's "break" character, it seemed like a natural giant sword pierced straight at the huge column of lightning that was pressing down.
But this time, when the tip of the giant sword hit the thing contained in the light column, it had no intention of stopping at all.
The surging sword intent filled the world spread out from the pavilion below the giant sword, urging the giant sword that completely supports the sky to overcome all obstacles and attack upwards.
The thick thunder was like a piece of clean wood, and as the sword tip penetrated deeper, it made a crisp sound of "crack!" being split.
Except for the louder sound, it feels exactly the same as the feeling of chopping firewood.
I don’t know if the sword intent released by Yu Song was too powerful. The entire sword pavilion protection array seemed to feel his sword intent, releasing pure and dazzling white light, echoing the aura of the giant sword above the sky light.
The light column was slashed into neat halves, but the towering sword edge did not stop and continued to rise, directly inserted into the dark cloud.
The sword body was gradually covered by thick clouds, and in everyone's sight, there was only the thick cloud as dark as ink in the sky.
The sky became quiet again.
After the light column was split, it naturally dissipated. No one could see the giant sword wrapped in thick clouds. What was going on at this moment?
The people on Tianbei Island began to worry again.
Isn't it too hasty? After splitting the thunder just now, I should stop at the right time. Now that I am surrounded by thunder clouds, will I hurt the giant sword?
Lanrong Pavilion
Yu Song sat cross-legged in the main hall, quietly closing his eyes, as if there were still endless Han Song Peak outside the window.
Around him, there was a powerful sword intent that was constantly scattering out, and the endless aura was calm and thick, just like in that body, there was inexhaustible huge energy.
No one can imagine how much power a body can wrap.
Yu Song was like turning every capillary and even every cell into a sword intent.
It was not until the entire pony sword body of the cloud sea penetrated into the thick cloud that Yu Song opened his eyes.
His pupils had turned into bright white like sword intent, and a tiny sword shadow slowly appeared on his forehead.
That is his true sword intent.
Just like Yu Xin’s eyebrows, it was born.
But Yu Song had long forgotten how long it had been to fight with his natural sword intent.
The bright white sword shadow on his forehead became clearer and clearer, and the breath around him became more and more refined.
The aura that seemed to be gradually tempered gradually converged to the sword shadow on his forehead until all the spiritual qi in the meridians were collected into the sword shadow.
Yu Song didn't have a trace of spiritual power on his body, and he looked like an ordinary old man.
But the sword shadow printed on his forehead was like a bright moon, particularly bright.
After about a few breaths, the sword shadow on his forehead suddenly shone brightly, and thousands of lights bloomed from the sword body...
Outside Jiange
Everyone held their breath, staring at the thick ink-like heavy cloud above the Sword Pavilion without blinking.
They just watched the cloud swallow the giant sword transformed from the entire Gu Xia Peak until the sword body disappeared into the clouds.
After a few breaths, there was no movement in the sword in the clouds and the clouds wrapped in the swords.
What's going on?
Although the distance is far away, everyone dare not even breathe.
There was a string in his nerves, and he was speculating for no reason about the various consequences of the sword in Yunzhong.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
Suddenly, a ray of light emerged from the gaps between the thick clouds, white...
Someone exclaimed quietly.
It's Jia Guilin.
Before the amazement could be reached, countless red and white lights were rays of light coming out from the gaps in the clouds.
The white lights were like countless swords, cutting the originally rich and stagnant clouds bit by bit.
The light shines through the clouds and falls into the mortal world, like the sun covered by dark clouds. The thick clouds are cut into countless wisps and finally flows by the wind in the sky.
It drifts further and further away, gradually dispersing until it finally completely transforms countless breaths that are no longer visible to the naked eye and disappears into the vast world.
A ray of setting sun penetrates the red clouds that penetrate the horizon, covering the top of the Yuxia Peak.
There is no lightning or cloud in the sky, nor a giant sword.
Only the eternal afterglow left a dazzling light on the eaves of the roof of the Lanrong Palace.
Everything before was like a phantom.
"Jiange is safe and sound. Thank you for coming to protect the Dharma of the Heavenly Beggar Sword Pavilion. Thank you. It's not convenient for Jiange to enter at this moment. You can come to my treasure pavilion. There are other things. I'll thank you for a cup of thin tea. Some good teas are there...
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Jia Guilin's voice sounded again, and he greeted the monks of the outer sect who were coming to watch the battle with enthusiasm and headed to the Zanbao Pavilion.
In terms of social engagements, Jia Guilin is a natural expert, with very comprehensive words and etiquette.
After the battle just now, the outer sect faced Jia Gui temporarily. Although he was the head of the Zanbao Pavilion, he was the first-class status than the elders of the sects who were present at the scene.
But no one dared to be arrogant.
The reason is nothing else, Yu Song is really too strong.
Everyone followed Master Jia tactfully and left. On the stone-paved Jiange Plank Road, they returned to their usual desolation.
There was only one person left on the desolate plank road and still standing there without leaving.