Sword comes

As long as there is a dispute over the great way, a battle of life and death, it will be like two armies facing each other. The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. There is absolutely no room for surrendering without a fight or giving way to a detour.

When Jiang She pulled out the spear that could break the formation, Chen Pingan immediately took out the sword fairy banner that he had received from Li Zhen in the past and stabbed it heavily on the ground.

The Sword Immortal Banner, which had been refined into a life object not long ago, was only dared to be refined in the middle before, and was placed by Chen Pingan on the top of the "mountain shrine" made of five-colored soil. Now, a life cave was opened up for it. From the banner, silver-eyed and ethereal Sword Immortals floated out, a total of eighteen, and the "robes" they wore were all made of refined talismans.

Jiang She's burly figure turned into a rainbow of light. Above the ground, his formation-breaking spear created arcs of fireflies. The sword immortals who were blocking his way were as fragile as pieces of paper, and they didn't even have a chance to draw their swords.

Every time the spear touched the sword immortal's body, it was like snowballs bursting out.

Jiang She came to Chen Pingan in a flash, and the pair of golden eyes that came into his sight were so abominable!

Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly, and he tried to take back the Sword Immortal Banner, but Jiang She's gun shattered his consciousness.

Jiang She curled the corner of his mouth, reached out and grasped the temporarily ownerless Sword Immortal Banner, and broke it casually.

A muffled thunder sounded from within the body of Chen Pingan, who had shrunk to a far distance.

A sword immortal banner that was carefully crafted and engraved with thousands of talismans as inscriptions, along with a natal cave, were thus destroyed.

Jiang She knew that this kid still had a lot of life-refining objects on him. How could ordinary cultivators dare to pursue quantity and refine life-refining objects so casually? If all fights can be won by magic weapons, who among the cultivators who have lived for thousands of years does not have hundreds of life-refining objects? However, Chen Pingan was right to do so. As a half-one, he had a good innate foundation and was not afraid of being full when hungry. If he was given another 200 to 300 years of cultivation, he would be able to open up more than a thousand Qi Palaces in the human body, and then use the life-refining objects to sit in them. When he achieved enlightenment and ascended, he would probably think that the power of the heavenly tribulation was not enough? It was also a brilliant method that had never been seen before and will never be seen again. Unfortunately, it happened to him.

Jiang She shook his head and warned, "Are these things just for show suitable for testing my power? I advise you not to embarrass yourself by showing them off. Why don't you use your real trump card?"

As he spoke, Jiang She was unstoppable, and he pointed a spear at Chen Ping'an's chest. Chen Ping'an did not retreat but advanced, striding forward, letting the spear pierce his chest. With a twist of his wrist, his right hand instantly lifted up a stacked array of thunder, interweaving lightning, like a dragon and snake. The thunder was like a fist, slamming into Jiang She's face. With a strong push, the entire thunder collided with Jiang She's strong true energy and turned into powder in an instant, hitting Jiang She's head back. He retreated with the spear, and did not forget to twist the spear, which took advantage of the situation to stir a huge hole in Chen Ping'an's chest.

Jiang She retreated a dozen steps and stood still with his gun in hand.

As expected, he had a body of the most refined and pure god, coupled with his cloud and water body and water spirit realm. The wound in front of him healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Two daggers slipped out from his sleeves, and Chen Pingan gently held them.

One of Cao Zi's daggers was inscribed with "Morning Dew", but its real name was "Zhu Lu". The other one was inscribed with "Dusk Glow", and was named "Ge Lu" by Chen Ping'an.

Barely avoiding Jiang She's shot in the neck, Chen Pingan approached with a dagger in hand. A glittering Big Dipper formation appeared out of thin air on the ground. Jiang She was slightly surprised. The second shot still missed and failed to split the guy from head to toe. It turned out that Chen Pingan used some secret method to deliver daggers at the same time as Yaoguang and Yuheng. They were real knives, and stabbed at the temple on one side of Jiang She's head. At the same time, the stars moved quietly, and Jiang She's position happened to fall near the Kaiyang star. Jiang She smiled. His body was not fast enough to shrink the ground, so he had to rely on these fancy tricks to make up for the disadvantage.

Even with the help of the formation diagram, the Taoist's steps and the ability to shrink the earth, his movements were still so slow.

If you are not capable of doing things, no matter how good the time and place are, it will still be in vain.

Jiang She was too lazy to move the throne. He just turned his head slightly to avoid one of the Muxia daggers. Then he raised his hand and hit the dagger engraved with the inscription "Chaolu" with his palm. The Cao Zi dagger, which had a long history and legendary stories, broke into pieces and shattered like jade chips.

He reached out again, grabbed Chen Ping'an's face with his five fingers, and returned the favor by twisting his wrist and knocking Chen Ping'an to the ground.

The earth shook violently, and Chen Pingan sank into a pit with countless cracks all around him.

Jiang She raised his foot and stomped hard on the guy's chest. Chen Ping'an's body turned into eighteen sword lights and dispersed instantly, gathering in the distance. Jiang She seemed to disdain to chase him, but just raised his spear diagonally, and pointed at the tip of the spear. Then a powerful force of Taoism condensed like an arrow and broke through the air. Chen Ping'an's body exploded again, and a bowl-sized hole appeared in his abdomen, which was truly "empty". The healing speed of the wound this time was obviously slower.

Chen Ping'an had a blank expression on his face, but a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. How could Jiang She be so fast?

It should be noted that after Jiang She drew out his spear and broke the formation, he has not yet used any military magical powers, nor has he used any kind of immortal magic. In other words, Jiang She has always been fighting the enemy with his physical body.

Furthermore, this battlefield site was originally a place where the heavens had prevailed over Jiang She, the first ancestor of the military strategist who had killed a god. The flying sword of a sword cultivator was already a special case that was least affected by the long river of time, which is why there was a saying that one sword could break all laws. Since Jiang She did not use his innate magical power and was in the small world of the military strategist, how could he completely ignore the obstruction of the long river of time?

Most importantly, Chen Pingan had already sacrificed his natal flying sword, the Caged Bird, so Chen Pingan was in charge of his small world, and his movements were as smooth as a boat sailing with the wind and the current. Jiang She, however, seemed to be in an invisible frozen glass realm, and his body was more than just a ship going against the current, which most hindered the flow of his soul and spiritual energy in his body.

Damn it, he is worthy of being Jiang She, he is really strong.

Jiang She, who has not yet returned to the peak, is already so powerful. What about Daozu, who has firmly held the upper hand ten thousand years ago?

No wonder Bai Jing reminded him in his heart earlier on the night boat that when the two armies faced off, the generals of both sides fought against each other in front of the battlefield just like in later historical novels. Daozu was entangled by Jiang She and became really angry.

Jiang She walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "Those in the Ascending Realm do not know the grandeur of the Fourteenth Realm, and those in the Ending Realm will find it even more difficult to understand the significance of the Eleventh Realm of Martial Arts."

The sky and the earth suddenly became dark, as if dark clouds were covering the sun. Jiang She raised his eyes a little and saw a white jade Ganoderma lucidum as big as a mountain, flying heavily towards him.

Jiang She just glanced at it, and without stopping, he opened his fist and threw a punch, easily breaking the jade ganoderma. Then there was a white jade-colored rainstorm, splashing the earth wantonly.

"Hasn't the sword holder told you that since ancient times, all the Qi cultivators who have sought immortality have been exceptions. They are all just people who drink from the long river of time and are water thieves."

As Jiang She was walking slowly with the gun in his hand, another strange phenomenon occurred on the side. A flying sword shaped like a river on earth rushed towards him with great momentum and force. The river water with surging sword energy was like hitting a pillar in the middle of the stream, stirring up thousands of feet of water mist. After a moment, Jiang She walked out of the flying sword water curtain with the hidden meaning of the word "渎" without any damage. However, a huge green lake appeared on a large expanse of land in front of him, with vast waves and boundless water.

Jiang She saw through the trick at a glance. They were all imitation small worlds made of swords. After the great refinement, they could be changed as they wished, allowing the refiner to change the shape to deceive the eyes. The roots of the two swords were actually the two dragon short swords in Chen Ping'an's water house "Longqiu", with the characters "渎" and "湖" engraved on them respectively.

"There are tens of thousands of so-called caves and temples in the world, and which one is not located near water? So-called Taoists, who are not maggots swarming on the corpses of gods? Warriors like me don't have this drawback."

Jiang She walked leisurely on the water. Every step he took on the emerald green glass mirror-like surface of the lake forcefully suppressed the sword intent beneath the water, preventing it from raising its head like a dragon.

There was also a miniature flying sword that was disproportionate to Jiang and Du. It was hidden in the air and came silently and insidiously, but was still knocked away by Jiang She's gun.

If this flying sword had not been tainted with some demonic energy, Jiang She would probably have taken much longer to detect its trace amidst the lingering sound of the water curtain being dissipated.

It turned out to be the flying sword "Tianlai" of the sword cultivator of the demon clan of the Zhengrong Sect. The flying sword was hit by the tip of the spear just now, splashing a burst of sparks, and turned into ashes on the way.

This is the power of the spear breaking the formation. As long as the quality of the refined object is not high enough, it will break into pieces with just a slight touch.

I feel sorry for him again. If he were to face off against an ordinary cultivator in the Ascension Realm, with these messy spells and magical powers, would an immortal have a chance to gain the upper hand?

In an instant, the daytime scene above Jiang She's head turned into night, the starry sky was bright, and a picture of the twenty-eight constellations with a strong Taoist meaning appeared.

Jiang She looked at it intently, and took a closer look. It seemed that a physical object was used as the core of the formation, and 28 talismans of good material were added to "paint" the lifelike painted statues of the 28 constellations. Jiang She was somewhat familiar with it, and remembered that it was the Jincheng Jade Emperor Temple in Guzezhou, Qingming Tianxia. It was as if Chen Pingan had "invited the gods" to move here, and the gods returned to their positions, sitting in their respective constellations in the sky. What was a little weird was that there were signs of the sun and the moon in the sky outside the star map, which was a bit of a random patchwork.

A star map formation above his head was just circulating on its own, always ready to go. There was no sign of an attack, so Jiang She ignored it for the time being.

Is it just a frightening display, or is it the trump card that Chen Pingan thinks is the key to victory? It can't be a decoration that just wastes spiritual energy. You will know when it hits the ground.

The original owner of the money is not in a hurry, so Jiang She, who is just watching the fun, will be more patient.

"It's a pity that you are not good at either martial arts or swordsmanship, and neither of you has 'purity'. It's pitiful. On the contrary, your own divinity, which you regard as the enemy of the Tao, is the only one that has a chance of purity. It's even more pitiful."

There was a big lake blocking the road ahead, but Jiang She didn't bother to take a detour and walked straight into it. He stepped on the green mirror surface that was as soft as mud, and the sword energy that was ready to move in the lake was forcibly suppressed.

Even someone as proud as Jiang She couldn't help but admire in his heart that Chen Ping'an, this kid, had managed to accumulate so much wealth at such a young age.

"What are you eating? You're eating martial luck, spiritual energy, magic weapons, gold essence and copper coins, the dragon-slaying platform, etc. Everything is like eating a bowl of rice before execution, and in the end, it will all serve as a wedding dress for divinity."

"Listen to my advice, you can't lock it up. The outcome of this tug-of-war has already been decided. There is no point in struggling. It is better to admit defeat and lose half. The divinity can be fully stretched out, isn't that a kind of freedom?"

"Let's fight, don't make any noise, fellow Taoist."

At some point, Chen Pingan dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a lotus crown on his head, a green gauze Taoist robe, holding a snow-white whisk in his left hand and a miniature imitation white jade pagoda in his right hand.

His whole body was filled with Taoist energy as thick as substance, with a dazzling yellow-purple glow, and behind him appeared two halos of the sun and the moon.

When he finally spoke, he teased Jiang She.

In the imitation object suspended in the palm of the "Taoist" Chen Ping'an's hand, there is a white jade capital, five cities and twelve towers, each with a wisp of slender precious light flowing, and there are also green books and secret manuals that emit bursts of Taoist light.

Jiang She was so angry that he couldn't help laughing when he heard that. In his field of vision, there was a pavilion with green glazed tiles in the middle of the lake. A swordsman in white clothes walked out of the pavilion, as if he was preparing wine to entertain guests. He took up his sword and walked out of the pavilion. He said with a heroic smile, "You are a great warrior. Tell me your name. I have had a drink with you. Now it's your turn to go up the mountain and join the righteous."

Jiang She felt confused and didn't waste any words with him. He moved forward, raised his gun, and shattered the illusion of the swordsman who was blocking his way on the spot.

It is said to be an illusion, but it is only from Jiang She's perspective. If it were an ordinary martial arts master, a martial artist would have to expend countless efforts to defeat him.