Xian Miao does not want to fly

The army of cold bone corpses rushed into Tianyin Realm.

"Array repair, go and see the big array!"

"The big array is broken to see if there is a fart!"

"Where is Dao Zun? Have you gone to inform Zhizun?"

"What's the use of his alchemy, it's better to ask the sword master!"

"The Juggernaut is useless! Su Li is crazy! He left his post without permission and killed innocent people indiscriminately!"

"Who is that sword repairman who is fighting with Su Li!"

"Don't care who it is, run for your life!"

Frost corpses can only be dealt with by the sword cultivator's Tiangang sword energy. Now there are very few sword cultivators left in the city, and the soaring cultivators tried every means to run to the west of Tianyin Realm.

This "Su Li" is indeed crazy.

The Broken Soul part of his body that belongs to the puppet master seemed to be playing a leading role. He smiled and dodged Qiao Mo's attack, and the blue sword shadow flew towards the cultivators on the ground who were struggling to escape. The cultivators focused on dodging The cold bone corpse's attack did not expect to be pierced by the sword shadow falling from the sky.

"Hahaha! Interesting! The way you run away is really embarrassing! When you were in the lower realms, when you were all flattered by others and regarded low-level cultivators as worthless, did you ever think about today!"

The red sword shadow caught up with "Su Li", and "Su Li" gave an unhappy "tsk" and said gloomily, "Little cat, don't make trouble."

"enough!"

The sword intent chase just now consumed a lot of Qiao Mo's spiritual power. He originally wanted to chase the sword demon, but he didn't want to be blocked by "Su Li", but "Su Li" started attacking the people underneath after a few tricks with him. He had no choice but to stop the fleeing cultivators.

Qiao Mo felt that the spiritual power in his demon core was about to be drained. He bit the tip of his tongue to speed up the transformation of spiritual power in his body. Spiritual energy is full again.

Hong Yuan slashed at "Su Li" with sword intent, "Su Li" had to concentrate on dealing with Qiao Mo, and the cultivators below didn't have time to watch and figure out why the current sword master was crazy and only cared about himself fled westward.

"I won't allow you to tarnish Su Li's reputation again!"

In the underground palace, Su Cheng shivered and hid in a corner: "Impossible...it's impossible to make a mistake...how could it be like this..."

At a certain moment just now, the "successful products" of Sioux City in the underground palace suddenly lost control, and the skeleton corpses swarmed up, trying to devour the only two living bodies left in the underground palace.

The Qingfeng in Su Jing's hand condensed the sword intent, and the sword shadow blocked those cold bone corpses, but these cold bone corpses were more difficult to deal with than Minghanyuan's, because these cold bone corpses retained part of their souls, which made them not only able to attack people Gnawing, the soul fragments allowed them to retain their skills in life.

The sword shadow blocked the cold bone corpse, the qi of the sky blocked those flying spells, Qingfeng brewed the sword intent, and Su Jing raised his hand and waved it down!

The evil energy on the cold bone corpses was eliminated by the sword intent, and their bodies were cut off in half.

But this underground palace is too huge, the nearby bone corpses were killed, and the distant ones rushed up again. In the dark underground palace, there were still cold bone corpses pouring in from places Su Jing couldn't see.

Su Jing couldn't help saying angrily: "How many fucking things have you made!"

Su Cheng trembled and said, "Count... thousands of people, probably..."

Thousands of people.

Su Jing didn't know when Su Cheng ascended, but there were very few great talents who ascended in the past few years.

Thousands of people, except for the newly ascended in recent years, the former ascended were basically all dismissed by him.

It's no wonder that Su Cheng was able to cover the sky with one hand in the Tianyin realm. There were no people in the same period, and there were no people with a little seniority. Those who remained were all juniors who were in awe of him and were willing to die.

Then these loyal cultivators were refined into cold bone corpses and stayed here.

Oh, and some of them failed, and were thrown into the Nether Cold Abyss without anyone noticing.

"Is this place very close to Minghanyuan?"

But Su Cheng shook his head: "No...no, the devilish energy in Nether Cold Abyss will affect the spells, this place is near the guardian formation, in fact...not far from Zixiao Palace..."

Seeing the skeleton corpses pouring in again, Su Jing roared, "How do you get out!"

"Time...time..." Su Cheng trembled from being yelled at, "There is still a moment, when the time comes..."

Su Jing focused on gathering his sword intent to prepare for the next wave of attacks: "Time?"

Su Cheng looked at his back, and the expression of fear on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Yes, time," he said, "so, pray for luck, my junior."

Su Jing was taken aback for a moment, he turned his head to look at Su Cheng, and Su Cheng's figure had disappeared in place.

Fuck, he couldn't help cursing, this old guy tricked him!

Where Su Cheng stood just now is the exit of the teleportation!

Seeing the bone corpses rushing over again, Su Jing narrowed his eyes.

Su Cheng wanted him to be buried here, and then deal with these out-of-control things?

Then he underestimated the strength of a Juggernaut too much.

Qiao Mo held Hongyuan to shuttle through the moon-blue sword shadows, and the red sword shadows smashed the moon-blue sword shadows that attacked other cultivators.

"Su Li" chuckled: "Mo, what do you care about them? Or do you think that this distraction can defeat me?"

Qiao Mo gritted his teeth, calmed down, Hong Yuan attacked "Su Li", "Su Li" dodged sideways, the bone corpse rushed forward again, Qiao Mo swung out his sword intent, sweeping away the area.

The cultivator who was about to be drowned by the cold bone corpses breathed a sigh of relief.

"You!" Qiao Mo casually pointed to a cultivator.

The cultivator hastily waved his hand: "I, I, I, I am Fa Xiu..."

"It's a law repairer, so I want to do it to assist the array cultivator!" Qiao Mo didn't have time to talk nonsense to them, "You find someone, the person who usually issues orders, the array repairer forms the formation, the law repairer supports the formation, the sword repairer and other cultivators. Those who protect the formation will form the formation! Form a team on the spot, protect yourself in a small area first, and then form a large formation in a large area!"

After finishing speaking, he dragged that Faxiu to a safe place: "You have been so used to relying on sword cultivators all these years, don't you know anything else except eating Condensation Pearl? Only sword energy can kill cold bone corpses?" Wrong, but other techniques are not helpless in front of cold bone corpses! You guys, don’t forget that you are cultivators! Cultivators who can ascend to the upper realm! Really! Great! Can!"

That Faxiu was forced to squat on his buttocks.

Qiao Mo felt that what he had said was on point, and what to do with the rest was up to them.

He wants to save people, but he can't save everyone.

So he could only go in the direction of the person he cared about the most, and he had to ensure Su Jing's safety first.

He wasted too much time here.

"Yo, you don't care about them? So, realize early that your opponent is me, and be serious."

"Su Li" stood in front of him with a smile again.

Qiao Mo looked over his shoulder and saw the Zixiao Temple floating above the clouds.

Su Jing went there.

The big formation has been broken, and it has been a while since the cold bone corpse broke into Tianyin Realm, Su Cheng must have got the news.

But now neither Su Jing nor Su Cheng appeared, it could only mean that either they were not here, or they encountered something stronger there.

Such as Sword Demon.

"The Sword Demon has indeed gone to Zixiao Temple." "Su Li" also looked back there, "The only reason he left was for this final revenge. Of course, if the enemy is dead, then maybe he It will also become the same cold bone corpse as them. This is nothing to do with Su Jing, but he seems to be called by Su Cheng? Then guess, Su Jing will be the sword demon after he really became a demon. The first person you met?"

The cold bone corpse rushed towards Qiao Mo, and was overwhelmed by the aura of the heavenly gang on his body.

The instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages made the army of cold bone corpses abandon the two top-level sword cultivators who were facing each other, bypassing them one after another and rushing towards the "soft persimmons" behind them.

Qiao Mo was no longer distracted. Pale golden cat ears and two tails appeared. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, a strange red light began to appear in the golden eyes.

"I believe him," Qiao Mo clasped Hongyuan's handle with his index finger, and spiritual power poured into the spirit sword from the hilt. Hongyuan emitted a golden-red light that had never been seen before, which was the same color as the feather of a phoenix. "I believe He will definitely wait for me to find him!"

In order to find him, Su Li cut his own soul to become Su Jing, endured such severe pain and became a sword master again, just to meet him.

Because he knew that as long as Qiao Mo was in the lower realm, he would definitely go to the strongest sword master to compete.So as long as he became a Juggernaut, Qiao Mo would definitely meet him.

Although Su Jing has no memory of Su Li, his attachment to Qiao Mo is engraved in every piece of his soul.

"Besides," Hong Yuan charged towards him with fiery sword intent, and Qiao Mo's eyes were firm, "You are not the real Su Li, even if you have his memory and that bit of soul, even if you can use Lan Chen , you can't experience and comprehend Su Li's true swordsmanship!"

"Su Li"'s complexion became worse and worse following his words.

"You are just a fake! How can you be worthy of talking about the word 'opponent' with me!"

The intent of the sword is invisible, but the shadow of the sword is tangible.

But now, Qiao Mo's sword intent was like a raging fire, bursting out with Hong Yuan's swing!

The fire rained all over the sky and attacked "Su Li" with a majestic sword intent. This is a memory that he has never searched for in any soul fragment.

Is this the strength of the soaring Qiao Mo?

"Su Li" gritted his teeth, raised Lan Chen, the cold sword intent condensed into a solid line of defense in an attempt to resist the fire rain, an ice blue lotus flower bloomed in the air, the ice arrow pierced through the fire rain, and the spiritual power collided violently. The force wave exploded from the place where the two confronted, instantly melting the nearby bone corpses!

Qiao Mo showed a smile, it was a success!

This is also the inspiration brought to him by the Sword Cultivator Dabi.

The confrontation of sword cultivators will inevitably produce a collision of spiritual power and sword energy. Those sword cultivators who were at the bottom of the pure river valley back then had to back down, otherwise they would be affected and injured, not to mention these cold bone corpses!

"Su Li" glanced at the surrounding situation, and instantly understood Qiao Mo's plan. He narrowed his eyes, and his dislike for Qiao Mo gradually overwhelmed his liking.

But Qiao Mo didn't stop there. He continued to attack the impostor with Hong Yuan in his hand, and "Su Li" had to block it with his sword. Rely on the most basic swordsmanship to fight.

The more Qiao Mo fought, the more excited he became, but "Su Li" was getting more and more strenuous.

Having the memory of a Juggernaut and being a Juggernaut are two different things. As Qiao Mo said, a fake is a fake.

Before, it was because of the mixed sword cultivation techniques that "Su Li" could still use them freely. After all, the puppet master also used techniques.

But now when it comes to the basic swordsmanship, he struggles instead. For the basic swordsmanship, his muscle memory and the feeling of the two souls have conflicts. Facing Qiao Mo's sharp swordsmanship, he gradually can't bear it, but Qiao Mo obviously won't wait. With his spiritual power restored, Qiao Mo took advantage of the soft figure of a cat in his original form, and made a pose that a human being could not do. Hong Yuan stabbed out from a tricky angle. Shen was picked out of his hand abruptly and fell not far away, and the next moment, Hong Yuan pointed at his gate of life.

Victory and defeat.

"Su Li" looked at the red spirit sword parked in front of his altar, and Qiao Mo with a proud face.

The sun shone on Qiao Mo's pale golden ears, and he smiled instead.

"You won," "Su Li" said, but he didn't panic at all, "but, can you do it? Can you do it, kill me? Kill me, this fragment of Su Li's soul, It will escape into the path of reincarnation, including the memory of him and you once being together, and disappear into this world together."

Qiao Mo didn't reply right away. Behind him, a few knots of red spirit thread quietly emerged, which belonged to the puppeteer's technique.

"It's impossible for a swordsman to be knocked out of his natal spirit sword," Qiao Mo said slowly as if he didn't realize it. He held Hong Yuan firmly, and asked "Su Li" a question, "You know why you did that?" Did I pick off the spirit sword?"

"Su Li" looked at him coldly.

"because--"

The red spirit silk is ready to attack the enemy's body, but the red spirit sword is one step faster!

Hong Yuan stabbed fiercely into his altar, "Su Li" canthus tearing apart: "You——!"

The soul-leading thread dissipated in an instant, black mist suddenly burst out from his body, he knelt on the ground, the spiritual altar was broken, and even the heavenly king and Lao Tzu could not save him.

Qiao Mo slowly pulled out Hong Yuan, and the blood dyed Hong Yuan even more alluring.

Su Li's body fell to the ground, and the gold bead pendant on his chest slipped out and shattered into powder.

Qiao Mo stared blankly at the two balls of light emerging from this familiar body, one of which flew quickly towards the direction of the reincarnation in the distance, and the other stayed on his forehead, rubbing his pale golden hair. ear.

Just like Su Li touched his ears before.

Then that piece of soul also flew into the distance.

Qiao Mo's tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes uncontrollably.

"... It is impossible for a sword repairman to let the spirit sword leave his hand, and his soul fragments let Lan Chen take the opportunity to escape from your hand because he wanted me to kill you."

Su Li's soul fragment finally resisted the shackles of this inexplicable consciousness, resisted his instinct and obsession to occupy Qiao Mo, and gave Qiao Mo a signal, telling him that he could kill himself.

He threw away his natal spirit sword, just like Yuan Sijie threw away his own spirit sword for Su Xu.

At that moment, Qiao Mo surpassed Su Li's "Tao".

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