I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

On the top of Lingyun Mountain, on the purple-gold platform covered by the formation, the sword light swept across and the sword shadows crisscrossed.

Tyrant Blade Xiao Mobei and Zhao Heng had a fierce confrontation.

Both of them had discovered that the other party's strength was extraordinary, far exceeding the limit of this martial arts world.

"There is something wrong with this guy!" This was the thought that came to the minds of both of them at the same time.

Zhao Heng immediately suspected that Tyrant Blade Xiao Mobei was most likely the murderer who attacked the East Palace at night and poisoned Hu Feinan.

With this in mind, Zhao Heng secretly sent a message to call on the princess to join forces to defeat the enemy.

However, before the princess appeared.

"Swoosh...!"

Outside the isolation formation, a deep blue sword light tore through the light curtain, and then a figure rushed in like lightning.

The function of this isolation ban is to isolate the breath and sound inside and outside the formation. The defense is not strong and was broken by external forces.

At this moment, a figure stepping on a flying sword appeared in the void on the purple-gold platform.

The man was wearing a green gown, a belt and a jade crown, with delicate features, and he looked to be in his early thirties, with a refined aura.

But the flying sword under the man's feet was shining with blue light, and his eyes, which seemed peaceful and gentle, but were full of brilliance, showed that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Ye Qiu!"

Seeing the man, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of Tyrant Blade Xiao Mobei.

The man was the Sword Saint "Ye Qiu" who was as famous as Tyrant Blade among the seven masters of the martial arts world.

Seeing Ye Qiu coming, Tyrant Blade secretly transmitted his voice with his spiritual consciousness, and it was unknown what he said.

Ye Qiu stared at the battlefield, paying attention to Zhao Heng, who was almost as good as Xiao Mobei, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The next moment, he drew his sword without hesitation.

"Shua...!"

A blue sword rainbow attacked Zhao Heng's eyebrows fiercely, and its power was no less than that of Tyrant Blade.

Zhao Heng's heart trembled, thinking that these two people were both magic warriors, and they were in the same group?

Before Zhao Heng could defend himself, a figure flashed outside the isolation barrier, and a golden sword light broke through the air.

The person who came was wearing a loose silver robe, a white jade mask on his face, golden light flashing around him, and a dragon-patterned long sword in his hand, sharp and aura soaring into the sky.

It was the eldest princess who took action, but she did not reveal her identity.

"Clang...!"

Two sword lights, one blue and one gold, met in the air, bursting out with dazzling brilliance.

The sword of Sword Saint Ye Qiu and the eldest princess were equally matched.

"Hmm... who are you?" Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed and he spoke in surprise.

The eldest princess did not answer at all, the sword in her hand rang like a dragon's roar, stirring up a sky full of golden sword light, and took the initiative to kill.

Ye Qiu's eyes became solemn, and he also used all his strength to bless the sword and fought with him.

Both of them were extraordinary sword cultivators. At this moment, they were like a needle against a wheat spike, fighting fiercely, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

Seeing this, Tyrant Blade Xiao Mobei's face changed slightly, and the fire attribute aura and the hot innate aura in his body burst out. He slashed at Zhao Heng with all his strength.

Zhao Heng did not dare to neglect it, and also slashed with all his strength, using the sword in his hand as a war knife, and slashed wildly with the opponent.

He secretly performed the "Blood Shadow Soul Slash" sword technique, which was sharp and powerful!

But Xiao Mobei was also extraordinary. Not only was his fire attribute aura pure and rich, but his cultivation method was also obviously extraordinary. He was also proficient in advanced sword techniques and martial arts, and was not inferior at all.

"Hu Feinan, who are you and why do you hide in the secular world?" Tyrant Blade said coldly.

Zhao Heng sneered and asked back, "Humph, I also want to ask, who are you? There is no powerful Ascension Realm warrior like you in the secular world."

While the two of them were suspicious of each other, they also realized that if they did not show some trump cards, they would definitely not be able to do anything to each other.

Tyrant Blade attacked first, the blade flashed in his hand, and instantly slashed out more than a dozen blade beams, forcing Zhao Heng back.

He also flew backwards at the same time and landed on the edge of the light curtain of the large formation.

With a "clang", the slender sword was retracted into the left scabbard.

He held the thick and huge hilt of the sword on the right side of his waist with both hands at the same time.

The blade had not been unsheathed, but the momentum on his body seemed to collapse, constantly shrinking, and finally compressed into a powerful and majestic sword momentum.

"Buzz......!"

The blade began to tremble, and a trace of cold blade light was reflected on Zhao Heng.

In an instant, Zhao Heng felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast that was about to be released from the cage.

He felt cold all over, and there was a sense of impending danger.

He knew that Xiao Mobei's sword was extraordinary.

Not daring to be careless, Zhao Heng also sheathed his long sword.

He sank, his knees slightly bent, and one hand was in the palm of his hand, protecting his heart.

One hand clenched into a fist, close to the waist, the body slightly turned to the right, blocking the fisted arm.

"Boom...!"

Suddenly, Zhao Heng's right arm made a roar, and the whole arm instantly expanded more than twice, tearing the sleeve.

Revealing the "iron arm" with flashing red gold light, bulging blue veins, knotted muscles, and a huge "iron fist"!

At this moment, the innate energy between heaven and earth, the earth attribute mysterious energy, seemed to be summoned and rushed in.

Zhao Heng's arm was also covered by layers of rich yellow light at a very fast speed.

A heavy and unstoppable might accumulated at a very fast speed.

Zhao Heng and Xiao Mobei's momentum soared to the peak at almost the same time.

Xiao Mobei's eyes were sharp and resolute, and he suddenly exerted force with both hands, drew his sword, and unsheathed it!

"Ba Dao Jueqing Slash!"

The sword light appeared, and a red sword light, like a startled dragon out of the sea, and like a ray of sky, wrapped in a surging sharp energy, pushed all the way.

It actually split the indestructible purple gold platform into a gap at a high speed, and attacked Zhao Heng directly.

Feeling the terrifying power of this sword light, Zhao Heng's pupils shrank, and the right arm that accumulated terrifying energy slammed down to the ground.

"Stone Splitting Fist Second Style - Earth Splitting Style!"

Stone Splitting Fist is the first martial art that Zhao Heng practiced, and it is also the most profound martial art he has mastered.

Among them, the second innate style "Earth Splitting Style" is the first time that Zhao Heng has used it in the enemy since he mastered it.

The terrifying energy that burst out at that moment poured into the earth, causing the entire purple gold platform to tremble violently, as if it was about to collapse.

A yellowish-brown fist shadow, like an earth dragon that looked down on everything, blasted a gully in the platform.

Rushing all the way, it hit the domineering sword light brazenly.

"Boom...!"

The red dragon and the earth dragon clashed in the center of the platform, and a shocking sound broke out.

The next moment, an illusory earth-yellow fist shadow blasted Xiao Mobei away, and at the same time, a dim blade slashed Zhao Heng's chest, also blasting him away.

The two people's attack was still evenly matched.

"Puff...!"

Xiao Mobei spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face full of shock.

"Cough cough...!"

Zhao Heng's face turned pale and he choked and coughed.

Looking down, the animal skin soft armor on his body was cut open, revealing the bright red bellyband inside.

Fortunately, he had enough protective treasures and a strong body, so he was only shaken and resisted the knife.

At this time, on the side of the two, the battle between Sword Saint Ye Qiu and the Princess also ushered in a key duel.

The two people released their full-strength swordsmanship to fight, and finally they groaned at the same time and flew backwards, evenly matched.

Seeing this, Ba Dao's face changed, and he shouted to Ye Qiu: "Brother Ye, we can't stay here for long. Let's get out first and then make a long-term plan."

"Okay!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two men took off at the same time, with swords and shadows interlaced, tearing the isolation barrier and breaking through the formation.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes.

"Hehe... Where are you going?"

Zhao Heng's hand flashed with light, and another formation appeared, and the mysterious energy on his fingertips was injected into it.

"Five Elements Killing Formation, open!"