I Just Want To Be Quiet

Cheng Dun's whole body was festering immediately, blood mixed with pus gurgling, and one after another, faces of resentment the size of fingernails appeared on his wounds, and his mana began to drain rapidly. These rotten faces were forcibly separated. Take his power!

The next moment, Pei Ling said in a vague voice: "Forget it!"

This voice is like an irresistible order, mysterious and mysterious, and the rules between heaven and earth suddenly begin to change.

Just as Cheng Dun was about to make a move, he instantly forgot what he was going to do next!

Pei Ling flicked his fingers, and a blood-colored saber slashed through the void, instantly slashing at Cheng Dun.

Affected by the "forgetting" rule, Cheng Dun's expression was dull, and he could only watch the sword qi getting closer...

Seeing that the battle has only just begun, Pei Ling has not even pulled out the Nine Soul Saber, and has already shown the strength of absolute crushing. Except for Wenren Lingse, the other three monks watching the battle are all surprised!

The middle of the road!

The strength of this Son of Chongmingzong is stronger than before!

However, just when everyone thought the outcome was decided, a terrifying sword intent suddenly erupted from Cheng Dun!

clang!

Before the blood-colored sword energy could touch Cheng Dun, it was instantly melted by the sword intent.

The whole world dimmed in an instant, as if withered in an instant, all the freshness, vitality, vigor... all disappeared, and it seemed to return to withered and dead.

Cheng Dun has come back to his senses, the laws on his body, the dense faces, and the festering are all forcibly erased by this powerful and unparalleled sword intent!

However, his entire body also began to crack a little bit.

Instead of using his twelve natal flying swords, Cheng Dun opened the sword box and took out a simple long sword.

This sword is black and well-organized, and it looks very ordinary. However, the four cultivators glanced at them, but they all showed extremely shocked expressions: "The Ancestral Sword of the Cold Dark Sword Sect?!"

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Between the isolated peaks and cliffs, inside the caves.

He Fuqiong was sitting on the jade platform, and the room was full of frost and snow.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look in one direction.

His brows furrowed slightly, and then he slowly shook his head.

【Sword Intent of Slaying Immortals】…

Brother Cheng made his own decision, and before him, went to challenge Pei Ling.

This situation...something is not right!

His sword is clear, and all the affairs in the sect cannot be concealed from his eyes, especially in such important matters, it is impossible for such omissions to occur!

But this time, whether he didn't think of it beforehand, or when Junior Brother Cheng went to get the Ancestral Sword and the [Sword of Immortal Slaying], he seemed to be blinded by something, and he didn't even notice it!

It's like, in the dark, the way of heaven, let Junior Brother Cheng challenge Pei Ling...

Do not!

It should be Tiandao who wants Pei Ling to face the Ancestral Sword of the Cold Dark Sword Sect and the Sword Intent of Slaying Immortals!

Thinking of this, He Fuqiong's eyes flashed a clear understanding, it was a calamity!

The calamity of Pei Ling, the son of Chongmingzong!

But this junior has just joined the road, this is definitely not a foreign robbery in the transcendence period...

This Son of Chongmingzong may be walking a path!

He Fuqiong got up in an instant, ignore this, go save Junior Brother Cheng first!

The blue smoke in the cave spewed like a pillar, and the figure of the Sword God disappeared instantly.

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Five Colors Valley.

The sky and the earth are dim, and the five colors are extinguished.

Pei Ling and Cheng Dun both stood in the air, facing each other from a distance. Among them, there seems to be a majestic and powerful force, like a seed after the rain, ready to go.

Without any hesitation, the four sect spectators quickly exited the Five Colors Valley and looked at it from a distance.

"The Ancestral Sword of the Frost Dark Sword Sect! No wonder fellow Daoist Cheng asked me to wait. It turned out that fellow Daoist Cheng wanted to challenge Pei Ling!"

"Not only the Ancestral Sword, but the Sword Intent that Cheng Daoyou understood is not like this!"

"This should be one of the five sword intents in the Wu Jianyuan of the Frost Sword Sect. Fellow Daoist Cheng's Dao body can't bear this kind of sword intent, and has already begun to collapse..."

"Strange! Why is Cheng Daoyou holding the ancestral sword and one of the five sword intents to fight against Pei Ling, but he is not the sword god?"

"I don't know! If the Sword God uses the Ancestral Sword and one of the Five Sword Intent, even if Pei Lingxiu has reached the middle stage of Harmony, he will definitely not be the Sword God's opponent!"

Just as he was talking, Cheng Dun raised his ancestor sword with both hands, aimed it at Pei Ling, and chopped it down.

This is just an ordinary sword, but in an instant, the void is like a thin piece of paper, and it is torn in an instant. Indifference, grandeur, Cui Wei, firmness... It seems that no existence can stop it!

Pei Ling's expression was extremely solemn, and the sword in Cheng Dun's hand was no weaker than the [Jade Royal Seal] and the [Emperor Sword] of the Liu Greed Dynasty, the [Evil Slaying Axe] of Yanxi City, and the [Evil Sword] of Su Zhentian. Xinghuang Konghou]!

Even, the meaning of killing is still on it!

Even if they have never seen the magic weapon of the Sword Sect's Zhenzong, the moment they see the Ancestral Sword, everyone will know that it is the Zhenzong Feijian of the strongest Sword Sect in this world!

Pei Ling immediately said loudly and loudly: "Everyone!"

This voice is like an edict, and when it falls, the laws of the entire world change accordingly.

Between the heavens and the earth, densely packed ancestral sword replicas appeared immediately.

After all the replicas appeared, they all burst out with the same sword energy as the original, majestic and vast, and they all slashed the sword energy sent out by Cheng Dun.

clang clang clang clang...

boom! !

The dense sound of gold and iron clashing lasted only for a moment, and the replica body of the ancestral sword that was worth thousands of thousands was shattered, but it had already successfully blocked Cheng Dun's sword!

Countless dark red lines suddenly appeared all over Pei Ling's body, reflecting on his stern face, and looking at it was unspeakable. After all the lines appeared, they immediately concentrated on his back.

A thick mass of darkness emerged behind it, and in the blink of an eye, a slender and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness, and the remaining darkness quickly turned into a large black robe, covered with a jade body.

Incarnate Mo Lilan appeared!

Immediately, he cast out a series of complicated tricks.

At the same time, Pei Ling looked at Cheng Dun's eyes, and countless small runes were rapidly rising and intertwined, and the evil intentions were flourishing.

[Eternal Curse Magic Power]!

Cheng Dun's breath dropped rapidly, but the sword intent in his body was transpiring, breaking the curse instantly, and his cultivation was restored as before.

He typed a simple formula and said in a grand voice: "One life is two, two begets three, and three begets all things!"

Zu Jian immediately broke free from his palm and jumped into the air. In an instant, it was divided into two and six, and then turned into thousands of thousands in a blink of an eye, covering the entire sky in an instant, obscuring the light of the sky.

For a time, the number of ancestral swords was no less than that of its replicas!

Thousands of ancestral swords, like the rewinding of the Tianhe River, are surging, roaring and slashing towards Pei Ling!