I Just Want To Be Quiet

Even if his sword can compete with He Fuqiong's flying sword, as long as he uses other means, it will shake his own way of the sword!

Dao of the Blade is his major since he joined Chongming Sect.

When he is using the knife, as long as he has any doubts, He Fuqiong's flying sword can immediately cut through all his defenses!

This is not a battle of swords, but his lack of Taoism!

But now, Pei Ling took the initiative to forget all the means other than the Dao of the Blade, and put the outcome of this battle, the success or failure of the Immortal Road, and his own path into the Dao of the Blade.

Pure, condensed, persevering, unyielding... all dharmas are forgotten, and the truth is revealed!

With such a flawless mind, the comparison is the real knife and sword!

In addition, I don't know if it was his own illusion. After forgetting many methods, he felt that his knife was obviously faster than before! stronger than ever!

It seemed to brush away the many invisible cobweb dust from the Nine Soul Blades in an instant.

The sword spirit and the body of the sword are filled with the joy and closeness that blends with his Qi machine and merges them into one.

Although he has never practiced the Dao of the Blade method beyond the Dao stage, but... that's enough!

When his thoughts were spinning, Pei Ling had already rushed to He Fuqiong, without any hesitation, the Jiu Po ​​Dao slashed down!

Forget all kinds of methods, abandon my supernatural powers, and only use the knife in my hand to open my way to immortality!

He Fuqiong couldn't catch his breath, and immediately stabbed Pei Ling between the eyebrows with a sword, as if to force him back!

Pei Ling didn't have any intention of dodging, the speed of the Jiu Po ​​Dao's slashing did not decrease but increased!

puff!

boom! !

He Fuqiong was like a meteor crashing into the valley, the whole ground trembled, and the smoke and dust mixed with mud and water rose like rain.

The blood-stained Yaqing robe in one corner swayed for a few times in the air, and was unable to fall, but in the freshly baked deep pit, in the muddy water of the ground spring mixed with mud and sand, a bright red was slowly dispersing.

From the left shoulder to the right abdomen, He Fuqiong had a knife mark that was deeply visible to the bone, and the blood was rushing!

Pei Ling stood in the air, blood dripping down from his eyebrows, along the bridge of his nose and chin, never reaching the placket.

The wound between his eyebrows was not deep, it was just a flesh wound, which would heal in an instant under the operation of mana.

But it was a critical moment. His knife was faster than He Fuqiong, and he slashed the opponent first. This sword mark was just a scratch from the flying sword.

He Fuqiong slowly stood up from the pit, sword intent lingered around his body, almost as real, his eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of lightning, and his eyes finally became more serious than ever before looking at Pei Ling: "So it is. "

"Your Dao is not mixed, but a few fellow practitioners!"

Pei Ling stood in the air, but did not continue to shoot, but asked bluntly: "When will your avatar arrive?"

He Fuqiong said lightly, "It's here."

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Outside the Five Colors Valley.

Void.

The four cultivators who watched the battle stood in the air, all staring at the scene in the valley.

The fight between Pei Ling and He Fuqiong was too fast. With their cultivation, they couldn't help but hold their breaths and didn't dare to be distracted at all.

Seeing that Pei Ling was at a disadvantage, the other three except Wenren Lingse were all relieved, and their expressions relaxed.

Su Zhentian Qi Zilang sighed, "The Sword of the Sword God is stronger than it was back then!"

The old man of Jiuyi Mountain stroked his long beard and smiled slightly: "One sword can break all laws, this is the sword of the Cold Dark Sword Sect."

"Or should I say, this is the sword of the Frost Sword Sect."

Empress Liu Greed nodded, and the pearl hairpin tassel swayed gently, reflecting thousands of pearl lights, making her face even more graceful. She said in a soft voice, "When Daoyou He was young, there was only one peer who could take his sword."

"Don't talk about the year, just talk about now, this Pei Ling's only chance of winning is that immortal art."

"But fellow Daoist He's sword is too fast, he has no chance!"

Qi Zilang nodded: "That's right! The Sword God didn't use the Ancestral Sword and Jianyuan Sword Intent just now. I thought it was because he was too careless, but it turns out that he didn't need it."

"I really didn't expect that after not seeing the sword **** for many years, his swordsmanship has been so advanced!"

The old man of Jiuyishan smiled slightly, but he was quite emotional.

He remembered the scene of Tianchen Peak before. At that time, all of their elders believed that the strength of the mountain master could be comparable to that of the sword god, but the mountain master bluntly said that without external objects, it was not as good as the sword god...

At that time, he thought it was the humility of the mountain master.

He didn't know the difference until he saw He Fuqiong's sword today...

Cold Dark Sword Sect has a Sword God in charge, so you can really sit back and relax!

Thinking of this, the old man of Jiuyi Mountain nodded confidently: "In this battle, the overall situation has been decided!"

Qi Zilang and Empress Liugui both nodded in agreement, "You Daoyou He is worthy of the name of the Sword God!"

"Sword God is worthy of being a Sword God. He really has a clear mind and a frost blade in his hand, so he is invincible!"

As soon as the voice fell, the situation in the Five Colors Valley changed abruptly.

Pei Ling was already scarred and covered in blood, but suddenly he changed his previous style of play, abandoning all laws and magical powers, and did not even try immortality, only using the magic knife.

Swords, lights, swords and swords shone like shadows, accompanied by a thunderous cracking sound, dispersing the entire battlefield.

In an instant, not only did Pei Ling block He Fuqiong's sword, but he actually turned his back on the offensive and killed He Fuqiong!

boom! !

With a loud bang, He Fuqiong fell heavily into the ground, forcibly smashing a big hole in the valley.

The old man of Jiuyi Mountain, Empress Liu Greed, and Su Zhentian Qi Zilang suddenly froze, and their eyes were extremely shocked.

Pei Ling's sword is actually stronger than Sword God's sword? ?

How is this possible? !

Wen Ren Lingse was secretly relieved. Over the years, Sword God has only used his avatar to make shots, and the strength of the deity is indeed too unexpected.

Fortunately, Pei Ling has stabilized his position and should be fine...

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

In a secluded manor far from the Five Colors Valley.

In the backyard, Yaohuaqi grass hides the pavilions and pavilions, and the entire single-door mansion is shrouded in a magical formation, and there are several formations that hide the breath and hide the movement and isolate the inside and outside.

In the pavilion, Su Li Jinghua was dressed in a golden crown and sat upright. Behind him stood a group of subordinates in black robes, all of them respectful and breathless.

In the mid-air outside the pavilion, a huge treasure mirror was suspended.

This mirror is shaped like an ellipse, surrounded by white phalanx on the edge. On the phalanx, the runes shine and the yin is diffused. On the back of the mirror, there are dense eyeballs, each eyeball contains a rich darkness, coldness, dead silence, resentment...

At this moment, in the mirror, the layers of water ripples open, revealing the battlefield in the Valley of Five Colors.

The jade flying sword with the purple meaning is vertical and horizontal in the sky, even though Pei Ling used the law, he was still pierced by the flying sword, and blood splashed in the sky, but he was seriously injured on the spot!

Looking at this scene, Su Lijing nodded in satisfaction.

It's right that he didn't shoot last time, Pei Ling is now seriously injured!

In the next battle, even if Pei Ling can turn defeat into victory, he will definitely pay a very heavy price. At that time, he can easily kill the opponent without any effort!

And if He Fuqiong wins... that's even, there's no need for him to do it himself!

Of course, the best outcome is that both parties die together!