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A flying sword appeared in Gong Feiyun's hand.

This sword is completely pure white, with ethereal immortal energy and endless sharpness. It is indeed a fourth-level high-grade spiritual treasure.

"The name of the sword - 'Heavenly Immortal', is made of heavenly immortal gold as the main material. The sword weighs 962 kilograms and is three inches and eight minutes long..."

He performed an ancient ritual and made all preparations.

"The name of the sword - Rotten Iron!"

A shadow of a broken iron sword appeared in Fang Xing's hand, and he tapped lightly: "Remember, the one who cuts off your 'celestial immortal' today is my broken iron sword!"

"Good ambition!"

Gong Feiyun stabbed out with his sword.

The light of his sword is pure white, and his sword moves are like flying swords, ethereal and incomprehensible!

The mana fluctuations in the late Nascent Soul were oppressive.

As a great master of swordsmanship, he can defeat other great masters relatively easily, but of course, it is very difficult to kill them.

However, facing a sword cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, I asked myself whether I could catch him easily.

call out!

At this moment, a golden sword light struck Gong Feiyun.

A silver talisman in his arms spontaneously ignited without wind and turned into a spherical light shield. Countless ancient runes flashed on the surface, blocking the sword.

"Am I hit by a sword?"

"So fast...are you...at the late Nascent Soul stage?"

Gong Feiyun immediately retreated and looked around him.

He has already condensed his infinite sword energy and turned it into his whole body defense.

But under the extremely fast sword just now, they were all destroyed, and only the sect's fifth-level talisman saved his life.

At this time, Fang Xing's mana surged all over his body, reaching the late stage of Nascent Soul.

"No wonder..."

Gong Feiyun narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed: "I know now that the spirit of the formation deliberately wants you and me to fight to the death. For example, if you want to raise Gu, you must raise the Gu King!"

"We are all people who have inherited the legacy of the Yuanshen Sword Sect... In the world of immortal cultivation in the future, if we don't have enough talent and cultivation, it will be difficult to shoulder important responsibilities."

"Not even...Taibai, he doesn't have a backstage to transform into a god!"

"Only one of you and me can inherit the entire Yuanshen Sword Sect!"

When the divine consciousness transmitted the sound, the sword path of the 'Heavenly Immortal' changed again, with an ethereal feeling.

"Void?"

"It seems that your Feijian lineage also learned a lot in Piaomiao Immortal Palace."

The rotten iron sword in Fang Xing's hand was drawn out at will, and the two sides fought fiercely with flying swords, endless sword energy overflowing.

Suddenly!

The heavenly spirit above Gong Feiyun's head flashed, and the Nascent Soul emerged, holding a pure white flying sword in his hand. He broke into the void, and the Nascent Soul teleported to wield the sword!

The natal flying sword of a high-level sword cultivator is integrated with the golden elixir and Yuanying.

Pulling out at this time, it is obvious that he is going to fight for his life.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Around Fang Xing, phantoms of Nascent Soul flickered, all of them piercing the air with a sword!

‘Using the Nascent Soul to control the sword is very dangerous, but the speed of the sword is faster than that of my golden sword lineage. ’

Fang Xing reached out and touched the top of his head, and the Wanfa Ghost Infant appeared. Holding the Qingyang Magic Lamp in his hand, he blew out nine purple and green fire dragons, covering the surrounding area.

"It turns out that you are not the Great True Lord yourself, but you have sacrificed and refined the second Nascent Soul in the late Nascent Soul stage."

Gong Feiyun's sword infant sneered, and its originally stagnant body actually moved as well.

"Huh? External incarnation? Have you also practiced an external incarnation to control the physical body?"

Fang Xing understood.

As expected, the monks who can be promoted to the rank of Great True Lord all have unique methods.

Gong Feiyun seemed to deliberately leave his body alone, but in fact he concealed the means of his external incarnation.

Once you go over and prepare to destroy his body, you might fall into a trap!

"You guessed it, but so what?"

Gong Feiyun's body showed a strange smile, and a small silver flag appeared in his hand.

"The flag of two realms? No... it should be just an imitation."

Fang Xing also heard about the famous palace treasure of Piaomiao Immortal Palace.

"Although it's an imitation, it's enough, Ji!"

Gong Feiyun's body transformed into a hand seal, and a layer of silver light bloomed and shot toward Fang Xing.

Fang Xing frowned slightly, and the second Nascent Soul controlled the Qingyang Mask and blocked it in front of him.

Buzz!

In a flash of silver light, his Wanfa Ghost Infant and Gong Feiyun's external incarnation disappeared at the same time!

"Being moved into a special void? Only one party can't go out until he dies?"

Fang Xing's consciousness moved, and the mana fluctuations in his body fell back to the mid-stage Nascent Soul level, and Gong Feiyun's Nascent Soul reappeared in front of him.

"Now...only you and me are left."

A thin voice reached Fang Xing's ears.

Nowadays, Gong Feiyun still has the main Yuanying in the later stage of Yuanying. In addition to being easily injured, his combat power is almost extremely high!

But Fang Xing is only at the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, and he has nothing to lose with the rotten iron sword in his hand!

"die!"

Gong Feiyun's Nascent Soul swung a sword.

This sword is not only like a flying fairy from outside the sky, but also attracts the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth, and is as powerful as a galloping horse!

He was suddenly ready to crush Fang Xing with his upright magic power and swordsmanship.

Fang Xing was slightly speechless and slashed out with the rotten iron sword.

When the sword thrust out, there was only a white line.

But the next moment.

Wherever the white line passed, the sword force, which was like a galloping horse, suddenly collapsed.

No matter how many kinds of spells and magic weapons there are, they will all bow down under this sword.

"One sword breaks all laws?"

Gong Feiyun's Nascent Soul was full of horror and disbelief.

He is a rare genius of the Feixian lineage, and now he is the Great True Monarch of Nascent Soul, but he has yet to comprehend the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this world.

Why did a mere mid-Nascent Soul person realize something?

call out!

Fang Xing's sword light was as powerful as breaking through the general trend of heaven and earth, and then beheaded heavily on the 'celestial immortal'.

A crack immediately appeared on the sword body of this Lingbao Flying Sword, and it let out a mournful cry.

Gong Feiyun's Nascent Soul was immediately unstable, and was pierced through the heart by a rotten iron sword.

The expression on his face was very strange, with both disbelief and relief: "Maybe... I was wrong... you are the real successor of the Sword Sect!"

The little Nascent Soul smiled miserably and exploded instantly, turning into spots of light all over the sky.

The rich spiritual energy swept across the entire place.

Then, there was a flash of silver light in the void, and the Wanfa Ghost Infant came out, holding a small silver flag in his hand.

"My body dies, and my external avatar disappears with it...so you also win?"

Fang Xing put away the small banner and murmured.

It is different from the second Nascent Soul that always wants to bite back the original self.

The external incarnation of a righteous cultivator has great supernatural powers. Although the magic power is slightly inferior to that of the second Nascent Soul, he will never betray his true self.

Even if the main body dies, all other incarnations will disappear.

…

Yuanshen Sword Sect.

Mountain gate.

"Heaven-covering hand, Five Finger Mountain!"

Fang Xing himself used both palms to knock the quasi-level five corpse away from the distance.

Then, a flaming palm fell from the sky.

——Xianwu captured with one force!

The nearly fifth-level female corpse struggled fiercely, but she couldn't get out of his hand no matter what.

"After all, it's not a true fifth-level corpse refining yet!"

…

The array spirit glanced behind him and was suddenly startled: "Is he dead?"

"It doesn't matter if I die... Although I cannot directly punish the Feixian lineage holding the Black Iron Sword Token due to the sect's rules, but I dare to betray my sect, and I will have to pay the price..."

His fingertips were like plucking strings, manipulating the flying swords that filled the world.

Phew!

At this time, among the countless spirit treasure flying swords, the three fifth-level soul flying swords suddenly moved!

A flying sword with a simple shape and a dragon-swallowing mouth turned into a purple thunder and lightning, and suddenly pierced the chest of the demonic body of Meng Laomo!

"hold head high!"

Demon Meng looked up to the sky and howled wildly, waving his only remaining demonic arm.

His five arms have been chopped off one by one by Yu Tianzun, Divine Talisman Venerable, Qin Xianzi and other god-transformation monks during this period of fighting.

"Fellow Taoist, please go on your way."

Yu Tianzun raised the Jiuxuan Demon-Slaying Sword high, surrounded by strange runes one after another, and slashed out with one sword!

Boom!

A pillar of pure white light enveloped Old Demon Meng.

The thousand-foot demon body quickly dissipated, followed by the body of the old demon Meng...

"This time... you win."

The demonic body of Old Demon Meng continued to dissipate, and only a voice rippled back and forth in the void.

In the end, it completely turned into nothingness, and only one Dark Iron Sword Order fell.

"Huh? It turns out that it's not Meng Laomo himself, but the second soul?"

Lord Shenfu was surprised: "You even managed to hide this from me?"

"It's a pity...only one second soul was killed."

The formation spirit cursed: "These old devils act with caution."

After he finished scolding, he glanced at Yu Tianzun and several transformed gods with some suspicion.

'These god-transformation monks all have a very low bottom line in order to ascend and have unlimited lifespan... No, there is simply no bottom line... Therefore, they are completely untrustworthy. Maybe the leader of the righteous path will take the initiative to become a demon when his lifespan is approaching the limit...'

‘This time, killing the old demon Meng was a little too smooth...’

The formation spirit was a little worried.

"Array Spirit, now that the five Black Iron Sword Tokens have been gathered, I wonder if we can open the Sword Realm?"

As soon as Yu Tianzun's consciousness moved, the Black Iron Sword Token flew into the hands of the formation spirit.

"Of course...but you remember your agreement with me, you must kill that ancient demon!"

The array spirit spoke.

"Of course...we all swore the oath of the soul."

Lord Shenfu and others nodded repeatedly.

"That's all."

The array spirit waved his hand, and a silver light flashed past.

When they reappeared, everyone had arrived at the edge of a lake.

Fang Xing's immortal clone was also moved here, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and then ran behind him.

"Huh? Where's Feiyun?"

Yu Tianzun said in shock and anger, his eyes staring directly at Fang Xing's immortal clone.

"Oops... The heir of the Feixian lineage and the heir of the Golden Sword lineage went to the stage of life and death for a fair duel, and then died."

The formation spirit exclaimed, and then said: "But according to the rules of the Yuanshen Sword Sect, this is reasonable. On the stage of life and death, grievances and grudges are eliminated."

Yu Tianzun glanced at Fang Xing, then looked at Fang Xing's true self: "Okay, very good... Formation spirit, you can start."

'Hehe, you are indeed an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. His emotions are indifferent... Well, I seem to have lived longer than you, but... I don't know if I am alive...'

The formation spirit cursed in his heart, and with a slight wave of his hand, five black iron swords rose into the sky, combined in mid-air, and turned into a five-pointed iron plate.

Above the iron plate, a bright light suddenly erupted, turning into strange gold and silver two-color seal characters, and disappeared into the void.

Countless seal characters condensed and penetrated deep into the void, seemingly turning into a door.

The door slowly opened, allowing everyone to see countless exotic flowers and plants, the island in the middle of the lake, and the giant bronze cauldron...

The third update will be later