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"This person is the Lord of Six Paths, Di Lingtian? No wonder he's so unfathomable! It's just that it's said that he died a long time ago. Why did he come back to life and why did he stay in this prison for so many years? " Ying Feiyang was shocked and puzzled. However, after witnessing the battle between Yue Cang Qiong and Di Lingtian, he threw all these questions to the back of his mind. There was only focus in his eyes.
Yue Cang Qiong and Di Lingtian were defeated by the Sword God and the Taoist Fan respectively. They were not fated to be ranked among the top ten in the world. However, victory and defeat were common. Even if they were defeated, the two of them were still top experts who could compete with the top ten powerhouses. This fact could not be changed.
Now, above the giant ghost head, the two figures stepped on it without any hesitation. This was because the two people who were fighting had long surpassed ghosts and gods! The golden sword ray against the Deva Decay was the best battle that Ying Feiyang had ever witnessed in his life!
However, when the peerless experts fought with their full strength, the battle did not turn into a storm of palm wind, Sword Qi, heaven and earth, or ghosts and gods as expected. Instead, when they fought, it was simple, simple, and did not stir up a single wave of air.
Yue Cang Qiong's sword slashed, crisscrossing in all directions. He was like an emperor who ruled over the world, but the Sword Qi was hidden at the tip of his fingers. Di Lingtian's palms flipped, sometimes like falling flowers, sometimes like flowing clouds, sometimes like the moon in the water, and sometimes like frost in the mirror. However, it was fleeting and illusory as if it was a sign that everything in the world could not escape the fate of decline. However, his palms did not make any sound at all.
"Why is the Sword Emperor weaker than when he fought the Ghost King just now? Could it be that he used up all his strength?"
"Is Di Lingtian really fake? Why are his attacks so weak? "
Both the Good and the Evil Path had their doubts, but only those with extraordinary skills, or talented people like Ying Feiyang, could see that this battle was a hundred times more dangerous than before. Peerless masters had always been extraordinary. Their battle could be a thousand-day battle, or it could be a death match. It could be an exchange of moves, or it could be a battle of no moves. It could be a battle of wills. It could be an earth-shattering battle, or it could be like a gentle breeze, without ripples … How could it be something that mortals could understand with common sense?
At this moment, the moves of the two seemed weak and weak, without the overflowing Sword Qi and Palm Flow. In fact, the two of them had concentrated their genuine Qi into their palms, without leaking a single bit. Their skills also canceled each other out, which resulted in such an effect. Once either of them was slightly weaker, the winner would be decided, and the Sword Qi would surge, the palm wind would move, and the boundless huge waves would be stirred up.
Ordinary people didn't know, but in Ying Feiyang's eyes, the battle between the two of them seemed to have opened the door to an arsenal, and it displayed the countless treasures within it to him. Every single strike of theirs was a combination of essence, energy, spirit, heart, and momentum, and it contained the essence of their respective studies, causing Ying Feiyang to be unwilling to blink. Especially Yue Cang Qiong, his sword contained the imposing aura of an emperor that destroyed everything in its path, and it also contained the supreme truth of the Sword Dao that was beyond his reach. Every single time Ying Feiyang took another glance at it, he felt that his comprehension of the sword had increased by a level, but at the same time, it also increased the burden on his mind. Ying Feiyang gradually felt dizzy and tired, but he could not bear to blink for a moment, so he forced himself to hold on for a while.
At this moment, two sounds were heard, and the crowd looked again. On the ghost head, there were cracks under the feet of the two of them. The crack under Yue Cang Qiong's feet was straight like a sword, revealing a sharp sword intent, while the crack under Di Lingtian's feet was curled into a circle, like the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The audience's cultivation base was high enough to see the clues. The opponent was a rare strong opponent, so it was inevitable that they would be weaker if their strength was divided, so Yue Cang Qiong and Di Lingtian both gathered their True Qi. If anyone's Qi leaked out, it meant that his strength was divided, and he would be at a disadvantage.
But at this time, the crack under the feet of both of them proved that the winner was still 50-50, but the battle between the two had already entered the climax, and it was gradually difficult for them to suppress their unparalleled strength.
As the crack cracked, Ying Feiyang felt as if there was a crack on his Heart of the Sword. He was both mentally and physically exhausted, and his Qi and blood were surging, and he actually vomited a mouthful of blood …
"My cultivation base is still too far away from theirs. The more they fight, the higher the realm they reveal is, and it is far from what I can see through!" Ying Feiyang couldn't help but sigh angrily, as if he had entered a treasure mountain but returned empty-handed.
Luckily, he knew when to let go. Suppressing the reluctance in his heart, he wiped the blood from his mouth and thought to himself, "The two of them are fighting on top of the ghost head right now, and they are very close to my body. If they let out even the slightest bit of wind, my body will be torn to pieces. Right now, I have to retrieve my body." Taking advantage of the fact that neither the Righteous nor the Evil Dao were paying attention, he headed towards the location of his body.
He snuck into the previous cell, and although the blood in the cell had already flowed out due to the broken crystal walls, the pungent smell of blood was still overwhelming. Luckily, Ying Feiyang's body was still sitting quietly, but it was covered in dirt and blood, like a devil that crawled out of hell.
Ying Feiyang couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. After knowing Di Ling Tian's identity, he had always been suspicious of his motive for helping him recover. He was afraid that his body would be used by Di Ling Tian. After all, if his body fell into the hands of the Six Paths Evil Extermination, it would send chills down his spine. For example, the Animal Path was famous for wantonly modifying people's bodies, and the Hungry Ghost Path viewed cultivators' bodies as superior food. Seeing that his body was safe now, he hurriedly let his soul return to his body.
As his soul returned to his body, Ying Feiyang felt that his heavy injuries, which made it difficult for him to even lift a finger, were now completely healed. He thought to himself, "The healing method that Di Ling Tian taught me is indeed effective. But with his identity, I wonder if there will be any side effects from what he taught me …" But this wasn't the time to think about this, there were two experts fighting above him, and if he was caught in the crossfire, he wouldn't even have a corpse left.
As Ying Feiyang thought to himself, he hurriedly stood up. But just as he steadied himself, he saw the tiles above his head shattering. Before the big bricks could hit him, they were already smashed into powder, and the two extraordinary figures fell along with the tiles!
Yue Cang Qiong and Di Ling Tian actually crushed the heavy and thick ghost statue, and fell from the top of the ghost statue! When Ying Feiyang was watching from afar, he could already see that the changes in the two's moves contained their own principles, and each showcased their own remarkable abilities, which was enough to make one's heart skip a beat. But now that he was in the center of the storm, he felt that what he could see was merely the tip of the iceberg. Before he could react, there were already two majestic and overwhelming auras pressing down on him from the front and back. Just the aura alone was unbearable for Ying Feiyang, and he felt as if he was going to be squashed into a thin piece. This was the first time in his life that he had experienced such a feeling. At this moment, the two who were fighting had already reached a state of oblivion, and they did not seem to have any extra reaction towards Ying Feiyang's arrival. Yue Cang Qiong's sword pointed diagonally, and his speed was neither fast nor slow. He ignored Ying Feiyang and went straight for the middle of Di Ling Tian's eyebrows. Although Ying Feiyang was not the target of the sword, he felt a heart-wrenching and soul-splitting sword intent as if it was going to pierce through his soul, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably. Under the pressure of the Sword Emperor's Peerless Sword, Ying Feiyang's sword was the first to move, and he instinctively moved. The Star Disciplinary Sword thrust out, and an elegant trajectory was drawn out. Although it was unintentional, it was extremely ingenious! However, as soon as the sword was thrust out, his mind finally reacted, and he was shocked. The battle between Yue Cang Qiong and Di Ling Tian was at a stalemate, and any slight change could change the balance between the two. Ying Feiyang was afraid that the Sword Emperor would be defeated by his sword, but in the blink of an eye, he realized how unnecessary his worry was. Yue Cang Qiong did not dodge, but a golden light flashed in his eyes, as if he was giving an order from the Emperor. Ying Feiyang suddenly felt his wrist sink, and the Star Disciplinary Sword actually turned around, and went around his neck to stab Di Ling Tian who was behind him. In front of the Sword Emperor, all swords had to bow down to him. Not only did he easily neutralize the sword, but it also became a killing move against Di Ling Tian. But was Di Ling Tian ever easy to deal with? Ying Feiyang only felt a hand on his back, and then a gush of clear Qi flowed into his limbs and bones. His left hand moved uncontrollably, and blocked the right hand that went around his neck. At the same time, he raised his right knee and fiercely hit Yue Cang Qiong's abdomen. Yue Cang Qiong's foot still did not move, and only pointed his sword at Ying Feiyang's knee. Ying Feiyang's leg turned around and kicked Di Ling Tian's face. On the other hand, Di Ling Tian casually grabbed Ying Feiyang's leg that was flying towards him, and infused his Genuine Qi into his Yongquan acupoint, and went straight to the Shaoyin Heart Meridian of his right hand. Ying Feiyang's right hand waved involuntarily, and the long sword once again slashed towards Yue Cang Qiong's neck … "Hey, Seniors, I'm really just passing by …" Ying Feiyang shouted, but the two acted as if they did not hear him. Just like that, the two experts' moves were all using Ying Feiyang as a medium. Ying Feiyang was caught in the middle, and he felt like he had become a marionette, with no freedom, and it was really unspeakable. Ying Feiyang was immediately enraged. Ever since he left the mountain, he had met many strong enemies, but even if his opponents were as strong as' Howling Sky Berserk Lion's Shi Wo, or He Guqiong, he still dared to go against them. When had he ever been in a situation where he was manipulated like this? Making up his mind, Ying Feiyang exerted all his strength to activate his Sea of Qi, and the Genuine Qi whirlpool formed by the Virtual Jade Body's Genuine Qi in his Sea of Qi immediately spun in the opposite direction, and sucked the Genuine Qi left by the two experts in his meridians into his Dantian's Sea of Qi. With only a little bit of Yue Cang Qiong's and Di Ling Tian's Sea of Qi, Ying Feiyang felt that his Sea of Qi was so full that it was swollen, and the pores all over his body could not withstand the vigorous Genuine Qi anymore, and blood was oozing out. Ying Feiyang, on the other hand, seemed to feel no pain at all. With a long shout, the Sword Will on his body rose layer by layer, and Yue Cang Qiong and Di Ling Tian, who initially regarded him as a puppet, had their expressions changed at the same time. At this moment, Ying Feiyang pressed his long sword down, and a sword ray shot out from his eyes! "Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm, open!" The Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm was a unique skill created by Sima Chengzhen together with Gu Jian Sheng, the Sword Crown. It could be said to be a collection of Sima Chengzhen's lifelong expertise. In the Sword Realm, it seemed to be illusory, but it was actually real. Therefore, there was no constant strength, and no constant weakness. It all depended on one's mind, and it was the most likely swordsmanship for the weak to defeat the strong. However, in order to create a Sword Realm that was real in illusory, it required a lot of Genuine Qi to support it. Ying Feiyang's own Genuine Qi was naturally insufficient, but with a strong will, he forcibly used the Virtual Jade Body's Genuine Qi whirlpool to absorb the Sword Emperor's Sword Qi and the Divine Lord of Six Dao's clean Clear Qi for his own use, and finally made this unique skill appear in the world again! In the Sword Realm, all the scenes were born.
Originally, it should have been Ying Feiyang's home ground, but because of the arrival of the two great experts, the state of mind of Di Lingtian and Yue Cang Qiong was projected.
On Ying Feiyang's left was a peaceful and tranquil scene beyond the heavens. The entire sky was covered in rosy ribbons while boundless multicolored light poured down and illuminated the numerous Seven Wonder Treasured Trees, causing them to reflect crystalline and translucent splendor. Immortal music resounded in unison while a rain of petals fluttered down ceaselessly amidst the music, causing this expanse of the sky to be filled with the fragrance of flowers that gladdened the heart and refreshed the mind.
On the ground, there was an altar that was tens of feet high, looking sacred and solemn. On the altar, there was a white jade human statue that was as tall as ten people. The statue had one hand behind its back, and the other in front of it. The face without facial features was as smooth as a mirror, but the other parts, including the folds of the clothes, were carved out in detail, looking lifelike. At this moment, Di Lingtian was standing on the palm of the statue. His image and temperament were almost the same as the statue, making people look up and feel awe at the same time.
The colorful clouds on the left side seemed to spread endlessly, but when it reached the top of Ying Feiyang's head, the clouds were cut off by a deep sword mark in the sky, like the boundary between Chu River and Han River, clear and distinct.
On the other side of the sword mark, which was the right side of Ying Feiyang, was a magnificent and solemn scene, it was actually a palace that was built with swords. Two stone swords with pine patterns were inserted upside down into the ground, and at the top of the sword hilt sat two sword beasts that were guarding the palace, roaring at the sky. The long swords were laid on the stairs, and the stairs rose higher and higher, reaching all the way to the sky. On both sides of the long stairs, there were three rows of long swords inserted upside down. At this moment, the swords were all bent towards the palace at the top of the long stairs, as if they were worshipping the king of swords.
At the end of the long stairs, inside the palace, Sword Emperor Yue Cang Qiong sat high on the throne made of swords. The solemn aura of the swords condensed into black clouds in the sky, pressing down. Only where the Sword Emperor sat, the sword will soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds. A ray of bright golden light seeped out from the black clouds, shining on the palace, reflecting a dazzling golden sword ray!
On the other hand, Ying Feiyang's home ground was a desolate Sword Plain, where only swords existed. The many swords that were stabbed into the ground were not worth mentioning under the magnificent scenery on both sides. Only a corner of the land was left after the two sides occupied it. But Yue Cang Qiong and Di Lingtian cast a condescending gaze at Ying Feiyang!
Di Lingtian's expression was hidden behind the mask, and could not be seen clearly, but his eyes showed interest. "This is Sima Chengzhen's Heaven Hidden Sword Realm? It is indeed a rare lost art, it's an eye-opener! "
The Sword Emperor's interest was a hundred times more intense, and his eyes suddenly opened wide. The tens of thousands of swords in the sword court all lit up, and a wave of sword will turned into surging from the end of the long stairs, causing the long swords on the sword plain where Ying Feiyang was at to sway like grass. The Sword Emperor's voice was heard along with the sword will, "Let's use this to continue the unfinished battle just now. The winner will be the one to subdue this person first, and the loser will commit suicide on the spot. Do you dare to agree to this, Heavenly Lord of Six Paths?"
"Ha, the Sword Emperor is in a good mood, how can I spoil your mood?" Di Lingtian heard the Sword Emperor's words and laughed loudly, and his deep and oppressive gaze seemed to see through Ying Feiyang.
At that time, the two great experts stared at Ying Feiyang with their sharp gazes, intending to use him as a medium to determine who was stronger.
However, Ying Feiyang took a light breath and exhaled slowly. As he exhaled, the sword plain with him as the center began to tremble, but Ying Feiyang's eyes widened, and he was determined. The sword plain then quickly spread out in all directions, as if it wanted to take back the territory that belonged to it from the two people's territory. Under Ying Feiyang's feet, a sword broke out from the barren land, and grew crazily. It used the hilt of the sword to lift him up to the sky, to the same level as Yue Cang Qiong, who was sitting on the throne, and Di Lingtian, who was standing on the statue on the altar.
"How about three moves? I will fight one against two, and I will take three moves from the two seniors alone. If I can't be subdued by three moves, then I win!" Ying Feiyang stood on the hilt of the sword and looked at the two.
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