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On the outskirts of the Ghost City, in the barren hills and stone forests, Ying Feiyang fought one against ten, but he played a killing tune with his two swords, displaying the most merciless massacre. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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Ling Xin couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart as she thought, Is this person really Ying Feiyang? First, he severed Yan Shiyuan's arm, and now, he's killing someone without a shred of killing intent … "
Goddess Ling Xin did not have much contact with Ying Feiyang, but they had once created a move together. They had also fought on the same stage and exchanged swords with each other. In her impression, Ying Feiyang was a heroic and sincere person. Even when they were enemies in the Buddhist and Daoist Conferences, he did not lose the bearing of a swordsman. However, the Goddess felt that the current Ying Feiyang was completely different from the past.
At this moment, Ying Feiyang's entire body was scarlet red. Every time he raised his sword, he would take lives, but he didn't seem to be ferocious and bloodthirsty. On the contrary, even if his entire body was dyed with blood, Ying Feiyang's expression was still indifferent, and his eyes were like the ice on a pure snowy mountain that had existed for thousands of years, chilly and piercingly cold. When they reflected the flickering sword light, they seemed to be pure and ethereal without the slightest impurity.
The ghostly cultivator who was locked onto by his gaze was even more frightened. Seeing his companions die miserably one after another, the ghostly cultivator was no longer in the mood to fight for the credit. He shouted, "Quick, call for help!" However, just as a ghost cultivator was about to send out a signal, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. Ying Feiyang had already appeared behind him. His two swords slashed diagonally, cutting him into three parts. His intestines, heart, and spleen scattered on the ground.
"This … How could this kid be so formidable …" The ten Ghost Cultivators of the Dao of Hell were astonished and terrified in their hearts. None of them were mediocre. Ying Feiyang's cultivation might not be much higher than theirs, but the moves he executed far exceeded their understanding. The moves were nothing more than a sweep, a straight thrust, a diagonal slash, and a vertical slash. They were all extremely simple. However, the same moves in their hands were moves, but in the hands of Ying Feiyang, they were as instinctive as eating and drinking. Every move was executed naturally, as if he was merely practicing his sword moves, but it could easily end someone's life.
Celestial Maiden Ling Xin noticed something and asked, "What's going on? His sword is tyrannical, domineering, and unhindered. He actually possesses the style of a Sword Emperor? "
It was also because Celestial Maiden Ling Xin had the experience that she had accumulated over many generations that she managed to guess correctly with just a casual guess.
The reason was actually quite complicated. Previously, when Ying Feiyang used the Heavenly Hidden Sword Realm to challenge Yue Cang Qiong and Di Lingtian, Yue Cang Qiong's peerlessly domineering and invincible sword intent had already been deeply imprinted in his divine sense. It could not be erased. Coincidentally, Di Lingtian had sealed his five senses and seven emotions for the sake of the secret discussion. This had coincidentally locked Yue Cang Qiong's powerful sword intent in his divine sense, causing his heart to have nothing but sword intent.
At this time, the hostility from the outside world had caused Ying Feiyang to instinctively counterattack, and his sword intent had also found a way to vent. Through Ying Feiyang's hands, the abstract sword intent turned into tangible sword moves, one after another, appearing in front of the ghost cultivators!
Ever since he stepped out of Ling Xiao Sword School, his heart had been tainted by the world of mortals. Ying Feiyang's experience in fighting with others was more than the past ten years combined. The reason why he used his sword had also become more and more complicated, for love, for revenge, to kill, to save. His swordsmanship had improved, but his state of mind was not as pure as when he first learned swordsmanship. But at this moment, his sword was out of instinct, abandoning the ties of love, abandoning the entanglement of gratitude and hatred. He was emotionless, single-minded and sincere, returning to the origin, only for the sword!
Because it was simple, it was powerful. But as Ying Feiyang's long sword turned, two more souls were added to the sword. In the blink of an eye, there was only one ghost cultivator left. The last one was Ying Feiyang, with two swords in his hands, walked towards him unhurriedly, as if he was looking at him, but also as if he did not exist. He seemed to have lost the courage to resist and turned to escape.
But the moment he turned around, Ying Feiyang had already appeared beside him. With a hook under his foot, the ghost cultivator who was trying to escape lost his balance and knelt forward. He had just placed his hands on the ground to support his falling body, but he felt a piercing pain in his palms. Ying Feiyang's Star Order Sword had pierced through the ground, firmly pinning his palms to the ground.
Before he could even let out a cry, Ying Feiyang let go of the hilt of the Star Order Sword and raised the giant Mourning Sword with both hands like a skilled executioner. The sword light drew a sharp arc in the air, and with one slash, the ghost cultivator's head flew off!
The last person also died, but Ying Feiyang threw the giant Mourning Sword in his hand. The Mourning Sword spun high up into the sky, and then fell straight down. It was like a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, bringing with it the might of the nine heavens as it fell towards the Goddess Ling Xin.
The tip of the sword hung above her head, in addition to Ying Feiyang's cold demeanor, caused the Goddess to be shocked. She thought that Ying Feiyang had turned into a demon, and immediately became vigilant. With a wave of her hand, the Light Whisk flew up and wrapped around her wrist. Just as she was about to make a move, she realized that the lightning sword had already landed behind her. Then, she heard a scream of agony. The Goddess Ling Xin turned around and saw a soul being nailed to the ground by the giant sword. The soul was twisting and struggling like a worm, but it was all in vain. As the soul's power dissipated, it turned into nothingness.
At this moment, the Goddess knew that there was another ghost cultivator from the Naraka Realm who had abandoned his body to escape, but Ying Feiyang had noticed it. With a slash of his sword, the fake death became real death!
Suddenly, the Goddess felt a sharp aura closing in on her. She turned around and saw that Ying Feiyang had already turned into a straight sword ray with the Star Ji Sword in his hand. The man and the sword became one, and his momentum was unstoppable. It was as if he was on the path of an emperor, pressing forward with indomitable will! It was the moment when the Goddess Ling Xin was on guard, and Ying Feiyang had sensed her hostility. Then, he instinctively attacked.
The Goddess Ling Xin felt ashamed. Her jade-like hands formed a seal, and the Light Whisk overlapped with each other, forming a protective screen in front of her. However, the sound of silk ripping could be heard. Ying Feiyang was like a hot knife through butter, piercing through the white silk one after another. Although his momentum was slightly slower, his invincible sword momentum was not reduced. The Goddess Ling Xin was injured, so the white silk was actually broken through.
The sword was already in front of her chest. The Goddess Ling Xin put her hands together, forming a Bare-Handed Blade Catching Technique. She firmly caught the sword edge, but she could not stop herself from being pushed back by Ying Feiyang. She saw that she was already facing the mountain wall, and there was no way to retreat. The Goddess Ling Xin had already seen some clues. Her red lips moved slightly, and a Dharma sound was played. It was the move "Bodhi Asks for Dao".
"Bodhi Asks for Dao" and the famous "Lion's Roar" both used sound waves to attack. However, the Lion's Roar focused on the Buddhist Sect's fierceness and domineeringness, while "Bodhi Asks for Dao" focused on breaking through the confusion and asking the heart. Goddess Ling Xin softly reprimanded, but the sound waves formed a line and entered only Ying Feiyang's ears. Ying Feiyang felt as if he was suddenly enlightened, and his mind became clear. The curse that Di Lingtian left behind to trap the five senses and seven emotions was immediately broken. At the same time, the long sword broke through the shackles and pierced through the Goddess Ling Xin!
At this moment, Ying Feiyang reacted and shouted, "Stop!" He stomped on the ground, and his body suddenly spun backward, forcefully pulling the sword back. However, when he suddenly stopped, the True Qi rebounded, causing his blood to boil.
Swallowing a mouthful of blood that surged up his throat, Ying Feiyang hurriedly bowed and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now and almost hurt the Goddess. Please forgive me, Goddess!"
The Goddess's face turned pale as if she had lingering fear. She spat out a mouthful of turbid air and said, "There's no need to be so courteous. If it wasn't for Young Master taking care of these people, I might have been captured. I should be the one thanking Young Master."
Although Ying Feiyang acted according to his instincts, it didn't mean that he didn't react to the outside world. He said, "If we're talking about thanking, I should be thanking Goddess first. If it wasn't for Goddess, I'm afraid I would have been beheaded by these people …" Then, he looked at the ground with lingering fear. He looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground. If it wasn't for the warmth of the blood on his hands, he wouldn't have believed that he was the one who did this.
Goddess Ling Xin shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. If I didn't stop them just now, you would have saved yourself. It was unnecessary on my part. But Brother Ying, you didn't seem to be in a good state just now. What's the reason?"
"Alright, then I'll thank you again and again." Ying Feiyang pulled his hair again. "I don't know what happened just now. It's most likely Di Lingtian's doing. I can only be glad that I didn't make a big mistake!" Ying Feiyang said fiercely. In fact, he had wronged Di Lingtian. The reason why what happened just now, including Ying Feiyang suddenly cutting off one of Yan Shiyuan's arms, was the result of many coincidences. The Tianyin Sword World, the Sword Emperor's Sword Essence, and Di Lingtian's Knowledge Sealing Technique were all indispensable. It could be said that Ying Feiyang, Yue Cangqiong, and Di Lingtian worked together to make it happen. Therefore, no one could have expected it.
After thinking for a while, there was nothing. Ying Feiyang could only focus on what was in front of him. He asked, "Goddess, do you know where we are?"
"I don't know either. It's just that we seem to have been thrown out of the city … "Goddess Ling Xin said. Suddenly, he had an idea. He and Ying Feiyang looked at a rock at the side.
They said in unison, "Who's there!"
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On the other side of the Nether Ghost City, Yue Cangqiong stood on a steep mountain wall. He had no intention of hiding his tracks. The mountain wall was not very high, but because of Sword Emperor's presence, it seemed as if it had instantly grown tens of thousands of feet higher, standing proudly among the hills!
Sword Emperor's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he looked into the distance. "Oh? Why is there a Sword Essence similar to mine coming from there? "
With doubts in his heart, Yue Cangqiong was about to go and take a look. Suddenly, he sneered, "Come out!" With a command, the surrounding mountain walls shook.
Two graceful figures slowly walked out from the two mountain walls that were like teeth and pillars. You Ning, whose face was covered with a black veil, was in front, and Sang Mei followed closely behind. They walked to Sword Emperor's side and bowed.
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