The huge boulder shattered. Seeing the cold saber, cold expression, and cold words, the coldness of the blade seeped into one's heart.
Ji Yaoyue's saber was sharp and the blade that was as thin as a cicada's wing tore through the air at a shocking speed. The blade let out a rapid buzzing sound that was like cicadas at the end of summer, filled with the sadness of the end of a magnificent scene!
Beginning of autumn, three marquises, cicadas chirping!
Just as he got out of the mountain rocks, he was greeted by Ji Yaoyue's twenty-four sections and seventy-two marquises. Ying Feiyang hurriedly raised his sword to receive the attack. As he turned around to receive the attack, he looked around and observed the situation.
Ying Feiyang realized that the situation had changed in an instant. Not only was Holy Maiden Ling Xin defeated, her soul was also trapped and was being cast some unknown spell by Di Lingtian. However, he could tell that Holy Maiden Ling Xin's soul was suffering great pain under the shroud of Di Lingtian's arcane power.
Reverse Migration Light, memories flowed backward. The memories had passed through reincarnation and flowed back to the memories of the Holy Maiden in her previous life. The previous Holy Maiden was the most merciful. Other than pure cultivation, she also practiced medicine. She originally thought that the world was at peace, so she wandered outside, practicing medicine and helping people in trouble. However, Di Lingtian appeared out of nowhere and led the Six Paths of Evil Destruction to besiege the Udumbara Pure Sect without the Holy Maiden. Although Di Lingtian was killed by Wei Wushuang, the Udumbara Pure Sect had suffered heavy losses. However, the Youtan Pure Sect had already suffered heavy losses. When the previous goddess who had arrived a step later saw the tragic state of the sect, she was filled with regret and shame. She exhausted her cultivation and painstakingly treated the injured of her fellow disciples. As a result, her foundation was damaged and she fell ill. She passed away a few years later.
Di Lingtian did not care about the past that was related to him. There was no fluctuation in his eyes. He only continued to maintain the Reverse Migration Light to increase Holy Maiden Ling Xin's pain.
Ying Feiyang's heart tightened when he saw Goddess Ling Xin's soul being ravaged like a flower in a storm. In this world, if one's physical body was damaged, they would be eliminated. However, if one's soul was damaged, they would suffer irreparable damage.
Worried, Ying Feiyang did not think too much about it and flew over to help the Heavenly Daughter escape.
In a flash, Ji Yaoyue used the "Tour Among Flowers" skillfully. With the help of the Yaksha's divine speed, her body was like an illusion. In a blink of an eye, she was in front of Ying Feiyang and with a backhand slash, she slashed Ying Feiyang's throat.
Ying Feiyang was alarmed by the chilliness of the blade. He stopped abruptly and rushed backward to avoid the range of the blade. However, he noticed that Ji Yaoyue's blade was different from before.
Although Ji Yaoyue had waved her saber at him earlier, it was an emotional outpouring of anger and hatred. It was like a burning flame, scorching and scorching.
However, this carving knife was heavy and cold. It was like the crescent moon in the sky, like the autumn snow. It was a merciless knife that was waved calmly and rationally.
The words "fight to the death" were not empty threats. Seeing that Ji Yaoyue was working together with the enemy who killed his master, even though Ying Feiyang knew that Ji Yaoyue had her own difficulties, he could not help but feel uncomfortable. He stared at her and asked, "You want to help him?"
Ji Yaoyue pointed her sabers at the ground and looked straight at him. "I want to help you, but is there a place for me to stand beside you?"
"We've been through life and death together a few times. Do you really not trust me?"
"I'm not the only one who has been through life and death with you …" Ji Yaoyue laughed softly. It seemed like she was mocking him, but it was more like she was mocking herself. "I would have believed you in the past, but now I need proof. Since you gave her a gift, it's the same. It's not too much to give me a gift to prove your sincerity. "
Ji Yaoyue's face was calm, but her eyes were slightly red. She pretended to be strong to make people feel pity for her. If it was in the past, Ying Feiyang would agree to whatever she wanted. However, at this moment, he did not dare to make a promise. He asked, "What … do you want?"
"I want the Tomes of Arcane as your first gift to me. Will you give it to me?" Ji Yaoyue raised her long, shapely eyebrows and asked.
"The Tomes of Arcane?" Although it was an expected answer, Ying Feiyang's heart still sank.
"Yes, the Northern Dragon Heaven is determined to get the Tomes of Arcane. If I can make a great contribution and bring the Tomes of Arcane back, I might be able to exchange the contribution for freedom. At that time, I can do whatever I want and be with whoever I want. The world is vast and I won't be restricted anymore. Isn't that good?" Ji Yaoyue was just thinking about it. However, when she said it, her heart could not help but jump. Her eyes were filled with anticipation, as if she was intoxicated by her beautiful idea …
However, Ying Feiyang remained silent.
Ji Yaoyue was startled. The light in her eyes gradually faded. She glanced at Fairy Ling Xin and sneered. "I know your temperament. You joined the battle for the Tomes of Arcane because that woman came to your door and asked you to be her helper. Why? You can get the Tomes of Arcane for her, but you can't do it for me? "
In short, there were two paths in front of him. It was a choice that he could not avoid. Ying Feiyang could no longer remain silent. With a struggling expression on his face, he clenched his teeth and said, "Yue 'er, this … can't be done. Although I was initially asked by the Fairy Ling Xin, now that things have come to this, it does not only involve her alone. There are also the Prison Suppressing King Ming and Xu Tingxian. They have all fought to the death for the Tomes of Arcane. I have inherited the power of the Tomes of Arcane from them. Their wishes are also with me. Moreover, it also involves millions of innocent people. If the Tomes of Arcane were to be obtained by Bei Longtian, he would be able to find the way to break the Nine Cauldrons. If the Calamity of War were to happen again, who knows how many people in the world would suffer … The Tomes of Arcane do not belong to me alone. Therefore, this definitely cannot be done! "
"Hehehehe …" Hearing Ying Feiyang's firm words, Ji Yaoyue laughed. It was a sad laugh. "As expected … it will be like this. Although that woman is annoying, she is right about one thing. Only those who have the same goal can stand side by side. However, you and I are humans and demons. Our standpoints are completely different. Even if it is not today, there will be a day when we face each other with our swords. Since this is the destined ending, why don't we end it all today!"
Accompanied by a heart-breaking shout, Ji Yaoyue's knife appeared again. The knife light was like a cold moon falling from the sky. The cold and beautiful arc light was wrapped in a fierce and austere Qi. It slashed down from the sky.
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Ying Feiyang retreated. Although he avoided the knife light, his heart was pierced by the knife mark that passed through the ground. The knife mark separated the enemy and himself. The knife mark was not deep, but it was like the gap between humans and demons. It was difficult to cross.
"This world … is so annoying!!!"
Filled with resentment, Ying Feiyang shouted. He suddenly stomped on the ground to vent the anger in his heart. The ground and stones under his feet collapsed. Ying Feiyang borrowed the force of the recoil to fly forward. His sword shone brightly. Sword Qi surged and oppressed the sharp knife light!
Since he had to hurt someone no matter what, Ying Feiyang had to make a choice. He was more merciless than himself.
The knife and the sword that were facing each other were once the same. People who were opposing each other were once of the same heart. However, now that the knife and the sword were exhausted, he only wished that they had never opened their hearts to each other in the beginning.
"Ping!"
The knife and the sword finally met. A crisp sound of collision played the prelude to the final battle.
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