The expression on Jing Jiu's face was grave. He used his right hand as a sword and employed the sword style of the Inherited Heaven Sword to form the formation. He was very serious, as if he were facing a formidable foe.
How many people in the world could snatch the sword from Jing Jiu's hand so easily under such circumstances?
Zhao Layue was not one of them.
What Jing Jiu said was correct. Among all the sword styles of the nine peaks of Green Mountain, Gu Qing's sword style of the Inherited Heaven Sword style was the worst; it depended on whether Gu Qing could improve in the future.
If he exerted his full strength, he would be able to compete with the Snow Girl. After all, the Sword of the Universe was his own sword. Yet, he could sense clearly that she was only interested in the sword. More importantly, Wang Xiaoming was not far away with the Sun Banner in his hand. He had to seize this opportunity.
As the Snow Girl arrived in the field, the cloud-like flames drifted toward her after drawing an arc in the air. The heavenly fires in the clouds didn't fall down toward the Green Sky Mirror, but bombarded her incessantly. The water in the stream froze into ice and evaporated into smoke. The red and hot rocks were frozen and cracked instantly by the cold water. It was a chaotic scene.
It was evident that something was wrong with the Sun Banner. The Chaotic Fire in the banner started attacking the Snow Girl on its own, not obeying Wang Xiaoming's will.
As the chilly wind rose, Jing Jiu disappeared from the original spot and arrived a few thousand feet away. He wielded his right hand like a blade in the air toward Wang Xiaoming.
He didn't use the Seal of the King Of The Underworld, because it would take some time before it could exert its full power. And he didn't use other magic treasures either. All he used was his own right hand.
When Qing 'er said that the Green Sky Mirror couldn't be used in combat, Jing Jiu was baffled, thinking that a magic treasure of the Heavenly State that couldn't be used in combat was no different from a piece of scrap metal.
What did a magic treasure of the Heavenly State that could be used in combat mean then?
He wanted to try and see how much power his right hand had recovered after he had sharpened it from spring to autumn and then to spring.
The Sun Banner rose up in front of Wang Xiaoming to protect him.
The Chaotic Fire was attracted by the Snow Girl. Though the Sun Banner was a powerful magic treasure, it couldn't block Jing Jiu's right hand.
With a soft sound, an obvious crack appeared on the surface of the banner, which was filled with the color of the Black Soul Fire!
Wang Xiaoming had a look of disbelief on his face. How could this be possible!
The Ardent Sun Banner was connected to his heart and blood. When the banner was damaged, his mind also suffered a great impact. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He let out a muffled groan and quickly circulated his demonic power. The edge of the banner rolled up a huge wave and sent Jing Jiu flying. At the same time, it sent him into the clouds and in the blink of an eye, he was already high up in the sky.
With a buzzing sound, Jing Jiu's sleeves fluttered as he arrived in the sky. He was like Wang Xiaoming's shadow. His right hand slashed down with a sharp light.
Wang Xiaoming's demonic magic was indeed remarkable. With a stern shout, he turned into several streaks of black smoke and forcefully took back the control of the Sun Banner. Then, he rolled up the flames in the clouds and bombarded Jing Jiu.
A muffled clap of thunder sounded in the sky.
The gloomy but incessantly burning clouds shattered and quickly dispersed.
The wall of fire in the crevice gradually dimmed until it disappeared without a trace.
Two straight lines appeared where the muffled thunder had struck.
One line entered the front of the snowy mountain, and the other fell in the distance.
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There was a large pit in the distant barren plain.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes were closed. The demonic armor on his body had broken into two pieces, and his chest was covered with fresh blood, his face as pale as a piece of paper.
He suddenly opened his eyes while the black smoke was entangling around him, and he let out a howl like a wounded animal.
He didn't expect that the Sun Banner would suddenly malfunction at the critical moment. All he did was attack the snowman who came out of nowhere and let go of Jing Jiu.
In order to seize the Green Sky Mirror, he had prepared for a long time, but he ended up in a sorry state, and he had even destroyed a magic treasure of high state that could save his life. The worst part was that Jing Jiu had even created a crack on the Sun Banner.
Though this crack wouldn't have a significant effect on the Sun Banner, how many more people would he have to kill if he wanted to temper the Sun Banner to a perfect state?
What enraged and frustrated him the most was that he was inferior to Jing Jiu.
He dashed out from the bottom of the pit while holding the Sun Banner, and was about to leap up into the air to continue fighting with Jing Jiu.
Along with a few sounds of breaking wind, Gao Ya and a few elders of the Mysterious Dark Church arrived. Seeing the scene, they approached Wang Xiaoming hastily to stop him.
The Church Master had suddenly disappeared from the headquarters, and the Sun Banner had behaved abnormally. As such, they knew that something had happened. As soon as the fire cloud of the Sun Banner dispersed, they rushed over. Unexpectedly, they saw such a scene. Though these elders were dissatisfied with Wang Xiaoming's behavior, they didn't dare do anything to him. All they could do was beg him to leave as soon as possible.
This place was the northern foot of the Cold Mountain, close to White Town. The Sun Banner had caused such a commotion that day, so it would definitely alert those swordsmen of the orthodox sects.
If Zen Master and the others came over and took the opportunity to take the Sun Banner away, the Mysterious Dark Church would be finished.
Before he left, Wang Xiaoming glanced at the snowy mountain resentfully, thinking that he would kill him one day!
Not long after the group of the Mysterious Dark Church left, the swordsmen of the orthodox sects arrived.
They were the Immortal He of the Kunlun Sect and the Church Master of the Windy-Broadsword Sect.
Standing in the clouds, they looked down at the devastated barren plain and the collapsed snowy mountain, furrowing their eyebrows, wondering what had happened here.
Those melted rocks should have been melted by the Sun Banner of the Mysterious Dark Church, but they didn't leave any trace of the melted rocks on the ground.
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A little earlier.
The fire in front of the snowy mountain had been extinguished.
The Sun Banner was taken away by Wang Xiaoming, so the fire couldn't be ignited without a source, and the fires in the underground had returned to their original places.
Jing Jiu stood up and wiped the ice and snow off his face. He looked at the distance with furrowed brows, his face pale.
He didn't expect Wang Xiaoming to have a demonic armor on him. Though it was shattered by Jing Jiu's sword, this man's life was saved.
The Snow Girl was still standing on the same spot. She lowered her head to look at the Sword of the Universe in her hands and sensed the energy on it.
The surface of her body had melted a great deal. The water dripped onto the ground and turned into ice instantly; but it seemed that she didn't notice that she had been injured severely by the Chaotic Fire of the Sun Banner. It was probably because she didn't have much fighting experience, or it was because she thought that a magic treasure of the human race like the Sun Banner couldn't inflict any damage on her.
Jing Jiu walked out from the snowy ground. He didn't even take a look at the Sword of the Universe in her hands. His figure suddenly disappeared, and he arrived a few miles away.
The Green Sky Mirror had returned to its original size, lying on the ground in Silence. Qing 'er flapped her wings and looked in the direction of the snowy mountain, her small face full of fear and bewilderment.
"Let's go," said Jing Jiu.
Qing 'er came back to her senses and said while pointing to the snowy mountain, "Your sword is still there."
Jing Jiu didn't pay any attention to her. He picked up the Green Sky Mirror and tied it to his back using the white cloth burned by the Sun Banner. In the next moment, he arrived a few miles away.
Standing on the same spot, Tong Yan looked at the disappearing figure in the distance, wondering if it was an open robbery.
Qing 'er didn't notice that Tong Yan had been left behind. "Your worm is still over there," she reminded Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu didn't give a response, as he thought that he had no choice but to go as far as he could, not to mention the Sword of the Universe and Cold Cicada.
Soon, he arrived at a patch of snowy mountains one hundred miles away with the Green Sky Mirror on his back.
He sensed something was out of place, and realized that he should head south instead of traveling in the snowy mountains.
There were no trees on the snowy mountains, so the broken cliff was quite visible.
He landed in front of the cliff, remaining silent for a while.
As the wind rose, the Sword of the Universe drifted up.
Sitting on the sword, the Snow Girl had a small body, her white hair spread out behind her like a gauze dress. Cold Cicada hung in her hair, looking quite adorable.
She looked at Jing Jiu in Silence, her dark pupils devoid of any emotion.
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