As the long sword was unsheathed, Song Zhifan's aura grew stronger. Light shone down from the sky and enveloped his body, slowly entering his body and the long sword he was unsheathing.
His body and the sword seemed to have become one. He had truly reached the state of being one with the sword. It was shining brightly and illuminating the surroundings, dispersing the darkness around the black blade.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the black blade and the shining long sword clashed. They both took a step back and stopped in the void, staring at each other in shock.
Chu Li's expression was solemn.
Song Zhifan's sword was shining brightly as if he was holding a lightsaber. His face could not be seen clearly but it had become one with him. It was as if he was the sword and the sword was him. It was hard to tell them apart.
It was obvious that he had cultivated an antique swordsmanship. Chu Li speculated that it was the Heaven Murdering Tactic!
This was the Heaven Murdering Tactic that he had been desperately hoping to obtain. With this tactic, along with his Heaven Murdering Sword and Heaven Murdering Three Forms, he might be able to defeat the Spirit Tiger.
This time, he came back to plan for the Heaven Killing Incantation, but he didn't expect that Song Zhifan would actually be able to cultivate it. Now, it seemed that the incantation's power was astonishing. Back then, when he faced the Heaven Realm, Song Zhifan could only pretend to be dead, but now, he could fight with the Heaven Realm, and it seemed like they were evenly matched, not at a disadvantage.
"What martial art is this?" Meng Xiaoqi scoffed. The light around him suddenly brightened.
"Heaven Murdering Tactic!" Song Zhifan said proudly.
Meng Xiaoqi frowned. "Heaven Murdering Tactic? I've never heard of it! "
Song Zhifan scoffed. "You're just ignorant. Your Demonic Blade Technique is also ordinary. Take another strike from me!"
The lightsaber in his hand suddenly lit up and in the next moment, it was already at Meng Xiaoqi's chest.
Meng Xiaoqi slashed at Song Zhifan's neck, ignoring the long sword that was stabbing at him. He was risking his life.
"Bang!" Song Zhifan waved his sword to block the long sword. Both of them disappeared in a flash and appeared in the void ten meters away. They frowned and stared at each other, feeling helpless and difficult to deal with.
They felt that they could not win. Although Song Zhifan's cultivation level was lower than Meng Xiaoqi's, he benefited from the power of the Heaven Murdering Tactic. Meng Xiaoqi was stronger but could not do anything to the Heaven Murdering Tactic.
"Peng, peng, peng, peng." The two of them exchanged over a dozen moves in succession. Their swords and sabers clashed, but neither could do anything to the other.
Chu Li suddenly thrust out his God Slaying Sword.
"Bang!" The brilliance around Song Zhifan suddenly soared, and then he sneered, "Despicable guy!"
Meng Xiaoqi also staggered with a "peng" sound as if he was drunk. Immediately after, his entire body shone brightly and returned to normal. He stared coldly at Song Zhifan: "What a good Murdering Heaven Incantation!"
Chu Li's expression changed slightly.
Song Zhifan was attacked by his own God Punishing Sword, but Meng Xiaoqi was attacked by Song Zhifan. However, Song Zhifan's attack was formless, but he could feel that it was similar to the God Punishing Sword.
This Heaven Killing Art could actually be like his own God Punishing Sword, and not only could it attack the soul, it could also become one with the sword, presumably it could borrow the power of the sword to strengthen itself.
He suddenly understood why Song Zhifan had to find the Heaven Slaughtering Sword. It was because the Heaven Slaughtering Sword was the hardest and sharpest sword in the world. Borrowing the power of this sword, he was truly invincible and no one could harm him.
When he thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart.
It was too difficult to obtain this Heaven Killing Art. In the current situation, it was almost impossible to provoke the two of them to fight each other.
Chu Li suddenly shouted, "Fellow from the Demonic Blade Sect, you must be activating some secret technique, how long can you last?"
Meng Xiaoqi sneered, "Good boy, I almost forgot about you!"
He slashed down with his sword and suddenly disappeared. The sword and him appeared in front of Chu Li, the edge of the sword was already close to Chu Li's neck, but Chu Li's body was limp and powerless, he did not even try to dodge, he could only watch as his head was about to be cut off.
"Hmph!" Song Zhifan snorted angrily, the tip of his sword hit the long sword, and then stabbed at Meng Xiaoqi's chest.
Meng Xiaoqi did not dodge, he slashed at Song Zhifan's head.
"Bishop!" Chu Li shouted softly, he suddenly stretched out his left arm to block the long sword.
"Chi!" The long sword easily cut through his left forearm like cutting through paper, half of his forearm fell to the ground.
When Song Zhifan heard Chu Li's shout, he suddenly had an idea, the long sword suddenly sped up, he did not care about the long sword on his neck.
"Ugh …" Meng Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly widened, he barely moved sideways to avoid the sword, the center of his chest was pierced by the long sword, the spirit in his body instantly rushed to the sword, it was as if he wanted to devour it.
Song Zhifan sneered, he turned his wrist and twisted the long sword.
Meng Xiaoqi swung his sword down.
At this time, Chu Li fell again, the long sword pressed towards Song Zhifan.
Song Zhifan took a step back to avoid, at the same time, he pulled Chu Li up, the turbulent inner energy continuously drilled into Chu Li's body, it was the profound cultivation of the Art of Eternal Agility, it was repairing Chu Li's arm.
Chu Li was refreshed, he felt his empty body quickly recover, he quickly said, "Thank you, Bishop."
Song Zhifan shook his head, disappeared in a flash, the next moment he appeared behind Meng Xiaoqi, he stabbed.
Meng Xiaoqi turned his head and blocked the tip of the sword with the blade.
"Bang!" The long sword fell back and hit his wound, he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood, he stared at Chu Li hatefully, suddenly disappeared in a flash.
"Bishop, quickly chase after him, his secret technique must be losing its effect soon, he can't escape!" Chu Li hurriedly shouted.
Song Zhifan glanced at the crowd, nodded slowly, "Be careful!"
As soon as he finished, he slowly merged into the void, disappeared without a trace.
Chu Li let out a long sigh, looked at Elder Fang who had become a middle-aged woman, "Elder, it's my fault!"
"It's not your fault. I was too careless, I stayed on the floating mountain, I underestimated the heroes of the world! "Elder Fang shook her head, her expression was solemn.
She looked at the corpse and head on the ground, shook her head, "Think of a way to destroy his demonic blade, only then his soul can be freed and return to the Outland!"
"Bishop, you can definitely kill that guy!" Chu Li quickly said.
"I hope so." Elder Fang slowly nodded.
She didn't dare to look down on the heroes of the world anymore. This guy from the Demonic Blade Sect was actually a celestial being. This time she was able to keep her life. She was really lucky that her soul wasn't destroyed. She still had to rely on Baili Na's help.
If it was not for Baili Na desperately blocking, he would have been dead, vanishing into thin air!
As she thought of this, she felt a chill in her heart, but at the same time, she looked at Chu Li with a clear gaze.
She suddenly wavered, was she really going to leave the floating mountain to conquer the world?
Only four masters died today, but she was already a little disappointed and worried, the road to conquer the world must be full of thorns, she did not know how many bones would be used to pave the road, how many disciples of the Longevity Denomination could survive?
As she thought of this, she suddenly had the thought of retreating, she suddenly did not agree with Song Zhifan's plan.
The floating mountain was extremely comfortable, everyone lived carefreely, then entered the Outland to continue living, this was actually a good life, why must they conquer the world and destroy the peaceful life of the floating mountain?
"Elder, are we going back?" Chu Li's words broke her deep thoughts.
Elder Fang sorted out her thoughts, sighed, and slowly said, "Bring them back, let's go."
Everyone nodded, collected the corpses and heads, then returned to the floating mountain.
Returning to the floating mountain naturally attracted people's attention and discussions.
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