Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Chapter 966 Losing and Winning (for Subscription)
Above the capital, the black and white sky suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, two extremely fierce sword lights fell in shock!

call!
The golden light from the night, accompanied by a howling dragon's chant, exploded into the sky!

Swish!
A flash of black lightning flashed from the green awn that started in the daytime, shocking thousands of miles away!

Click!

Those two sword lights rushed straight and collided head-on.

There was a sudden loud noise, and the entire Erjing City could not help but tremble for a hundred miles around!
The sword energy soared into the sky, setting off a huge wave of shock, and the sky in all directions couldn't help but rippling again and again!

Taoist Tiyun had already escaped a hundred feet away when he knew something was wrong, but he was still shaken repeatedly by the air wave.

Fortunately, these two people may have scruples, all the waves of sword light hang in the air, and the hundreds of thousands of people kneeling below are all unharmed!

Daoist Tiyun hurriedly suppressed Qi Hai and fell back to the ground, looking up worriedly and expectantly.

I saw that in the sky, the night and day that had just separated from each other had long been condensed in one place. There was white in the black, and black in the white.
clack clack...

A series of thunder sounds continuously rushed out from the chaos!

clang clang...

A sound of sword cries came from the cloud of smoke, flying continuously!

Obviously there are only two swords in the chaos, but the sound waves are galloping and killing like thousands of troops!

Obviously there are only two people in the cloud of smoke, but the bursts of flying light seem to be winning and losing like immortal kings and kings!
when!
Accompanied by a long and crisp sound.

The thousands of noises in the chaos suddenly fell silent.

There is peace in a hundred miles!
The thunder light faded, and the cloud dissipated.

A golden sun hangs in the blue sky.

Below the golden sun, two figures stood hundreds of feet apart in the air.

Lin Ji pointed forward with a sword in his hand.

There was blood oozing from the other arm that was slightly hanging down, and the half-sleeved Tsing Yi had already been dyed bright red.

The ribbon that bound the hair had long been broken, and a head of black waterfall-like hair was flying wantonly against the morning wind.

Xuanyuan Taixu, who was far away at the other end, fluttered in a purple robe, with a light yellow aura covering his head.

"Hahahaha..." Xuanyuan Taixu took a look at Lin Ji, and suddenly burst into laughter and said, "So what about coming out from all over the world? What about the Chosen Son? That's all!"

"Do you think you can defeat this old man if you understand the Grand Sword Rhyme?"

"The Haoran sword of Lan Ting is just taken from the corner of the Dao Yun of 'Tianxia'! But I am the blood of the Holy Emperor, continuing from the inheritance of the Taoism of 'Tianxia'! How can you beat me?!"

"See?! This old man is the real Chosen One, the Lord of Destiny for all living beings! What are you? How dare you swear by the heavens! Today, this old man calls you an arrogant boy, Know well what is destiny?!"

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Taixu's expression froze and he slowly raised his sword again.

Daoist Tiyun's heart skipped a beat!
Secretly startled: "Could it be... Fellow Daoist Lin lost?"

After thinking about it, he said: "Hey! This is not an accident!"

Although Lin Daoyou is extremely talented and lucky, he has reached the peak of Taoism in just a dozen years.

But after all, this Xuanyuan Taixu had already achieved halfway a long time ago.

Although there is only one step away from the peak, half a step away, but it looks like the sky!

Fellow Daoist Lin...it is an honor to be defeated!
It's just a pity!

Even if he is given another 50 years, Xuanyuan Taixu may not take advantage of it!

I really don't know how this guy lived for so long?Is the blood of the Holy Emperor that strong?

"Huh?" Daoist Tiyun was sighing to himself, but when he looked up, Lin Ji put away his long sword, and just looked at him with empty hands and a smile.

Daoist Tiyun knew very well, as a cultivator at the peak of Taoism, what it means to be injured in the flesh!
The spiritual energy is exhausted, and the cultivation base is seriously injured!
It seems that Lin Ji can't make another sword no matter what!

But on the opposite side, the bloodline of the Holy Emperor, who had completed half a step, was still able to fight again, even though his body was not as exhausted as before!

"No! Pindao must never sit idly by!"

With this in mind, Daoist Tiyun stood up against the sky, grasped the long sword tightly in front of Lin Ji and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin, hurry up!"

Lin Ji turned his head to look at him, and said gratefully: "Master Daoist, thank you very much, but..."

"Let's go!" Taoist Tiyun hurriedly urged, "Without Tiyun, I would still be in Kyushu! Without you, Lin Ji, everything would be impossible! Hurry up..."

Daoist Tiyun was speaking in a hurry, but he saw Lin Ji smiling all over his face and looking towards the opposite side: "No problem, look!"

Daoist Tiyun followed Lin Ji's finger and looked at it. Xuanyuan Taixu who was far away on the opposite side was still the same as before, and slowly raised his long sword.

But his two arms couldn't stop trembling, and even his body couldn't stop shaking with the passing wind.

Looking at it like this, let alone slashing with a sword, I am afraid that it is impossible to even stand in midair!

"He was more seriously injured than me." Lin Ji laughed, "It's just a bluff to trick me into running away first!",

Daoist Tiyun suddenly realized when he heard this: This decisive battle in the imperial city is huge, and it is not just him Tiyun and the hundreds of thousands of people in the city who are waiting to see the outcome!

The two fought to the detriment of both sides, and the outcome was hard to tell, whoever escaped first would naturally lose!

Xuanyuan Taixu passed his sword over his head, gritted his teeth fiercely and said arrogantly: "Then boy, come here! Eat me again! If you die under my Xuanyuan sword, you will be regarded as a virtuous ancestor of yours!"

"Bah!" Lin Ji snorted coldly, and strode out beyond Daoist Tiyun: "You old man, you still have the nerve to mention the word 'Xuanyuan'? How great is that holy emperor? And how great are your descendants?" Despicable? If he knew in heaven, he would probably kill you shameless scum himself!"

Lin Ji walked in the air with his hands behind his back, approaching Xuanyuan Taixu step by step and continued, "Holy Emperor Xuanyuan cut off the dragon's veins and sealed off the demon world. He has protected millions of miles of rivers and mountains in the world of Kyushu! What a grand deed he has done!"

"Expelling demon dragons, sealing ghosts and Buddhas, inheriting the world's Taoism, how magnificent is his heart!"

"And you!" Lin Ji strode off his sleeves to follow the wind, and shouted angrily, "Seeing the chaos in the world, and the people without life, but you have been unable to hide! Sitting on the crisis of the mirage wall, the demons invaded, but you have been standing by! For the sake of one's own selfish thoughts and madness, such a selfish and incompetent person who ignores the common people in the world, how dare he pretend to be the descendant of Xuanyuan, the descendant of the Holy Emperor?"

"You keep talking about the blood of the Holy Emperor, the descendants of Xuanyuan, but how can you have the heart of the world?

"Although Lin is not of Xuanyuan's bloodline, he asked himself frankly that he is worthy of the world! He is worthy of the hearts of all people!"

"Bah! Just because of you, a shameless person who forgets his ancestors and lost his morals, and a despicable villain with bluff, you still want to scare Lin away and dominate the world? The chosen son who came out of the whole territory, now Lin will replace you!" Senior Sacred Emperor cleans up the house except you, an old bastard!"

As he spoke, Lin Ji took another step forward abruptly.

Only three zhang away from Xuanyuan Taixu, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the sword's edge.

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