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Chapter 1020: Death of Icefield Lord

A blood-ice flame and a blue-gold flying sword, the fierce fight between the two, touching the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

Every time the Taiqing Flying Sword slashed down, it cut through countless spaces and countless pieces of ice.

Because the surrounding space was frozen, the flying sword faced huge resistance every time it moved, as if it was fighting against an entire world of ice.

This is the demon pill that the Icefield Lord has been refining for ten thousand years!

The fire of the demon pill was extremely cold, spreading out circles of transparent ripples and freezing the surrounding space. It was entangled with the Taiqing Flying Sword like a bone ulcer, constantly wearing away the sword's sharpness.

The Taiqing flying sword continued to slash and kill, its sharpness was unstoppable, but its speed was getting slower and slower, and the aura on the sword began to decrease.

Keng!
With a soft hum, the Taiqing flying sword turned back and returned to Jiang Ding's side.

The Great Sun's Destruction Sword Intent and the Myriad Magnetic Energy cleansed the sword body, crushing the thin layer of ice on the sword body, and the flying sword returned to its peak state.

"Fellow Daoist Bingyuan, you are pretty good."

Jiang Ding's expression finally became more serious, and he said in approval: "Your demon pill is already similar to the fifth realm of swordsmanship, 'Sword Realm'. The attack contains the meaning of life and death of a world. It is immortal. Every strike contains the attack of an entire world, which is endless."

“Although it is still far away from the real sword world, it does look a bit like it.”

"It seems that there is still something real in the blood of the demon race. It should not be underestimated."

"die!"

The Icefield Lord growled but did not respond.

She entered a state of burning her blood and essence, and could not delay for too long. She once again controlled the demon pill in the shape of blood ice flame to attack, determined to fight to the death.

"Bai Zu! Xi is safe!"

"You two!"

The Icefield Lord said sternly: "If you hold back again, you will die. Let's see who dies first, me or you!"

"My Ice Phoenix clan is not afraid of anything when it comes to escaping!"

"kill!"

Xi Ping'an said nothing and held the golden sword high.

He began to burn his own incense and divine core, as well as the millions of divine guards under his command. Everything was burned and turned into a raging flame of incense and blood.

The sky and earth became bright with golden light, and were filled with the rich power of Shinto incense, which almost liquefied into water droplets.

Countless shouts and countless whispers come from countless East China Sea believers over thousands of years, calling out to their gods together.

"This……"

The Centipede Lord was hesitant and lacked decisiveness.

He has no race, no descendants, and apart from his own life and his own path, he has nothing to be attached to in this world. It is very difficult to make him risk his life.

"Ha ha!"

"The Ice Phoenix Clan's ability to escape?"

Jiang Ding heard what Bingyuan Tianjun said, and also saw Xi Ping'an's decisiveness, but he didn't care. He chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Bingyuan, are you talking about something similar to the phoenix's rebirth, resurrection somewhere else, and then sealing itself into the depths of space?"

"you……"

Bingyuan Tianjun was so shocked that even the steps of burning his essence and blood and fighting for his life with his demon pill seemed disordered.

"I, how should I know?"

Jiang Ding finished her unfinished words for her and said with a smile: "A demon beast with the blood of the Phoenix has only these few tricks. How can I know?"

"This is not something you can guess with your eyes closed."

"Or are you a rare genius of the Ice Phoenix Clan, who has broken free from the shackles of blood and stepped through shackles that are far more difficult than those of the human race, and walked out of your own path?"

"It's a pity. In my opinion, your talent is not that high, so it's not difficult to guess some of your methods."

"As for these means of escape, fellow Daoist, don't expect them."

Jiang Ding said gently: "I assure you that if you are defeated, there is absolutely no way you can escape. The so-called Phoenix Nirvana may really be a supreme magical power, but with your mixed blood, I'm afraid it is far from enough."

"Back then, you were able to hide from Lord Shuoyang and escape from his hands, but that doesn't mean you can do the same in front of me."

"ridiculous!"

"nonsense!"

Bingyuan Tianjun's heart sank, and he sneered, looking like he didn't believe it at all.

"You do not believe?"

"Okay." Jiang Ding nodded, not angry: "I have one more thing to say, do you believe it or not?"

"Hahaha……"

Keng!
He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, glanced around, looked at the three Heavenly Kings, finally revealed a hint of ferocity, and laughed loudly, extremely heroically.

"Icefield Daoist Fellow!"

"You will die with this sword of mine."

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

Keng!
The clear sound of swords echoed in all directions!

An invisible and terrifying pressure suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, causing everything in all directions to stagnate and become motionless.

Even Bingyuan Tianjun and her demon pill, who were burning their essence and blood to control the demon pill to attack, were like this. There was an extremely slight stagnation that was almost impossible to detect with spiritual consciousness.

"What's this?!"

The Icefield Lord lost his voice.

Boundless fear appeared in their hearts uncontrollably.

Jiang Ding's expression was calm.

His eyes were filled with blood, and he looked back at the world: the mountains, the earth, the sky, the white clouds, the ice flames, the poisonous insects... everything had disappeared, leaving only criss-crossing bloodstains everywhere.

In some places, the bloodstains were faint, just a few strands;

In some places, the bloodstains are tangled into a web, dazzling and flowing all the time. The bloodstains and blood webs are changing all the time and are extremely complex.

The most obvious one is undoubtedly the three blood nets!
One of the blood nets with an icy breath spewed out an even more dazzling blood net flame, and blood marks on it were flowing and changing, sometimes disappearing and sometimes turning deep red.

This blood web flame, carrying overwhelming murderous intent, flew towards this side.

"You are the one."

Jiang Ding whispered.

The sword is completely unsheathed.

Keng!
The sky and the earth suddenly darkened!
Not the glow, not the light.

All living beings in the world were forcibly deprived of their spiritual perception and fell into absolute darkness. They could not see anything, could not hear anything, and their five senses were all blank and chaotic.

They were panicked and terrified, but there was nothing they could do.

Because this time is too short!
It was so short that in the eyes of a Jindan cultivator it was just a moment, passed in the blink of an eye, let alone changing or responding to anything.

call out!
The Taiqing flying sword fell down like a ray of light and arrived in an instant.

The invisible sword light of the Taiqing Flying Sword followed the bloodstain trajectory where the Icefield Lord was, like a butcher cutting up an ox, following the crooked traces in the bloodstain and blood network.

This may seem complicated, but it is actually the shortest and most efficient sword path, passing through the weakest spots and flaws in the cultivator's demonic shield and magical powers.

In an instant, it passed through.

Penetrates everything.

This is... the prototype of the Sword of Destruction!

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, looking somewhat weak.

"Do not……"

The Icefield Lord was originally bloodthirsty and crazy. He burned his blood and essence and controlled the demon pill to fight for his life. But at this moment, he showed an intense look of fear.

She ignored everything, lost all her sanity, and ran for her life without a care in the world.

However, just took a step.

Her body was stiff.

A thin bloodstain appeared between the brows of the Icefield Lord, and it ran along the center line, starting from the gorgeous phoenix crown, to the icy sharp beak, then to the graceful neck, and finally to the feathers on the abdomen and chest, and the body, blooming straight along the absolute center line.

"I regret it!"

"I regret not listening to Fellow Daoist Xi!"

The Icefield Lord wailed miserably.

These were her last words in this world.

Then, the light in her beautiful phoenix eyes lost its spirit, and the soul in her head shattered. The mountain-sized ice crystal phoenix body split evenly in the middle, and blood and internal organs flowed down like a waterfall and fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)