A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1418 Meeting an old friend
Jiang Ding walks on the earth.

He revealed his true form without hiding anything, and walked step by step on the land of Lei Yan Territory, carefully looking at the surrounding clouds, flowers, trees, and pedestrians on the roadside.

Before the war, he felt an unprecedented peace in his heart.

He suddenly discovered that these ordinary things in life seemed to contain many beautiful things that made people intoxicated.

"Hahaha!"

"Do I know that my death is approaching, so I instinctively want to stay in this world?"

Jiang Ding smiled.

He didn't care, nor did he worry about gains and losses, and he fell into a mess of imagination.

"kill!"

"This sword..."

"you wanna die……"

The surroundings were in chaos, with many cultivators fighting. At least half of them were sword cultivators. They were extremely rare in the past, with perhaps not even one sword cultivator in a country. Now they were everywhere here, like weeds on the roadside.

They are sword cultivators from the upper realm who came here following the sword cultivators who inherited Lei Yangtian Sword Realm.

The life-and-death fight between high-level sword cultivators is an opportunity that other sword cultivators cannot miss. Once they gain some insights from watching the fight, it can be equivalent to hundreds or thousands of years of hard work.

In addition, with the gathering of so many sword cultivators, opponents that were rarely seen in the past are everywhere here.

When two sword cultivators meet, the process is usually like this: they chat about everything under the sun, discuss metaphysics, exchange sword techniques and swordsmanship experiences with each other, and both of them gain a lot.

Then identify the opponent and draw the sword.

The final result is usually that one side dies in battle, the winner takes the loser's natal flying sword, and then leaves, but sometimes both sides die.

This is a more ideal and pure result.

In fact, sword cultivators are also human beings. Some are lustful, some are greedy for money, some are loyal, and some are kind. There are many differences. In many battles, killing people for treasures, seizing beauties, devouring flesh and blood, and there may even be instigation from demons...

These battles are not beautiful, and there is not much element of kendo idealism.

Theoretically, the sword cultivators are a righteous group, because they do not use the flesh and blood and souls of their enemies to refine magic weapons or practice, which is not as cruel as those evil skills.

But the facts that actually appear are often more evil than the evil, chaotic and cruel.

Living with death all day long, normal people are ultimately a minority.

Not all sword practitioners can conquer their own hearts, and it is very easy for them to go to extremes.

The strength of these sword cultivators varies. There are some at the Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Divine Transformation stages, and there are also a few Lianxu sword cultivators. However, there don’t seem to be many strong ones among the Lianxu sword cultivators, as they are the prey of the sword cultivators inherited from the Immortal Sects.

Their arrival plunged the Lei Yan Territory into great chaos. In just a few months, 317 sects and families were wiped out or completely lost contact.

The power of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong and the Xuehu Corpse Mountain has completely shrunk. They have all retreated into the mountain gate and have closed the mountain for three hundred years. They no longer care about external affairs and have no energy left.

This is not what Jiang Ding ordered.

In the simulation model, the two major sects would make such a decision, so they did so.

"Sword cultivator,"

"It shouldn't be like this, chaos, disorder..."

Jiang Ding frowned deeply.

Along the way, these scenes and pictures made him extremely unhappy. The sword cultivators from the upper realm did not conform to his aesthetic standards at all.

These disruptive factors should be changed if possible.

"Oh?"

"There's an old friend..."

Jiang Ding was suddenly startled and looked into the distance.

……

In the sky, two beams of light, one blue and one white, were escaping madly, and their aura was at the peak of the spirit transformation level.

Behind them, the one chasing them was a cultivator in the early stage of Void Refinement, who seemed to be a sword cultivator. "Ants!"

"You are seeking death... I will extract your souls and refine your spirits, torturing you day and night..."

This Void-Refining Sword Cultivator went mad and chased the two people in front of him frantically, as if he was revenged for the murder of his son and the abduction of his wife. He used his sword to chase the two Spirit-Transforming Cultivators in front of him.

However, what was extremely strange was that this Void Swordsman could not catch up!
Whenever they were about to catch up, the two beams of light, one green and one white, would each use their trump cards, sometimes a dark green talisman, sometimes a hideous and terrifying poisonous insect, which could often increase their speed dramatically, allowing them to escape from the pursuit of the Lianxu sword cultivator at the last moment.

The relationship between the two beams of light, one blue and one white, does not seem to be close.

The white light always tried to escape in another direction, but the green light always caught up with it like taffy and it could never get rid of it.

"Qingyun!"

"Fuck your mother!"

The figure in the white light could no longer control his temper. He was no longer a modest gentleman and started to curse: "Did I provoke you? Why are you following me?"

"Follow me when I ascend,"

"Still follow me now!"

"Can you get out?"

"ah?!!"

"My dear fellow Daoist, this is wrong."

The figure in the green light had a good temper. He swallowed his anger and said slowly, "The upper realm is not your home. I just happened to be going the same way as you. I am not actually following you."

"Look, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people on this road, including mortals. You can't have all of them follow you, right?"

"go the same way?"

"Same way, your mother!"

The figure in the white light cursed: "We were on different paths earlier and later, but you took the same path as me when you killed Lianxu Sword Cultivator's son. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"You bastard!"

"Daoyou, things are unpredictable. Don't disbelieve it. It's just such a coincidence."

"Besides, I didn't cause any trouble for that fellow Taoist who died."

The figure in the green light touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "I just ascended, and he hurriedly blocked my way, saying something like he had met an ascended hero and it was a good opportunity to sharpen his sword. Every move was ruthless, aiming for my head, so I naturally couldn't hold back."

"I thought that since he is a sword cultivator, it would be no big deal to beat him to death."

"Just like Fellow Daoist Lieyang, their brothers, nephews and swords were all killed, but they just ignored it and didn't care. They were willing to accept the loss. Isn't that what all sword cultivators do?"

"How could I know..."

He sighed.

The sword cultivators from the upper realm seem to be different from the Great Sun Sword Cultivators?
"Great love for fellow Taoists,"

"Whether you believe it or not, we two are indeed on the same path by coincidence."

The figure in the green light said seriously: "How about you stop and explain to the senior Lianxu behind you that this matter really has nothing to do with you. If you explain it, he will naturally not embarrass you."

"Master Junior always says that misunderstandings can be resolved by talking them out..."

"Qingyun, I'll fuck your ancestors!"

The figure in the white light kept cursing.

Stop explaining?

What a fucking explanation!

Does the Lianxu swordsman behind look like someone who can make sense?
I'm afraid that if I stop just now and get closer, the other party will hit me with a sword. What's the point of explaining?

The key point is that this is a completely unprovoked disaster and has nothing to do with me. I was entangled inexplicably. I am really not a human being.

(End of this chapter)