After all the sacrifices have been made to speed pass, who is still practicing hard skills?

Chapter 482 The End
However, the old man in white robe is known as one of the Black and White Devils. Even if he is alone, he has the strength to rival the top ten masters on the Wind and Cloud List, which makes him extraordinary.

Even though he suffered an angry attack from Jiang Che, he still reacted in an instant.

It turned into a streak of white light and retreated rapidly.

Trying to distance himself from Jiang Che.

On the other side, the old man in black robe was also extremely shocked and angry. He was shocked and angry at Jiang Che's audacity. His attitude at this moment showed that he did not take him seriously at all.

He opened his mouth and a deep black sword energy suddenly burst out.

There is a murderous aura within, and the sword light determines life and death.

It turned out to be his trump card.

Jiang Che knew that Heisha would not give up if he used this method to severely injure the old man in white robe, so he immediately waved his magic spear to try to block the opponent's sword energy.

However, the magical power of Heisha, who had been cultivating the sword for a period of sixty years, could not be easily broken. In an instant, it turned into a waterfall of sword energy, washing over Jiang Che from top to bottom.

Ding!
clang!
clang!
Countless sword lights shattered, but the black scales on Jiang Che's body were almost completely broken at this moment. Jiang Che stood there like a golden man.
In fact, it was because Jiang Che’s blood had turned golden.

In other words, if it were bright red, Jiang Che would have turned into a bloody man at this moment.

At this moment, the void seemed to freeze.

The old man in white robe flew backwards, the Heisha who spat out sword energy, and Jiang Che who was covered in blood, the three auras intertwined in the void, and he wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking up, the blood energy emanating from Jiang Che's body suddenly disappeared, as if it had melted into Jiang Che's body, revealing a body of strong muscles. But at a glance.

Looks a bit ferocious.

Everywhere you look, there are sword marks.

"What a strong physique!"

The old man in black robe looked more and more solemn. At this moment, he finally understood where Jiang Che's terrifying power came from. No wonder he could kill gods as easily as slaughtering dogs, and faced several attacks in succession, but still had the strength to fight.

It turned out that he had entered the realm of supernatural powers of the physical body.

And it is the perfect level of the supernatural power realm.

After all, the black evil sword energy he cultivated could be considered a killing move for a Yuanshen Venerable, enough to destroy the physical body of a normal Venerable in one blow. But now, it only broke Jiang Che's scale armor defense.

There were some sword marks left on his body, but Jiang Che was not actually seriously injured.

But in fact, Jiang Che was not as relaxed as he seemed. He first went through several battles, fought with several venerables, and then fought with the Black and White Evils with all his might. Now, his body was pierced by a sword energy.

Although it looked like only flesh wounds, Jiang Che had actually consumed most of his energy and blood.

And this is under the premise that he has already burned his energy and blood.

Of course, his results were also extremely terrifying.

So far, the number of great masters of divine appearance who have fallen at his hands has exceeded one hand, including some great masters of Yuanshen.

"Today, you all must die!"

There was a strong murderous intent in Jiang Che's eyes, which lingered around his body as if it had become a substance. He was indeed in a bad condition at the moment, and could even be said to have suffered a serious blow.

But his will to fight was growing stronger at this moment.

Facing two top soul masters, he no longer hesitated at this moment, and directly began to absorb the divine light left by the remnant soul of the Martial Saint with his soul, and then, above his eyebrows.

The yin and yang sea of ​​fire, a mixture of black and white, erupted completely.

At the same time, a beam of void divine flame shot towards the black evil.

Originally, he didn't want to use this killer move and planned to use it as a trump card, but now, Jiang Che wants to kill these two old guys and must use all means.

When the divine flame appeared, the old man in black robe was shocked. The Yin-Yang Demonic Flame was okay and was nothing to him, but he sensed a terrifying force that could hurt his soul.

He was so horrified that he retreated instantly.

But Jiang Che did not leave him any chance. When the demonic flame erupted, the whole person instantly soared into the sky like a cannonball and turned into an extraterritorial meteor and shot away.

Heisha exhaled sword energy again, but the next moment he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was shocked.

Because Jiang Che's target was not him, but the old man in white robe who had just distanced himself and retreated!
Jiang Che understood very well that it was better to cut off one finger than to hurt ten fingers. The Black and White Devils were strong enough in themselves, and if they formed a sword formation, they would make him feel the pressure.

If you want to break the deadlock, you have to take the opportunity to kill one person first.

Although Heisha's sword energy made him a little embarrassed, his best choice at the moment was to kill Baisha who was seriously injured by him.

The energy bursts out and the edge is revealed.

Jiang Che had no scruples at this moment. His speed seemed to have broken through the void. In a flash, he descended from the sky near Bai Sha, holding the divine halberd in both hands, followed by demonic flames.

Smash down with a loud bang!

boom!
At this moment, the sound of sonic boom exploded.

The blind old man in white robe's pupils shrank, and he was instantly shocked. He quickly responded by slapping his sleeves, and instantly a torrent of sword energy gushed out, as if it was the power blooming from the sword box.

However, even so, Jiang Che still blasted down, as if he was suffering from the pain of being pierced by thousands of swords. He gritted his teeth and blasted down. In an instant, the sword energy collapsed.

The old man in white robe was in a panic and only had time to mobilize a protective magic weapon to resist, but under Jiang Che's angry attack, the magic weapon in front of him collapsed.

He was like a kite with a broken string, suddenly falling from the void.

At this moment, he was no longer on guard.

There was a hint of emotion in his cloudy eyes, as if he had a premonition of something.

"Spare his life!"

The old man in black robe at the back exclaimed in surprise when he saw this.

But Jiang Che seemed not to have heard it and did not stop at all. After blasting the old man in white robe away, he followed closely and pressed forward again.

Keep it?

Leave a fart!
It's a fight to the death, how could Jiang Che hold back?

Not only will he not hold back, but after killing the old blind man in white, he will turn his gun around and leave the old man in black robe here as well. The power of the boundless heaven and earth is gathering together.

But just at this moment.

Suddenly, a faint voice was heard between heaven and earth.

"Stop it"

The voice was neither sad nor happy, and it was even impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. There was only a majesty that was hard to ignore.

Martial Saint!

When Jiang Che sensed the visitor's realm, there was also an overwhelming force pressing down, as if the entire world was pressing down on Jiang Che.

field!

Definitely the field!
Jiang Che had personally sensed the realm of Gala Bodhisattva before, and his pupils shrank immediately, and he prepared to retreat. Facing a Martial Saint, he had no power to turn the situation around at this moment.

The old man in black robe was instantly overjoyed, having guessed who the person was. The old man in white robe was also relieved, as the Martial Saint had taken action and his life was saved.

Correspondingly, the people at Yangping Pass could no longer conceal the despair in their eyes as they watched the Martial Saint of Baiyue take action.

The previous martial saint's background was already shocking enough. Now that the martial saint has taken action, who can stop him?
But at this moment, when Jiang Che was about to stop and retreat, suddenly, the sound of a sword rang out through the sky.

Zheng!
The sound of the sword shook the sky and instantly shattered the realm of heaven and earth that was pressing towards Jiang Che. At the same time, a very familiar cold voice reached Jiang Che's ears.

“Just do it!”

Jiang Che's heart suddenly moved and he understood who the visitor was.

National Master, invite the moon!
Although he was not quite sure why Yao Yue made his move and why he had such amazing sword intent, but with the support of the Martial Saint, he had no scruples and instead of retreating, he advanced and even burned some of the spiritual power he had absorbed.

As if teleporting, the divine spear hit the old man in white robe.

"Oh!"

In a flash, the white-robed old man who was famous throughout the Baiyue region and had the appearance of a martial saint turned into a blood mist. Then, ray of void fire enveloped his soul.

However, in just a short moment, he was completely annihilated between heaven and earth, without even leaving a last word.

Jiang Che held the divine spear in one hand, facing the void, as if he was not afraid of anything.

At this moment, with the death of the old man in white robe, the world seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Che with horror in their eyes.

No one expected that Jiang Che would be so bold.

When the Martial Saint opened his mouth, he still killed him ruthlessly.

"Old blind man!"

The old man in black robe exclaimed, staring at Jiang Che intently, and murderous intent suddenly began to gather around him.

The Black and White Evils are from the same generation and are close friends. They had originally agreed that they would both become saints in the future and become the Black and White Saints of the Witch God Temple, and go to Tianjian Mountain together to ask for swords.

But in the end, the other party died here.

"presumptuous!"

The Baiyue Martial Saint in the void seemed to be angered by Jiang Che's behavior. A bright light instantly shone across the sky and earth, and a hunchbacked old man in a black robe and holding a cane slowly emerged.

His eyes were filled with gloom.

"According to the agreement made by the Martial Saint back then, neither the Central Plains nor the Baiyue Martial Saint could interfere. Old thing, are you going to break the agreement?" Just as the old man in black robe appeared, a man in white clothes slowly walked out of the void.

He was carrying a sword and had no breath at all, looking like an ordinary old man.

But if you look closely, you can find that the old man in white is like an indelible divine sword, suppressing all the sharp aura within his body.

"Ancestor!"

Chen Sanchi, the Sword Pavilion Master who had already stopped fighting, exclaimed when he saw the old man in white robe.

As soon as these words were spoken, the identity of the old man in white became clear.

The old sword master of Jian Pavilion!
The old man in black holding a cane looked at the old swordsman in front of him with a condensed gaze and snorted coldly:
"When did I intervene? I just couldn't bear to see the excessive killing here, so I asked for a stop. But this young man completely ignored my advice. He simply doesn't know what reverence is."

“The fight between those below the level of Martial Saint is originally within the scope of the covenant. A venerable died in the Sword Pavilion, and I did not take any action. Why is it that the people from your Witch God Temple cannot be killed?

If you dare to attack me today, I will teach you a lesson and make sure you never return, and the Wushen Temple will lose another Martial Saint."

There was a flash of disdain in the eyes of the Sword Saint in white, as if he was mocking the Witch God Temple for not being able to afford to play. He immediately called a halt to the game, saying that the God's messenger was in danger of falling. This was true disrespect.

"Just you, an old lunatic? Are you worthy enough to kill me?"

The old man in black robe had a fierce look in his eyes, as if he was already enraged.

"How are you doing?"

The old sword saint had white eyebrows and beard, but he had an aura of majesty that came from his lack of anger. The sound of swords rang constantly around him, as if he would strike at any moment and cause the earth to crack and the sky to collapse, causing the void to shake.

"Okay, okay, okay, if that's the case, then."

The old man in black robe was about to take action, but suddenly, as if he sensed something, his eyes suddenly looked to the left front, and his expression suddenly changed.

Then, in full view of everyone, a powerful pressure that swept across the heavens and the earth suddenly erupted, and a figure in a Taoist robe slowly emerged, and his surroundings seemed to have condensed into a world of ice.

He holds a whisk in his hand and carries a long sword on his back.

It was as if he could shrink the distance into an inch. He lifted his foot and stepped forward, and he had crossed a distance of several hundred feet. His expression was indifferent, as if he did not care about anything, and he had an air of looking down on everything.

Staring at the old man in black robe, he said:

"You dare to violate the covenant, I will kill you today."

"Invite the moon."

As soon as this person appeared, the old man in black robe instantly realized who the person was. A bronze door immediately emerged from his hand, and he seemed to be ready to start shaking people away, but he was just about to activate his magic power.

Suddenly I realized that the void around me had been sealed.

Even if a rare treasure was transmitted, it would not be able to break the restriction at this moment.

His face suddenly darkened, revealing a hint of gloom.

With Yao Yue, the old Sword Saint of Jian Pavilion, and the Martial Saint of Wushen Temple taking action, Jiang Che could basically conclude at this moment that this battle was about to end and it was unlikely that a battle between Martial Saints would occur.

After all, if a fight really came to this, neither side would express their attitudes here.

Only when they are unwilling to take action will they utter harsh words.

But for Jiang Che, this is not actually a bad thing. After continuously burning his blood and energy, he is now at the end of his strength, even if he can kill the old man in black robe.

There is not much strength left to fight.

Of course, if the fight really goes to the end, looking at the current situation, they will most likely win, and they can even inflict heavy damage on the Baiyue coalition, but the problem is that they can no longer do that at the moment.

After all, he could kill a Yuanshen Master, but he couldn't deal with a martial arts saint.

Once implicated, the consequences are unpredictable.

Furthermore, his current battle results are actually great enough. He has killed more than ten great masters of the Divine Appearance and annihilated more than 100,000 Baiyue coalition forces, which can be said to be an extraordinary achievement.

He even wiped out Li Chengguo's faction, forcing the other side to barely survive.

Next, sweeping across Yuezhou would be a piece of cake.

“Kill me, haha, let’s not talk about whether you have the ability to do so. Even if you do, as soon as I die, the Wusheng of the Wushen Temple will come out in full force. The Central Plains court is now under attack from all sides.

Can you stop it?"

Although the old man in black robe was unable to summon help due to the seal of the void, he still exuded a lot of confidence at this moment.

As several Martial Saints communicated, their voices spread throughout heaven and earth. From the great masters of divine appearance to ordinary soldiers, no one dared to interrupt at this time.

They all looked up at the blurry figures in the sky.

Yao Yue narrowed her eyes, and the Martial Saint Domain around her was ready to go. A majestic and cold voice slowly sounded:

"If you want to die, you can try."

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