The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

The Qingming Sword raised its mouth corners slightly, its eyes full of malice. It had already planned to torture Mu Yunning and send her soul into the sword where she would never be able to be reincarnated, to make her feel the loneliness and coldness for a thousand years as punishment for her escape.

But only for a moment.

A huge silver curved light came like a tsunami, destroying everything around the Qingming Sword with great force.

It was an unrivaled sword intent, extremely cold and sharp, blending into one with the moonlight.

The arrogant Qingming Divine Sword's body was unable to dodge and was affected by the cold light, and it let out a huge wail in an instant!

It sees...

It sees—

The fairy in a light blue dress held a three-foot-long sword in her hand. The bright and huge moon behind her was like a white jade disk, reflecting her figure that looked like a goddess descending to the earth.

The moonlight dyed the black hair into silver, and the girl's pupils turned into holy silver, as if she was an unattainable goddess, judging the world.

Mu Yunning's voice was cold, just like her sword.

She coldly repeated what she had said long ago, and now finally came true:

"Mu Yunning from the Qinglan Sword Sect, come here to slay the demon!"

65. Finale

The Qingming Divine Sword felt panic at first.

After all, she broke out from the tomb of the Sword-Bearer, and the Sword-Bearer was its former owner after all. Qingming must know how terrifying the Sword-Bearer is.

What if there are any variables?

But when it calmed down and looked carefully at the girl in front of it, Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

For some unknown reason, her sword heart was actually filled up, and her cultivation level was greatly improved, and she had actually reached the realm of refining emptiness.

But this cannot threaten it. There is a world of difference between refining the void and integrating the Dao.

"What a delicious Kenshin, are you here to give me a gift?"

The Qingming Sword gradually woke up from its panic. It regained its former unruly appearance, and the broken sword pointed directly at Mu Yunning.

"Did you see that old guy?"

"That selfish old bastard, who wanted to seal me in the cold sword even if he died?!"

The tone of Qingming Divine Sword revealed endless resentment: "Then I will let you all taste what it feels like to be trapped in the Sword God for thousands or tens of thousands of years, in darkness!"

"You talk a lot."

"Jing Yan once said that villains die because they talk too much, especially someone like you."

Mu Yunning frowned, as if she was thinking, and then she nodded in agreement: "He is right."

"You ant!"

The eyes of the Qingming Sword were filled with anger. It suddenly rushed forward, and the sword intent as fast as the wind stabbed towards Mu Yunning in an unexpected way.

The sword energy was extremely cold and gloomy, and it was exactly the sword intent that Mu Yunning's sword heart had comprehended before!

So familiar.

Mu Yunning thought silently in her heart, and at the same time, a silver light flashed in her eyes. The long sword in her hand was turned back at an incredible angle to meet the attack of the Qingming Sword.

That was her former swordsman.

But now she no longer cares, because at this moment, what is beating in her heart is Jingyan's half sword heart!

Mu Yunning held the sword in her hand and suddenly felt a sense of destiny in this scene. She remembered the battle she had made with Jing Yan when she was young, which had never come to an end.

And now, her sword heart and Jingyan's sword heart were engaged in an unreserved duel, but now in Mu Yunning's body, it was Jingyan's sword heart that was beating.

She is going to defeat her past self on behalf of Jing Yan!

That battle will finally have a result today!

Both swords contained unrivaled sword power, and the mere encounter of the gust of wind in the air caused a sudden sound of breaking through the air.

The swords collided in an instant, making a huge roar, and the huge aftermath of the sword energy spread in all directions. The true and pure sword energy pressed down the surrounding trees so that they could not raise their heads.

The long sword in Mu Yunning's hand trembled slightly, and her hand trembled with it. At this moment, she finally realized Jing Yan's unparalleled talent in swordsmanship. She used to call herself a genius, but her swordsmanship was full of loopholes when detected by Jing Yan's swordsmanship.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to defeat you in this life.

Mu Yunning thought with a somewhat lonely look, but after a moment, she smiled at herself.

Because she actually wanted to lose to Jingyan for the rest of her life.

On the other hand, looking at the Qingming Divine Sword, it was holding up the broken sword, and the corners of its eyes were trembling uncontrollably.

"What the hell is that new Kenshin of yours!"

An inexplicable fear suddenly arose in its heart. Although it did not fall into a disadvantage in the previous game, Mu Yunning was able to compete with its Hedao cultivation level with her Lianxu cultivation level, which made it feel fear in its heart.

A fear that you will fail!

Failure is not scary, what is scary is cowardice. Once this idea emerges in your mind, it will remain deeply rooted.

This is exactly what the Qingming Sword does.

"This is not some ghost thing." Mu Yunning's eyes were cold, her tender lips slightly raised, and she said in a deep voice to the Qingming Sword: "This is something that can send you to death!"

"Insanity!"

The Qingming Sword gritted its teeth. In such a life-and-death duel, the most taboo thing is to run away, as that would leave all the weaknesses of the body to the opponent, to a swordsman!

Swordsmen are the best at finding weaknesses.

Therefore, their confrontation is just a head-on confrontation. You counter my moves and I counter your moves, until someone is at a disadvantage, but no one will escape.

Thus, the sound of swords clashing rang out again in the silent night, countless fierce killing moves were used, and the huge bright moon on the horizon was witnessing this battle.

The figures of the two people sometimes disappeared, and sometimes they had a brief confrontation. The sword energy flattened the deep forest and cut off the branches of those towering ancient trees.

"No, that's impossible. That old guy must have helped you!"

The Qingming Sword roared angrily. It was now locked in a bitter battle, and its steel-black body was cracked with clearly visible cracks.

It could not accept its own failure and instead began to blame the sword holder.

"I fought with that old man all my life, but ended up like this. I want revenge on everything. How could I fail here?"

The situation on Mu Yunning's side was not very good either. Blood began to seep from her arm and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

After all, it was a battle between the Refining Void Realm and the Hedao Realm, and the huge gap between them was filled by Mu Yunning with her swordsmanship, but the long-term overload also brought her indelible damage.

"You are just a monster who has fallen into evil."

Mu Yunning didn’t know what tragic story the Qingming Sword had, nor did she care. She only knew that it had hurt someone she cared about, and for this reason, the other party’s crime was unforgivable.

Mu Yunning suddenly felt that she was a very petty person, so petty that if something she cared about suffered even the slightest harm, she would wish the other party to return it a hundredfold.

"Hahaha, what qualifications do you have to make fun of me?"

The Qingming Sword was suspended in mid-air, and sneered at Mu Yunning, "Let's put an end to it."

Mu Yunning held the sword in her hand and added, "The end of eternity."

Suddenly, the two enemies reached a tacit understanding. They both displayed their most proud sword skills. At this moment, they threw away their cultivation, physique, and experience.

They are swordsmen, and only swordsmen. The pride of swordsmen prevents them from using despicable means, even if the opponent is a magic sword that has fallen into the devil's way.

They were fighting the final duel relying solely on swordsmanship.

The long sword's energy was like a rainbow, shattering the cold moonlight. A blood-red glow was attached to the sword of the Qingming Divine Sword, and its body turned into the appearance of a demon, spreading its huge wings.

In the blood-red shadow, its millions of years of grief and loneliness turned into the power of revenge, and it swung forward fiercely without hesitation.

Mu Yunning, on the other hand, was surrounded by a bright silver moon, with flowing light that dyed her inky black hair into snow-white. Her cold face was filled with determination.

The sacred silver moonlight attached to her sword and rushed forward.

"Shh."

A crisp sound.

Mu Yunning spat out a mouthful of blood.

This was a side effect of overclocking this body, and the silver sword in her hand pierced Qingming's body without any hindrance, piercing through the heart of the sword.

The Qingming Sword is just a sword. Even though it has conquered many gods and demons, it is still a sword after all and does not know how to wield itself. So when it and Mu Yunning fought as pure swordsmen, it had already anticipated its own death.

A silvery-white light shone down, fixing the blood-red magic sword under the moonlight.

"I will curse you..."

The Qingming Divine Sword was gasping for breath, but its breath was becoming weaker and weaker.

"I didn't lose to you, I just...lost to...the previous master..."

"I am in hell, waiting for him to come and accompany me, and then... swing me again and chop down hell!"

As the last word fell, the silhouette of the Qingming Sword gradually disintegrated. It looked towards Mu Yunning, expressing its deepest blessings.

"I'll be waiting for you in hell...waiting for you to come and kill me again!"

At this point, the body of the Qingming Divine Sword was completely shattered, and a white sword that seemed to be free of dust fell in front of Mu Yunning.

Clean and innocent.

Mu Yunning didn’t know what to say. She took deep breaths and felt a surge of fatigue throughout her body.

"Jingyan, you win."

She knelt in the moonlight, looked up at the sky, and smiled with relief.

This is the best ending. Her swordsmanship lost to Jingyan's swordsmanship, and she has no regrets.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on her hair, and the black hair turned into snow-white silver threads, hiding the story of Mu Yunning.

......

.......

"Okay, don't sleep."

The sword-wielder snapped his fingers, a sly smile appeared on his face, and then he disappeared.

Jing Yan, who had been in a coma for a long time, slowly woke up.

He touched his head and seemed a little groggy.

Am I dreaming?

Jing Yan frowned and began to think.

He had a dream that he was no longer cultivating immortality, but instead became a wandering knight. As a result, he changed his career halfway and married Mu Yunning.

What the hell is this unfolding...Jing Yan muttered softly.

What's even more outrageous is that he even had five children with Mu Yunning, three boys and two girls. His memory was extremely clear and he even remembered the details of their wedding night.

Damn it.

Jing Yan rubbed his head and looked around.

Surrounded by a sea of ​​cherry-red trees, it is magnificent and even a little fantastical, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Then, she was stunned by his gaze.

In his sight, a white-haired fairy holding a sword was staring at him blankly, tears in her eyes, as if she would cry in the next second.

She is...Mu Yunning?

However, at this moment, the white-haired girl dropped the sword in her hand and ran towards Jing Yan with tears in her eyes.

The sea of ​​cherry-purple trees that covered the sky and the ground transformed into millions of spots of faint light, which slowly floated up to the sky under the night.

While Jing Yan was still confused, Mu Yunning rushed to his side. Before he could react, the girl held the boy's cheek with her hands.

"Mu Yunning, wait a minute, your hair..."

Just as Jingyan was about to open his mouth, he found that his teeth were pried open by a soft and fragrant tongue, and the smooth tongue was taking what was in Jingyan's mouth unscrupulously.

Very fragrant and soft.