I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"Don't lie to me! I don't want you to die here with me!"

"Of course I don't want to. Didn't I say that I would make up for the ten thousand years I owed my junior master?"

Looking at Xiao Wuyou's calm and gentle expression and the unwavering light in his eyes, Bei Ming Longyue was distracted for a moment.

Xiao Wuyou has really grown up.

Now, it's time for me to look up to him.

When he opened his eyes again, there was the same determination in those amber eyes as Xiao Wuyou's.

"What should I do?"

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Tiandao left behind a group of fallen Juejian Sect leaders and sighed halfway through his walk.

"You shouldn't stand up again."

The Great Elder's clothes were torn and covered in blood, and even the blade of his Heavenly Sword was broken.

But even so, he still forced himself to stand up, breathing heavily, and walked slowly towards the sky.

"well......"

Although his life and death have no impact on the overall situation, the way of heaven also has spirituality and is not purely ruthless.

An ant kept blocking his way, and the spirit finally lost his patience.

Tiandao turned to the Great Elder again and slowly raised a finger.

But at this moment, a hazy moon rose in the torn sky.

"That's enough. Back off."

The cold and ethereal voice echoed between heaven and earth, and a trace of shame flashed in the eyes of the great elder.

"......yes."

He dragged his broken body and left the battlefield with several unconscious fellow disciples.

"You're here." Tiandao looked back at the sky, but there was not much surprise on his face.

His silver hair was like fine snow, his sword robe was as fluttering as the wind, he was holding a magic sword and walking in the air.

Her amber eyes were like the sword in her hand, sharp and sharp, yet still ethereal.

The Heavenly Dao floated above the sky, opposing the hazy moon in the north.

"Do you know? Ten thousand years ago, there were actually many more cultivators who overcame the tribulation and ascended to heaven." Tiandao's tone was gentle, as if he was talking to an old friend, but the Dao rhythm around him was surging, so much so that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to go crazy.

"But you are the only monk who rejected the ladder and chopped it into pieces."

Above the sky, clouds are rising.

Bei Ming Long Yue was very familiar with this change.

That is not a layer of clouds, but the embodiment of the rhyme of Tao.

It was just like the time when he was overcoming the tribulation.

"My answer is the same as before. I am not interested in your so-called 'ascension'." Bei Ming Long Yue replied calmly.

Monks often talk about overcoming tribulations and ascending to heaven, but only monks who have personally overcome tribulations understand that overcoming tribulations and ascending to heaven are not the same thing.

For a cultivator like the Demon Emperor, even if he were to undergo a tribulation, he would only possess stronger spiritual power and cultivation.

A true ascender will accept the invitation of the Heavenly Ladder, integrate into the Heavenly Dao, become a part of the Heavenly Dao's laws, and circulate between heaven and earth.

But that would also mean a complete loss of self-existence.

This is also the reason why Bei Ming Long Yue refused the ladder at that time.

"I know." Tiandao nodded slowly.

He had already seen the fate of Bei Ming Long Yue, which was already predetermined, just like Xiao Wu You.

"I'm just curious. Thousands of cultivators pursue the goal of ascending to heaven throughout their lives. That's also the starting point for you to embark on the path of cultivation. Why do you refuse?"

Even after seeing everything Bei Ming Long Yue had experienced so far, Tian Dao could not understand.

He can only see the action itself.

Bei Ming Long Yue was the first person to encounter Xiao Wu You and the one whose fate was changed the most by Xiao Wu You, which naturally made Tian Dao deeply curious.

Bei Ming Long Yue's words were full of confusion: "The starting point of my cultivation is indeed as you said, but my sword heart only exists for Xiao Wuyou."

Bei Ming Long Yue knew better than anyone that she should have perished in the thunder calamity ten thousand years ago.

However, her bond with Xiao Wuyou allowed her to cross the line between life and death and move forward.

"And you are his enemy."

After saying that, Bei Ming Long Yue raised the magic sword high and slashed down with one blow.

The silver sword light, like a crescent moon, carried terrifying spiritual power and attacked the Heavenly Dao.

Chapter 46: On the Peak

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"Grand Elder?!"

Seeing the Great Elder retreating on a flying giant sword from afar, Liu Yanbin hurriedly organized the Liu family monks to go forward to rescue him.

"How could you be injured like this? You are the opponent of Lord Sword Immortal and Lord Xiao? Who exactly is that person?!" Liu Yanbin asked anxiously while supporting the great elder.

The elder coughed up a trace of scarlet blood, his face extremely heavy: "Ahem... That guy, I'm afraid..."

Unable to sense the breath, yet mastering all the skills in the world, as well as the extremely majestic Tao rhyme.

The Great Elder had some vague guesses, but he didn't dare to speak them out loud.

Even he himself couldn't believe it. If he said it out loud at this moment, it would only shake the morale.

Seeing the other party was silent, Liu Yanbin tactfully skipped the previous topic and asked, "Can the Sword Immortal win?"

In the heart of the Great Elder, Bei Ming Long Yue means the pinnacle of the immortal path.

However, he also knew that Bei Ming Long Yue was not invincible.

"Thousands of years ago, Master traveled far away for a period of time. During that time, he was besieged by the Demon Emperor and other masters from all sides. He was injured and then he went into seclusion and retired." The elder pondered to himself.

That past event is still circulating in the world of immortal cultivation and is no longer a secret.

Liu Yanbin was shocked when he heard this: "Could it be that..."

"The Taoist injury that our master suffered back then came from the same source as the Taoist rhyme of that mysterious master!" The Great Elder closed his eyes, as if he was unwilling to accept the reality.

"Then the Sword Immortal is..." Liu Yanbin's face suddenly turned pale and he was at a loss.

Even the head of the Liu family was thrown into disarray, and all the Liu family cultivators fell into deep fear. They stopped the treatment they were doing and became at a loss.

"No, there is hope."

The great elder's deep voice echoed in everyone's ears with a sense of certainty, and also pulled Liu Yanbin back from despair.

"Because, Master Xiao, you haven't made a move yet!"

Above the sky, the Bei Ming Long Yue sword, carrying with it the silver sword intent, continuously attacked the Heavenly Dao.

Tiandao displayed several heavenly-level body techniques in a flash, moving mysteriously through the storm of swords, but was not touched at all.

"You should know that you can't beat me." Tiandao looked relaxed and peaceful, as if the sword intent all over the sky was just a simple game.

"Since ten thousand years ago, we have fought each other several times. Hasn't this been proven?"

"And now, I have more power at my disposal than ever before."

Finally, with Bei Ming Long Yue's persistence, a silver sword intent, dragging a dazzling sword light, cut through the sky and hit Tian Dao's figure directly.

But Tiandao didn't even raise his hand, he just stood there quietly, and the Dao rhyme barrier in front of him continued to flow, easily blocking the terrifying blow that was enough to kill Lianxu.

"You are hiding, you are blocking, you are not invincible." Bei Ming Long Yue's response was as light as smoke.

The breeze blew by, silver ripples appeared, Bei Ming Long Yue's amber eyes emanated terrifying sword light and murderous intent, and her whisper was cold to the extreme.

"Tell me, do you bleed?"

Tian Dao was not afraid of the killing intent of Longyue Sword Immortal at all, and just shrugged casually: "Maybe, maybe not, you will never have the chance to know."

The next moment, the divine sword Longyue was raised again, and Beiming Longyue turned into a silver meteor. In an instant, it approached Tiandao and launched a close-range sword attack.

The fairy is ethereal and the swordsman is majestic. The sword immortal possesses two temperaments at the same time. His sword dance is unparalleled grace.

However, what appeared in Tiandao's eyes was not the sword immortal's beautiful and heroic figure, but countless flowing trajectories of luck.

In the next second, Bei Ming Long Yue would use his self-created heavenly body movement, Moon Step, to approach, first striking with thirty-six swords to test, and then the last seventy-two swords would be the killing moves containing sword intent.

As long as Tiandao wants, all the skills, Taoist methods, and tricks in the world can be used at will and brought to the extreme.

Even if it is the other party's self-created unique skill, as long as it exists between heaven and earth, it belongs to him.

Although there will be a Daoyun barrier to block when you are hit, Tiandao can easily block it, so there is no need to take the sword in vain.

A second later, the two figures crossed each other. Tiandao avoided all of Bei Ming Long Yue's attacks, and then swung out a palm.

The Vajra Sect’s supreme martial art, the Hand of Great Compassion.

A golden light suddenly appeared.

Bei Ming Long Yue suddenly drew back his sword to block.

The petite figure was like a cannonball shot out of a barrel, blasted thousands of meters away by the overwhelming force and pierced through the clouds.

After the attack, Bei Ming Long Yue was still standing, but her silver hair that was tied up high was flying like snowflakes, and a hint of bright red seeped from the corners of her pale mouth.

"Your power of luck is nothing to me. It just allows you to survive a little longer." Tiandao looked at Bei Ming Long Yue's embarrassed appearance and couldn't help laughing.

Bei Ming Long Yue snorted coldly, and with a flash of sword flower, he pointed the Divine Sword Long Yue at Tian Dao again: "I have been lingering on for ten thousand years, how long are you going to wait to fulfill your promise?"

Tiandao was silent for a moment when he heard this, but soon he raised the corner of his mouth again, and there was a hint of indifference and mockery in his eyes when he looked at Beiming Longyue.

Even if there is spirituality and emotion, who would be provoked by a defeated opponent?

"sad."

"You're still the same as before."

"I will sacrifice myself to protect Xiao Wuyou in exchange for a chance of survival."

"This time, Xiao Wuyou's soul has reached its limit and there is no chance of reincarnation. How long can you delay him even if you risk your life?"

"At least I succeeded." There was no sign of retreat in Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes.

Firm and persistent, like a sharp sword, would rather break than yield.

The more Bei Ming Long Yue behaved like this, the more regretful Heaven felt.

Such a peerless swordsman should become one with him and create this world.

Unfortunately, her fate was deeply tainted by Xiao Wuyou and there was no way to reverse it.

"Foolish. I stopped a few times before because I wanted to prevent the balance of destiny in the world. Now Xiao Wuyou has broken the balance of destiny, and nothing can stop me."

"Including you, of course."

Bei Ming Long Yue disdained to answer and just raised the magic sword in his hand high.

Silver light condensed from the sword blade in spots, first like flying fireflies, then like twinkling stars, and finally, the sword intent condensed to the extreme by Bei Ming Long Yue was like a second moon, standing between heaven and earth.

No matter whether it was the four sons of destiny and the demon who were fighting each other, or Liu Yanbin and others who were looking at the battlefield from a distance, they were all deeply impressed by the majestic momentum.

No matter how many times they witnessed it, they were just in awe.

It is said that the strongest sword skill can cut through thunder tribulations and shatter the ladder to immortality, just as the name of the Sword Immortal suggests.

Hazy moon.

As Bei Ming Long Yue's sword fell, the world was dyed silver-white.

The Tianhuo City, which had already been razed to the ground, was once again swept by the aftermath, and the entire ground was chopped into nothingness by the aftermath of the sword intent.

From a distance, it looked as if the moon had fallen, and the entire cloud layer was shaken by the powerful force and dispersed like a tidal wave.

After one sword strike, the sky turned grim and the ground sank. The original location of Tianhuo City sank completely, revealing flowing magma.

Everything was annihilated by this ultimate sword------