Before he became a saint, he took the land and land for himself. If Jiang Buyi retreated, he would not get any benefit.

Regarding this, Meiji was also helpless.

The sword elephant was too strong, and he couldn't do whatever he wanted, so he could only let his sharp edge show through.

Withdrawing his gaze and looking forward, Mei Jiren smiled and said: "Jiang Bansheng, I am still saying the same thing. Now am I qualified to ask you to stop and give me a little mercy?"

"Sword Elephant..." Jiang Buyi's eyes flashed with cold light. He didn't want to give this face at all, but in the current situation, could he get a good deal from a fight?

Just like Teng Shanhai’s previous sacrilegious act...

Mei Ji keeps saying he respects him, but in the eyes of the semi-saints, the difference between him and the "brainless beast" is just that he is a little more polished - a "gentle scum"!

Holy, cannot be insulted, cannot be rejected!

Today, Jiang Buyi has been forced to retreat hundreds of miles. If he really turns around and leaves, what kind of face will he have in the future, hanging around in the semi-holy circle?

"The saint slave has a saying that is very good... If you don't become a saint, you will always be a slave." Jiang Bu responded with a cold voice, his face covered with coldness.

Mei Jiren sighed, understanding the opponent's choice, and sighed: "The state of the old man will not last long, and he can only use three swords at most. If Jiang Bansheng wants to try it, then let's do it."

"You are the one who should retreat from the beginning to the end!" Jiang Buyi shouted sharply, and the icon returned to unity. This time, it was not the icon that took action, but it was like Mei's own person, who regained himself.

In an instant, half-saint Jiang Buyi was covered in holy light, turning into fairy-colored flowing clouds. His momentum was overwhelming, and he tore through most of Meijiren's grotesque fantasy sword realm.

A storm arises and disaster strikes.

After a "disappearance state", Xu Xiaoshou felt that the idea of ​​death was running rampant in his mind like a mad dog, giving him a splitting headache.

This is really a fight between gods and mortals.

He retreated again and again, even opening the "Chi Jie Force Field", trying to eliminate this pressure. The pain was a little bit, but he still felt that his knees were shaking, unable to withstand the residual power of this level of power... and collided.

Mei Jiren really didn't want to take action and was still trying to persuade him.

"The old 'Sword Elephant' has just formed and its power cannot be controlled, but what is certain is..."

"It can hurt the half-saint, maybe it can kill him, but I don't know yet."

His face was solemn, and there was deep worry in his eyes.

"Do you really want to give it a try?"

The half-saint is immortal, but he is the one who dies.

If the semi-saint dies, the trouble will be even greater.

After much thought, it would be best if we didn't fight this fight. If we really wanted to fight, there was nothing we could do, so we could only fight hard.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Jiang Buyi, who transformed into a fairy cloud, laughed wildly. He was delighted by the arrogance of the person opposite him.

The Sword Immortal is the Sword Immortal, and Taixu is Taixu.

If it is possible to transcend the level of this level and behead a saint, why is a half-saint called a half-saint?

"bring it on!"

Mei Ji sighed again and closed her eyes.

"Then, I'm offended..."

Say it.

He was murderous and his eyes were wide open.

Mei Jiren no longer hesitated, and held his chest with his left hand, as if holding a huge scabbard. He raised his right hand above his head, pinched it diagonally upward, and lifted it.

"Swordsmanship has a name, and it's called Wu. The way of Wu is where virtuality and reality come into being, and true and false are mixed together. There is nothing in the universe, but I call it existence."

First there was a soft murmur, then the sound of the wind stirred up, and then the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and finally everything came together, and it turned into a great sword of nothingness in front of Mei Jiren's chest, which was slowly pulled out.

"Chi chi chi chi -"

The broken and agitated sound stopped the clouds, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened. He knew why Mei Jiren had to explain the reason for every sword strike. This would certainly give Jiang Buyi time to respond, but more...

Teaching time has arrived again.

Mr. Jiren is so attentive, he has to learn from it.

"This is the first realm of Wuwu swordsmanship, Wuwu sword style!"

The Great Sword of Nothingness was finally completely pulled out and hung in the sky, reminding Xu Xiaoshou of that day when the Lord's Mansion of Tiansang City faced off against Gu Qingsan.

The difference is that at that time, Gu Qingsan turned his body into a sword hanging from the sky, completely void.

The current Mr. Jiren drew a sword in the air without moving, and seemed to be able to continue his attack.

"You see clearly, Xu Xiaoshou, you have to learn the next thing..." Mei Jiren looked up silently, looking at the invisible person, and whispered in his heart.

Finally, he withdrew his eyes and returned to the battlefield. His voice changed and he shouted loudly.

"Jiang Buyi, you have already made two moves, now it's my turn..."

"Old man, try your sword first!"

The clay figurine still has some anger.

The sword itself is evil.

Now that he is a teacher, it does not mean that when he was young and frivolous, Meijiren did not have the arrogance to kill and destroy everything!

And at this moment, it was his first counterattack after being attacked twice by the Semi-Saint!

If you don’t make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!

If you don't draw your sword, that's it. Once you draw your sword, you will definitely return covered in blood!

The great sword of nothingness was slashed out from the air.

At this moment, the world twisted, the light and shadow changed, and an inexplicable cold and dark atmosphere came, making people shudder.

Mei Jiren kept his lips still, but the overlapping sounds resounded throughout the battle and in the ears of those who were watching the battle.

"The swordsmanship is famous, it's called Nine, the Way of Nine, it's the ultimate in number, it has countless derivatives, here we set up a formation, and open the ghost gate!"

The invisible sword slashed into the air, and the nine swords around Mei Ji flew around to catch up, setting up a formation in the middle. Then the world finally entered the Nine Netherworld, the invisible door to hell opened, and absolute coldness suddenly invaded the entire Forest of Miracles.

"Woo——"

Dark things pass through, and the sky becomes dark.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened. This is the first level of the Nine Swordsmanship - infinite number?

No, when Bai Ku took the Flame Python before, Gu Qing'er's Nine Swordsmanship clearly displayed the "time" attribute...

No!

At that time, Gu Qinger used "time", but Jiujian and Mr. Jiren now have one thing in common - formation!

The Nine Swords are used for sword formation?

Time attribute, just one of them?

When Mr. Jiren wants to use the Nine Swords to set up the formation and open the door to hell, does that mean that the attribute of the sword formation becomes a "ghost"?

However, why do we need to set the "ghost" attribute and why do we need to open the "ghost door"?

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes suddenly lit up.
Chapter completed!