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Cheng Dun's body immediately started to fester. As blood mixed with pus flowed out, vengeful human faces the size of fingernails fought to appear on his wounds. His mana was rapidly being consumed. These rotting human faces were forcibly taking away his power!

At the next moment, PEI Ling's voice was ethereal. &Quot; "Forget!"

This voice was like a command that could not be disobeyed. It was extremely mysterious, and the rules of the world immediately began to change.

Just as Cheng Dun was about to move, he instantly forgot what he was going to do next!

PEI Ling flicked his finger, and a blood-colored blade Qi cut through the air, instantly slashing toward Cheng Dun.

Affected by the law of "forget," Cheng Dun's face was blank, and he could only watch as the saber Qi got closer and closer ...

The battle had just begun, and PEI Ling had not even unsheathed his nine souls saber yet, but he had already displayed his overwhelming strength. Other than Wenren lingse, the cultivators from the other three sects were all shocked!

Mid-stage Dao integration!

The strength of this heavy armor sect's Holy Son was even stronger than before!

However, just when everyone thought that the outcome was already decided, a terrifying sword essence that could destroy the world suddenly burst out from Cheng Dun's body!

Clang!

The blood-colored saber Qi was instantly melted by the sword intent before it could even touch Cheng Dun.

The entire world dimmed in an instant, as if it had withered in an instant. All the liveliness, vitality, and vitality disappeared into thin air, as if it was about to return to desolation and death.

Cheng Dun had already come back to his senses. The laws on his body, the numerous human faces, and the festering wounds were all forcefully wiped away by this powerful sword intent!

However, his entire body was starting to crack.

Cheng Dun didn't use his 12 Natal flying swords anymore. Instead, he opened the sword case and took out a simple-looking long sword.

This sword was completely black and had a very ordinary appearance. However, when the cultivators of the four sects glanced at it, they all revealed shocked expressions. &Quot; the ancestral sword of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect?! &Quot;

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At the Arctic Dragon Sword sect.

In the cave between the cliffs.

He fuqiong sat on the Jade platform, and the room was filled with frost and snow.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and turned to look in a certain direction.

He frowned slightly and shook his head slowly.

[ immortal-slaying sword intent ] ...

Junior Brother Cheng acted on his own accord and went to challenge PEI Ling before him.

This situation ... Something was not right!

His sword heart was brightly lit, and nothing in the sect could escape his eyes. Especially on such a big matter, it was impossible for such a mistake to happen!

But this time, whether it was because he hadn't thought of it in advance or because Junior Brother Cheng had gone to get the ancestral sword and the celestial-slaying sword intent, he had been deceived by something and hadn't noticed it at all!

It was as if the heavens wanted Junior Brother Cheng to challenge PEI Ling ...

No!

It was probably the heavenly Dao that wanted PEI Ling to face the ancestral sword of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect and the [ immortal-slaying sword intent ]!

At the thought of this, he fuqiong's eyes flashed with a trace of understanding. It was an external tribulation!

The external calamity of the Zhongyuan sect's Holy Son, PEI Ling!

However, this junior had just reached the Dao integration stage, so this was definitely not the external tribulation of the Tribulation stage ...

The Holy Son of the Zhong gang sect might be walking on a path!

He fuqiong immediately stood up and went to save Junior Brother Cheng!

Green smoke spurted out of the cave like a pillar, and the figure of the sword God disappeared instantly.

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Five color Valley.

Heaven and earth dimmed, and all five colors were destroyed.

PEI Ling and Cheng Dun stood in the air, facing each other from a distance. The cracks on Cheng Dun's body were still expanding, but the sword intent in his body was getting more and more terrifying. He held a black sword in his hand, and it looked ordinary and unremarkable. However, there seemed to be an extremely powerful force in the sword, like a seed after the rain, waiting to be unleashed.

The cultivators from the four sects didn't hesitate and quickly left the five colored Valley.

"The ancestral sword of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect! No wonder fellow Daoist Cheng called us over. It turns out that fellow Daoist Cheng wants to challenge PEI Ling!"

"It's not just the ancestral sword. The sword intent that fellow Daoist Cheng comprehended isn't like this!"

"This should be one of the five sword intents from the sword comprehension abyss. Daoist Cheng's Dao body can't withstand this sword intent and is beginning to collapse ..."

"Strange! Why is fellow Daoist Cheng the one who used the ancestral sword and one of the five sword intents to fight PEI Ling, but not the sword God?"

"I don't know! If the sword God were to use the ancestral sword and one of the five sword intents, even if PEI Ling's cultivation level is at the mid-stage Dao integration realm, he won't be the sword God's match!"

As he was speaking, Cheng Dun raised the ancestral sword with both hands, aimed it at PEI Ling, and slashed down ruthlessly.

It was just an ordinary sword strike, but in an instant, the void was torn apart like a thin piece of paper. The entire world was torn apart and quaked violently. The unparalleled sword Qi was the only light in this dark world. It was arrogant, cold, majestic, firm ... It seemed that nothing could stop it!

PEI Ling's expression was extremely grave. The aura of the sword in Cheng Dun's hand wasn't any weaker than Liu Yan Dynasty's heirloom seal and Emperor sword, Yan Xi city's evil-slaying axe, and su zhentian's falling star Suan ni!

In fact, the killing intent was still above it!

Even if they had never seen the treasure of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect before, anyone would know that it was the most powerful flying sword in the world the moment they saw the ancestral sword!

PEI Ling's voice immediately became Grand and Grand,"Crowd!"

This voice was like a decree from the heavens. As it fell, the laws of the entire world changed.

Between the heaven and earth, dense copies of the ancestral sword appeared.

After all the replicas appeared, they all exploded with sword intent that was the same as the original. It was vast and boundless, and they all slashed toward the sword Qi that Cheng Dun had released.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang ...

BOOM!

The dense sound of metal clashing only lasted for a moment before the thousands of replicas of the ancestral sword shattered. However, they had successfully blocked Cheng Dun's sword!

Countless dark red patterns suddenly appeared around PEI Ling's body, illuminating his cold face. It was difficult to describe how treacherous he looked. After all the patterns appeared, they immediately gathered on his back.

A ball of thick darkness appeared behind her. In the blink of an eye, a slender and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness. The remaining darkness quickly turned into a loose black robe and covered her jade body.

The incarnation of mo minglan had appeared!

He immediately cast a series of complicated magic arts.

At the same time, in PEI Ling's eyes that were looking into Cheng Dun's, countless tiny runes quickly rose and intertwined, and an evil intent surged.

[ eternal curse divine ability ]!

Cheng Dun's aura dropped rapidly, but the sword essence in his body rose and broke through the curse in an instant, restoring his cultivation to its original state.

He cast a simple spell and said in a loud voice, " "One begets two, two begets three, three begets all things!"

The ancestral sword immediately broke free from his palm and leaped into the air. In a split second, it split into two, then six, and then in the blink of an eye, it split into thousands of swords that covered the entire sky and blocked out the light.

For a moment, the number of ancestral swords was no less than the replica!

Tens of thousands of ancestral swords were like a heavenly River that rolled backward. They surged and roared as they slashed at PEI Ling!