Chapter 430: Sword Comes, Slash!

"cut!"

Following the white-robed young man's cold shout, the sacred giant sword that descended from the nine heavens stabbed down instantly, drowning the figure of the four-winged demon head.

The devil has no chance to evade, let alone resist.

"boom!"

Amidst the deafening bang, the sacred giant sword smashed the demonic clouds all over the sky.

The thousand-meter-high body of the four-winged demon head was smashed to pieces.

Even the mountains, rivers and land below were blasted out into a pitch-black abyss as deep as ten thousand feet.

The body of the demon head was blasted to death, leaving only the demon soul, suppressed under the abyss by the holy giant sword!

Ji Tianxing witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and the shock in his heart is hard to describe in words.

The strength of the four-winged demon head is so powerful, so fierce that it slaughters hundreds of millions of civilians wantonly, and can instantly kill a strong person in the Tianyuan realm with the flip of a palm.

However, when the young man in white robe used the 'sword! cut! ’ During that move, the devil was killed by a holy giant sword on the spot!

The strength and means of the young man are truly extraordinary, like the gods in the nine heavens!

After a long time, until the picture gradually faded away, Ji Tianxing was still immersed in the shock of the Nine Heavens Sword.

Soon, the picture in front of him changed.

In the sky above a vast expanse of blue lake, a young man in a white robe is walking in the sky, walking thousands of miles away.

In the sky behind him, there is another graceful figure flying at a gallop with fluttering clothes, closely following his steps.

It was a girl with a beautiful face and a bright temperament.

She was about eighteen|nine years old, wearing a long silver dress, with a white gauze on her shoulders, and a pair of clear big eyes shone with a bright brilliance.

On her forehead, there is a silver crescent mark, which adds a bit of holy and mysterious aura to her.

In order to keep up with the pace of the white-robed youth, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, her pretty face was a little pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

But her eyes were still bright and excited, without any slack or discouragement.

Finally, the young man stopped in the sky and turned to look at her indifferently.

When the crescent girl saw this, her pretty face immediately showed a strong joy, and she speeded up to meet her.

When she got close, she stared at the white-robed young man with burning eyes, and said softly and coquettishly, "Hmph, you cold guy, don't you know how to be sympathetic and sympathetic?"

The young man's expression was unmoved, and he said indifferently: "Mingyue, you abandoned the hundreds of millions of people of the Moon Clan and came here from the Western Continent for millions of miles. Is this what you want to say to me? ?”

The woman called Mingyue wrinkled her cute little nose and said with a bright smile: "You bastard, this is the longest sentence you have ever said to me since I saw you!"

"Don't call me Mingyue, just call me Xiaoyue!"

"Also, where are you going? Old man Long from the Imperial Court of Zhongzhou, do you want to do something?"

The young man in white robe looked at her expressionlessly, and said in a calm tone: "As a saint of the Moon Clan, how can you be so childish?"

The light in Mingyue's eyes became brighter, and she smiled and said, "Are you caring about me?"

"Do you think that my character is not steady and dignified enough? Although I didn't like that since I was a child, if you don't like it, I'll change it..."

The young man frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Mingyue, I just met you by chance, and we have nothing to do with you. You don't have to do this, and I won't accept it."

"I will be leaving Profound Sky Continent soon, why are you wasting time with me?"

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and flew away, taking a thousand miles away.

Mingyue hurriedly chased after her, and shouted anxiously: "Hey! Are you leaving the Profound Sky Continent? Where are you going?"

However, the figure of the young man in white robe flickered again and again, and after a few breaths, he disappeared into the sky.

Mingyue chased for a long time but failed to catch up, so she had to stop with a frustrated face.

She looked at the direction in which the white-robed youth was leaving, pouted her mouth angrily, and muttered firmly: "Damn you, no matter where you are going, I will find you!"

After a while, the picture slowly faded away.

Ji Tianxing thought to himself: "Is she the Mingyue Demon Emperor?"

"Sure enough, Baxia didn't lie to me. The relationship between Mingyue Yaohuang and Sword God is indeed intentional and ruthless."

"The Mingyue Demon Emperor is pure and simple in heart, and she is also a rare beauty. It is a pity that he failed to form a good relationship with the Sword God..."

At this moment, his consciousness suddenly entered the Tomb of the Sword God, and appeared under the towering sword monument with a "shua".

"How did I suddenly enter the Tomb of the Sword God?"

"Could it be that Zangtian pulled my consciousness in?"

Ji Tianxing looked up at the Tongtian Sword Stele suspiciously, and shouted with his mind: "Senior Zantian, is that you?"

Immediately, Zangtian's vicissitudes and distant voice came from the Tongtian Sword Stele, "That's right, I let you in."

Ji Tianxing nodded and said, "Just now I saw some strange scenes, which seem to be something that happened to the Sword God before his death."

Zang Tian said in a solemn tone: "That is the memory of the Sword God."

Ji Tianxing was a little puzzled, "How can I have the memory of the Sword God?"

Zang Tian was silent for a while, and said, "Perhaps this has something to do with your fusion of the blood of the Sword God."

"Huh?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you know what's going on?"

Zang Tian said calmly: "Since the fall of the Sword God, I have fallen into a deep sleep, and I don't know many things."

Ji Tianxing nodded slightly, and continued: "In addition to the memory of the Sword God, deep in my soul, there are many more images of the Sword God's cultivation before his death."

"The cultivation method of the sword god, and those marvelous martial arts, are all imprinted in my soul memory."

Zang Tian's voice said solemnly: "It is a great opportunity for you to have the memory of the Sword God."

"You can try to practice other unique skills of the Sword God, and you may gain something."

Ji Tianxing nodded to express his understanding.

Afterwards, his consciousness left the Tomb of the Sword God and returned to his body.

His body and soul are still being tempered by the blue soul fire and blood flame.

The soul is cold and dead, but the body and blood vessels are boiling hot, and the blood in his chest almost rushes out of the body.

But Ji Tianxing gritted his teeth and endured the pain and torture, and used his consciousness to control the power of the sword god's blood, and it surged and circulated in his body.

Immediately, from the blood of the Sword God, divine and mighty power burst out, filling his limbs and bones.

In the sword fetus and sword veins, a majestic true essence was also produced, allowing his strength to recover quickly.

He endured the pain with tenacious perseverance, sat in the soul refining cauldron, and began to comprehend the unique art of the sword god in his soul.

Countless mysterious and mysterious techniques kept flashing in his mind.

Not long after, a unique technique called "The Sleepy Dragon Ascension to Heaven" stayed in Fuzhi's mind, and various pictures and glittering words kept popping up in his mind.