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Chapter 1211: To deal with you, I don’t even need to take action myself!(1/3)

 The Eighth Sword Immortal!

The spiritual masters adjacent to the battlefield raised their eyes in shock.

When they saw the legendary figure, their first reaction was to feel shocked. Then they suddenly realized that the influence of the distorted light had suddenly stopped.

With the Eighth Sword Immortal ascending high in the sky as the center, the light disappeared in a radius of thousands of miles.

The power that hangs in the nine heavens, and shines down from the sun and the moon, when it falls to this realm, it seems to be swallowed up by some force, emptied out, and can no longer cause distortion of the human body and spiritual mind.

"What's this……"

The spiritual masters near the battlefield were rejoicing, dealing with their own strange changes, and looking at the special things around them.

Except for the special "realm" formed here, people outside are still suffering from the pain caused by the distorted light.

It can be seen that they are the lucky ones chosen by God.

Sometimes, you can't stay too far away when watching a battle, but staying closer can save your life? Xu Xiaoshou was hidden in the sword-free state, and looked at Mr. Siren with a slightly confused look.

He can only protect himself and cannot save others.

But even though Ba Zunzun is in the state of sealing his sword, he has extra energy to take care of the ants on the island?

"There is no boundary." Mei Jiren's expression moved slightly and she explained:

"This is also the method of using Wuyu Sword Style, but it is much higher than the realm you are mastering now. It involves the use of 'others' besides 'me'."

"In short, this sword can not only kill oneself, but also kill others." "The Eight Lords are familiar with this move. It destroys the rules of light around them and protects everyone here."

He and I……

Without sword style, how can it still be used like this? So powerful?

Xu Xiaoshou felt that his mind had been opened up again.

He can't understand it for the time being, but it's not a big problem.

He immediately stepped out of the kendo disk and activated the unity of heaven and man.

As long as it didn't involve the sword of the second secret, he could just memorize it and copy it.

Everything that appears is mine!

However, even in the state of unity between man and nature, Xu Xiaoshou still found it difficult to break through the mystery of "emptiness without boundaries".

He could only forcefully write it down and understand it later.

"What level does this sword reach?" Xu Xiaoshou thought thoughtfully.

"This is the sword of the Eight Masters. It is above the level of the first realm. If you study it a little deeper, it will soon reach the height of the second realm." Mei was stunned and said, "Heaven abandoned it."

Only then did Xu Xiaoshou suddenly realize.

Lao Ba's sword is extremely wonderful.

Even the first realm is so obscure and difficult to understand, but it secretly uses some power of the second realm, but it is completely natural!

If you don't feel it carefully, it's hard to even catch a glimpse of the sword intent around him. It's just like the aura field formed spontaneously when he appears on the stage, which can swallow up the light of distortion.

So, is this the sword that can be used when the sword is sealed?

Xu Xiaoshou was a little confused and glanced at Mr. Jiren.

But I saw the teacher frowning slightly, staring at the Eight Masters, not knowing what he was thinking. Mei Jiren suddenly turned around and said with a slightly suspicious voice: "But didn't you say that the Eight Masters were sealing the sword?"

Xu Xiaoshou's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and his face suddenly froze.

"Who are you?"

Number 2 seems to be suffering from Xu Xiaoshou syndrome.

His first reaction after seeing Ba Zunxun on the stage was fright, and his second reaction was whether he was Xu Xiaoshou pretending to be?

After all, Xu Xiaoshou had some spare moments of hatred before and punched Yan Wuse to death.

"Ah."

Ba Zunzun seemed to know what No. 2 was thinking. He shook his head and smiled. He turned his eyes and glanced at Xu Xiaoshou, "Look at the good things you have done."

Without waiting for the latter to speak, he looked at No. 2 again, with a hint of contempt in his expression:

"The so-called strongest half-saint is so scared by a young man?" "Since you feel fear, you don't need to pretend to be calm. I gave you my question, but you haven't replied to me yet."

He raised his head and looked directly at the horizon. The sun and the moon were shining brightly.

There was no twinkle in his eyes, "Saving Yan Wuse and saving Void Island seems to be your top priority right now."

How could No. 2 give up everything here?

The thought of "retreating" never even crossed his mind.

The question that Bazun is familiar with is not a question at all in his opinion, and naturally there will be no answer.

Even if Yan Wuse was still awake at this moment, he would never agree to let him go according to his ridiculous conditions.

No. 2 slowly raised the Sword of Holy Judgment, responding with silence and chill. However, when the sword pointed at the Eight Masters, there was a buzzing sound, the void suddenly trembled, and an invisible sword wave surged out.

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"Whoosh!"

A large number of invisible rays of light flashed out, flying across the nine heavens, turning into silver light and cutting through the space.

The eight masters only stared at the sword of the Holy Judgment, only at the tip of the sword. He was indifferent for a long time, then raised his eyes and said:

"You should understand what this action means."

"This is the first and only warning: put down your sword and forgive your disrespect."

Buzz!

In response to the sound, the resounding sword cry echoed across the Void Island.

Countless spiritual swords attached to the spirit refiner and hidden in the ruins of the Sin Palace, far away from the other nine Jedi, vibrated at the same time.

It's like surrendering to the king, like welcoming the return

Even the No. 2 Holy Judgment Sword trembled slightly under the knowledgeable gazes of the eight deities, as if in awe.

Almost at the same time, the spirit refiner who was still awake on the island had the legends of the previous era flashing through his mind:

After defeating the five regions of the mainland, the "name" of the Eighth Sword Immortal has become a substantial "power", and wherever it goes, thousands of swordsmen worship it.

He is so strong that even his gaze is like a famous sword and can see everything broken.

This was even before the "Sword Observation Technique" had taken shape and "Sword Thought" had not yet appeared. Ninety-nine percent of those who dared to point their swords at the eight acquaintances would die - at that time the eight acquaintances were still arrogant and unruly.

The era of tameness.

This was the first time No. 2 pointed his sword at the Eight Masters.

He does have information in his information library about the consequences of similar actions.

But he really didn't expect that the incomplete information had a faint tendency to become true.

The sword of the Holy Judgment is trembling.

Under the gaze of the Eight Masters, a heart-stopping power emerged from the sword.

With this kind of power, even No. 2 feels threatened.

Sword read!

Not only the power of the sword thought, but also the eight knowledgeable gazes penetrated his body through the sword body, wreaking havoc on everything.

Even the Sword of Judgment itself

No. 2 has heard that the Eight Lords are good at touching swords. No matter what kind of sword it is, it will become his sword at a glance.

He didn't expect that the Sword of Holy Judgment, which was constructed by Heaven in its liberated state, was also included in this list.

At this moment, the Holy Judgment Sword was not only afraid, but also had a desire to resist.

There is a hidden force flying out, recognizing the enemy as the master, and stabbing at the original owner's desire.

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"boom!"

Number Two's sword-holding hand shook violently.

The sword was filled with exploding sword thoughts, tearing his arm apart, making it difficult for even Tianji Daoze to recover quickly.

He can hardly hold the sword anymore!

And this is just the gaze of the eight masters!

At this moment, No. 2 felt awe and fear. He wanted to put down his sword and turn around to clean up the mess at the suggestion of the Eight Masters just now.

As long as you don't fight, you won't die.

However, calm reason erased such crazy thoughts that should not have appeared in his mind.

"impossible!"
To be continued...
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