"Are you the heir of this prehistoric Taoist temple?"
"Hand over the Yin Fire Demon and give up the inherited luck, and I can spare your life."
Xue Wushuang said in a cold and arrogant manner.
She had long heard that many peerless geniuses and people with destiny had appeared in the continent recently.
It seems that the young man in front of him must be the son of inheritance, and the giant chicken just now should be his guardian demon.
"The world is really going downhill. It's really disgusting. It's really disgusting."
"You, Master Miejue, who knows how many thousand years old you are, can you please have some sense of propriety and shame? It's not nice to scare the flowers, plants, and small animals here."
Zong Shen covered his eyes and shook his head.
Xue Wushuang was still confused when she first heard it, but when she understood what Zong Shen meant, she became furious.
"I, Xue Wushuang, am clearly a peerless beauty, but you..."
"court death!"
The best way to irritate a woman is probably to tell her she is ugly.
Zong Shen didn't say anything. The little animals at the foot of the cliff began to make mocking cries, and the monkeys in the spiritual garden began to roll on the ground.
Rui Wudi, who was sitting cross-legged on the side, was laughing so hard that he was swaying from side to side, almost laughing to the point of tears.
The laughter was full of sarcasm, as if one had just watched a huge joke.
"You still dare to laugh?"
"So what if you are the son of destiny?"
"I can freeze you to death with just a flip of my hand!"
Xue Wushuang scolded loudly.
But in his heart, he coveted Qingtian Peak even more.
It just stood there for a while.
Her spiritual power actually recovered a little automatically.
Zong Shen turned a deaf ear to it.
I just feel it's a bit eye-catching.
Rui Wudi, who was behind him, suddenly stood up.
He strode up to Xue Wushuang and cursed loudly.
"You old woman, you're so brave!"
She had been holding her breath for a long time.
At this time, he was scolded by Rui Wudi again.
Furious, he swung the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, pointing it at Rui Wudi's head.
Rui Wudi didn't even bother to look at her and saluted sideways.
"Master, please allow me to help you get rid of this noisy old woman."
Zong Shen waved his hand in disdain and turned his head away.
Rui Wudi instantly understood what his master meant.
He took a few more steps towards Xue Wushuang's sword and grinned.
"Playing with swords? Then you have to call me daddy!"
After he finished speaking, Rui Wudi's eyes changed, and infinite sword intent burst out.
He waved his arm and pulled Xue Wushuang and himself into the sky at the same time.
Without waiting for Xue Wushuang to react, he suddenly opened his arms!
A majestic golden gate appeared behind him.
"impossible…"
"This... this is the gate to the Holy Kingdom, which can only be opened by those at the fourth level of Sainthood."
Xue Wushuang said in a daze, her mind was shocked and she could hardly hold the Bingpo Sword in her hand.
"Hey!"
"You old woman, you have some knowledge!"
"Let me show you what it means to be one with the sword and the master, and to have an incomparable sword!"
He scoffed and made a witty remark he had learned from his master.
Then his expression became serious and his eyes became extremely solemn.
"The Gate of the Holy Kingdom, the Holy Kingdom of Swords!"
The golden door behind him slowly opened
With his fourth-level Saint level and chaotic uniformity cultivation, he could only open the gate of the Holy Kingdom to a gap of half a meter wide.
But it's completely enough!
From the gate of the Holy Kingdom, countless sharp sword intentions swarmed out.
The supreme sword intent cuts everything into pieces!
Xue Wushuang waved the Bingpo Sword to resist, but it was of no use.
Countless sword intentions are everywhere.
All the meridians in her body were severed in an instant.
Her spiritual power could not be used and she was like a disabled person.
Countless sword intentions even surrounded the Dharma Golden Pill and Ice Heart in her body, preventing her from even self-destructing.
In a flash, Xue Wushuang was subdued.
Compared to being killed directly.
The feeling of being in uniform, which made her feel worse than death, made her even more terrified and collapsed.
Rui Wudi put away the Gate of the Holy Kingdom and took the Ice Soul Sword from her hand.
Then he used infinite sword power to form a fig leaf and covered her body.
So as not to pollute the eyes of your master!
He held up the magic sword in one hand and inhaled Xue Wushuang from afar with the other, and came to Zong Shen to ask for credit.
The Ice Soul Sword is indeed a divine weapon. Although it has lost its master, it is still extremely cold.
He stretched out his hand and took the magic sword in his hand.
I played with it for a while out of boredom.
The icy cold air above could not affect him at all.
"It's icy cold, perfect for ice wine."
"Forget it, there's no point in keeping it."
"Invincible, I'll give this sword to you to play with. When you become a saint above the seventh level, you can fuse it with the divine weapon."
Zong Shen shook his wrist and threw the Ice Soul Sword over.
Rui Wudi rubbed his hands.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Although this sword is made of ice, I have slowly honed it with my infinite sword intent, and it is now barely usable."
He threw Xue Wushuang aside like trash.
He solemnly took the sword with both hands.
Although I say so.
But Rui Wudi was still very happy.
As a swordsman, any good sword can bring joy to his heart.
"Master still understands me."
He slowly swept his spiritual sense across the sword, and a series of "crackling" sounds came from the sword.
The remaining spiritual consciousness of Xue Wushuang on the magic sword was instantly wiped out.
Xue Wushuang lay on the ground like a dead dog.
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