Shang Yi's words were full of malice, trying to disturb the first person's mood, but what he got in return was the other party's calmness.
The young man turned around and looked at him. Although he was looking at him straight in the eye, his calm and composed temperament made Shang Yi feel like he was being looked down upon.
The first man was trapped in darkness and endured for thousands of years. After his return, he did not say anything fierce. He was calm and profound, making people feel like they were facing a starry sky.
This feeling made Shang Yi raise his eyebrows with murderous eyes. He felt a little cold in his heart. The more peaceful and calm the other party was, the more difficult and inappropriate it seemed to him.
"Do you know that the people around you, your sworn brothers, your confidante..." Shang Yi smiled grimly, the coldness chilling one's soul.
In the distance, Wang Xuan realized that some people's evil and badness were really deep in their bones. Those who were able to walk together with Wei Ling in the past were indeed extremely vicious.
At this moment, even he wanted to leave, and wanted to take the imperial flag to kill Shang Yi, this cold-blooded and cruel man who conspired to usurp the ancient authority, his evil deeds were endless, and his crimes were too numerous to list.
After the first man returned, he did not roar or get hysterical. Although he was calm and restrained, it did not mean that he was not sad. He missed those people he would never see again.
However, his aura and demeanor were not like those of ordinary people. Although there was no anger shown on his face, his heart was indeed in pain and bleeding silently.
At this moment, he didn't say anything, but took action directly. He would not let Shang Yi go, and today he would personally put an end to this executioner from ancient times!
His soul emitted a brilliant light, rushing straight towards Lei Han. The auspiciousness and thick purple air in the sky rose and fell because of him, sweeping across the vast starry sky.
On the other side, Shang Yi was taking the initiative to attack, hoping to stimulate
When a person's mind is disturbed, stop him at the alien level
Destroy the natural rhythm of Tao.
"Yun Shuhe, go reunite with them!" Shang Yi shouted, calling out the first person's name for the first time.
His soul roared, and the field of swordsmanship that he was best at took shape. Ten thousand swords rushed up, with dazzling light, and slashed towards the first person. Of course, he also wanted to destroy this body.
At this moment, the stars in this desolate starry land are shining, as if in resonance.
The first person is Yun Shuhe, who has the face of a young man. He is a man of flesh and blood. Although he is heartbroken, he remains absolutely calm during the battle. He controls his body, and his blood surges up like a furnace in heaven and earth.
"What?" Shang Yi felt like a small boat in the storm, and he had completely lost control of his body. With a bang, before his sword could even be used, he could already feel the stars turning upside down, blood and energy covering the sky, and he was squeezed out by an overwhelming force.
Shang Yi's soul was quite solid, and there was not much difference between it and his real body. He found himself standing in the starry sky, and was blasted out of his body by Yun Shuhe forcefully and decisively.
At this time and place, Shang Yi lost his body in the first collision and was driven out. This made him feel depressed. Thousands of years have passed and he has studied various scriptures and has reached a profound level of Taoism, but is he still the disadvantaged party?
Under the starry sky, Yun Shuhe's body adjusted again, sweeping away his previous temperament, and a layer of extremely yang fire burned, burning away all traces of Shang Yi.
This was originally his physical body, which had been occupied for thousands of years after being ambushed and killed by Shang Yi. Now he was merely taking back something that originally belonged to him.
"My extraordinary body, the foundation of my enlightenment..." Shang Yi whispered, his heart sinking. This time he was passive and was forced into a corner.
After the ancient times passed, he had almost forgotten the first person. He never thought that Yun Shuhe would come back one day and stand before him again.
Between heaven and earth, purple air surged, accompanied by the sound of the avenue and music. The auspicious clouds covering the starry sky became even thicker, as if resonating with the first person.
Yun Shuhe silently felt that after being purified by him, this body was no different from before, and it completely belonged to him. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter!
Shang Yi said: "Yun Shuhe, you and I have fought many times in ancient times, and today will be your first decisive battle after your rebirth in this world. Do you dare to fight me fairly? Only with your soul!"
At the same time, around him, one immortal sword after another, from red to black, to silver light, and green clouds, etc., all kinds of colorful swords were suspended, spewing endless killing light, and the swords were all raised, as if a killing calamity was about to come.
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Yun Shuhe didn't say another word to him. He stepped forward and raised his fist to kill him. In an instant, the stars lost their color, and the sun and moon lost their light. This simple and direct fist light, as bright as the sun across the sky, was magnificent and upright, sweeping across the deep space.
Shang Yitong's heart shrank. At the same time as he was wary, he also felt embarrassed. The other party ignored him and was dismissive of his proposal.
Obviously, although the first person is outstanding in demeanor, he is not pedantic.
How could the other party have the face to talk to him about a fair duel?
Laughable and shameful.
There were countless sword lights around Shang Yi, and tens of thousands of swords of his soul visualized flew out together, trying to cut through the fist light.
The flying swords were extremely terrifying, with tail lights like comets crossing the universe, splitting black space cracks one after another, and the thousands of swords vibrated together, even the black holes seemed to be cut and exploded. Although this collision was earth-shattering, it illuminated the star.
However, there is no sense of equal strength, and it is not tense or suspenseful enough.
Because, after the brilliant fist light blasted out in a big way, all kinds of flying swords broke in the deep sky, and many sword lights dimmed. Thousands of flying swords exploded, like falling stars, burning, falling into the darkness with a sad and beautiful light.
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