Everyone witnessed Ying Bing's stunning sword strike. After all, the Saintess of Xiyu Tower is the sixth of the Hidden Dragons, and the body of the Heavenly Demon Lady is very strong. In the flash of lightning just now, if you don't concentrate, you may be confused even if you don't pay attention to the outside scene. This is also the reason why Yin Mianmian was able to kill several Hidden Dragons and escape unscathed. However, just now, the Heavenly Demon's phantom was cut off by a sword! The sword heart is clear! The elders thought to themselves that it was impossible to achieve Ying Bing's level in the same realm. Or it could be said that they had never seen such a person in their lifetime. The little girl just now regarded the sword mark as a divine map and comprehended the extreme form, which was beyond imagination. What about Ying Bing?
The elders looked at each other and saw the solemnity and expectation in each other's eyes. They were afraid that they would witness the history of Hengyun Sword City. "Please." Elder Zeng made a gesture. Ying Bing nodded slightly, and her clear eyes turned to look at Li Mo. If it weren't for the communication with his mind and soul, and the spiritual confirmation. She wouldn't have seen that different moon, nor would she have such a clear sword heart now. Therefore, if she can gain something from the sword mark of Hengyun now, there should be his figure. She lowered her eyes for a moment, and suddenly her lips opened slightly: "Draw it for me." "Well..." Now it was Xiao Li's turn to consume his spirit. When asked this question, he was stunned for a moment, and then took out the Qingmai Jade Paper that copied the sword mark and strange stone. "It's not this one." "Huh? That's..." Li Mo tentatively took out the painting of the lady. Then, he saw Ying Bing take out the big-headed doll from his arms and gently covered the corner of the painting. Then the true energy flowed, and the doll's big head poked it. The doll was outlined on the lady's painting by the true energy, very clearly. "This is also from me, you missed it." "Is this a group photo?"
Li Mo laughed dumbly. It looks more like a seal. The girl turned and headed for the sword-marked stone. At this moment, the aftermath of the fight between the strong men outside the scene had not yet dissipated, and the light blue sky was drizzling like silk. The blue and white skirt was in the rain curtain, making her back more hazy, like flowers in the fog. I don't know if she walked out of the painting or walked into the painting. "The sky is blue and waiting for the rain, and I am waiting for you~" "The moonlight was salvaged, and the ending was blurred~" Li Mo put away the painting and couldn't help humming twice. To be honest, the singing is not bad. If there are strong men from the Fanghua Tower who practice music here, they will also praise him for mastering the posture of entering the Tao. "What is Brother Li singing...? It's pretty good...?" Princess Xiao Jiang discovered another advantage of Brother Li. Li Mo smiled and said, "I'll teach you when I have time." "But I...I..." "It doesn't matter. You can learn it step by step." "!" Jiang Chulong's body was shocked. Although she still couldn't speak fluently, her imagination was quite rich. Suddenly, she even thought of the picture. But she...she stuttered... Can she learn it if I teach her step by step? If it's Brother Li, then it should be possible...right? ..... At this time. A strange and inexplicable wave came from the sword-marked stone, falling into everyone's ears. Not only the top of the sword tower, but also the heroes of the rivers and lakes who were still in a mess below could vaguely feel something. It seemed that there was an unknown existence, whispering in the dark. What he said seemed to be mysterious. There were also people who tried desperately to hear clearly, hoping to comprehend something from it, but when they listened carefully, they could not hear clearly, and instead felt that their spirits collapsed. Many eyes, either fascinated or dull, gathered towards the top of the sword tower.
The onlookers were all immersed in the scene. Ying Bing, who was at the center of this wave, saw another scene. Buzz—— On the soul of mind, the divine pattern glowed slightly. After the clear bird cry, the moonlight was added. Ying Bing stretched out her hand, and when she was about to touch the sword-marked stone with her soul of mind, she found that she was standing in a void. Opposite, it was also her. Strange and familiar. No. Was that herself in the last life, when she was observing the gods? Or it was the regret in her heart, about martial arts, about the Shenxiao Tianxin Sword. ‘She’ was cold and ruthless, with a pair of eyes that showed no emotion, and she also held the Tianshuang Sword in her hand. ‘Her’ eyes, like ice mirrors, looked over. Although she said nothing, it seemed as if she had said a thousand words. “Have you forgotten your persistence?” “Have you forgotten your martial arts?” “Are you… still yourself?” Questions followed one after another. She also did not intend to answer out loud, but gently raised the Tianshuang in her hand. Words were pale. Right and wrong, answer with swords. The ‘Ying Bing’ on the opposite side moved, and the domineering and supreme sword light that seized the heart of the sky with his own heart suddenly burst out, like a divine punishment from heaven, as if to devour the Ying Bing who had deviated from his original heart. This was the sword of the former Ying Bing against the current Ying Bing! It was also the truly perfect and complete “Shenxiao Tianxin Sword Art”! Sweeping over with a decisive attitude! “That sword….” Ying Bing closed her eyes, and seemed to see the bright moon she saw when the two of them were blending their minds and souls. It was not just a bright moon. It was not just the way of Taiyin.
There was also a sword in it. In a flash, Ying Bing drew her sword. That divine will, that clarity, and that new understanding of the way were now transformed into the original "Shenxiao Tianxin Sword", all integrated into one! The moonlight around her shone brightly. It seemed that there was a misty moon behind her. She captured the sword light, like a fairy descending from the Taiyin. The moves had not arrived, but the artistic conception had already arrived. Flawless and spotless. Seemingly fast and slow. Calm and turbulent, ruthless and affectionate, the softest and the strongest! This was her answer! Let it be, isn't it the way of heaven? Ding—— The two Tianshuang swords collided with each other, which was a difference in meaning and a confrontation of the soul. It seemed like a long time had passed, but it also seemed like just a moment. Ying Bing opened her eyes, and the sword-marked stone was reflected in her eyes, adding a mysterious and ethereal look to her clear eyes. The "Shenxiao Tianxin Sword" she now possessed was also a divine skill, but it could no longer be called the name it once was. And at this time. The void was shaking, and the sword-marked stone continued to vibrate after being comprehended! This situation was unprecedented! The elders were stunned and quickly stepped forward, fearing that something would happen. However, what was supposed to happen still happened. In their horrified eyes. The sword mark that had always existed on the stone as if it were eternal was disappearing rapidly. Like... Being erased by some higher existence? Just like the ink in an ink painting quickly dissipated and became a blank sheet of paper again.