Faced with the tempting conditions given by the Demon Emperor, the Sword Saint did not agree and still refused it in one go.

That thing must not be given, it concerns the survival of the entire Feixian Empire, or even the significance of the existence of the Feixian Empire.

Seeing that the Sword Saint refused, the group of onlookers were shocked. They wanted to know how precious it was, which was worth paying such a great price.

"What's it?" Even Leng Yutong couldn't help but turn around and ask Jiang Ling.

"Uh," Jiang Ling scratched his head awkwardly, "Master, I don't know what it is."

"Didn't the Feixian Empire be created by you?" Leng Yutong looked strange, "What can attract transcendents is definitely not ordinary things. Do you have no impression?"

After he said this, Jiang Ling thought about it carefully for a while, but he really had no clue.

In Jiangling's memory, the Feixian Empire does not have such a level. Could it be that he just obtained in the more than 100 years he left?

With the swordsman, the transcendent, it is entirely possible to get something of that level again.

While Jiangling was thinking, the Demon Emperor's voice appeared again: "Okay, I have given a chance, you don't want it. Since that's the case, don't blame me."

The Demon Emperor's tone became cold and his eyes flashed with brilliance.

Then, a sharp sonic boom sound was heard, but the Demon Emperor suddenly took action, as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Sword Saint.

Moreover, the two bodies were deployed this time, and the breath was so strong that it exploded.

"Not good, it's too fast, and he has two bodies, which is equivalent to two-on-one."

Yuan Tiangang was watching the Feixian Hanging City, his face looking ugly.

The Sword Saint is the pillar of the Feixian Empire. Since Jiangling left, it has been the Sword Saint who has been protecting the Feixian Empire.

If the Sword Saint makes any mistakes in this battle, then the Feixian Empire will be dead. If the enemy seeking revenge joins hands to kill him, he will have no resistance.

"But you must hold it." Yuan Tiangang couldn't help, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

Looking at the sky in the distance, he felt a sigh in his heart, and couldn't help but think, it would be great if that bastard was here.

Since Jiangling broke through the space barrier and sent them out more than 100 years ago, Jiangling has no news.

But Yuan Tiangang and the others knew that Jiangling was not dead.

In the most confidential secret room of the Feixian Empire, there is a soul lamp, which was left by Jiangling.

The soul lamp is not extinguished, and he is not dead.

The senior officials of the entire Feixian Empire knew that Jiangling was still alive, but at a latitude that they could not reach.

Just as Yuan Tiangang was briefly enlightened, the Sword Saint stepped out with a step, and his sword energy suddenly lingered around him and shot wildly in all directions.

"Puff puff puff..."

The sword energy in the sky slammed into the Demon Emperor, all blocked by the black barrier, making only the sound of energy collision.

"Bang!"

The energy of both sides burst out slightly, and the city on the ground broke out, affecting many innocent people.

"There's too much noise, let's go high."

The sword saint waved his long sleeves, and the white mist turned into an immortal palace, gently catching the remaining fluctuations.

"I will let you die in endless altitudes." The Demon Emperor took the lead and rose towards the sky.

In just a moment, the figures of the two demon emperors disappeared from people's sight.

"Wait for me to come back."

The sword saint's tone was indifferent, and then it soared into the sky, and sword energy appeared at the bottom of his feet. He took a few steps and gradually left everyone's sight and rose to an endless high.

At such a level of battle, the transcendent generally try to avoid places with dense buildings and crowds, because people of that level will collapse when fighting.

There is not so much to worry about when fighting at endless altitudes. Just fight casually. Even if the battle changes, the buildings and people on the ground will not be affected.

Jiang Ling watched the Sword Saint rise to the sky with his own eyes, and then two energy domain fields, one black and one white, began to collide wildly.

Every collision will produce a shocking explosion and the scene will be amazing.

The level of the transcendent fight is not like the small fights like Nirvana and Dongxu periods, which is truly a destruction of the world, and every move is a lightweight move.

It may seem that the wind is light and clouds are light, but when it really collides, it can destroy the entire world.

If it hadn't been to the prosperous era now, this world would probably not have been able to withstand the fight of transcendents.

"Sword Saint, your time to break through to the transcendent is shorter than mine, and your realm is not as good as mine. What can you beat me?"

The Demon Emperor's voice came from two different directions, which were his two bodies, siegeing the Sword Saint at the same time.

The white-clothed sword saint carried his hands on his back, took a few steps under his feet, and his body suddenly rose, and every pore in his body splashed out from his sword energy.

He had no sword weapon, nor his natal flying sword. He only had a white robe on his body, but the sword energy splashed out from his body was even more terrifying than the super immortal weapon.

"That sword saint has a deep understanding of Tao, and it has reached 10% of what I used to be." Leng Yutong muttered softly, but Jiang Ling was sweating coldly when he heard it.

Jiang Ling had witnessed his master doing things with his own eyes and knew that he was not bragging.

Even the Sword Saint is so strong that he can barely reach 10% of Leng Yutong's perception in terms of Taoism? This is too exaggerated. Who knows what level Leng Yutong is at her peak?

When Jiang Ling thought of this, he felt guilty. If it weren't for him, his master wouldn't have been abolished for cultivation.

"If I were asked to give me a few tips, I could double his strength, and there should be no problem in fighting a Demon Emperor."

Leng Yutong carried her one hand behind her back, and her other hand reached her eyes, looking up at the sky.

"really?"

The speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Jiang Ling widened his eyes and shouted softly.

"Of course, what's wrong?" Leng Yutong looked at Jiangling strangely.

"Master, if you fight like this normally, how much victory will you say the Sword Saint have?" Jiang Ling did not rush to make the point, but asked tactfully.

"At present, it seems that at most 20%." Leng Yutong said truthfully.

"Then you must give me some advice from Master."

"Me?" Leng Yutong pointed at herself and suddenly laughed, "Don't forget, I am a useless person now, just an ordinary person, who will listen to me?"

There was no melancholy in his words, just a pure chuckling.

A mortal can guide the transcendent, just Jiangling, the disciple.

Jiang Ling was about to speak out, but a sudden change occurred in the air. The Demon Emperor transformed into a demon realm, covering the sword saint with one hand, and refining the sword saint frantically.

No matter how much the Sword Saint struggles, he will not be able to break free from the constraints in a short period of time.

"It's dangerous." Leng Yutong whispered.

"What are you looking at me?" He glanced at him in his eyes and noticed that Jiang Ling was staring at him, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Ling didn't speak and continued to stare at him. After a while, Leng Yutong was trembling all over, then he narrowed his eyes and said, "Master, I find you are quite handsome today."

"What does handsome mean?"

"It is handsome and elegant, and the word is tailor-made for you."

"Okay, I won't do that. I'm just a mortal. How can I guide the Sword Saint?" Leng Yutong shook her head vigorously.
Chapter completed!