At this time, Huan Yunzhen pulled Pei Ling and immediately escaped to the back of the lobby.

The sword intent all over his body was awe-inspiring, and his body transformed into sword light. His speed was extremely fast. When he flew away in a straight line, he was actually a few minutes faster than the [Five Ghost Heavenly Escape] that Su Xirou had used before!

Swish, brush, brush...

Thousands of clear rays of light, murderous sword energy flew from behind, like heavy rain pouring down, and like Tianhe being moved down, roaring and slashing at Pei Ling and Huan Yunzhen...

They are other sword cultivators of the Han An Sword Sect, and also Huan Yunzhen’s fellow sect!

Huan Yunzhen's escape speed did not slow down at all, and the natal flying sword behind him made a clear sound and flew out in an instant to face the numerous incoming sword energies.

"Ding ding ding..."

The sound of gold and iron clashing was as dense as a rain shower. Huan Yun really couldn't take back his flying sword. In the blink of an eye, he escaped from the hall with Pei Ling.

The dark corridor is as quiet as death, with doors and windows on both sides. The atmosphere of the nine major sects is filled inside, and there are almost no vacancies.

On the long corridor, the figures of two monks suddenly appeared.

Just like Su Xirou and Meng Hongxuan in the previous two illusions, Huan Yunzhen's breath weakened rapidly as soon as he landed on the ground. It was obvious that he was seriously injured in the previous battle.

Huan Yunzhen's grip on Pei Ling's arm suddenly relaxed, and his body fell to the side.

"Bang!"

Huan Yunzhen fell directly to the ground, and Pei Ling, under the control of the system, had no intention of helping her.

The next moment, Pei Ling took a step forward and arrived at the door of a closed house.

There was no movement in this room, it was extremely quiet, but it exuded a faint sword intent.

There is someone in this room!

Just when Pei Ling was confused, the system suddenly started operating [Secret Records of the Eclipse], and his body shape immediately changed. Soon, he transformed into a swordsman in blue shirt and fast boots, with sword intent lingering all over his body and his eyes shining brightly.

Zhan, as bright as lightning.

Then, he closed his eyes, raised his hands, and started knocking on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

The crisp knocking sound echoed in the dark corridor.

Immediately behind the door, a cold voice came: "Miss you!"

Pei Ling's heart suddenly moved. The rule of the ninth inn is that it's useless to knock on the door and not answer. You have to refuse?

However, is this a fantasy or reality?

Just as he was thinking about it, two shadows of portals rose silently above his head. One was a pile of skulls, weird and unspeakable, and the other was gorgeous and graceful, like a fairy palace. Both portals exuded a strong sense of terror.

A sense of disaster.

Immediately, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes.

The surrounding environment immediately changed drastically. After a strange and bizarre scene, he had appeared in the room behind the door. The room was spacious and simple, with only a bed in the middle, and nothing else. It was as if it was covered in dust.

A layer of black gauze.

At this moment, the curtains on the bed were hung low, and a figure could be vaguely seen lying inside.

The sword intent wrapped around his body seemed to be a powerful flying sword. The sword intent was cold and awe-inspiring, but it gave Pei Ling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

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Pei Ling immediately understood that the operation of the system was the same as before. He directly replaced the monk in front of him with his identity and agreed to enter.

At this time, under the control of the system, he walked towards the sword cultivator.

After standing next to the bed, Pei Ling opened the curtain without making any sound. He saw a sword cultivator in blue shirt and fast boots lying on the quilt inside, holding a black flying weapon in his arms.

The sword, the face and the attire are exactly the one who sneak-attacked me in the first illusion!

At this moment, the sword cultivator was lying calmly, unaware that anyone had come in.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling was startled, but he quickly realized that in the first illusion, he was sneak attacked by this swordsman, and part of his life was taken away by him.

Now that the system wants to complete his destiny, it directly finds the opponent...

With this thought in his mind, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, moved his hand without any slowness at all. He immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed the flying sword held in the opponent's arms, and then pulled it hard.

The blue-shirted swordsman's eyes were still closed, but he held the flying sword tightly with both hands, and the system did not pull it out, so the next moment...

brush!

The system pulled out the Nine Soul Sword and slashed directly!

puff!

Jianxiu's arms holding Feijian were immediately struck with a deep scar visible to the bone.

In pain, the blue-shirted swordsman instantly opened his eyes and looked at Pei Ling with lightning-like eyes.

At the same time, Pei Ling drew out the flying sword, then as if nothing happened, put away the Nine Soul Sword and carried the flying sword on his back.

For a moment, he felt that there was an integral connection between himself and the flying sword. They fit together perfectly, as if they were one person.

The opponent's flying sword mistook him for its master!

The moment this feeling appeared, Pei Ling felt an indescribable connection between himself and the sword cultivator in front of him.

It was as if there were countless thin blood-colored threads running through the void, connecting the two of them!

The natal flying sword recognizes the thief as his father...the fight for the road begins!

At this time, the sword cultivator looked at the flying sword behind Pei Ling and was furious. He immediately pointed two fingers and released a clear and cold sword energy.

brush!

The sword energy was as frosty as the moon, clear and cold, sharp and swift. Wherever it passed, the air was slightly cracked, pointing directly at Pei Ling.

However, just when the sword energy was about to hit Pei Ling, Pei Ling suddenly opened his mouth and seemed to spit out a word, but no sound came out.

The next moment, a strange order suddenly enveloped the room!

The sword cultivator's sword energy had clearly touched the center of Pei Ling's eyebrows, but at this moment, it stopped and then started to retreat exactly along the path it came from.

The sword energy returned between the sword cultivator's two fingers, and the sword cultivator retracted his two fingers and lay down again.

Pei Ling, on the other hand, stretched out two fingers and pointed towards the sword repairer.

A clear and sharp sword energy suddenly emitted, as frosty as the moon, as clear and cold as the sword energy. It was exactly the same as the sword energy emitted by the sword cultivator just now. Its power, sword intent, and breath... were exactly the same!

brush!

The sword cultivator lay on the bed, motionless, letting the sword energy shoot at him without making any defense, just like Pei Ling who stood still just now!

The moment the sword energy hit Jian Xiu's eyebrows, a certain strange order in the room suddenly disappeared.

The sword cultivator turned his head at the critical moment, but the distance was too close and the speed of the sword energy was extremely fast, but it was already not as fast as...

puff!

Half of the blue-shirted sword cultivator's head was instantly pierced by the sword energy.

His aura suddenly declined, but the vitality of the Hedao monk was extremely tenacious. Only half of his head was left, but his life was still not in danger.

Pei Ling immediately felt that the speed at which the opponent's destiny was absorbed in the threads suddenly accelerated!

He was shocked. What the system just used should be the reversal rule!

The injuries on his body also began to recover quickly.

At present, his cultivation level is only in the late stage of returning to the void, and he has not yet joined the Tao. However, the effect of using this law systematically is not inferior to that of the emperor in the second sect, and is even better!

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