"But, as long as I kill you, that's enough, right?"

Meng Wuji's joking voice echoed in the spiritual sea. Meng Tian's eyes also condensed at this moment.

"Kill me? Haha... That's really funny." After Mengtian was stunned for a while, he laughed loudly: "According to what you just said, the two of us are one body, but we are two souls of yin and yang.

, the souls are inseparable from each other. If you kill me, maybe you won't be able to exist alone, right?"

Mengtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp gaze was directed at Meng Wuji, who was yawning at the side.

"It's really boring..." Meng Wuji scratched his neck and thought of building a bed in the spiritual sea and lying down on it.

"I've already caught on as a joke. I'm in a bad mood right now...should I be angry?" The gentle smile on Meng Wuji's face remained unabated.

"It doesn't matter whether you are angry or not. Who is going to use this body?" Mengtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body's aura quietly gathered at this moment.

"I am also thinking about this problem." Meng Wuji yawned again, and the invisible sword intention slowly erupted from his body at this moment.

"If that's the case... let's use our strength to decide who owns this body and who it belongs to!"

"This is a good idea... In that case, I will reluctantly accept this body."

"Tsk...that's such an arrogant tone."

Mengtian shook his head, and when he took hold of his big hand, a sharp sword was formed.

There was a faint cold light shining on the black sword body.

"Haha...why, don't you agree?"

Invisible sword intent burst out, and a bloody giant sword slowly emerged, and was then caught in Meng Wuji's hand.

The two looked at each other, and fierce sword intent instantly burst out from their bodies, shaking the spiritual sea below with thousands of feet of waves. And at this moment, the faces of both sides lost their smiles at the same time, and their figures

As he moved, he raised his sword to attack the opponent.

"Qiang Qiang!"

As the swords intertwined, a clanging sound similar to the clash of steel erupted.

"Wu Wu Sword Jue: Don't remember each other for now!"

Mengtian used the hand seal technique and the mysterious asynchronous technique with his feet, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be struck intentionally but was actually unintentional. He looked like he was drunk, with nothing in his mind, and his hands seemed messy and useless.

Zhang Fa's swordsmanship is extremely domineering and effective.

This is the sword technique that Mengtian created after twenty years of hard study in the art of swordsmanship in his previous life: transforming the unintentional into the intentional, and using the intentional into the unintentional. The heaven and earth are invisible, and are in the heart. In the dark, the heart can move at will.

"Unintentional Sword Technique: Don't be intentional!"

At this moment, Meng Wuji turned out to be using hand seals and foot steps to perform the mysterious synchronization technique. Although the long sword in his hand seemed to be carefully choreographed and very methodical.

But at this moment, Meng Wuji closed his eyes and completely blocked his six senses. Although he deliberately used his feelings to attack with the sword, he was actually similar to Mengtian. He was in a mysterious state, very similar to being drunk.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The two figures kept intertwining, and the spiritual sea suddenly stirred up waves, and even more turbulent waves arose.

As countless sword lights flickered, the figures of Mengtian and Meng Wuji gradually became blurred.

The true meaning of Wu Wu Jian Jue: The beginning of intention, the end of Wu Wu. There is form but no way, and there is Tao but no form. There is shadow but no heart, and there is no shadow when there is heart. Without shadow and form, Wu Wu sword is made!

Now the figures of the two people have disappeared, and only the sonorous sound can be heard from above the Linghai Sea. This shows that the speed of the two people has reached the limit.

Although Mengtian's strength has greatly declined now, because this is his consciousness space, he is still the Supreme Mengtian he once was! Not the current spiritual man Mengtian.

In other words, this world is not different from the real world, it is just an illusory place like a dream, which is what people often call the soul space.

However, the strength of the two people is quite equal, and even the swordsmanship comes from the same lineage. Therefore, the confrontation between the two is just inseparable. No one can defeat the other, and no one can hurt the other.

It is estimated that even if they fight until the end of the world, the outcome will be indistinguishable.

"Qiang Qiang! Qiang!"

After fighting again, the two suddenly separated and each retreated to one side.

Mengtian was holding a long sword, and his long black hair on his back was constantly dancing with the waves of the spiritual sea beneath him. He looked extremely heroic.

Meng Wuji, on the other hand, stood lazily with his sword tied, looking at Meng Tian helplessly with his purple eyes.

"The two of us are actually about the same strength... It seems that this body is only half that of one of us."

"That's fine. If we continue to fight, there will be no result. One person is half the battle. Although it is a little inconvenient, it is not a big deal." Mengtian tapped the long sword in his hand with the middle finger of his right hand, and the long sword turned into a wisp.

The spiritual energy merged into the spiritual sea below.

And Meng Wuji also flicked his finger, and the bloody sword in his hand disappeared.

"By the way, the ink sword you got today..."

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Mengtian patted his sleeves, straightened his clothes, and asked.

"It's not a problem, it's a big problem." Meng Wuji shook his head, with a deep look of surprise in his eyes.

"Oh?" Mengtian also frowned. Could it be that the street stall goods he accidentally got are really some kind of treasure?

"Do you still remember the fragmentary picture you saw in the Wordless Book of Heaven in your previous life?"

"You mean... the half-remained painting on the last page of the Wordless Book?" Mengtian frowned and thought for a while, then pulled out the fragmented memory from his mind.

"That's right. Then do you still remember what the Sky-Slaying Sword written on it looks like?"

Mengtian thought for a while, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"The Sky-Slaying Sword is three feet long and is covered in black ink. The devil's eyes are inlaid with a sheath, and the bloody eyes are terrifying to the soul. Yin-Yang kills the sky, and those who are destined to see it will make their souls tremble slightly."

Although it is only a few sentences of description, and half of it is missing, everything described above is the same as the dark-colored ancient sword that Mengtian obtained today. Even the description of its appearance is exactly the same.

"It can't be... such a coincidence, is it? Could it be a mistake?" Mengtian frowned slightly. After all, such good things are not so easy to come across. If it is really the Sky-Slaying Sword, his luck will also be different.

Too good, right?

"Although I don't know if it's true... but the sentence 'Yin Yang kills the sky, and those who are destined to see it will make their souls tremble slightly' are definitely correct, right?" Meng Wuji casually made a chair, and then started to carelessly

Sit on it.

"Yin Yang's killing of the sky... doesn't correspond to our two souls?"

Regarding what Meng Wuji said, Mengtian also nodded in agreement. There is a certain truth to this. After all, there are only two special beings like them in the entire continent, right?

"Whether it is the Sky-Slaying Sword or not, we must protect it well. Things that can be included in the Wordless Heavenly Book are not ordinary things." Meng Wuji didn't know where he got a cup filled with spiritual fluid.

He took the wine glass and took a sip.

Mengtian looked at this guy extremely speechless, how could he have such a weird thing in his body?

According to common sense, the separated Meng Wuji should belong to the evil and dark side. He should only know how to kill and cause trouble. But looking at Meng Wuji now, it seems that he has all seven emotions and six desires.

Likely.

At the same time, Mengtian also found that he seemed to like to laugh more. For some things that angered him, although Mengtian was angry in his heart, he still had a gentle smile on the surface.

"Could this be a sequelae of time travel?" Thinking of this, the corners of Mengtian's mouth twitched twice.

"Huh..." Mengtian slowly opened his eyes, and a breath of turbid breath came out of his mouth.

Mu Shan, who had been waiting impatiently at the side, hurriedly came over and pushed Mengtian to the window of the carriage.

"Master, look quickly, we have arrived at the western coast!"

"Oh? So fast?" Mengtian was also a little surprised that the western coast was so close to Tiancheng.

Now even if you add in the time he spent chatting with Meng Wuji, it was only an hour.

Through the curtains, Mengtian observed the scenery of the western offshore sea.

The blue sea is covered with sparkling blue waves, and countless merchant ships are coming and going. There are also countless warriors and spiritual practitioners in various costumes gathered here, making it very lively.

Among them, Mengtian actually saw two races from the western continent, the elves and the dwarves. The western coast is really a place where all kinds of races gather!

Mengtian's mind became active as he looked at the strange buildings that kept passing by in front of his eyes, as well as the various strange things and seafood sold at the stalls on the ground.

Although he had lived for thirty-seven or eight years in his previous life, he still had the nature of a child in this life. Perhaps it was influenced by the memory of this body.

The carriage also stopped at a place near the dock, and Mu Shan couldn't wait to jump out of the car, looking at the blue sea with excitement.

"Haha... Master, come and see, it's such a beautiful sea. This is the first time I've seen it!"

Mengtian slowly walked out of the carriage. His attitude was much better than that of Mu Shan. After all, in his previous life, he had seen the sea countless times and sailed on the sea countless times. Yes*

**, he is no longer a stranger.

But this was the first time that Mu Shan had seen him in more than 20 years. It was not surprising that he had such a performance.

[To be continued]
Chapter completed!