Jing Zhaomei slapped the guqin suddenly, and said loudly: You are talking nonsense.

Shang Tiandao said lightly: The reason why you deny it is precisely because you still haven't made a choice.

Jing Zhaomei bit the corner of the strings, sneered, and said in a deep voice: Hmph, you are wrong, I have already made a choice, and I have already made a choice when I stepped into the Hongmen again.

I swore that I would kill Hong Hui and kill him with my own hands. Now, although I am sniping the arrival of the immortal phoenix in this forest of death, at this time, some kind of change must have happened in Hongmen, ha, probably those proud disciples of Honghui have begun to fight for the position of the master of the sect.

In my opinion, they are just glamorous disguises that they put on themselves when they do those unseemly things.

Hong Hui is like this, so are Hong Hui's disciples, I have decided to remove Hong Men from the rivers and lakes, hmph, now, what can you do if you know my true intentions?

Although you are the Shang Tian Sword of the Burial Sword Island, although you can shatter the protective barrier of my Star Coffin, although you have cut off my silver qin green silk, but so what?

Although you hold in your hand a sword that can even defeat the Undefeated Divine Sword of Sword Thirty in the Hidden Sword Pavilion of the Burial Sword Island, so what?

Don't forget, my coffin of the stars is like flowing water, it can be automatically restored, and my silver qin green silk is also like a wooden leaf, which can be reissued after withering.

Although they may be destroyed by you again, your own skills are constantly depleted, and it also gives me the opportunity to counterattack, so you can't take advantage of them at all.

Shang Tiandao said: Oh, is it?

Jing Zhaomei's hands shook, and the broken strings really recovered as before, and said: Moreover, I am sure that you will definitely die before me.

The sound of the piano sounded, and the raindrops pouring down from the sky above his head suddenly gathered in front of him, gathered...... A huge crystal glass wall is formed, like a waterfall hanging down from the top of a high mountain.

And he Jing Zhaomei, as if he was like the Monkey King hiding in the water curtain cave behind the waterfall, jumped out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and acted arbitrarily.

At this time, he not only had the protection of this crystal wall, but also the protection of a coffin of stars.

Under the protection of this double enchantment, Shang Tiandao's sword is no matter how powerful it is, even if it can penetrate everything, it can also buy Jing Zhaomei time and get a good opportunity to counterattack.

What's more, he still has murderous strings in his hands.

As long as he bought even a moment's time, the murderous strings he whipped out were enough to fly out, insert into Shang Tiandao's chest, and insert into Shang Tiandao's throat.

And at this time, Shang Tiandao was still holding his hands, standing there motionless, as if he was unaware of the powerful formation of Jing Zhaomei in front of him.

Or maybe he didn't take the crystal wall into account at all.

Or maybe he's looking for an opportunity to penetrate the crystal wall and the coffin of the stars at once.

He even removed the glass-like barrier that encased him around him and protected his body, allowing the swift raindrops above his head to fall on him.

He's desperately desperate, determined to remove any burden—that protective barrier is his burden, because it protects himself, but it also drains his true power.

Removing the protective barrier is equivalent to a battle-galloping warlord taking off his bulky armor, and although he is easy to be slashed by a sword, he can also relax and gallop.

The raindrops crackled and fell on Shang Tiandao's body, but he didn't move.

He's waiting for the right moment to make a move.

However, Jing Zhaomei didn't seem to be planning to create an opportunity for him.

I saw that his hands that were originally pressed on the strings suddenly waved, and the crystal wall gathered in front of him suddenly cracked into tens of thousands, like ten thousand sharp arrows sent out by a crossbow, with an overwhelming roar and a thunderous momentum, shooting towards Shang Tiandao.

It's a crystal attack wave.

Shang Tiandao waved his hand lightly, shouted, open.

The sharp arrows that shot at him were shattered by his roar, and then turned into droplets of water, slowly falling to the ground.

But not a drop fell on him.

Just when the raindrops returned to normal, Shang Tiandao had already made a move.

With a slight wave of his fingers, the soft sword wrapped around his waist was suddenly pulled out, and with a long thunderclap, it suddenly rose into the air.

Then, his man slowly fell, landing five feet away from Jing Zhaomei, with his back to him, the trembling tip of the sword slanting slightly.

The rain, still falling drop by drop, fell on the trembling tip of the sword, and flowed down smoothly, like dew drops rolling on the veins of lotus leaves in the early morning.

The coffin of the stars that protected Jing Zhaomei's body, the moment the tip of his sword hung down, there was a crisp sound, and then, it split in half.

His people were completely exposed to the night rain.

Shang Tiandao turned around suddenly, and the tip of the sword was pointed at Jing Zhaomei's throat.

The crystal shockwave was broken, and the coffin of the stars was split open again, although Jing Zhaomei was a little surprised, but he was still very calm, and even slightly proud.

He stood there leisurely, looked at Shang Tiandao, and said slowly: Although you are subject to your sword, I dare to guarantee that you will not dare to kill me.

Shang Tiandao didn't move, looked at him, and said, "Oh?

Jing Zhaomei flicked the soft sword he pointed at his throat, turned around slowly, and pointed to the leader who had been sealed in the coffin of the stars and had no movement, and said:

I don't know what your relationship with her is, but I do know that you seem to care about her, and it's still unusual.

Since you care so much about her, of course you don't want her to die.

But if you kill me, she will sleep forever in that coffin of the stars, until all her essence is absorbed and only a skeleton remains.

Because in this world, only I, Jing Zhaomei, can open the spell that seals the coffin of the stars, release her from it, and regain her life.

Although the sword of your Heavenly Sword is so clever that it has even reached a realm close to that of a god, if you want to forcibly split the coffin of the stars to save people, then ......

Ha, you can split it up, but her body will also be destroyed, if you don't believe me, you can try.

Speaking of which, he even shrugged his shoulders and made a look of indifference.

Hearing this, Shang Tiandao's expression was really shocked, and he said in a deep voice: "You mean to say that if I kill you at this moment, then, she will die?"

Jing Zhaomei put his hands behind his back, with a leisurely expression, and said slowly: What should I do, after I count five, you'd better make a decision.

I know you want to kill me now, but you want to save this little girl even more, and now it's time for you to make a choice.

A fixed number, all this is a fixed number, now, you can also enjoy the pain of facing the choice, okay, now, I start to count,

One...... Two...... Three...... Four......