The golden emperor map spread across the void, and fists of violence and destruction steamed in all directions. The entire void was directly distorted, and it slammed into the snow phoenix that was being chopped off with a violent and destructive attitude!
Click!!
The heaven and earth roared, and everything seemed to be frozen!
Among the snow phoenixes, the expression on Yan Kuangxing's face also solidified!
The golden emperor picture swept across, as if a huge golden knife cut open the snow phoenix, clean and neat, simple and rough!
The snow phoenix whined, shattered inch by inch, and turned into flying ashes.
The intense white light exploded, flooding everything between heaven and earth.
When all the light dissipates.
On the ground, two figures faced each other far away.
Ye Wuque still stood tall, with a calm face, looking at the opposite side.
Ten feet away, Yan Kuangxing was also standing with a sword, expressionless and motionless, only a pair of red eyes staring at Ye Wuque.
"It seems I overestimated you, that's the end of it."
Ye Wuque spoke lightly.
Only two swords passed after three swords, but everything seemed to have settled.
"You, you...are...what...monster..."
Yan Kuangxing finally spoke, but his tone was staccato, his throat began to tremble crazily, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He stared intently at Ye Wuque. On Ye Wuque's neck, where he should have struck, there was not even a white mark.
Yan Kuangxing's eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness!
"I'm not a monster, it's just that your light... is too weak."
"You should be glad that my brother is not here, otherwise you would not just die in despair, but you would never want to touch the sword again even if you are reincarnated in your next life."
"But I have to thank you for letting me figure out one thing..."
Ye Wuque's indifferent voice fell on Yan Kuangxing's ears, causing his whole body to tremble violently!!
Click!
The Tianxia Feixue Sword in Yan Kuangxing's hand suddenly shattered inch by inch and turned into a pile of scrap metal!
puff!!
Immediately afterwards, Yan Kuangxing spat out a large mouthful of blood, and finally fell backwards helplessly. His eyes widened, but they slowly lost focus.
A true swordsman.
The sword is there and the man is there!
The sword is broken... the man dies!
Looking at Yan Kuangxing's body, Ye Wuque whispered in his heart.
"Thank you for making me understand that my current strength is not that the six orifices are quasi-legendary, but that the six orifices are quasi-legendary...invincible!"
Glancing over the shattered Tianxia Feixue Sword, feeling the sword intent still remaining in the void in all directions, Ye Wuque sighed softly, looked up at the vast sky, and a clear gleam of light appeared in his mind.
, a tall figure dressed in white and holding a sword.
"I miss you a little bit...Lao Feng..."
Chapter completed!