Four thousand two hundred and sixty-eight chapters tragic advancement
With one sword, he slashed the complex and simplified it. At that moment, Long Chen and Minghong Sword felt like blood was connected.
When Minghong Knife successfully advanced to the immortal divine weapon, the violent dragon power in his body finally found the outlet for venting, and the dragon power surged out.
"Mantis arm blocks the chariot"
Long Aotian sneered. His colorful divine light was turbulent, and the chaotic aura gushed. The Seven-Secret Sword in his hand was slashed with endless divine light.
"boom"
The sword energy and the sword shadow slashed each other, like two meteors colliding together, and the huge sound of explosion shocked the whole world without color.
"Boom..."
The air waves rolled, hitting the barrier like a tsunami, and the entire arena began to deform. The strong men in the arena were as if they were hit by a meteorite, and countless people with weak cultivation were directly shocked and blood was squirted.
The attacks of the two men had a huge impact on the entire battlefield. The powerful impact force made countless people unstable and their auras unsmooth, and they felt extremely uncomfortable.
In the void, Long Chen and Long Aotian looked at each other. Long Chen's Minghong Sword pointed at Long Aotian, and endless fighting spirit rose. This fighting spirit was not only Long Chen's, but also Minghong Sword's.
Minghong Knife exploded the scabbard and successfully advanced to the immortal divine weapon, but this is a kind of self-harm-type advancement.
When its runes are exhausted, it will completely fall, and there will be no Minghong in the world. This is Minghong Dao's own choice, which Long Chen cannot change.
Minghongdao fought along with Long Chen, and they were their closest partners and their most trusted comrades-in-arms.
After countless efforts, Minghong Sword finally saw the reality clearly, that is, the quasi-divine artifact is already his limit, and it will never be able to advance to the immortal divine weapon, that is its destiny.
In the ring battle, Long Chen kept fighting against the enemy empty-handed because Long Chen knew that if the Minghong Sword was used to fight against the immortal divine weapon, the Minghong Sword would be at risk of collapse.
But Minghong Dao also has its own dignity and pride. It cannot accept being hidden, and it would rather die in the battlefield.
When it was broken open, Minghong Dao finally knew the difference between it and the immortal divine weapon, but it was not afraid, but instead stimulated its endless fighting spirit.
It begs Long Chen to let it bloom its glory for the last time and let it leave with dignity.
Now it has been promoted to an immortal divine weapon, Long Chen's surging dragon power poured into its body, directly shaking Long Aotian's Seven-Secret Sword.
The Minghong sword roared and trembled constantly, it was excited, it was cheering, and the endless fighting will was rising.
Long Aotian looked at Long Chen coldly, and a hint of sarcasm gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You are sacrificing your long sword to improve your combat power. Long Chen, it seems that you are really poor."
"Buzz"
Long Chen didn't say anything, and Minghong's sword was raised again.
“Huhuhuhu”
Minghong Knife slashed three times in a row. Strangely, each of them was cut in the air, without the strong wind whistling, and without the rolling waves of air.
However, with each sword Long Chen slashing out, the momentum above the Minghong Sword was superimposed. Others looked very strange, but Long Aotian's face changed.
"Buzz"
The chaotic vision behind Long Aotian trembled, and the divine light of the sun and the moon suddenly appeared on the Seven-Secret Sword in his hand, and the long sword suddenly made a shocking roar.
"laugh"
Long Aotian shouted with a sudden shout. The Seven-Secret Sword carried endless divine light and slashed at Long Chen. He saw through Long Chen's intention. Long Chen was using the superposition technique. Each sword was carrying the power of the previous sword. If the power was allowed to be superimposed, no one knew what level it would reach.
"The Fourth Style of the Opening Heaven"
Long Aotian took the lead, Long Chen could not continue to stack, and Minghong Sword suddenly slashed out. When Minghong Sword was slashed out, four sword shadows suddenly appeared in the world.
The four sword shadows merged into one at the moment when the last sword was slashed out. The four swords merged into one, and the roar between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.
"Supreme Seven Secrets"
Long Aotian shouted coldly, and the moment he slashed out this attack, the vision behind him suddenly dimmed, and the power of the vision seemed to be drained by this sword.
"boom"
This was a shocking collision. When two magic weapons were slashed together, the whole world suddenly lost its color. No matter inside or outside the ring, everyone could see nothing.
Immediately afterwards, a grayish white appeared in front of people's eyes, and in the grayish white world, a light spot appeared.
The light spot was the center of the collision between Minghong Sword and Seven Secret Sword. The light spot expanded rapidly, and light like a sharp sword pierced the barrier of the ring and radiated straight out of the ring.
"What?"
People exclaimed, but they didn't expect that the attacks of the two people would extend beyond the ring, and countless strong men blocked them one after another.
"Boom boom boom..."
The strong men outside the ring resisted in a mess, but some of the weaker people were directly killed by the terrifying divine light, and the whole scene was in chaos.
"Boom boom"
Two loud bangs in the ring, Long Chen and Long Aotian were slashed away by each other at the same time, and they hit the barriers on both sides of the ring.
The barrier behind the two of them trembled and cracked a lot. At this time, the barrier on the stage was already full of holes and seemed to burst at any time.
And those terrifying lightswords flew out from these cracks in the arena. Now, after two people collided, there were more cracks.
"call"
Long Chen and Long Aotian held up in the barrier at the same time, and the two rushed towards each other like a meteor.
"Oh my God, with such a terrifying impact, both of them were not injured at all."
People were shocked. Many people thought that after the attack, they were basically half-waste. Unexpectedly, both of them killed each other again, just like nothing happened.
"die"
The two of them almost stopped shouting at the same time, and their whole body was concentrated on the magic weapon in their hands. This was a rude collision without any tricks, and it was also the easiest to compete with each other.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The two of them slashed wildly, their figures changed, like ghosts and terrifying hordes, sword energy and sword shadows roamed, and murderous intent soared into the sky.
"boom"
A sword shadow rushed out and just hit the gap in the barrier. Through the gap, he rushed straight to the human camp and rushed straight to the Zixu Xu family.
The powerful man from the Xu family shouted angrily, and a congenital Tianzun held a divine weapon in his hand and slashed at the shadow of the sword. As a result, a sound of sound was heard. The Xu family's Tianzun blew his blood and was seriously injured.
The powerful people watching the game were shocked. Long Chen's sword was a breath that was reflected after Long Aotian blocked it. Most of the strength had been removed. It could even seriously injure the powerful man of the Innate Heavenly Venerable level. This power is too terrifying.
"boom"
Another shocking collision, Long Aotian and Long Chen retreated at the same time, and the two divine weapons pointed at each other, their eyes as lightning as lightning, staring at their opponents.
"Their breath finally began to decline."
Someone exclaimed that Long Chen and Long Aotian fought hard for thousands of rounds in a row and finally began to feel a little panting.
"Not the strength? Is it too early? The battle hasn't really begun yet."
Long Aotian sneered, and suddenly he stopped shouting:
"Purple Blood Fills the Sky"
With his silence, the boundless purple air soared into the sky. At that moment, the strong men of the purple blood Xu family outside the ring were about to protrude:
"This is impossible"?
Chapter completed!