"Why are you so much stronger all of a sudden?"

The demon sword Azuo was stunned for a moment. When the opponent's attack approached, he came to his senses and picked another sword star, turning into tassels around the hilt of the sword.

"This trick is useful outside, but it is useless in this way!"

Zhao Fan's laughter resounded throughout the entire vain chaos, and the imperial weapon spectrum in the form of shuttle stuck the sword body of the long sword!

At the same time, his sword slashed at the hilt of the sword and the tassel symbolizing the body of the magic sword Azuo!

The real hit!

It’s no longer a time and space dislocation!

"Bang!"

The long sword was slashed for 100 million miles!

Falling among the mountains outside the Black Sand Corner.

The demon sword Azuo was born in shape. His hand holding the sword was trembling uncontrollably, and his shoulders to the abdomen were experiencing a shocking hole, bleeding out!

"impossible……"

The Demon Sword Azuo looked at his injuries in disbelief.

"Catch the knife!"

Zhao Fan's figure suddenly appeared above the former, but there was no spatial fluctuation.

The sword light of Emperor Ming was as dazzling as a waterfall, and it leaked down!

"The final chapter of the sword path!"

The sword star of the demon sword Azuo instantly completed it and used four more sword stars. He raised his proud head and said, "Seven Stars exploded continuously!"

The remaining three sword stars left their bodies and turned into black patterns to cover the body surface of the magic sword Azuo!

The superimposed four-layer black pattern caused the aura of the Demon Sword Azuo to storm!

Even his own life state was like crazy erupting lava.

"You're not going to die?"

Zhao Fan instantly felt that even with the aura of home court, the opponent's power surpassed him at this moment!

The Demon Sword Azuo is fighting regardless of his life!

How could Zhao Fan fight head-on?

His body, along with the emperor's name and imperial weapon list, suddenly disappeared without any trace.

The demon sword Azuo suddenly lost his target, and he roared in a low voice: "Come out!"

One sword, another sword, slashed the void.

Zhao Fan in the dark looked frightened, because the Chaos Heart Talisman showed signs of instability in such a sword power. It would be fine for a short time. If it lasted for a long time, it would collapse and they would return to the chaos of reality!

but!

Every time Azuo waved his sword, his injuries would worsen!

Vitality is passing by!

But I can't sense Zhao Fan!

Finally, when his vitality was gone, his consciousness returned to clearness, and all the black patterns on his body dissipated. He was so severely injured that he sat on the ground with a sword weakly.

When Zhao Fan appeared again, he felt relieved. If there were more than ten or twenty swords of that level, the Chaos Heart Talisman could not bear it anymore.

"I... lost."

The Demon Sword Azuo looked at Zhao Fan with dim eyes, "After this battle, I have already made it clear to the direction of the perfection of the Supreme Sword Way, thank you."

"I'll finish it with just thank you?"

Zhao Fan had anger on his face, "You talked about the competition in advance, but you changed your mind temporarily and became a life-and-death duel. If I hadn't made a temporary breakthrough, I would have fallen under your sword."

"How can one attain enlightenment without a life-and-death showdown?"

The Demon Sword Azuo smiled and said, "If your anger cannot be calmed, then take action. I overdraw and transition can no longer fight. And after seeing the road to the end of the High Sword Road, even if I die, I will die without regrets."

Zhao Fan's eyes stared coldly at the Demon Sword Azuo.

He raised the Emperor's name in his hand and slashed at the demon sword Azuo who was slaughtered with one sword!

And the Demon Sword Azuo closed his eyes and greeted death with a relaxed expression.

Just as the sword light was about to submerge the latter's figure, Zhao Fan's thought moved, "The Chaos Heart Talisman, Disperse!"

In an instant!

He and the magic sword Azuo returned to the chaos of reality.

The sword light that slashed at the other party was gone!

a long time.

"Hmm?" Azuo, the Demon Sword, opened his eyes and asked in confusion: "Why don't you kill me?"

"never mind."

Zhao Fan shook his head, put away the emperor's name and imperial weapon list, and turned around and floated into the void. His voice echoed between the black sand corners, "Today, you and I have no grudges and friendship, and we will no longer interact."

The demon sword Azuo looked at the back of the white robe that was leaving, with a expressionless face, but a fleeting fluctuation flashed through his heart. The fluctuation was regret.

He pursued the supreme sword, but lost an irreplaceable intersection.

In comparison.

At this moment, he felt that he had gained and lost more.

Immediately.

The Demon Sword Azuo no longer had any worries. The Supreme Sword Way is destined to be a lonely road forward. If it has passed, it will not look back.

His injuries will not be recovered in a short time. After all, the last seven stars exploded continuously, and the four-level black pattern possession is equivalent to the taboo technique of life. It can either heal itself over a long period of time, or heal the wounds through extremely rare imperial-grade spiritual medicine, or break through the supreme sword path.
Chapter completed!