Momentum is something that can be overwhelming in times of prosperity, and this ethereal thing often appears in a certain person. For example, the aura of a king in an emperor, the aura of sinisterness exuding from a gang boss, or a philistine.

The aura of death on his hands, this nothingness, is something that people often cannot ignore. At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Dong exudes a wild aura, a

A man who fell into madness, as if he wanted to destroy everything that stood in his way.[]

As for Zhang Huaming, he just looked at the crazy Zhao Dong with cold eyes, his eyes were calm and dull, giving people a very mediocre feeling, but even in this mediocrity, there was a bit of arrogance. From his words

His calm eyes concealed contempt for all living beings, as if he was the true supreme master in this world and in this world, and everyone, including Zhao Dong, was just a group of people who were vulnerable to him.

Just ants.

Just looking at the momentum, Zhao Dong was undoubtedly at a disadvantage. But Zhao Dong had almost lost his mind, so he didn't care about the momentum. He shouted loudly, then rushed towards Zhang Huaming with a whoosh.

"Strike an egg against a stone, don't underestimate your own capabilities." Zhang Hua's clear voice was like Sanskrit, and he spat out each word smoothly from his mouth. At the same time, a dull knife appeared in his hand out of nowhere.

This is a battle between super masters who transcend the realm of Martial Gods. It will let the world understand how fragile the Martial Gods who are revered by people are in the face of such super masters.

The people still standing in the courtyard couldn't help but feel frightened when they looked at the two men with great momentum, and hurriedly retreated around, fearing that they would be affected by their power.

"呲嚓"

With a strange sound, the murderous Zhao Dong rushed to Zhang Huaming in an instant. The long knife in his hand shone with a terrifying yellow light. Wherever the knife passed, the entire space seemed to be split in half by the knife.

o*The ferocious air flow rushed to both sides like làngcháo, and the surrounding air was split into countless pieces like glass.

This is a domineering sword, a sword that embodies Zhao Dong's resentment. It is a sword that he has condensed with all his strength. In this short moment, it seems that his whole body has been fused with the sword. He is the sword.

, the sword is him, exuding a strong sense of sword

Man and knife unite

This is the most powerful and peak sword that Zhao Dong has ever used with extraordinary performance. For the first time in his life, he discovered that such a sword is a real sword. The sword skills that he once thought were unmatched were simply incomparable in front of this sword.

It's just a big joke.

He believed that no one could stop this sword.

Seeing his unstoppable sword strike and feeling the terrifying sword intent in the air, everyone present could not help but suddenly change their expressions, and their bodies quickly retreated to the surroundings again. Some of the Zhao family's disciples who could not escape were actually struck by this strong and terrifying force.

The knife intent penetrated the body, the skin was cut, and countless blood lines shot out from the broken clothes. 4∴8065

shocked, horrified

Just the sword intention can have such terrifying power

Faced with such a crazy sword that has reached an extreme peak, can Zhang Huaming still be able to withstand it?

Both of them are masters of using knives, who is the real king of knives?

The eyes of everyone present were wide open, staring at Zhao Dong, who was as active as a rabbit, and Zhang Huaming, who was as quiet as a virgin, without blinking. Their hearts were already in their throats. Only then did they realize to their surprise that although they were all using knives,

The masters are also super masters who have surpassed the realm of martial gods. During the battle, the two of them happened to remain silent and move, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sizzle"

Zhao Dong, who merged with a man and a sword, turned into a stream of light, penetrated the air and struck straight at Zhang Huaming, who still had the same look. In less than a breath, Zhao Dong finally struck with a fierce sword.

i got close to Zhang Huaming, and was only a hair away from hitting Zhang Huaming's head.

"Die."

Seeing that the enemy was about to be chopped down by the sword, Zhao Dong's crazy blood-like eyes couldn't help but have a hint of pride, and his twisted face became more ferocious and terrifying. He seemed to have seen the victory in the endless darkness.

dawn.

Based on his own body, Zhang Huaming is not afraid of a knife struck by the realm of unity between man and sword, even if he is a master in the Taoist realm.

"Even the light of a grain of rice dares to compete with the bright moon." At this critical moment, Zhang Huaming suddenly laughed coldly, and his body that remained unchanged finally moved at an incredible speed, holding the hand in his hand.

The long sword suddenly flashed with green light, and the brilliance shone like a miniature sun, emitting a bright and dazzling light that instantly enveloped the entire space.

At this moment, time and space seemed to suddenly stand still. No, to be precise, it should be that time and space were passing by at an almost sluggish speed, so that it made people feel that time and space were frozen and still, and every time

Seconds seemed as long as centuries, and a millimeter seemed like decades of light-years away.

Zhang Huaming's expression became very solemn, and the long knife in his hand seemed to be of great weight. Every time he lifted it up, it took countless efforts. The speed of his raising the knife was very slow, so slow that it was so slow that everyone saw it.

Everyone who watched him raise the knife couldn't help but secretly worry about him.

But Zhang Huaming was indifferent to their anxiety. Instead, the speed of raising the knife became slower and slower, and in the end it even seemed to stop moving.

Slowly, slowly, everyone who was staring closely at Zhang Huaming's every move suddenly had an illusion, as if Zhang Huaming and the knife in his hand had disappeared. Even though his person and knife were clearly there, who could

They can all see clearly, but no matter what they try, no one can feel their existence.

No, it's not that they can't feel their presence, but because at some point, the whole world has been enveloped by a surging sword intent like a mountain. This sword intent is extremely strong, extremely heavy, and almost...

Everyone present felt like they were about to suffocate under the pressure, and every time they took a breath, they had to exert all their strength.

The whole world seems to have turned into a sword. This sword is the world and the world is the sword. The sky and the earth are filled with terrible sword intent and killing intent.

Heaven and earth are like swords

Time is like a knife

It is just a sword, but it seems to have broken through the shackles of time and space, coming from the ancient land across the sky and earth, and falling from the sky with the overwhelming sword intention.

What kind of knife is this?

No one can explain it clearly in words, but in the face of this knife, no one can feel the slightest resistance. Their hearts are shaking violently, and even their souls cannot bear it and begin to tremble, and they can't help but feel awe.

Meaning.

The style of that knife touched the sight, the soul, and the world

At this moment, Zhang Huaming is like a sword god, a sword god based on himself and integrated with the heaven and earth. He is supreme and full of sacred aura, so that the world has no choice but to surrender and bow at his feet.

Zhao Dong, who was in extreme madness, looked at Zhang Huaming in front of him in horror. His bloody eyes were full of fear and unwillingness. The hand holding the handle of the knife was trembling slightly, and his mouth was moving continuously, as if he wanted to

I wanted to say something, but not a single note came out.

Impossible, how is this possible?

He has obviously just reached the legendary state of man and sword uniting into one. No one in the world can resist his sword. But why, why is the sword in his hand only a few centimeters away from Zhang Huaming? As long as he works harder,

If he slashed it, he would definitely be able to split Zhang Huaming in half, but no matter how much strength he exerted, he could never break it again.

i nearly a centimeter?

He has obviously reached the point where man and sword are united, but facing Zhang Huaming at this moment, why do he feel fear and awe in his heart? He is so scared that he can't even hold the sword in his hand, and he is so awe-struck that he can't help but want to kneel on his knees.

Bow down and worship him?

Could it be that the realm he has reached even surpasses his own unity of man and sword?

Zhao Dong, who had reached the realm of unity between man and sword for the first time in his life, was filled with unwillingness. He thought that after realizing the realm of unity between man and sword due to extreme anger, he would no longer have to worry about anything when facing Zhang Huaming, and even killed him.

It's not difficult to get hit by a knife. But who would have thought that even with his confident knife, he would have no resistance at all in front of Zhang Huaming's knife.

This guy is so scary

He's not human at all

Why do I want to be an enemy of such a person who is afraid to the extreme? Why is it that although I have reached this level of strength, in front of him, I am still like a little kid who has no strength and can fall down with a push?

Zhao Dong's heart was full of reluctance. He was unwilling to fail like this, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and grabbed the weapon that might fall to the ground at any time with both hands. He continued to work hard and struggled, trying to get the weapon in his hand.

The long sword again

How close is i to Zhang Huaming?

As long as he gets closer a few centimeters, he can kill this terrible enemy.

Zhao Dong silently thought about this thought thousands of times in his heart.

"You are not qualified to compete with me." Zhang Huaming suddenly blinked his eyes, and the almost frozen time and space suddenly returned to normal, the air became flowing, and the rapid breathing of everyone present continued to rise and fall.

This is the moment

Everything became normal. Zhao Dong, who had been persisting so hard, suddenly felt happy. He shouted "Ah" in his mouth, and Yiyu used his greatest strength to slash Zhang Huaming with his sword.

However, just when Zhao Dong thought victory was about to come, he was shocked to find that the hand holding the handle of the knife could not exert any strength at all, as if these hands were no longer under his control.

Zhao Dong's crazy bloody eyes looked blankly at Zhang Huaming, who was very close at hand, with deep confusion and confusion in his eyes.

"If you can realize the unity of man and sword before you die, you can die in peace." Zhang Huaming seemed to see the doubts in Zhao Dong's heart, and looked at Zhao Dong's blood-red pupils with his deep eyes.

He said calmly and calmly.

die?

When Zhao Dong heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. He was even more doubtful. How could he say that he was dead when he was clearly still alive? Thinking like this, Zhao Dong suddenly felt something strange about his body, and his clothes began to fall into pieces.

, flying in the air like catkins, and then the skin burst, tiny cracks intertwined, and bright red blood lines shot out from the cracks in the skin.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone present couldn't help but feel suspicious, wondering what was going on.

"boom"

In everyone's unbelievably shocked eyes, Zhao Dong's body suddenly exploded with a bang, and he was immediately bloody.
Chapter completed!