Is there really a way to rejuvenate one's youth in this world?
Only Li Xiaofei could see that this Jie Peng Sword Master had unleashed his body's full potential and raised his state to its peak at the cost of burning his last life.
This is the performance of martial arts reaching its peak in the world.
It falls within the reasonable scope of earthly martial arts.
It's not an extraterrestrial technique.
Li Xiaofei also had to sigh.
He is worthy of being a saint of a country.
In this era of low tide of the earth's spiritual energy laws, it is unprecedented for anyone to be able to practice martial arts to such an extent.
This requires extraordinary martial arts talent and extreme martial arts piety to achieve this.
If it were born outside the sky, it would definitely become a cosmic life form above the star level.
Pity.
Li Xiaofei sat on the viewing platform and watched carefully.
He had to admit that a real master always has the heart of an apprentice and cannot look down upon others just because they have little experience. Maybe the difference between the two parties is just because of their origins. If the roles are reversed, maybe the other person is better than you at what they do.
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On the arena.
Kima Katazou's body burst out with endless energy pressure.
He grasped the handle of the giant sword and pulled it out inch by inch.
This is an unedged knife.
The blade is pitch black in color.
The steel surface is rough and has uneven grains like millet. At first glance, it looks like a piece of scrap iron.
But Li Xiaofei could see it.
The black iron is extraordinary and contains a hint of extraterrestrial aura.
I'm afraid it's some kind of meteorite or fairy iron.
Guima Pianzang bent his left arm, clamped the blade of the knife between the inward bends of his forearm and upper arm, and suddenly drew the knife.
A stream of blood spurted out.
He used his own flesh, blood, and flesh to sharpen the edge of this sword.
In an instant, the extremely sharp blade was directly wiped away.
"This sword of mine is called Shen Zang."
Blood was dripping from Guima Katazou's left arm, his eyes locked on the sharp knife, full of enthusiasm and excitement. "When this sword was not completed, I once killed a 60-meter-tall alien beast Godzilla in the Mariana Trench. Now I have completed the sword skills. In my heart, it can bury gods and ghosts."
He looked at the four opponents on the opposite side, and slowly stepped out in a standard forward horse stance. His center of gravity was fixed between his feet. He held the handle of the knife with his right hand, pointed forward at an angle with the blade, and pressed his left hand at a distance from the spine of the knife.
Half of the hilt.
A shocking pressure swept out instantly.
Facing this three-jue master, Qi Honglei, Wang Zilai and Li Baoguo, their expressions instantly changed wildly.
The four of them felt as if they were standing on the top of an abyss. If they moved at least a little, they would fall into it and never recover.
Pressure that they had never experienced before came from all directions, making the four of them seem to be pressed under the majestic mountain, and their bones screamed in grief.
The first one to react was Qi Honglei.
This peerless swordsman from the deep valley of Huashan Mountain buzzed with white moonlight, covering Qi Honglei's whole body like a layer of light armor.
The black and yellow talisman on Wang Zilai's head, with its smooth ribbons, is like a weeping willow, faintly forming the shape of an ancient bell, guarding this little genius from Wudang Mountain.
The Sanjue Taoist Master remained silent, tightly holding the enhanced version of the soft blue electric sword in his hand, using the Kongtong Sect's mental skills to the extreme. The green sword light was like lightning, sizzling, and bursting out naked eyes around his body.
Visible current.
And Li Baoguo held the wooden handle of the iron knife with both hands, and made a gesture of raising the knife to the sky. It seemed that there was wind and sand blowing around him, and unexpectedly, a looming shadow of a huge knife was formed, floating above his head and behind him.
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The four martial arts masters of Great Xia, facing the threat from the most powerful sword of the Jie Peng Kingdom, actually broke through the shackles of the realm, touched the mysterious and mysterious realm of heaven and man, and sent out a series of visions.
This is the gift given by your opponent.
A hint of joy flashed in Kiba Katazou's eyes.
Then, the giant knife in his hand slowly pressed down in the air.
Waves of air rolled on both sides of the blade.
The visual effect is as if the void in this area is easily cut open by this knife like white cream.
boom.
The stone sword in Qi Honglei's hand made a sound
Screaming sadly, the bright moonlight burst out immediately, and then dimmed after less than a second.
Qi Honglei only felt a huge force coming in, which he could not resist. He flew backwards involuntarily, spurting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air. When he landed on the ground, he was already bleeding from all his orifices, and he was unsteady.
The little Heavenly Master King Jilai desperately mobilized the true energy in his body, poured it into the 'Tongtian Talisman', and forcibly received this sword of heaven and man.
boom!
Boom boom boom.
Continuous explosions were heard.
Dozens of yellow light ribbons hanging down from the black-yellow sky-reaching talisman were constantly exploding and shattering.
The little Celestial Master Wang Zilai, who was under his protection, was blown black and turned into a piece of charcoal in an instant. All his clothes and skin were carbonized.
The strength of Sanjue Taoist Priest was not as good as the two of them, but he still managed to survive with the sword in his hand that had been modified by Li Xiaofei.
Li Baoguo exerted his sword skills and sword intention to the extreme, and brought out the wildness and resistance in the bones of the northwest swordsmen to the extreme. Facing this terrifying pressure, he actually took a step forward again, suddenly swung the iron blade in his hand, and behind him
The suspended phantom sword also slashed forward.
boom.
The collision of sword intentions.
The Shadow Knife shattered instantly.
The iron knife also shattered, and half of the blade flew back, with a pop, inserted into the chest, and pierced Li Baoguo's heart.
The young man paused for a moment and froze on the spot.
One sword.
A stone sword.
A mysterious talisman.
A soft sword.
An iron knife.
The five major weapons decided the winner in an instant.
With a sword that was as gentle as spring breeze, Guima Katazou easily defeated the alliance of the four masters.
This is why before he took action, he said, "If you can survive this sword," instead of saying if you can catch this sword.
Yes.
Being able to survive this sword attack is considered lucky for them.
Catch?
impossible.
As for defeat?
That's even more impossible.
In Katazou Kiba's heart, the sword he wielded will not affect anyone in the world, whether he is a warrior or a person with superpowers. Maybe it can be stopped.
Even if we look back, it is impossible for any powerful man in any era in global history to catch this sword.
This sword represents the pinnacle of personal power of mankind on earth so far.
It also represents absolute strength.
Kima Katazou was obsessed with the sword and loyal to the sword. It took him a full one hundred and fifty-six years to finally wield this sword.
The air cut by the sword intent rolled towards both sides, as if the legendary god was holding the water-dividing staff and dividing the ocean into two.
The sword intent cut through the ring, and with unabated force, it struck towards the auditorium in the distance and towards the outer wall of the Olympic Stadium.
Exclamations rang out.
Kima Katazou suddenly changed his moves. The left hand that was originally holding the sword spine suddenly reached forward, grasped the blade of the sword, and used force to hold the blade and lift it up.
This change in angle caused the energy of the sword to rub against the top of the Tianjin Olympic Sports Center and shoot into the endless night sky.
And the price paid by Kima Katazou for forcibly changing his hand at this critical moment was that all four fingers on his left hand, except the thumb, were cut off.
Blood dripping.
Dye the arena red.
Guima Pianzang looked relieved.
Countless people in the arena stood up, with different expressions, and looked at the tall and incomplete figure standing alone on the stage.
The night breeze comes slowly.
Black hair turns pale quickly.
The muscles shriveled and wrinkled as if dehydrated.
His burly body quickly became rickety.
The strong vitality is like a mirage dissipated by the night wind.
The rickety and skinny old swordsman is back again.
He leaned on the ground with the knife in his hand, without saying a word, and stood silently and quietly.
The night wind blew his clothes.
The clothes are broken and fluttering like butterflies.
The night wind blew through his hair.
White hair scattered into the night sky.
The skin cracked and turned into tiny grains of sand, floating in the wind, blowing away every grain of sand...
"Master!"
The Jie Peng warriors rushed onto the ring frantically.
the other side.
Zhang Hongjing also rushed into the field with a doctor to check the injuries of Qi Honglei and others.
