Dong Wang, who was in the sky, was going crazy at this moment.
Because in this kind of peak showdown, the most terrifying thing is not the opponent's strength, but the disappearance of his breath and trace.
Now he is in the clear and the other party is in the dark. If he suddenly takes action, how can he resist?
"Oh? What kind of trick is this?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, which was recovering from his injuries. It seemed that he still looked down upon this little bitch.
"If I guess correctly, this should be Nan Tian's famous move, the hidden sword technique!"
Beidao from behind spoke slowly, with a lot of emotion in his tone. It seemed that his sect had always been overpowered by Nantian's southern sect, and there was a reason.
No matter in terms of state of mind or strength, I am far less stable than Nan Tian. I am indeed completely defeated and not unjust.
"You know again? What is the hidden sword technique?"
"No, why don't you know anything? Can you cultivate to the peak of the hybrid demon realm like this?"
"Who is your master? Who trained you?"
Beidao shook his head suddenly. The Ye Fan in front of him looked like a newbie.
But the tricks he displayed and the strength he unleashed always showed that he was a strong man, which was quite contradictory.
"Who do you care about my master? Rest assured and recover from your injuries. Where does all this nonsense come from?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Beidao angrily. It would be strange if he knew so many sword skills.
This Beidou Star Territory is not only rich in spiritual energy to an exaggerated level, but also has all kinds of sword skills and treasures. It is reasonable that I can't know it.
But don't say it in front of so many people, it's so shameless.
"You guy, come out quickly! What's the point of just hiding? Is this the so-called style of a swordsman?"
The helpless Dong Wang could only resort to provocation, and his huge fists kept bombarding the space in front of him, causing the space to collapse layer by layer.
But this seems more like punching the air and venting one's inner fears and dissatisfaction.
"This...this is!"
The next moment, Dongwang stopped attacking and his eyes completely changed.
At some point, hundreds of sharp swords appeared around him, blocking all his escape routes and making it inevitable for him to escape.
"You have lost this battle. The moment you choose to step into the desolate world, your final outcome has been revealed. Just wait for the judgment of fate."
Nan Tian slowly appeared, and calmly announced the final outcome of Dong Wang.
What Beidao said is true. What he just used was the famous martial arts skill, the hidden sword technique!
And the reason why I concealed my aura was to outline this terrifying barrier beside Dong Wang!
Nowadays, Dongwang has been completely covered by his own realm, and even if he has great ability, he can't even think of escaping.
"It's over, everything is finally over."
Beidao breathed a long sigh of relief. If nothing else happened, Dong Wang would already be destined to die.
"You want to judge me? Do you want me to wait for my fate? That's ridiculous! I will definitely feast your eyes today!"
Dong Wang gritted his teeth tightly, as if he was engaged in some intense psychological struggle.
Then the Supreme Immortal Flute, which had been destroyed by the North Road, was transformed into the palm of his hand again.
Fortunately, he had taken back the Supreme Immortal Emperor at the critical moment. Otherwise, not only would this treasure have turned into nothingness, but I would also have been lost in this barren and desolate world.
"Um?"
Nan Tian frowned slightly, does this guy have any other background?
"Master Haomiao, please forgive me! I really have no choice but to sacrifice the treasure in my hand in exchange for the final victory."
King Dong's eyes suddenly turned cold and he crushed the Supreme Immortal Flute in his hand.
Then Zi Qi's body surface burst out with an energy that could annihilate all things. The swordsmanship and enchantments around him were trembling violently and could no longer hold up.
"No, you can't die? Is this person still a human being?"
The Heavenly Fire Evil God below directly uttered a curse word.
Although he couldn't sense the power of Nan Tian's moves, it was definitely enough to deal with Dong Wang in front of him, but now it seemed like something was going to change again.
"boom!"
After a confrontation, the hidden swordsmanship was completely destroyed by Dong Wang.
Rather than being destroyed by King Dong, it is better to say that it was destroyed by the Supreme Immortal Flute in his hand!
Dong Wang used the shock wave erupted by the destruction of the Supreme Immortal Flute to forcefully break through the barrier that concealed the swordsmanship, and escaped from a certain death situation.
On the opposite side, Nan Tian also received a strong backlash and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
The situation on the North Road, where the southern sky seems to be disconnected, is probably not much different.
"Is this our final fate? Is this the final outcome of our desolate world? What a wrong step!"
Beidao's old eyes were slightly filled with tears.
It was because I easily believed in the sweet words of people like Hao Miao Immortal Lord and Tian Sheng Sect that I lured the wolf into the house, which led to the current tragedy.
When Dongwang defeats Ye Fan in front of him, the whole desolate world will be over, and he will become the sinner of all the cultivators in the desolate world, and will never be able to be reincarnated.
"Okay, okay, look at your compassionate look, isn't this result not destined yet? Why are you so anxious?"
Ye Fan gently glanced at Beidao on the side. This guy's current posture seemed to be seeking death!
Not only Nantian and Beidao, but also Tianhua and other disciples below are also desperate. This is the gap between the two!
It's not a difference in strength, but a real difference in background!
A hair care worker from the Tiansheng Sect could easily come up with such a treasure, let alone what the background of the Tiansheng Sect was, I am afraid they would never be able to guess it.
Tianhua smiled sadly, slowly drew out the Zixiao Sword, and looked at the disciple behind him.
"What are you waiting for? What are you afraid of? We have already reached this point. If we continue to hold back, there will be no need for us to continue to survive."
"Perhaps we are just moths rushing to the flame against the King Dong in front of us, just ridiculous ants, but even if we are ants, we must let him know that I am waiting for him!"
Tianhua's voice revealed a sense of determination, and he was already ready to fight to the death.
Instead of letting the King of the East return to the Tiansheng Sect, he would return with a victorious attitude and completely suppress all living beings in the desolate world.
It would be better to fight to the death and settle the rest of my life in the final battle, which would be considered as leaving no regrets.
