Needless to say, the two of them collided again at the moment when their combat power reached its peak.
Yingxiao Mountain had long been penetrated by two people. The land seemed narrow and the sky seemed small. The two were fighting while moving at an alarming speed. They fought all the way from the 120th war zone to the 90th war zone, spanning several
One hundred thousand miles.
The saints could only follow the two men's battle trajectory and keep chasing behind them.
All the saints could hear was Oniwu Sage's wild laughter echoing between heaven and earth.
They didn't dare to get too close. Their speed was too amazing and their strength was too terrifying. If they were accidentally hit by the two of them, even a master like Chen Dingyuan would be hit to death.
"How is the war going now?"
"The two of them have been fighting like crazy. These two guys are like undead monsters. Their bodies are terrifyingly tough and their strength is amazing. The entire 90th War Zone has been beaten to pieces by them."
"Where are they now?"
"I'm afraid I have returned to the 120th War Zone."
"Let's go quickly!"
Li Hanxue and Oniwu Shengjun fought all the way, and they couldn't remember how many rounds they fought.
The two finally returned to Yingxiao Mountain. Even if they had such a shocking skill as the Innate Infinite Art, they could not withstand such crazy consumption by the two of them.
Boom boom boom boom...
A series of loud thunder-like sounds resounded in the sky above the 120th War Zone.
All the saints also rushed back to the 120th battle area. Seeing the two men still fighting fiercely in the air, everyone looked unable to relax.
Even pretentious people like Su Wudao and Gao Ziyun began to doubt themselves whether they could compete with Lord Guiwu if they really stood in Li Hanxue's position.
"Happy! Happy! Li Hanxue, I have a poem for you!" Lord Oniwu laughed heartily while beating Li Hanxue's broken body mercilessly.
Li Hanxue also greeted Oniwu Shengjun's face with her fist and said with a smile: "What poem?"
Oniwu Sage opened his mouth and said: "Thousands of years of loneliness and coldness have buried the golden cup, but our blood has brewed Tusu. Among all the heroes in the world, who will drink together, only you and I will be drunk at night!"
Li Hanxue laughed and said: "What a poem! It's an honor for me to receive a poem from Lord Guiwu!"
"For thousands of years, you are the only one who is my true opponent! You deserve it!"
The two of them were like close friends, with sympathetic smiles on their faces. But they punched harder than anyone else, as if their opponents were sworn enemies who killed their father.
Both Li Hanxue and Oniwu Shengjun understand that only by giving their best can they respect each other. Retaining even a shred of strength is a humiliation to the other party.
The expressions of Saint Lord Qingchen and Saint Lord Zixu are both very complex.
The two people in the center of the battlefield seemed to be from the same world as them. Oniwu Shengjun used his power to completely isolate Qingchen Shengjun and Zixu Shengjun, making the two people never able to step into Oniwu Shengjun's
world.
The two of them felt unwilling, disappointed, but helpless.
Such a feeling gradually grew in the hearts of the saints.
"It turns out that they are the real pinnacle saints, and we are nothing at all."
Li Hanxue and Oniwu Shengjun fought for countless rounds, and their physical strength was almost exhausted.
The two of them stood on the dilapidated ground, their faces covered in blood, panting, and the breath on their bodies gradually weakened.
Jian Wufeng said: "It seems that neither of these two can hold on for long."
Gu Xiyu nodded: "The outcome of the battle will be decided soon."
Lord Da Jilong secretly sent a message: "Brother Zhu Qing, see the right moment and take action!"
"Okay!" Zhu Qinglongjun responded.
Oniwu Shengjun wiped away the blood from the corners of his eyes and said with a smile, "Li Hanxue, I only have the strength to make one move."
Li Hanxue smiled bitterly and said, "Me too."
"Let's see what happens next."
"I think so too!"
Lord Oniwu drew out all his strength and gathered it in the palm of his right hand.
Li Hanxue also mobilized all her magical powers and means, using all her strength. The holy fire and murderous intent were concentrated on her right fist.
Li Hanxue shouted: "Sage Guiwu, I'm going to take action!"
"bring it on!"
Li Hanxue activated the Divine Thunder Body Technique, Chaos Sanctuary, increased her speed to the limit, and hit Lord Oniwu like thunder, blasting out with her right fist.
Oniwu Shengjun activated the Innate Infinite Technique, Shenwu Sanctuary, and struck Li Hanxue's fist with an iron fist.
The two of them were hundreds of feet apart, and in an instant they were within three feet of each other. In the next instant, their fists were about to collide.
However, at this moment, Li Hanxue's Sacred Heart suddenly throbbed violently, and the last hundred destructive murderous auras actually emerged.
It quickly gathered together with the 129,500 rays of destructive murderous energy before, forming a binary murderous energy that covered the fist.
At this time, the fist had already hit Lord Oniwu with an unstoppable force.
"Damn it!"
Li Hanxue's pupils shrank sharply, and his fist deviated two punches to the right, grazing the ribs of Lord Oniwu.
Half of Oniwu Shengjun's body was suddenly blasted into nothingness.
Oniwu Shengjun's fist hit Li Hanxue hard on the chest.
Li Hanxue's body immediately exploded, and a transparent and flawless sacred heart was exposed in front of Lord Guiwu.
The Sacred Heart was suspended in the air and could never return to Li Hanxue's appearance.
"Why?" Oniwu Shengjun stared at Li Hanxue's Sacred Heart, feeling lost.
Instead of showing the joy of victory, his face looked extremely disappointed and even angry.
"Li Hanxue, why are you doing this!" Oniwu Shengjun looked up to the sky and roared, with an angry look on his face.
The saints stared blankly at this scene with complicated expressions, "It's finally over!"
"Onimusheng-kun wins!"
Jian Wufeng sighed: "It seems that Lord Guiwu is still slightly better."
Xiao Kong said angrily: "That's not the case. The winner is Li Hanxue, but that fool is too stupid. If not..."
"It doesn't matter what you say now, save people quickly." Gu Xiyu flew directly towards Li Hanxue's Sacred Heart without saying a word.
"Brother Zhu Qing, everyone, take action!" Lord Da Jilong exclaimed.
More than a dozen Dragon Lords from Tianwuzong dodged and quickly rushed towards the center of the battlefield.
In fact, not only the Tianwu Sect, but also various forces hidden among the saints, all want to take the opportunity to capture Li Hanxue's sacred heart.
You know, one can imagine how valuable a person with such a spiritual heritage is.
However, before the masters of Tianwuzong could approach, a young man wearing peonies came out of the void and appeared in front of Li Hanxue's Sacred Heart. Beside him, there was also a peerless man in white. "Everyone.
Friends who have come from afar, please give me Long Hui a face and don't make trouble here." The owner of Long Hui Island glared into the air, frightening all those with evil intentions.