Xiaokong couldn't help shouting these words, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sour, and tears almost burst out of his eyes. There is no one in this world who can give him such strong feelings, not even his mother Qinghuang can do it.
.But as soon as the words came out, Xiaokong immediately realized that he had made a fatal mistake. His face turned as dark as a dark cloud, and he wished he could swallow the words he just said back into his stomach. But this was obviously impossible.
, this shame is reduced
It became infinite hatred and murderous intent, all poured into Jian Wufeng's body.
"Jian Wufeng, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!" Xiaokong roared angrily, and a strong shock wave swept across all directions, instantly piercing the eardrums of all the Tianjuns. They all covered their ears with blood, and their faces were full of words.
The word fear.
Xiaojun on the side is also as emotionally out of control as Xiaokong. She doesn't want to be alone. What she has longed for most since she was a child is father's love and mother's love. Now she has mother's love, but she can never get her father's love.
Jian Wufeng appeared in front of the world in the form of Baili Zhuo. No matter how cold his temper was, Xiaojun could not help but be moved. Although she had never really seen Baili Zhuo himself, when Jian Wufeng took his sword
When the demon form was almost completely revealed in front of Xiaojun, the power of blood awakened her sleeping memory, causing her to involuntarily confirm the relationship between them.
blood relationship between them.
But the one who had the biggest emotional change was not the two siblings, but their mother Qinghuang. At this time, she had already burst into tears and was shaking all over.
"Husband..."
This call was overshadowed by the black sword wings flying in the sky. Jian Wufeng shook the demon-drawing sword in his hand, with a cold and sacred expression, as if he was the god of the world, representing the gods to punish all stupid humans.
The demon-drawing sword raised high pointed forward, and hundreds of sword wings flew out and landed around Xiaokong. They drew a circle on the ground and drew the ground as a prison, trapping Xiaokong inside.
"Jian Wufeng, how dare you appear in front of me in my father's form!" Xiao Kong gritted his teeth.
"Why don't you dare?" Jian Wufeng's tone was very calm, but there was a ruthlessness that made Qingluo scared. It seemed that the sword demon in front of her was not her husband at all, but someone else.
"Jian Wufeng, you will pay a heavy price for this!"
"You have missed the best opportunity to defeat me. From now on, I will dominate everything. Of course, including your life!" Jian Wufeng's body swayed and he rushed in front of Xiaokong with lightning speed.
, everyone's mental strength was unable to judge the position of Jian Wufeng at all, and he had already taken action. The huge sword was like an ax that split the sky, with infinite power and ruthless force.
He hit Xiaokong hard on the chest.
Fortunately, Xiaokong reacted quickly enough. The moment he was about to be hit, he used a transparent emperor sword to resist Jian Wufeng's extremely fatal blow, but even so, his body still flew uncontrollably.
Exited the Tianjian Dojo.
"What a fast speed! What a powerful force!" Luo Jixian said in shock.
"Jian Wufeng has indeed surpassed Jian Wuyi. Although Jian Wuyi had the unique skills of the Emperor of Heaven, in terms of strength and momentum, there is no way to compare with the current Jian Wufeng!"
"It only took thirty or forty years for this son to rise, and he is about to become stronger than us. Is it possible that the Sword Burial Pavilion is going to prosper?" Luo Jixian was surprised.
The terrifying figure that was three feet tall could move at such an astonishing speed. It was really amazing. Even Gu Xiyu, who had recovered some of his precognitive abilities, couldn't help but sweat for Xiaokong at this time.
"Mom, do you think Xiaokong will be defeated?" Li Yixin asked. Gu Xiyu said: "I'm not sure about this matter either. Although I can predict some future events now, the battle between Xiaokong and Jian Wufeng
There are too many unknowns. But I don’t think Xiao Kong will just surrender like this. He must have a way to crack the sword.
The bladeless sword demon form!"
The moment Xiaokong flew out of the Tianjian Dojo, Jian Wufeng waved his huge sword wings and caught up with Xiaokong in an instant. His huge palm pressed against Xiaokong's head, and the hand of the three-foot-long giant came across the air.
At that time, it was really terrifying. It simply blocked the sky and the sun, covering the future, life and death. This palm was an unbreakable prison, and this palm was the eternal lightless death.
A country of subjugation, an eternal hell with no way to transcend!
In just a moment, Xiaokong endured horrific mental torture, and his eyes completely lost their luster, as if all his sanity had been taken away by Jian Wufeng's palm.
"It's not good, Su Mingkong is in a worrying situation!"
"The Master of the Sword Pavilion has already used his most powerful skills. Does Su Mingkong still want to defy heaven?"
Jian Wufeng's big palm was too fast, so fast that Xiaokong had no time to dodge, and he firmly pressed Xiaokong's head, like holding a small bead.
Snap!
With a little force, the bead broke into pieces.
As a crisp sound came out, some blood overflowed from Jian Wufeng's fingertips. Xiaokong's headless body fell from the air. Jian Wufeng turned the demon-drawing sword, and thousands of sword wings turned into a black mass.
The rain of swords rushed towards Xiaokong's body.
The black Emperor Sword penetrated Xiaokong's body directly, and the power of the Emperor continued to erode Xiaokong's body. Even if he had a perfect fighting body comparable to the natural emperor Mohe, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand such crazy attacks as Jian Wufeng.
attack.
In just an instant, Xiaokong's body was wiped out into ashes and nothing was left!
"No way!" Li Yunqian couldn't bear to look at him, "Mom, was Su Mingkong killed by Jian Wufeng like this?"
Gu Xiyu remained silent. The future was shrouded in darkness, but three swords illuminated this darkness. Gu Xiyu didn't know what these three swords meant.
After Jian Wufeng defeated Xiaokong's body, his eyes became a little wandering, as if he was looking for Xiaokong's location.
"Su Mingkong, I know you're not dead yet, come out here!" Jian Wufeng shouted.
Before he finished speaking, a ray of golden lightning fell from the sky and struck Jian Wufeng. Jian Wufeng swayed slightly to avoid the golden thunder. However, the golden thunder hit the black sword wing on the ground, bursting out golden waves all over the sky.
Thunder and black sword intent. These two forces were entangled together and turned into a tornado, sucking all the sword intent energy in the Tianjian Dojo into it. Xiaokong was born in this storm. He seemed not to be able to bear it at all.
Any attack that passes the sword without a sharp edge will not only
Unscathed, but even more powerful.
"This boy is really good at using the art of connecting with the sky. He almost deceived me." Luo Jixian said with a smile.
"Jian Wufeng, I have long expected you to have this move. The sword demon form is a power that can only be possessed by the descendants of the Kongkong God Clan. As a human race, you want to get involved in this kind of power that should not belong to you. You
You are looking for death!" Xiaokong stretched out his right hand, reached into the center of the storm, and took out a dark golden broad sword. The sword was covered with complex runes, and there was something that did not belong to this world.
Mystery and nobility, behind every rune seems to contain
It carries a heavy history and tells the world about the infinitely prosperous ancient civilization in the past.
These runes were too complex and no one present could understand them, but Jian Wufeng could feel the terrifying murderous intention contained in this giant sword.
"This is the sword of the gods!" Jian Wufeng said with serious eyes.
"Yes, this is the sword of the gods. It is a Shinto sword that I have condensed with the power of my life's blood. It is specially designed to break your sword demon form!" Xiaokong said loudly. Jian Wufeng said calmly: "I'm afraid this is not enough.
, I have opened the Twelve Sword Wings, and I have completely surpassed your Baili Zhuo in every aspect. Your father is not my opponent yet. You want to defeat me by relying on the power of his blood. That is a fantasy.
open!"
Xiaokong said: "Don't worry, in addition to the Shinto sword, I have also prepared two swords to deal with you!"
With that said, Xiao Kong threw out the Shinto sword in his hand. The moment the dark golden Shinto sword floated into the air, Xiao Kong inserted his hands into the center of the storm, jerked it, and pulled out two more long swords.
"Are these the three swords?" Gu Xiyu murmured to herself, "The future I predicted was indeed correct!"
One of the swords is completely green, as transparent and sparkling as an emerald, with rich vitality gushing out. However, this vitality is not real, but is transformed by a belief and spirit.
This sword is called the Sword of Humanity. It is the way of being a human being that Xiao Kong realized after living with humans for a long time, even getting to know and fall in love with a human woman, and finally giving birth to his own offspring.
The bloodline of the Gods is the basis for him to come to this world, but humanity is the basis for him to be able to stand on the Nebula Continent and survive in this world.
The way of God and the way of humanity are indispensable!
Without any one of them, there would be no small space as it is now.
The man in black in the crowd witnessed this scene, with a faint smile on his lips: "This kid is quite interesting. I didn't expect that he has such a thorough understanding of the ways of God and humanity. It would be great if he could use it for his own purposes..."
But when he thought of Li Hanxue, the man in black immediately gave up this idea. It can be said that Xiao Kong was trained by Li Hanxue, and Xiao Kong also had the stubbornness of Li Hanxue.
It is best not to let such people go, lest they cause more trouble in the future.
The last sword is like transparent air, colorless and formless. It seems to exist and not exist at the same time. It floats uncertainly. It is neither sharp nor harmful, nor does it have any terrifying power.
But it is the most terrifying sword. This sword is called the Sword of Heaven. Heaven is the most ruthless and its power is unpredictable. It will not pity anyone, but it may bring blessings to all living beings. Xiao Kong holds the Sword of Humanity in his left hand.
, holding the Tiandao sword in his right hand, and slowly brought the two swords together with the Shinto sword in the middle. After the three swords appeared, his face became obviously pale, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.
Holding these two swords seemed to have exhausted all his strength!