"This is a very risky killing move. If it fails, this kid is doomed and there will be no possibility of a comeback!" Such words suddenly appeared in Sima Qianlong's mouth.
"How can you see it?" Sima Zungu asked on the side. Sima Qianlong said: "In order to condense these three swords, Su Mingkong has exhausted all his strength. The divine way is the power of blood, the human way is the belief, and the way of heaven is
In the future, Su Mingkong has already considered the most important thing he has as a warrior.
Everything he put into this move, if he still fails to kill Jian Wufeng, what else will he use to fight Jian Wufeng later?"
Sima Zun smiled and said: "It seems that our father and son have the same idea. If Su Mingkong is defeated, it will also be a good thing for our Tianwuzong."
Under the gaze of everyone, Xiaokong struggled to lift the Humane Sword and the Heavenly Sword in his hands, and brought them close together to fuse with the Divine Sword.
"Wufeng, take action quickly! We can't let him succeed!" Jian Wuhen on the side said, with a strange anxiety in his tone. Apparently he could also feel the terrifying power contained in Xiaokong's move.
Jian Wufeng waved the demon-drawing sword in his hand. The blade was like a wheel, frantically rubbing against the air. The countless sword wings on the sword turned into a rain of swords flying into the sky. At first, the rain of swords seemed to be broken, but after the blink of an eye, it became densely connected.
The thick threads rushed towards the three swords of God, Man and Heaven one after another. At the back, these dense thick threads were connected together, merged into one, and quickly evolved into
A huge torrent of sword blades completely submerged Xiaokong's people and sword. Xiaokong was trapped in the sword flow, panting, and his face was bloodless. In an instant, he suffered tens of thousands of sword cuts, and his body suddenly
Became torn apart, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, willing to sacrifice everything to ensure the safety of heaven, man, and God.
The three swords merge into one. But these three swords are born with a strong repulsive force. Especially when these three swords are fused together, this repulsive force is even more terrifying, as strong as the Supreme Being.
, it takes a lot of effort just to mention them, let alone
To fully integrate them.
"Hurry up and fuse it for me!"
Xiaokong raised his head to the sky and screamed, veins popped out in his arms, squeezing the three swords with all his strength. As the distance decreased, the power of thunder between the swords repeled each other.
"You were created by me, but you dare to disobey my will?"
Xiaokong opened his mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of divine blood on the Shinto sword. The dark golden Shinto sword immediately seemed to be resurrected, bursting out with a burst of intense golden light, shooting through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and penetrating the world from north to south.
The dark thunder between the swords was directly swept away by the invincible golden light and ceased to exist! Xiaokong pushed forward with both hands and easily combined the three swords of heaven and humanity. The moment the three swords touched,
Just like fresh flesh and blood, they were quickly wrapped together and turned into a sword that was half green gold and half transparent, floating above Xiaokong's head.
superior.
Many Heavenly Lords and Supremes looked at the top of Xiaokong's head, with confused expressions on their faces, because they did not understand what the cause was.
Even Luo Jiexian and the Demon Emperor, a powerful and well-informed person, looked blank and thoughtful.
"Mom, what is this?" Li Yunqian asked in confusion, "Why does this strange thing appear on Su Mingkong's head?"
Gu Xiyu said: "All of this was transformed by his own magical power. Xiaokong used his life to activate the peerless magical power, and finally succeeded. Now that all the energy has returned to the body, he and Jian Wufeng will be able to fight!" Jian Wufeng!
Without saying a word, Feng swung out the terrifying imperial power from the Demon Drawing Sword, and the entire world suddenly fell from a colorful world into darkness. The real world seemed to have completely stagnated at this moment, and the same was true for the spiritual world.
.
They only saw a black wave cutting towards the strange sword above Xiao Kong's head at an incredible speed.
"boom……"
The moment the emperor's power struck the Tianren Dao Sword, there was an earth-shaking loud noise, the Heavenly Sword Dao field shook, and the end seemed to be coming.
"Did you make it?"
Such thoughts emerged in Jian Wuhen and Jian Wenxin's minds involuntarily. But they soon realized that they were wrong. An unharmed Xiao Kong was still standing in front of them, and the strange weapon above his head
The sword was not destroyed by Jian Wufeng. Instead, it was slowly inserted into Xiao Kong's head, directly
It penetrated into his spine. A chill ran down Xiaokong's spine, but his heart was extremely hot. It seemed as if there were ten thousand angry beasts living in his heart, which could burst out of his body at any time. The belief in humanity was condensed in his right hand and integrated with his arm. The way of heaven
The luck condenses in the left hand, which governs and punishes all living beings.
The powerful, angry divine blood is boiling, the power of the divine way flows into the torso, and Jian Wufeng's sword demon form makes the anger in Xiao Kong's heart involuntarily reach its peak.
This is not Xiaokong's own anger, but the anger born from the blood of the Gods. The Gods cannot be blasphemed, let alone a mere mortal!
At the moment when the three swords of Heaven and Humanity were integrated into the body, Xiaokong stretched out his right finger and pointed forward a little. The dark golden light and green light cut through the void and swept directly on the Demon Drawing Sword, sending a swarm of flying sparks into the sky.
Under this blow, the extremely strong Demon Drawing Sword shed all its wings in an instant and turned back into the bare Demon Drawing Sword of the past, almost exposing the core imperial weapon!
Jian Wufeng's huge body, which was three feet high, actually retreated dozens of feet with the Demon Drawing Sword. He was almost forced to the edge of the Heavenly Sword Dojo. His sharp sword feet pulled out six long and deep ravines on the ground before he managed to escape.
He stabilized his body shape.
"What a powerful force!"
Jian Wufeng was startled, and he raised his body half-up, preparing to adjust his posture, but Xiaokong didn't give Jian Wufeng a chance to adjust at all!
As soon as the idea came up, Xiao Kong's third and fourth dark golden light had already hit. Jian Wufeng had to use the Demon Drawing Sword to block it. However, he had no way to resist Xiao Kong's attack that was already approaching him.
"The Sword of Heaven and Humanity, three swords in one!"
Xiaokong's face instantly turned red, and his strength increased with his energy and blood. The Sword of God, the Sword of Humanity, and the Sword of Heaven were shot out from the chest, right arm, and left arm respectively, combining into one sword, and then pierced Jian Wufeng's thick flesh.
Body!
Xiaokong slowly raised the Heavenly Human Dao Sword and tilted it toward the sky. Jian Wufeng's huge body was hung on the long Heavenly Human Dao Sword. The two people standing still formed a perfect image with the sword intent dancing in the sky.
A sharp contrast! A sense of sadness suddenly filled Tianjian Peak, which seemed to herald the end of the hero and the fall of a generation of masters. All the disciples of the Sword Burial Pavilion involuntarily stood up and looked at their master.