After many preparations and many heroics, it finally came to a decisive battle to defeat the demon. At the moment when the true martial spirit spread widely, there was a buzzing sound of the sword that shook the universe, and the emperor's sword instantly transformed into a galaxy that penetrated the sky, carrying thousands of gods.
Powerful to decapitate the Demon King.
Ye Xingge's face was as heavy as water, and his long halberd stood upright like a towering tree, clearly standing up against the sky and the earth. His powerful internal force weaved a giant web into the sky, and there was no flaw in the flexibility, which completely eliminated the enemy's offensive.
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The Demon Lord Sword Emperor's first move was a majestic and majestic move that shook the entire world. All he could see was smoke, dust and stone debris flying down. Even the entire Zhenwu Temple could not withstand the power of such gods and demons.
There was no distinction between swords and halberds. Sima Yu was relieved and his momentum became stronger, and the light on his sword suddenly became three points sharper. The sword light was scattered like the Milky Way pouring out, and thousands of cold stars shone across the world, almost turning into a dark night.
Bright as day.
Ye Xingge was trapped in a thousand layers of sword curtains, but he was strolling leisurely, calmly, and the evil halberd "Three Way Crossing" was drawn vertically and horizontally, not only swallowing up the sword light, but also going upstream, directly breaking through the sword energy.
center.
There was another move between the lightning and stone fire, and the light of Jun Yu's sword suddenly dimmed, and a faint mournful sound came out.
Ye Xingge's body trembled at the same time, the pace of his attack inexplicably slowed down, and a bone-chilling chill clearly spread from the trembling of the halberd's blade.
Amid the collapse of broken bricks and rubble, Master Wuque's Fang Lanling coughed slightly and said, "The 'Frost Sky Dawn Horn' that Master Ye had just now was made from the cold wrought iron of the Tianshan Mountains. Even a top master can't."
It’s hard to resist the coldness inside, so if you still want to escape, you’ll have to do it quickly.”
His words were sarcastic, and he had a bamboo in his chest. At this moment, he heard Ye Xingge drink angrily, and his whole body's energy suddenly surged like a boil.
Immediately, there was only a "bang" explosion, and the body-penetrating cold sword "Frost Sky Dawn Horn" instantly disintegrated, fragments and bloody flowers scattered in all directions, with the potential to reduce everything around it to powder.
The peerless demon king did not hesitate to self-destruct with a decisive blow, even as powerful as the Sword Emperor of Xijiang, it was difficult for him to lift his sword. In less than a blink of an eye, the bloody and broken sword had already broken through the attack, and a meteor penetrated the emperor's sword curtain like a meteor.
The moment the two swords clashed, a humming and mournful cry shook the entire audience. The Imperial Sword Lord was unable to resist the unparalleled demonic power and was broken into two pieces on the spot!
Even though Sima Yu prided himself on being the pinnacle of the sword world, he really had no way of coping at this moment. He was dumbfounded as the broken sword had already struck, and the blood mist dispersed violently, barely scratching the side of his neck.
In the moment of life and death, he was reincarnated as a human being. At that moment, he didn't know whether to regret the death of the Emperor Sword or to be grateful for his own survival.
Sima Yuzheng was having mixed feelings when he heard a miserable groan coming from the opposite side. The handsome figure in white staggered back a few steps and then stumbled away.
Xuan Yi was stained with blood, and his halberd stood on the ground. A trace of undisguised contempt flashed across the corner of Ye Xingge's mouth. He took a deep breath, and then sneered: "The young people have retreated in the face of difficulty, and there is only one left."
Self-righteous 'old enemy', do you really have the guts to take this great head from me?"
Sima Yu's face was as hard as iron, and he looked at his eyes and said calmly: "At the end of the powerful crossbow, it is difficult to penetrate Lu Zhen. If you still have the ability to swing the three-way crossing, I will die in peace today."
Ye Xingge paused for a moment, then finally withdrew his palm and let go of the standing evil halberd. His body swayed slightly and he whispered softly: "Then how can you, who suddenly lost the sword of the soul, compete with me?"
Sima Yu's face tightened, and he suddenly drew his chest with his parallel fingers. In an instant, the pure and holy energy emerged spontaneously. As the sword energy surged, he could only hear his emotionless voice saying: "Since you admire Di Cangqiong's swordsmanship,
, then you will have no regrets if you are defeated by this sword."
A look of surprise appeared on Ye Xingge's face, and he mused: "The sword of the Holy Buddha has both form and spirit. It is indeed authentic. I am not surprised that Di Cangqiong has such a broad mind, but you actually have such a sense of swordsmanship."
, it really makes me admire you with admiration."
Sima Yu frowned and suddenly shouted: "Put down the woman in your arms and use all your energy to fight me. I may consider keeping your body intact."
Ye Xingge seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. When he turned his palms, a strand of black hair had already condensed between his fingers, and said in a cold voice: "You - you don't deserve it."
An evil aura passed over Sima Yu's face, and then he saw four winds, and the sword aura turned into a violent surge. The power of the holy demon and the heart of the sword tempered, triggering the thunder in the sky, angrily killing the mortal enemy in front of him, vowing to do justice for heaven and make all demon kings
The soul is destroyed.
Ye Xingge stands tall and proud, clearly facing the mountains and rivers. A strand of hair is twirling around his fingers, like soft catkins floating in the willows. He is helpless but full of murderous intent. Just like the vast swamp of Shen Yuan, boundless, daring to violate the boundaries.
The only way out is to drown.
The final battle begins a new chapter. Both sides have no reservations. One has the ambition to slander the Tao and the Buddha, but relies on the true martial arts to fully display the sword law. The other has the intention to poison the world and only controls a ray.
The black hair plays with the separation between yin and yang.
The boundless sword intent was unbridled, and the thousand-year-old ruins were completely destroyed. The entire Zhenwu Temple was already crumbling amid the flying sand and rocks. The broken walls and ruins could no longer support the sea and sky beams.
Suddenly, there was only a loud bang, and the ancient temple was finally in ruins amid the smoke and dust!
In the ruins, two figures in the middle of a fierce battle were seen rising from the sky, with swords blazing across the sky, and it was unclear how many reincarnations they had experienced.
The unparalleled sword wind stirred up sand and dust all over the sky, as if a towering pavilion had been built out of thin air. It seemed as if the ruins of Zhenwu were immortal, leaving only the soul to witness this moment of decisive battle!
The two figures raised their energy to the top, and then Lingxu Buchen showed off their amazing skills again. Their majestic postures in the air were like the gods descending, and the shadows of their swords fell staggered, never letting the opponent down.
The odds of life and death may have been dimmed, but there is only a burning will to fight in my heart. If I don't behead the enemy, I swear there will be no way back!
The sword's will was unyielding, fertile blood was flowing, and before he knew it, a hundred moves had been made. The Demon Lord and Sword Emperor both stepped into the dust, and their eyes turned blood red as they panted violently.
Sima Yu was still panting, and suddenly pointed his sword at Ye Xingge's eyebrows, and roared in a muffled voice: "How? Do you still dare to say that I am not worthy of killing you?"
Ye Xingge's body trembled slightly, and he exhaled a breath of cold air as his lips and teeth moved. He put his hand on his chest and slowly shook his head and said: "Your sword heart has gone astray. Even if you have great achievements, you are just a slave to the sword. Di Cangqiong's
The sword technique cannot exert its power at all, how dare you try to kill me?"
Sima Yu's whole body was full of rage, and he shouted angrily: "You bastard! Even the most evil demon dares to speak nonsense, this move will definitely bring disaster to you!"
After saying that, I saw Sima Yu's hands converging with his sword fingers. The invisible sword energy divided the world, one hard and one soft, turning and converging, straight like a whirlpool hanging upside down in the sky, and facing Ye Xingge with his head covered.
The yin and yang follow each other, the sun and the moon shine together, which is the supreme form of destroying demons. At this time, I saw Ye Xingge pointing his eyebrows, the evil spirit of Shura turned into the vast Buddha Yuan, and the pure and holy light slowly appeared, just like the eyes of the sky suddenly opened, shining brightly
mortal world.
"Nawu Sa Duo Nan. San Miao San Bo Tuo. Ju Hao Nan. Ta Nephew. Om. Zhe Ru Zhu Ru. Zhunti. Sa Po He!"
The sound of the mantra was chanting to my Buddha, and when the demon-slaying sword was approaching, it seemed to encounter an invisible obstacle. The sword energy reversed one after another, and in the midst of the twists and turns, only a cloud of smoke and dust was thrown up to blind the eyes.