In the air, the two of them slowly fell down first glanced below.

In the ruins, Grandma Hua, who had been injured by the angel's holy light, saw the arrival of the two, and laughed wildly.

"The left and right masters are here, and now the Hei Shui City is completely finished."

The left and right hands of the God of Death, this is a name that scares the entire Kunlun position.

A few years ago, these two plague gods traveled everywhere, and wherever they passed was a sea of ​​blood.

Later, due to disagreement of ideas, the two brothers chose to enter the dark world with their left hand to pursue higher goals.

It is precisely because of this that the extraordinary battle many years ago had a great impact on him. Now this skeleton looks are the impact left by the war. Otherwise, his face would be much more handsome than the God of Death's right hand. After all, the legendary description of his appearance shocked the world and the earth.

In contrast, the God of Death's right hand has been much more casual for so many years. After he separated from his brothers, he searched for the powerful people who were withdrawn and liked to kill, gathered them together, forming an existence that made the entire Kunlun scared, and the gold medal killer group.

At this moment, the two plague gods stood together again, which was enough to show that they were determined to win against Hei Shui City.

The white-faced scholar-like Death God was the first to say with his right hand: "Left hand, haven't you always hated angels? I'll leave that guy on the ground to you. I'll open the turtle shell set by the old ghost."

After hearing this, Left Hand manipulated the sickle and then snorted coldly.

"It's just that I mean it." After saying that, dozens of chains shot out from the skeleton-like body of the God of Death's left hand, accurately shooting at the 6-winged angel.

Seeing this, the four elders of Feng, Rain, Thunder and Lightning were squeezing the magic formula at the same time, preparing to cast the Angel Holy Light again.

Unfortunately, the God of Death's left hand grew faster and before the four of them completed the magic trick, 10 chains had already penetrated the body of the 6-winged angel.

The gloomy death energy gradually lingers the entire body of the angel. As time goes by, the bodies of the four elders become slower, and the angel's state seems to be unable to continue to maintain.

On the other side, after watching his brother succeed with his right hand, he floated directly above the steel palace. The long sword in his hand kept flying and changing, and tens of thousands of afterimages gradually filled the entire area.

"The Great River Sword Intention, Ten Thousands of Swords Return to the Sect." In an instant, the ocean gathered by the sword energy poured down towards the protective cover outside the steel palace.

For a time, the loss of the protective cover suddenly dropped from 60% to 6%.

The strength of the top master is indeed terrifying. After so many people outside fought for more than twenty minutes, they could only wear down the protective cover by 40%.

But this guy in the sky only used one move, which was worth more than half an hour for everyone.

In the palace, the Black-clothed Sword Saint looked at the scene in front of him, and his fighting spirit surged in his heart.

Also as a swordsman, he really wanted to fight with the God of Death's right hand.

However, before this, he had to shoulder the responsibility of a guardian. He could only take action when the protective cover was completely destroyed. However, judging from the current situation, this moment is coming soon.

Before this, the Black-clothed Sword Saint looked at Alisa and the demon next to him.

Then he said in a deep voice: "You protect this place and don't let the miscellaneous people in the outside world disturb the inheritance. Leave that guy in the sky to me."

Hearing that the two girls, Lei Di and others nodded one after another.

At this time, they had formed a community of shared future with Heishui City. The only hope for survival is that Qin Lang completes the inheritance. Therefore, everyone present has no different intentions, and using their lives to persevere is what each of them will do.

And just as everyone was about to prepare, the overloaded protective cover finally couldn't resist it.

The next moment, the sword shadows as dense as raindrops poured down directly.

In response to this, the sword saint in black who had already been prepared smiled slightly, pulled out the iron sword in his hand quickly, and a red light curtain enveloped the entire steel palace.

The two of the "Arc Slash" collided, and the murderous aura erupted from the black-clothed swordsman offset the endless intent of the Great River sword.

The Black-clothed Sword Saint rushed out of the ripples and finally stayed opposite the God of Death's right hand.

When the God of Death saw the black figure with his right hand, his face showed a look of surprise.

"Who am I thinking it is? It can actually block my Dahe sword intent. It turns out to be black-clothed. This is not surprising, no wonder."

"Why, you, who have never appeared in the world for so many years, now choose to stand here. Is it because you have made some breakthroughs in your cultivation?"

Although this sounds like admiration, the Black-clothed Sword Saint understood that the guy in front of him was mocking him.

Speaking of which, the relationship between the two of them is not as shallow as between Wang Liang and Grandma Hua.

Before the Black-clothed Sword Saint stepped into the ancient ruins, these two top swordsmen of the world completed three wars.

The first two times the sword saint in black hit the Death God's right hand with the ultimate attack power generated by the murderous qi technique.

However, on the third time, the God of Death's right hand, with the help of his martial arts, broke through the fourth stage in one fell swoop, using his powerful cultivation to gain an advantage in the battle, defeating the Black-clothed Sword Saint who had only two stages of realms, and left trauma, causing the Black-clothed Sword Saint's realm to fall from the peak of the second stage to the early stage of the second stage, and it took several years to re-cultivate.

This kind of hatred for the Black-clothed Sword Saint is unforgettable. Now that the two enemies meet, the Black-clothed Sword Saint, who has always hated evil, will not talk too much nonsense.

I saw the black light shining on the iron sword.

The scene of giant swords crisscrossing reappeared. At the same time, endless murderous aura rolled in, instantly causing the people present to fall into fear.

"That's right. Your method of speed cultivation can actually reach the fourth stage, but it's a pity that I now have 5 mid-stage strength." "My body is like a sword, and the man and sword are one."

The God of Death shook his right hand and merged it into one with his long sword, becoming an existence that was enough to compete with the black giant sword.

Light and shadow intertwined, and before the two giant swords collided, the sky was torn apart, and more than half of the building complex of the Iron Palace was destroyed along with the sky.

At the same time, after Grandma Hua and other strong men saw that the Black-clothed Sword Saint was restrained by the right-handed master, they attacked the Iron Palace together.

The noise shocked the world, and dense figures gathered into a river and rushed towards Alisa and others.

At this point, the shocking battle broke out on the outskirts of the Iron Castle, and blood would fill the entire Iron Palace.

As strong men in the second stage of the Great Dao cultivation, Alisha and the other two went straight to the opponent's top master as soon as they made a move, while the other guardians tried hard to keep the entrance of the cave and prevent those ordinary soldiers from rushing in.

In the underground palace, all twelve guardian lamps were turned off.
Chapter completed!