Chiu...

Chichi...

The light sound of the knife rubbing against the scabbard is particularly clear between heaven and earth.

In everyone's eyes.

Under the evil dragon.

Xia Ji slowly opened his eyes, and his hand held the handle of Bai Zhan Dao. Half an inch of the knife was released, and an unimaginable murderous aura burst out from it.

Even if it is a thousand meters away, it can be felt in the breath of death.

His arms were filled with bright golden colors.

This is the immortal golden body.

"King the Land!"

The Ninth Sword, rule the world.

The sword is the Tao.

The knife finally pulled to the end. In the dusk, it was no longer a knife, but a ball of light that symbolized death.

but.

What Murong Tianlong saw was completely different from what others saw.

He saw a strange phantom sewn from the beauty's fairest cheeks, which were soaked in the water, burnt and even mixed with magma. He appeared behind his opponent.

The phantom looked like a woman, making a terrifying laugh.

As his opponent drew his sword, the laughter became more and more crazy and came into his ears.

An unimaginable dead aura pounced on his opponent.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, and in an instant, the phantom disappeared just now.

Only a piece of knife wrapped in the breath of death was left, slashing through the space and slashing towards his own life.

He is like an evil dragon.

Then, the one who came out of the sword was like the emperor of the Kingdom of Death, and was Pluto!

Evil Dragon vs. Pluto!

Hundred battle swords vs. Cold and beautiful saw.

The two figures intertwined together.

The wind seemed to explode.

It turned into a violent vortex, swept quickly towards the surroundings with the sword of two people as the center.

The grass grows like being harvested, but is stirred up again.

For a moment.

The two of them were hundreds of meters around them, and they were filled with broken grass, dust and mud and stones flying all over the sky.

The turbulent sound of wind and thunder explodes from time to time in areas where others can no longer focus on their sight.

"Retreat five hundred meters!"

The general who was temporarily transferred from Beiliangzhou of the Great Wei Dynasty hurriedly raised his hand.

His eyes showed horror.

These two people have not reached Tianyuan or Tongxuan, just so terrifying. If they step on this, wouldn’t they reach the sky in one step?

But if you think about it carefully, which Tongxuan was not a stunning and beautiful person back then?

If you want to break through the shackles of mortals, who is not one in a million?

Their existence is a miracle in itself.

It is the limit of humanity.

In their eyes, the place where the two of them had fought had turned into a huge "covered area", flying sand and stones, dancing wildly, and the setting sun cast a quiet and miserable red on this area.

The general raised his hand again and sang: "No, retreat a thousand meters."

The Yan State army also retreated with great understanding.

The eldest Mr. Feng Rui frowned: "No wonder this little beast speaks wildly. He is a little capable, but why is his aura so fierce?"

While talking, he pulled the reins and stepped back, looking at the area where the sword was full of energy, it seemed like it was Lingchi. If an ordinary person accidentally entered it, he would be like being cut off by thousands of thin knives in an instant, as if he was tortured by Lingchi.

When!!! When!!! When!!! When!!! When!!!

The two people in the center of the stage made very few swords, but each sword was exaggerated so unimaginable to the ordinary people in the world.

Neither Xia Ji nor Murong Tianlong felt uncomfortable at this moment.

Xia Ji slightly controlled some strength, such as the poisonous Qilin, and the extra four Jiazi explosive power of the four doors of the screen.

If he really puts all his strength into it.

Then it should be his own 387 years of skill, plus the 240 years of skill added after the four doors of the screen opened, plus the 1 unit of death energy of the sword intent, and the terrifying poison gas of the alien poison Qilin, this kind of sword is his strongest blow at this time.

However, he left some trump cards, so he only used five Jiazi's skills and combined with the energy of death to kill Murong Tianlong.

But even so, Xia Ji was still a little awesome because his opponent's strength was actually at the same level as him for a short time.

It feels like he is not fighting someone.

But one man and one dragon.

That dragon is the sword in his hand, right?

Xia Ji was not shocked.

Murong Tianlong was not shocked either, because he felt that he was in a state of madness now.

His originally handsome and thin face became more and more evil, and black smoke began to rise from his seven orifices. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot.

The evil dragon in the cold saw was extremely excited and was roaring wildly in his mind.

How can a human head bear the roar of a dragon?

Murong Tianlong felt that every second was extremely painful.

The three swords that were originally scheduled have been completed, but the other party is still alive.

"Little Evil Relic!! The Demon Buddha's amplitude!"

A knife sets apart.

In the wind, sand and grass leaves dancing wildly in the sky, Murong Tianlong held eighteen human bone rosary beads tightly in his left hand. The true energy was flowing, and a blood-red air flow turned around the rosary counterclockwise.

In an instant, there was a "bang bang bang" burst.

Eighteen human bone rosary beads exploded almost at the same time.

There were eighteen rays of gold and black mixed with the air flow that coexisted with sacred and evil rose up, and then shot into Murong Tianlong's body from the seven orifices.

The black smoke was pressed down on the black smoke. Murong Tianlong held the demon sword and cold saw in both hands, and the power was inserted into the ground again.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer human.

It was a ruthless evil spirit that was mixed with evil dragons, demon Buddhas, and the people he killed over the years.

The texture accompanied by golden and black colors suddenly appeared under the skin on his face, turning into a simple array pattern.

This is the amplification formation of Xiao Xie Relic.

It is also Murong Tianlong's trump card.

The Demon Buddha amplification array is paired with the Evil Dragon Sword.

"Diet!!"

The spider-like texture was born from Murong Tianlong's feet.

He lifted the knife and leaped, like a vast evil dragon opening his eyes, opening his mouth, revealing his fangs.

Xia Ji is not afraid.

He also jumped up.

When we meet on a narrow road, I will not take a step back.

The Dark Gold Sword was exercising the power of crazy operation. Suddenly, Liujiazi's internal strength was fully improved, and his aura was no longer restrained and he was released.

Knife against knife, I don’t know how many times it will be.

boom!!!

The sky thunder exploded, as if it was descending from the Nine Sky Milky Way!

Even the two armies who were far away felt the thrilling excitement.

The dust of grass leaves exploded and shot rapidly towards the surroundings, and the leaves were like flying knives.
To be continued...