The seventh form of the Heavenly Sword, Dongjitian.

Before, the stars hung upside down, the sun and the moon alternated, and the mountains and seas shook.

But now, everything has disappeared.

The vast and mysterious sky gradually appeared, like a knife cutting down.

The sword intent burst out, shaking the earth.

The river of death and silence rolls out and can flood the Tianyin Sect at any time.

It's just that the stars fell on Tianyin Sect and pushed back the river of death.

Sicheng looked at the sky, and the heaven and earth that suddenly appeared came down with endless suppressive power.

Xiao Sansheng was as small as an ant under the knife.

There is no power to fight back.

"Uncle?" Xu Bai asked immediately.

He was not in the middle of the battle, but even looking at him from a distance, he had a feeling of heart palpitations.

Terrified all over.

"The gap is too big." Sicheng said.

Anyone with eyes can see how huge the gap is between Xiao Sansheng and Dong Jitian.

It's like a natural chasm, insurmountable.

Hong Yuye, who was watching the battle below, kept looking at the sky, and the tea beside him had turned cold at some point.

In the dark, the old smoker took a heavy drag on his cigarette, a little unbelievable: "At the beginning of the fight, I thought that Xiao Sansheng wouldn't be able to hold on for long, but I didn't expect that Dongji Tian had already used such a move."

At this time, everyone saw the vast world cut down and enveloping Jiang Hao.

People watching from the outside cannot personally experience the seventh form of the Heavenly Sword.

At this time, Jiang Hao looked at the falling seventh form of the Heavenly Sword and felt that he was being squeezed and chopped into pieces.

escape.

This is the most direct feeling in his heart.

We must escape from here.

Otherwise you will definitely die.

He felt despair in his heart, but his body moved forward involuntarily.

The corners of his mouth even started to crack.

This is funny.

Reason told him to run away quickly, otherwise he would be doomed.

But the subconscious mind of his body burst out with an unprecedented fighting spirit.

Even if you die, you can't take even one step back.

Heavenly Sword and Heavenly Sword did not escape from the battlefield.

After escaping and facing the opponent, he couldn't pull out the knife in his hand.

So for the sake of your own sword, you must not escape.

Even if you die!

In an instant, Jiang Hao abandoned all thoughts and walked away with the heavenly sword in hand.

The first move of the Heavenly Sword is to cut the moon.

A full moon appeared.

Just the moment it touched that patch of sky, the moonlight shattered.

The second form of the Heavenly Sword, Zhenshan.

Hundreds of thousands of mountains and seas collapsed.

The third form of the Heavenly Sword, Meteor.

The stars are annihilated.

Asked in the fifth form of Heavenly Sword.

The earthworm shakes the tree.

The sixth form of Heavenly Sword, Galaxy.

The endless stars are dim and broken.

Looking at all this, Jiang Hao wielded the last knife he knew how to do.

The fourth form of Heavenly Sword, no regrets.

However, the moment he rushed into the range of the seventh form, all his strength was crushed.

The ruthless knife intent penetrated his body.

Severe pain spread throughout the body, and the feeling of despair came instantly.

It made him suffocate even more.

Blood spilled and flesh turned into mist.

Even if he held the Heavenly Sword in his hand to support himself, he could not stop the attack from coming.

"It's useless. You have too little knowledge to understand what heaven is, and no one has left a trace for you."

Dongjitian's voice came.

Jiang Hao could hardly hear what he said.

Holding the knife tightly in his hand, the feeling in his body told him that he still had one last knife left to cut.

but

No matter what, he could never make this cut.

It was as if his body was restraining him.

He kept reviewing the secret manual of the Seven Styles of Heavenly Sword.

But all the records about the seventh form in my mind remained unchanged and were all blank.

In the seventh form, he cannot know anything.

Except for that name.

But the seventh form cannot be performed with just the name.

He couldn't figure it out for a while.

Perhaps it really requires sufficient knowledge and experience in the endless sword skills of heaven and earth before you can reflect the magic formula for the seventh form.

But I have nothing.

Feeling the unbearable pain in his body, Jiang Hao wanted to use sword skills to resist.

But he had already used all the first six moves of the Heavenly Sword, and there was nothing he could do.

This is also a manifestation of the sword's will.

If you add cultivation.

You will disappear in an instant.

A rumble came.

A clicking sound followed, the sound of broken bones in the body.

But he didn't back down.

I want to break through the constraints of my body and cut out the knife in my heart.

But there is no sword technique, no sword style, no world sword technique as the basis, no other people's sword style to guide, nothing can be swung out at all.

I can only hold on to the knife in my hand tightly, refusing to give up or admit defeat.

The endless unwillingness could only make him grit his teeth and hold on for dear life.

But the physical restraint has not weakened.

The Heavenly Sword can never wield a new sword.

Feeling the sound of breaking from his body, Jiang Hao opened his eyes wide and looked at the endless sky.

He felt that there was a complete sky behind the other person.

It can be locked.

Lock the sky.
To be continued...