"Run? Haha, a man was born between heaven and earth, and his ambition is like the Yangtze River running eastward to the sea. How can he live in depression for a long time under others?!"

At the same time, try to lower the opponent's health line as much as possible, and then look for opportunities to hit the target...hehe.

"If you dare to harm my master's life, you will die!!"

The living beings below, including the monks, did not react, and the figure with a sword that penetrated the sky and the earth was no longer there.

The muscles all over his body bulged and erupted with a terrifying momentum, as if the number one god of war in the three realms had escaped from time and space.

Especially the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect, they couldn't help but look in the direction of Liu Suzhen, with deep doubts in their eyes, as if to say: Headmaster, when did our Sword Spirit Sect have such a sword? Why are we almost dead?

Not used at all?

But soon he lost his composure.

The golden sword also came out of his hand.

"Master!!"

Below, the voices of all beings were filled with fear.

Could it be that the world was destroyed by this battle before they had time to be purged?

As for why he didn't show up with his true face, but put on Dong Zhuo's vest...

Although it comes from the human world, it is also a heavenly sword. Only those with both human and immortal qualities can use it.

He hesitated for a while, whether to release the two swords. With the two swords, he might be able to cause greater damage to the big evil spirit Yihe.

boom!

All the swords in the world soared into the air.

Especially for the Evil Sword, there is also a remnant soul of the Evil Sword Immortal inside. If she is released and starts causing trouble, there is no telling what will happen.

Such a change makes all living creatures change their minds. Such a battle is too shocking, but...

Yihe looked at the cracked hole in the tiger's mouth that had been shaken in the previous confrontation, and fierce murderous intent burst out in his eyes, "If I give you another ten years, maybe you can defeat me, but it's a pity that you will die here today!"

Bang.

Grass character sword technique!

At such an age, he has cultivated to the extreme level of the Mahayana stage, and still has a swordsmanship comparable to that of a true immortal. This is already very unworldly, but his swordsmanship can be improved again and again, and now it has even reached a point where he feels a great threat.

Unexpectedly, a monk named Dong Zhuo would appear now. He had already reached the extreme level of Mahayana at a young age, and he had also practiced swordsmanship to such an extent.

Wherever it passes, everything is destroyed.

Gathering towards Zhao Wuji.

Yue Jing couldn't control his emotions at all.

Otherwise, what if the Immortal Court knows what happened today?

Doesn't he have to face a behemoth like Xianting?

Zao Wuji felt that it would be better for him to be the handsome man behind the Sons of Luck and the Daughters of Luck, stimulating their potential at the right time.

In fact, although Yihe decided to cleanse the human world, he knew that there were some crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this world, and even the Emperor of Heaven was a little afraid of some of them, not to mention him.

A sword comes out.

"Devil-Suppressing God, come and fight!"

So now that you are here, die!

Zhao Wuji calmed down and continued to watch the battle.

In other words, this sword is at least the level of an immortal weapon!

The Sword Spirit Sect is so hidden!

I originally thought that the next one would be the little evil demon, so I just let him kill it together, thus completing the task of eradicating the evil species and cleansing the world, and he can return to heaven and return to life.

The aura on Zhao Wuji's body surged again.

"In terms of swordsmanship, no one I have fought against is stronger than you. Even the gods are not as good as you. I, Yihe, would like to call you the strongest genius in swordsmanship!"

"My power is greater than yours!"

"senior!"

Zhao Wuji, wearing Dong Zhuo's vest, stood up straight, with fierce sword intent erupting from his body, as if he was holding on to indomitable faith.

Boundless and majestic!

"What's this……"

Of course, it’s to keep a steady hand!

That terrifying sword intent seemed to open up the world.

Until.

This is easy to do. He has given up on the idea of ​​​​killing the opponent with one move anyway, and now he is sacrificing his incarnation to set buffs for the Sons of Luck and the Daughters of Luck.

The sword intent on his body became even more powerful, and there was one more terrifying vision of the forward swinging moves in the sky.

The void around him collapsed.

Yang Rui shouted violently.

At this moment, he felt something terrifying brewing behind him, and his consciousness swept away——

I saw a girl holding a huge six-color fire lotus in her hands. The fire light shone on her tear-stained face, reflecting the terrifying murderous intention.

At the same moment, a voice that seemed to span eternity resounded between heaven and earth:

"Nine Nether Yin Spirits, gods and demons in the heavens, sacrificed my blood body..."

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