As the saying goes, putting death on the back, so when the cultivators fight each other, one side will fight to the death at the last moment, trying to turn defeat into victory. This is human nature, but no one would have thought that Murong and this desperate sword would be so powerful.

Every monk has his own strengths, and every monk has his own strengths. And the more he is really good at fighting, the more he knows how to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses.

Zhao Yu was born into a battle, so Muronghe broke out until this time when the battle broke out, he stabbed a real sword.

In order to stab the sword, Murong He's internal organs were upside down, his entire left arm was cut off, and there was no trace of intact on his body, and even the entire sword inheritance was cut off in half.

At this price that no one could bear, this sword finally appeared in front of Zhao Yu.

In the Sitian Tower of Shenjing City, in the huge mountain and sea drawings on the top of the tower, infinite blood light emitted outward, illuminating the entire huge space in the tower, like rising and falling in the sea of ​​blood.

At the center of the entire scroll is a sword. Using the powerful power of the mountain and sea chart, the people in the Sitian Tower can even see the trajectory of the leap in the space bubble after the sword Murong He is holding disappears, and at the same time, they can feel the infinite power of the sword in front of Zhao Yu.

"Please wake up the mountain and sea map, and at the same time, join hands with all officials to move the space to the place where His Majesty is standing."

Li Chunfeng's extremely old shout resounded throughout the Sitian Tower. Then he lifted the Yuan-Suan Coffin below and lifted the huge bronze coffin directly onto his shoulders. Just as he was about to take the next move, he heard a clear voice belonging to Sima Annan from beside him:

"Mr. Li, Your Majesty once said that this is his battle to break through his cultivation level. Therefore, I think this is the opportunity that Your Majesty has been waiting for. It is extremely important to Your Majesty, and don't act rashly!"

After Sima Annan finished speaking, Li Chunfeng did not hesitate and directly looked at the back in front of him wearing palace clothes, and said:

"Empress?"

Yanzhi looked inside the mountain and sea drawing scroll, her face remained unchanged, but looking at the rapidly approaching sword, Zhao Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter. At this moment, the girl felt the excitement and excitement of the young emperor, so she gently spit out a word:

"wait!"

This faint word of slightness made everyone in the Sitian Tower feel a sudden slap in their hearts, like a heavy hammer hitting. However, for Zhao Yu at this time, he had no time to care about all this, because Murong and the last sword of Feixian brought him an unprecedented sense of oppression and murderous intent.

In Zhao Yu's perception, everything around seemed to disappear, all sounds, all scenes and light disappeared, and the young emperor seemed to have come to an independent space stripped out. In this space, there were only blood swords piercing towards his eyebrows, and Murong He holding this sword.

Within Zhao Yu's spiritual reaction, the sword that stabbed towards his eyebrows was not fast, but was like a child, holding a sword slowly and stabbing slowly. However, when the young emperor wanted to react, no matter how Zhao Yu controlled it, his body remained motionless.

This extremely strange sword directly cut off the interaction between Zhao Yu's soul and his body.

The soul is peeled off!

"I'm scared to death. Why did I encounter such a strange thing as soon as I woke up?"

Suddenly, a childish childish voice sounded directly in Zhao Yu's mind, with deep surprise. Then Shanhaitu Taiping continued to speak, with solemnity in the childish voice:

"Your Majesty, I can understand that this sword that stabbed you is so sharp, but why is there such a great resentment? This resentment has made the sky change color. Could it be that Your Majesty has pierced a hole in the sky?"

The mountains and seas that had just woken up were peaceful, and the confused look disappeared at this moment. It was true that it felt extremely difficult to face this sword. Then Zhao Yu's calm response sounded directly:

"I don't need to poke a hole in the sky, it just cut off the entire inheritance of the sword path."

As soon as this statement came out, the mountains and seas were directly in silence.

In the soul space, the passage of time was slowed down as much as the limit, so it took a long time before Taiping's voice continued to sound:

"His Majesty."

As soon as the two words "Taiping" were said, Zhao Yu's glorious emperor sounded suddenly in the entire space:

"You don't have to take action, I will do it myself. In this world, I have absolute confidence that no one can strip my soul away, even if I gather the endless resentment of the entire sword path collapsed.

"Because of my will, my will is as hard as iron, because of me, I am the lord of Daxia, because of me, I have long carried a country!"

After the Emperor of Glory finished speaking, the silver country in the deepest part of Zhao Yu's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly expanded outward, and the infinite pure silver light swept across all directions, completely crushing the darkness in this soul-exile space.

What is even more crucial is that under the unprecedented sharpness and pressure, the seed that had been dormant for half a year in the soil in front of the ancient ruins crystal finally broke through the indestructible shackles and broke out directly, and turned into a peach blossom in a blink of an eye to bloom.

This peach blossom is bright red, and its color is exactly the same as the cinnabar pattern on the road between Zhao Yu's eyebrows. It is the color of Tao!

Break through the ground, sprout, and bloom, and it is done in one go in an instant.

When peach blossoms bloom, it is the state of birth and death of the palm!

The next moment, in everyone's heart-wrenching eyes, the young emperor who was originally a dark golden imperial robe flying and allowed the blood sword to approach the eyebrows, but was still motionless. The ebony-like black eyes suddenly moved, and the right hand that Zhao Yu slapped forward was also moving.

Ancient taboo magical powers. Super shock sound waves.

Ancient taboo magical powers. Inviolable.

Accompanied by a silver arc of light spreading backwards and the vast and infinite repulsive force, the last sword that Murong He stabbed stopped at an inch from Zhao Yu's brow burning with the flames of the Great Dao.

A short distance, a far distance from the world!

The last sword Feixian did not pierce into the flesh and blood body, which means that everything is about to settle.

After breaking through the realm, Zhao Yu felt that the whole world around him had been torn apart, and he could easily pluck the string-like law between heaven and earth in every move. Then he pointed at the front again.

Ancient taboo magical powers. Rapid cooling.

On Murong and his bloody body, countless frost appeared, and then spread in all directions. In a blink of an eye, they all frozen and frozen, and then Zhao Yu held his right hand forward with a slight grasp, and an extremely strange staff slowly emerged from the void.

Rather than calling it a staff, it is more appropriate to call it a sickle, because at the top is a demonic sheep's head, and the head of the sheep's head forms an ice-blue blade.

It is called evil scythe!

Then Zhao Yu held the holy weapon that all the world's magic practitioners had dreamed of, and slowly walked to Murong He, looking at Murong He's ordinary face ahead, and fell into silence.

After a breath, the young emperor waved his evil sickle and slashed down.

Under everyone's extreme horror, the sickle turned into a blue arc, cutting off the completely frozen Feixian sword in Murong He's hand, and it was also the last sword in Daxia Jiandao.

After a click, the blood sword broke and fell, and at the same time, a faint emperor voice resounded throughout the void:
Chapter completed!