The cyan sword light condensed and formed in front of Sui Feng's body, with a "snort" sound of breaking through the air, and went straight to what is the way.

The infinite brilliant blue light really looked like the blue light fell from the towering nine clouds. I don't know how many vertical and horizontal sword lights are mixed in this blue light, each sword light is separated, but it is connected by qi and machine, and it is impossible to tell whether this sword light is one or not for a while.

The sword qi couldn't stop rolling in the blue light, and it actually emitted bursts of sultry fairy sounds.

He Weidao frowned, and his ears automatically closed to eliminate all kinds of sounds from the outside world. Let the fairy sound be charming, he is not moved at all.

With a flick of his wrist, he wanted to take back the cuffs that had been in his sleeves.

Now that Sui Feng has been freed from the space he has blocked, then the skill he has in his sleeve is not of much use. And he also saw that the target of the sword with the wind was his own sleeve.

"I don't think about stopping it now, but it's too late!"

How could Sui Feng make him take his sleeve robe back so easily? As he spoke, dozens of swords came out in succession, each sword was a blue fall and a shocking nine heavens. The infinite blue light surrounded the sleeve robe in front of Sui Feng, giving He Weidao no room to dodge at all.

"Shhh

Although He Weidao took back part of his sleeve robe, he was still hit by the sword light that followed the wind. After a soft sound, I saw that He Weidao's sleeves were directly shocked into invisible fine dust, and they were blown by the strength of the confrontation between them, and they didn't know where they were scattered.

"Humph!"

He Weidao saw that he was missing a sleeve. His face was gloomy, and he snorted angrily. As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, the palm of his palm was pressed down towards the cyan sword that came with the wind, and he heard a series of "crackling" sounds, and the sword light with the wind was directly crushed by him with one hand.

Although He Weidao grabbed the sword light that followed the wind, the Qinglian sword technique was passed down by the poet Immortal Taibai. has endless divine might, although there is a huge difference between Sui Feng and his strength at this moment, but it also left sword marks and wounds on He Weidao's palm.

"This little trick can actually hurt Poor Dao!" He Weidao saw a little blood oozing from his palm, his brows jumped, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

Look at it with the wind. My heart was also shaken. He even used the mysterious scabbard. It was only a little epidermis on his palm, and the strength of this Dao was inevitably too terrifying.

While thinking, his body shook and he took a few steps back.

"The Emperor's weather is unparalleled. But in your hands, you have not even exerted half of your strength. It's really a tyrannical thing. I'll let you see you today. What is the real weather?"

He Wei's clear words sounded again, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the true power of his whole body gradually condensed. It turned into a rising true qi, rising from the Baihui acupoint above his head, and the whole transformation turned into a jet-black Xuanguang.

As soon as this dark light came out, the already dark surroundings became even darker, like a large dark cloud enveloping what is the Dao in it.

Watching with the wind, he took a few steps back.

"Sword of Killing, Cheng!"

He Wei snorted and pinched a Dao seal in his hand. Suddenly, the pitch-black clouds above his head suddenly coalesced towards the center. In the blink of an eye, it turned from virtual to solid, and it condensed into the shape of a long sword.

"Oh no, this is killing weather!Has his communication with Sirius reached such a level?" Blu-ray exclaimed, and the cry could not be subdued for a long time.

Sirius has been regarded as a demon star since ancient times, and it is located in the southeast of the main killing phenomenon. Every time Sirius is real, there will be strife in the world. What is this Dao is Sirius Nether, although he has not completely recovered the memory of his previous life, and is completely connected to Sirius Qi and integrated into one, but somehow he has restored his former killing atmosphere.

Although this killing weather is not as unique as the weather of the Great Emperor with the wind, it is also one of the top weather.

As soon as the killing sword was completed, a large amount of murderous aura came into being in the surrounding void. The breath rolled, like a wave, spread out to the surroundings, and for a while, the grass and trees were sad, and the wind and clouds changed color. The sky above his head darkened entirely, and the bright moon in the sky was dyed with a layer of blood at some point, other than that. All that remained was the big star hanging high in the southwest direction, symbolizing killing and calamity.

The killing sword in front of He Weidao's body gradually became more staring, and the killing power that spread out with it was even more awe-inspiring.

"Broken!"

The more the situation is delayed now, the more unfavorable it will be to the wind, and even if he knows it, he will not hesitate to do it with all his might.

Outside the body with the wind, faintly floated a looming ancient seal characters, that one by one the seal characters rotated and overlapped each other, and I don't know how many there are at a glance.

Suddenly, a seal character detached from his body and spun around. Spinning, rapidly magnifying, only then did I see clearly, but it was a peerless "broken" word. The word is printed with a stroke and a silver hook painted with iron, which is extraordinary.

There was a "buzzing" sound, and it was already churning out, but it was clinging to the mysterious scabbard in Suifeng's hand.

"Edgeworth Swings in the Sky!"

The clear cheer sounded again, and the scabbard in his hand trembled as if it was in response to his shouting, and the sound of a sword groan.

"This killing sword of the poor path is still the first time to be used, but you are fortunate to be able to comprehend its unparalleled power for the first time!"

He Wei Dao waved his hand, and the sword of killing immediately flew up. The dark black light flowed back and forth above the blade, revealing a palpitating aura. As soon as the Dao handprint changed, the long sword turned the tip of the sword and pointed straight at the wind. The incomparable sword light swung around and swept towards the void where the wind was.

It is fundamentally different from ordinary sword moves, but this sword is not aimed at the wind, but at the void where the wind stands!

This sword cut down must be the end of the shattered void, even the void does not exist, and the things that exist with the help of the void naturally do not exist.

Sui Feng's eyes were blazing, and his heart was obviously under great pressure, but his face did not put the sword in front of him in his eyes at all.

Very firmly, he raised the scabbard in his hand, and instead of retreating, he went straight towards the sword of killing.

Seven-colored rays of light, a thread, swayed out from the scabbard in his hand one by one. But he was still unconscious, and all he could do in his heart was to swing the sword in the center of his hand as best he could.

Bang!

Two peerless sword lights collided!

The figures of the two people were separated at the touch of a touch, without stopping in the slightest. The scabbard of the sword in Suifeng's hand trembled, the tiger's mouth was all shattered, and the blood flowed for a long time. The qi and blood in his body vibrate, and he couldn't suppress it anymore, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face instantly turned extremely pale, as if he had no strength left.

And although He Weidao never retreated, his body trembled violently. Several subtle cracks also appeared on the body of the sword of the Killing Sword condensed by the weather of the Sirius Star that day, and the luster on it was much dimmer compared to just now.

"Hmph, now that the meridians in your body are completely chaotic, you don't have ten days and half a month to recuperate, and you don't want to recover. I don't know how much strength the golden pill in your dantian still has? In this way, the poor Dao will not accept your golden pill, as long as you obediently surrender to the poor Dao as a teacher? Now that you have reached the most critical bottleneck before leaving the earthly realm, don't you want to listen to other people's instructions? As long as you worship me as a teacher, stepping into the dusty realm is just around the corner! What do you think?"

He Weidao looked Sui Feng up and down, and said bewildermently.

Sui Feng only snorted, and didn't speak for a long time, but he was very surprised in his heart, what is this Dao just said that none of them is not the truth, although he still has combat power now, but compared to before, it is really like a complete waste.

Although the Emperor's meteorology is incomparable, it is not omnipotent. He had just fought hard with the killing sword, but he was directly submerged by the endless murderous aura on the long sword. If he hadn't suppressed it, he would have to flow into the inner dantian, once the dantian was controlled by him, he would have completely fallen, and there would be no freedom, and everything in the future would have to obey what the Tao was. (To be continued......)

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