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Chapter 377: Heaven Destroying Jedi Sword Twenty-Three

What power can freeze the splendor of the moment and retain the hurried time?

What power can transcend the boundaries of life and death and make the impossible possible?

What kind of power can pierce the heavens and the earth, invincible, and unstoppable?

What power can strangle a life and show the ruthlessness of the sword?

This sword is the answer!

The vision suddenly appeared, and the sky became darker and darker, like a thick and boundless lead cloud, which was overwhelmingly pressing from the sky to the ground; the sun, moon and stars, the brilliance was exhausted; the sky and the earth were without light, and everything was bleak. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

The figure of the Sword Saint slowly moved forward, but a crystal light suddenly shone from his body, which was in stark contrast to the increasingly dark environment around him, which was strange and inexplicable.

The only light did not bring the slightest hope and warmth, but ruthlessly cut off the vitality around the body, so that the entire three campuses were shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere of despair and killing.

This sword, formless and powerless, blended into space and time, beyond the scope of human beings, and began to approach infinitely towards the ethereal Heavenly Dao. All beings begin to lose control of their own minds in this supreme sword of control.

But no one collapsed to the ground because of this terrifying momentum, they were still standing, but their bodies were stiff and there was no possibility of moving. Their eyes are frightened and frightened, but their pupils cannot be narrowed, they are incontinent and their urine cannot wet their clothes, they want to scream in horror but they can't open their mouths no matter what, they gasp for breath, but the air between their stomachs and noses does not flow at all, they try to muster all their strength to resist but unfortunately their true qi cannot be delivered out of their bodies at all, their qi and blood are reading because of the approach of death and the extraordinary beauty of this sword, but the blood has already coagulated in the blood vessels.

There was not a single sound, all the voices were within the invisible barrier formed by the terrifying sword momentum, the rumbling thunder in the clouds, and the sound of the wind sweeping in the mountains, all turned into pantomime subtitles, and there was complete silence.

Even the invisible sunlight could not escape this sword, and countless rays of light crisscrossed the air, illuminating the tiny dust that had frozen in the air, but it was also frozen in the air, and irreversibly dimmed in the light and shadows.

Time and space are stagnant, all sounds are silent, loud voices are sparse, and elephants are invisible!

It was as if the heavens did not want this otherworldly and wonderful sword move to be fleeting, so it dragged the reins of the white horse of time, so that the splendor of this moment could be condensed, so that people could see clearly what had happened.

A qiē is frozen in the air, turning into a depressing, suffocating, weird, and terrifying 'painting'!

Everyone has lost their autonomy and has not been able to move in the slightest, including ...... Wang Zongchao!

In the face of this sword, all Wang Zongchao can do is to stabilize his mind, to observe, to think, to understand this earth-shattering, terrifying, unparalleled sword twenty-three!

Because of the realm of heaven and man, because his mind is not lost, he can see more things than ordinary people, and see the essence of Sword Twenty-three!

This move is definitely not in line with the way of heaven, it is definitely not the nature of the Tao, it is definitely not in line with the Tao, its essence is to rebel against the way of heaven and tamper with the world!

This is the belief that transcends life and death, and this is the obsession of creating a miracle. Even though the oil ran out and the time limit had come, the Sword Saint still did not let go of his persistent pursuit of the sword, and still did not extinguish the blazing flame of the deep soul hun longing for battle and glory, but because of his intense anger and unwillingness, the more he fell in love with Shang Novel, the more fierce he became, and finally surpassed the physical body, transcended life and death, and turned into a brilliant and majestic endless sword momentum that filled the void, and even tore a crack in the unfathomable rules of the Heavenly Dao!

In the dark, Wang Zongchao seemed to be able to see a peerless divine sword, traversing the heavens and the earth, cutting off the long river of time, nailing the passage of light, and completely freezing every qiē!

This is a sword that is stubborn and unrepentant! This is a sword that is foolish and unrepentant! This is even more a sword of arrogance and rebellion against the heavens!

This is not a Heavenly Sword that is in harmony with the truth, but a Demon Sword that defends the sky and is the only one!

In a small world, time has been forcibly frozen, and with the anomaly of time, the power that supports this space has also become chaotic and irritable, and in the realm of perception beyond ordinary people, the undercurrent of various invisible forces has begun to surge.

With this, the Sword Master finally slowly raised his hand, and pointed out, out of the sword!

He just went out of his body so far, and he didn't have the slightest true qi. However, the latent spatial turbulence was driven by it, turning into countless sharp and incoherent spatial rifts that were enough to cut a qiē, and continued to expand to the surroundings.

The rift passed, and a qiē substance was cut and separated silently, and in the face of the power of the spatial level, the solidity of the material structure of a qiē could be said to be meaningless, and for a while, the ground, air, and light around the sword master, as well as the tangible and intangible existence, were all cut and shattered and fell apart. Although the bodies of many of the people who were miserable were torn apart, their movements and expressions remained the same, and even half a drop of blood could not flow out because of the coagulation of time.

Juggernaut didn't mean to kill them, he just ignored and ignored them. Since Jian Twenty-three had just been created, he still needed time to adapt, to adjust, to perfectly control the power in it, and those unfortunate people were just dispensable victims, and if they were to blame, they were too close. Even if there were Shi Wuzun and others in Wushuangcheng, and even Dugu Ming, a blood nephew, he didn't care about it, and some were just indifferent. A kind of indifference that is subordinate, a kind of indifference that treats living beings as nothing. Between swinging the sword, there is nothing in the world worth cherishing, and anyone can regard it as a pig and a dog.

This is his sword intent: strong, decisive, ruthless, unrepentant, and unyielding. The morality, compassion, and even the laws of heaven and earth all burst like bubbles before this powerful absolute will.

This is the Sword Master! This is the Holy Spirit Sword Technique! This is the Sword Twenty-Three! It is different from the Heavenly Sword that represents peace and is full of infinite vitality, but a magic sword that strangles all life and brings death!

Indeed, the sword is a murder weapon after all, and swordsmanship is a murderous trick after all. As for forgiveness and non-killing, it is out of the compassion of the human heart, and at this moment, it is equivalent to giving up the sword.

The sword is a murder weapon, and it cannot be used by non-saints...... And the saint is ruthless!

This kind of swordsmanship that transcends life and death, defends the heavens and is self-sustaining, and tampers with the laws of the Heavenly Dao, even if it is used by the Ziyuan Fairy against the Emperor of the Firmament, the immortal sword that can tear the space with a single shot is completely enough to fight, and even the outcome is unpredictable! Although this sword is only brilliant for a moment, it is already the extreme.

Seeing that Wang Zongchao seemed to have no power to fight back under the sword twenty-three, and let him be slaughtered, a trace of disappointment and silence seemed to flash in the eyes of the sword saint, but he still controlled the spatial blade that was becoming more and more controllable, and twisted straight towards Wang Zongchao from all directions!

In an instant, Wang Zongchao's whole body was torn apart, disintegrated, shattered, and then vanished like a phantom and disappeared completely.

In the case of time stagnation, a qiē destruction will only maintain the original state, but Wang Zongchao has disappeared, what does this prove?

This proves that the smash is really nothing more than a phantom!

Under the perfect sword momentum of Sword Twenty-Three, with Wang Zongchao's ability, he could only take a step back.

is just a step back, but his form and his momentum are still solidified and maintained in place, while his body is perfectly integrated into the environment and the Tianshan Mountains with the mystery of "no easy trick".

This step was not enough for Wang Zongchao to escape from the range of Sword Twenty-Three, but it was enough for him to escape the "Ten Thousand Army" Divine Sword out of the sword momentum.

Just when the sword master made a move and the sword momentum moved slightly, a force seemed to be ambushed on ten sides, the banner was like a forest, and the armor soldiers were million, once launched, it was as awe-inspiring and tragic as thousands of troops and horses charging into battle, and the majestic power had swept like an overwhelming sweep, bombarding the sword momentum of the sword twenty-three from the outside to the inside! For a while, the sword light and sword shadow were all over the sky, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse resounded in the sky!

With the terrifying power of Sword Twenty-Three, once it is shrouded by the sword momentum, it can almost only be slaughtered, but it does not mean that it cannot be shaken from the outside in. In an instant, Wang Zongchao used the Divine Sword to control the "Ten Thousand Troops" Divine Knife that was out of the scope of the sword momentum, and summoned the "Banner of 100,000 Killing Yama"!

Today's "100,000 Banner Slashing Yama" is not only still magnificent and boundless, but also has more infinite martial arts wisdom, as if 100,000 armor soldiers are all martial arts masters, holding eighteen weapons, performing all kinds of exquisite martial arts, attacking from all directions!

In the roaring sound, although the sword momentum of the twenty-three swords did not collapse, it had been shaken by the strong shock, and it was no longer perfect for a while! The light that had completely dimmed the surrounding space suddenly became bright again!

With this, Wang Zongchao had recovered some of his ability to act, and he seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to take a deep breath. In this breath, it was as if he was about to suck in all the air from the top of the entire Tianshan Mountain! Wang Zongchao's chest suddenly rose high, and his whole body was half a foot higher!

Although the time of stagnation has been slightly loosened, it is still not much different from stillness, and any movement controlled by muscles is too late to be made, and the formless and qualitative true qi that circulates in the human body like mercury and light can vaguely break through the limit of time, and naturally exhale and breathe in along the heavens and the earth, completely detached from the sword momentum of Sword Twenty-three.

However, the Sword Master also quickly responded, and the chaotic space cracks around him immediately slashed towards Wang Zongchao's body.

The swords of space were slashed down one after another, and Wang Zongchao's form continued to distort and deform, and suddenly there was a shock, as if a layer of phantoms had been uncovered and destroyed, and countless vertical and horizontal sword marks began to appear on Wang Zongchao's body.

Today's "Martial God Zhan Kai" is equivalent to a space between reality and illusion, and if this space is not broken, it will not hurt Wang Zongchao's body. But under the terrifying attack of Sword Twenty-three, it was still shattered and shattered in the blink of an eye!

However, Wang Zongchao's celestial-level internal force had also reached an unprecedented peak, and he suddenly took a step forward to face the bone-devouring sword that cut the muscle and split the skin.

He himself had already integrated into the Tianshan Mountain, and this step out of the infinite mountain was really like the entire behemoth Tianshan suddenly falling forward with an unstoppable and unstoppable momentum. Many people who witnessed Wang Zongchao's movements only felt that their hearts were in a trance, as if the entire Tianshan Mountain under their feet was shaking, colliding, and struggling to break away from the sword momentum of Sword Twenty-three. If they weren't still unable to move, they would almost have fallen to the ground because of the violent shaking of their minds.

As the so-called "listening to thunder in a silent place", with a loud sound that seemed to be silent and like the sky was cracking, Wang Zongchao finally completely broke free from the clamp of Jian Twenty-three and regained his freedom. However, his whole body was gushing, sprinkling, and spurting blood! Time froze before, and the sword of space cut out wounds, but the blood could not flow out, and at this moment, the surrounding time returned to normal, and countless wounds around Wang Zongchao's body burst open at the same time, and all the blood mist on his body was filled with blood mist!

However, what is this? At this point in the battle, the spiritual fighting intent of the two has long been freed from the shackles of **, and it is by no means controlled by the damage of **, even if Wang Zongchao's body has died, this battle can still continue, although it will not stop!

"Good!" the Sword Saint smiled happily and raised his arm to draw his sword. The peerless sword that was brought by Wang Zongchao before and was erected on the ground was suddenly driven by his sword momentum and flew into his hand, the human sword was one, and a sword stabbed out!

After a short period of adaptation to the initial creation of Sword Twenty-Three, the Juggernaut has now fully mastered the power of Sword Twenty-three. This sword is simple and unpretentious, but it has fully contained the power of the sword that destroys the world and destroys the earth, which is enough to make the sun and moon dark, covering the earth and the sky, breaking and scattering, and all things are shattered!

Unlike in the original comics, the body of the sword twenty-three was interrupted by the bombardment of the clouds, and there is such an opponent as Wang Zongchao who is enough to compete head-on and equal, the power of the sword twenty-three has finally reached the peak to the fullest!

Wang Zongchao has an extra spear between his hands, and the head of the spear is composed of a golden dragon coiled together with flowing teeth, dancing claws, and knots...... Tens of thousands of blood-red dragons and dragons then wildly bloomed, constituting a flying red tassel that had been viciously disturbed.

Holding the "** Dragon Lance" composed of six dragon qi, Wang Zongchao's mind was one, his spirit was gathered, and he stabbed out with a shot with an indomitable and desperate momentum!

There is no need to attract and borrow the killing qi and martial arts beliefs around you, because the founding dragon qi contained in this gun is already vast and boundless, and there is no need to use the "Sacrifice Killing Dragon" to absorb the chaotic thoughts of the Seven Emotions Yu Wang, because in the case of transcending the boundary between life and death, the Seven Feelings Yu Wang is no longer worth mentioning!

This shot has far surpassed the knife that slashed Anubis back then, surpassed the knife move of killing the "Goddess of Night", and surpassed the palm that knocked Zhao Weikong down to the fourth order, which was really an unprecedented peak blow for Wang Zongchao!

It seems to have returned to the moment when the two first met and fought each other.

One sword, one shot, face each other,-for-tat, and do not back down from each other!

This collision will definitely rub out a spark of martial arts that is far more brilliant than the long rainbow through the sun, and the meteor will be brilliant in an instant. And in the end, it will be at the cost of the fall of one party, or even the same end!

Spears and swords against each other......

It was not the sound of weapons colliding, but the roar of heaven and earth colliding with each other.

The sword began to twist and bend......

guns, already rifted all over the ......

Even if there was no sword twenty-three solidification time, the people in the martial arts around were all dizzy, their breathing was solidified, just waiting for this shocking battle to finally come to an end. Perhaps, they should be grateful to Sword Twenty-three, although this magic sword has caused countless innocent sacrifices, it is precisely because of it that these people can freeze the passing life, and be able to appreciate the last moment of this weeping ghost and terrifying battle, although there is no regret in death.

This battle is no longer something that all common sense in the world can guess, and until the last moment, it is impossible to judge who will win and who will lose......

Suddenly, they had completely abandoned their bodies, and the expressions of the two of them who were extremely focused changed. Wang Zongchao was a vivid surprise and anger, while the Sword Saint was a faint helplessness and regret, and then his expression began to collapse......

On the side of the plank road up the Tianshan Mountains, in a corner where the snow has not melted, wearing a high-tech sèmi color uniform, as if blending into the environment, the inconspicuous zero point withdrew the silenced sniper rifle in his hand. A few hundred meters in front of him, blood flowers erupted from the Sword Master's body, and the person also fell down the plank road. A scroll rolled from him to the ground.

The physical body is attacked, and the original god feels the same way. The Sword Saint in front of Wang Zongchao immediately blurred, and the ** Dragon Spear completely shattered the Peerless Sword, penetrating the Sword Saint's body that had begun to become hazy without hindrance.

The power of the sword twenty-three that enveloped the audience was completely wiped out. As soon as they realized that they had regained their mobility, they felt a sharp pain, the wound cracked, and the flesh flew everywhere.

For a while, there was a miserable cry in the sky, mixed with the surging blood, bursting everywhere, the blood rain was dripping, the bloody wind was howling, and the scene seemed to have turned into a miserable hell. A large area of the ground also began to crack, densely covered with countless unfathomable sword marks, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with thick plasma. The flags were folded one after another, and the stone pillars were shattered...... The terrifying killing effect of Sword Twenty-Three was finally vividly reflected at the last moment.

"It's a pity...... In the end, I couldn't tell the winner......"

The Sword Saint sighed slowly, and his whole body gradually turned into wisps of light smoke, rising into the sky, and the momentum filled the entire three-branch field, and then faded away, completely disappearing.

Also completely disappeared from the world was the Peerless Sword. This peerless divine weapon had been infused with unparalleled space-time energy before, and it was countered head-on with Wang Zongchao's full force, and the material structure had already completely disintegrated, and not even a trace of iron powder would be left.

The ** dragon spear full of cracks also began to fade, and the expressions of surprise, anger, unwillingness, and regret had not disappeared on Wang Zongchao's face......

A finger burst out, and the brilliant brilliance of green, red, and blue sè instantly crossed the main hall, and it looked dazzling and moving in the bright light that had not yet fully recovered. It is a finger without beginning and end, as if it is a nightmare for thousands of years, I can't hear any sound, but it is like a thousand pieces of fine iron striking Weng Ming, a simple finger, but there is a hole through the ice mountain, tearing the cloud brocade, cutting the wind and hitting the stream, as if there is a god and demon possession of the power, and it is even bold to shoot straight at Wang Zongchao.

Heaven and earth seem to change because of this finger, only to see the wind and clouds, flying sand and stones.

On the elbow side, Wang Zongchao now has destroyed the Martial God Battle Armor, his whole body is covered with bruises, and his spiritual qi has fallen to an unprecedented trough due to the earth-shattering fight before, and he has to reluctantly turn around to deal with it.

But when he heard a loud "bang", Wang Zongchao's whole body was sprinkled with blood, and his body was also blasted backwards, and the blood was splashed in the sky for a while, which was extremely tragic.

"The old man is about to thank you, if you don't seal the old man's skills in the dantian, the old man's three points of vitality will never be quenched and fused so perfectly with the dantian as a furnace!"

"All the disciples and guests of the world, they should take action and kill the Martial God of Zhongzhou!" ro@.

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