"Get out of here!"

A low, hoarse voice came from the depths of the human emperor's throat, as if it was a resentful curse, which made people a little creepy, and couldn't help but be afraid.

The deep voice sounded in Chu Feng's ears, but Chu Feng didn't retreat, he just looked at the Human Emperor, and then said softly: "Senior, enough, if it continues like this, there will be another catastrophe in the world." ”

That sentence seemed to poke into the deepest part of the emperor's heart, and the emperor's expression changed suddenly.

He's already caused a catastrophe in the world.

He didn't want a second catastrophe for the world.

But the two people hiding behind him, he had to kill, and if he didn't kill them, he couldn't get rid of the deepest hatred in his heart.

It was a shadow that haunted him all his life.

He clenched the scales, pointed directly at Chu Feng, and said coldly: "If the world really collapses, the sinner is you, not me." ”

Chu Feng looked at the Human Emperor through the soul fire, and the world he saw through the soul fire was exceptionally clear and peaceful.

So he saw not only the madness of the human emperor, but also the pain of the human emperor.

He knew where the anger of the Emperor of Man came from, and he knew where the Emperor of Man's despair came from, but he could not soothe it, and he had no intention of soothing it, because there was no time to do so much now.

The previous battle had already triggered the collapse of the underworld, and now the collapse was still small, and if there were pillars to support the underworld at this time, then it would be possible to save all this.

But if it continues to be consumed, when the collapse spreads, there is no room for recovery.

So even if he could understand the pain of the human emperor, since the persuasion was ineffective, he didn't have time to deal with the human emperor anymore.

He only had to take down his opponent as fast as he could.

I'm sorry.

He silently said to the Human Emperor in his heart, and then clenched the Water Moon Sword, his wings vibrate, and the surging death and blood qi turned into endless power and dragged out a long river, falling towards the Human Emperor with him.

Chu Feng didn't use any fancy moves, he carefully followed the last teachings of Da Ming Zun.

It's just a simple and straight sword, wrapped around all the mysterious runes in the Demon Emperor Yuan Canon.

Chu Feng didn't have any distracting thoughts in his mind, only the idea of handing out this sword and stabbing it into the human emperor's body.

The state of the human emperor is far better than that of Da Ming Zun, and it is a little irrational to use such a crude or even barbaric way to confront the human emperor.

But Chu Feng had no other choice.

The most brutal and rough way is the easiest way, and it is also the fastest way, even if he is weaker than the human emperor, he can only fight so hard.

He can't lose.

If he loses, the twelve people behind him who have given their lives to help him take responsibility will all die.

If he loses, the underworld will collapse and the Six Realms will decay.

Lijuan, Chu Zi'er, Ling Hongluo, Bing Zhiqi, Xiao Changye......

The people of the Witch Race, the people of the Terran Race......

Whoever is good to him, who is bad to him......

He didn't want them to die, and he didn't want them to suffer......

He wanted all of them to live well......

He can't lose, he definitely can't lose.

"Woo-"

The low sound of the horn sounded again, and a roar of rage came from below the earth, it was the cry of all the dead for this sword, it was the condensation of the vendetta of all the dead for countless years......

From the moment this sword was handed out, it had a mission that was too heavy, and a burden that was too heavy.

Shi Yujian trembled slightly, and rippled in circles in the water and moon, as if it was crying tears, falling into the water.

The sword is crying, it is crying for all beings, it is crying for the emperor.

It was the most compassionate tear, full of pain.

Any living being, as long as he lives in this world, will inevitably have joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows.

When you are in pain and sad, you will naturally cry.

Crying, crying for oneself, crying for others, no matter which one it is, the state of mind after crying is as clear as the green mountains washed by heavy rain.

The same is true of the sword, it is crying, but it is also steadfast.

No matter how sad or painful it is, it can't stop it from moving forward.

It's going to keep going forward, going on and on, and never stopping.

The eyes of the Human Emperor emitted an angry light, and the purple light of the scales rushed into the sky, tearing apart one spatial rift after another in the sky, and the shattered void frantically devoured everything, eating everything, making the tremor of space more and more violent, and the speed of the chaotic earth cracking under his feet accelerated again.

"Come!" the Emperor roared, screaming in grief.

The sword of the emperor is also the simplest sword.

His sword was natural, although it was the same action, but it was countless times heavier than Chu Feng's sword.

The Water Moon Sword and the Scale-Suppressing Sword converged all the visions, and even all the edges and all the light were completely restrained in an instant, converging on the point of the sword edge.

The two swords pierced through the heavy space, crushing the already shattered space completely, and endless space fragments peeled down from the main space, like shards peeling off the mottled walls of an ancient dwelling.

The two swords were silent, and finally quietly met in the middle of the two.

All the energy exploded suddenly at that moment, leaving no time for anyone to prepare.

This moment has been prepared for too long, this moment has been conceived for too long, there is no need to prepare at all, and there is no need to conceive again at all!

"Ah——!" Chu Feng's eyes widened, and the soul fire burned suddenly for three points, and the various colors were wildly mixed together, winding into a colorful whirlpool, which spread abruptly along Chu Feng's arm on the water moon.

The human emperor's long hair danced wildly, his handsome face became hideous and distorted due to excessive force, his eyes were covered with crazy blood, wrapped, and only crazy killing intent was left in his mind, no matter who stood in front of him, he would kill!

The water moon roared softly, and the scales roared.

In the clash of two swords, it is the person who holds the sword who needs to bear all this in the end.

Almost at the same moment, a slight but low pop came from the knuckles of Chu Feng and the Human Emperor's sword, and then a stream of blood bloomed between their fingers.

This was just the beginning of everything, the sound of "poof" continued to spread along their arms towards their bodies, and even the speed of the spread was almost the same.

At that moment, every part of their bodies was exploding, and blood continued to spurt out of their bodies, and they were involved in the storm of the two swords fighting, and they were turned into bewitching flowers that filled the entire space.

The human emperor was not afraid, and Chu Feng was naturally not afraid.

This sword, life or death, there is no other choice!

No!

The bodies of the two of them continued to explode, and they continued to repair quickly, and the wounds that had only been repaired exploded rapidly, and the sound of "poof" could not even be described one after another.

In a short moment, the bodies of the two of them were already full of holes, and their faces were covered with blood and broken flesh, but there was still no intention to stop in their eyes, but they held the sword in their hands tighter, and the thoughts in their hearts became more and more firm!

Never back down!

Never!

The purple-scaled dragon scales peeled off one by one, and the blood overflowed its body, its dragon horns were broken, the dragon's whiskers were harvested, and its claws were pulled out, but it still roared and rushed into the bright moon and still water.

The waves surged, the still water was broken, the bright moon was gone, and only the huge waves kept surging, completely breaking the tranquility.

The rain showered and the tide sang into the river and sea, but it could not make the river get a moment of peace, but in exchange for more and more turbulent waves.

Two swords, do not give in to each other, and will never give in.

Only one sword break is the end of this fight, and there will be no other ending that belongs to this battle.

"Click—"

A slight sound suddenly sounded, and thin cracks appeared on the blade of the scale.

Even if the purple-scaled divine dragon can turn the earth-shattering waves, it can't escape the fate of death after all.

Everything in the world, if there is life, there is death, and there is no escape.

Only the flowing water and the bright moon, shining on each other, from ancient times to the present, although it has changed several times, it has never disappeared after all.

This ending is not unexpected.

At least it was not beyond the expectations of the human emperor.

The Water Moon Sword is her sword, and it is a magic weapon on a par with the temple.

The scale is one of the pinnacle works in the imperial weapon, not losing to the thin life and death, and the god list, but after all, it is still just an imperial weapon.

Being able to persist with Shui Yue at this level of competition until now is extremely rare for Zhen Scale.

The purple-scaled dragon let out a mournful groan, and cracks spread rapidly, crawling all over the scale's body.

"Smack-"

With a sound, the Scales Sword shattered into countless fragments, sprinkled all over the sky, colorful like rain.

Passing through the fragments of the scales that were scattered one after another, the Water Moon Sword continued to move forward, constantly advancing towards the young man behind the endless fragments, without any hesitation, some just trying to seize the time.

The Water Moon Sword groaned softly, and the Human Emperor smiled.

The Human Emperor slowly closed his eyes.

He knew it was over, and he was finally going to put an end to his endless regrets.

Chu Feng saw the Human Emperor close his eyes, and he saw that the Human Emperor had given up the final struggle.

He knew that in the end, the emperor just couldn't convince himself.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he just wanted an end.

Perhaps, he just couldn't restrain the guilt in his heart, so he didn't look back here.

But it doesn't matter, it's okay here, senior, you can have a good rest.

Chu Feng thought about it, and this sword pierced into the heart of the Human Emperor.

Finally made a conclusion for everything.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth raised slightly, but the smile froze on his face in an instant.

This sword doesn't have any actual touch.

This sword pierces nothingness.

The next moment, the phantom of a long sword fell from Chu Feng's back towards Chu Feng at great speed.

The killing intent is surging and unstoppable.

The wings behind Chu Feng were the first to spread, and they wanted to help Chu Feng block this sword, because Chu Feng was the key to everything.

Chu Feng can't be injured, and if Chu Feng is injured, it means that he can no longer compete with the Human Emperor.

If you can't fight, you will fail, and it will be the end of everything.

The wings were folded, and the rain tide sang, and all the emperor's weapons poked out of the wings to block the sword.

But this sword is a phantom.

They couldn't stop this sword, just like Chu Feng couldn't intercept this sword before.

This sword crossed all the imperial weapons, piercing the wings that were trying to wrap Chu Feng in an instant.

The next moment, the long sword pierced the heart.