"No selflessness, no joy and no anger, no sorrow and no joy, the sword style of heaven, 'Providence is selfless'!"

Feeling the terrifying pressure on his face, Lin Wushuang's expression was thoughtless, his body center of gravity was lowered, his hands slowly grasped the Yinhua Sword, raised it obliquely, and then cut out a mysterious sword trajectory.

Rumble!

The white-gold sword qi stretched like ripples, and the tip of the sword that was cut out swirled, and the sword intent changed silently, causing the snow to fly in September, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were white, and in the cold frost, the sword shadows were one after another, following the gap, the frozen breath of the heaven and the earth, freezing the black pillars of light one after another, and in the next second, it was cut by the sword shadow, and the power was scattered, filling the space of heaven and earth, and the selfless cold frost sword shadow, like a guillotine, slashed on the chest of Shangjun Twelve.

On the top of the arrogant peak, the power of snow and frost spreads out, in the void, but there are still faint sword marks, the spectators moved their eyes along the sword marks and looked, and found Jun Twelve, and at this moment Jun Twelve, quite miserable, the body hit the arrogant peak, smashed out of a pit dozens of meters wide, several meters deep, Jun Twelve lay on his back in the center of the pit, ragged, cloaked, the defensive armor treasure on the body, concave a piece, the treasure light was dim, the black halberd also came out of his hand, lying cold and cold.

"Shhh

Seeing Jun Twelve's miserable appearance, the sound of gasping for air conditioning sounded one by one, such a climax, everyone never imagined that Jun Twelve, who was almost about to turn the tables just now, would end up like this, obviously the power brought by the last move made each of them feel death-like despair, although it varies according to the distance of feelings, but there is no doubt that Jun Twelve's recruitment of soldiers and demons has enough to kill more than ninety percent of the masters present.

thought that Jun Twelve could turn defeat into victory by relying on this move, and even Jun Twelve himself thought so, but the result was diametrically opposite.

"Poof!"

Jun Twelve was lying in the pit, not even having the strength to stand up, and the sword qi with the power of heaven and earth frost was even more raging in his body, and when he opened his mouth, there were mouthfuls of blood.

He tried his best to open his eyes and looked at the sky, in his sight, Lin Wushuang, who was dressed in a dark purple robe, stood in the void, the sword wings on his back were slowly waving, the Yinhua sword had already entered the sheath, and the long black hair with blue was flying in the wind.

At the same time, everyone also moved their eyes from Jun Twelve's body to Lin Wushuang's body.

Compared with Jun Twelve, Lin Wushuang can almost be said to be uninjured from the outside, and even, on that dark purple robe, it is difficult to find traces of damage, the decisive battle between the two peerless demons, Lin Wushuang can be said to have comprehensively suppressed Jun Twelve, until Jun Twelve finally broke out with unimaginable moves, there was still no chance of turning the tables, and finally fell under Lin Wushuang's sword.

"It's too strong, Jun Twelve is in the demon, but he is still defeated by Lin Wushuang's sword. ”

"Jun Twelve's artistic conception of destruction makes people feel desperate, but Lin Wushuang transcends the despair brought by destruction. ”

"As strong as Jun Twelve, in Lin Wushuang's hands, there is no chance for Ren He to fight back. ”

Everyone who watched the battle talked about it, although the vast majority of people couldn't see the details clearly, but they were all martial artists in the Spirit King Realm, and naturally they could see some of the doorways, Jun Twelve is strong, and it is strong in any aspect, but in the process of fighting with Lin Wushuang, Lin Wushuang was suppressed in any aspect, on combat talent, Lin Wushuang is not lacking, on combat experience, Lin Wushuang has experienced a hundred battles, on combat technology, Lin Wushuang is a complete victory, every Jun Twelve relies on the power of negative emotions, relies on the power of destroying the artistic conception, improves the strength, and makes himself climb to the peak, but he is always broken by Lin Wushuang's sword and dissolved。

Carefully experience the process of the battle between the two, many people found that Jun Twelve's encounter with Lin Wushuang is simply a tragedy, and they dare to assert that if Jun Twelve's encounter today is not Lin Wushuang, but someone with the same strength as Lin Wushuang, then Jun Twelve, even if he can't win, but he will definitely not be defeated so thoroughly, this battle, from beginning to end, Jun Twelve's rhythm is Lin Wushuang's rhythm, resulting in the end is a full loss.

"It's... The Lin Wushuang we know?"

Xuanyuan Tianxin and others, in fact, have only seen Lin Wushuang for a few years, originally thought that no matter how high Lin Wushuang's strength is, it should not surprise them, because they have already marveled at Lin Wushuang's strength countless times, but now, they are still amazed by Lin Wushuang's strength, if they say that they can still look at Lin Wushuang's back after a few years, now, they can't even see people, what they can see is only a glorious trace of his walk.

"Absolute strength enough to defy everything. ”

It was Emperor Muye of Wukui who said this, and after he glanced at Jun Twelve, he slowly murmured.

It is not a very simple thing to be able to make Emperor Muye say the absolute strength that is enough to ignore everything, at least for him, at this stage of the Spirit King Realm, no one is qualified to make him say such a thing, and the absolute strength that can ignore everything in his mouth does not refer to cultivation, otherwise, they are all a group of martial artists at the peak of the Spirit King Realm, which is higher than Lin Wushuang's Spirit King High-level Realm, so in the eyes of Emperor Muye, absolute strength is the highest assessment.

Generally speaking, as long as the cultivation and artistic conception, and the mystical martial arts have reached the heavenly king-level combat power, it is only qualified, because the strength is dead, whether it can really be brought into play, is the important key, in the case of the strength is not much different, the cultivation, artistic conception, and the mystical martial arts aside, what is left is the combat experience, understanding, and skills, in this regard is still strong, and can be perfectly played in the battle, this is the absolute strength, in the same level, almost invincible.

Emperor Muye knew that he was actually very similar to Lin Wushuang in some aspects, he was able to vaguely become the head of the four young heavenly kings, not relying on the relationship between high cultivation talent and comprehension of mysteries, these other three were not worse than him, but as Emperor Muye said, in terms of absolute strength, he was even higher than the other three, even if it was Jun Twelve, although the strength was terrible, but he could still see some loopholes, but Lin Wushuang's appearance made him feel for the first time that in terms of absolute strength, Lin Wushuang was only higher than him, not lower than him。

Of course, the most important thing for a martial artist is to keep moving forward, although his absolute strength is slightly inferior to Lin Wushuang, but in terms of potential, he made the greatest estimate, it is the end of being able to be promoted to the Spirit Emperor Realm in this life, if the Spirit Saint Realm does not have a chance, I am afraid it is impossible, but on the other hand, Lin Wushuang and Jun Twelve are different, the two of them are in the test of the Martial Stone Mirror, but the probability of being promoted to the Spirit Saint Realm is too much higher than that of their group of people, this is the gap between potential and talent.

In the same level, the competition is absolute strength.

But for a lifetime, what is compared is their own potential and talent.

The higher the potential, the faster the improvement, it is naturally extremely imaginable.

Jun Twelve reluctantly took out a pill, stuffed it into his mouth, ran the exercises, and refined part of the medicinal power, before he slowly stood up with difficulty, stood in the middle of the pit with wobble feet, looked at Lin Wushuang, took a deep breath, and said: "Lin Wushuang, my Jun Twelve has not lived a long life, but among the same generation, I have not tasted defeat, you... was the first to beat me. ”...

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