Rumble-!

Huiyi kicked his feet, his body rushed up from the ground, jumped up seven or eight meters, and slashed at Qingtai with the knife in his hand. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Kill the ring, thirteen, break the void!"

There are several openings on the ring knife, which looks a little tattered, but at this time it has an endless edge.

Haruma slammed his feet, stepped on the void, and had a feeling of walking on the ground, he shook his body, avoided the knife, and then cut the blade sideways.

Huiyi's body fell, and his abdomen contracted strangely.

Shout-!

The sword slashed, and blood splattered.

Rumble-!

After landing on the ground, a trace of pain appeared on Huiyi's hideous face, and on his abdomen, there was a wound seven or eight centimeters long dripping blood.

If he hadn't had the ability to manipulate his body at will, the knife just now would have even cut him in two!

Rumble-!

In mid-air, like a meteorite hitting the earth, Qing Tai descended rapidly, his body hung upside down, his body emitted strange fluctuations, and his eyes showed boundless killing intent.

Bang-!

Blades collide, emitting blazing sparks.

Bang bang bang-!

The two fought again, the sword light and sword light continued, rendering the surroundings into a terrifying boundless, the ground under their feet was completely cracked, and the ruins of the main hall were directly swept away.

Rumble-!

After another move, Harita was knocked flying, her body shook a few times, and she stopped in mid-air. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of coldness.

On the ground, Huiyi's face turned red, one of his forearms was gone, and only his bare upper arms looked a little terrifying and weird.

Tick, tick.

Huiyi shook it coldly, and the blood was quickly stopped by him.

"Hehe, hehe, boy, you've me off!"

Rumble-!

He soared into the sky, his body higher than Harita's position, and he was also suspended in mid-air. Peng's voice, he held the ring knife in one hand, and cut off the head with several knives.

Swish-!

Qing is too misplaced, and the back of the knife is blocked.

Zheng-!

The piercing sound of gold and iron rang out, mixed with bursts of air explosions, so that the people watching the battle below couldn't help but cover their ears.

These two, their knives, are capable of breaking the sound barrier!

Boom boom boom!

The explosion continued, Qing Taigao stood in the void, waved the knife indifferently, one knife followed another, and the knife light hung in the sky like the Milky Way, slashing towards Huiyi. And the latter is constantly rushing to the sky, the sword is quaint, and the reverse slash comes.

In the eyes of everyone, Huiyi seems to have turned into a blood-colored Shura, he is wearing a monk's robe, but he looks like a ghost, behind him, the blood is monstrous, Shura opens his eyes.

Roar-!

The sword let out a strange scream, and Haruma's face changed slightly.

He was afraid of Huiyi for two reasons, first, his strength was too terrifying, unlike the super dangerous kind of strength caused by the difference in size and race, Huiyi's strength was condensed, and second, the demon knife gave him a very bad premonition.

If there is no such knife, Huiyi's strength will drop by at least three percent!

"Kill the ring, forty-nine, Shura-!" Huiyi roared, his eyes glittering with blood.

There is no forty-ninth knife in this set of Huiyi's self-created knife technique, because this is not a knife technique, but a knife!

Ring knife, nameless.

Or maybe it's just the knife.

It was born by suicide, ordinary people, soldiers, southern barbarians, western countries, dangerous species....... drank the blood of countless living beings. It is a demon sword, and it has its own spirit.

This knife is no longer dominated by Huiyi.

People can control the sword, and the knife can also control people.

However, this is not a reason for Haruta to dodge.

The swordsman will decide the winner in this battle! The previous practice was only to gain an advantageous position, and it was only a strategy. He disdains to use intrigues to achieve his own ends.

He gritted his teeth slightly, and the knife in his hand made a strange hum.

The blade of the knife oscillated, as if there had been a strange change, and the invisible fluctuations spread, converged, and finally returned to the blade, and under the reflection of the dazzling sunlight in the sky, the entire knife, and even Harita's body, became distorted.

This is?

Below, the eyes of everyone in the Imperial Fist Temple widened.

In their eyes, there is a phantom!

What's going on?

Huiyi also discovered that from his field of vision, Harita's body was clearly standing in that place, but it gave people a sense of uncertainty.

"The ...... of Death "Haruma muttered softly.

Rumble-!

The two knives collided together, and in the eyes of everyone, everything was light, giving people a depressed feeling of vomiting blood. But in the eyes of the two warring men, it was a completely different scene: Shura roared, the sword neighed, as if it was about to cut the sky. However, it has not stopped cutting the world!

In Huiyi's incredulous eyes, the whole world changed.

Under a clear sky, a wasteland appeared.

This is a desolate ancient battlefield, one after another dead corpses, bones and slag lying on the ground, weapons and banners lodging, spreading all over the field with the color of dead silence.

Then, at some point, the bones stumbled, and then suddenly stood up, turning into a skeleton.

The blood-colored Shura came from the sky, and wanted to cut the world, and one skeleton after another stood up and faced this Shura. Click, click, one skeleton shattered, and another skeleton stood up again.

An endless sea of corpses, a boundless world.

Shura fell into a sea of corpses.

And at this moment, in a place on the mountain behind the Huangquan Temple, a sharp edge appeared, the grass hall exploded, and a black knife was inserted on the stone platform, as if a peerless swordsman was happy to see the hunting, and roared in the sky.

However, no one noticed all this.

The battlefield, in mid-air.

"No—!" Huiyi roared unwillingly, as if insane.

Click-!

Click-!

Shura's figure vanished, and the skeletons fell one by one, turning back into slag, and then, the dead world shattered.

Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment.

In mid-air.

Huiyi's eyes flashed clearly, and then he showed a confused look again, and after a while, he looked at the ring knife in his hand.

I don't know why, this demon knife has broken inch by inch and turned into powder.

Shura is destroyed, and the demon sword is destroyed.

"I......... I lost. His eyes flashed with confusion, and he looked down at his body.

A line of blood starts from the forehead and goes down from the top, and after the blood line emerges, blood gushes out. With a bang, his body fell from the sky.

Rumble-!

A large humanoid pit appears on the ground.

"Poof-!" In mid-air, Haruta stumbled a few times, then fell back to the ground, and with a roar, Dabai ran to his side, looking around vigilantly.

"Dabai, I'm fine. Poof-!" Haruta spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the congestion in her chest seem to be much lighter.

The fight just now was definitely his pinnacle of play, and outsiders seemed to be light-hearted, but in fact, it was beyond the scope of the sword, or the knife.

That's the meaning!

The sword turned into a Shura and slaughtered all the people.

Harita uses a knife to interpret the world of death and crushes Huiyi with boundless meaning.

With complicated eyes, he looked at Huiyi's corpse.

This old man, very strong!

Not strong in the general sense!

The average super dangerous species can't hold him up for a few tricks at all!

Under that knife, Huiyi died, and Haruma also suffered a lot of internal injuries.

If Qing Tai had a kind of amazement, then the people of the Imperial Fist Temple were only frightened.

"Hui ....... Hui Yi Teacher, dead?!" Darla, who had a severed hand, stared blankly, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.

How domineering and terrifying Huiyi, who had just transformed into a Furious King Kong, was definitely the pinnacle performance of the Imperial Fist in their eyes!

But, he's still dead!

Died so fast, so fast that people couldn't react.

When everyone in the Huangquan Temple was mourning and examining the approval, Qingtai turned around with indifference in his eyes.

"Well, now, can you hand over what I want?"