"Imperial City!"

Just when Kui Huangcheng saw the hope of life and was hesitating, Ji Chongsheng in the audience suddenly shouted.

"Second Brother Ji... ”

Ji Chongsheng choked up a little: "No matter what choice you make today, I don't have the right to blame you as a brother." ”

"Second brother... Kui Huangcheng shed tears.

Ji Chongsheng gritted his teeth, tears flowing in his eyes: "But if you take refuge in Buddhism... He will see each other in the Yellow Spring... You and I ... You and I are no longer brothers!"

"Second Brother Ji!" Kui Huangcheng cried, suddenly raised his head and shouted to the sky: "Kui Huangcheng is a great sage in life, and a great sage ghost in death!"

"Poof!"

As soon as Kui Huangcheng's voice fell, Shiva shook his head, and the Soul Breaker cut off his head, blood gushed out, and the headless corpse fell to the high platform.

"Ancient Buddha, this person doesn't know how to lift, and he doesn't have the blessing to serve under the ancient Buddha, it's a pity. Shiva smiled, flew back to the stage, lit the lamp and sighed, and returned to his seat.

"Brother!" Ji Chongsheng rushed to the corpse of Kui Imperial City, and he lay on the corpse and cried without crying for tens of thousands of years.

The crying was extremely poignant, echoing for a long time, and the people of Buddhism were also unbearable, did not speak, and let Ji Chongsheng vent his grief, and after a while, Ji Chongsheng stopped crying, recovered his mind, stood up, and flew to the high platform.

"Poof!" Ji Chongsheng pulled out the Sword of Long Hatred, and the endless sword intent scattered the clouds in the air, revealing the brilliant sky, and the Buddhas all felt bright, and the temperature of the entire mountain decreased.

"The last one, come on. ”

"This person has such a strong sword intent. Burning the lamp couldn't help but admire: "Even Sun Wukong and others are still stuck in moves, this person is actually walking the path of pure thought, this is a real swordsman." ”

"Is the ancient Buddha satirizing this God?" How could the Emperor Shakti not hear the deep meaning of the words of the Burning Lamp: "Since the ancient Buddha wants this God to make a move, then I will compare myself with this swordsman." ”

"Emperor Shakti. The pharmacist frowned and said, "Although this person's sword intent is strong, his mana is only eight points at the peak, so if you go to battle, I'm afraid it won't be in accordance with the rules." ”

"It doesn't matter. Emperor Shakti stood up and said, "Since it is a battle of swordsmen, I don't use mana, I only compete with this person in the way of swordsmanship." ”

"Whoosh!"

Emperor Shakti dodged, and in the blink of an eye, he had appeared on the high platform.

Ji Chongsheng's pupils suddenly narrowed: "Emperor Shakti." ”

Emperor Shakti said: "You don't need to be surprised, rest assured, this God will not use mana to bully people, you and I are both sword users, today we will only compete in swordsmanship, not mana, how about it?"

"Good!" Ji Chongsheng also had a trace of excitement, and when he was on the battlefield of Shura, he heard Axulun often mention that the third disciple of the Styx Sect Master, Emperor Shakti, had a high sword technique, and he could comprehend Emperor Shakti's swordsmanship, even if he died in battle, he would have no regrets.

Ji Chong's sword was horizontal, and the cold sword intent spread, and the high platform once fell to the freezing point. Emperor Shakti's hands floated, and three swords appeared above his head on both sides, and the aura of domineering, sin, and destruction erupted.

"The sword pulls the sky, and hates the end of the world. ”

Ji Chongsheng stabbed out with a sword without any moves, and a picture came into the eyes of Emperor Shakti, the bright moon cliff, the infatuated man, drunk and singing, hating the end of the world, and poetry and painting came to his heart.

"The sword intent is picturesque, and it is indeed powerful. Emperor Shakti moved his fingers, and the Heavenly Sin Sword in his left hand shot out, and the sword qi descended from the sky and converged into a waterfall and rushed down: "The Waterfall of Heavenly Drowning." ”

The sword qi waterfall polluted the poetic picture with a strong sense of sin, and washed the bright moon at the end of the world into a bleak light.

"A sword is endless, and ten thousand hatreds return together. Ji Chongsheng took out another sword, and a strong hatred wrapped the sword qi surged, and Emperor Shakti felt a chill in front of him, not only feeling the fierce sword qi, but also hatred rising from his heart.

"Sword Qi can affect the mind, and it is really quite attained. With a movement of his right hand, the Sword of Annihilation flew over, and the aura of destruction spread out, and destruction and hatred confronted.

"The Way of Destruction. Ji Chongsheng said: "I have also cultivated a little bit in the lower level, please ask Tianjun for guidance." The sword broke through the sky, and the Xuan Jedi was destroyed. ”

Another breath of destruction came over the world.

"This is not just a shallow cultivation, but it is really humble. The fierce god slashes the sky. "Emperor Shakti clasped his hands together, and the two swords of Heavenly Sin Annihilation were combined, and a fierce god with two swords in his hand drilled out of the void and rushed to kill, dispelling hatred and destruction.

"The sea is flat with a sword, and once Wanyue is destroyed!" Ji reborn rose into the air, slashed down with a sword, the sea tide, and the majestic power of Wanyue towering attacked, drowning the fierce god.

"The way of nature, the power of heaven and earth, throughout the ages, your Excellency is enough to be called the best among swordsmen. Emperor Shakti said sincerely, he has always been arrogant and indifferent, but Ji Reborn shocked him too much, for the strong, Emperor Shakti will not be stingy with his respect.

"Venerable is also a true swordsman, worthy of God. "Ji Chongsheng also holds a sword.

"Come on, the last sword, you and I will win or lose. "Emperor Shakti also rose into the air, the fierce god turned into a double sword again and returned to his hand, the King's Landing Sword on his head also moved, and the three divine swords were cut down at the same time, the domineering spirit of the emperor who ruled over the world, the destruction of the world, and the evil path where all evil converged all gushed out, enveloping the entire high platform.

"Emperor Shakti the world. ”

In the face of these three swords, Ji Chongsheng took a deep breath, raised the long sword, and a sword light broke through the sky, and all the clouds in the sky dissipated, and there was no cloud.

"The sky is gone!"

Readers and friends, my new book "Prison Gang" has been launched, returning to modern times, writing the legend of the underworld, I hope new and old readers will support it!