Heaven and earth were slaughtered.

Except for the one-eyed demon clan that receded like a tide, only Ling Zifeng and Yan Endless were confronting each other in the entire sky.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at the murderous two, and their hearts were hanging.

Although Ling Zifeng's strength is now difficult to guess, Yan Hentai's cultivation is also unfathomable, and the title of the ancestor of Kyushu martial arts is not called in vain.

Even Ling Zifeng's exercises, almost all of them came from the hands of Yan Endless, the Soul Devouring Technique, the Chaos Heavenly Book, and every exercise was passed down by Yan Endless.

Although Yan Wuhen is only a remnant soul now, he is still a little outrageously strong.

And Ling Zifeng's only advantage was the solipsistic sword dao he had just comprehended.

However, these kendo moves have all been performed in front of Yan Wuhen, and it is still two to say whether they can win or not.

"Ling Zifeng, you are the most outstanding of my many disciples, as long as you choose to stand on my side, there will be a place for you in the Xuan Domain in the future. Yan Wuhen looked at Ling Zifeng, if he could convince Ling Zifeng to look, then all the plans would be successful.

"Huh!"

"Disciple, you can say it. ”

"Yan Wuhen, you owe this piece of heaven and earth justice. ”

Ling Zifeng sneered, if Yan Wuhen really regarded him as a disciple, how could he calculate against him, Kyushu respected him as an ancestor, but he had harmed Kyushu for thousands of years.

At this time and now, in the face of these thousands of juniors, how can Yan Wuhen say it, and say it so naturally, without the slightest guilt or shame.

"Justice..."

"Where is justice under heaven? ”

"My wife is dead, who gives me justice. ”

"My three most beloved disciples, their souls are scattered, and there are no corpses, who will give me justice. ”

"Since there is no justice, then I am justice, and I want to give the world a damn justice. ”

Yan Endless looked like a mad demon, roaring angrily, this is the hatred that has been simmering for thousands of years, the resentment that has been buried deep in his heart, he hates this world, hates everyone above the Xuan Domain, and hates this damn fate even more.

Since the battle of the one-eyed demon clan, there has been no trace of him above the Xuan Domain, everyone thinks he is dead, some people speculate that he stepped through the void and turned into an immortal from the ground, and some people speculate that he is tired of the rivers and lakes and has returned to the mountains and forests.

Who knows, he was chased and killed for thousands of miles, escorted by three disciples, fled all the way, in order to save him, the three disciples he valued the most, died tragically in front of his eyes, and he was powerless, watching them die and disappear, their souls were scattered, and there were no corpses.

As a top master above the Xuan Domain, who has dominated the world for countless years, how could he have suffered such humiliation, as a human teacher, but watched his disciples die to save himself, how could he not repay such hatred.

But he didn't even know who killed him, let alone when there were so many martial arts masters in the world, and he didn't know when he had offended such a person, and he didn't know who wanted to kill him, and he didn't know who to find to take revenge.

And

With his skills, he is in a state of being seriously injured, let alone revenge, and self-protection is a little reluctant. That's why he went incognito and traveled to all major territories to seek supreme martial arts.

As long as he keeps devouring the soul, he can make infinite breakthroughs, transcend between heaven and earth, walk in the starry sky and the galaxy, and be invincible.

So, he forcibly scattered his soul, hid a part of his soul in the Soul Eater Sword, and wandered into the world, causing boundless killing, constantly devouring the souls of the dead to strengthen himself.

One copy is hidden in the Ancestral Tower, waiting for the arrival of the Soul Eater Sword Master. The other is hidden in the Void Mirror, waiting for the day when the three souls will gather.

And so, day after day, year after year.

It was tens of millions of years of waiting, but after all, it still didn't disappoint him, Ling Zifeng's generation of Soul Devouring Sword Masters finally walked out of a different world, and the Soul Devouring Technique shone in his hands.

However, the world is impermanent, and if you let others do everything, there will be times when you miss.

Yan Wuhen never thought that the Void Mirror would be sealed by the two factions of Shushan and Kunlun. And the soul in the Soul Devouring Sword, after being nourished over time, has become so strong that even he is afraid of it.

For the sake of safety, he could only watch that soul fend for itself, anyway, the goal has been achieved, although the death of the soul in the Soul Devouring Sword will cause him a lot of damage.

However, as long as he killed Ling Zifeng and the others and devoured everyone's souls, he could make up for his loss.

After releasing and fusing the soul in the Void Mirror, he was countless times stronger than he was at his peak in the past.

Now, it is the time to break the situation, the earth-shattering trick he planted with his own hands, it is naturally up to him to break it, what justice, what people's hearts, even if heaven and man abandon it, what does it matter.

"Is it really worth slaughtering the world for the sake of personal anger? ”

Ling Zifeng's face was full of sadness, he could understand Yan Hen's mood, but he didn't agree with his approach, he had also created boundless killings in the past.

And now, these killings have become his inner demons, although they have not affected him, but the inner demons have been born, and one day, they will have to pay for it.

"Heaven and earth are deficient, all living beings are ants, only by being strong can we control our destiny. ”

"Although you and I don't have the name of master and apprentice, but we have the reality of master and apprentice, you have your heart guard, I have my 10,000-year obsession, today, let's fight to the death. Yan Wuhen smiled indifferently.

"Kill!"

At this point, there was no need to say more, Ling Zifeng snorted coldly, his breath soared, and he turned into a huge sword that was several zhang long, and with the momentum of the wind sweeping away the leaves, he went towards the endless killing of Yan.

"Zheng!"

Jian Gang roared softly, tearing through the void, with Sen Han's killing intent, it was bound to kill with one blow.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Looking at the infinitely dilated Jian Gang in his pupils, Yan Wuhen couldn't help but sigh in admiration, but he didn't mean to dodge with medicine.

This is not a big deal, but in the face of absolute power, any attack is futile!

I saw that he stretched out his withered right hand, his middle finger was bent and his thumb was interlocked, and the majestic Xuan Qi lingered, and he flicked it lightly towards the attacking sword gang.

"Whew!"

Jian Gang was blocked, and the force of the rebound knocked Ling Zifeng upside down, and he tossed in the air several times in a row before he stabilized his body.

"It's a pity, it's time to end!"

Yan Wuhen sighed, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of Tranquility, he no longer had the patience to play with Ling Zifeng, Sen Bai's flame palm condensed, and finally turned into a huge palm, grabbing Ling Zifeng in the air.

"Good come, you're the one you're waiting for. ”

Ling Zifeng sneered in his heart, and the sword gang reversed, turning into thousands of sword shadows, and slashed down towards Yan Endless in the air!

(End of chapter)