As time passed, the battle became more and more intense, and the light of the fighting qi on the sword saint Ron became more and more dazzling, and gradually, he could no longer see his body and face clearly, and could only see a silver-white ball of light surrounding the sword qi.

And the same is true of the Titan, who suppressed most of the strength on the other side, surrounded by thunder and hurricanes, and unable to see his body.

From Muria's point of view, you can only see a round of silver-white "sun" and a round of golden "sun" swimming in the air, colliding with each other, and from time to time swaying some "light".

These "rays" sometimes fall onto the ground as they collide, and at this time, these rays reveal their terrifying destructive power.

The tall and steep mountains were cut off, and bottomless canyons appeared on the ground...... Mountains turn into hills, hills into flatlands, and flatlands into basins.

As these two legends fought, the aftermath of their battle spilled the ground in front of Muria's eyes by a layer, and the earth quickly changed its appearance, and in an instant, the vicissitudes of life.

The power of legend, terrifying.

...... The silver-white "sun" fell from the sky again, striking the earth that had been pierced through thousands of holes, and the earth collapsed, rapidly sinking downward, and the collapsed area expanded rapidly under the impact of the "sun".

Soon, the impact of the fall of the silver-white "sun" was completely vented to the ground, and the huge impact caused a huge sinkhole to appear on the earth, and at the edge of the sinkhole, a circle of mountains around the sinkhole appeared, and a circular mountain range formed by the impact appeared.

When the earth tremor caused by the impact did not stop, the silver-white "sun" incarnated by the sword saint Ron once again flew into the sky, fighting with the golden "sun" incarnated by the Titan Ya Hibern, and the sword qi crossed the sky, drawing out black spatial cracks as thin as hair, but these spatial cracks were fleeting, and the healing speed was amazing.

"It's a pity!" Sylvester sighed under his breath at the sight of the stalemate battle.

"What is a pity?" Micaliera looked at her brother suspiciously.

"To be able to fight to such an extent with a Titan who is about to embark on an epic path under the same conditions, or at a disadvantage, is enough to show that his talent is above billions of mortal things, and he is already beyond human beings, and can be compared with us. ”

"It's down to talent. Muria frowned, he hated this statement, Casio had already said that the Sword Saint Ron was from a civilian background and did not have any background in power. If it was just by virtue of talent, he would never have gotten to this point.

"What can be a pity about this kind of combat power?" a Titan questioned, "Among the legends of mankind, he is definitely the most powerful, ordinary Terran legends, even if His Excellency Ahiburn suppresses his strength, he is not an opponent. ”

"I feel sorry for him as a human being. "Handsome and incomparable, with white skin and crystal like jade, the Blazing Sky Divine Descendant who emitted a faint white light stared at the Sword Saint who slashed out a sword rainbow and slashed the Titan Ya Burn into the air.

"If he is born in my Blazing Sky Divine Race, with his talent, there is a great possibility that he will embark on an epic path and become a majestic being on a par with the gods. ”

"Hmph, epic status is not something that can be achieved by talent alone. When a soul-level Titan heard this, he immediately retorted with some dissatisfaction.

"We are descendants of the Old Gods, and becoming an epic is not as difficult as your Titans, and we are different from you. Sylvester glanced faintly at the retorted Titan.

"Qi!" Some Titans sneered, but did not refute, acquiescing to Sylvester's words.

"What is the method by which the Blazing Divine Clan achieves an epic?" Muria looked at some of the Blazing Divine Descendants with a smug look on their faces, and had some doubts in her heart, but it was difficult to ask now.

"Speaking of which, the human race is really special, the strongest can hold high the throne of the gods and become immortal gods. And the weak are weak as dust. ”

"It's true, the difference between the strong and the weak is too great, and sometimes I wonder, are they really the same race?"

...... Just as Muria listened with great interest to the Titans and the Blazing Divine Descendants discussing the human race, a Titan at the peak of Soul Intent suddenly spoke up.

"This human is going to lose!"

"How come?" Muria looked up and looked at the sky, in his eyes, the silver-white "sun" transformed by the Sword Saint Ron was still shining brightly, no weaker than the golden "sun" of Ahbourne.

"Well, it's going to be defeated. Hearing this conclusion, Sylvester nodded in agreement, "As a human being, how long can the 'Fighting Qi' he cultivated support him to carry out this kind of high-intensity battle?"

Muria was stunned, now the Sword Saint Ron and the legendary Titan Ya Hibern are evenly matched, neither of them can suppress the other for a long time, they can only briefly gain the upper hand, and then they will soon be chased back.

Therefore, they are now fighting for consumption, whoever is the first to exhaust their strength will lose, it is obvious that the body of a human being is more than two meters at most, no matter how refined and compressed the "Dou Qi" is, all the amount contained will never be comparable to the Titan, and it is not a level at all.

"Ron's Juggernaut. Muria looked at the dark sky where the sword qi was dominant, and her mood was inexplicably a little depressed. In a trance, Muria saw that the round of endless sword qi that slashed out, and the shining silver-white sun seemed to dim a little, not as dazzling as before.

"Humans. After the Juggernaut and the Titan fought again and separated, Ashborne's voice rang out like thunder, "How long can you last in this state?"

The light of the fighting spirit on "......" had begun to dim, and the Sword Saint was silent, he understood that he could not win this battle, and the near-god races recorded in the book could only feel their horror when they really faced it directly.

"It's a pity, Ron. Ashburn, who didn't get a response, sighed lightly, "You are really good at fighting me so fiercely as a human being, use all your remaining strength to decide the victory with one move." ”

"A trick. The Sword Saint nodded, and the light of the fighting qi that enveloped his whole body disappeared directly, and the whole person directly returned to the plain appearance when he first appeared.

And unlike his ordinary state of being a mortal, the dark blue long sword in his hand began to emit a bright and dazzling silver-white light, this man, he was pouring all the remaining fighting energy in his body into the long sword.

"Yes, exactly. Seeing this familiar scene, the Titan Ya Burn burst out laughing, and the golden light that burst out of his body due to the surging power began to contract, revealing his perfect body with knotted muscles.

Like the Sword Saint Ron, Ahbone poured the power of his body into the heavy sword in his hand, and the furious power passed through his arm, making the chains wrapped around his arm "Boom!".

"Click!" "Click!" ...... Cracks in the fine black space, slightly thicker than a hair, appeared in the long swords clenched in the hands of the two of them, spreading like spider webs in all directions.

The Sword Master slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and the silver-white sword light on the sharp blade of the dark blue essence gold long sword in his hand continued to extend, and soon, a huge lightsaber more than 100 meters high appeared under the gray sky of this ruined world, shining brightly.

The Titan held the heavy sword in his hand across his chest, the vast and violent power contained in the heavy sword, and similarly, a ray of light sword that was more than 100 meters long was held in his hand by a hurricane and thunder.

An extremely oppressive atmosphere, centered on these two legends, spread with an incomparably solemn atmosphere, baptized by the power of the epic Titans, and on the black mountains endowed with the power of protection, the Titans and the Blazing Divine Descendants no longer discussed, but only stared at the sky.

"This kind of power, if it weren't for the mountain under our feet, I would want to turn around and run now. Beside Muria, Titan boy Gerald said with a serious face.

He wasn't kidding, Gerald was really startled by the two forces in the air, and his instinct was a frantic warning to him, keeping him away from the two powerful beings who were doing their best to deliver the final blow.

"Me too. Muria rubbed his stiff face, he could sense the two terrifying forces in the sky that seemed to destroy everything around him, and his body instinct told him that it was time to run, the farther away the better.

However, Muria's sanity told him that he should stay and watch the final blow, believing in the power of the Epic Boss, a transformed mountain that would protect them from the aftermath of the legendary battle.

Just as Muria suppressed his physical instincts, the Sword Saint Ron and the Titan Ya Hiberne swung their swords...... At this moment, in Muria's eyes, the heavens and the earth were colorless, and in the world, only that silver-white sword light and another golden sword light remained.

"Boom!" The two sword lights met, and then, as if the explosion sound of the birth of the world came, Muria, who saw this scene, his eyes were swollen, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be about to burst, and his spiritual sea was also violently shaking, and the diamond-shaped crystal-shaped spell model suspended in the spiritual sea was also shaking, making Muria feel dizzy.

"Aang!" a loud dragon roar resounded in Muria's body, calming all the discomfort in his body and calming his turbulent spiritual sea.

Then, Muria opened her eyes, shining golden dragon pupils, and looked far away, wanting to see the result of this final blow.

"Lord Juggernaut!" Muria exclaimed......

In the air, a small figure in linen clothes was falling, with a puff of bright red and piercing blood, and on the side, a dark blue long sword stained with a little golden blood spun, "sonorous!" and plunged into the strange rocky and gray land.

"Bang!" Muria watched with some discomfort as the ordinary-born Sword Master smashed to the ground, but instead of rising to the sky like before, he fought fiercely with the Titans.

Juggernaut defeated?