"Duan Yuran" Xiao Jiange's eyes flickered, and he said to himself solemnly, suddenly feeling anxious, the true qi around his body urged to the extreme, and the ice crystal phoenix broke through the sky and shuttled away, heading straight for the barren mountain range.

In the barren mountain range, everyone looked nervously at Emperor Shitian and Duan Yuran, who had come out of the Ling Void Cave Mansion, as if two gods were facing each other from afar.

"The last move is life and death. Jian Guzi looked at the entire battle situation and suddenly said in a low voice, his eyes solemn.

"Duan Yuran" Nangong Song and Dance clenched her hands nervously, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Zhu Wen was also nervous about it, and for the first time he wanted to hope that Duan Yuran would be able to slash Emperor Shitian.

Above the void

I saw that the phantom behind Emperor Shakti was like a ghost stepping on auspicious clouds, and Emperor Shakti was wearing a golden robe exuding a faint golden light, holding a golden sword, his white hair fluttering, and there was a fiery red stripe between his eyebrows.

And Duan Yuran was also surrounded by the eighteenth layer of hell scenes, and the ten Yama halls spread out like a picture scroll, and the blood-red primordial infant was manifested behind him, and in the heaven and earth where Duan Yuran was, there were yellow runes falling one after another, revealing a Sen Luo breath.

The two quietly opposed each other, both of them wanted to display their strongest martial arts.

"It's time to finish. Emperor Shakti's eyes were full of confidence, and his body was full of true qi, and he raised the golden Guan knife in his hand with one hand, and suddenly burst out from his sword with a blood-red and golden ghost and god aura, and the blue-faced ghost venerable Yuan Ying behind his Emperor Shakti was also holding the sky with one hand, exuding great divine power, and its auspicious clouds exuded a sacred aura around it.

Like a god, like a ghost and like a Buddha, the combination of all kinds of contradictions brings a powerful visual impact to the people watching the battle.

"Is this the true power of the Emperor Shakti, so terrifying," a yellow-clothed swordsman muttered in shock as he looked at the Emperor Shakti in the form of a ghost god standing in the void.

"Falling Heaven Slashing Star Technique!" Emperor Shakti drank coldly, and the golden sword in his hand bloomed with surging might, and suddenly a blood-red sword shadow qi that was dozens of zhang long rushed straight into the sky, as if it had broken through the nine heavens and split the chaos, and was held in the hand by the blue-faced ghost venerable who appeared behind Emperor Shakti.

Duan Yuran was dressed in white and ethereal, his eyes were calm, and his mood was peaceful, and suddenly he saw that his whole person became ethereal, as if he was integrated with the surrounding scenery, and Duan Yuran suddenly entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man!

I saw that he erected the mourning sword in front of him, and the clear sword body shone with a bright light, reflecting Duan Yuran's cold face, and I saw a resolute look in his eyes, and a few wisps of green silk fluttering in the wind on his forehead.

Suddenly, the vision rose again, and he saw Duan Yuran turn the eighteen-layer hell phantom and the scene of the ten halls of Yama that had manifested around him into a blue-black streamer into the mourning sword in front of him, and suddenly a terrifying aura unfolded from the mourning sword in front of Duan Yuran.

I used the sword spirit to transform into a primordial infant, and at this moment, I returned to the sword body with the eighteen layers of hell.

Duan Yuran's eyes were clear, "Death Sword, today I swear to slay the demon owl, are you willing to go with me?" Duan Yuran shouted softly, and suddenly the surrounding heaven and earth were covered with yellow rune paper falling one after another, like a colorful yellow snow.

The vision manifested, and the people from the rivers and lakes who heard the sound and the Venerables who were hidden in the void all stared at this scene.

Jian Guzi also looked shocked, and his eyes were filled with horror, "This kid is crazy, he wants to give up the entire Cave Mansion Sword Spirit again!" Jian Guzi looked shocked, it was hard to imagine that Duan Yuran was so resolute.

Abandon the cave just to make a sword!

When Emperor Shakti saw such a scene, his face finally changed greatly.

The mourning sword in Duan Yuran's hand seemed to hear Duan Yuran's heart, and suddenly there was a loud roar, and a shocking sword light bloomed out from the mourning sword in Duan Yuran's hand, rushing straight into the sky, breaking through the nine clouds.

"I have a sword, swear to slay the devil!"

"In front of this sword, there is no life, this sword is called, death sword!"

"My name, Lost Sword Prince, Duan Yuran!"

I saw Duan Yuran stepping out with the mourning sword in his hand, and the heavens and the earth trembled with every step he took when he fell!

"This kind of aura, it's hard to imagine that it can be caused by the Six Heavens of the Condensation Realm!" a famous Venerable in the void appeared and muttered, Duan Yuran holding the Death Sword at this moment The aura emitted at this moment made him feel frightened, and he concluded that if it was against Duan Yuran's sword, he would have to die.

In the void in another place, the figure of a woman in black also slowly emerged, and there was also a thick look of shock in her eyes, and she felt palpitations when she felt such an aura.

In the distance, on the Sword Casting Mountain, the figure of Dustless Wufeng suddenly appeared and stepped into the void, he seemed to feel something, looked in the direction where the barren mountain range was located, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils, only to see a sky-rushing sword intent rising from the place where the barren mountain range was located, and the majestic sword intent emanated and shrouded the entire Central Plains.

The sword intent is sad and resolute, making people feel a throbbing, today, the major swordsmen in the Central Plains are all looking at the direction of the sword intent.

On the Phantom Spirit Mountain, Lian Taixu, who was dressed in a white robe and had white hair on his temples, stopped in the void and looked at the direction of the Barren Mountain Range, his eyes were solemn.

"It's been a hundred years, there hasn't been such a movement, it seems that something extraordinary and important must have happened in the Barren Mountain Range, even if this sword intent is me, I am also shocked. ”

"What a powerful sword intent" Lin Tianhe, who was beside Lian Taixu, also noticed the mighty atmosphere, his face was shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim, with respect in his eyes, he must be a powerful swordsman.

"Ha, Tianhe, work hard, you are not far from this realm. Lian Taixu patted Lin Tianhe, who had high hopes for him, on the shoulder with relief, and said with a smile.

"Well, I'll do my best, Master. Lin Tianhe showed a bright smile and said to Lian Taixu.

Under an ancient pine tree, a black-clothed and white-haired desolate sword stood quietly under the tree, and he also looked towards the barren mountain range, "Why does this sword intent feel familiar." He muttered under his breath.

On another unknown river, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe on a flat boat couldn't help but get up at this moment and look at the sword intent rising from the sky of the barren mountain, his eyes showed a shocked look, and then he took out a gossip map from his bosom and placed it on the flat boat, and then threw down a few golden copper coins to take a hexagram.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, and then he sighed faintly, "Another kendo wizard has fallen, it's a pity, it's a pity."

"Wangwang" The earth dog beside him barked a few times.

On top of another mountain peak, the figure of Blood Demon Nangong Ge slowly appeared beside Liu Yanran, looking at the sword intent that rose to the sky in the barren mountain range, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Do you want me to make a move, otherwise this Sword Emperor Shi Tian will not die and will shed his skin." ”

Liu Yanran was calm, and in the face of such a vision, she was not shocked, and said lightly: "No need, although this situation is a deviation from my expectations, it is just the same, since Emperor Shakti has missed, then he will have to pay the corresponding price." ”

"Riding the momentum of the sky, this sword is destined to go down in the history of the rivers and lakes. Jian Guzi muttered in shock, Duan Yuran's sword is afraid that it will be difficult to block if it is the Seven Heavens Irrigation Sea Realm of the Condensing Realm.

"Snort" Zhu Wen clenched the folding fan in his hand, his eyes shocked.

"Boom" Heaven and Earth roared, a sword qi penetrated through the Nine Heavens Wind and Cloud, straight into the sky, Duan Yuran's eyes suddenly condensed, and the killing intent appeared, and his eyes flashed with madness. Goshoya

"When the sword comes out, the heavens and the earth cry!"

A voice fell, and everyone's eyes froze.

I saw Duan Yuran raise his sword, and a sword fell, and the blood-red primordial infant behind Duan Yuran was also the same, and with a sword slash, the blood-red primordial infant suddenly drilled into Duan Yuran's body.

There was a sword roar, and the whole world seemed to turn into daylight.

Emperor Shakti was shocked, and immediately used the Yuan Gong to the extreme, and it was also a slash, and the blood-red sword shadow slashed down, and it was staggered with the day.

The two pole moves were intertwined, the heavens and the earth shook non-stop, and everyone only felt that the vision in front of them was blurry and shaking, and they couldn't help but close their eyes one after another.

Even if it is a master like Jian Guzi, he can't help but rise up at this moment, concentrating on his true qi and enveloping himself and Zhu Wen, Nangong singing and dancing all around.

All the warriors in the barren mountain range felt dizzy for a while, and the sound of faint and faint Dao cries echoed in their ears, as if they were in hell, as if they were in hell, and everyone was shocked into a cold sweat behind their backs, and there was a throbbing and trembling from the depths of their souls, which was the fear from the soul.

I don't know how long it took, the trembling heaven and earth slowly calmed down, and everyone stared away.

What caught my eye was an extremely magnificent picture, only to see that there were nearly half of the mountains in the barren mountain range for thousands of miles, as if they were divided by the Dao sword qi and sword qi, as if a deep and bottomless ravines crisscrossed and towered, and the blood stained the earth red, some of them were demon beasts who had no time to escape, and some were weak warriors who could not bear the aftermath.

Above the mountains, there are two figures standing.

One is the golden-robed and white-haired Emperor Shakti, and the other is Duan Yuran, who is dressed in white.

"Sizzle" a sword sound, the mourning sword was inserted into the ground, shining with a white light, and then extinguished, turning into a gloomy, "bang" a crisp sound, only to see that the dark green gem inlaid on the hilt of the mourning sword shattered, turned into a piece of dust and scattered, and the body of the mourning sword was also extinguished and dimmed.

The two of them stood quietly, and the golden sword in the hand of Emperor Shakti also showed the true body of the black and red pardoning ghost, and at this moment, the flag of forgiveness of the ghost pan was actually damaged, and the black and red banner turned into a tattered state.

"Boom" There was a roar, and the ground was sinking for hundreds of miles around the two of them, the grass and trees were destroyed, and the rubble was flying.

Everyone looked intently.

The demeanor of this sword was deeply imprinted in the hearts of hundreds of warriors and people watching the battle around him.

Everyone knows that no matter whether this battle is won or lost, after today, the name of Duan Yuran, the son of the lost sword, will definitely be famous in the entire Central Plains, even though it may be short-lived, but it is enough to make the swordsmen of the world remember it in their hearts.

One person single-handedly picks up the entire evil pit, a sword angrily provokes the emperor Shitian, and there is a sword to kill the deeds of the seven great venerables, which is destined to make the Central Plains swordsmen remember it in their hearts and unforgettable, so that the righteous knights of the rivers and lakes are deeply impressed, and their hearts are surging, so as to remember their righteousness.

On the battlefield, a shocking scene happened, only to see the whole body of Emperor Shakti bloom with a white light, and then suddenly exploded, turning into a blood mist sprinkled on the earth, everyone was shocked, only to see a red streamer into the sky, and then an angry shout echoed between the mountains, making all the warriors present deafening.

"Boy, you dare to destroy my body! Today I will let you die in this barren mountain range!"

The angry shouts echoed in the entire barren mountain range, and everyone was shocked when they heard this, and Jian Guzi was even more shocked, "I didn't expect this sword to still let Emperor Shakti's Yuan Ying escape, but even if he is not dead, he will not be hidden for a hundred years, and this time Emperor Shakti is afraid that his vitality will be greatly injured." ”

The "boom" voice fell, and a rumbling sound suddenly rose, and the entrenched Condensation Realm Sevenfold Heavenly Demon Beast Giant Python actually moved, and its body exuded a surging might, only to see its probe coming with its mouth open.

When everyone saw such a scene, they all changed color, so they hurriedly evacuated, for fear of being affected, swallowed in one bite, and becoming their nourishment.

The giant python rushed to its body with the smoke and dust of the gravel in the sky, and its huge body rolled up the smoke and dust, and opened its mouth to reveal a scarlet blood basin.

Emperor Shakti actually urged the giant python to kill Duan Yuran in one fell swoop!

Duan Yuran's body also exploded suddenly, one after another blood flowers bloomed, and all the acupoints around his body were abandoned, Duan Yuran's expression turned pale, kneeling on one knee, holding the broken mourning sword in his hand, his face showed a look of relief and regret, with remembrance in his eyes, he looked at the huge giant python figure and sighed softly.

"Sword Song, I did my best. Duan Yuran, who was dressed in white and red, sighed, gave up the struggle and prepared to die calmly, Duan Yuran knew his situation at the moment, after this move, he was already seriously injured, and his cultivation was in ruins, and he was in a catastrophe today, and there was no life.

The yellow rune paper fell all over the sky, as if telling a sense of sadness, a white robe knelt on the ground to hold the sword, and the green silk fluttered.

Duan Yuran's eyes were full of remembrance, and his eyes were full of regret.

"One day, I will make the name of the Death Sword famous in the Central Plains!"

Duan Yuran couldn't help but think of the oath he had made with Xiao Jiange in the Moon Pavilion at the beginning, and couldn't help but smile slightly, he had done it now, but it was a pity that the peak sword power of his life could completely kill him as he wished.

I'm sorry, Liuying, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in this life.

Duan Yuran looked up at the blue sky and said softly, as if he was a little unwilling and regretful, after all, he still couldn't return to the mountains and forests with you, but Duan Yuran had firmness in his eyes.

Even if it were to do it again, I would still choose it this way, and I would still be so willful.

"Roar" The giant python raised its head and opened its bloody mouth, saliva splattered in all directions, and then its fierce gaze suddenly stared at Duan Yuran, who was kneeling on one knee and holding the sword.

"Walking the rivers and lakes, you have to talk about love, Xiao Jiange, I'm here to accompany you. ”

Duan Yuran slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

I saw that the giant python suddenly opened its bloody mouth and swooped down, wanting to swallow Duan Yuran alive in one bite.

"Not good!" Jian Guzi's eyes froze, and he was about to make a move, but then his eyes froze.

I only heard an earth-shattering roar that exploded, echoing between the entire barren mountain range, like throwing stones into a river, stirring endlessly.

"Brute, you can't find death!" A familiar voice suddenly came from a distance, making the surrounding warriors and people in the rivers and lakes look at each other.

Zhu Wen and Nangong were even more shocked.

The voice was all too familiar to the two of them, and they both looked at the place where the voice came from with a look of anticipation.