"How about using the Nine Heavens as a sword?"

A startled sound came out of the nine heavens and clouds, resounding throughout the world.

A strong wind swept away, the gravel flew, and the heaven and earth were like a tornado-like scene, only to see the whirlpool in the sea of clouds in the nine heavens, like a deep hole in the sea of clouds.

A broken white dressed Xuan Mo Ran stood on top of the mountain peak, the wind surging all around, the corners of his clothes rose with the wind, the mountain peak saint stood, Xuan Mo Ran squinted and looked at the whirlpool in the sky.

In the vast world of wind and gravel scenes, Xuan Mo stained his figure as small as a mustard seed, but the aura and power emanating from his body were indeed terrifying, like a demon god standing in the world, making people tremble.

I saw that in the whirlpool of the sea of clouds in the sky, there was an illusory sword shadow slowly emerging from it.

The martial arts that Xiao Jiange performed were the inheritance of martial arts obtained from the Xiao Mansion Competition back then.

Nine heavens and ten earths, one sword!

Xiao Jiange, who has now entered the holy realm, has once again used such martial arts, and he has reached the pinnacle and truly realized the spirit of using the Nine Heavens as a sword.

With the Nine Heavens as the sword, a sword shadow like a heavenly brand probed out from the whirlpool of the Nine Heavens Sea of Clouds, tilted down like the Milky Way, and smashed down to the earth.

The majesty was immense, and the terrifying aura emanated, and the whole world trembled.

The heaven-like illusory sword shadow fell down, and the vast sword intent filled the entire heaven and earth, slashing towards the white-clothed Xuan Mo dyed through the air.

The sword qi rippled, overwhelmingly crushing down, and the figure of Xuan Mo in white was as small as a mustard seed under this huge sword shadow, but in the face of this mighty sword shadow, the eyes of the sword shadow burst out with majestic battle intent.

I saw Xuan Moran's eyes condensed, and the true qi of his body was shocked, and the blood and red blood qi around his body surged, and his magic skills were urged again, and the heavenly demon qi was condensed, and his figure soared to six zhang, just like a demon god who had descended into the world, and his heavenly demon body was exerted, and his palm was pinched with a scarlet blood, and his waist sank, stepping on the top of the mountain, and the ground under his feet was sunk into a hundred zhang, and the gravel was flying.

The "Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect" Xuan Mo dyed his white clothes and agitated, his footsteps sank, and the terrifying demonic qi around him was surging, and he suddenly gathered violently, and suddenly the sound of shocks from Xuan Mo Dye was endless, and a blood-red terrifying seal converged in the sky above it.

I saw that on the blood-red seal method as big as a millstone, there was a hideous face, and the illusory demon venerable with a blue face and fangs stood on top of it, all of them with a bearded face and angry eyes, showing a state of madness.

Each of the demon venerables exuded a surging terrifying aura, and at a glance, there were one hundred and eight statues, and the patterns of the Seal and Law were intertwined to outline a hellish scene.

The seal is condensed, the Ten Thousand Demons Dynasty Sect, and the demons are commanded, and they dare not obey.

Xuan Mo Ran's face was solemn, and for the first time, he sacrificed his supreme killing move, the seal of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty.

With the Abi Hell as the foundation, and the one hundred and eight demons as the law, a seal will be sacrificed to destroy the heavens and the earth!

The supreme magic skill was sacrificed, and suddenly the heavens and the earth were darkened, and the sky seemed to be dyed with a blood-colored veil, and a round of white jade and bright moon suddenly turned into a blood-red scarlet moon.

The demonic power was vast, and the entire peak saint realm trembled.

In the chaos of nothingness, I saw two polar moves colliding.

That huge illusory sword shadow like a heavenly brand collided with the law seal of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect and was annihilated.

The terrifying sword qi is overwhelming, wisps, intertwined in the void, each wisp contains the power of cutting mountains and seas.

There was also that blood-red and purple thunder shattering the void, distorting the entire heaven and earth, and the Dao blood-red thunder mangs were like thundersnakes, intertwined with the overwhelming sword qi, crushing and consuming each other.

The two pinnacle peaks of the Holy Realm also suddenly exploded in unison, destroying five or six zhang again, and the rubble flew sideways like a whirlpool in this piece of heaven and earth.

Every piece of rubble that swirls in the void is imprinted with the lines of the Great Dao.

This is the manifestation of the avenue of Xiao Jiange and Xuan Moran's life.

The two peaks are as high as 100 zhang, symbolizing the foundation of the two saints, and each time the two hands will be cut off from the peaks for several zhang.

The saints fought each other, based on the sun, moon and the earth, and it was seen who had a deep foundation.

The saint lives with heaven and earth, and he is also in harmony with heaven and earth to occupy a side of luck.

If you want to strangle a saint, you can only kill him if he destroys the foundation of his luck.

And the current two peaks are the luck of the two.

Looking up, I saw that in the void of annihilation, two figures were staggered, and the swords were staggered, as if in an instant.

"Sneer" Xiao Jiange's eyes were cold, his figure reappeared, his white hair fluttered, holding the Nirvana Sword and slashing towards Xuan Mo Ran, the blade of the sword swept over the surrounding rubble and sparked, attacking with a terrifying sword aura.

Xuan Moran's expression was solemn, his figure was elegant, and the Heavenly Demon Qi entered his body, constantly destroying the majestic vitality in Xiao Jiange's body and torturing Xiao Jiange's soul, so Xiao Jiange had to use the Lonely Snow Sword Intent to fight against this demonic qi in his body.

The Lone Snow Sword is meant to be inside, and the Martial Idiot Sword is meant to be outside, and Xiao Jiange's two Holy Realm sword intents have stopped the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Dynasty Sect's seals.

Even so, Xiao Jiange is still not very comfortable, and his offensive has a great impact, otherwise Gu Xuewu's sword intent will come out, and Xiao Jiange will have the confidence to suppress Xuan Moran.

On the other hand, Xuan Mo Dye, a white cloth was already broken, and a sword wound spread from his right shoulder to his lower abdomen, and the sword intent at the wound was surging, with Dao Dao sword qi vertical and horizontal, and it was also destroying his own qi in a steady stream.

The Nine Heavens Sword can be said to have reached the point where Xuan Mo was almost seriously injured.

The figures of the two are staggered, Xiao Jiange's eyes are crazy, not defending but attacking, one sword after another, like mountains and flowing water, endless, dense, intertwined like silk threads.

Xuan Mo Ran was forced to be helpless, and he was so flawed that he couldn't handle it several times, and he was angry at the moment, and exchanged injuries with Xiao Jiange.

The two of them each received a sword and a palm, and flew upside down.

Xuan Mo Ran stepped on the void, his body was shocked, he stabilized his figure, and after taking one hand, he was dressed in white, although he was embarrassed at the moment, he still couldn't hide his surging demeanor.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "If you don't let Xiao Jiange lose this divine sword, I'm afraid this battle will be in suspense." Xuan Mo Ran thought secretly, and was shocked by the power of the Excalibur.

Xiao Jiange's foundation for decades relies on the ability of the divine sword, and every move and style of his ability can compete with his century-old foundation.

This made Xuan Mo Ran's mood ripple, and there was a faint sense of unhappiness.

"A sword from the sky, a sword immortal!" Xiao Jiange stabilized his figure, his mink velvet moved slightly, the battle intent in his eyes rose, and the killing intent fluttered, only to see him shout, and the sword qi around his body rose into the air like thunder, exuding great might.

A sword qi suddenly gathered in the Nine Heavens, and the thunder and lightning turned into a thread, converging towards Xiao Jiange's figure.

Seeing such a scene, Xuan Moran couldn't help but change his face slightly.

He is unforgettable in this move.

Jiang Jiuhuang's free slashing immortal sword!

Back then, Jiang Jiuhuang relied on this trick to live with himself in three moves, and he retreated.

"Well, no, there is a form without a god" Xuan Moran stared for a moment, his eyes were abrupt, and he said coldly, and at the moment, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and the magic skill urged again, and the figure burst out, and he used the supreme magic skill Shura palm to attack and kill Xiao Jiange, who was gaining momentum.

In the face of Xiao Jiange's false momentum, Xuan Mo was furious, and when he saw this great opportunity, he refused to let go of the moment, and did not hesitate to attack and kill.

The palm print broke through the air, and it trembled before it reached the heavens and the earth.

Xuan Mo's figure attacked and killed, and suddenly the heavens and the earth trembled, and the moonlight was hazy, as if there was a surging killing intent hidden.

Xiao Jian Singer in the Nirvana Sword Heavenly Thunder Sword Qi intertwined, like that thunder snake scurrying, seeing Xuan Mo Ran who was attacking and killing, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, there were wisps of murderous intent blooming in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile on his cold face.

Xuan Mo stained the demonic qi around his body and rolled, his blood was monstrous, although he was dressed in white, but the murderous aura emanating from his body made him like a Shura from hell.

The seal was formed from his palm, and the ancient blood-red inscriptions revealed a terrifying aura, containing the supreme avenue, which could change the color of heaven and earth, and subvert the mountains and seas.

The Shura Seal Method, one of the supreme martial arts of the Demon Sect, was obtained by Xuan Mo dyed in an ancient ruins in the past, and the record during it was the terrifying martial arts of the ancient Shura Field, and its essence was beyond the world.

This move is the martial arts of killing the Tao, and Xuan Mo Ran's first debut is to kill all the masters in the world with the posture of killing gods, and one person can block millions of teachers.

The palm roared through the air, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the entire holy realm was shaken.

Xiao Jiange's eyes lit up, and the sword momentum around him changed completely, and the sword intent soared straight into the sky like a pillar.

"The sun and the moon rise in the sea!" Xiao Jiange's eyes shone brightly, and his pupils suddenly turned yellow and blue.

When the words fell, a vision suddenly appeared, and I saw that the blood-red full moon was surrounded by another round of shining sun.

The sun and the moon appear together, one of the most powerful visions of heaven and earth.

"Drink, luck is inherited from the seniors, and the juniors should send Liu Tianfeng off with this beckon, Liu senior!" Xiao Jiange said coldly, the light of the Nirvana sword was released, and Xiao Jiange drew the sun and the moon and the mighty qi for a sword.

A golden and blue sword burst out, carrying the power of heaven and earth towards the oncoming Xuan Mo.

The sword intent shook the heavens and the earth, and with the blessing of the power of the divine sword, it had an unrivaled momentum.

"Drink, break it for me!" Xuan Mo Ran faced this terrifying sword, his face did not change, he was not afraid, his magic skills were exhausted, his demonic energy was rising, his momentum was soaring, and he was about to seriously injure Xiao Jiange with one move.

"Boom!" The two collided, and suddenly there was only a dazzling light left in the entire Holy Realm.

The void exploded, the sun and the moon collapsed, and in the chaos of annihilation, Xuan Mo Ran broke the sword with a palm and came towards Xiao Jiange, raised his palm, and the palm was vast, and he shot at Xiao Jiange with the breath of death.

"Sizzle" Xiao Jiange looked coldly at the man in white in front of him, his white hair fluttering, his eyes were sharp, and his pupils bloomed with infinite murderous intent.

"It's not good, it's a trick!" Xuan Mo ran half of his palm, and his face changed dramatically.

I saw countless fine sword qi in the Void of Fang Yuan, and the surging sword shadows were intertwined and densely spread in the void.

The Dao Dao sword shadow was one and a half feet long, exuding terrifying sword intent.

At a glance, there are a million swords!

Millions of swords hung in the air, the vast sword intent and the holy power were intertwined, and the terrifying power pressed the realm, exuding the breath of death.

Even if it is Xuan ink dyeing, it can't help but change color.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Xiao Jiange looked at the person in front of him coldly, and the majestic figure appeared in his mind.

That Miaoyin Valley turned his back to himself and returned to the sect with ten thousand swords as his broken immortal white-clothed figure.

"At the beginning, the Nine Heavens of Qi were cultivated to be able to fight with you in a hundred moves with one-handed swordsmanship. Xiao Jiange said slowly.

Millions of sword shadows suddenly roared in unison.

For the first time, a look of horror appeared in Xuan Moran's eyes, and he was completely confident.

"Since my debut, I have suffered countless defeats, but in my life, I only seek one victory. Xiao Jiange rose up with his sword, and millions of sword shadows moved together, and the Nirvana Sword volley was the center, and a shocking scene suddenly appeared.

"In order to comfort the spirits of Qi predecessors in the sky. Xiao Jiange said lightly.

Xuan Mo Ran's eyes changed, and he wanted to escape, but he was locked by a million qi machines, and it was difficult to move for a while

Xuan Mo was dyed with cold sweat, and his heart was extremely flustered, wanting to seek a glimmer of life.

However, Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, and his true qi suddenly urged, not giving Xuan Mo a chance.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

In an instant, millions of sword shadows moved in unison, and the tip of the sword pointed at the white-clothed figure.

"Sizzle" The sound of millions of swords gathered, and the terrifying scene of ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors was shocked.

One sword, one sword intent, ten thousand swords converge together.

In the apocalyptic scene where the sword shadow shuttled like a meteor, Xiao Jiange was in a trance.

The sword intent left by the ten thousand swordsmen of Wanjian Mountain was also poured into this move by Xiao Jiange at the same time.

One sword and one move, enough for ten thousand moves and millions of swords.

"It turns out that this is also one of your calculations. There was a little disbelief in Xiao Jiange's eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that Xiao Jiange discovered that Mu Qingyi's calculations for the overall situation of a hundred years were so terrifying.

The inheritance of Wanjian Mountain and the Broken Bamboo Peak, Qi Haoran's teaching of the sword technique turned out to be Mu Qingyi's calculation.

It's just to give yourself a better chance of winning the last battle.