The light of the sun is a very important reliance for the Sun King, and now that the sun has been obscured by dark clouds, this is undoubtedly a disaster for him.

"Why do you want to be in the same league with that old ghost of Chai Ke, you must know that you will definitely have a great future if you don't meet me, accept your fate."

Murong Tiankui had already put away his qi, and the immortal crane had disappeared with it. It's just that the sword in Murong Tiankui's hand is still tightly held by him, and the sword qi slowly gathers from the hilt of the sword to his hand.

"Just kidding, is my Sun King the one who admits defeat so easily? My name is the Sun King, and it is true that he naturally relies on the sun's rays, but he does not rely on it alone. If I'd been relying on sunlight all along, I don't know how many times I'd been in hell by now. ”

The Sun King looked coldly at the number one on this terrible god list.

"Oh? Then I'd like to see what else you're capable of. In any case, you must die in this place today, and I will never let anyone who dares to violate my daughter live in this world. ”

This is the second time in Murong Tiankui's life that he has shown this kind of expression, which is exactly the same as the expression of the great battle many years ago.

"Then let's go ahead."

The Sun King put away the roulette wheel in his hand, and somewhere he took out a short knife.

This short knife, Murong Tiankui seemed to know it, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while. The Sun King grabbed the short sword fiercely, and a stream of breath was transported to the sword body, and patterns appeared on the sword body.

The sword body originally had its own aura, and as the Sun King injected it little by little, its own aura became thicker and thicker. This aura let Murong Tiankui know the origin of this short sword.

"If I'm not mistaken, the one you are holding in your hand should be the demon sword Muramasa, but why is it a short sword now?"

Murong Tiankui knew that this aura should have come from the village he had seen many years ago, but as for why it was in the hands of the Sun King now, and it had actually turned into a short sword, he didn't understand it very much.

"You guessed it right, its predecessor is indeed the Demon Knife Muramasa, one of the ten famous swords of Yuben. It's just that Lao Tzu didn't feel good at its breath, and sharpened it into a short sword by violent means, and its own breath has completely succumbed to me. ”

When the Sun King's breath completely covered Muramasa's body, the scar on the Sun King's face turned purple, as if the blood was no longer flowing upward.

"Annihilation."

The Sun King rushed towards Murong Tiankui with the short sword village, and the short sword itself tore through the surrounding air as it advanced at high speed. Little by little, the air gathered on its body, and finally converged on both sides of the sword to form two black wings.

The Sun King, who was supposed to be the strongest and strongest, didn't know why he emitted a dark aura like hell, and this time it wouldn't have anything to do with the gloomy old man Chai Ke.

Now that Murong Tiankui has no time to think about this situation. He may have been too confident in his speed, and he didn't make the slightest move when the sword was already close to his face.

He has been in retreat in the Tianshan Mountains for so many years, and his cultivation is not kung fu, nor qi. What he has been thinking about for so many years is a state of mind, a state of detachment. The reason why the enemy did not frown back then was also the result of this mentality, the eight winds did not move, and they were as solid as a rock.

But this time it seemed to be a bit of a miscalculation, and when the short sword was still two centimeters away from his eyes, he dodged it again and found that it was too late. It's not that his speed is not fast enough, but he found that there is something at the top of the sword that he is very familiar with, and a stunned time is enough to be deadly.

Murong Tiankui had to use his sword body to block the demon sword Muramasa, and the tip of Muramasa's sword pierced Murong Tiankui's sword straight and straight.

Murong Tiankui's Xuantie Sword emitted a mournful roar formed by trembling, and that kind of sadness came from his bones. The surrounding air all condensed, turning into small Xiaoice ballasts that slowly fell from the sky. Small Xiaoice crystals are formed on the ground like crystals falling from heaven.

Murong Tiankui was forced by the Sun King's huge thrust and withdrew more than five meters. Finally, with the help of his toes, he was able to stop, and the ground that his toes touched was also trampled into a deep pit.

Seeing that the Sun King had succeeded in the blow, he launched another attack, and black flames of more than fifty centimeters suddenly erupted from the village. This time the flames were darker than the flames on the roulette wheel just now, and a powerful aura of death spread.

The ice slag that fell on the ground also turned black, and finally the black Xiaoice crystals began to merge little by little, and finally merged into the size of a head. Little by little, he rolled in the direction of Murong Tiankui, and when he rolled in front of Murong Tiankui's feet, it turned into a black skull. The skull looked like it was alive, and it had some black goo in its mouth.

Murong Tiankui once again transported his breath to the soles of his feet, and his body slowly rose, and those viscous substances were surrounded and devoured little by little.

"I didn't expect that the second place on the top of the god list would rely on such a shady trick. I'm afraid that the Sun King, who used to be affectionate and righteous, has been completely devoured by this terrible black substance. ”

"I'm me, you're you, and it's not your turn to interfere in what I'm doing. In order to make myself stronger, in order to get more benefits, I can accept even the darkest things. ”

Obviously, the Sun King was very disdainful of Murong Tiankui's statement, and the black eyeballs in his eyes turned into red miniature skulls. Now the sun that is high up and gives people warmth is the closest to hell, except greed is greed.

"You're wrong, I'm older than you, don't blame me for relying on the old and selling the old. I know that our affairs will have to be concluded today, but before you die, I must teach you something to be a good person in the next life. ”

Before Murong Tiankui could finish speaking, the Sun King had already stopped him very impatiently.

"Don't educate me with the same ideas of your Eastern countries, I believe in Christ. I'm not going to die, but I can't go to heaven. ”

Murong Tiankui knew that what he said was in vain, this person's soul had been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

"Then I'll let you see, it's not me who defeated you, but your current dark mentality."

The skull shattered when it protruded a large piece of goo, and now the Sun King's surroundings were filled with darkness, except for the gem on the tip of Muramasa's sword, which still retained its original color. It's like a candle in the dark, but this light alone can't illuminate the whole darkness.

"Helllight, forgive your people, and let me send this lost lamb to hell in your name."

The Sun King said loudly, but there was a sadness in this voice that others could not understand.