Nangong Yuheng's speed is getting faster and faster, and the sword is more frequent, people only feel that the sound of jingle is endless, and countless sparks continue to splash out from the vicinity of the two figures in the center of the ring, dazzling.

Gradually, everyone gave birth to a kind of trance illusion.

At some point, a sword was born in the ring, and then two, and then three.

More and more sword bodies gradually emerged, becoming clearer and clearer, these sword bodies moved at high speed with some kind of trace, and thousands of sword bodies formed a huge cage to bind Zhao Zilong in the middle, surrounded by groups!

"Not good!" Xiong Wuji's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Almost at the same time, Ying Wuyue and all those who were more inclined to Zhao Zilong were heartbroken and worried.

Helian Rong trembled slightly and stood up. She couldn't see the scene, but the image that came to her mind made the scene clearer and more thorough for everyone to see.

She saw countless powerful forces forming a cage of nothingness, directly trapping Zhao Zilong to death inside.

It seems that Zhao Zilong has cracked all of Nangong Yuheng's sword attacks, but in fact, he has fallen into Nangong Yuheng's trap, since the beginning Nangong Yuheng has seen Zhao Zilong's strength, and he does not confront him head-on, he wants to easily defeat the opponent with a detached attitude, so he adopted this tactic.

Murong sat quietly on the chair of the VIP table, his face was cold and beautiful, and a pair of eyes fell on the cage constructed by the sword momentum, shooting out two rays of light.

……

The expression on Nangong Yuheng's face became more and more relaxed, a charming and confident smile appeared on his face, and the movements of the whole person became much slower.

The sword momentum is imprisoned, and he boasts that this move is enough to trap all opponents below the same realm, not to mention that Zhao Zilong is only a weak person at the peak of the infinite realm?

Even if you have the instantaneous explosive power that you don't have, you can't resist the cage trapped pressure formed by the sword momentum contained in my eighty-one swords!

"It's a foregone conclusion!"

Many strong people were amazed, and the young man who was trapped by the sword cage couldn't help but let out a sigh of regret, no matter what, it was still an honor to be able to lose in the hands of Nangong Yuheng.

After all, even the countless senior masters in the field would only admit defeat if they fell into the cage of Nangong Yuheng's sword power.

Call!

Nangong Yuheng suddenly jumped out of the void, and his hand was slowly raised above his head.

Not good!

If this last sword is chopped, it will be equivalent to pulling all the sword momentum to form the final squeezing force, and the terrifying sword momentum will squeeze the trapped opponent with the power of thunder.

Under such a powerful move attack, there is no absolutely powerful realm, and it is impossible to survive at all!

"Stop!"

Bai Yange's eyes burst with light and shouted loudly.

But it was too late!

Even if he can make a thunderous blow to Nangong Yuheng, Nangong Yuheng's move will still be sent, and Zhao Zilong in the cage will still have only one way to die.

And if he made a move on Nangong Yuheng, it would be a heavy blow to Nangong Yuheng, and it would inevitably affect the harmony between White Emperor City and Qingyun Sword Sect.

For the sake of a nobody who was about to die and had no background to offend the entire Qingyun Sword Sect, the peaceful relationship between White Emperor City and the Qingyun Sword Sect for hundreds of years was broken, which was a price that no one was willing to pay.

No one thought that Bai Yange would do this, including Nangong Yuheng, he even calculated this qiē so he would issue this move.

A fine light shot out of Bai Yange's eyes, and there was a moment of hesitation in the depths of his eyes. Then, the boss of the White Feather Army made his choice.

This is the White Emperor City, the White Emperor City is only rampant in the world, becoming a powerful existence that dominates the world and the world, because the dignity and rules of the White Emperor City do not allow anyone to provoke, this is the pride of everyone in the White Emperor City, and it is also something that every person in the White Emperor City is worthy of defending with their lives.

However, even if Bai Yange didn't hesitate, he couldn't stop Nangong Yuheng from launching the final killing move, not to mention that he hesitated for a moment?

Nangong Yuheng's sword slashed down towards Zhao Zilong, who was trapped by the sword momentum, with a resolute attitude!

……

In the vast sky above the Great Land, a huge black figure galloped through the southeast like a black cloud, appearing above a huge city less than a thousand miles away from the White Emperor City.

Soon after the huge black cloud flew over the city, a flash of fire rose into the sky, and this fire light was released by something that was still dazzling even under the scorching sun, making it impossible to look at directly.

On the back of the huge purple lark, a black-robed man with his beard flying back wildly carried his hands on his back, his feet seemed to be born with the purple lark's back, and he was swept by the hurricane, but his body did not even tilt back, completely standing proudly at a ninety-degree vertical angle with the purple lark's back.

The black-robed man looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with a Chinese face, eyes like electricity, a black robe hunting in the void, and a huge red moon totem printed on the left shoulder, the red moon seemed to be like a terrifying flame, and it seemed that it could break out of the black robe at any time.

The dazzling flames behind him shot up into the sky, and the scorching light that emanated from them seemed to affect the temperature around the black-robed man's body. In particular, the sharp sound of breaking the sky was even more crisp and clear, condensed but not dispersed, and I was afraid that it could be heard by the entire continent.

The corners of the black-robed man's mouth rose slightly, and he laughed.

The messenger station set up by the White Emperor City in this magnificent city thousands of miles away had not been used for hundreds of years, but now it was activated again because he drove the purple lark to speed by.

There are very few heroes in the world who can be so valued by the messenger platform of the White Emperor City.

Even, the messenger platform in this city was specially tailored for him, and if he didn't go out of the mountain, this messenger platform was just a decoration, useless!

……

White Emperor City, the top of Baiyun Peak, closed his eyes as if he had fallen into a deep sleep Emperor Bai Zhao opened his eyes, and the firelight thousands of miles away was as bright as a spark in his eyes, as if it was close in front of him.

On a snowy peak more than twenty miles away from Baiyun Peak, a middle-aged man in a black luxurious costume opened his eyes almost at the same time that Emperor Bai Zhao opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the fire that rose to the sky.

Seventy miles away from the southeastern outskirts of White Emperor City, the Demon Emperor and the Ghost Emperor turned their heads at the same time, looking at the dazzling fire in the sky, a smile appeared on both of their faces, and their eyes were full of light.

Hades-sama is here!

……

In the center of White Emperor City, above the ring, under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, Zhao Zilong was trapped by Nangong Yuheng's sword cage and could not get out.

When Nangong Yuheng's strange sword momentum was formed, Zhao Zilong sensed that the situation was not good, but Nangong Yuheng was too strong, and this person kept making moves with a fast sword and exquisite body technique, so that he had no chance to resist.

When the sword cage was formed, Zhao Zilong's heart sank to the bottom.

Seriously, he had to admire Nangong Yuheng's sword dao was really strong, if Nangong Yuheng fought hard with him in the True Yuan realm, he was confident that he could entangle the other party into a desperate situation, as for who would die in the end, it would depend on their respective explosive power and fighting methods.

However, Nangong Yuheng saw his instantaneous explosive ability, so he didn't intend to fight him from the beginning, but chose this way to calculate him.

This is Zhao Zilong's sorrow.

Zhao Zilong wanted to win with no moves, but Nangong Yuheng did the opposite, attacking with exquisite swordsmanship, suppressing Zhao Zilong at the beginning, and then using a powerful swordsmanship realm to construct a huge sword cage and trap him.

It can be said that Nangong Yuheng saw Zhao Zilong's strength, and even saw Zhao Zilong's weakness, so the first person in the world's recognized young generation used this tactic to trap Zhao Zilong, and even killed him immediately.

At this moment, no one did not admire Nangong Yuheng's calmness and wit, and no one doubted and denied his strength.

Being able to build a sword cage, Nangong Yuheng alone is already a kendo genius recognized by everyone, and he is worthy of the false name of Emperor Bai Zhao.

In the cage, Zhao Zilong fell into a desperate situation, he only felt that he was surrounded by fierce and incomparable swords, each sword could penetrate his body, leaving him dead without a place to be buried.

Eighty-one swords are eighty-one majestic and incomparable sword postures, each sword body contains Nangong Yuheng's unique comprehension of the way of the sword, and contains a kind of sword momentum and ideas.

This is already a high and profound realm at the level of the psychic realm, and even because of its killing aura is incomparable, the killing moves constructed by the powerhouses of the psychic realm who are far from the same realm are even more fierce and domineering.

Could it be that I, Zhao Zilong, am going to die here?

Zhao Zilong had a trace of anger and sorrow in his heart, and deep in his heart was even more unwilling, the idea of resistance in his bones and the momentum contained in the green knife that never bowed his head and surrendered to defeat rose up at the same time, filling his heart.

"I just want to live, I just want to find a woman who belongs to me, doesn't God even allow me to ask for this?"

The green knife in Zhao Zilong's hand released a violent aura, and a terrifying battle intent and unyielding momentum were released from the knife, blending into his soul and belief.

"If the heavens do not allow me, I will go against the sky!"

The supreme battle intent rose in the body, and the blood inherited from the ancient times instantly understood the unyielding intent on the green knife, and quickly circulated the whole body, and the true yuan in the body was released without reservation.

Airplanes!

In the center of the huge ring, the body that was imprisoned by the sword momentum constructed by countless transparent sword bodies and suppressed to death suddenly released a majestic and incomparable power, and a dazzling cyan light rose to the sky, ready to break through the nine heavens!

"What?"

"What's that! Oh my God, could he still get out of the trap and escape the cage of such a powerful sword force? ”

The moment Qingmang burst out, the eyes of everyone in the field were attracted, and countless expectant eyes fell on that body, and more people couldn't believe it.

"It's late!"

Some of the older masters had a glimmer in their eyes, but it quickly dimmed. Nangong Yuheng's last sword has been slashed down, this sword is the key to the entire sword power cage, this sword is the most powerful attack.

Unless Zhao Zilong really has the kind of realm and strength comparable to Bai Zhan, he can't compete with the power of Nangong Yuheng's move at all!

The ending seems to be doomed!

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