How many swords have you swung since the beginning of the battle?

A hundred, or more, the sword of time is not a power that can be squandered unscrupulously, and he will pay a price for every sword he swings, and even encounter backlash if he is not careful.

With his current level of cultivation, every time he used the special ability of the Sword of Time, he had to pay about one-tenth of the equivalent price.

If you are unfortunate enough to encounter a backlash, you will return the price tenfold, which is why the power of the Sword of Time is so terrifying, but not many people have ever dared to choose this sword path.

None of the Xuanyuan family sword cultivators who have practiced the Sword of Time in the past have been able to die well, even the master of the family who is said to have cultivated the Sword of Time to the point where a sword can cut off the opponent's thousand-year lifespan, and finally died in the backlash of the Sword of Years.

Now, Xuanyuan Yeluo finally understood why Patriarch Xuanyuan Cang looked at him with such complicated eyes before practicing this sword path.

That's a sigh, but it's also pity.

The power of the Sword of Time is so powerful, so strong that it is foul.

However, in this world, there is something more foul than the sword of his years.

For example, now that he is in front of him with the sword intent of hundreds of years of time, the girl who should have been cut off from the span of more than a hundred years is still alive, not to mention aging, there is not even the slightest trace of growth.

What's going on? After cultivating the Sword of Time, he had cast it on many targets, confirming the terrifying nature of the Sword of Time.

Trees, flowers, fish and shrimp, all living beings with vitality will inevitably age under the erosion of the sword intent of the sword of time, without any exceptions.

Now his old appearance is exactly the price he paid for cultivating the Sword of Years, and after the battle with Zhu Huo began, he was obviously a few years older, which was the price paid for the use of the Sword of Years.

"Hey!" Zhu Huo exhaled, and with a heavy side kick, he kicked the gray fairy sword in Xuanyuan Yeluo's hand, who had almost lost all confidence, and then hit him closely, knocking his body into the sky.

A series of crisp fractures, this is because the sword of time has been cast to cause the bones to become brittle, and the aging Xuanyuan Nightfall has paid a heavy price.

I don't believe it, even if you are a demon clan, even if you have some kind of ancient bloodline, you are weak in the face of the power of time!

Xuanyuan Yeluo, who flew into the sky, gritted his teeth, drained almost all the vitality in his body, and began to cast the secret sword in the Sword of Years.

"The vicissitudes of the sea overnight, the snow in Shaohua, thousands of years have passed!"

A huge gray aura emanated from Xuanyuan's falling sword, which was a blow that he had gambled on all his potential and completed at the expense of his life potential.

At the cost of his 100-year lifespan, with the balance of the sword of time, the opponent's 1,000-year lifespan is eliminated!

This is the sword of the years - the sword of the millennium.

Countless gray breaths fell from the sky, turning into billions of threads and burrowing into Zhu Huo's body, extracting something in the underworld.

Xuanyuan Yeluo, who had put all his hopes on this sword, opened his eyes wide, staring at Zhu Huo, who was hit by the thousand-year-old sword.

Then, he vomited blood.

Because Zhu Huo didn't have anything to do, even if the billions of gray-white silk threads did pull something out of her body, Zhu Huo didn't even show that he had lost anything.

Xuanyuan Yeluo did not hesitate to sacrifice his hundred-year life to extract the thousand years of time from her, which seemed to her to be so small that even insignificant was not enough to describe insignificance.

How many years do you have to squander! Xuanyuan Nightfall, who seemed to have peeked into some truth, collapsed.

How to fight this, what to fight!

It's no wonder that when he accepted the inheritance of the Sword of Time, he was specially warned by the will of the ancestors who had practiced this sword path that some enemies would never use the Sword of Time.

For example, the golden-haired jade-faced nine-tailed fox in Qingqiu Mountain, this is a typical bloodline that is not afraid of the sword of time at all, and the lifespan you cut off is not even a dime a dime for this kind of magical god with a lifespan of 10,000 years.

However, even the bloodline of the golden-haired jade-faced nine-tailed fox in Qingqiu Mountain is definitely not as exaggerated as this girl!

"Seven!" Zhu Huo didn't know how desperate Xuanyuan Yeluo was at the moment, how much she wanted to cry, her seventh combo arrived.

This seventh move is the most perfect move in a set of attacks, and it is a supreme blow that connects all the moves and finally hits all the power.

She couldn't learn the domineering spirit of her sister Zhu Xuan's fist of Tiangang, but she comprehended her own way of Tiangang.

This seventh blow is exactly the way to deduce the skill she just comprehended to perfection in one go!

When this blow came out, Zhu Huo's whole person's spirit and spirit became different.

Like a chick finally spreading its wings and flying in the sky; Like a young bud drilling out of the earth and stretching out its branches and leaves to the world, the invincible youthful vitality erupted from Zhu Huo's body.

A huge fiery red phantom appeared behind Zhu Huo, this was not the power of Nanming Lihuo, but Zhu Huo's own condensed martial will, which belonged to her with the power of the martial arts.

Unleashed, unrestrained, and hit your own gorgeous combos, this is Zhu Huo's fist, Zhu Huo's martial arts power.

There is no inheritance, and there is no secret, this is the mystery of Zhu Huo's own self-taught, the perfect display of her talent and self.

After sealing the power of Nan Ming's separation from fire in her body, she instead awakened her true talent, and the Tiangang Fist inherited from her sister Zhu Xuan was completely cultivated by her, and she had her own style.

The moment the seventh blow was struck, her will and fist were completely one, and she stepped into some incredible realm.

The aura of decay of the years that was entwined on the Xuanyuan Night Falling Immortal Sword, under the perfect blow of Zhu Huo's youthful vitality, collapsed in an instant, and it was defeated.

"Boom!" This immortal sword, which was entwined with gray-white aura, was completely shattered by this punch and turned into countless miserable white fragments.

The rest of the fist power all hit Xuanyuan Yeluo, whose bones had become fragile and fragile rapidly, and easily knocked this untimely genius of the Xuanyuan family into the sea of clouds.

"Defeated."

Xuanyuan Yeluo looked at Zhu Huo, who was full of youthful vitality, with pale eyes, and readily admitted his defeat.

His sword of time is not her opponent, whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, it is meaningless.

This was not just a defeat, but a turning point in his life, and he never had the opportunity to set foot on the top of the seas and mountains again.

I'm really unwilling, woo woo, I almost want to cry!

Why, he met this kind of opponent whose life limit is so perverted that he can't see the limit at all!

Heaven is going to kill me!