Even if it was hundreds of kilometers away, everyone felt the sword qi rushing towards their faces, and their faces were full of life. Many grandmasters trembled with excitement, and some burst into tears:

"It's okay to die at night. It's enough to see this sword in this life!"

Even the Lingzun powerhouse, his eyes are also solemn to the extreme, and he is paying close attention.

As for the many disciples of the Dragon Guardian Villa, many of them had already closed their eyes and secretly prayed for Chu Ling.

"Go. ”

Chu Ling stroked his sleeves.

The three-foot golden thread instantly emptied its breath and rushed straight towards the white sword rainbow that traversed the sky.

Three feet to thirty feet!

A hundredfold gap.

In the eyes of everyone, it was like a motorcycle, crashing into a crazy heavy truck. Not a collision of a grade at all. But to everyone's surprise. The three-foot golden mang, slashed into the white sword rainbow, and actually split the sword rainbow in the air, until it was ten zhang deep, and then began to slowly decrease.

"Bang!"

First, the first flying sword couldn't bear it and bounced out.

Immediately after that, the second, third, fourth... Until the ninth small sword bounced off, and finally the Zilan Tang knife was left.

But at this time, the thirty-zhang long white sword rainbow had been split twenty-nine zhang, and only one zhang long sword rainbow was still left. In the face of the most powerful Zilan Tang Knife, this last sword rainbow should be easy.

But something stunned happened.

The last section of the sword rainbow unexpectedly spread out like flowing water, bypassing the Zilan Tang Knife, and then slammed it together. The sword rainbow was reorganized, and the white light was dazzling, even more prosperous than the previous thirty zhang sword mang, and Xu Ce's figure could even be vaguely seen inside.

"Yuanshen Imperial Sword, it turns out that this is Brother Xu's real Emperor Saint Sword. ”

Li Changsheng suddenly shouted.

If there is only pure power, how can it be called the sword of the Emperor Sage? Only by burning the soul, body, and Xuan Spirit, condensing to the extreme, urging with pure sword intent, and finally being controlled by the Yuan Shen, can it be comparable to the Emperor Sage.

The sword qi that Xu Ce has practiced hard for sixty years is basically concentrated in the last paragraph, and the previous twenty-nine zhang is just a disguise, this is the real killing move.

"Boom. ”

At this time, Xu Ce had already mastered the sword and rushed violently. The Zilan Tang knife went around in the air, wanting to come back to help, but it was too late.

Facing this sword, it seems to be able to split the sky.

Chu Ling's eyes were solemn, and the brilliant body protection spirit bloomed in an instant, enveloping a radius of ten zhang and discharging the rain curtain. However, the crimson light, in front of the white rainbow sword, was easily cut away like a knife cutting butter, and in the snap of his fingers, Xu Ce was only one zhang away from Chu Ling.

"Bang! bang!"

One after another talisman spells burst open at this moment, turning into a multicolored light mask, wanting to protect Chu Ling. But these spells engraved on the jade couldn't stop the white rainbow sword at all.

Xu Ce, the Yuan Shen sword, finally rushed in front of Chu Ling.

Chu Ling could even see Xu Ce's pilgrim-like expression in the sword rainbow opposite.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, the white sword rainbow and the crimson light collided violently. The sound of a hundred heavy guns firing exploded. In the entire sea and sky, only this piece of light remains. Even the ears of the people were temporarily deaf.

A vast surging energy spread out in all directions in an instant from the junction point of the two. It's like a Category 12 typhoon passing through. The entire sea surface was pressed down by two meters. Many stone trees on the shore have been uprooted. Many Grandmasters retreated again and again, and only many Spirit Venerables could still stand at the forefront and watch this scene.

"Who wins and who loses?"

In the eyes of most people, with Xu Ce's sixty years of hard training, the sword that finally burned his soul was the real Emperor Saint, and it was nothing more than that. No matter how strong the Hades is, they should not be able to stop it, even if they don't fall, at least they will be seriously injured.

It was a few Spirit Venerables, and most of them speculated like this in their hearts.

Xu Ce's last sword was too strong to split through the Five Mountains. Even if all the Spirit Venerables present joined forces, they didn't have much hope of blocking this sword, not to mention that Chu Ling was only one person?

"What is this?"

Suddenly, Ono's face changed wildly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tianshi, Li Changsheng, and Lao Qinglong changed color one after another. In the end, even several grandmasters at the top of the dark list, such as Ying Longhua, Cheng Danqing and others, also changed color at the same time.

"What the hell is going on?"

The crowd's eyes widened, trying to see the scene.

I saw that the storm gradually went out, the light dissipated, and a strange scene appeared in the middle of the sea and sky.

A young man wearing flame gold armor shrouded in flames, clasped his hands together, tightly clamped a white light. The front end of this white mang, only half a point away from the man's forehead. Even the sword cut through the golden helmet on the man's face and touched his forehead. But no matter how hard Bai Mang tries, he can't score another half a point.

"After all, I lost, Xu Fei, Master is sorry for you..."

In the white mang, Xu Ce's regretful expression appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword light exploded violently, turning into inch by inch white light and scattering in all directions.

Only a man with black eyes, dressed in golden armor, stepped in the flames, standing proudly in the void.

The whole world was silent.

......

At the top of the East China Sea, the Hades defeated the pseudo-saint Xu Ce, and took the sword of his emperor saint without injury.

When the news broke, the whole world was silent. "Hades has won!"

Standing in the open sea, a woman in white who watched the battle from afar said in a cold voice.

She looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, but if you look closely, she looks like a mature young woman of thirty, but her eyes have a hundred years of vicissitudes in her eyes. Like smoke and illusion, it seems to be a timeless and mellow ancient book.

"Praise the Buddha of the Immeasurable Light King. ”

An old monk with a loving eyebrow stood next to her, recited the Buddha's name, and said calmly:

"Master Xu Shi cultivated the sword qi of Yijiazi, but after all, he couldn't help the Hades King. It's a pity, with Xu Shizhu's talent, placed thousands of years ago, he will definitely be able to become the emperor and saint Bodhisattva. It's not just a pseudo-saint. ”

"Hehe, hypocrite. ”

The woman in white sneered: "The immortal among people, it sounds very good. But stepping into that realm, you do exchange your life for strength. Unless you can not do it for the rest of your life, you can use the power of the Emperor Saint for a year at most, what's the use of asking for it?"

"However, after this battle, there is really no one to cure the Hades. It seems that we need to gather all the Spiritual Venerables and discuss the countermeasures carefully. The woman in white said, a hint of worry flashing across her face.

"Buddha of Infinite Light. ”

The old monk's eyebrows were lowered, as if he agreed.

......

And the many spectators on the shore have not said a word.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the man with golden armor and black eyes shrouded in immeasurable flames. With Xu Ce's sixty years of savings, a sword that was enough to enter the Emperor Saint did not hurt Chu Ling.

Who else in the world can beat him?

"Invincible in the world, this is the real invincible in the world!"