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Gonggong Tu paused in the void eighty miles away, and a violent sword intent erupted from his body, and he was only one step away from the legendary realm of human and sword unity.

However, he had a feeling of drawing his sword and looking around.

He could clearly sense a pair of eyes staring at him from a distance, but he couldn't pinpoint the location of the other party.

And, too far!

Even if he thought he had entered the realm of powerful sword cultivation, he still couldn't kill the enemy with a sword at a distance of eighty miles.

You can't even lock down the exact location of the enemy, so how can you kill the enemy with a sword?

But the other party can see himself.

What is this concept?

Does this mean that the person who stares at him is more powerful than himself?

Public Man Tu thinks that in today's Kunlun Void World, except for the Li Daoling who has disappeared for many years, there is only the legendary Demon Gate Supreme.

Even, he boasted that he had made great progress in his cultivation in the past hundred years, even if he met Li Daoling and the Supreme of the Demon Gate, he had a certain chance of winning.

But now, all he had left in his mind was horror.

With such a violent blood and killing intent, it would definitely not be the legendary Li Daoling, could it be the Demon Gate Supreme?

This person must have cultivated some evil sect exercises and failed to succeed, otherwise how could he create such an overwhelming monstrous blood qi?

Eighty miles away, in the deep mountains and rivers, Chen Xiaodao, who was at a loss, didn't know who he was, didn't know where to go, and what to do, suddenly looked at him, and a trace of brilliance flashed on his face.

He saw the old man eighty miles away, saw this person coming with the sword, and also saw this person's powerful sword intent and battle intent.

Seeing such a master, he really wanted to fight.

It seems that fighting a powerful master is the only reason for him to live.

"Bang!"

The ground cracked, Chen Xiaodao's legs bent and then straightened instantly, and then the ground he was on exploded, and the sand and stones flew away, and his body shot into the void like a cannonball.

The birds in the forest are frightened, and the beasts are restless and restless.

High in the air, Chen Xiaodao's body was like a white horse passing through a gap, leaving a white line of air flow in the air and then breaking through the air and disappearing several miles away.

"Bang!"

He seemed to have forgotten to fly in the sky, his body fell to the ground several miles away, the sand and rocks on the ground flew away, and the huge mountain seemed to be a little unable to withstand the violent impact of his body falling, and it shook slightly.

Then he rose again into the sky, and with another leap forward, once he jumped over one hill and landed on the next.

Bang bang bang!!

Along the way, Chen Xiaodao crossed the mountains and mountains, but it was only a dozen ups and downs that he had already come to fifty miles away.

At this moment, his eyes burst with light, and at the same time, the pores of his body dilated.

A terrible sense of fear arose.

He only felt that there was a sword hanging around his neck, ready to be cut down at any moment.

Thirty miles away in the void, Gong Gong Tu sensed that the person who was staring at him was approaching, and his powerful divine thoughts went thirty miles away, locking on Chen Xiaodao's body.

Then, his sword intent also shrouded away, locking on Chen Xiaodao's body.

A look of firmness and determination flashed in the eyes of the communist workers.

Previously, the enemy was still staring at him outside of his divine perception and the killing range of his flying sword, which made him feel extremely frightened and shocked.

But now that the enemy was in his senses, and within the range of his flying sword, he had no fear.

Within thirty miles, he was invincible and invincible.

As long as his flying sword can go, everything can be slashed.

"Hmph, don't move, do you also feel the old man's sword intent, and try your catties and talk about it." Gonggong Tu sensed that the other party suddenly stopped, and a look of pride appeared on his face.

Within the confines of his flying sword, he fears everything.

I saw him grasp a sword trick in his hand and suddenly move forward.

In the void, a breath soared into the sky and shot towards the location where Chen Xiaodao was thirty miles away.

This breath became more and more condensed in the void, more and more condensed, first a white gas, and then gradually condensed into a transparent sword body, the sword body became stronger and stronger, more and more real, like a real sword shuttling through the void, but in the blink of an eye, it was thirty miles away.

A sword from the west can kill all opponents.

The moment the Gonggong Tu Yi sword attacked, Chen Xiaodao's right eye saw the opponent's sword technique, and also saw the sword qi that was becoming more and more condensed.

Chen Xiaodao's eyes flashed with interesting memories, as if he had thought of something, and finally the corners of his mouth outlined the meaning of disdain, and he said to himself: "It's too slow, and the strength is too weak, it's just that I have comprehended the flying sword fur." ”

He grabbed it into the air with one hand.

However, when this claw was clawed, his complexion changed slightly.

Because the power of this claw is simply not enough to resist the opponent's flying sword.

But why is that?

You can kill everything in the world with a wave of your hand, how can this flying sword be put in your heart?

Is this body too weak?

Chen Xiaodao looked down at his naked body, and his eyes showed a trace of disgust and dissatisfaction.

At that moment, there was a violent explosion in the air.

A sword came from the west, and the sword had already crossed a distance of thirty miles and came hundreds of meters in front of him.

If you can't control the power of heaven and earth to break it, you will destroy it with your own power.

This thought flashed through Chen Xiaodao's mind, and the hand that grabbed the air did not mean to retreat at all, and the true yuan in his body gushed out wildly.

He didn't dodge or dodge, trying to grab the sword of the Communist Worker Tu with his flesh.

"Whew!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air is a bit harsh and painful.

The flying sword had come to Chen Xiaodao's body.

Chen Xiaodao grabbed it out and grabbed the tip of the sword body with great precision.

The body of the sword is like substance, and it is even harder and stronger than ordinary ordinary swords.

The flesh of Chen Xiaodao's palm was torn open, and it was pierced in an instant.

But Chen Xiaodao's expression remained unchanged, his five fingers were together, and he let out a broken cry from his mouth, and his arm suddenly sank and pressed to the ground.

The sword body, which was completely condensed with the power of heaven and earth, seemed to suddenly lose its master, and fell from the sky, rushing to the ground fiercely.

"Boom!"

The sand and gravel flew away, and a huge pit appeared a few meters behind Chen Xiaodao.

That sword qi exploded in an instant, and the power it produced was even more terrifying than that of a small nuclear bomb.

Chen Xiaodao's entire right palm was completely cut open, and the bones inside were visible from the wound, but there was no damage to his bones.

The sword just now had an effect on his flesh and skin, but it couldn't hurt his muscles and bones.

Moreover, the wound in his palm was healing at an alarming speed, and this injury did not have any impact or threat to him at all.

"How so? This...... How is this possible? ”

Thirty miles away, when the powerful Shennian of the Gonggong Tu saw this scene, his face suddenly changed drastically, and his expression was shocked.

Although he didn't exert all his strength with this sword just now, there are only a handful of people who can compete head-on with this kind of power today.

Moreover, even if it is a strong man like Yun Huatian, he must fight through other means, and he will never dare to pitch hard.

However, now, Chen Xiaodao only relied on a fleshy palm to directly grab his flying sword, transferring his domineering power to the ground.

Such arrogant and domineering methods are really unheard of and unseen!

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