Everyone's hearts are cold, they are frightened and retreat quickly, the cold wind is like a tide, and there is endless killing intent hidden, and it is almost like the sky and the earth are cracking!

The black-robed young man was obviously standing in front of him, but he gave people a very ethereal illusion, as if he came from the terrifying Nine Ghost Domains, stepping on the Yellow Spring, and living and dying in one step.

"A king, he is also a king. ”

At the moment when the murderous aura surged, the restrained king momentum of the black-robed young man was completely emanated, and it was so cold and cold, as if he wanted to bring this piece of heaven and earth into the boundless Death Ghost Domain.

"Presumptuous!"

The Eight Extremes King shouted angrily, and a misty glow appeared all around him, among which there were one after another sacred mountains rising and falling, blocking the raging murderous aura of the waves.

"Is this king really afraid that you won't succeed?"

After tearing his face, the pride and domineering aura of the Eight Extremes King instantly possessed his body, and the surging inscriptions between his palms turned into a huge whirlpool, like a black hole in the boundless universe, engulfing everything.

Bang!

The Eight Extremes King slammed down with his palm, and the void cracked instantly, and the huge palm print was like a raging black hole, and it was also wrapped in a deranged primeval divine sound.

"Divine Power - Cosmos Devouring Star Palm!"

Long Hao's eyes froze, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

The King of the Eight Extremes stood still in the void, standing still, with the air rotation of the Eight Desolations around him, vaguely evolving into a small world, with nine days of ups and downs.

The same magical power has become extremely terrifying in the hands of the Eight Poles King, and the palm prints made are more like the power of the gods, picking the stars and the moon, and devouring the sky and the earth.

Under such a terrifying palm, Long Hao and the others only felt in a trance, as if they had been sucked into a distorted black hole along with the surrounding space, and they lost consciousness and could not help themselves.

"It is worthy of being the peak king, this kind of strength may really be able to compete with the saint!"

Long Hao ran the Chaos Ancestral Dragon to hold on, but his pupils were full of horror: "A sword pill with a strength may not be able to kill him." ”

However, just when everyone was shocked by the terrifying combat power of the Eight Extremes King, a shocking sword intent revived, like the legendary Huangquan Blood River, which spread out in the air, and suddenly all the vitality between heaven and earth was cut off.

Swish!

I don't know when, an extra sword appeared in the hand of the black-robed young man.

The jet-black sword body seemed to be stained with the blood of the demon god, and the aura was as strong as a yellow spring.

"Kill!"

The cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the black-robed young man stood still in the twisted black hole, but raised the sword in his hand at an imperceptible speed, and then slashed sideways.

Laugh at!

It was a black sword, as thin as a thread, so fast that it was imperceptible.

Almost no one saw how he came out with his sword, and the black sword light pierced the void, like a huge crack, carrying endless killing qi, directly tearing open the universe and cracking the heavens and the earth.

Thundered!

That sword light was so terrifying, like the scythe of death descending, making the heavens and the earth tremble, the void began to shatter, and the endless void turbulence raged.

It seems that an army of millions is fighting frantically, piercing through the golden cracked stones, rolling the high sky, and like a tsunami in the sky, endless stars are falling, and the two of them are shocking as soon as they make a move, making the world change color.

However, only a moment later, the void collapsed and the black hole collapsed.

The black sword, like a death scythe that divides heaven and earth, shatters everything.

Ahh

The Eight Extremes King let out a terrified scream and flew upside down from the collapsed void, his cyan robe burst into a three-foot-long gap, and scarlet blood continued to gush out of it, which was shocking.

"Hiss......"

Seeing this amazing scene, everyone couldn't help but gasp, and their vibrating pupils were full of terrifying light.

"One sword, just one sword, almost slashed the Eight Extremes King who can compete with the saint!" Murong Xiu couldn't help but exclaim.

Huo Tiandu and the two of them were dumbfounded and speechless, while Silent Xingkong was holding the token in his hand tightly, his face full of Qiji.

"I don't know if you have noticed, the strength of the sword intent just now is comparable to the sword master's blow. After a long time, Murong Xiu said in a trembling voice at Long Hao.

Long Hao's eyes were deep and noncommittal.

The sword intent of the black-robed young man was indeed terrifying, with the power to cut off vitality and annihilate everything, but it was still a little worse than the real Sword Saint, after all, the sword pill he shot just now only contained one percent of the Sword Saint's power.

"Although it is not comparable to the Sword Saint, he has a clear sword heart, and once he breaks through his cultivation, it is very likely that the Sword Dao will be the most holy!" Lu Yao's beautiful eyes flashed with a slight light, and there was a will not to admit defeat in his heart.

She is known as the Danjian Shuangjue, a rare kendo wizard through the ages, but she is also only a condensed sword intent.

There is still a long way to go from the sword heart to be clear, let alone the supreme saint of the sword.

And that black-robed young man, it is almost foreseeable that he will be a sword saint in the future!

"It is indeed a kendo master...... recalling the edge of the sword just now, Long Hao frowned suspiciously and said to himself: "But that sword intent, why is it so familiar?"

......

In the dilapidated void, the cold wind gusted, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

The Eight Extremes King, with his hands covering his wounds, his face was hideous, and there was a black sword qi left in the cracked wounds, constantly eating away at the vitality in his body, like the poison of the tarsal bones, bringing him heart-rending pain.

"Who the hell are you?"

Looking at the black-robed young man, the already majestic King of the Eight Extremes, his pupils were full of fear.

At that moment just now, he truly felt that he was brushing against death, and since he had practiced, he had never experienced such a great terror.

The black-robed young man rubbed the sword in his hand, raised his head indifferently, and his gray pupils were full of Sen Ran: "A sword is not dead, you are qualified to know my name......

"Seven killings - Dugu!"

The deep voice rang out, but everyone was trembling.

Rumble!

In an instant, an even more shocking sword intent rushed into the sky, and the killing intent filled the heavens, like a yellow spring washing, and the Stygian Sea rose and fell.

Heaven and earth are cut off, the laws are destroyed, and all things do not exist.

"Seven kills?"

Long Hao's pupils widened suddenly, and he finally understood where that familiar sword intent came from.

The heavens are cut down by the poor and the blue, and the nine secluded yellow springs are broken. The sword is absolutely red and dusty, and the blood is especially scarlet, killing all the Xuanhuang billions of spirits!

"Seven Killings Sword Sutra, he cultivates the Seven Killings Sword Sutra!"

"Seven Killings Sword Sutra?"

Murong Xiu and the others widened their eyes one by one, and looked at Long Hao incredulously: "You, you, you...... Are you sure you read that right?"

The Seven Killings Sword Formation mastered by Long Hao, although it was only a peerless science in the Seven Killings Sword Sutra, was shocking, especially the shocking killing intent, which was of the same origin as the black-robed youth, of course he would not admit his mistake.

"After endless years of buried, the Seven Killings Sword Sutra was still born, doesn't that mean that a Seven Killings Sword Emperor is about to return to Xuanhuang?"

"If that's the case, the future will be another catastrophe!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, the name Dugu Jue is still very unfamiliar, but it won't be long before it will resound throughout the Xuanhuang World!