"Come on, let me see the so-called unity of man and sword!"

Chen Xiaoming's faint words echoed in the audience, whether it was Ning Fengzhi who launched the Seven Treasures True Body behind him, or Ning Rongrong and the others who came over, they all felt the huge momentum between the two at this moment.

A sharp light suddenly flashed from Sword Douluo's eyes, and the next moment, the nine soul rings on the Seven Killing Sword were integrated into it, and on the long sword like a crystal carving, there were nine more stars at this moment, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, and black The nine stars corresponded to the nine soul rings.

Melting into the soul, this is the true strength of Sword Douluo Chenxin.

"The sword is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and the handle is one foot two inches long.

Sword Douluo Chenxin's right hand slowly held the hilt of the Nine Stars Seven Killing Sword, and in the next second, Chenxin seemed to be no longer a person, but a hurricane, and the momentum that could not be described in words instantly exploded from him.

"Hum—"

Buzzing in the tremor, the Nine Stars and Seven Killing Sword seemed to be in line with Sword Douluo Chen's heart, and at this moment, Chen Xiaoming felt that he was not facing a person, but a sharp sword out of its sheath.

I saw a black halo flash, and Sword Douluo Chenxin's figure had disappeared, replaced by a huge Seven Killing Sword that was two meters long and half a meter wide.

Looking at this scene, Chen Xiaoming's heart suddenly burst, this is Sword Douluo's true body of the soul, at this moment, the human sword is still one, and the power of a sword will increase several times.

"Whew-"

The Aoki Tree Martial Soul in Chen Xiaoming's hand swayed its branches and leaves, never used the seventh soul ring to flicker, and then poured into the Aoki Tree Martial Soul, in the cyan glow, silver light and red light were intertwined, the scorching light shone, and the huge Aoki Tree Phantom appeared behind Chen Xiaoming.

The fifteen-meter-tall green tree swayed in the wind, and the blue trunk was shrouded in a faint silver light, and the branches were engraved with red lines little by little.

The light shrouded Chen Xiaoming, and in an instant, Chen Xiaoming seemed to be integrated with the Aoki tree behind him, the surrounding space trembled slightly, and the silver light emanated from Chen Xiaoming's body, and the figure of the entire Aoki tree loomed, as if this space did not exist.

Such a strange scene made everyone watching the battle from a distance stunned, especially the master, who had a fine light in his eyes, and a trace of doubt and incomprehension.

In his theory, Aoki Tree's martial soul would not have such spatial skill-like characteristics.

Could it be a martial soul mutation? The master couldn't help but think that the brilliance in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

And at this moment, in Chen Xiaoming's opinion, everything is not important, he only longs for a battle now, he has been invincible for too long, he is really lonely.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the eighth soul ring flashed with light, and the red 100,000-year soul ring instantly turned into a streamer and rushed into the Aoki Tree Martial Soul.

The red light flashed, and a thick branch extended from the Aoki tree itself, and the branch was only about three meters thick, and it extended for a distance of about ten meters before it stopped.

A scorching red glow diffused from the body of the Aoki tree, moving forward along the branches, carving intricate lines on them, while a silver light flashed at the same time, enveloping the branches.

"Please advise."

A leisurely voice came, and behind the Seven Killing Sword standing on the ground, there was a huge phantom five meters high, and the appearance of that phantom was exactly the same as Sword Douluo Chenxin.

I saw that he was holding the sword in one hand, and his body seemed to follow the principles of heaven and earth, and the huge Seven Killing Sword was swung out as if he was alive, and at this moment, the Seven Killing Sword seemed to have drained all the power around him.

The giant sword in his hand pointed at Chen Xiaoming, his wrist shook slightly, and the seven swords were completed in one go. The entire seven powerful sword lights drew a big killing word in front of the giant sword, and the sword light broke through the space, revealing a different dimension, so that each sword light was as black as an abyss.

Sword Douluo Chenxin didn't stop, he waved the seven-killing giant sword in his hand in a row, with the soul power of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, and swung out six killing words in a row, and when the sixth killing word sword light flew out, he hesitated, the battle intent in his eyes was pervasive, and a small sword flashed.

"Kill!"

In the last sword, Sword Douluo Chen's heart phantom was compatible with the sword, turned into a sword, turned into the seventh killing word, and went straight to Chen Xiaoming

At this moment, the entire sky became dark, and the momentum that bloomed on the black Sensen's killing word made Tang San and the others who were watching the battle from a distance feel suppressed, and they unconsciously mobilized the soul power in their bodies to resist.

Ning Fengzhi, who used the true body of the Seven Treasures, frowned, he had been with him for decades, and he was naturally very familiar with Sword Douluo's moves, otherwise how could he assist him.

Now that he saw that he had even used the Seven Swords of the Kill, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

At this point, it is impossible to stop, and no matter who gets injured next, it will be a troublesome thing.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a soft sword roar came from the seventh killing word, and the area around the killing word, which was originally pitch black, was like a space collapsing, shrouded in a layer of darkness.

Under the stimulation of Chen Xiaoming's Extreme Douluo, Sword Douluo Chenxin broke through his own limit, at this moment, he only had a sword in his mind, and only a sword that could slash the sky.

Everything was left behind by it, and he seemed to have really turned into a sword, and the Seven Killing Realm slowly merged into the killing word at this moment.

The original black killing word has a faint light flashing on it.

The sharpness of the sword-killing sword light only slashed, leaving a bottomless hole in the ground, and the air seemed to be cut off by it, making a piercing sound, and the space was plunged into darkness.

Tang San, Master and the others all looked at Chen Xiaoming at this moment, in the face of Sword Douluo Chenxin's such a strong move, they didn't know who else in this world could resist.

At the same time, Chen Xiaoming was also staring at the seventh killing word that was attacking him, with indescribable excitement in his eyes.

This seventh killing word integrates the cultivation of Sword Douluo Chenxin's body, as well as his sword will, it can be said that this sword is no longer a killing word, but Sword Douluo Chenxin himself.

The sword is the man, and the man is the sword.

At this moment, Sword Douluo Chenxin has truly reached the point of the unity of man and sword.

"Ten thousand swords hide the edge of the cold! Slash the gods and demons with a sword of rage. ”

A clear voice sounded in all directions, and Tang San and the others in the distance were stunned when they heard it.

"A thousand swords have been hidden for decades, and they have not been unsheathed, waiting to turn back, and the meteors will catch the moonlight in Jiuzhou."

The voice came again, and this time everyone heard it clearly, it was actually coming from the Aoki tree, and everyone was stunned. But then, the voice became more and more high.

"Thousands of generations are bridged by Zejian, and a corner of peace is free.

Turning around today, the sword aura is rampant, dare to ask who in the world dares to fight! ”

The surroundings were silent, Tang San and the others were completely stunned, Chen Xiaoming's voice full of soul power echoed, and it seemed that he really had the spirit of Sword Douluo and Sword Light Kyushu.

"Hahaha, what a Seven Swords Kill, what a Sword Douluo."

The green tree swayed its branches and leaves wildly, as if it had encountered a happy event in his life, and Chen Xiaoming's excited words came out.

"You deserve my real shot!"