Under Li Mu's eyes, a trace of coldness passed.

Extreme tricks?

The double knife roared.

Slash the Heavenly Sword: Slash the Plain!

The forbidden moves in the supreme sword path of the giant spirit clan are also surging.

Rumble!

The brilliance of the sword and the light of the knife.

The collision of the knife path with the knife path.

Ling Yanjun's eyes suddenly flickered with shock uncontrollably.

Because—

The sword intent that came to his face actually crushed the power of his new Void Destroying Knife in an instant, and the power of annihilation enveloped him, ending all the defensive power around him.

"How so?"

He was startled and quickly retreated, trying to get out of the battlefield.

However, in the next moment, he was overwhelmed by Li Mu's sword intent.

Annihilation.

Li Mu put away his knife and stood.

In the void, wisps of black mist flowed.

Under the stone bridge, a roar rang out.

A huge black unicorn rushed up from the depths of the demon abyss.

Where its feet stood, black flowers of demonic flame bloomed in the void.

The unicorn turned into Ling Yanjun's figure.

"How do you have that power?"

Ling Yanjun landed on the stone bridge and stared at Li Mu.

This young man, obviously only having the cultivation of the first level of the Emperor Realm, why did he master such an amazing sword path?

His own new Sky Destroying Knife was all cracked by him?

Moreover, it is still the mystery of the Heavenly Sword.

Could it be that the new Sky Destroying Knife that he has obtained after countless years of enlightenment is not as good as the Origin Slashing Heavenly Sword of the Giant Spirit Lineage?

No.

It shouldn't be like this.

"In this world, you are not the only one who holds the two supreme sword paths. ”

Li Mudao.

Failing to kill Ling Yanjun with one blow, Li Mu didn't feel pity.

This Qilin King, long ago, had already taken refuge in the Demon Ancestor and obtained an immortal body, far surpassing the blood and qi regeneration technique of ordinary Immortal Emperors, as long as the black tide was not exhausted, he could not die.

Before, he had used his sword intent to completely force away the black tide within a hundred miles of him.

Unexpectedly, he ignored the demonic energy under the stone bridge, in the demon abyss.

"yes, I see. ”

Ling Yanjun reacted suddenly.

At that time, Li Mu used another kind of knife path.

A kind of knife path that he had never seen before.

When you raise your hand, you beat yourself.

Although this young man's realm was only at the beginning of the Emperor Realm, his comprehension of the Dao of the Sword had surpassed him countless years ago.

His realm has not grown, so in these long years, he has been contemplating the Dao of the Sword?

That's why there is such a terrifying sword fighting power.

Ling Yanjun made up his mind for a while, and felt that he had completely thought it through.

"In that case, let me give you a glimpse of the real new Sky Destroyer. ”

Ling Yanjun's expression became sinister and treacherous.

All around him, wisps of black demonic energy emanated.

It is completely different from the previous strength of the Qilin clan.

It's the breath of the devil.

This black power, swirling and flickering, seemed to be a huge black flame, enveloping Ling Yanjun's body, making the skin around him gradually blacken, and pieces of black unicorn scales grew out from under the skin, even the face, no exception.

The creatures that have taken refuge in the Demon Ancestor are naturally completely demonized.

Li Mu sneered.

"Back then, you were only exposed to the power of demons, only a few hundred Qin Void Domain, today, when everything you have cultivated and comprehended has turned into pale and powerless clouds, what you can think of and what you can take out is still the power of others, hehe, with a heart like yours, what kind of sword can you talk about?"

Li Mu sneered.

Ling Yanjun laughed: "In the fool's opinion, strength is always only strong and weak, there is no distinction between oneself and others, as long as you can defeat the opponent, any power can be used for oneself." ”

The knife in his hand also flashed with a black dark light suddenly.

That's the scales of the devil.

The scales of the unicorn and the scales of the demon are finally completely fused.

Compared to the endless years ago, Ling Yanjun's strongest strength was only the complete use of demon scales, which was obviously a higher level of refinement.

"Now, how are you going to defeat me?"

Ling Yanjun was like a demon god who came out of the abyss, and he was overwhelming.

Li Mu did not answer.

He took out the broken Nantianmen plaque, pieced it together piece by piece, and then stood on the stone bridge.

"Today, in front of this old man's thing, cut off your dog's head. ”

Li Mu held the golden knife in both hands.

Once again, unleash your own realm of sword intent.

Bright as silver, scorching as gold.

The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.

It was as if the great sun and the silver moon were rising above the heavens at the same time.

Although it does not have Ling Yanjun's domineering and incomparable rage, it has a kind of ethereal and unparalleled, immortal intent, like the immortal king Ling Jiutian.

Ling Yanjun's eyes narrowed, and the domineering battle intent in his heart was urged to the peak.

"Kill. ”

The pinnacle of extreme tricks poured out.

In Li Mu's eyes, there was also gold and silver light.

A vertical eye opens in the center of the eyebrows, insight, peeping, and foreseeing all things.

"Kill. ”

The realm of sword intent also poured out.

Rumble!

This is the final collision of the two strongest swords in the world.

In an instant, on the stone bridge, there seemed to be a round of Haotian sun rising.

A dazzling light that illuminates the entire Demon Court.

Layer after layer of aperture radiation, circulating in all directions.

The whole process is as long as it seems to have passed countless times.

But this process is short-lived, as if it was a moment when a white horse passed through a gap.

When the light is gone.

The stone bridge is already covered with cracks.

The figures of Li Mu and Ling Yanjun were both standing on the bridge deck.

The air flow formed by the aftermath of the energy turbulence stirred Li Mu's long hair, and the slightest trace of it flew.

In his hands, the twin knives were gone.

And Ling Yanjun on the other side, the dark king of the Qilin clan, was covered in the body, without any scars, the demon scale double knife in his hand was intact, and in his eyes, with a bright Shenhua, he stared at Li Mu, and said slowly: "Good knife." ”

Bang!

The black scale armor on his body shattered.

The Demon Scale Twin Blades in his hand shattered and turned into black smoke.

Burst~!

He opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of black blood.

The blood mist spewed into the void, instantly turning into black demonic qi and drifting away.

Zizizizi!

Ling Yanjun's whole body erupted with black blood mist.

It was as if the blood in the body was oppressed by a terrible force, and it couldn't wait to squirt out from every pore.

Bang!

He fell to the ground.

Li Mu walked over.

He grabbed Ling Yanjun's hair, dragged him along, and came to the broken [Nantianmen] sign.

Ling Yanjun was extremely weak and unable to struggle.

When he saw this monument, he knew that he was not unjust at all.

With such a crazy final blow, the stone bridge blessed by the Demon Ancestor under his feet had been shattered, and the demon army that fought outside the hundred miles did not know how much it had annihilated, but this stone tablet that had been put together improvised was intact.

What does this mean?

It shows that Li Mu did not do his best at all.

When crushing his strongest move, he could still spare his strength to protect this monument without being damaged at all...... The comparison between the two people is judged.