This sword as a whole is autumn yellow, and the lines formed by falling straight down are like a long spring of autumn frost falling from the sky, in this cold winter season without the slightest cold winter breath, carrying its unique late autumn chill, as well as the invincible supreme sword power.

The sword saint came out of the mountain, and ten thousand swords surrendered. With the appearance of the Autumn Frost Sword, the Shura field in this sea area, whether it was the sword that sank into the sea with the death of the soldiers, or the sword in their hands that was still fighting with them, or the sword hidden in their sheath, began to tremble, as if the subjects who saw the emperor for the first time were so excited that they trembled uncontrollably.

High in the sky, on the Autumn Frost Sword that fell like a meteorite, an autumn yellow brilliance slid from the tail end of the sword body to the tip of the sword, and the brilliance illuminated half of the sky into the color of late autumn, and all the swords in the sea could no longer suppress the power that attracted them, and they burst into the sky from all sides from the battleship and from the sea!

The spectacle was breathtaking, and the soldiers of the two armies were fighting in the air, and some were unfortunately hit by swords and fell from the sky, and there were even poor people, who were torn in the abdomen by the sharp sword and died in the sky, while the sword flew into the air with his blood.

Among them, there are ordinary iron swords, imitations of ancient famous swords, and mechanical swords with various functions and variations created by the mechanical faction...... After all the swords came to a height of 10,000 miles, Qi Shushu flew behind the Autumn Frost Sword, and then fell from the sky with it.

Flames were generated at high speed, and nearly 10,000 swords formed nearly 10,000 meteorite fires, falling from the sky!

The entire sky, surrounded by sword fire and sword blades, was filled with fiery red.

The moment the name of one of the two great saints of the Federation came out of Nangong Bat's mouth, the Autumn Frost Sword that took the lead had already fallen several kilometers above Nangong Bat's head.

The name of the Sword Saint is worthy of its name, and the majestic sword power has broken the sediment of the entire island into two even halves, and the entire island level has quietly sunk for several minutes, and Nangong Bat found that the air he breathed was tingling the sharpness of the trachea.

Staring at the tip of the sword, the bright light condensed on it made the corners of Nangong Bat's mouth slowly provoke a smile. He is not delicate, but he is not rough either, between ordinary and wild, just right, the attribute blessing of the genius halo makes him full of masculine charm, between this smile, I don't know how many women's heartstrings can be touched.

The black hair was reversed, and a pair of deep eyes that looked down on the world became extremely black between the slight rise of the neck, as if decorating the two pieces of night into the eyes, and the rotation of his palm was a mysterious arc, blasting out towards the sky. I saw thick dark black lines emerge from around him, and the dense lines instantly formed a jet-black pillar of light that several people couldn't hold, engulfing his whole person.

The jet-black pillar of light soared into the sky, and the already dark light under the lead sky was swallowed up by this pillar of light, and the whole heaven and earth became even darker. All the falling rain lines within a radius of several kilometers have shifted their original tracks, like a curtain of beads gathered at the end, and they have flown diagonally towards the jet-black pillars of light.

The rushing river poured into the pillars of light, but there was no movement at all, and all the droplets of water were swallowed up by the void hidden in the darkness.

The pillar of light met the Autumn Frost Sword that fell from the sky in just an instant.

The air wave generated by the meeting of the two forces showed milky white ripples, and suddenly spread out, bombarding the entire mid-air into a vacuum, and then all the air currents surged back, and the upwelling force caused the warships on the sea to shake violently with the waves.

The furious devouring power frantically devoured the power in the sword body, and the sharpest sword body in the Dugu Sword Saint world was constantly cutting the dark attribute Xuanka lines.

The strength of the Autumn Frost Sword and the Nangong Bat launched the most fierce battle in the world in a place that could not be seen by the naked eye, and the danger between the square inches exceeded that of the sea battlefield outside the island.

With the Autumn Frost Sword in front, the rest of the accompanying swords escaped the fate of facing the Nangong bat, and like the torrential rain here, they came from the ground and returned to the ground, falling violently towards the island and the sea. Explosions and fires that were more powerful than the bombardment of railguns were set off everywhere, and the ghost ships and Federation warships were all victims in this rain of swords, and in the undulating and deafening explosions, one by one sank and countless people were charred.

Han Xu couldn't see the sea of fire on the sea, but he had seen many peak masters shoot, and he could guess the general picture. Taking a deep breath, no one's attention was on him now, and he was able to slowly prop up his body and sit up, while mobilizing the "spirit clothes" taught to him by the Holy Queen to condition his body, while staring at this battle between the two strongest men in the world today.

Everything in this place is a precious treasure on his spiritual path, and no matter what the outcome of the final battle is, he will benefit greatly if he has time to digest it.

...... The autumn yellow color transmitted from the black pillar of light instantly tore the black and penetrated to the bottom, and the black light suddenly turned into countless silk threads and spread out in all directions. Emperor Shenxuan's vitality roared and blocked his arm in front of him, and the galloping thunder weaved into a power grid, barely blocking these black splashes full of devouring power for him, while the corners of his golden dragon robe rolled up with his movements, which itself was the most powerful defensive tool in the world, shielded the rest of the splashes for him.

Han Xu's palm slammed into the ground, turning his body with all his might, and instantly pushing himself behind an old tree. The old tree was splashed with black ink, and it quickly died, and then every inch of the tree began to melt and then vanished.

Han Xu's gaze became unobstructed again, he raised his head and stared ahead, the dangerous picture just now had disappeared, the Qiushuang Sword was quietly erected at the moment where Nangong Bat was, the sword was hidden in front of three centimeters, and the figure of Nangong Bat retreated fifty meters, unscathed, but the aura was slightly low in the sword just now.

His pupils returned to their normal color, and he stared intently at the Autumn Frost Sword.

The flying sword in the sky was still falling, and the flowing fire brought by a flying sword smashed into the woods half a kilometer beside them, and the thick smoke and dust accompanied by the crimson flames between the trembling of the earth were stirred, and then they were rolled down by the rain curtain like a wave, and the light brought by the flowing fire was left on the surface of this dark autumn sword.

The light on the sword surface once again crossed the tail end, like the sliding umbrella support of an umbrella, and in the slight trembling of the sword body, the figure of the Dugu Sword Saint appeared in front of the sword.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, between his eyebrows and eyes, full of sword intent, and as soon as he raised his head, the sword was unsheathed, and its sharpness made the fragile body of Han Xu, who was not directly at his gaze, help but be seriously injured, and two strands of red welled up from his nose.

"Sword Saint ......" Emperor Shenxuan was unexpectedly surprised.

"I lost to you back then," the Sword Saint did not respond to Emperor Shenxuan, so sharp that the entire heaven and earth were filled with sword intent humming gaze, and pointed straight at Nangong Bat like a sword, "You broke my undefeated sword, I also thought that if you were still alive, I would not be your opponent for eternity." When I heard the news of your resurrection, I was immediately afraid...... It's a bad feeling to live in the shadow of someone else. So I still want to try today, before you get stronger, to see if I can defeat you, or kill you, maybe this life will be in vain. ”

Nangong Bat's face was expressionless, and he was silent for a moment, then shifted the gaze that fell on Emperor Shenxuan to the Sword Saint, and said, "The only person in this world who can barely be my opponent is you at present." ”

A very ordinary statement also expressed his pride, the Sword Saint is the only person in this world who has the potential to defeat Nangong Bat, but it is only possible, in the eyes of Nangong Bat, he is only barely able to be his opponent, and defeating the Sword Saint and then killing Emperor Shenxuan is just one more step for him.

"Is this a compliment? It's just a pity that after losing to you, I have been in retreat and cultivating for so many years, but I haven't made an inch of progress. Juggernaut took a deep breath and sighed.

"There is a difference between cultivation and fighting, if you don't advance, the power of battle may not stop. Nangong Bat said slowly, "I'm curious about how much you have become stronger over the years. ”

Dugu Feng bowed his head and smiled: "That's the truth." ”

As the words fell, he slowly spread out his palm, jumped over the competitors at the starting line, and stretched out his hand in front of the Autumn Frost Sword.

"Teach. ”

The moment the words fell, the sword suddenly rose upward, the tip of the sword swept forward, and then burst forward.

The moment the Autumn Frost Sword swept forward, it was getting bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it expanded by nearly twenty times!

The huge sword body is like the sword of a tall god, and at this moment, this god is killing the first man who is most like a god among the human beings!

The Void Mystery Card in Nangong Bat's hand suddenly floated behind him, welcoming the strongest enemy, and the card was bright with the brightest light since his return.

Several demon rock bats came under him, dragging him towards the diagonal rear, and the figure of Nangong bats turned into a blurred black shadow, and this Qiushuang Sword, which was constantly getting bigger and bigger, was so huge that it could already blast through the heavens and the earth, followed closely behind.

In the blink of an eye, in the heaven and earth, there is a peak duel between these two peak powerhouses.

......

The battle of Shura Field continued, and the roar continued from the sea, and the island itself became silent again, and the torrential rain that fell on the earth again poured on the two of them.

The blood flowing from Emperor Shenxuan's chest was washed away, and after his pale lips opened a few times, his strength surged, spurting out the blood he had endured, and the pain accumulated in his body was also alleviated a lot with this mouthful of blood.

Two fingers stabbed at his shoulder, and two streams of golden thunder appeared, burning and crusting the wound on his chest. Holding the sword in his hand, after a muffled snort, the matching sword that almost killed him was pulled out by him.

The Thunder Jun Sword, which has always been stained with the blood of others, but today he brought his own blood, was on the ground, Emperor Shenxuan breathed heavily, and walked back and forth on the edge of death, even if it was a Saint Realm martial artist, he still felt out of strength, the last time he experienced this feeling, it was during the battle of Black Tiger Mountain, when he faced the Emperor Killing Cannon of the Weapon Saint.

It's just that the Emperor Killer Cannon is what the Weapon Saint has done his best and learned all his life, while Nangong Bat just made a few shots lightly.

A few deep breaths reduced his sense of fear and pain, and Emperor Shenxuan's breathing slowly returned to normal. The damage caused by the injury in his chest was also extremely terrifying for him, and he almost pierced his heart by only half an inch, and the sword passed through the void world of Nangong Bat, and also brought his indescribable devouring power, these forces were still eating away at his meridians and vitality at the moment, and his domineering thunder power could not be expelled.

Holding back the pain and weakness, Emperor Shenxuan struggled to turn his head and stare at the sinkhole.

The appearance of the Sword Saint made Nangong Bat's attention temporarily pin on the Sword Saint, and it was indeed an easy thing to kill himself, but Nangong Bat forgot, or rather, he didn't know at all, that his departure gave Emperor Shenxuan the possibility to continue to complete the plan.

This plan will change the world.

Emperor Shenxuan took another deep breath, raised his head and glanced back at the cold continuum that was staring at him, there was no expression on his pale face, but the contempt and disdain in his eyes were still telling this young man who was not self-conscious, I am still me.

Emperor Shenxuan stood up and jumped towards the sinkhole, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Han Xu gritted his teeth, without any hesitation, dragged his equally seriously injured body, and ran towards the sinkhole, or rather walked. There is a moat between his strength and Emperor Shenxuan, even if Emperor Shenxuan is seriously injured, the all-winning Han Xu cannot be the opponent of Emperor Shenxuan, but now he is the only one here, at this moment, only he has the possibility of stopping Emperor Shenxuan.

Emperor Shenxuan must not succeed in soul deregistration, Emperor Shenxuan must not become the most terrifying existence in the world again, and the world must not return to the hands of this violent emperor.

Han continued to have no choice and did not back down.

Coming to the edge of the sinkhole, Han Xu jumped down like Emperor Shenxuan.

The darkness swallowed up the cold, and the sinkhole, which did not know the depth, engulfed both of them in an instant.

Although tens of millions of people have gone to stop Emperor Shenxuan, who else will I be?

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PS: It seems like I haven't sent PS for a long time.,Let's nag a few words today hahahahaha.,It's almost time to finish writing here.,It's not in a very good state (it seems like I haven't said I'm in good shape for a long time hahahahaha?)。 This should have been a wonderful scene, but I always felt that the strength was not enough, and I didn't know what was wrong, but after thinking about it, I still felt that it was a lack of energy.

Hey, the more I grow up, the more lonely I get, the more troubles I get, I used to think that as I write more and more, my grades will get higher and higher, but the fact is that there is no substantial change in my grades, and that lost growth doesn't mean much, so I can stick to it until now, and I should give a thumbs up or something?

Then, begging for support, there are only a few months left in the book, and hopefully, I can finish it completely.

。 Birdbook.com