The earth-shattering power of destruction came, and the powerful power and combat power shocked the scene, even Lingyun, who was far away, felt that the earth fell into darkness.

"Hey, the chess is a little worse" Ling Yun didn't expect the result to evolve like this, it was really tricky.

However, Ling Yun knew that it was useless to regret it, he could only increase his strength, and in the end, the reason was that he was too weak.

In the nameless area, the ten breaths have come to an end, it is a sword and a person, resisting the enemy and the sky, or helplessly unable to resist the sky and the fate.

Extremely fast sword

People in a hurry

In an instant, I saw that the sky was the earth, the earth was the sky, and the universe was reversed, and in an instant, the sword light fell like a feather, like a terrifying desolate god who had awakened, roaring angrily, and roaring in shock, so that the heavens and the earth were shocked.

Hearing the sound, Dongyang Jianjun didn't dare to have the slightest intention of relaxing, and immediately Yunyuan raised his strength, his figure staggered for a moment, jumped up first, and the moment his feet wrapped around Wu Jianran's sword, he stepped straight down.

But seeing that Wu Jianran's left hand suddenly let go of the hilt, his right palm pushed forward, and hit the hilt steadily, and then he felt an incomparably strong true element, penetrating the sword body, forcing the sword body to start spinning at a rapid speed.

In an instant, an inexplicable force was loaded, which invisibly dissolved the power of Dongyang Sword Monarch, and even drove the figure of Dongyang Sword Monarch, making it and the sword churn in the void, and countless sword qi riots appeared.

Almost at the same moment, Wu Jianran's left hand turned into a finger, killing and robbing suddenly, three directions, three tricks, and six rays of light, hitting Dongyang Sword Monarch.

"Drink" in a desperate situation, drink again, climb the sword chant, suddenly see the wind howling, reappear like a charming figure, the sword energy condenses, sinking into the dust, the last bet in life, the sword fight is finally over.

The entanglement of life and death is staggered several times, and after ten breaths, it no longer lingers, and the rain of swords that rolls over declares the battle between swords and swords, and it will never die.

The cold sword was killed, and the yellow color was lost, the sun and the moon were dull, and the four fields were miserable as if they were about to end, on the other hand, Dongyang Jianjun was not shocked, and he came out of the sword coldly.

In the blink of an eye, the first wave of attacks was a momentary failure, but seeing Dongyang Sword Monarch calmly responding, he swung his sword suddenly, and his figure hovered over Wu Jianran's sword, killing at its vital point.

"Chaotic breath, defeated" a battle between swords and swords, the sun and the moon sinking, Wu Jianran ran ran around his body, the monstrous sword waves, the whirlpool moved rapidly, like a reverse dragon swimming in it, disturbing the sight of Dongyang Sword Monarch, a sword pierced Dongyang Sword Monarch's chest, and blood appeared at first glance.

In his eyes, there was only Wu Jianran, who was destroying and destroying, and when he burst out with infinite killing intent, the true yuan of the wild waves, covering the sky and the earth, forced back the Dongyang Sword Monarch for dozens of zhang.

Under the strong attack, Dongyang Sword Monarch's body was destroyed and disabled, and blood was sprinkled wildly.

"Buzz Buzz"

Then there was a sword roar, it was Tianchen again, and in an instant, the blood splashed, and Tianchen Sword suddenly broke away from Dongyang Sword Monarch, and faced Wu Jianran with a sword.

"Good Sword"

Wu Jianran looked at the swaying figure, as well as the Savior's sword, and with his left hand, the sword body was detached, suspended on the left side of Wu Jianran, and several streamers burst out when he landed, repelling the Tianchen Sword, and then took the life gate of Dongyang Sword Monarch with one palm.

Hurry, hurry

Dangerous

Death spreads

Dongyang Sword Monarch retreated decisively, slid out from the ground, and instantly picked up the sword and dropped the sword.

"Boom"

With a sword slash at the next sword, Dongyang Jianjun's whole person began to have violent friction with the ground, bursting into countless fires, and then kicked out, a little horizontal sword, and the tip of the sword just fell on Wu Jianran's sword body, and at the last moment, Wu Jianran was repelled.

Seeing that Dongyang Jianjun was about to avoid the attack of the two, withdraw from the battle, and reorganize the offensive, he saw the figure of the reverse sword, and suddenly fell in front of Wu Jianran.

"Huh"

When the sudden appearance of the sword swept through the eyes of Dongyang Sword Monarch, it immediately made Dongyang Sword Monarch's hairs stand up, and for no reason, a killing force of death came to oppress him, which immediately made Dongyang Sword Monarch's mind mention a kind of indescribable limit.

"Huh"

The two people who cooperated with the tacit understanding, one sword after another, only looking at Dongyang Jianjun's hair, face, shoulders, and chest, blood flowed at a glance, and terrifying blood marks appeared.

Cold moon and cold star

Killer killing intent

Suddenly, Dongyang Sword Jun felt the cold atmosphere of slaughter, and instantly condensed, and then swept away the red dust with a sword, reproducing the Dongyang Sword Codex.

The next moment, life and death were at hand, and the murder weapon of the hunt was slowly raised, almost freezing the soul of Dongyang Sword Monarch, like an iron chain ringing, and there was a call to lock the soul, as if a ghost was stepping on it and asking for his life.

Seriously injured, Dongyang Sword Monarch has lost five successes, and the strong enemy is stronger, forcing him to do his life, so that every move of Dongyang Sword Monarch is overdrawing his life.

After one move, the reverse sword mang took another step, and after one move, death was closer, and the body was injured, which was a battle in which Dongyang Sword Monarch had no chance of winning.

Even if you are not convinced, what can you do?

Bone is the sword, the flesh is the weapon, and the handover of the extreme moves is still the most helpless result and the saddest ending, which makes Dongyang Jianjun's hand holding the sword reveal a sense of despair.

The next moment, the person holding the sword, swaying in the wind, blurred and dim vision, gradually reflected a cold figure, breaking the heart step by step, as if symbolizing the figure of the king of Hades, coming to take his life.

No matter how dark it is in front of him, even if it is just a little light, it is also a glimmer of hope, Dongyang Sword Monarch only has the determination to turn his back on the water, knowing that he only has one breath left, and would rather accept the sword than waste it.

"Boom"

The criss-crossing sword qi shrouded Dongyang Sword Monarch's body, and immediately cut through Dongyang Sword Monarch's clothes and skin, as if he was about to be decomposed by the sword qi.

One attack and one defense, one near and one far, the two people who cooperated with the tacit understanding, with a sword in their hands, forced Wu Jianran into danger: "Ten breaths have passed nine breaths, and there is still the last breath." ”

"Many words"

Stepping on the sword body with one foot, foot killing, sword killing, hand killing, instantaneous change, the three parties exchanged tens of millions of moves again.

Dongyang Sword Monarch flew up, Tianchen flew out, and landed at the feet of Dongyang Sword Monarch, and at the same time pressed the sword body, causing the sword body to bend, bursting out of the thunder and fire sword yuan, and suddenly entering the battle.

"Drink" together, Wu Jianran held the sword in his hand, abruptly detached from the palm of his hand, and fled to the void with a "sigh", and a sword pierced the Thunder Fire Sword Yuan, straight into the eyebrows of Dongyang Sword Monarch.

"You're tired."

"Repair, kill"

The words fell, Tianchen was in front of Dongyang Sword Monarch again, one sword and nine swords, forming a sword formation, and at the same time, from the feet of Dongyang Sword Monarch, a strange formation appeared at a glance, and Tianchen Sword turned into a torrent, attacking Wu Jianran and Reverse Sword Mang.

"Qiang ......"

Dongyang Sword Monarch, who had a spirit in his heart, took the sword with a swing, swept the sword, the sword qi burst out, and while the figure retreated rapidly, Tianchen plunged straight into the ground, setting off a burst of sword fire.

Suddenly, Dongyang Sword Monarch swirled around, Tianchen drew a half-moon streamer, and countless flying sand and dust suddenly appeared, forming countless sword rains, with an overwhelming trend, forcing the two of them to reverse Jianmang and Wu Jianran.

"The Last Sword"