The sword is killed, the palm is broken, and the palm is life and death.

Its essence should be a way of "harm".

The sword qi of sword cultivation can not only have the majestic power of opening mountains and breaking mountains, but also turning the earth upside down.

It can also be like a drizzle, silently destroying all living beings.

It may be imposing, or it can moisturize things silently.

It's all about doing harm.

And this time Emperor Shakti's sword path is the highest mastery of the Fengyun Sword Sect, and ten thousand swords return to the sect.

How majestic is his true spirit?

This sword turned into ten thousand swords, and just after it started, it floated the surrounding five hundred zhang of sea water as if it were withdrawn.

The clumps of sword-like ice were formed by the condensation of seawater.

Duan Zhen didn't expect that he hadn't seen the nameless Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect before, but he saw it in the hands of this Emperor Shakti.

That kind of power, that kind of true qi surging, is almost equal to the owner of the red sedan chair.

You must know that the martial arts blood qi is much more violent than the true qi, and it is completely for the destructive power.

Therefore, the martial artists of the entire Qingyuan Realm are not immortal, and they are often only a few Jiazi at most.

But this Emperor Shakti Tianguang can be compared to the martial arts blood qi of the master of the red sedan chair with his true qi.

The thousand-year-old skill is not in vain.

Duan Zhen felt that even if he was nameless, he would definitely not be able to take this sword head-on.

That is purely to suppress people with force, and to suppress people with majestic true energy.

"It's a pity you're not a Heavenly Sword."

Duan Zhen pulled it with one hand, and the murderous soldier Heavenly Sin in his hand instantly came out of his hand, stretching straight five feet.

The structure of this heavenly sin is also extremely peculiar.

It is like a series of strange metals spliced together, and the specific appearance is like a centipede with cold iron scales.

Usually when you don't use it, it shrinks into a ball, and once it is against the enemy, it can immediately stretch extremely long.

This is also a demon soldier with extremely fierce intent, and it is not under the defeat and peerless two swords of the Sword Worship Villa, and it is even faintly surpassed.

Before, because Duan Zhen deliberately suppressed it, and the Great Evil King was shocked by him, it didn't exude that kind of ferocity.

And this next stage really poured into the furious and scorching martial arts blood, and this murderous soldier seemed to break free from the cage, instantly releasing all the fierce intent.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Its inner segments swelled with scales, like a huge living worm, constantly roaring and howling.

And as soon as the Heavenly Sin sin was shot, the Xuan Ice Sword Blade between the sea and the sky had reached tens of thousands.

They stand silently in the air, swaying slightly, as if waiting for the next moment to erupt.

"To me, the sword is just a tool. Even if it's the Heavenly Sword, so what? ”

Emperor Shakti pointed at the blade in front of him as if it were overwhelming, and his words were faintly disdainful.

Since the beginning of his martial arts studies, he has spent thousands of years studying the moves of a hundred schools.

Whether it is knives, guns, clubs, fists, legs and feet, there is nothing he does not know and is not proficient in.

How many masters are there in the world?

But what are those so-called Sword Emperors and Sword Masters to him?

He didn't know how many masters he had seen who were more talented than himself, nor how many people he had seen who could defeat him with just a few decades of cultivation.

But so what?

A hundred years later, all of this is just a pinch of loess.

Only he, the only god, can sit and watch the rise and fall of the common people forever, running like the sky!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

All of Shakti's thoughts only wandered for a moment, and then his true qi changed violently.

The tens of thousands of ice-bladed long swords suspended between the sea and the sky instantly rushed down towards Duan Zhen.

It was a scene that was even more tragic and shocking than the march of thousands of troops.

The sword rain in the sky no longer maintained the shape of an ice blade, but burned at a speed that suddenly accelerated beyond the sound barrier.

It is like countless meteorites falling to the earth, the fire and rain are monstrous, and the end is coming.

Under this blow, I am afraid that the river and the sea can be divided in a real sense.

Fortunately, the two were in the sea and were not near any islands.

Otherwise, if it were near the Iron Heart Island, I am afraid that this blow would be able to levitate all the iron weapons on the island even if it was not fired.

Instead, it turned into an endless flame that destroyed the world.

"Good."

But in the face of the majesty of this meteorite group falling to the earth, Duan Zhen still did not change color.

Holding the Heavenly Sin, he began to wave his arms at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Between breaths, I don't know how many times I turned.

"Huhu!"

A gust of wind suddenly rose.

It was as if he was creating an extremely turbulent whirlwind swarm, intending to devour all the sword qi flames.

That feeling is like when the heavens and the earth are overturned and the end is coming, there is still one person in the world who is making the last resistance.

It is the desire to use the power of one person to turn and shatter and derive hope.

He is so firm and tenacious in the world, and wears away all calamities.

Martial Arts Heart Seal, Saint King Wheel.

This is the dragon and snake world, Yan Yuanyi's method.

At this moment, it evolved out of Duan Zhen's hands, and with the surging martial arts blood, it suddenly erupted with a monstrous power.

In a trance, a kind of catastrophe was derived when the world was shattered, and the Holy King was intimidated by all dooms and calamities in the world, and all the might was overcome.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

As the sea swirled, a giant tornado soared upward.

It was like a water dragon leaping into the air, heading towards the rain of ten thousand swords and fire.

"The mantis arm is a car."

Emperor Shakti manipulated the sword technique, looking at a whirlpool water dragon that suddenly rose, and his tone was indifferent.

He didn't think that the current person could rely on a set of luck methods that were not god-level exercises to block his ten thousand swords and return to the sect.

But in the next moment, his ruthless face, which was like a thousand years of ice, immediately changed.

As the water dragon slowly rose, the entire space began to vibrate.

Knock knock knock!

He suddenly heard an inexplicable rhythm, as if the air flow around him was continuously bombarded by an invisible force.

And the ten thousand swords that fell far away were constantly attacked by the power of shock.

In just three breaths, he felt that hundreds of sword qi had permanently dispersed.

"Is this a fist to the void?"

Emperor Shakti didn't expect that this water dragon spinning was only a heavy energy, and it actually contained an extremely strong fist intent.

During its shock and circulation, even the space began to resonate, and it was able to gradually break through its own grasp of ten thousand swords!

In the end, he is also an experienced veteran, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he immediately turned his sword trick again.

The falling rain of ten thousand swords suddenly began to converge, and vaguely began to condense.

This is a further evolution of the return of ten thousand swords, and the gathering of ten thousand swords is the only one.

All swords are one!

Countless sword qi and fire rained together suddenly, as if they were about to form a heavenly sword in the true sense!

"You're a step slower."

But when the ten thousand swords were about to be united, Duan Zhen's voice suddenly sounded.

Emperor Shakti's heart jumped suddenly, and he saw that the rain of fire between the sea and the sky had turned and dispersed, and it was rushing towards him at the same time!

"How is that possible?!"

"How could it be?"

Duan Zhen's voice seemed to be faster than the long sword condensed by the fire rain.

He held the Heavenly Sin, like a swimming dragon, following the water vapor fireworks, and stabbed straight towards the Emperor.

"Boom !!"

An explosion sounded like an undersea volcanic eruption.

The surrounding sea area of nearly 100 zhang directly produced an extremely deep and heavy vortex.

The corpses of countless fish and shrimp floated one after another, and the sea water was turbulent, with the light of the fire that had not burned out.

And Duan Zhen and Emperor Shakti, who caused all this, were floating quietly on the surface of the sea, silent.

That murderous soldier sin was just right on Emperor Shakti's chest, but he couldn't get any further.

It was as if there was some indestructible divine armor that blocked this sudden killing move for him.

"Good armor."

Duan Zhen continued to hold the Heavenly Sin Horizontal Pressure, and the momentum in his eyes did not stagnate at all.

Shakti also looked at him calmly, not caring at all that he was being persecuted by the fierce soldiers.

A very strange but harmonious calm arose between the two.

"You're exhausted."

Suddenly, Emperor Shakti laughed lightly, and his body exerted a slight force, wanting to bounce away the Heavenly Sin.

But in the next moment, Duan Zhen's strength in his hand increased by one more point, and he took a step back against him.

"You can try."

Duan Zhen's momentum was still extremely strong, and the muscles around him continued to vibrate with the words.

Shakti continued to stare at him, and the two fell silent again.

After a full half of the incense was deadlocked, Emperor Shakti finally couldn't help but speak:

"Respect the martial arts, almost through the gods, admirable! We should not be enemies, we should be friends! ”

His face became extremely heroic, and his voice was as decent as a gentleman with the aura of cultivating Haoran.

"Shame, shame! Your Excellency's skills are truly heaven and earth, and I am ashamed of myself! ”

Duan Zhen suddenly became extremely enthusiastic, and his words were even more open-minded and bold than those of Emperor Shakti.

The two exchanged politeness, and the previous fierce confrontation was gone.

It seems that there is also a sense of sympathy and uncontrollable feelings.

But Duan Zhen's Heavenly Sin was still in front of Emperor Shakti, and Emperor Shakti still didn't relax in the slightest.

"If you put down your weapons, we will resolve this fight?"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

"Why don't you let go of the knife yet?"

"The energy was a little condensed before, and it was about to be relieved."

"Honorable..."

"That's it!"

The two talked eagerly for a long time, and Duan Zhen finally retreated sharply, leaving the sea straight away.

And the figure of Shakti moved almost at the same time, and also retreated towards the rear.

They just looked at each other more than ten feet apart, and they lost the warmth they had before.

"I admit to underestimating you."

Shakti shook his head, and he took out the heart shield on his chest, which already had a deep crack.

It was a piece of armor that he had built for thousands of years that could be called a divine weapon, but he didn't expect to be almost stabbed through by Duan Zhen.

The blade of sin was only half an inch away from him that day.

Therefore, he didn't dare to move, so he could only use his true qi to protect his body.

The divine soldier was only half an inch away, and even if he had a thousand years of skill, it was impossible to stop it.

Besides, the knife bearer is still Duan Zhen.

"I'm underestimating you, too."

Duan Zhen still maintained his strength, but the weakness that flashed in the depths of his eyes was indeed extremely obvious.

At this moment, the condensed liquid martial arts blood qi in his body had been completely swept away.

Even the spiritual power was sucked dry, and only a trace of floating energy remained.

Emperor Fang Cai's Ten Thousand Swords returned to the Sect, and the power was incomparable.

He had to use the extremely defensive Saint King Rotation, and he also brought the power of the fist to kill the void.

But his realm has not yet reached the void, and he cannot release his blood and qi from his heart.

Therefore, he can only rely on his spiritual power to move synchronously, and constantly seize the control of ten thousand swords.

But I didn't expect the emperor to want to unite and unify.

He could only burn all his blood and qi in an instant, and he could not rebuke his spirit.

Even the entire Fire Qilin Life Energy stored in the Holy Fetus was directly exhausted.

That's why he was able to rely on a momentary shock to elevate his blood and spirit to a level equivalent to the opponent's thousand-year-old skill.

Then he reversed the sword rain and broke through the heavy pressure of the Heavenly Sin.

"Your Excellency, would you like to be a guest at my Heavenly Gate? There is a matter to discuss with you. ”

Shakti threw away his goggles, and he didn't gain anything in this battle, but lost it.

And Duan Zhen didn't show any fatigue at the moment, for a while, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

The longer a person lives, the more he desires life and the more he fears death.

"There's nothing to talk about."

Duan Zhen turned around slowly, summoned the iron box of the Great Evil King in the air, and put it into the box together.

"It's about reincarnation."

Emperor Shakti suddenly spoke again, but Duan Zhen was stunned.

"Reincarnation?"

Duan Zhen paused, turned his head to look at Emperor Shakti, his eyes were still calm.

"Yes, Team Middle-earth, Team Demon, Lord God Space, Reincarnation."

Emperor Shakti uttered several words one after another, his words were a little deep, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

Duan Zhen also looked at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, Duan Zhen finally nodded, picked up the long iron box, and spoke to Emperor Shakti:

"Let's go."