If it is said that the snow drinking madness knife is made of the coldest thing in the world, there is a meaning of frozen mountains and rivers under the knife split.

Then the long knife that Duan Zhen was holding in his hand at this moment was the destruction of evil to the limit.

It has a blue and cold meaning all over, but its appearance is extremely special.

The back of the knife was like two crescent moons, and there was a bloodline-like trace.

And the blade seems to be a layer of gear that is constantly blending and rolling.

Between the rotations, it's like grinding everything in the world.

As soon as he was born, the sky was dark and thunder roared.

The world's first fierce soldier, evil soldier, and great evil king!

"It's not in its heyday..."

Duan Zhen held this evil and infinite long knife, but he was still a little dissatisfied.

He could clearly feel that the consciousness of the Great Evil King's body was still silent.

It was as if it had not been for the gathering of four fierce soldiers, it would not have been born at all.

As for the idea of the evil king of the Nine Voids, he didn't snoop on it again.

But even so, the ferocious intent brought by this long knife has reached a level that changes the celestial phenomena.

"Boom, boom!"

The light and darkness in the far sky are connected, and the thunder snakes are dense, and the layers of dark clouds are as deep as the end of the world, gradually condensing and pressing down.

And the supreme sword intent of the Central Continent Martial God had already descended towards Duan Zhen.

The flag is supreme, and there is no way back.

This knife seemed to have completely sealed the retreat of all beings in heaven and earth.

Between the flow of sword light, only Duan Zhen was left.

Duan Zhen even heard a burst of shouts and roars without regret.

This is going to Quantai to recruit the old department, and the banner is 100,000 to kill Yama!

The martial arts mind that burned in the air was almost about to manifest an illusory scene.

The banner is supreme with a knife, and the ghosts and gods are slashed in anger.

This Middle-earth Martial God is enough to be called a god in terms of sword technique!

"I also have a style of swordsmanship, which I learned from my master at the beginning of my martial arts practice. Please taste! ”

Suddenly, Duan Zhen's abdomen suddenly stirred, and an extremely fast sound erupted.

He didn't have time to speak, so he could only finish it in the fastest way possible.

And in the next moment, he held the silent Great Evil King, and his body sank suddenly.

His strength was very ordinary, so ordinary that he didn't seem to have any martial arts cultivation in his body.

And the knife position is also extremely simple and clear, the blade is downward, and the knife edge is still facing itself.

At the moment of the downward split, the blade of the knife was lifted up at the same time, and the back of the knife slammed upward, drawing an arc.

Calm and silent, without the impact of unleashing explosive power with one punch and one kick before.

This opponent's extremely strong sword intent was diametrically opposed.

One is violent to the extreme, and the other is ordinary to the extreme.

In the next moment, the knives of the two suddenly collided.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The thunderstorm clouds, which were already about to fall down, suddenly sudden.

Heaven and earth seem to have stood still, and all things have perished.

"Such a knife technique..."

In the next breath, Zhongzhou Martial God only felt that five of the ten mental human forms he had summoned suddenly shattered into a cloud of energy-filled phantoms.

And the remaining ones, only fists, palms, legs, knives, and swords remain.

At this time, these five human figures also stopped in the void far away, as if they were reminiscing about this knife.

"Bang bang bang!"

After two breaths, the clouds in the distant sky were cut straight through by this energy, the mountains and rivers were transparent, and the sky was clear.

Whether it's the 100,000 Banners, the Netherworld Yama, or the Yellow Springs Prison.

It's all in this ordinary to extreme knife technique, and it's gone.

"What kind of knife is this?"

The Central Continent Martial God slowly withdrew the energy golden light that had dissipated in the nine realms, and his eyes were a little inexplicable.

"The knife of Dingding Mountains and Rivers, the name is Wuji."

Duan Zhen also retracted his sword momentum and spoke calmly.

He pressed the Great Evil King from afar, and at this moment, the entire blade of the sword, which glowed with blue cold light, had become extremely red and hot.

It was as if it was about to burn.

The blades that are constantly grinding like layers of gears, I don't know how far they have swung and stirred.

The air began to fill with the smell of lava and sulfur, and the temperature rose to an extremely high level.

"Infinite Knife, wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

The Martial God of Zhongzhou said three wonderful words in succession, and then remained silent.

He is also reminiscing, and he is also simulating the evolution of that extreme meaning.

But Duan Zhen patted the Great Evil King, turned to stare at the Martial God of Zhongzhou, and said from afar:

"Fists, palms, legs, knives, you and I are all equal. There is still a sword left at the moment. ”

After this fight, Duan Zhen only felt that there was no one in the entire Fengyun World who inspired him to inspire such a fighting spirit.

Is this a high-level reincarnation?

He actually had a trace of yearning for the main god space at this moment.

Such a supreme martial art simply has indescribable benefits for his Dao Yiyin.

From the place where the two fought, they first raised their fists to fight, and then compared their palms and legs.

Then there is the knife handover, and the confrontation of minds.

The four methods of martial arts are all indistinguishable.

Whether it is moves, artistic conceptions, intentions, or powers, they have almost reached the limit of a moment.

If you insist on dividing the superiority, it is in the fist and kick, Duan Zhen forced the Zhongzhou Martial God to change his move and win.

And in the palm and sword, this Zhongzhou Martial God pressed Duan Zhen again.

Duan Zhen kicked out of Sumeru Mountain before, and he was no longer able to play the overturning style of the Heaven Seal at the same time.

And the Banner Supreme Sword of the Martial God of Zhongzhou only runs with true qi, and there is no divine weapon in hand.

Duan Zhen took the big evil king's hard connection, and he had already taken advantage of the weapon.

Speaking of which, the martial arts moves of this Central Continent Martial God Society are simply as complicated as the vast true qi in its body.

In just this short fight, Duan Zhen's Dao Yiyin began to trace this method after another.

Even vaguely, even the other party's supreme martial arts are backtracking!

"There is indeed a sword left."

The Zhongzhou Martial God nodded solemnly, his spear, halberd, club, claw, and fingers had been defeated by Duan Zhen's Infinite Blade Intent, and it was difficult to maintain.

This time, only the last sword remained.

If he can overpower the opponent in the way of the sword, his martial god path can continue to move forward.

This is a battle and challenge that those who want to become gods must accept.

dares to call himself a martial god, but there are still people in the world who can overpower him in martial arts.

If this happens, his divine position will be destroyed.

If you want to become a god, you must have the strength to overpower all your opponents.

"It's a pity that my swordsmanship is mediocre."

Duan Zhen shook his head, he had very little practice in swordsmanship, and he often just manipulated his spiritual power to show off his sword skills.

The only thing that will be a Wudang Nine Palaces sword finger is not good at studying.

And now what he has to face is the sword of the Martial God.

"Hahaha! Kendo goes straight to the heart, and you can just move as you like. ”

Seeing Duan Zhen suddenly open his mouth like this, the Zhongzhou Martial God also smiled heroically.

With a wave of one hand, the golden light behind him filled the air, turning into a long sword three feet six inches and six centimeters long.

The traces are clearly visible, as if they were substance.

"My sword intent, you are optimistic."

Seeing that Duan Zhen really didn't understand swords, this Zhongzhou Martial God took the lead in showing his kendo intentions.

Soaring, like a dragon.

The brilliance flows, as if the fairy trail is ethereal, and there is nowhere to be found.

The sword intent of this martial god is so ethereal, but it is like a loose immortal, holding a sword to control the sky and wander the world.

"It's kind of interesting."

Duan Zhen felt the heart of this Central Continent Martial God, and nodded secretly.

He let out a long spat and set the Great Evil King aside.

Then he stretched out one hand straight and flat, reaching far into the sky far away.

"Here comes the sword."

Duan Zhen's voice was extremely calm, and his eyes were also looking into the distance, as if something was about to jump along with his words.