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"Damn it!"

At this time, the young man's face was not proud, and he was covered with dust and a hideous face on top of his white clothes.

Looking at Ye Wushuang's gaze, mixed with the cold light of choosing people to devour, "Ye Wushuang, you really surprised me, I didn't expect that you actually comprehended the rules of the two powers, and still didn't set foot in the sage, which surprised me very much." ”

"But today your enemy is me, and you are still defeated, because I am a goshawk and you are an ant!"

In the young man, the terrifying momentum exploded and rushed straight into the sky.

"Relying on a treasure armor, I'm embarrassed to be arrogant!"

"Today I will kill you!"

Ye Wushuang's voice was extremely cold.

Just now, Ye Wushuang's divine sense, on the silver-haired young man's body, found an extremely remarkable treasure armor, if it weren't for the treasure armor, he would have been hit hard by that blow.

Ye Wushuang's words exploded in the ring like spring thunder, encouraging every Shenxiao City martial artist, and they only felt that the blood in their chests seemed to be boiling.

How are the warriors of Tianzhou, and what are they afraid of.

At this moment, everyone was inspired by the momentum on Ye Wushuang's body.

"Ye Tianjiao, invincible!"

“......”

Hearing the cheers, the silver-haired young man was furious and scolded: "Ignorance, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

As he spoke, a knife appeared in the hand of the silver-haired young man, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Dao device!

The moment he saw the long knife, the Sky Swallowing Leopard exclaimed in surprise.

Dao weapon, the increase in martial arts is too great, no wonder this person is so confident.

Gripping the handle of the long knife, the momentum of the whole body reached the peak, and if it didn't move, it was amazing.

"Slash the sky!"

With his heavy drinking, a fierce killing intent swept through the heavens and the earth, and a refined sword appeared in the sky, cutting through the sky.

With the realm of a silver-haired young man and a half-step sage, a dark black sword was formed under the release of the True Yuan, like a scythe raised by the god of death, slashing towards Ye Wushuang's neck.

The silver-haired young man shot out angrily, this move was as fast as lightning, with a momentum of slashing the sky and the earth, and it was difficult for ordinary sage-level martial artists to resist at all.

Even if it was separated by a certain distance, Ye Wushuang could feel the killing intent that was like a substance!

Facing the silver-haired young man holding the Dao weapon, Ye Wushuang's eyes erupted with extremely cold killing intent, and beside Ye Wushuang, the flying sword Xuan Immortal appeared.

Ye Wushuang knew that if he wanted to defeat or even kill the silver-haired youth, the only way to kill the immortals was to use the flying sword.

"Great Freedom Xuanjin Sword Qi!"

The next moment, Ye Wushuang's eyes were tightly closed, and the flying sword Xuan Immortal stabbed out the long sword in front of him.

The sword was imaginative, without any traces to capture, stabbing the only flaw in the long knife.

"Zheng!"

At this time, the flying sword was above the immortal, and the sword instantly suppressed the black sword.

The silver-haired young man only felt that there was a majestic force, coming from above the flying sword and killing immortals, and his right hand holding the knife shook so loudly that he almost couldn't hold the long knife.

In desperation, he had to retreat more than ten meters sharply, looking at Ye Wushuang in the distance with a frightened expression, his eyes flashing with an incredible light.

......

At this time, everyone saw that the silver-haired young man who had been invincible before, but now instead of killing Ye Wushuang with one move, he was still still inferior in the second round of the confrontation, and couldn't help but let out a burst of cheers and shouts:

"Ye Tianjiao, good job, let this arrogant Tianzhou kid understand our strength!"

"Ye Tianjiao, hack this bastard to death!"

However, in the face of these noisy voices, Ye Wushuang remained unmoved, staring at the silver-haired young man with a pair of eyes, not daring to have any slack.

Although it was just a simple urging of the flying sword to punish the immortals, the consumption was too terrible.

Therefore, if he can't defeat the silver-haired youth as soon as possible, once the power of the overlord is exhausted, he will become the soul of the silver-haired youth!

"Hahaha......"

Suddenly, the silver-haired young man let out an unbridled laugh, looked at Ye Wushuang and said fiercely:

"Boy, I admit that your strength is beyond my expectations, but so what! Now, I'll let you see my true strength!"

As he spoke, the silver-haired young man raised his long knife, but the next moment, an incredible scene happened.

The whole sky turned to blood.

The silver-haired young man burst out with the rules of killing, and the rules of killing and the rules of the knife were perfectly integrated, which was extremely terrifying.

With the long knife as the center, a cold, evil aura permeated, and the closer warriors only felt an unprecedented chill attacking, as if the blood in their bodies was about to be frozen.

"Kill the gods!"

Ye Wushuang felt the horror in it at the first moment, his brows furrowed, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

At this moment, the eyes of the silver-haired young man also bloomed with a strange red glow, and he suddenly raised the demon knife in his hand, and an invisible storm rose out of thin air around him, intensifying and intensifying, as if he was going to engulf the whole world.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

Everyone, it just felt like they were in the middle of a raging tornado, and the strong wind was like a sword, and their exposed skin ached.

The silver-haired young man, and then his body was like a Nine Demon Dragon with teeth and claws, and he wanted to devour Ye Wushuang alive.

This knife is the last killer weapon of the silver-haired youth, bringing together his strongest rules.

Seeing this terrifying sword, the martial artist of Shenxiao City couldn't help but change his face greatly, and he was extremely shocked.

"This ...... Is that the true strength of the silver-haired youth? It's terrifying!" someone said in horror, their voices trembling.

"It is worthy of being a disciple of the great forces of Tianzhou, in the face of this sword, even if it is the peak of a sage, I am afraid that I will have to avoid the edge for the time being!"

"Oh no! Ye Wushuang is afraid that this time he will be more than lucky!"

......

However, in the face of this move to kill the gods, Ye Wushuang suddenly found that within the Flying Sword Immortal Sword, an indescribable domineering intent suddenly gushed out, as if he had been provoked.

"Roar!"

A sword roar like a divine beast sounded, followed by a surging sword aura.

"Great Freedom Xuanjin Sword Qi!"

Ye Wushuang shouted, and at the same time, the endless power of the overlord in his body gathered into the flying sword Immortal Sword.

As soon as this sword came out, the wind and clouds changed color!

"Boom!"

The swords intersected, the strong impact, and the majestic energy leaked out, turning into bursts of qi, and even causing ripples and fluctuations in the air, and a piece of gunpowder smoke filled the air, making it impossible to see what was happening in the sky!

It took more than half a minute, and when the dust cleared, everyone saw the situation clearly.

In the sky, I saw a man standing alone.

The silver-haired young man had already fallen into the big pit under Ye Wushuang's body.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang stood with his hands in his hands, exuding an otherworldly and overwhelming momentum, which made people dare not look directly, and even gave birth to a feeling of bowing down.

At Ye Wushuang's feet, the silver-haired young man fell to the ground, covered in blood, no longer had the arrogance he had before, his body was full of scars, drenched in blood, and he couldn't move.

"Poof!"

Immediately after, the silver-haired young man suddenly spit out a large mouthful of red blood, his pupils contracted into the most dangerous pin-like shape, he looked up at Ye Wushuang with unbelievable eyes, and exclaimed:

"Impossible! How can you be so strong? I am holding a Dao weapon, and I am invincible under the half-step Dao Venerable, how can you win?"

When Ye Wushuang heard this, he looked condescendingly at the silver-haired young man who was paralyzed on the ground, as if he was looking at a humble ant, and said coldly:

"Because you're too weak!"

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