"We, the Zhao family, won't let you set foot here half a step."

Zhao Feixiong fought to the death resolutely, facing the Lord God of the Covenant still had the courage to dominate the world, and he didn't feel that his death was coming.

As long as the sword is in hand, he will not fall!

"Shen Wenshu go together, don't waste time with him."

There wasn't too much entanglement, and he didn't care about his face, the Lord God of the Covenant directly beckoned Shen Wenshu on the side to step forward together.

If you can fight two, how can you spend your strength?

The cyan energy surged, and Shen Wenshu responded and attacked Zhao Feixiong with the Judgment Spear.

"Today is your Zhao Feixiong's death!"

The three of them fought, their power was all over the sky, and the space was shattered in pieces, as if the catastrophe of heaven and earth had resurfaced, which made people frightened in their hearts.

But the crimson man has more excitement at this time.

They understand that this difficult Zhao Feixiong is finally going to finish the last journey of his life today.

The two kings will join forces to kill him!

"Roar!!

Roaring and shaking the sky, this is Zhao Feixiong's unyielding roar, blood-colored swords are horizontal, he is like a dying beast, making a final struggle.

"This time, he's going to die, right? Calais? Unconsciously, Chen Mengtong walked to Calais's side and looked up at the sky with him.

The three-colored light was fighting, but Chen Mengtong couldn't see it clearly at all, and he could only express the emotion in his heart.

"He will die, he has already reached the last step, and he only relies on his will and the power of the Celestial Scar standing here." After seven months of fighting, Calais knows very well how far Zhao Feixiong has come.

Without supplies, he was just relying on the power of the Celestial Scar, and the flesh and blood lost on his body represented the energy of his lost life, leaving behind almost an empty shell, forcibly manipulated with the power of the Celestial Scar.

"He still has a scar on him?" Chen Mengtong was a little surprised.

"He has been killed by Su Wen once, and he can be resurrected because of the heavenly scars that Chen Zu injected into his body." From the moment Zhao Feixiong died, Calais had already felt that the breath of the Heavenly Scar had fallen on him.

"The power of the Celestial Scar is unlimited, and if you want to defeat Zhao Feixiong now, you need to wait until his spirit collapses."

"His will is made of steel." Calais looked at the blood-colored figure in the sky, but there was an incredible admiration in his eyes.

That is the respect for the strong, the indomitable will into the long sword in his hand, the battle so far, only Zhao Feixiong can do it, and Zhao Liangqian, who survived that day, has already died under Calais in a long struggle.

"He is worthy of being the number one swordsman in the universe." Calais sincerely revealed this sentence.

"Then why do you say he's going to lose? According to your words, it is impossible for his will to collapse. Chen Mengtong asked.

"There is another way to kill him, and that is to surpass the Celestial Scar with power and forcibly blow it up!" Calais said this, and the blood-colored sword in the air also collapsed, and the golden spear of judgment pierced through the heavens and the earth, and fell directly beside the big bluestone tablet.

On top of the spear, he was wearing Zhao Feixiong's blood-colored skeleton-like body.

"Bang."

The spear of the Judgment was shattered by Zhao Feixiong, and his body fell with it, but his footsteps on the ground began to falter.

"Accept the final purification, it is your pleasure!" The voice of the Lord God of the Covenant did not contain emotion, and the spear of judgment condensed again and fell towards Zhao Feixiong.

"Hehehe" Zhao Feixiong let out a final miserable laugh, the blood-colored long sword crossed the air, and once again cut off the trial spear, but his whole person also leaned on the big bluestone stele, and the blood stains were crossed, leaving bright red blood marks on it.

Then, Zhao Feixiong's left body began to disintegrate, like a shattered particle, and began to become nothing, floating in the air.

"He's at his limit." When Calais saw this, his feet moved.

He wanted to give Zhao Feixiong a blow with his own hands, regardless of whether the Lord God of the Covenant agreed or not.

"Fuck off! Brat! Seeing Calais's actions, a spear of judgment fell on Calais without hesitation, causing the people around him to exclaim.

"Poof!"

The spear plunged into the earth, and Calais easily dodged it, and his footsteps never stopped, all the way forward.

"What's the matter with this kid?" His pupils shrank suddenly, and the face of the Lord God of the Covenant showed a look of displeasure.

Even Shen Wenshu showed dissatisfaction.

"Boy, I advise you to come back!" But it was still the Lord God of the Covenant who did it, and the spear of judgment fell again, this time with six shots, to completely block Calais's advance.

But with the blessing of the power of the six colors, Calais's body directly shattered into the void, and he moved sideways at an extremely fast speed all the way, dodging all six spears!

"What the hell is this guy!" The fire of anger began to burn in his heart, and the Lord God of the Covenant did not understand Calais's intentions, but he did not prevent him from acting against him.

Now, Calais has come to Zhao Feixiong.

"You two will die together!" Two misses, two warnings, and now the covenant Lord God no longer has any worries, and thirty-six spears of judgment emerge and rain down!

"Boom!"

But this time, it was not Calais who shot, but Zhao Feixiong!

The blood-colored sword was in the air, this was Zhao Feixiong's sword that slashed the spear of judgment, and it was also his last sword.

"Hehe, it's better to die at your hands than at the hands of that idiot." The corners of Zhao Feixiong's mouth actually showed a smile, his left hand could no longer hold the sword, his whole body softened weakly, and he slipped to the ground against the stone tablet behind him.

Half of his body had disintegrated, but it stopped at this time, but Zhao Feixiong had completely lost his strength and stopped resisting.

He didn't fight to the last minute after all.

"Why? You have to follow Chen Zu like this. Calais didn't make a move, but asked Zhao Feixiong questions.

He had a lot to say, but that's all he could say.

Chen Zu deceived everyone, this is what Qi Shan told them, if Zhao Feixiong knew, he would definitely not stop there.

He wanted to know from Zhao Feixiong whether what Qi Shan said was true or not.

"Do you need a reason to follow the strong, he is the closest existence to an immortal in the universe"

The words were intermittent, but Zhao Feixiong had finished speaking.

Follow the strong, you don't need a reason!

"Immortals?" But Calais didn't understand a little anymore, and Zhao Feixiong said something more.

"That man is about to succeed, and I never have a chance to see that day," Zhao Feixiong smiled as he tried his best, full of sadness.

"Maybe you have a chance to see it"

As if he couldn't say it anymore, Zhao Feixiong had exhausted his strength, and his head finally hammered down weakly, living and dying at this moment.

A generation of strong people finally came to an end.

And next to his right hand, where he put down his sword, a crooked word was written in blood.

Immortal.

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