And I, holding the world-destroying thunder knife, is like a swimming dragon, swimming in the gaps of the real dragon Tianzi Fist, and I am not fighting head-on.

On the surface, I seemed to be suppressed.

"Fang Yu, admit defeat, my strength is endless, it will never stop, the True Dragon Heavenly Fist is not something you can compete with at all, or that sentence, surrender to me, be one of my loyal dogs, and spare your life."

Lin Xueying's body has completely disappeared, and her shadow is almost everywhere on the ground of the entire ring, in mid-air, in all directions, and her fist is like a mountain and a sea.

She has the Da Luo Guiyuan Mirror by her body, and she can continuously draw energy from the other dimension, and her vitality will never be exhausted, so she naturally has no fear.

"You want me to admit defeat, you're not qualified enough!"

My voice was cold, and I was always looking for a flaw when I was struggling under the shroud of the True Dragon Heavenly Fist.

Now at this moment, I finally found a small flaw in the strength of my fist, and faintly locked the position of Lin Xueying's real body.

The most uncomfortable thing about fighting this woman is not being able to find the location of her real body.

The Da Luo Guiyuan Mirror is in her body, providing her with powerful energy At the same time, it also gives her the ability to incarnate tens of millions, and each phantom is as powerful as the real body, making it impossible to tell which shadow is true and which shadow is false.

However, those shadow attacks are genuine, and every punch is inflicted with unparalleled power.

Putting aside the power of the True Dragon Heavenly Son Fist, with her current strength, the ordinary Nine Immortals couldn't resist it at all.

However, in the midst of the battle, I gradually noticed a hint of clues.

Lin Xueying's realm, although it is also nine times out of the ordinary, is not stable. Obviously, cultivation is fueled by the master's forced seedlings, unlike me, who have been tempered and cultivated little by little.

In this way, between the operation of her supernatural powers, there are some subtle vitality that does not run smoothly, which makes me keenly aware of it.

Suddenly, I moved, and the supernatural powers in my body were running rapidly, and the five peerless supernatural powers of the Demon Wings, the Nether Spear, the Horned Demon Armor, the Hell Chain, and the Life-Seeking Demon Scythe were all blessed on the World-Destroying Thunder Knife.

Suddenly, the thunder light on the World-Destroying Thunder Knife disappeared, and was replaced by an endless demonic flame, which swirled around the surface of the knife and burned fiercely.

For a moment, the sky lost its color, and endless demonic flames burned and churned, and finally behind me, a tall figure wearing a blood robe, full of death, and unable to see the shadow of a human face clearly.

It's as if a god of the dead has descended to the world and is about to harvest life.

With a slash, the demonic flames rolled like a python, accompanied by bursts of death knells from hell.

Suddenly, in the fist intent of the entire True Dragon Heavenly Son Fist, a faint aura of death appeared, and with a bang, the sword light cut through the overlapping Heavenly Son Fist.

Lin Xueying's phantoms were broken by me with a single sword, and all of them turned into water vapor and exploded.

"Whether it is a high-powered emperor or a high-ranking immortal, no great existence can escape the fate of death, and will disappear in the long river of history, death, for any living being, is impossible to get rid of......"

Behind me, the shadow of the god of the underworld exuded an extremely strong death intent, and this thought was accompanied by a slash, and all the phantoms in the ring exploded, and in the end, there was only one left.

Finally, Lin Xueying's deity appeared.

"How is this possible?"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Lin Xueying's mouth, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of incredulity.