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The quiet and peaceful mist suddenly rolled and stirred.

It was like a majestic and violently disappointing void divine current, roaring in all directions, commanding the sky.

"The strongest party is here!

Sound after sound, ripples, conveying the chaotic field!

The sound that contains the power of creation, even if it hides the derivative charm, still has a sharp penetrating and majestic roar!

Buzz!

Everywhere the sound went, the mist glowing with golden light, silver white light, pitch black light, etc., faded slightly!

It is about 40,000 meters away from Fangcheng.

"Fang Cheng, interesting" A white-haired woman, lifting her long white hair, her white pupils showed a sneering and cold smile.

"The strongest?"

Mingming, Mingming!

The white-haired woman stepped lightly, her body was like an elegant willow leaf dancing the heavens and the earth, and she shot forward at a gallop!

The sound of a soft chirp reverberates!

The behemoth sword is coming!

The giant sword is in the shape of a cross, and the milky white flame is swirling, and the holy flame is burning!

The purest and most refined flame, incinerates and distorts space, refining all matter!

The giant sword, which was hundreds of meters high, filled with the aura of a top-grade supernatural weapon, wrapped in flames, and slashed from the mist.

"Since you dare to seek defeat, why not give you a defeat!" The woman in white walked in a misty pace, but it was a speed beyond the limit of theory.

Toll!

The pinnacle of supernatural weapons, the giant sword of the holy flame, slashed in the air!

Fang Cheng's eyelids lifted, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "Hey!"

Boom.

Fang Chengyi raised his finger.

Suddenly condensed and flowed with brilliance, and a wonderful finger gently pressed on the woman in white.

The woman in white's face suddenly turned pale, and her anger surged, and then in the frozen time and space, her face changed drastically, and she was extremely stunned.

Kiss!

A soft bang!

The pure white brilliance and the milky white flame of the giant sword collided with everything, emitting the aftermath of the shredded matter of light and heat.

An extremely large aurora rose between the collisions.

"No!"

The woman in white didn't say a word, only the faint roar that could oscillate in the lower domain.

Then the body trembled violently, and the spatial divine light suddenly flowed to cover the body, throwing it out of the chaotic field.

The fourth eliminator, defeated!

"Haha, come again!" Fang Cheng smiled awe-inspiringly.

Raise your head and howl and ask who is the best match in the sky!

Cheerful, the town is the strongest!

It's been a long, long time, Fang Cheng has never felt the passionate, impassioned fierce battle intent, and today-

"But I want to lose!"

The sound resounded up and down the sky! Domineering swept in all directions!

The next moment-

"Haha! What a courage! Fang Cheng Realm Lord! Today, whether you can block this knife or not, I, Ya Mingwei, admire your heroic courage!"

A rough and deep voice came from afar.

The thunder belongs to the supreme realm lord, Ya Mingwei, and the monstrous thunder sea is flowing all over his body, and countless black and purple thunders are surging, like hundreds of millions of pythons dancing wildly.

Behind him, there was a sea of thunder, condensed!

His eyes, with a touch of praise, were glad, staring!

Fang Cheng turned his head to look at it, and he was happy: "You, with a knife?"

Ya Mingwei bowed his head and smiled: "Fang Cheng, this lightning strike is enough to kill the two-step immortal limit! It is also my strongest secret method! If you can take it-"

"I'll turn around and leave!"

Knock knock!

Ya Weiming's smile suddenly converged, his right hand trembled, and the endless sea of thunder roared and rolled!

The surging purple and black thunder converged to form a constantly changing and strange thunder light!

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Dao Mang?"

The light on Yamingwei's right hand was clearly visible, and its inward churning thunder was very different from the shape of the sword.

"Haha!"

"In everyone's heart, there is a knife!"

Yamingwei's eyes flashed with essence, and he laughed shockingly, stepping forward, carrying the thunder sword, with immeasurable power, and suddenly slashed!

"Lightning strikes life, up to the sky, down to the abyss, and cuts off the injustices of the starry sky!"

Thunder shadows, crazy and bright, falling to the sky!

A touch of the magnificent sword, violently churning! rippling the heart!

"Good!"

"Well said!"

Fang Cheng shouted violently, his eyes rose with pride and ambition, an opponent worthy of respect!

Sonor!

Boom!

For the first time since Fang Chengyan created the power of creation, he drew his sword!

A fierce and vast pure white sword, containing a mysterious brilliance, suddenly turned into a sword that spanned up and down!

"This knife is called the Celestial Death Knife!"

Fang Cheng said lightly, and then his body jumped up and slashed with a knife!

"This knife is called Lightning Strike!" Ya Weiming also shouted softly, raising the light in front of him, and reciting the knife in his heart.

Void World.

The thunder light, which surpassed the previous and was hundreds of times vast, faintly rose from the illusory shadow of the sword, and then turned into a complete light!

Overwhelming!

Domineering!

The black-purple light that condensed into silk threads and tumbled and cracked was extremely intense, like a pitch-black and purple lightning, distorting the void!

With a slash, the thunder and lightning abyss is coming!

Thunder is supreme, Ya Weiming, like an incredible existence, standing in the surging thunder sea, dividing all things and cutting through space!

Boom!

The pure white sword came in an instant, slashing at the lightning strike!

In an instant, the pure white light flowed and collapsed, pure condensation, like pure white waves, everywhere it went, it destroyed all things!

The sword slashed, and the void twisted!

The sword is out, and the vertical and horizontal eyes are over!

Bang!

A dazzling light, I don't know its color, I don't know its luminosity, just like the dawn of heaven and earth, appearing and generating at the place of collision!

Click!

The thunderous thunderbolt struck the sword, and it broke and shattered!

Boom!

The endless surging purple and black thunder disappeared in an instant!

"Ugh. ”

Ya Mingwei's expression froze, and then he arched his hand and smiled: "Good knife! Today, I should admit defeat!"

Fang Cheng stood in the void, smiling.

Such an opponent is admirable.

There is a knife in the heart, and everything is a knife.

Due to the aftermath of the fierce battle, Miao Miao's fog was torn, and her vision gradually widened.

"Fang Cheng!"

Ya Mingwei turned into a thunderbolt and withdrew from the melee domain on his own, roaring proudly: "I lost today!

"Good!"

Fang Cheng smiled slightly.

At this time-

"Hahaha!"

"The melee on the fire list is not a place for you to cherish each other and display your ambitions! Yamingway, idiots are like this, you might as well die!"

Forty-four thousand meters away, a huge, majestic shadow body suddenly rose.

Cover all the mist!

The world of darkness has descended!

With the shadow of this road standing on the top of the sky, standing between heaven and earth, blocking all light, the area with a radius of tens of thousands of meters is dark!

"Huh, Cenclos?" Ahmingway looked back, the corners of his eyes narrowing.

His sword is not to be blasphemed!

That's his life's work!

The shadow body, the Light Supreme Realm Lord, and Cen Luo sneered, and the strange sound seemed to be a frenzy, oscillating the sky!

"Huh!"

"Yamingway, your knife is wrong! It's ridiculous to do such a stupid and funny thing at such a critical moment in your cultivation!"

The sound that seemed to roar, that seemed to be a soft murmur, that seemed to be a mechanical message, was mighty and resounded all around!

Yamingwei's eyes narrowed, but his body was already outside the chaotic field, and he could only look at the behemoth shadow and Cen Loth through the spatial barrier.

"Cencloth!

At this time-

An earth-shattering, engulfing awe-inspiring roar spread in all directions: "Is Yamingwei right or wrong? At least, he can take my sword!"

Fang Cheng's face was fierce and cold, his eyes bloomed with pure white brilliance, turned to the shadows, and smiled awe-inspiringly:

"You take the knife first!"

"Let's talk about right and wrong again!"