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The sword roar was different from the previous sharp and sharp, booming, dull as thunder, and even the sky was trembling.

The white-lit ground in front of him was constantly shaking, and Xia Houjie's shadow was also stretched in the constant trembling.

Xia Houjie subconsciously twisted his head and looked at the sky behind him, his body froze.

A bit of dazzling light magnified sharply in his eyes, and the light was so intense that his eyes narrowed subconsciously, and his brain went blank.

What is it...... Swordplay?

The light fell so fast that he couldn't react, and could only watch as the sword rushed in front of him at an astonishing speed.

He couldn't even see the shape of the sword clearly, and there was only a bright light in his field of vision, a white light.

Xia Houjie's last picture of this world is a vast white expanse, boundless light, like an ocean of light, unable to break free.

Lost in the vast white light, until the world is completely dark and empty.

Seeing his younger brother being hit by the sword and disappearing in the sword, Xiahou Jun burst into tears. The two are twin brothers, who have never been separated from each other. The sharp pain at this moment is like the body and mind being separated.

In order to escape, the two deliberately distanced themselves, which directly led to the lack of rescue.

He didn't even think about how to rescue himself.

At the top of the hill in the distance, fireworks rose into the air again.

Xiahou Jun felt something, he suddenly stopped his figure, turned to look up at the sky.

A little silver appeared in the sky above him out of thin air, like an inconspicuous star. But in the blink of an eye, the silver light was sharply enlarged, and the light skyrocketed.

From bleak to glaring, in an instant.

The white flickering light stimulated his eyes to dazzle, like a sea of silver light.

He grinned, his face full of madness, and roared hysterically: "Come on!"

The surrounding Yuan Force converged towards him like a tide. His body was like a balloon, inflating frantically and desperately.

The eyes reflected in the blinding silver light were a sea of fire turned into flames of mad rage.

At this time in the past, there must have been another Yuan Force echoing him not far away, but at this time, he was alone. The space around him turned red.

The strange pale red flames were like blood-red tongues of demon beasts, poking out of the void and licking his body.

Xiahou Jun stood in mid-air, squatting slightly with his legs spread, as if there was invisible ground under his feet. The right hand was clenched into a fist, and the body was slightly bent to one side, and the whole person was like a bow that had been pulled out.

The strange red fire streaks appeared on his cheeks, making the grinning face even more terrifying and demonic.

Flames swirled around his fist.

Punch into the sky!

The red fist was like a pillar of fire rising into the sky, surging and roaring, trying to burn through the sky.

[Yin Fire Ground Fist]!

This is his way of mastery, the Yin Fire from the Void. And his younger brother Xia Houjie, his comprehension is the opposite of him, it is [Yang Huo Tianquan]!

Pity......

The demonic red fist and the sharp silver sword collided together without any fancy.

Rumble!

The blazing light suddenly bloomed, and the entire Black Fish Mouth Mountain Range was illuminated as bright as day.

On the iron basket sword tower, everyone's bodies shook in unison, and everyone was steaming in mist and sweating profusely. Heavy wheezing sounds, one after another, sweaty mist enveloped the entire Iron Basket Sword Tower.

Ai Hui was not only steaming in the mist, he snorted, and the salty smell of blood in his mouth.

His body was more fragile than ordinary Yuan Xiu, and the impact was greater than that of the other team members, and he was immediately injured this time.

"Three breaths ready, come again. ”

Ai Hui's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone did not change at all, and the look in his eyes did not fluctuate at all, as if the blow just now had no effect.

Everyone felt Ai Hui's determination, and immediately spontaneously adjusted their breathing and the churning Yuan Force in their bodies.

Three breaths were gone in the blink of an eye.

The Iron Basket Sword Tower, which had just been breathing heavily, was calm again, just like the calm of the moment before the storm. Everyone is ready to go, like a bow waiting to be opened.

The short, agitated sword roar sounded again.

Two hundred and fifty-two swirling sword rays accompanied by two hundred and fifty-two backhand sword swings and turns, like dressing a thick, dark steel beast with a layer of bright and fine silver chain mail.

Fireworks take off.

Xiahou Jun was covered in blood, and he grinned as he looked at the top of the mountain after a moment of silence, and the sword like a fireflame rose again.

He knew he wouldn't be spared today.

He simply stood still, motionless.

The law of the jungle eats the strong, and he has reached the end of his life. Think about your life, do all the bad things, kill people like hemp, and live happily, so unhappy!

Died with his younger brother, died under such a peerless murder weapon, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

Thinking about the fact that once this thing was born, the world was shocked, and those panicked faces flashed in front of him.

He laughed loudly, like a night owl crying, wanton arrogance, and the sound was heard through the wilderness.

The dazzling silver light bloomed above his head, brighter and brighter, illuminating his blood-stained and hideous and crazy face, and the shadow cast by his body on the ground trembled violently like a candle in the wind.

The sword fell like a meteor.

The silver light engulfed the reckless figure, leaving no trace.

Only the last infiltrator was left with the last shred of resistance at the moment, and his body trembled like a sieve. He suddenly raised his hands high towards the black fish mouth mountain in the distance, knelt down, and shouted loudly with all his strength in the air incoherently: "Surrender! I surrender!

Dozens of miles away, Heiyuzui Mountain, like an unfathomable monster, is entrenched there. The brightly lit Fishback City is like a monster's mocking eyes.

His heart was filled with fear and he didn't have any courage. Seeing so many masters who were more famous than him fall in front of him one after another, his nerves were close to collapse.

And Xiahou Jun's death was the last straw that crushed the camel.

He was completely devastated.

In the distance, fireworks rose again on the Black Fish Mouth Mountain.

His body froze suddenly, without a trace of blood, his face was full of despair, and he spoke incoherently: "No, no, no, I surrender, I surrender, I surrendered, what do you want......"

The light above his head lit up, illuminating his almost dull face and figure, desperate and helpless.

The light consumes everything and returns to darkness.

At the top of Heiyuzui Mountain, Ai Hui let out a long breath: "The battle is over. ”

The tense nerves relaxed suddenly, and intense dizziness hit. His figure was shaky, and he grabbed the railing of the iron basket beside him to stabilize his figure.

"Are you alright, Boss?"

"Boss, are you okay?"

The team members around him noticed Ai Hui's abnormality and hurriedly came over with a look of concern.

Loulan squeezed in and handed over a turquoise and transparent bamboo tube: "Ai Hui, take the medicine quickly." ”

Inside the bamboo pipe, there is a potion as black as ink. Ai Hui pulled the stopper, drank it all, and the potion entered his throat, which was so hot that it almost burned, and then a chill rushed to his brain.

Ai Hui perked up: "Thank you, Loulan." ”

Loulan said happily: "Loulan should do it." ”

Ai Hui had a hint of a smile in his tone: "Go and clean up the battlefield, the enemy has been annihilated." ”

After a brief silence, there was an earth-shattering cheer.

Many people's yuan strength and physical strength were exhausted, and they sat on the ground with a smirk on their faces. And the team members who still have physical strength are already rushing down the mountain in a swarm.

Ai Hui stood at the top of the Iron Basket Sword Tower, his gaze looking into the distance.

It was actually very suspenseful just now, and the last enemy had almost left his perception area. If it weren't for the fact that this person was heartbroken and chose to surrender in the end, Ai Hui could only watch this person flee.

The goal of annihilating the enemy was not a whim of Ai Hui, but a choice he made when he realized that his perception range was so large.

The benefits of annihilating the enemy are numerous.

He could imagine that after this battle, the outside world would reassess Matsuma Valley's combat effectiveness. What's more, they can't figure out the bottom of Matsuma Valley, and they don't dare to move casually.

And in the end, the Yuan Xiu surrendered, and Ai Hui still decided to kill him without hesitation.

is different from Mr. Dou and Yang Xiaodong at that time, but now Ai Hui has not recovered from his serious injuries and is not a master. He can exert the strength of the Iron Basket Sword Tower, but once he leaves the Iron Basket Sword Tower, he becomes a weak scum who is powerless.

At this time, if you accept a master, if the other party has a slight disagreement, you will fall into a very dangerous situation.

Ai Hui knows very well how fragile he is now.

In the future, they can finally usher in a relatively calm time. And this time is crucial.

This battle also brought great shock and impact to Ai Hui, and he was keenly aware that the battle of the world had once again come to a node.

Although the Iron Basket Sword Tower was designed by himself, even he didn't expect that its power would be so amazing!

He can imagine that if this battle were known to the outside world, it would trigger a whole new combat revolution.

The status of the master will be greatly weakened, and by piling up ordinary Yuan Xiu, the combat power will be substantially improved, just like the sword of the iron basket.

Zhenshen Peak also needs a master to control, and the Iron Basket Sword Tower goes one step further, the cost is cheaper, and it doesn't need a master to control. And Ai Hui firmly believes that there must be other means and methods to achieve all this.

Ai Hui would even think, if the Iron Basket Sword Tower was full of masters, would it be able to compete with the grandmaster?

He didn't know, but he didn't think it wouldn't work. It was hard for him to imagine what it would be like for the sword tower formed by the master to complete the attack.

If it really succeeds, then the common sense of the supreme grandmaster will be completely subverted. The reason why Grandmasters were able to rise high was because their strength had reached another realm, a realm that could not be won by the accumulation of manpower.

Ai Hui had a premonition that a storm was coming.

What will the future battle become? He didn't know, but he knew that the future battle would definitely be turned upside down.

It was this vague premonition that made Ai Hui decide not to let go of any enemy and keep the secret of the Iron Basket Sword Tower.

He's not ready, and neither is the Sword of Thunder.