Zhou Chen was slightly silent, he glanced at Song Mingdao deeply, and in his calm heart, there was a trace of indescribable, unclear waves, on the surface, he asked in a flat tone,

"Are you sure? I advise you, even if you can be regarded as half innate now, you can release your spirit, and use this to attract the power of heaven and earth, you can be regarded as extraordinary, but don't use your past experience to look at the deity, if the deity goes all out, I'm afraid, you will never be spared! ”

His tone was not shocked, but it gave people an extremely firm sense of convincing, as if he said that Song Mingdao couldn't resist his attack, then he would definitely not be able to resist it!

Song Mingdao heard this, but he did not waver, he straightened up, his tone was firm, and said,

"The ancients had clouds, and when they heard the Tao, it was okay to die at night, seniors, needless to say, I came out with a sword!

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly drew his sword, and the Nanhua Divine Sword withdrew from the scabbard, but it was silent, the cold light was restrained, and only three feet of Qingfeng remained!

Song Mingdao's eyes were cold and extremely focused, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and in his eyes, there was only this sword that stabbed out, which seemed to be easy to dodge, but could not be dodged at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This sword is a sword that Song Mingdao's own spirit and spirit are united, and it is also a sword that he asked, he almost threw all his will into this sword, so, it can be seen with the naked eye, his body is rapidly decaying, his white hair is suddenly all over, and his skin becomes wrinkled, as if time, on him, suddenly flashed for decades!

It can be said that after stabbing this sword, there is no need for Zhou Chen to make a move, Song Mingdao will be physically destroyed and die! It can be seen that he didn't plan to go back alive at all, and just made a move, which was a trick to end up together!

And after paying such a heavy price, the power of this sword is naturally extraordinary, and before the blade of the sword has reached his body, Zhou Chen has already felt a sharp edge coming towards him, this sharpness, full of dead silence, resoluteness, and the aura of killing, almost terrifying!

Zhou Chen was slightly amazed in his heart, he didn't look at the sword blade that stabbed straight at all, he just looked at Song Mingdao's gradually extinguished body, and a trace of respect appeared in his eyes!

You know, although it is said that you can innate your will into your own moves, so as to obtain the power of heaven and earth and amplification skills, lock the enemy and other abilities, but this will also consume a lot of the mind of the innate strong, so to speak, this is generally used as a killing blow!

However, even if it is a killing blow, it is absolutely impossible to inject all of his essence and spirit, not that others can't do it, but in this way, whether the enemy can die or not, but the person who comes out of the sword will indeed die, so, although it is extremely powerful, but, unless it comes to life and death, it is rarely used initately!

However, if Song Mingdao's sword was just an ordinary blow of spirit and spirit, then it was not worth Zhou Chen's amazement!

In fact, the sword of Song Mingdao not only accommodates its own spirit and spirit, but also introduces the martial arts he practices into it, which is more high-end than the ordinary innate life sword, which can almost be called a Dao sword!

And this is exactly what can only be touched in the mortal realm, that is to say, Song Mingdao simply crossed two major ranks and used this sword.

This kind of talent, placed in the heyday of Yanhuang, is also a handsome and a candidate for Tianjiao, belonging to every era, and it is a handful of brilliant ones!

And he is just a low-level world, a crippled congenital who was born out!

How could this not make Zhou Chen feel sorry?

"Sure enough, in every world, will there be a few talented demons? In the shallow water, although you can't raise a real dragon, there are still golden carp! ”

Zhou Chen silently flashed such a thought in his heart, he looked at the sword blade that was about to reach him, and suddenly made a move!

His right hand was held in the air, as if there was an invisible long sword in his hand, his eyes were shining, and the true yuan simulated by his own origin power began to run at high speed, and a compelling power spread out in all directions.

With a movement of his right hand, he slashed forward, and in mid-air, a silent attack came first, and suddenly hit Song Mingdao, who was slowly dying.

Song Mingdao's body shook slightly, and a trace of disbelief suddenly appeared in his eyes, as well as deep obsession and joy, and then, his eyes became gray, and the breath of life disappeared from him!

He's dead!

And Zhou Chen, after sending out that attack, in the face of Song Mingdao's fierce blow, he stretched out his left hand unhurriedly, effortlessly passed through the strangulation cyclone formed by the spiritual power converging on the sword blade, and used his middle finger and index finger to clamp Song Mingdao's sword edge.

Although all this is a long time, it happened between lightning and flint, Song Mingdao was killed by Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen clamped Song Mingdao's sword blade, these two things happened almost at the same time, so, under Zhou Chen's slight unloading, Song Mingdao, who was already dead, held the long sword, maintained the posture of charging forward, and froze in front of Zhou Chen!

Looking at the joy in Song Mingdao's eyes, Zhou Chen couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he suppressed it and slowly surged up the irritability, and said softly,

"Shikina Soul Slashing!"

Then, a golden flame surged up from under Song Mingdao's feet, and in just a few seconds, his body was burned to ashes.

However, the sword in Song Mingdao's hand was not damaged at all, he burned the remaining ashes, scattered in all directions, and returned to heaven and earth, leaving only a rusty long sword, inserted in this land!

If it weren't for the messy scenery around it, it wouldn't have been obvious at all, and there was once a battle here that was enough to go down in the annals of Great Qi.

And with the death of Song Mingdao, the huge world will coiled over his head gradually dissipated.

Zhou Chen naturally felt this, his mind had regained his calm at this time, and when he saw the contraction of the world's origin will, he asked,

"Zero, how's it going? The original will of this world still refuses to give up? ”

Maybe even he didn't realize that there was a trace of impatience in his voice!

Zero said indifferently, "Almost, although it hasn't begun to sleep yet, but, there are already signs of this, you can work harder, I detected that there is a small town nearby, gathering a lot of martial artists of the seventh and eighth layers of the day after tomorrow, and it can be regarded as the essence of this world, plus them, it should be enough!" ”

"Trouble!" Zhou Chen sneered, his face was slightly hideous,

"Is there still a fluke?"

As soon as his mind moved, the True Yuan meridians in his body twisted, forming a hexahedron semi-diamond-shaped pool, and the pool was slowly filled with fiery red liquid, the liquid was irritable and unwilling, constantly tumbling, but it couldn't break through the range of the small pool at all!