"It's useless to say more, today, I will take your life to sacrifice the lives of thousands of people in Fusang."

I saw that the body of Hate Jiutian exuded a surging evil aura, and then it was contaminated by the demonic energy, and the figure became illusory, as if the doppelganger projection of the demon god, anyone who saw it would subconsciously think that Hate Jiutian was the demon who destroyed the world.

"We are all beings beyond mortals, and the outcome of the struggle cannot be ended overnight, and our struggle will inevitably affect these mortals."

Xia Wenming tried to understand the reason, if he could, he really didn't want to fight with such a person who had no grievances and no enmity with him at this critical moment of fighting against the Emperor of Sin, even if he won, he would be greatly damaged and not conducive to the overall situation.

Hate Jiutian hehe sneered: "Former and then respectful, hypocritical god!" Once the strength is stronger than you, it will be a tone of tranquility, and once the strength is not as good as you, it will be regarded as an ant. ”

"......" Xia Wenming really wanted to pump herself, so she made your mouth cheap, and as a result, this girl was distorted like this by hatred.

In desperation, he replied, "I am not afraid of you, but if you wish, we can agree on a time, and when I am done with the matter, we will settle the grievances with you in a fair battle." ”

"Do you think it's possible? If I let you run away now, will I still find you in the future? The disdain and disgust in the words of the Nine Heavens of Hate quickly turned into substance.

As he spoke, the Nine Heavens gathered his strength, the more he destroyed, the stronger he became, the surging sword strength and demonic energy were like a tsunami, and like a hurricane, enveloping the space within a radius of thousands of feet, the ground rolled like the sea in a storm, and countless gravels slowly floated in the air, and were squeezed and twisted into pieces in this space filled with sword strength and divine power.

In the midst of the howling of the wind, the clothes of the hated nine heavens were motionless, as still as a stone carving, and her eyes revealed a firm will: "Today, I will behead you, an unkind and unrighteous god!" ”

"Hate the Nine Heavens, Soul Lost Lotus Flower!"

She wielded the knife with one hand, and countless ink-colored knife shadows unfolded behind her like a peacock opening the screen, watching it as if the black sun was rising into the sky, and the magic light covered the sky.

This sword shadow turned into countless black lotus flowers in a whirlwind, blooming proudly, and one after another sword qi shuttled out of it, pouring down.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of gold and iron resonated with dazzling sparks, resounding into an endless patch, Xia Wenming only felt as if he had fallen into an impermeable steel thorn forest, and it was as if he had fallen into a torrent of fury composed entirely of tens of thousands of sword qi, and every time he moved, he would encounter at least hundreds of sword qi blocking it diagonally, and the derived latent vortex was even more complex and completely unpredictable.

Since you can't think of a peaceful solution, let's subdue her first!

Xia Wen's rare domineering aura was rare, the Jiuyang True Yuan in his body was galloping, and the red gold figure behind him raised his hand and raised the divine sword, and the endless Jiuyang sword qi surged, wrapping around his body, making his sword intent continue to rise,

Dashang Sword, Shaoshang Sword, Da Chong Sword, Shao Chong Sword, Daze Sword, Shaoze Sword, Dayang Sword, Shaoyang Sword, and Jiuyang Sword, the nine-style sword moves are grouped into the final move; The more the Red Flow Divine Fire is ninefold.

Countless Jiuyang sword qi gathered together, one by one, changing, rushing, and exchanging mystical divine texts, condensing into a fiery golden ball that was not large in size, but spewing with infinite light and heat, and even the space was baked and distorted layer by layer, as if it was about to melt.

Then a sword slashed out, like a star falling into the world, and the sword light turned into a burning ocean, surging down.

The black lotus flower transformed by the sword shadow, as soon as it came into contact with Xia Wenming's Jiuyang Divine Sword, it was divided and decomposed by the endless blazing sword qi, dissolved layer by layer, dispersed from the set, turned strong and weak, and dissolved into invisible.

"Heh, it's just a façade......" Xia Wenming looked at the Lianhua Sword Jin who was burned into nothingness by his Jiuyang Sword Qi, and his tone was a little mocking.

Before Xia Wenming finished speaking, countless lotus sword forces suddenly appeared, and before Xia Wenming could react, he was surrounded by sword strength, as if he was isolated in a huge lotus world, isolated from the outside world.

"......" Xia Wenming's face burned a little red, as if he heard the sound of his face being beaten.

"Ahem, this trick is really wonderful!" Xia Wenming coughed, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You know, you're like a clown now, trying to make a joke." Hate Jiutian looked at Xia Wenming, who was trapped in the sword lotus, and his words were full of disdain.

As he spoke, the lotus-shaped sword qi on the periphery began to shrink inward, like the closing of the petals of a flower, and when it closed, it would be able to stir Xia Wen's life into pieces. The surrounding space is like a black hole, shrinking inward, devouring everything tangible and intangible.

"Don't take an inch! Sword of the Abyss! In the face of the menacing sword, Xia Wenming immediately waved the Tiancong Cloud Knife, forcibly operated the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and burst out with twelve percent of his strength, cutting out the sword that represented the death of the stars.

Under the impact of the surging and boiling sea of light and flames, the sword qi lotus blossom was no longer able to maintain, and was wiped out by the silent divine sword.

After slashing the sword qi lotus flower, the stellar extinguishing sword still did not dissipate, and continued to slash down on the body of the hated nine heavens.

When the divine knife came to her, her body was immediately cut in half, her flesh and bones flew sideways, and blood splattered, looking like a blooming blood-colored lotus flower from a distance.

The aftermath of this knife also cut a crack on the ground with a depth of more than 100 meters and a length of about 10,000 zhang, the red-hot lava was still flowing on the surface of the crack, and the sand and gravel were all turned into crystalline glass by the high temperature, and the choking smell of protein burnt was everywhere.

The stones in the sky that were swept up by the evil wind were even more burned red and blazing by the aftermath of the Heavenly Abyss Sword, and they exploded overwhelmingly, and for a while, the heavens and the earth were like a brilliant meteor shower.

"Beauty, why is it an enemy?" Xia Wen sighed with a knife, and the sky was from the cloud and the knife had a spirit, and let out a clanging sound, as if he was praising himself for getting rid of a strong enemy for his master.

Suddenly, the frenzied and domineering demonic qi surged behind Xia Wenming, and the voice of hatred for Jiutian came again: "Stupid and arrogant god! ”

Xia Wenming hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw that the hated Jiutian who had been cut into two pieces had recovered as before, and he was dressed in white and even more snowy, and his momentum was wanton and wild.

"The only one who can hate God is the devil! And the devil is a symbol of perseverance! The demonic qi on Hate Jiutian's body gushed out wildly, and it was thick and about to turn into ink, but it shrank back in the next second. A pair of small amethyst-like horns grew from the forehead of the hated nine heavens, and wonderful magic patterns were all over the forehead and the corners of the eyes of the hated nine heavens.

"Nima, there will be a resurrection!" Xia Wenming couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but he was not afraid, holding his sword and holding his sword, and rushed towards the Nine Heavens of Hatred: "Since, I can cut you once, then I can cut you a second time, even a third time, a fourth time, until you die!" ”

ps: This book will be on the shelves on December 1st, and it will be updated twice a day after it is put on the shelves, and it will break out on Sunday.