Ten thousand ways were extinguished, and Chen Beixuan flew out upside down at a faster speed.

The battle between the top powerhouse and the top powerhouse was decided in an instant.

Although Chen Beixuan's sword is already the pinnacle of his swordsmanship, Meng Kuo's sword is also the limit of his swordsmanship.

What is the peak powerhouse?

It's not the realm of martial arts, reaching the pinnacle.

It's this kind of existence that has melted all its attacks, supernatural powers, into instincts.

A casual blow is the strongest move, and seemingly random attacks contain terrifying power to the limit.

They condensed all their means into one point, and truly achieved a certain degree of consummation.

Perhaps, their absolute strength is not as good as that of some gifted top powerhouses.

For example, Chen Beixuan, the power of this pinnacle sword has definitely reached more than 10 billion catties, even surpassing Meng Kuo.

Because of his absolute strength, it is only 9 billion catties now.

But when it comes to the real comparison of strength, Chen Beixuan is always inferior to the other party.

It is precisely because his strength is scattered, and at the moment of fighting, he has already scattered everywhere, and the attack power that really falls into place is not as good as half of his peak strength.

And Meng Kuo, a peak powerhouse, was able to fuse all his strength into one point and burst out when he really attacked the other party.

Naturally, the power that manifests itself is even stronger

Simply piling up supernatural powers and stacking up power attacks, in their opinion, are too low-end, and they are disdainful in their hearts.

Of course, Chen Beixuan's strength is worthy of being a top powerhouse.

Although the body inevitably retreated, it did not suffer much damage.

"A little bug is always a little bug, no matter how strong it is, it's just a little bit stronger. ”

Meng Kuo's tone was light, his voice was still spreading in the void, but his figure was still gone.

At this appearance, he had already come to the void, between the endless sword light.

Xiang Shang cast, the Ten Thousand Swords Mountains and Rivers Diagram composed of seven thousand two hundred sword lights, the void that was triggered by it emitted layers of wrinkles, and he naturally would not let the other party condense this inevitably powerful and terrifying attack.

Xiang Shang's soul power is somewhat lacking after all.

The time to use this sword immortal great magic power is too long.

Two breaths, one breath, or even half a breath of time, in the eyes of this kind of peak powerhouse, are as slow as ants that can be broken at will.

Zizi Zi !!

The huge scythe, flowing wantonly, directly formed an arc-shaped knife light, directly smashing it apart.

Rumble!

The true picture was shattered, and Xiang Shang's flying sword also flew out upside down in an instant, as if it couldn't withstand the fierce sword aura emanating from the scythe.

Xiang Shang's heart was bored, but he still stepped out without hesitation.

Power Wave!

The sword slashed out, seemingly slow, but in fact it was extremely fast.

Facing Xiang Shang's sword, Meng Kuo waved the sickle in his hand.

Burst!

The sword trembled slightly, and flew upside down at a faster speed.

If it weren't for Xiang Shang's strong strength, and the situation of casting the Law Aspect Heaven and Earth reached a very terrifying level, this battle sword would have directly collapsed.

When Xiang Shang's attack was not like this, it was naturally not like this.

At the moment when the battle sword slashed out, a dazzling rush turned into a blood-red grinding disc, directly enveloping Meng Kuo in it.

"Mengjia Divine Fist!"

Meng Kuo sneered, held his other hand tightly, and waved it out directly!

The void trembled slightly, as if it were about to collapse.

The grinding disc that grinded slowly, as if it was about to crush the entire heaven and earth, collapsed directly.

The top-grade mid-grade spirit treasure-level battle knife in Xiang Shang's hand, trembling slightly in this circle, Xiang Shang could clearly feel that a strange and powerful force, along with the power of this divine fist, poured into his body, making his chest feel suffocated and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Xiang Shang's body, although because of the cultivation of the Thunder Dragon True Body, although under the countless accumulations from weak to strong, far surpassed the ordinary Innate Realm powerhouses, although under the increase of the Law Aspect Heaven and Earth, it surpassed the limits that the Innate Realm could reach, and it was even better than many middle-level martial artists in the Dao Realm.

But after all, it was only innate, and it failed to transform into the body of the initiation.

Therefore, he will still spit blood from his mouth, and after being injured, he is not like a strong person in the Dao realm, who can rely on the support of his life force and will not fall.

He, and weakness!

A punch was thrown, Meng Kuo did not pause, and the sickle in his hand was raised!

Rumble!

Endless sword light swept towards Xiang Shang.

This knife is also a blow from the peak powerhouse, and its power is terrifying, even the real people of the Nine Swords can be killed with one sword.

Xuanwu Shield!

Qiankun Ding!

Inferior Lingbao Battle Armor!

Xiang Shang naturally understood that it was terrible to be hit by this knife.

The Xuanwu shield turned into a huge wall, completely protecting him from it.

Qiankun Ding became infinitely larger, directly enveloping him in it and falling down.

In the end, the battle armor on his body turned into a defensive light, preventing him from being hurt in the slightest.

Rumble!

The Xuanwu shield shattered in an instant, turned back into the main body, turned into fragments, and scattered all around.

Immediately afterwards, he was busy and slammed into the Qiankun Ding.

Qiankun Ding trembled slightly, and resisted the sword as much as possible.

In terms of defensive power, Qiankun Ding at this time actually surpassed the Xuanwu Shield.

"Qiankun Ding?"

Meng Kuo's originally indifferent face changed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, it turned into an endless color of greed.

Treasure!

It is the general name of the top magic weapon in the cultivation world.

All of them have played a powerful role in the battlefield of reincarnation.

It is a magic weapon in the hands of real powers.

He never thought that Xiang Shang, a small Innate Realm martial artist, would still have such a good thing in his hands.

In particular, he knew this Qiankun Ding.

Know how powerful and precious it is.

"Haha! Today is my lucky day.

I thought it was just a few small insects disturbing my sleep, but I didn't expect it to be a treasure boy.

To thank you, I decided to make your death a little more painful. ”

Meng Kuo roared excitedly, and the scythe slashed out wildly.

No matter how strong the supreme treasure is, it can support the master for a while at most, and he believes that with the innate qi of the opponent's innate realm martial artist, it will definitely not be able to support it for too long.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Chen Beixuan let out a low roar, turned into a sword with his body, and quickly rushed out.

Body and sword in one!

If you say, one sword in ten miles is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Then the unity of body and sword is Chen Beixuan's obsession with swordsmanship.

The body and the sword are one, he is the sword, and the sword is him. The two are inseparable from each other, and become one!

Rumble!

This sword, like a streamer, directly broke through the barrier of the void, and the speed seemed to break a certain limit.

Space and time?

This is the extreme of speed, above the speed of sound, it can no longer be called the speed of sound.

It's Azov.

Azov in the lowest degree.

One breath, 10,000 meters!