"If you want to fight, I will fight!"

Hong Yu was full of high-spirited battle intent, exuding terrifying brilliance, forming a supreme god of war, behind him. A look at the book ― read the book.一1 look at K°CA◆N◆S_H book U〈.―c〈c

The bladeless blade was surrounded by black light.

Although the blade has never been sharpened, it still has a terrifying and extremely sharp feeling.

This is the sharp mind of the knife.

Rashomon is surrounded by golden brilliance, and the reliefs on it seem to come from the harvest of the gods, which are miraculous and lifelike.

It's like a god on top of Rashomon.

It's terrible to the extreme.

Just by facing these reliefs, ordinary strong people will have a kind of spiritual tremor and the urge to bow and worship.

Looking at the terrifying Hong Yu who was full of fighting intent, the Son of the Stars squinted his eyes, and between the turns of his dark eyes, it seemed that there were two whirlpools that could devour everything, revealing a terrifying cold glow in his eyes.

These are the sharp eyes that can devour human hearts and gods.

The Holy Son of the Stars saw that his Burning World Star Wheel was blocked by Hong Yu, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Hong Yu's bladeless battle knife to be so terrifying.

Unconsciously, the Holy Son of the Stars looked at the bladeless war knife in Hong Yu's hand, and there was also a faint touch of greed and fiery, and he secretly said in his heart: How can this Hong Yu have such a treasure, I am afraid that it was given to him by the White Emperor Supreme.

Thinking that the White Emperor Supreme had actually rewarded Hong Yu with such a powerful treasure.

The Holy Son of the Stars couldn't help but feel a wave of anger and jealousy in his heart, and said with pity: "It seems that the White Emperor Supreme is really old and confused, and he actually handed over such a precious treasure to you. ※ 〓 to see △ 〓 book ―◆_.Book 1_k 〈A book n□s_h 〈Hmph,Such a treasure is the treasure of my black and white shrine.,Naturally, only the best geniuses can have it.。 ”

"Uh......"

Hong Yu was stunned.

He looked down at the bladeless combat knife in his hand, and then he understood, and the corners of his lips turned up: "According to you, my bladeless combat knife should belong to you?"

"It's nature!"

The Holy Son of the Stars nodded proudly and said, "But everything doesn't matter, as long as I kill you." It's still mine!"

"If you want to kill me, it's up to you to see if you have the ability!"

Hong Yu burst out laughing.

The two stopped talking and killed each other again.

Their degrees were all very fast, especially the cultivation of the Holy Son of the Stars had reached the level of the four-star High Supreme, and their every move carried the unparalleled power of Dao and Fa.

Step out.

It seems to be slow and short, but in fact, it has a terrifying power that crosses space and shuttles through the void.

A "whoosh" hit Hong Yu's side.

The right hand of the Son of the Stars was clenched into an iron fist. The fist shone with a terrible gray brilliance, and each light was the power of a law. Shining like a chain of stars.

This is the supreme power of the fist.

It is enough to move mountains and seas and subvert the earth and mountains.

Hong Yu's eyes froze, and the terrifying fist wind had completely dispersed the air around him, forming a vacuum.

The cold wind hunted, and the Suolong Bridge trembled.

"Peak Divine Fist, Hong Yu, let's see how you resist!" the Star Saint Son roared proudly. One read, one read, one read.

The sound shook the air, and the fist was monstrous.

Hong Yu snorted coldly, and with a flip of his palm, he put the bladeless battle knife into the small world. The right hand condenses the debut Dao strange mudra, and every change in the handprint will have a thunderous roar.

Scenes of mountains and rivers appeared in front of him.

"Eight Desolations Destroyed!"

There are three major moves in the Eight Desolation Seals, each of which contains the desolate and destructive power of the Eight Desolations.

A seal and a punch collided between heaven and earth at the same time.

The endless power of destruction formed a terrible storm that swept through, and everywhere it passed, the power of destruction raged everywhere. These forces dispersed into the Tongtian River, disturbing the turbulent waters of the Tongtian River.

There were waves of grandeur.

The "dripping" rain poured down.

This is the water of the galaxy of the Tongtian River, and the raindrops fall, so that countless strong people have to support all their strength to resist the invasion of the torrential rain formed by the convergence of the water of the Tongtian River.

Rao is so.

Under this heavy rain, many strong people were also seriously injured. Even under the invasion of the Tongtian River, the body festered, and even the soul turned into powder, completely disappeared from this world.

It's a disaster.

Witness the price that needs to be paid for the battle between the two young supremes.

"These two must not be allowed to stay, if they continue to grow, they will definitely become a great problem for my Eternal Buddha Kingdom in the future. These two people must die!" Mingyue Arhat, who had been watching the battle, was cold.

A chill twinked in his eyes.

But he didn't do it right away. Whether it is Hong Yu or the Holy Son of Xingchen, they are enough opponents to make Mingyue Arhat a big trouble.

Meanwhile......

The battle between Hong Yu and the Holy Son of Xingchen has reached a white-hot level, and the battle between the two is either you die or I die, and neither will leave any affection for the other party.

"Boom!"

The Holy Son of the Stars slammed Hong's left shoulder with a punch, causing the golden scale armor on Hong Yu's left shoulder to shatter away, and blood flowed everywhere.

Hong Yu endured the severe pain.

With a wave of his arm, he urged Rashomon to burst out.

The heavy Rashomon Gate was incomparably majestic, bursting out with brilliant golden brilliance, turning into a height of ten thousand feet, and smashing towards the Holy Son of the Stars, and the golden brilliance covered the sky for half a day.

"Damn it!"

The Son of the Stars roared angrily.

Both hands slapped out together, and the two Burning World Star Wheels burst out at the same time, smashing on the Rashomon.

"Dare to blaspheme the deity, suffer death!"

A terrifying roar suddenly came from the Rashomon Gate, and a relief on it suddenly opened its eyes.

This is an evil god with a blue face and fangs.

At the same time as the evil god's eyes opened, two terrifying rays of light burst out, capable of piercing through everything, causing the void to burst, staring at the Holy Son of the Stars.

The Holy Son of the Stars was staring at the pair of eyes of the evil god relief.

His heart trembled, almost exploding: "How can there be such a terrible treasure, what is this?"

"This is Rashomon, the artifact that took your life!" Hong Yu said indifferently.

"Kill, kill me, I'm the first holy son of the Black and White Divine Palace, I'm the apprentice of Xingyun Demon Venerable, Hong Yu, you dare to kill me?" The Holy Son of the Stars roared angrily, and under the gaze of the evil god, he couldn't move at all.

Hong Yu sneered: "Are you only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill you?"

"No, you can't kill me......"

The Son of the Stars yelled hysterically.

It's like madness.

There is no arrogance at all.

Death.

It can make any arrogant person let go of all dignity.

Hong Yu sneered, urging Rashomon, and suppressed it with a "boom", suppressing the Holy Son of Xingchen under Rashomon. The terrible Rashomon is capable of destroying everything.

A burst of golden light swallowed up, completely engulfing the Son of the Stars.

Even the soul and body were turned into speckled brilliance.

In the end, it became a relief brand on the Rashomon Gate.

Heaven and earth mourn, this is the blood rain that fell from the heavens to a supreme fall, Hong Yu was bathed in blood rain, but his face was expressionless, no joy or sorrow, and he stepped forward resolutely, moving towards the end of the Suolong Bridge.

999o meters.

9993 meters.

9995 m......

When he reached the position of 9,999 meters, he felt death, felt the breath of God, and countless voices told him in his ears that if he went any further, he would die.

But Hong Yu was unmoved.

The footsteps are as resolute as ever, stepping out step by step, taking this step that no one has ever set foot on for thousands of years......