He had a handsome face and a faint smile on his lips. But he didn't look evil, and although even a woman was jealous of such a face, he didn't exude any feminine femininity.

His eyes are brilliant like the stars in the sky, reflecting an amazing look, although the hair color and pupil color are the most ordinary black, but he can still feel a unique charm, the sword eyebrows are horizontal, the complexion is fair, everything is outlined so just right, it is natural.

Xiru frowned, the man's appearance is indeed commendable, or in other words, this person is one of the best people in terms of temperament and appearance that Xiru has lived for more than 2,000 years. But on this occasion, he can undoubtedly only be an enemy!

The only thing unusual about him was his arm, the arm holding the black dragon sword, starting from the position of the palm, the black and red lines spread up like blood vessels, that was the lines on the sword's body, it actually spread to the man's hand!

was supposed to be a gentle and elegant swordsman, but at this moment he exuded an extremely uncomfortable bloody aura, which was also completely different from his appearance and temperament, and this strong sense of contrast made the sense of oppression in everyone's hearts even worse!

But in fact, this person doesn't need to care too much, what he really needs to care about is the black dragon sword in his hand that looks like a living thing!

With this level of bloody aura, even a Saint King-level figure like Xiru gasped! She seemed to be standing in front of an endless sea of blood, and the extremely thick bloody aura seemed to be able to penetrate through every pore of herself, and she saw mountains of corpses, and above her head, a vicious black dragon with red eyes was staring at her!

Whew-

Before I knew it, my breathing was heavy. Being able to bring such a terrible sense of oppression to her can only mean one thing.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a fierce sword that condenses the evil spirit of an unknown number of people. I'm afraid it's already comparable to our holy weapon!"

Although they had already made some preparations in their hearts, because some of them had almost stopped breathing, their hearts still sank when they heard the news, the holy weapon?! This kind of weapon is estimated to be less than the holy weapon in this world!

The casting of the holy weapon relies on the aura between heaven and earth, and condenses the majestic vitality and soul power in heaven and earth. And what the murder weapon absorbs is a certain kind of evil qi, this kind of evil qi is generally formed by the human heart, and people's resentment will give rise to all kinds of evil qi that is different from the soul power, and the source of the power of the murder weapon is this evil qi!

To put it another way, holy weapons are generally successfully cast at one time, and the most suitable time and place are chosen, but when the spiritual power between heaven and earth reaches a peak, all this power is integrated into the prototype of the artifact forged with peerless divine iron, and this most peerless weapon can be forged!

But the murder weapon is different, this is a weapon that needs to be constantly tempered with evil qi, as long as it can generate deep evil qi, it can be his refining ground, constantly absorbing and growing, and finally reaching the upper limit of the power that this material can carry!

A murder weapon comparable to a holy weapon, even if it is Xiru, it is the first time to see it, how many people have fallen under this black dragon sword, and now, it should be an astronomical number.

"The Holy King of the Terrans, the strongest of legends... ”

The man smiled slightly, but he didn't pick up the black dragon sword in his hand, but the black-red aura had already hovered out like a ghost, surrounding the man.

"This isn't your sword, why do you want to help the abuse?!"

Xiru was actually a little sad to see such a scene, the black dragon sword could not be a man's possession, and it was impossible for a person who continued to refine the murder weapon to have such clear eyes, so it could only mean one thing.

"Holy King, you know what it means for a swordsman to be a peerless sword. That's something more important than life. ”

Xiru gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, and sure enough, it was so. This sword should belong to that hidden heaven, he should just be a ranger-like refiner, he didn't resist the temptation of this sword.

But how many people who are obsessed with swords can resist such temptations? This is what they want most of all, and as he says, it is something more important than life. Under such temptation, what is good and evil, and how many people can grasp the value of this?

"A murder weapon comparable to a holy weapon?!"

When he heard the news from Xiru, Zhu Lingfeng's expression also changed suddenly. Before this, of course, they couldn't have known that the other party actually had a Hallow-level weapon!

Although the frost star in Qian Xuan's hand is also a holy weapon, the holy weapon is in the hands of the monks of the Chong Void Realm, and in the hands of the monks of the Extreme Creation Realm, the higher the cultivation, the more able to exert the terrifying power of this weapon, because the holy weapon is the weapon of the emperor!

"You don't have to worry yet, there is no threat on our side yet, but support as soon as possible. With an eighth-order swordsman and a murder weapon, I don't know what my chances of winning are.

Xiru pinched her right hand, and a long sword also appeared in her hand. Compared with the Black Dragon Sword, this sword gives people a much softer feeling, and the decoration of the sword body is also extremely elegant and light, but the aura is obviously suppressed by the Black Dragon Sword.

"Try to stay away as much as possible, fortunately the other party is not an eighth-order peak swordsman, otherwise we might not be able to get out of any of them. But the aftermath of our battle may still affect you. ”

One of them was about to refute, but unexpectedly, the man in front of him suddenly stood the long sword in his hand horizontally, his two slender fingers rubbed against the sword, his eyes were as if he was looking at his own child, and the black dragon sword made a crisp sound, and at this moment, a black-red ripple spread out!

When the ripple touched the long sword in his hand, Xiru only felt that he was surging with blood, this bloody qi was too deep, and the other people's bodies were scars of different sizes, their complexions changed, and at the same time, they quickly retreated.

When—

As soon as the man took a step, he left only a blood-red afterimage. After a crisp sound, the blade of the Black Dragon Sword still left a pitch-black afterimage in the air, and the two weapons had now collided together!

The black dragon's sword body was flashing with blood-red light at this moment, like a protective film protecting it in it. The long sword in Xiru's hand is much more slender in comparison, and there is a constant clicking sound, and the sword body is also shaking constantly!

"This sword, Oni Yuan. From now on, this will also be my only name. ”

The man's eyes flashed with a fine light, but Xiru's body was constantly trembling at the moment.

"It's terrible! At such a close distance, I feel like my body is going to be washed away!"

Xiru also clenched her silver teeth, when she reached her realm, she could naturally understand what a terrible weapon the holy weapon was, and when she reached the level of the ninth transformation of the Extreme Creation Realm, although it was only the last step away from the Emperor Realm, only when she reached this place, she could know that the Emperor Realm was still an unclimbable peak!

"Holy King, I don't see a scorching battle intent in your eyes. Since we met here, it is some kind of fate, you don't want to run away, and there is no point in escaping. ”

Bang - Bang -

The ground that Xiru stepped on was cracked in an instant, and seeing Xiru retreating from being suppressed by the other party, everyone was also anxious. But at the same time, they also understood how terrifying the soul power pressure of the center was, even in the Extreme Creation Realm, the Nine Changes of the Creation Extreme Realm, and the Eight Changes of the Creation Extreme Realm, were also two kinds of strength.

Woo——————

In the abyss, there was a continuous strange sound. This strange sound is like a ghost crying in the abyss, sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes high and sometimes low, as if it can erode people's souls, and blood-red breath continues to converge from the ghost abyss, and Xiru's whole person has been pressed backwards!

Bang –

I only heard a cracking sound, and Xiru was directly knocked out by the red evil qi, Gui Yuan's eyes closed, and at the same time, the blood sword in his hand also slashed in the direction of Xiru's retreat at great speed-

Click-

The sound of something shattering, the blood-red sword qi made people's pupils shrink suddenly, it was constantly changing, constantly expanding and contracting, as if it was squeezing something, making people feel a chill emanating from their hearts!

Bang –

The blood-red sword qi exploded into something similar to blood mist when it hit the long sword in Xiru's hand, and the clothes on Xiru's arms were directly exploded, but she didn't take a step back, her state was finally adjusted to the best state, what Ghost Yuan said was right, she had no way to retreat, and it was useless to escape.

On Xiru's hand, there were three or four blood marks at this moment, but this blood mark was not a cut like a sword wound, these wounds were like a piece of skin torn off by an extremely sharp claw, and this claw was not an animal's claw, more like a human hand!

However, no blood flowed out of the wound, but red smoke kept coming out, but these blood mist invariably surged towards the Ghost Abyss Sword, and slowly merged into the unfathomable blood red.

This sword is stealing my life force ...

Although there was no blood mist coming out of the previous wound, Xiru could still feel that she was missing something, it was in her life, just by breaking such a little hole, her vitality was estimated to have been lost for a year!

What a terrible weapon! What a terrible Ghost Yuan Sword!

Fighting with the ghost abyss, there is no doubt that Xiru must lose a certain amount of time, for such a person with the strength of a saint king, it is needless to say how precious time is, one more year, she may be able to shelter the human race for one more year, but there is no way to retreat at this moment, even if she wants to take this life!

She exhaled deeply, and by the time the blood mist was absorbed, a whirlwind had surrounded the two of them, isolating them from the outside world, and the only way they could move now was a ring twenty meters in diameter in the whirlwind.

This is a gladiatorial arena, a gladiatorial arena of life and death!

"Oni Yuan has smelled your breath, and you can't escape this vortex anymore. ”

"Kill you, and I'll be able to get out. ”

Hearing this, Onibuchi opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word, just smiled with some satisfaction. For him, holding the strongest sword in the world and fighting the strongest person is the best wish, and nothing else matters.

Xiru's eyes were incomparably bright, and the soul power like flowing water was also attached to her sword, her long hair was flying in the whirlpool, and her face was also harshly abnormal.

It's been a long time since she's fought like this, when she was young, she didn't know how many times she had experienced such a gladiatorial fight, and the long-lost blood surged into her heart, and she took a step forward!

There is no winner in this battle, and the Oni Yuan Sword is constantly devouring the vitality of his master, and this should be the last battle in his life.