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"The way of heaven, the realm of karmic fire, the sword",

The divine sword rose again, floating in the air, a flame came out through the ground, swept with the wind, and the aura in the body was also transformed together, and the boundless karmic fire swept the heavens and the earth.

At the beginning, the young man was angry, scolded Fang Xuan, traveled eastward, pointed to the sky for battle, and his sex was like karmic fire, burning everything.

The vortex in front of him also turned into the color of flames, like a raging fire, and the five fingers whistled out with a press of the sword qi, like a landslide and tsunami, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and there was a fire in the eyes, and Lu Hong's figure was shrouded in it in an instant.

"Dangdang",

The blazing sword qi swept in from all directions, the sound of the sword roar was endless, and the waves of fire surrounding him burst one after another, and someone in the flames swung their swords and slashed, the sword qi was like a rainbow, and the sky was splashed with sparks.

Wen Ziliang's five fingers pressed the three-foot spirit, and all the waves of fire in the sky poured down and pressed down towards Lu Hong, forming a magnificent atmosphere in the air, one after another sword roared and shook the eardrums, and one crack after another spread through the valley, the ice and snow in this mountain road had completely dissipated in the sea of fire, and even the cold spring in the distance was also rattling, as if boiling.

But when the sound of the explosion died down and the karmic fire gradually went out, the white figure appeared little by little.

Lu Hong walked slowly, carrying the sword on his back, the flames surrounding him quickly dissipated, and the remaining sparks on the divine sword passed away little by little;

Ordinary words, incomparably indifferent tone, but what brought Wen Ziliang was a greater shame.

"Shura Dao, Shura Realm, Raise the Sword",

With a sudden roar, the aura scattered outside his body rolled back, and when he spit out again, it was already a dazzling blood red, as if blood was spreading under his feet, and the earth turned red.

His long hair flew upside down, the red did not reach his eyeballs, and it traveled rapidly along the veins, and even his hair turned red;

When he was young, the Wen family was robbed, from the elders to the domestic servants, more than half of them were killed and wounded, blood flowed all over the courtyard, and even the door of his residence was scarlet, and the bones were all over the ground, and the eyes were shocked, and that day, he knew that he would eventually embark on the path of Shura.

"Peng", with one foot on the ground, the cracks in the road spread from under his feet, the sword in his hand seemed to be ten times heavier all of a sudden, Wen Ziliang's eyes were cold, and he dragged the sword with a full body of blood, frightening step by step, all the way to the bloody road.

After three steps, he walked through, the giant sword in both hands, condensed all the sword qi and pressed down; Lu Hongjian took the sword momentum, the grand sword qi came out through the sword, and the tip of the needle attacked Mai Mang, and the two huge sword qi of Xu Xu long collided in the air and pulled diagonally.

"Kerala",

"Peng",

The mountain walls on both sides were affected by the fish pond, and each was forced to draw a long sword mark, and the stone chips were scattered.

And the two figures, one red and one white, turned back again as soon as they staggered, attacking head-on, the blood blade was cut endlessly, and the clouds were magnificent, accompanied by a grand sword sound, but at this time the grand sword sound could not stop the sword of Shura, and a gap appeared in the huge red sword qi as soon as it drove the rolling sound tide, but Lu Hong's arrogant sword duel was wilder and more fierce than this sound tide.

The huge sword shadows continued to intertwine, and the powerful aura aroused by the hard shaking of the two swords shook the valley, but in the end, it was still the boundless red that gradually faded.

"When",

Another sword came out, Lu Hong swept a sword and hit it directly, and with a loud sound, Wen Ziliang snorted and flew upside down, and when he landed again, the hand holding the sword couldn't help trembling, and his chest couldn't help but rise and fall, and this less than a quarter of an hour's hard bump had exhausted him.

The blood qi dissipated, the blood blades on both sides of the sea relics disappeared, the red on the head gradually faded, and the pupils returned to their original color.

The Shura realm that he was so proud of was actually crushed.

When he raised his head and looked at Lu Hong, he was still so unshakable, standing with his sword on his back, becoming a towering Mount Tai, like a mountain.

And this time he didn't say anything, just looked at him with mocking eyes.

Wen Ziliang seemed to have been stabbed hard by something in his heart, his expression was cold, and the sword blade rose again.

"Hell incarnates, the realm of ruin, the sword",

"Click",

There was a cracking sound outside his body, this time his aura did not change in a chaotic manner, but it became extremely distorted, and cracks spread out of his body, and from a distance, his body seemed to be twisted and broken.

Space cracked.

Seeing this scene, Lu Hong's eyes finally changed, and the distorted power in Wen Ziliang's body finally made him feel the pressure.

However, the changes in his body did not continue, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground with a soft sound, Wen Ziliang suddenly covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, held his sword in his hand, and knelt on one knee.

The spatial crack outside the body also quietly closed again, the aura was dense, no longer distorted, everything was calm, and all that remained was the person who was half-kneeling on the ground.

After the robbery, the Wen family is like a fallen leaf after autumn, withering with the wind, the Wen family knows that this time is not broken, if it is not a phoenix nirvana, it can only be reborn vigorously and die, he also forbears, disguises, and quietly waits for the day when it is broken and then stands, but that day has not yet come after all.

He is still in hell and has little life, so the third sword of the reincarnation realm cannot become a sword.

"The Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Shura, the Dao of Hell, the six realms of reincarnation, the weather is myriad, but life is a reincarnation, but unfortunately you have not come to the end yet",

Lu Hong glanced at him with pity.

Wen Ziliang gasped and said, "Why did you come to the end? it doesn't matter if you are third in the world or first in swordsmanship, aren't you still in hell like me?"

"What is the joy of heaven? What is the suffering of hell? What are the six realms? What is reincarnation? Hongchen is the way of heaven everywhere, and life is like hell all the time".

Plausible, seemingly absurd words, Wen Ziliang's face was stunned, his fingers trembled slightly, and he laughed after thinking about it for a long time, with a relieved smile on his face, and his five fingers clenched the pearl of the sea and said: "Yes, yes, Hongchen is the way of heaven everywhere, life is like hell all the time, I am in hell, the Wen family is in hell, why not Zhuge carving dragons?"

When he looked up, he saw Lu Hong's strange gaze, and when he looked down at his gaze, his heart couldn't help but move.

He was looking at his left hand.

During the bloody battle, his eyes stayed on his left hand from beginning to end, because ......

The vortex above his head was swirling, the aura was dense, and he frowned: "Are you stealing my Qi Method?",