The astonishing and majestic fluctuation of sword intent, the trembling Qiankun shocked the four nine clans, Feng Ren could fully imagine how terrifying Duan Fenghan's sword was at the moment, without being told by others, he could also faintly guess the origin of the martial arts that the other party was trying his best to control.

"Anti-Heaven Level Martial Arts, the second-ranked Divine Punishment Sword in Ancient Times, I didn't expect that it didn't take long to hear Brother Wudao mention it, and it really made me bump into it. In his current state, even if this kind of earth-destroying martial arts only exerts its true power, I'm afraid it would be quite tricky. ”

The sword eyebrows curled, but the corners of his mouth were also slightly pulled, and his interest was high.

"I was still thinking about what to do to surprise the descendants of the nine clans who are above the top, but I didn't expect the ready-made stage to be sent to the door like this. Defeating the anti-heaven-level martial arts head-on, the blood boils all over the body when he thinks about it. ”

The sword rose, the bright whistling sound was endless, the stardust tears prayed and called to the distant galaxy, and the most powerful sword momentum condensed again.

At the same time, the mirage star ring on the index finger of Feng Ren's left hand also flashed with a blurry brilliance.

In the face of anti-heaven level martial arts, if you want to win, I am afraid you can only play the strongest hole card directly. If you are accidentally defeated, you may fall here.

Win and you're bound to be a blockbuster.

"Isn't it, he's really going to face it head-on?"

Feng Qianmo's expression changed drastically from afar, and from the mouth of the elder of the Dragon Soul Clan beside her, she also confirmed her conjecture in disbelief, the anti-heaven level martial arts were really brewing in the hands of the disciples of the Cloud Sword lineage.

"Even if Duan Fenghan can only wield less than one percent of the true power of the Divine Punishment Robbery Sword, it is also an anti-heaven-level martial art that is proud of the universe, and against such a move, does it really have a chance of winning?"

Feng Bifu is also worried, and her hanging hands are already quietly gathering strength, even if she is burdened with the punishment of violating the rules and rashly attacking, if necessary, she will do her best to save Feng Ren.

The son of the old friend, the son-in-law who is married, is not allowed to have an accident in front of him no matter what.

Looking up at the fluctuation of the sword intent that stirred the heavenly firmament, the elder of the Tianwu clan leader couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and that Sen Ran even made him feel a trace of jealousy instinctively when he was carrying a Dao-level level cultivation, which came from the trembling in the depths of his soul. He glanced at the people of the same clan behind him, lowered his voice and snorted coldly: "Look at them, look at you again, you know what to do when the time comes, right?"

"Understood. No matter who wins or loses, it will not be possible...... Hey. ”

An eerie coldness swept across the face of a Tianwu Clan disciple, just now he had defeated the Xuandao-level new disciple of the Phantom Moon Clan head-on in one of the Illusory Arenas, and obtained the second place for the Tianwu Clan to enter the Divine Dragon Burial Ground.

"Great Elder, if the Anti-Heaven Level Martial Arts are launched, do you really want them to continue? If you don't stop it, the best outcome may be to lose both. Even, they fell on the spot together. After all, an elder of the Dragon Soul Clan couldn't help but speak, and behind him, many other elders and disciples also bowed their heads in agreement.

After all, this is the territory of the Jawskaya Division, the core hinterland of the Dragon Soul Bloodline, the Valley of the Divine Descent, and any change in the grand ceremony is tantamount to damaging their prestige.

Ember shook his head lightly and sighed: "Don't interfere, such a rare new confrontation in a hundred years, wouldn't it be too much of a pity if we interrupted?" Compared to that, you should wait and prepare a little in advance, and don't let the aftermath of the collision affect the audience here. ”

"Understood. ”

The next moment, several figures jumped up, protecting Feng Ren and Duan Fenghan in a ring, and the barrier between the backhands quietly spread, just blocking the aftermath from sinking, and it would not affect the duel between the two of them at all.

Looking down, Feng Ren could clearly feel the shock in the hearts of the thousands of powerhouses, and most of them were naturally from the Jianwei tribe of the dragon soul.

"This opportunity is just right, the so-called Dragon Soul Clan's lineage, you can see it. ”

The right hand was raised, and the stardust tears pierced the depths of the sky, leading down the endless lonely starlight, and the poignant and crazy condensation.

Flurry of the Star River Sword, Finale.

The galaxy dances in the sky, and the sea hangs upside down.

At the same time, the left finger ring was full of sheng, and the phantom of the illusion also stood with a sword, although the sword intent formed by the mirage was not as cold as the main body, but it was also not to be underestimated.

There was already blood oozing out of his mouth and nose, Duan Fenghan's vision began to blur, and his eyes looked at Feng Ren from afar, and he could only see a very vague shadow. He knew better than anyone what an astonishing load it was to wield this sword, and the pain in his meridians that almost shattered made him unable to think about anything else, and he had to rely on instinct to complete a rudimentary form of this trick that had never been really performed before.

Now, it is impossible to terminate it by itself, and once the flood of the levee is released, it is out of control. All the strength in Duan Fenghan's body was pouring into the sword in his hand, almost squeezing out every bit of power in the meridians.

"Definitely, to win. ”

Snort!

The robe was torn, and slender pillars of blood erupted from his body, splitting into a blood mist in the void, and then completely annihilated under the agitation of the sword qi, a touch of scarlet but bright in an instant.

However, even this could not stop his determination to draw the sword, not to mention that he could no longer control it.

"Are you so desperate? It's still the same sentence with Duan Gangju before, you have a reason to win, but I'm the same. Now that they have made up their minds with each other, let the sword decide the rest. It's just that for the sake of the honor of a sect, is it really worth it for you to do this?"

With a quiet sigh in his heart, Feng Ren shook his head gently, and then his heart was relieved again.

Everyone has their own goals to guard, and for these disciples who were born into the Nine Clans, the honor of the clan is above all else, as if he would never allow anyone to harm his companions.

I can understand your heart.

So, dance to your heart's content.

Suddenly, the bright silver runes in his eyes flickered, slightly different from the bright starlight that filled his pupils, and the mysterious lines carried another power that originated from ancient sustenance.

Sky crest, agile and fast.

Sword dance, stardust main speed, instant extinction.

Mirage Star Ring, double echo, unreal and real in one!

The sword fell, and the ancient sword gang that had been sealed for many years tore the sky again, and the dancing shining runes were telling the supreme glory of the past, and all things were impressed by the majesty and trembling, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi dominated all beings.

The legendary power of the gods to destroy the world, the strongest sword move to punish sins.

Judgment, judgment, heavenly punishment comes.

God punishes the sword, roar!

In an instant, the entire Valley of the Divine Descent was shrouded in dazzling light, and only a pale and blank space remained, and the wind in his ears was howling, and he couldn't see anything clearly in front of him for a while.

However, the trembling in everyone's hearts became more and more intense, and inexplicable chills and fear churned in their chests.

The dust is extinguished, the sword roar runs through the galaxy brilliantly, the roaring sword momentum clashes into the sky, the shining brilliance only turns dim and disappears in a moment, and the roaring sword qi can be roared but stopped and ended.

The collision between Feng Ren and Duan Fenghan ended in an instant, but whether it was them or the rest of the nine clans, they all had an illusion, the deep cold sword qi had frozen time and space for a hundred years, and when they woke up, it was like the long indulgence of Nan Ke's dream.

The whirring wind swept under the cloudless sky, and the original blue sky was only a miserable white, and all the Dragon Soul Clan elders were also shocked, and the defensive barrier laid by the joint arrangement was almost shattered, but fortunately, the aftermath of the earth-shattering collision was finally blocked here.

In the air, the chill could not be dissipated for a long time, the heavy sword with a huge gap in the middle of the blade trembled, and the residual divine halo filled the entire edge, and Duan Fenghan's blood-drenched arm was handed out, and the sword pointed forward.

The sleeves of his shirt were also destroyed, and the scarlet that slipped between his fingers was stained with the dull stardust tears, and the aura of the whole person was drastically reduced and declined because of this.

On his left index finger, the surface of the Mirage Star Ring also seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist, and its brilliance was gone.

The sword just now, whether it was himself, or the sword and the ring, were all done with all their might, and at this moment they were almost exhausted, which was tantamount to the end of a strong crossbow.

"Tie?"

The moment he opened his mouth, blood also overflowed from his mouth, and he barely squeezed out a firm smile, Feng Ren raised his hand to wipe the scarlet from the corners of his mouth, but he didn't want to completely dye his entire chin and the back of his hand because of this.

"It seems to be true...... Being able to block my sword head-on, for that reason alone, I had to bow down. However, the outcome of this duel cannot be determined from here. Next, it's the real final blow. ”

His body trembled, and Duan Fenghan knew better than anyone else that his limit was approaching at this moment. It's just that he didn't have a choice. From the moment he used the Divine Punishment Sword, he understood that he had no choice but to lose.

"Do you have to do this? I don't need to fight to the death, but I still insist on doing this......"

With a helpless sigh, Feng Ren twisted his hand to put the stardust tears into the void, and the burning silence Nirvana changed to his right hand and shook it, and the scorching red rainbow reappeared.

However, if it were me, I would be able to understand the determination of your heart.

In the blink of an eye, the sword wind roared again, and the two figures danced together, and the sword momentum was far less powerful than before, and it was even inferior to many of the Nine Clan disciples present who had been defeated before.

However, no one dared to despise this final confrontation, the throbbing in their hearts, and the unyielding strength of the truly strong made them awe-inspired.

Ping!

The two swords clashed, a line of scarlet slashing rust mottled, sweeping the wind and colliding and scorching heat.

The shattered ten-winged halo unfolded and trembled, and the wind roared at the bottom, and the sword in both hands slammed into the sword, and the moment the crimson streamer was reflected on the faces of both sides, his figure forcibly pushed Duan Fenghan back.

"That's it!"

The sound of scolding rang out in Duan Fenghan's ears, and the pain in his weak arms and meridians made him smile bitterly.

"Seemingly, that's really all I have to go here. ”

Clang!

The sword roared upward, and under the red rainbow, a black shadow turned and flew into the sky.

The heavy sword was taken off, and Duan Fenghan's throat, whose face was pale, was pressed against the Burning Nirvana.

Winners and losers are known.

Suddenly, the sound of cheers resounded throughout the valley, even if they belonged to different clans, the purpose of coming here was to compete with each other. However, there is no boundary between admiration and respect for the former.

Even if you are a loser, you are still entitled to this awe.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a scene, and even I feel a little like the blood of my youth. The disciples of the Nine Clans are all cheering for you, this respect is probably the most anticipated pursuit of all the strong people, right?"

The Great Elder Wind Ember smiled lightly, from today onwards, a name from the outer line of the Nine Clans will be engraved in the hearts of countless people, and it will be a blockbuster.

But behind that glory, what will follow, have you kid ever been ready to take it?

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