Xia Feng had already sensed that there had been a subtle change in the returning white power.

To put it simply, this white power, which can heal all wounds, has changed from being automatically triggered once every 30 days to a passive skill with no cooldown.

Now he finally knew why the Black and White Twins were called the strongest ancient stones.

Because this form of power blended in black and white, there is no upper limit at all.

For him, this effect is simply exaggerated to the extreme, even surpassing all divine weapons, and he is willing to call it the strongest.

.....

After the same death-style stabbing, Sakura Takeran's pierced chest was repaired by the source stone crystal again.

However, the white light in Xia Feng's body also healed the bloody and blurred skin intact.

Although the results of the two repairs appear to be similar on the surface, in essence, there is a huge difference that cannot be replaced.

If you insist on describing it, it is equivalent to the difference between "lifetime warranty" and "no reason to return".

No matter how good the repair technique is, there will be flaws in the things that have been repaired once, not to mention the continuous repair.

Moreover, the restoration of Sakura Wulan is not a restoration in the true sense of the word, and the accessories used are not original at all, but copycats.

Broken body tissues cannot be restored, and can only be replaced by source stone crystals, although it can also simulate travel power, but with the increase in the number of repairs, it will gradually become stiff.

On the other hand, the summer breeze can be called a perverted super self-healing power, and in a sense, it is almost equivalent to going back in time.

Eliminate the advantages of one and the other, and make a judgment from the superior.

.....

In the subsequent battles, Xia Feng was even more crazy than Sakura Wulan in terms of moves.

Because compared to the two, he is the real immortal!

"Bang bang!"

The limbs collided, the blades flipped over, and Xia Feng completely abandoned his defenses, ignoring all the trauma that Sakura Wulan had inflicted on him.

After the body is fatally wounded, the milky white light will appear in the body again, and the wound will heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

....

The seemingly never-ending battle continued at a high intensity, and the two in the battle seemed to have forgotten the time, and only the figures waving knives at each other in their eyes were in their eyes.

Gradually, Sakura Takeran's empty eyes regained their brilliance, and in a state where he was almost replaced by most of the source stone crystals, he seemed to have regained a clear sense of self.

The blue in his pupils faded away, replaced by a hint of relief.

Eventually, he laughed.

....

This is an extremely satisfying smile, as if at this moment, he has achieved the ultimate goal of life and completed the ideal that is not understood by ordinary people.

Even if he is not the best in the world.

Perhaps in his opinion, being the first in the world is no longer so important.

In his mind, the course of this battle has quietly exceeded the final result.

Because, this is the last trace of his life in this world.

He is the sword god of the eastern country, and he is also the strongest swordsman in the history of the Sakura samurai family, and at the same time, he is also a man who has fought with the strongest people of this era.

Raising the corners of his mouth, Sakura Wulan's hoarse and muddy voice came out.

"This... Bear... Foot... Carry on. ”

.....

"Bang!"

The Shenyue Knife once again shattered the source stone crystal on Ying Wulan's chest, but this time, the staggered lightning did not appear.

"Click, click."

Staggered back a few steps, and the crystals distributed on his body began to fall off like residues, as if he had lost this strange special ability.

Obviously, Sakura Takeran has long exceeded the limit of her body, and the reason why she can keep fighting is all supported by the willpower that is persistent to the depths of her soul.

And now, this will to win, desperate, is beginning to crumble.

"Smack!"

Ying Wulan raised her arm, ripped off the pendant around her neck, and threw it on the ground like garbage.

There was no unwillingness, and his expression was extremely satisfied.

But in Xia Feng's eyes, Ying Wulan's state at the moment is like a return to the light.

This man, known as the sword god of the Eastern Kingdom, has undoubtedly come to the end of his life.

....

With a relieved smile, Sakura Wulan turned the cherry blossom knife that had accompanied him all his life behind him and half-leaned down.

This is the starting style of the sword drawing technique that Sakuratakeran has passed down from generation to generation.

In the end, he abandoned all source stone skills, and only wanted to use the sword skills honed by his life to end this epic battle.

"Xia Feng, this is my final blow, you have to be ready to face death."

Sensing Ying Wulan's resolute will, Xia Feng backhanded the Shenyue Knife back into its scabbard.

....

He knew very well that it was impossible for Sakura Takeran to defeat him.

But he can't deny that at this moment, Sakura Takeran did get his approval, this man, is a respectable opponent.

"Sakura Wulan, thank you for letting me experience your ideal duel, it's really a hearty battle."

"Huh."

At the last moment of her life, Ying Wulan was recognized by her opponent, and that expression was extremely happy.

Setting up the starting position of the knife drawing technique, he exhaled heavily.

"Xia Feng, then let's put an end to this mythical battle, I hope you don't live up to the name of the strongest in my heart."

"Yes."

.....

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, knock!"

In the main hall of the Nishinomiya family, the hour hand of the clock completes a rotation and returns to zero o'clock.

A new day has arrived.

....

Under the natural disaster, the whole land trembled violently, and with the summer wind as the center, it seemed that even this natural disaster was in fear.

Everything flows, black and white twins, following the sword under the city of Lentinium, the 31st day of the running cycle has finally ended.

Zero o'clock has passed, and the black and white twins have become the 32nd day.

....

"Boom!"

The surging black mist burst out of the body, and the shaking earth cracked, and everything as far as the eye could see lost its original color.

To go all out is to respect the opponent, as the final curtain song of this duel, he is willing to offer the highest respect to Sakura Wulan.

With his feet on the earth, the black power of the 32nd day erupted with an incomparable terrifying aura.

The frenzied black mist that emerged from the cracks in the earth swept the body of the summer wind high into the night sky.

"Smack!"

The crisp sound of shattering came from every corner of this natural disaster, and as Xia Feng pulled out the Red Demon Sword, all the source stone bushes that had grown in the natural disaster exploded into pieces at the same time.

"Click!"

A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, like the last remnants of the disaster.

Ying Wulan raised his head, and in his sight, Xia Feng's last gesture was forever engraved in his soul, that is, the real demon.

Holding the Red Demon Sword aloft, Xia Feng took one last look at Sakura Wulan, who was also staring at him, and then, he gently closed his eyes.

"Goodbye, Blade God."

The Red Demon Sword swung down with a resolute sword, and the torrent of dark energy was like a nine-day waterfall, tearing apart the entire natural disaster area, as well as the earth under his feet.

.....

"Boom!"

Dozens of kilometers away, there was a strong tremor in the Nishinomiya family's mansion, all the doors and windows burst at the same time, and all the roof tiles were blown away.

Not only the Nishinomiya family, but the entire Nishikawa, the entire Dongguo, the entire huge island, and everyone who stepped on it.

Whether it was the Victorian army attacking Dongzhou, or the Sakura samurai who were desperately resisting, everyone felt the shaking of the earth.

At this moment, everyone seemed to feel that their feet were bound by a pair of illusory black hands sticking out of the earth.

In everyone's eyes, there is only fear from the depths of the soul.

"Boom!"

Taking the natural disaster as the starting point, Xia Feng's last sword cut the land of Xichuan out of a bottomless abyss with a diameter of several kilometers.

....

....

With this sword, Sakura Takeran disappeared, the natural disaster disappeared, and all strife disappeared.

The deep winter of 1094 in the Terra calendar quietly ended in strife.

Winter goes to spring.

The land of cherry blossoms, forgotten by the world, has been ushered in by a man named Natsukaze, and a new era has been ushered in.