"The junior suffers death, and there is a sword sky for eternity. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The peerless god of war in the golden coffin walked out with unparalleled power, and the eyes that opened were as if there was an endless light burst out of the stars, flowing endlessly, like a surging river, rolling in, the sun and the moon were suppressed, and the monstrous sword qi, with the unparalleled prestige of the black and white sword saint, attracted the energy of heaven and earth, which was huge and earth-shattering, and naturally attracted everyone's exclamations.

Looking at this kind of antique supreme killing move, Guilan, Long Aotian and the others all held their breath and galloped towards the distance, not daring to stay here, even though Jiang Feng had already sent them to an extremely distant place, and there was a distance of 108,000 miles from the core of the battle, but in the face of this terrifying power, even if they knew that such an attack would not fall on top of their heads, they would feel that the whole person was nervous, trembling, and couldn't help the idea of escaping from here.

Undoubtedly, the methods of such an old antique are terrifying, not only Guilan and the others can't help but flee, even those disciples and disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, many kendo powerhouses who are watching are running in the direction of their ancestors at any cost, for fear of being affected by this terrible power.

"Kill!"

Jiang Feng's brows trembled with the thick hair, the Xuanyuan Sword hidden in his body, as well as the spear of the underworld, the Kai of the underworld, turned into the most invincible defense, the most invincible blade, the runes that blessed the avenue of calamity, the strength of the ancient giant elephant, shook the void between the entire heaven and earth are torn out countless openings, under their feet, thousands of miles of mountains, rivers and land, are all swept up by the terrible battle fluctuations, earth and stones fly into the sky, obscuring the brilliance of many stars and moons above the sky, making the whole sky look gloomy。

The terrifying fluctuations are still violently emanating.

In Jiang Feng's eyes, a terrifying divine soul suddenly slashed out.

The soul is like a sword, the sword splits the four seas and clouds, and the soul is like a song, slaughtering all kinds of gods and demons.

This kind of divine soul attack is a kind of spiritual killing technique, and the damage to these old antiques is even more terrifying than ordinary external injuries.

After all, these old antiques are dying people, in an ordinary state, let alone fighting, even if they lie in the coffin, enclosing the qi and blood of the whole body, they need to consume the power of the soul, after all, their sleep is not death, but a kind of false sleep, otherwise, if an enemy finds their coffin, then, they don't even have room to fight back?

Or is it not too late for them to rise up and unleash a thunderous attack?

Therefore, even if such a divine soul consumption is very weak, it can be described as a small and negligible consumption for their heyday, but under the seal of those endless years, those small consumption is enough to make them lose most of their divine soul power.

Because the poison of time is unavoidable by all forces.

Even if you can have invincible physical power, unparalleled spiritual power, and supreme glory, everything is so insignificant in the face of time.

Before they stepped into the divine realm, they were all mortals, and they all had to bear the bleak end of the depletion of their longevity and their fall.

They are afraid of death, so naturally they will not fight to the death.

However, this black and white sword saint is not afraid, now he, every move, is the power of thunder, all the people who resist are retreated, such a terrible force, every blow makes Jiang Feng's body tremble, crumbling, even the "hell furnace" in front of Jiang Feng's body is cracked, under this terrible series of attacks, it shattered.

"Well, what a hard turtle shell, I didn't expect that a mere teenager, the power of defense, is so terrifying, it is really terrifying, it's just that even if you are a genius, you will be turned into ashes in front of me, cut yourself! ”

After breaking Jiang Feng's defense, the black and white sword saint was full of confidence, and at the same time, the power fluctuations in the body were also higher than a wave, and the other sword powerhouses around him could see that this black and white sword saint was accumulating the most powerful sword in his life, this sword, not for survival, but for death, with the will to die, slashed out.

Like Jing Ke in the long history of Mercury, even though he knew that he would die, he still wanted to assassinate the first emperor.

At this moment, not far away, the holy medicine is also constantly waving the grass sword in his hand, showing the grass and wood swordsmanship in reincarnation, comprehending the grass and wood swordsmanship, each sword bombards the past, it must take away a person's life, even those old antiques, if it is not a mortal attack, it is difficult to resist such a terrible attack.

"It's time for the end. ”

Among the old antiques brought over by everyone, those kendo sects are still good, and those slightly weaker kendo sects are under the key care of the holy medicine, and they are seriously damaged, and they can't go back to the root without thousands of years of recuperation.

And for those of the great sword sects of the Great Sword Domain, their cultivation, as well as the formations laid out, are even more high-level and terrifying, and some formations and the power of serial attacks, even if they are the cultivation existence of the third reincarnation such as the holy medicine, they do not dare to enter it, angering the edge of it, but choose to wander.

And at this moment, the actions of the Black and White Sword Saint undoubtedly gave them a great stimulus.

The terrifying aura and power were condensing, restrained, and the fluctuations of the battle were gone.

There was a dead silence.

This silence is the last fight, the endless wail composed.

The audience in the live broadcast room, looking at such a silent picture, couldn't lift the slightest mood, so dull, depressing, almost breathless.

"It's so uncomfortable, why haven't they started fighting, it's been a stalemate for a year!"

"It's wrong upstairs, it's only been a few seconds. ”

"Is this what it feels like to live like a year?"

"Every second is a boundless time, and I feel that after this war, I am about to become an antique. ”

"Hey, the old man is gone, the new man is on the scene, how many things in ancient and modern times, nothing more than that. ”

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This time, they're going to win and lose.

That statue was lying in the big array, or was lifted up by countless sword powerhouses, and the coffin on the arm, each of them had a monstrous origin, and they were in their time, calling for wind and rain, shaking the universe, and dominating these great sects of the Great Sword Domain, the Eternal Frontier Country.