Although the vision of heaven and earth disappeared, the emptiness was still there, and the momentum and coercion emanating from his body had not weakened.

"You should understand that the vision is that heaven and earth are celebrating the breakthrough of this seat, not the power of this seat itself."

The emptiness slowly fell, and the long hair and the loose clothes on his body were windless: "Even if you specifically remove it, it won't affect this seat in the slightest, it's just a waste of energy." ”

"I didn't want to do anything to you."

An Wenjian calmly stared at the void: "But when it comes to wasting your strength, it has to be you." ”

Kongkong's eyes condensed slightly, and he asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Your birth corresponds to the 'Heavenly Dao Will Inner Demon', and you have the 'Ethereal Root', even if you have no cultivation, you also have the particularity of not being restricted by the Heavenly Dao."

True Immortal Realm, the ability to analyze is enough to touch the Heavenly Dao, This world has no secrets for An Wenjian: "But in order to break the Heavenly Dao curse, you have planned for thousands of years, and you have specially separated the body and soul, resulting in the loss of part of your own particularity, so that the Heavenly Dao curse can take effect." ”

"If you hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known. But so what? Disturbed by the curse of the Heavenly Dao, he was unable to achieve a true immortal, and this seat still opened the sky with a sword and broke the curse. ”

Kongkong said calmly: "Even if you are disguised with your body, you still don't understand the monk. You don't think this seat will be shaken by this, right? ”

"Good mentality."

An Wenjian smiled and complimented: "But what do you mean by me pretending?" ”

"Beyond common sense, I know the secrets that I don't know even in this seat, and the performance of breaking through to immortality without hindrance...... Do you really think you're well disguised? ”

Kongkong looked at An Wenjian, and his eyes became cold: "You, the embodiment of the will of the Heavenly Dao." ”

"Heavenly Will? Incarnation? Me? ”

An Wen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hahaha! What an interesting statement! ”

Laughing for three seconds, An Wenjian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Haah~ You are so sure, you must not believe what I say." So let's do it, I've done it, and we'll talk about it. ”

"That's how it should be."

In a deep voice, his right hand was clenched, and he didn't see any movement, and the invisible attack had already appeared around An Wenjian, and he slashed down at the same time.

"Even if it's a temptation, it's too light."

An Wen saw that he was motionless, and the invisible attacks around him encountered an equally invisible barrier, and where they collided with each other, the space was distorted, but it was not broken: "Haven't you gotten used to the True Immortal Realm?" ”

"I'm worried that you're not used to it and don't want to end it too soon."

Kongkong seemed to be a little happy: "You know, in this world now, you are the only one who can be the opponent of this seat." ”

As he spoke, Kongkong launched a second round of attack, still invisible, not as many as before, only one blow, but much more powerful, the space along the way was affected and distorted, and the main body of the attack could be roughly distinguished in the shape of a sword.

An Wen saw that something seemed to flow quickly in his eyes, raised his left hand, flicked it, and hit the side of the blade of the invisible sword: "It's here." ”

A slightly muffled sound sounded, as if punching the compressed air.

Then the air cleared, and the fist was nothing.

Kongkong's brows furrowed slightly: "What did you do?" ”

"I don't understand, why don't I show you again?"

An Wenjian smiled and said: "If you have this ability, then Xiao Peng Daoyou should still be able to stand up to you." ”

"From the very beginning, you seem to have been deliberately provoking this seat."

Kongkong's mood is stable: "Do you think that under the anger of this seat, there will be flaws?" ”

An Wenjian asked rhetorically: "Wouldn't it?" ”

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“…… No, of course. Ants don't need to care, but opponents can't. ”

Sora's expression became displeased: "As you wish, this seat is now angry." ”

"Coincidentally, I'm actually in a bad mood right now."

An Wen saw that the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and he was like two people a second ago: "If I don't beat you until you can't even recognize your own mother, I won't be surnamed An." ”

The conversation ends, silence for two seconds, and action at the same time!

The void is pointed into a sword, and the invisible power condenses on it, wielding it unpretentiously.

This time, the space did not appear distorted, only an undetectable black line appeared in front of An Wenjian in an instant, splitting him in two.

The next moment, An Wenjian, who was divided into two halves, disappeared, appeared in front of Kongkong, and punched Kongkong in the face.

What a weak fist. 】

Kongkong's brows furrowed slightly, feeling that An Wen saw that this "attack" was insulting himself, so he held it hard, put the five fingers of his right hand together, and used his palm as a sword to slash towards An Wenjian.

"You're thinking, my fists are weak, right?"

An Wen suddenly spoke, took his second punch, and hit the wrist part of his right hand that was waved by Kongkong, and at the moment of contact, a spiritual power swung away, and Kongkong's right hand deflected uncontrollably, and the power condensed on it also disappeared.

【！？ 】

Startled, he increased his strength, released more spiritual power and sword qi, condensed stronger sword intent, and prepared to compete with brute force.

"Because I'm not very good at hitting people."

An Wenjian said slowly, his left hand had already swung a wave of spiritual power again, and his right hand recovered a little, and hit the empty face for the second time, knocking it out.

"Tsk, what the hell is a true immortal-level sword cultivator."

An Wen saw that he shook his palm gently, and there was a sword mark on the back of his hand, where it was in direct contact with Kongkong's face, and the wound was healing: "Is it already completely a 'sword man'?" ”

Kongkong stopped in the air, spit out a mouthful of red phlegm, and the wound on his face disappeared quickly: "This seat is also very curious, how can you have such a strong strength as a formation cultivator, and you can actually break through the sword body of this seat with your bare hands." ”

An Wenjian walked towards the empty space step by step: "You might as well guess." If you guessed correctly, I wouldn't mind telling you the answer. ”

"Roar, don't use the formation at a distance, but take the initiative to approach this seat?"

Kongkong didn't think of a specific answer for the time being, didn't guess, and continued to increase the power condensed in his hands, he was becoming more and more familiar with the power of the True Immortal Realm: "Even if you can break through the sword body of this seat, it is still a formation cultivation after all, and it is more beneficial to this seat to compete directly." ”

"If you don't get closer, how can you break it with your fist - I mean your face."

An Wen saw that he had walked in front of the empty space, and the invisible sword blade could reach.

Kongkong did not hesitate, and immediately swung a sword, just a slight expression of sword intent, which made the monks watching the battle around feel that their "gaze" was "cut".

But the sword, or rather the hand, failed to swing it.

The arm that wielded the sword in the air, as soon as it moved two centimeters, was "stuck" by the unfamiliar formation that appeared out of thin air and was fixed in the air.

The timing and position of this formation were very precise, just at a certain point in the empty arm muscles and the flow of spiritual power in the arm meridians.

Looking at the rapidly enlarged fist in his field of vision, Sora tried to save the field with his free left hand.

As soon as the left hand moved a little, he immediately encountered the same dilemma as his right hand, and was stuck by another formation.

"Do you think that this seat can't swing a sword without using both hands?!"

Kongkong said angrily, the sword intent burst out in his eyes, and he actually condensed his gaze into a sword and met An Wenjian's fist!