Yang Gang looked at Song Youqian, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This is a respectable opponent, talented, talented, and unparalleled in the world.

But he knew that this was an enemy who had to be killed!

When it's time to make a killer, neither side will be relenting.

In fact, Yang Gang's current situation is not very good, the dragon elephant slashed out with a knife, and the power is reversed, and the side effects are extremely great. The blood and qi all over the body are piled together, as if they are bathed in blood.

There is no longer any intention to procrastinate.

This is a slow time, but in fact it is only a moment's work.

Many of the people watching the game below didn't even react.

The Blood Drinking Demon Knife suddenly swung out and slashed straight at Song Youqing's head.

“…… It's over! ”

Zhao Ling stared at the sky intently, his eyes shining with tears.

"Finally...... Revenge! ”

Father, Mother...... Zero has finally taken his revenge!

Although it is not by its own strength...... However, he has become Ah Ling's only support in this life. Let him help you take revenge and destroy the city of Titans...... A Zero ......

Zhao Ling's eyes sparkled.

This kind of kindness, Ah Ling may not be able to finish in this life and this life......

However.

Song You, the invincible Heavenly Sword Song who crisscrossed the Northland, would he really be easily killed by such a knife?

Isn't that ...... Pity?

"yes, what a pity~~"

Yang Gang suddenly felt a strange feeling, and his heart was empty, as if something was missing.

He instantly sensed that something was wrong.

saw that Song Youqian in front of him was defeated, and raised the broad knife again.

The supreme heavenly sword of the giant god clan was slowly handed out, and the wide blade did not show the slightest ripple, but it came first among the lightning and flint, and stopped in front of him.

'Ding~~'

The Supreme Heavenly Sword, the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and the two peerless divine weapons of the Northern Land converged in an instant.

There was no brilliant light, and there was no splash of sparks.

It seems that the prosperity has faded, and the lead in the world has been washed away, leaving only two completely different but purest sword concepts.

Knife tip collision.

Yang Gang's body was like a thunderbolt, holding the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and flew out upside down in an instant.

Song Youqian's body trembled, and violent forces clashed within him. However, when he took a deep breath, the power of the Yuan Shen and the True Gang converged, and the power of the True Yuan, which was unique to the Yuan Shen realm, suddenly re-condensed.

The momentum that was scattered by Yang Gang actually climbed again and again, and returned to the peak in an instant.

The Supreme Heavenly Sword in his hand let out a buzzing tremor of excitement, as if celebrating the master's reinvigoration!

However.

At this time, Song You's lack of temperament has completely changed.

From the original domination of the world and unparalleled in the world, it has become lonely and vicissitudes...... It is like a peerless master who has practiced peerless martial arts but has lost everything, and his life is full of frustration.

It was as if Yang Gang's knife completely shattered his past path.

But it helped him achieve that peerless ......

"Heavenly Sword...... There is a gap. ”

The bronze wide knife, which is three feet long, does not see any edge, and seems to abandon all the good, combining all the shortcomings in the world.

Song Youqian was like the wind, following behind the Supreme Heavenly Sword, like a shadow.

Slash at Yang Gang!

Yang Gang froze in place.

I just want to let the other party's knife go, and slash it on my head unscrupulously. Such...... There will be no more regrets in this life.

At this moment, his body completely gave up resistance.

However.

Under the trick of slashing affection, his mind was as clear as water, and he knew that all this was clearly an illusion.

It's the illusion that this 'missing' heavenly knife gave him!

I know my body in my heart but instinctively wants to give up resistance, and this feeling makes people almost want to vomit blood.

This is the real lack of heavenly sword.

It is a step that Song Youwan has pursued all his life, but he is reluctant to step into.

And it is precisely this contradictory mentality that gave birth to this style of knife technique full of shortcomings and close to the Tao.

This moment.

There is a lack of heavenly sword, Dacheng!

Yang Gang looked at the bronze wide knife that was getting closer and closer in front of him.

Under the trick of cutting love, the mind is clear.

Such a knife is the same as sitting and forgetting a knife. Just like thousands of years ago, the immortal monarch was forgotten, and the first life was sealed in the Northern Han Tribulation Monument.

It has transcended the world to the extreme and reached the fairyland.

How can such a knife be solved?

Suddenly.

His mind moved, and he was blessed with a heart to run the heart of the heart.

"Sit and forget!"

A shout pierced the sky.

Countless times stronger than the ordinary True Gang Realm, the Slashing True Gang was surging in his body like surging water, turning into a blade of red dust, and slashing at the sea of his consciousness.

This moment.

It was as if he had forgotten time, space, and everything around him.

Forgot about ...... Regrets in the heart.

Sit back and forget a knife...... He actually cut himself first!

With the true affection, he cut off all the emotions in his body except for reason, and escaped into a ruthless, desireless, absolutely rational state of heaven and man. With a heart that is as clear as water, regain control of all the power of your body.

Suddenly.

A furious slash erupted and poured into the Blood Drinking Demon Knife.

Slash out.

Song has a lack of heavenly swords, and in this battle, the extreme realm is sublimated.

His sword is also in this battle, transcending the mundane and reaching the top!

There is a lack of sitting and forgetting.

Who can win?

The crowd below watched so carried away that they almost forgot to breathe.

His eyes were firmly locked on the two peerless divine weapons that met in the sky.

While~~~

The melodious sound of gold and iron spread all over the city.

Followed by.

Another knife collision, a beep, the two figures conjured into countless phantoms, quickly intersecting and separating in the air, condensing the strength of the body to the extreme, and the terrifying speed made it impossible to see the figure.

Even some Yuan Shen Grandmasters could barely see the vague trajectory of the two at this time.

Pieces of cloth are flying, and the remnants of hair are flying.

Even...... Bloodstained sky.

The battle reached its most intense moment, and both sides had already begun to put up their lotteries.

Again and again, the tragic bombardment, the gang qi and the true yuan gushed, and the blood and rags flew away......

This is a battle full of ups and downs.

It's so addictive to watch it, and I want to drink three hundred cups, Fang Jue lives up to this shocking battle!

This is the battle between the two peerless sword path supremes in the northern land.

Breakthrough again and again, sublimation of the extreme realm again and again. Only they can put such pressure on each other!

"Hahaha~~~ Good, good, good wine! Good knives! ”

In front of the city gate below.

The old scholar with the iron mouth shook his wine bag, looked up at the sky, and drank the liquor in one gulp.

The smell of wine was surging, his eyes were already drunk, and his face was getting paler.

"These two peerless knives are really unparalleled in the world!"

“…… Unparalleled in the world! ”

The old man sighed, his eyes were always fixed on the sky, and his expression was very excited, as if he didn't want to miss a moment.

"Grandpa~~"

Lian'er hugged his arm worriedly, and tried to snatch the wine bag several times, but it was flashed.

"Lian'er, the old man's body and bones are not long in life. Just let me drink more, just today, just today......" The old man muttered, "The country is easy to grow old, and the years are fleeting." The wine sword follows the horse, and the long sword is like yesterday...... Brother Snow, are you okay down there......"

"Little brother...... I'm going to come with you......"

said.

The drunken old man, who was full of wine and misty, slowly stretched his hand into his arms.