Such a smile is cruel, with indifference and monstrous murderous intent, but such a smile is more of a kind of self-confidence, the self-confidence of killing a strong enemy!

"Why do that?"

"He also hides his strength?

"Does he have any other killer features?"

Facing a qiē, Zhang Guangwei, who saw Han Jing's smile clearly, had a feeling of being completely controlled when he faced an opponent weaker than himself for the first time.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable, and even a bit of unsettling aura rose in the depths of his soul - as if he was at the level of the Three Tribulations Realm now, and Han Jing was the Heavenly Venerable Realm instead!

Sure enough, he hurriedly pushed his heavenly sense to the limit while making a move, and Zhang Guangwei's shock completely reached the extreme.

On top of him, another Han Jing appeared!

"When did he rush higher behind me? No, this is not his true self!"

"How did he have his own doppelganger?"

Yes!

That is Han Jing's sword spirit clone, the real sword spirit clone!

Counting it up, the so-called axe spirit is just a false shot, and what Han Jing is asking for is to take advantage of the moment when the battle axe explodes itself, and send his sword spirit clone to the back of Zhang Guangwei in a free swim, and to the high altitude that Zhang Guangwei is defenseless against.

Now, he did.

Facing Zhang Guangwei, who had completely unloaded the soul power of his body and attacked downward with all his might, the sword spirit clone did not have the slightest pity or hesitation, and pointed down: "Destroy the world!"

Thundered......

This finger was Duo Ze's supernatural power back then! Because it was powerful and powerful and terrifying, Han Jing had been constantly perfecting it since he mastered this supernatural power, and after integrating more thunder powers, it once again raised its power to a higher level in his own hands.

At this moment, I saw that this finger had just appeared, and a huge illusion like a god was immediately conjured up behind the sword spirit clone, and he was also looking at Zhang Guangwei angrily, and he was also condescendingly exuding a surging domineering aura!

"It can't ......"

In the face of such a terrifying killing move, Zhang Guangwei continued to smash towards Han Jing with one palm, but he had to look sideways and look back, and at the same time sent out another palm.

What he tried to do was to resist the lethality of the World Destroying Finger, after all, his strength was still far superior to Han Jing and Han Jing's sword spirit clone.

As long as he carries it, even if he really gets stuck in Han Jing's hands at that time, he will be injured because of it. But as long as he carried it down, he would be able to fight back and tear apart Han Jing, the ant who had played with him.

But...... What is the repetition and repetition? This is the ......

Because this time he still fatally underestimated Han Jing!

Such underestimation has already appeared one after another, and the consequences of the accumulation are really fatal!

Bang......

At the moment when the Finger of the World Destroyer and Zhang Guangwei's sky-high giant palm just collided, the skyline space trembled and tore apart instantly, and a wall of light burst up from the collision point, diagonally up and down like a disc diagonally inserted into the sky!

Then the endless impact turned into a halo of light, and swept out in all directions at a very fast speed, and the heavens and the earth trembled everywhere it passed, and everything collapsed!

At the same time, Han Jing's true biggest killing move has also been sacrificed!

"Sting!"

The distance was close enough, and that Guangwei's giant palm was almost about to hit Han Jing.

Han Jing knew that his strength was not good, if he fought this move hard, he would either die or be injured, even his soul sword would be shattered by that giant palm......

Unless he can be supplemented elsewhere, the gap between himself and Zhang Guangwei will be narrowed.

So he already had a clever calculation - Yan Huang Sword!

It doesn't take the entire Flame Yellow Sword to appear, because that would attract more powerful people and provoke stronger and more terrifying storms.

Han Jing had already grasped a soul sword in his hand, and all he needed now was a section of the tip of the Yan Huang Sword.

Although the tip of the sword is short, it is still hot and yellow!

This is his plan, his fighting spirit, his determination and ruthlessness. Or it can be said that the previous actions made by Han Jing, including the Heavy Domain, the Thunder Domain, the self-explosion of the battle axe, and the appearance of the sword spirit clone, were all to win the most critical moment at this moment!

Because this fleeting opportunity is the key to determining Han Jing's life and death!

Woo la la......

In the next moment, I saw that the tip of the soul sword suddenly burst into a sharp golden light, and at the same time, a sword roar shook the entire heaven and earth.

The tip of the sword passed, and the huge black palm instantly fell apart, drawing a trajectory and continuing upward, finally slashing out a bloody trajectory with a "bang".

At the end of the trajectory, there was a violent collision with the disc under the sword spirit clone, and the disc instantly exploded upward, forming a huge bucket top!

Such a scene can be described as astonishingly magnificent and spectacular!

But it is precisely this kind of scene that contains the judgment of life and death, not beauty!

......

"This ...... This is...... It's true...... Is it?"

Fang Duoduo felt his feet tremble, and the water of the swamp was submerging his waist, so he felt cold.

But colder than the water of the swamp is his heart, his soul.

The wind was still blowing, and the reeds around it were either already burning, or all of them were prostrate or sinking into the muddy water! Especially the swamp below the battle, which was still shrouded in dazzling light, dreamlike but creepy!

Also, this qiē happened too fast, too fast!

It was too late to say that it was fast, counting from the time the four tigers suddenly killed downward, until now it was only less than ten breaths of time.

But in this short period of ten breaths, Han Jing actually won, and the Five Tigers fell?

It was very cold, Fang Duoduo's face was already sweating like rain, and his back was also sweaty: "This ...... Is this true?"

He saw three or four stumps and severed arms around him, saw the blood-colored splashes in the muddy water of the swamp, and saw more blood flowers still smashing down with rotten flesh, and the picture was extremely bloody.

But when he really saw the headless body above the sky, his soul was already frozen, and there was only one question mark left in his head - is this true? Zhang Guangwei's head was cut off?

The head also opened its eyes, all of them were unwilling, all of them were desperate, and they were all ...... A look of disbelief!

"Is it true?" Fang Duoduo only had this thought left in his heart, this question.

If this qiē is true, then Han Jing, who is at the peak level of the Three Tribulations Realm, can definitely be regarded as the first person in the Tianzun Realm!

Even an ordinary Heavenly Venerable Realm martial artist would not be his opponent!

......

At the same time, far away in the imperial capital of Dajing, a high priest was running through the main hall at the fastest speed she could have, looking a little flustered but also a little dignified because of awe.

"Report ...... Enlightening the Holy Emperor, the breath of the Yan Huang Sword has appeared for a short time, and the location is located in the Underworld Occupation Zone outside the Mantuo Empire! It seems to be in the camp of the Seventh Army of the Underworld Vanguard Army!"

"What? He fled to the underworld? No, it's the edge of the underworld?"