Above the sky, Long Tiangang's Heavenly Sword and Nalan Chucai's Heavenly Extreme Demon had a final battle!

Although the three swords of Tiangang still have a sword of dreams, although the three strikes of the earth demon also have a move that is not useful, but those two moves are not the current Long Tiangang and Nalan Chu can only be used, and the heads of the Tiangang Sword Sect and the masters of the Earth Demon Sect over the past dynasties are only three or five people, including the patriarch of the Kai faction, can use them.

Above the sky, the flames of war were glued, and above the ground, Wu Hao turned into a phoenix bathed in fire and fought with Lu Ping.

For Wu Hao, Lu Ping didn't pay attention to it at first, one of the two is a human martial artist Nine Heavens, and the other is just a human martial artist Six Heavens, the gap can be described as 108,000 miles, although Wu Hao has a record of hundreds of demons and crazy dragons, but Lu Ping has always thought that there is something greasy in this, maybe it is because of the righteous sword, otherwise it is really difficult to imagine how a person who is a martial artist and a person who is a martial artist of the Sixth Heaven is a person with hundreds of martial artists and nine heavens? This is not logical at all.

When the two fought, Lu Ping realized that his idea was wrong, Wu Hao's power was far stronger than he imagined, especially after merging with that firebird beast soul, his strength was not far from being as good as that of the human martial artist Jiuzhongtian, especially Wu Hao's fighting style made him extremely annoyed and uncomfortable!

Lu Ping swore that he had never seen such a crazy opponent as Wu Hao, Wu Hao's every move was a lose-lose blow, and he didn't mind exchanging an arm for his thigh, a pair of Vermilion Bird Wings behind Wu Hao instigated, and the raging flames set him off like a god of flames.

"Wu Hao, do you really think I don't dare to fight with you?" Lu Ping was furious, because Wu Hao's desperate style of play instead forced him back step by step.

"Idiot. Wu Hao responded coldly, deaf to Lu Ping's words.

For traitors, the vast majority of people do not have the courage to fight hard, and if a person can fight for his life, then it is impossible to be a traitor.

"Beast soul, appear!" Lu Ping shouted, a white light appeared behind him, and then a white giant wolf stood behind Lu Ping.

A long, loud wolf howl sounded, and Lu Ping's eyes had three more points of killing intent.

Lu Ping's beast soul is a white giant wolf, two meters tall, three meters long, although it is a wolf, but such a volume will definitely not be smaller than a white cow, and the extremely rare white hair also shows that this wolf is definitely not a simple color, this is also a beast soul with a wild bloodline, belonging to the best in the beast soul, the battle chicken in the rooster!

"If I had known you had such a beast spirit, I would have guessed that you would betray. Wu Hao looked at the white giant wolf and sneered, "Sure enough, it is like a human beast, and it is a white-eyed wolf that cannot be fed!"

"You're looking for death!" Lu Ping roared, his eyes flashing with a crazy look, although he was a traitor, he couldn't let Wu Hao be so sneering.

The white wolf merged, Lu Ping's aura was tyrannical for three points, his angry eyes were replaced by complete madness, and he waved the long sword in his hand and rushed towards Wu Hao.

A tiger roar sounded, compared with the wolf howl just now, this tiger roar was even more powerful, and it reigned in all directions.

A white tiger appeared behind Wu Hao, and then jumped on Wu Hao's shoulder, the Chiyan Sword in Wu Hao's hand waved, and as soon as he struck, it was the Midsummer Five Dragon Sword, which pounced on Lu Ping along with the Western Holy Beast!

In another battlefield, the battle between Fallen Leaves and Han Jian also reached a fever pitch.

After all, Han Jian is a Heavenly Martial Artist, Elder Taishang, there is still a gap between the fallen leaves and it, at this time, the big broom of the fallen leaves has become bald, and there are at least a dozen wounds on his body, and the whole person has long become a blood gourd, and Han Jian is just a faint scar in an inconsequential position.

"Falling leaves, you can kill me even by yourself?" Han Jian's voice became more and more arrogant, "You must know that even the earth-level martial artists at the peak of the Nine Heavens are still huge compared to the heavenly martial artists, one step to the sky, one step to the ground, why are you fighting with me?"

"Collusion with foreign races and mutilation of compatriots, I will kill you for this alone. "Falling Leaves' cynical mentality was replaced by righteous words, he had never thought of killing a person so urgently, if Han Jian simply colluded with Nalan Chucai and Chu Tiange, Falling Leaves could still bear it, but he even did not hesitate to collude with the Shura clan for his own selfishness, you must know that the Shura clan almost wiped out the human race back then, this is real racial hatred!

"Killing me is not something that can be done with lip service. Han Jian smiled coldly, "Besides, you don't have to buckle my hat, after this battle, Emperor Chu will tell the world, and then everyone in the world will believe that it is you and Long Tiangang who colluded with the Shura clan, not me Han Jian, and you are destined to be ruined and stinking for 10,000 years!"

Fallen leaves no longer speak, there is nothing to say to such brazen people at all, they no longer have any shame.

A little bit of light appeared on the fallen leaves, and a sad breath belonging to autumn began to permeate, which is the breath of autumn wind blowing and all things withering, and it is the breath of late autumn, autumn wind rising, and all things are smashed.

Han Jian restrained his arrogance and arrogance, because the falling leaves at this time gave him the feeling that he had actually incarnated into a Heavenly Martial Artist, how could this be?

"Being able to exert the attack of a Heavenly Martial Artist with the strength of the Nine Heavens of the Ground-level Martial Artist, this alone is enough to go down in history. For the first time, Tiger King Chu Madge took his eyes away from the battlefield of Long Tiangang and Nalan Chucai, and looked at the falling leaves in the upright void, surrounded by fluorescent, because this move of the fallen leaves brought him supreme enlightenment.

"Han Jian, take my last move. The sound of the falling leaves was flat, and an ominous premonition appeared in Wu Hao's mind.

I don't know when it started, countless fallen leaves were swept into the sky, and then fluttered and sprinkled down in the bleak and desolate atmosphere, the autumn wind rose, the leaves fell, and everything was bleak, this is the return of leaves, but also the return of life.

"Falling leaves, ** this is going to be fatal!" Han Jian was furious, he didn't expect to encounter such a hob meat.

The usual fallen leaves are mostly giggling, and most of them are in business, but I didn't expect this moment to be so strong,!

"Today, I didn't intend to live. Falling Leaf sneered, at this time, his body was already covered by points of light, and his flesh and blood had completely disappeared, this was the final blow of his essence and spirit.

A phantom shadow fell from the sky and rushed straight towards Han Jian, this is a heroic young man, with sword eyebrows and heroic eyes, not angry and self-righteous, many old people of the Sword Sect recognized it, this is the fallen leaves of twenty years ago, he was the most talented and perceptive young man of the Tiangang Sword Sect, and the youngest junior disciple of Long Tiangang's generation.

In the process of rushing towards Han Jian, the fallen leaves turned into a long sword, and a sword contained all his spirit, indomitable, and there was no regret in death!

The autumn wind blows, the leaves fall, and the last sword of the fallen leaves is called the fallen leaf chop!

"Ah......h

This is the beast soul of the Supreme Elder Han Jian, a Xuan Turtle specializing in defense, known as complete defense!

Although there was a turtle shell in the way, Han Jian still used the Heavenly Blood Sword in his hand to lay a triple defense, and in the face of the most talented disciple of the year, how could he dare to be careless.

The heavens and the earth roared, the four sides trembled, and the last blow of the fallen leaf slash with his life hit the turtle shell of the Xuan Turtle, which was able to resist for three seconds, the turtle shell shattered, and the fallen leaf slash was unstoppable, and quickly bombarded the defense under the Heavenly Blood Sword, and the three defenses in a row were quickly broken, and the last sword slashed on Han Jian's chest.

Blood splattered, roared in anger, and after the smoke cleared, Han Jian covered his chest in pain, and blood arrows spurted out of his chest!

Heavenly Elder Han Jian was seriously injured!

"Have the heart to get rid of the traitor, but have no power to return to the sky, hurry, hurry......" The voice of the fallen leaves echoed in the void, tragic and desolate!

A generation of masters, fallen leaves!

At the moment when the fallen leaves fell, the battle between Long Tiangang and Nalan Chucai was also divided, whether it was the Heavenly Sword Bull Fork or the Heavenly Extreme Evil, this moment finally had a clear understanding!

Long Tiangang and Nalan Chu stood on the ground like two javelins, who of the two won?