Yunke lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, and his voice came in a low voice.

"Are you so sure you're going to kill me?"

Shan Simo took a step back a little nervously, "Could it be that you can send the Nirvana Fire again?!"

Yunke raised his head and grinned, "Then maybe there are no absolutes in the world......

Shan Simo hesitated a little, the power of the Nirvana Fire was too great.

Jian Wuxian shouted violently, "Junior, you still have to talk nonsense, and see how I kill you!"

Ling Chuan Meng immediately crossed out, "Then come to me first, and see how I cut my dream without a trace!"

Sword Traceless laughed wildly, "Hahaha, what an arrogant tone, I want to see how you break me!

With a sword in his hand, his momentum skyrocketed, and the sword qi around him scraped out a little white mark on the earth.

Being able to scratch out a white mark on the trapped dragon array, what kind of cultivation is this! Even if the three systems are perfect, they can only scratch out white marks, where is the upper limit of this trapped dragon array?

Both of them shot with all their might, colliding together like two meteors, and the powerful momentum swept away, and Yun Ke and the others couldn't even stand on their feet.

If it weren't for the protection of your ancestors, just this aftermath would have shocked them all to death!

Yunke's eyes flashed, looking at the field, this is the real peak master!

If the consummation of the three lines is like this, then what about the legendary Supreme?!

Wouldn't it be possible to destroy the world with one punch and open up mountains and rubble?!

"Spring dreams turn into rain without a trace......"

It seems that a gentle drizzle suddenly falls between the heavens and the earth, and there is a spring breeze blowing on the face, giving people an extremely comfortable feeling.

But it is this extreme comfort that contains great murderous intent.

The sword light lit up in the void, "This body is forever in the red dust, and this sword has slashed the world's dreams!"

A glorious sword mountain lit up, and Ling Qimeng slapped his palm on the sword mountain.

The sword mountain suddenly shattered, turned into a long sword in the sky, and rushed into the sky, levitating the tip of the sword downward!

Ling Shumeng's palm pressed down violently, but the sword's traceless palm jerked upward.

The drizzle suddenly turned into a raging storm and swept away with all its might.

Both sides smashed into the enemy camp like charging warriors, and then were smashed to pieces one after another.

Ling Slashing Meng's long sword swirled, and a round sword light lit up, blocking out all the torrential rain and wind that were rushing towards him.

The long sword was raised violently, "This sword is called slashing! Cutting off the past friendship between you and me! Breaking off past grievances between you and me! This battle is not only decisive or defeating, but also life and death!"

"Slash!"

"Since you can break off your past friendship, can't I do it?!"

Ling Qimeng sneered, "It's not that I want to kill you and me, it's you!

The sword light swayed violently, and for a while, the sword was unable to make a sound, and Ling Shumeng's sword seemed to cut the continuous drizzle.

Sword Without a Trace roared angrily, and in the midst of nothingness, a sword light suddenly appeared.

A sword without a trace, this is a traceless sword! This sword, out, there is no trace!

Ling Shumeng didn't dodge or dodge, a sword stabbed straight into Jian Wuxi's chest, and Jian Wuxian roared, "You're crazy!"

There was firmness in Ling Qimeng's eyes, "You lost!"

Yes, just because of this moment's hesitation, Ling Qimeng's sword had already pierced into Jian Wuxi's chest!

Jian Wuxian felt a sharp pain in the direction of his heart, the long sword entered his body, and the sword qi exploded, and he had absolutely no possibility of living.

And his sword had just sliced through Ling Qimeng's stomach, and he hadn't even pierced into it yet.

But at this last moment, he still didn't choose to stab the sword into it, but looked at everyone with a little affection.

At the last moment, he didn't think about taking away his life and death enemy, but glanced at everyone with affection.

Ling Qimeng said in a deep voice, "You, can you regret ......"

Jian Wuxian shook his head, "If you do it, you will have no regrets!

"Even at this last moment, don't you feel sorry for Xiaoxiao?

Jian Wuxian laughed wildly, "I am no longer worthy of seeing Xiaoxiao like this! If you want to ask me if I regret it! What I regret the most in this life is to enter the sword with love! With my true feelings, forge my sword!"

"But who knows, if a swordsman has no true feelings, how can he be called a swordsman!"

At this moment, the audience was silent, no one made a sound, and the lifelong perception of a swordsman turned out to be that he should not enter the sword with love!

The corners of Jian Wuji's mouth began to cough up blood, even if it was suppressed by the cultivation of the peak of the three systems, but after all, this was an absolutely fatal injury that was penetrated through the heart, even if it was him, he couldn't suppress it.

The sword's traceless pupils began to dilate, "Regret, how can a person not regret it in this life!

Jian Wuxian looked up to the sky and laughed, and white flames suddenly ignited on his body.

Ling Shumeng hurriedly retreated in shock, this is the soul of the sword, without a trace, burning his soul!

"Since I don't deserve to see Xiaoxiao anymore, why do I want to stay in this world......?!

A long sigh seems to remain in the air, and the air is inexplicably filled with a sad atmosphere, a peerless swordsman, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for eight thousand years!

The curtain came to an end today! Recalling the past, with a sword in hand, heaven and earth are free!

Accompanied by red faces, accompanied by brothers, stepping on horses and whips, singing the rivers and lakes! Today, the legend is written! The final chapter of the legend!

The twenty members of the three families present were satisfied, and they all felt an inexplicable sadness welling up in their hearts.

In their lives, have they truly had no regrets? In the past 8,000 years, have they really been happy?

There are even clouds of mist in someone's eyes, who can really have no regrets in this world!

Shan Simo stepped out, "Yunke, no one can save you, just grab it!"

"Could it be that Miss Shan doesn't know that there are no absolutes in the world?"

"And let me see where your reinforcements are!"

The Vermilion Bird Imperial Family, the two ancestors jumped into the air, and two flames soared into the sky.

Shan Simo sneered, "This place is separated by a whole Xuan Realm from the Vermilion Bird Imperial Family, is it possible that you can move to the rescuers with a fire?

An old man dressed in fiery red to the point of running, lowered his head and looked at Shan Simo with his eyes, "Junior, don't speak when it's not your turn to speak!"

A huge coercion pressed down on Shan Simo in the air.

The water clouds of the Tianshui Sect came out and protected Shan Simo, "Zhu Fengxiao, why are you coming at me, it just so happened that a great battle thousands of years ago did not distinguish the winner or loser, today you and I will divide it!"

Zhu Fengxiao sneered, "If you look for death, then I will fulfill you and die!"