Renekton's chest rose and fell violently, and it was quite painful to shake it with a quasi-saint-level powerhouse. The knife just now was almost a super-level play by Renekton, and it was only barely blocking Haotian God's punch.

At this time, there seems to be a force flowing in the steel blade.

Renekton could feel a coldness that slowly spread through the blade of the knife through the hilt. This is the hatred of the demon knife, the hatred of the demon clan, the Haotian God in front of him, and the opponent that the steel blade will never forget.

The gods have spirits, their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and their own hatreds and grievances, and the steel blade finally awakened in the face of the Haotian God who destroyed the demon clan at the beginning.

"Good. The solemn voice of the God of Haotian echoed in the silent hall.

"Renekton, the heir of Emperor Jun. Haotian God's hands raised, "It can make Ben Di feel threatened, and the killing machine is enough for you to be proud." ”

Double fists, hole out!

The two golden dragons circled, roared, rolled, and pounced on Renekton! Haotian God threw two imperial punches at the same time, wanting to kill Renekton directly.

"Break!" Renekton roared!

He jumped high, and then rushed towards the two golden dragons like meteorites, and the steel blade fell like thunder!

It's not enough! This kind of strength can't stop the two imperial fists! Recton knew very well in his heart that his current strength could not prove that he could not prove the imperial fist against the two twelve heavenly mana.

"Time, slow down!" Renekton directly unleashed his own time slowdown, and the time flow in the entire hall suddenly slowed down, and the movements of the two golden dragons also became a frame by frame.

Then Renekton closed his eyes, the Tyrant Steel Blade in his hand.

"Demon Slayer!"

There is no doubt that Demon Slayer is the strongest move that Renekton can use right now, but this move needs time to gather strength and enough mind to support it.

The golden dragon moved slowly, and the slowdown of time gave Renekton plenty of chances.

A stream of powerful thoughts converged on Renekton's body, this is the will to survive, it is the will to never give in, even if it is facing the Emperor of Heaven, it will never fall!

Not enough, still not enough!

Renekton gritted his teeth, his current strength had completely surpassed the level of the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, and had almost reached the level of a quasi-saint, but it was far from enough to fight against the Haotian God.

Suddenly, that cold feeling came from the black demon sword overlord steel blade.

Scenes entered Renekton's mind in an instant.

It was the vast land of the flood era, the moment when the entire universe was about to collapse, the sky was on fire, the earth was shattered, and the sun and moon were without light!

A tall and majestic body, standing on the desolate earth, this body is like a pine, like a rock, and it seems that nothing can make him fall. Behind him are thousands of demon warriors, those demon people who will never give in!

This body was dressed in crimson armor, covered in blood, and in his hand, a knife was tightly gripped.

A long black knife with dark gold carvings.

It was as if Renekton heard a roar of rage, and then a lament, and a desolation fell on his heart like frost.

The Tyrant Steel Blade seems to be crying and angry, and this feeling has infected Renekton. The pride and glory of the demon clan, the dignity and glory of the demon sword, will be guarded by Renekton.

"Huh?"

Haotian God was startled, his fists suddenly clenched, and he sensed a deadly threat from Renekton's body.

The blood-colored eyes slowly opened.

Around Renekton's body, there was a vast and desolate force that converged on the steel blade, and the dark gold carvings on the demon knife flashed with golden light.

"Demon Slayer!"

Renekton let out a low roar, waved the demon knife in his hand, and slashed down at the two golden dragons!

There was no sound, no light, just a quiet split. Around the blade, pieces of space were shattered, and streams of spatial turbulence surged, and the terrifying power was often lifeless.

Two golden dragons, completely shattered!

Facing the steel blade, it turned into pieces like fragile glass! The momentum of the demon knife has not been broken, and it is still moving forward, facing the god of Haotian!

Haotian God's pupils dilated violently, and he felt that his whole body was tight, he could never have imagined that Renekton could use such a terrible knife!

Rumble!

An explosion resounded through the Three Realms.

It was as if there had been a great earthquake above the heavenly court, and all the palaces were trembling, the wind and clouds were surging, and the sun and moon were dull, as if the end of the world.

The knife has been put down.

Renekton supported his body with the steel blade, gasping violently, and he felt that the mana in his body was almost completely drained by the knife just now. But this knife, without a doubt, is the strongest in Renekton's history.

The smoke and dust filled the sky, the ground of the entire hall was shattered, and the palace made of 10,000-year-old cold iron was turned into a ruin, leaving only the thunder and lightning cages that held the heads of all parties still intact.

Yuding Zhenren's gaze fell on Renekton's body, and he knew that the person in front of him, the only friend in his life, had done his best.

"It's ironic. ”

An indifferent voice came from the smoke and dust.

After the dust settled, the majestic body of the Haotian God appeared in front of Renekton. Haotian God, who was originally a high-crowned royal robe, had a green silk scattered at this time, and the imperial robe on his body was also torn, and the most shocking thing was that on Haotian God's chest, from the shoulder to the waist, there was a huge wound, and blood flowed out of the wound.

"It's been a million years, Renekton, a million years, and no one has ever hurt Bendi. Haotian God looked at Renekton on the ground, "The last time Emperor Ben was injured like this was when he was facing Emperor Jun. ”

"Although you are only the Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm, the local people admit that you already have the power of the quasi-saint level. ”

Yes, Renekton's knife hurt the God of Haotian.

Even if it is facing many treasure Taoist people and Buddhas, Haotian God can also win without injury. Facing Reekton, although Haotian God was careless, he was injured by Renekton after all.

The Nine Heavens of the Heavenly Realm and the Twelve Heavens of the Quasi-Saint Realm, this is a world of difference, the difference between clouds and mud, but Renekton has done it.

It's a miracle!

However, Haotian God did not lose or lose, but Renekton no longer had the strength to fight back.

"In order to show Bendi's respect for you, Bendi intends to use his true strength to take your life. Haotian God looked at Renekton and said slowly, "You should know that Bendi is a swordsman. ”

As soon as the words fell, Haotian God's hand stretched out into the void.

This is a wide palm, the fingers are slender and powerful, the joints are bulging, and there is a thick cocoon on the tiger's mouth, and like the real person of Yuding, this is a hand that belongs to a swordsman.

A sword, snatched out of the void by this hand.

It was a three-foot-long sword with a golden scabbard carved with nine five-clawed golden dragons in the shape of a dragon's head. This is the sword of the king, an ominous weapon in the hands of the emperor.

"Sword name, Son of Heaven. ”

Holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, Haotian God drew his sword and came out!

The sword light filled the space between heaven and earth. If the sword of Yuding Zhenren is the sword of a gentleman, pure and flawless, noble and proud, then the sword of Haotian God is the sword of the emperor, luxurious and extraordinary, and the momentum is compelling.

The golden blade shone with a different kind of light, as if everything in the world had to be subjugated under it, this was the Heavenly Son Sword of the Haotian God.

Haotian God's gaze fell on Reekton's body, and he said slowly: "Rekton, this emperor's sword of the Son of Heaven has never killed heroic emperors, and you can die under my sword, you are proud enough." ”

The sword of the Son of Heaven was slowly raised.

And Renekton, even stood up again!

"Haotian, you are really ridiculous, who said that this demon king must die today?" "Renekton clenched the steel blade with one hand and laughed wildly, "How can this demon king die so easily?"

"Behind this demon king, there are friends, relatives, and brothers, how can this demon king fall!" Renekton's body stood up again.

Even the Demon Extermination Style failed to defeat the Haotian God, and in the face of the Haotian God who sacrificed the Sword of the Son of Heaven, does Renekton still have any chance?

"It's so tenacious, you're becoming more and more like that guy Dijun. "Every word that Haotian God said was full of murderous intent.

Soldiers, ominous weapons, and the Sword of Heaven is no exception.

The sword light pierced through the void and pointed straight at Renekton!

The swordsmanship of Haotian God is called the swordsmanship of the Son of Heaven. The sword of the Son of Heaven, the sword technique of the Son of Heaven, is the thing of the emperor, a sword is out, all things are surrendered, and no one can resist.

A mighty emperor's aura pressed towards Renekton, and the Sword of the Son of Heaven was approaching!

The king wants the minister to die, the minister has to die, the sword technique of the Son of Heaven is so domineering!

However, Renekton is not a minister, he never thinks of himself as a minister, so he wants to rebel against the Sword of the Son of Heaven and rebel against the Emperor of Heaven. The black steel blade was raised again, but only the mana that was almost exhausted remained.

Can this sword be blocked? Rekton slowed down the little time that he could cast after he cast the most swords, slowing down the speed of the Son of Heaven Sword, but he knew that he was stabbed by the Son of Heaven Sword, and it was only a matter of time.

The sword is getting closer and closer, and the steel blade can't be stopped.

God Haotian had almost seen the scene of Renekton dying under the sword of the Son of Heaven.

Suddenly, the sword light lit up!

Pure and flawless sword light, noble and proud, unyielding, this sword light blocked in front of Renekton!

Rumble!

The golden sword of the Son of Heaven and the white gentleman's sword, the sword aura is horizontal!

Tie, but the Sword of Heaven has been blocked.

Renekton and Haotian God turned their heads almost at the same time, and then they saw the peerless sword saint, the Jade Ding Zhenren.

"You won't die, because you're my friend. "Yuding Zhenren's voice seems to be always cold.

At this time, the immortal sword in Yuding Zhenren's hand was not unsheathed, but fell to the side, this is a sword that is denied by the Heavenly Dao. And Yuding Zhenren was empty-handed, how did the sword light just now come about? No one seemed to notice.

Yuding Zhenren looked at Haotian God indifferently, and slowly walked to Renekton's side, the Immortal Sword was still lying quietly on the ground, as if it had been abandoned by its owner.

"Next, leave it to me. Yuding Zhenren said slowly.

Recton gasped and replied, "But your sword"

"The sword is in the heart, not in the hand. Yuding Zhenren said this sentence again.