Chapter 1253 The heavens have forgiven, who doesn't do it!

On the path of the heart sword, it reaches the realm of 'the sword is me', crosses the two tribulations of 'broken soul and burial body', and evolves the heavenly sword intent......

In any case, this person must not be kept, the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, and the sword blade's mind is far superior to ordinary people, from the past few days he has been secretly spying on Ao Shuang, it can also be seen that if he does not take this opportunity to take him down, he will become a big trouble in the future.

A circle of visible physical fists with the naked eye, closely connected, interlocking, the outermost part is as majestic as a mountain, although the volume of the box has become smaller, but it is more and more condensed fist, the momentum is shocking, the space is pressed to the state of collapse, shocking the hearts of all the spectators.

Facing it is a wooden sword.

To be exact, it was the wooden sword that was scattered and peeled away, revealing a tip like a moon shadow.

Fist in fist, sword in sword, is for Qinghuang and Jianfeng, two top powerhouses who are infinitely close to the saint level, after there is no power of thought, the most powerful means, maybe the name does not sound very mysterious, but no one dares to doubt that for any middle-level spirit venerable, even if it is derived from the power of thought, there is no chance of life.

The two colors of pure blue and dark brown were overwhelming, and the fist and sword touched each other, and suddenly a wild current erupted, setting off thousands of waves, representing the cracking sound of 'click, click' continued to come out, the ground cracked in the sky, and the river churned.

"Aftermath...... It's so ferocious......"

"Fly into the air!"

The ground under the feet of the spectators cracked, and the dust flew, and they immediately stood suspended in the air, stepping on the void, and the body protection was surrounded by mysteries.

"Heavenly!"

The sword intent rushed into the sky, the sword blade suddenly attacked, the waning moon-like sword tip exuded a strong sword intent, the spiritual power in the body gushed out wildly, and the breath of a body was like a bamboo shoot rising steadily, bursting out with a breath that surpassed the strongest moment just now, and a sword nailed the green dragon phantom in mid-air.

Then, the illusory sword light was condensed again, from one to ten thousand, from ten thousand, in the huge contrast, the degree of the breath changed very quickly, and when it was felt, it almost made people want to vomit blood, incomparable, rich to the extreme, and went to the green wilderness.

"Until this moment, such a sword intent can still burst out, the strength of this sword blade...... It's endless!"

"A sword in a sword...... I thought that the wooden sword was extremely extraordinary, but who would have thought that there was a hidden mystery in it, and there was another one!"

In mid-air, everyone was completely overwhelmed by the means used by Jian Feng, and the horror in their hearts was like rolling waves, crashing endlessly.

"Waste...... Ancient ......"

Boom!

The huge cyan fist shadow appeared behind Qing Huang at the time, and the vicissitudes of ancient breath, as if to extinguish the vitality of all things, made people wander between the present and the ancient, and the entire sky was completely reflected in cyan, as if going to the great wilderness world in person.

With a punch in the air, the fist was strong on the head of the giant crocodile, and with a muffled sound, the phantom of the giant crocodile suddenly collapsed and became invisible.

"Absolute Sword...... Shenwu!"

The sword in the sword, inside the wooden sword, is a sword, a sword that can never be produced in a desperate situation of life and death.

The surging breath made the space on the side of Jian Feng appear distorted, and his body jumped a point, exhausting all the strength left in his body, and in his eyes, there was no sense of color, there was no heaven and earth, only one person, and he was desolate.

A supreme sword, bloody wind and rain, such as the incarnation of gods, martial arts, the moon-white sword dances all over the sky, condensed into a silver ocean above the sword blade, the sword is martial arts, brave and mighty, with the momentum of absolute control, completely crush the opponent!

"Pride!"

Fist in the fist, in the green fist, is a side of the sky, controlled by the green wilderness, standing proudly in the sky, looking down on all things!

Within the huge fist, wisps of dark cyan rays began to emerge, forming void ripples, interlocking layer by layer, pushing the fist from extremely strong to irresistible, and the power was increased many times in an instant.

Finally, under the gaze of countless eyes, the sword and the fist touched together.

Bang! boom...... Bang!

At the same time as the earth-shattering loud noise came out, the martial artists below the Venerable level hurriedly covered their ears, and the slightest trace of blood overflowed from the fingers, and their expressions were pale and bloodless, and the power under this collision produced an irresistible shock wave, and even more, they immediately fell to the ground from mid-air, their breath was sluggish, and one life went to ten ~ seven ~ eight ~ .

The collision between the two made the morning light escape, the wind flew sand, and the sword and fist shadow intertwined with each other, hovering around the two people's bodies, impacting, colliding, forming a giant tornado that towered from the ground into the nine days, and at the edge, there was an arc of thunder.

And in the center of the tornado, the two are still constantly impacting each other, perhaps this battle is no longer to distinguish the winner or loser, they want to find an opportunity to break through in the long-lost bloody fight, and break their own shackles.

"And that's just the Peak Venerable...... No wonder, when the Saint Rank powerhouses fight, they all have to go to the Endless Void, such a momentum is simply devastating......!

"The Imperial City of the Qingtian Dynasty, I'm afraid it's no longer there!"

"Peak Venerable...... The combat power that erupted is unimaginable!"

At this moment, those who can still speak freely have the realm of the peak spirit king or above, and the rest are completely pale, and the qi and blood in their bodies are tumbling.

In the center of the storm, the battle between the two continued, Qinghuang relied on the barren battle body, and the sword blade was a sword body on a wood, stepping on the same mysterious and incomparable body method, the fight was inseparable, although the breath was no longer the beginning, but the cold light in the eyes seemed to be so dazzling and dazzling forever.

But don't say that the martial artists who are watching the battle, at this moment in the battle, the two who bear the brunt of the impact of more than one force have reached the point where the oil lamp has dried up, and what supports them is the indomitable will, the other party has not yet fallen, how can they be defeated?

On the surface of the body, conspicuous injuries began to appear, all of which were left by the opponent in hand-to-hand combat.

A sword wound, from Qinghuang's neck to his waist, the wound cracked, gushing blood, fist marks of different sizes made Jian Feng's lungs completely dented, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with red ~ blood.

The blood of the Venerable One, how could it flow so easily in ordinary times? The barren battle body was a powerful battle body in ancient times, but it was cut by the sword blade with a huge wound, and the sword intent permeated it, and it couldn't even heal itself.

However, the fist mark made Jian Feng's headache even more, and his lungs were dented, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe, and that punch was fortunate for him to dodge in time, if it hit the left heart, even if he didn't die, he couldn't continue this battle.

Almost...... Shadow Clone...... Soul Body ......

The sky is half in the air, starting from the restrained breath, to this moment, the earth is as calm as a secluded spring, and the aura of Aoshuang's own breath has accumulated a pillar of incense for a long time.

Indeed, it's time to do something, and it's too late to change.

The slightly lowered head slowly lifted, and two pitch-black figures appeared in his eyes......

No...... Be...... Shadow!

One is holding the Heaven Splitting Blood Halberd, and the other is holding the Nine Demon Flags on his back!

"Jian Feng, although I am a little invincible this time, your Sword Alliance will fight against me alone with the strength of the whole sect...... And what is the righteousness of righteousness?"

"If the heavens forgive, who will not do it! Today, I will be beheaded in the heavens' forgiveness, and I will do it alone!"

Plain words, like a meteor in the dark night, resounded in the blue and barren sky......

"Shhh

The sound of gasping cold air came from the heavens one after another, and everyone suddenly raised their heads at this moment.

And in the center of the dark brown and cyan storm, two figures as black as ink suddenly appeared.

The shadow clone, holding the scarlet blood halberd high, condensed an extremely dazzling black light on the tip of the halberd, this is Yao Guang, on the left.

Get up and stain the country with blood, and raise the Nine Demon Flags again!

Wielding the pitch-black magic flag, the soul body like a substance burst out with endless mystical souls, sweeping thousands of soul lights, sealing the heart of the sword blade, on the right.

"Not good!"

"Brother Feng!"

Jian Hao and Jian Shuang were stunned for a moment, but when they realized the seriousness of the matter, they got up and rushed towards the momentum storm regardless of anything else.

But the figures of the two suddenly stopped, and a trace of bright silver like tentacles froze them in mid-air.

The power of space!

"How is that possible?!"

The two of them were shocked, but I was arrogant and alone?When did he control such a source power?

But Ao Shuang, how could he give the two of them time to react? The deity came to the two as if he was going to come to the rescue, avoiding suspicion like he was hiding from the sky and the sea, and when the distance was too close, he could restrict the two of them with space power all the time.

At the same time, the pitch-black magic light had completely enveloped the blade......

"Blade ......"

Rao is green wilderness, he didn't expect the changes in front of him, and just as he was about to say something, he was wrapped in a piece of pink spiritual power.

It was Liu Feng, and the power of space appeared, which meant that there was a strong man of the Holy Rank who made a move, and for fear that his brother would suffer, he had to save Qinghuang's life as a last resort.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Unexpectedly, I ...... the sword."

Wisps of demonic light stripped away the sword blade's body and soul power bit by bit.

The Burning Star and Yao Guang were both great means in ancient times, and they were realized by Ao Shuang from the elixir spirit technique.

"Will die at your hand......"

The Nine Demon Banners completely sealed the soul power of the sword blade, and they couldn't even hook out the imprint of thought left by the sword Ling Tian in their body.

"Green Wilderness...... You and I! Afterlife...... Fight again!"

Shoot like this...... Aoshuang must have been premeditated for a long time...... Unexpectedly, but he didn't show the slightest clue, could it be that the retreat a few days ago was also to show the enemy weakness and make me take it lightly?

Brother Tian, my sword blade can no longer fight the world with you, and the sword intent of the sky will not appear in the world...... Uncle apprentice, you had high hopes for me back then......

Proud ...... You're really strong...... I don't regret that I didn't kill you that day, I just hate, I didn't be truly invincible......

In an instant, Jian Feng thought a lot, the path of a martial artist is too difficult to walk, one wrong step, and he will lose all the games.

If...... And then there is an afterlife? Am I fighting the world and leaving behind a prestige in history?

Or do you not step on martial arts, and live like ordinary people?

Seem...... There is no choice, born in the Lingyu Continent, it is destined to be aura!

Is there an afterlife?

If the heavens forgive, who wouldn't do it?!

Who...... Not for!

The last consciousness was swallowed by the endless magic light, and a generation of proud top powerhouses, sword blades, fell!