Danhong's not quite tall body slowly broke away from the battle platform and floated into the air.

The green silk dancing wildly, the tattered green shirt, and the golden eyes that are extremely cold are all venting the burning sky anger in their hearts.

As his body volleys into the air, the space around him seems to change in the rings of years, the vitality of spring is gloomy, the summer heat is scorching, the autumn is bleak and lonely, and the winter is cold, in an instant, the four seasons change, year after year.

Sikong Haoran held the mirage in his hand, stepping on the two qi of life and death, like a demon god rising into the air, and the realm of life and death shrouded half of the battle platform, isolating the erosion of the mystery of the years.

The momentum of his whole person was completely different from his previous miserable appearance, and the Xuanqi, vitality, and death qi of the entire Sword Sect and even between heaven and earth swept like a tsunami, and suddenly poured into his body.

The two qi of life and death in the body form a cycle of their own, just like a Taiji diagram constantly rotating, the originally interrupted purple gold unicorn essence blood forging body, and the medicinal power left in the body by the grandfather's body in the early years, the two seem to have received some kind of summoning, and they continue to seep out from the limbs and hundreds of remains.

In the viewing area, tens of thousands of Xuanhe, a group of peak masters and elders, all stared intently at the projection light curtain, the strength they showed at this moment was completely above the junior level of the Sword Emperor, and even some elders muttered in their hearts, if they fought with it, was it possible to win!

"Sikong Haoran, I didn't expect you to force me into such a situation, even if you have the power of mystery, you are still a clown in my eyes, rest in peace!" The gloomy voice seemed to come from the Styx of the Dark Realm, killing every word, and the golden eyes were like the impermanence of life-seeking in the night.

Sikong Haoran was strange and awe-inspiring, the mirage was in his hand, as if everything between heaven and earth was dust, looking at the grasshopper jumping in his sight, the corners of his mouth cracked a mocking arc.

Time and life and death, the two most powerful mysteries, released their most beautiful fragrance at this moment.

The years are silent, and they disappear without a trace!

The cycle of life and death, the replacement of yin and yang!

"Boom!"

The moment the two mysteries collided, the rules of heaven and earth order were disordered, and the entire space seemed to be cut by a sharp blade with countless cracks, and they were twisted together with a roar, and then shattered.

"Poof!"

Two blood-vomiting voices sounded in the collapse of the rules of order, and the two figures standing in the air took a few steps back.

Danhong's eyes were split, he snorted coldly, and stepped out with his right foot, as if stepping on the long river of years, the realm formed by the condensation of the mysteries of life and death was dimmed, and a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in front of Sikong Haoran.

Sikong Haoran's pupils shrank suddenly, shocking, and in the rapid retreat, the mirage slashed out with a sword.

Danhong's golden pupils leaked a trace of disdain, and the power of the years swept like the rushing Yellow River, wanting to annihilate this seemingly ordinary sword qi in the long river of years.

At this moment, the soul ocean sent out a death warning, and when he wanted to retreat sharply, it was too late, and this sword qi penetrated the power of the years and slammed into his body.

"Ahh

The terrible screams resounded throughout the Sword Sect, tearing through the sky, and hot blood poured out of his throat, flying back a hundred times faster than when he came.

"Bang!!"

The dazzling bloodstains left a poignant arc in the air, and Danhong smashed into the rubble like a 10,000-ton mountain, adding a bottomless pit to the originally torn battle platform.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out like a spring again, and the ensuing clicking sound echoed in Danhong's eardrums, which was the crisp sound of broken bones, which was not the most uncomfortable, what frightened him the most was that his vitality was cut off under this sword.

In other words, if Danhong can live to be a hundred years old, this sword will cost him ten years of life.

This is still Sikong Haoran's restraint, otherwise, this sword alone would be enough to make him die in Huangquan.

What he used was the sword move he comprehended from the ancient killing domain inheritance of the mystery of life and death, the art of killing.

This is also the third person who has been fortunate since Sikong Haoran comprehended the art of killing!

The long black and white hair floated in the wind, Sikong Haoran stood proudly in the sky, if it weren't for his strong soul power and mirage in his hands, the strange scene that happened just now almost made all his efforts go to waste.

With the passage of time and tearing the realm of life and death, it can be seen from this that Danhong's years have reached a terrifying level, "What a terrible opponent!"

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Kong Haoran looked down at the area covered in smoke and dust, and he could feel the faint breath, the vitality devoured by the mirage, part of which slowly seeped into his body, and where he couldn't see, the vitality flowing into his body was mixed with a faint line of scarlet blood.

"Wow... Senior Brother Haoran is so majestic, let me chop him to death, chop Danhong to death that bastard!" Ye Ziying cried with joy, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and shouted loudly in the direction where the Heaven Binding Array was located.

"This little witch is really speechless, is this sword an artifact?"

"Seconds of the sky, seconds of the earth, seconds of air!"

"This kid still has hidden means, and he is also against the heavens, what a terrible heart, demon! I never expected that in the final stage of the decisive battle, there would be such a big reversal, which I couldn't accept it at all for a while!"

In the viewing area, tens of thousands of mystics were in an uproar, and some of them were even shocked by the sword just now, as if their souls had been taken away.

"It's... The mirage is worthy of being an evil blade, and a single sword qi makes Dan Hong, whose strength is comparable to the intermediate level of the Sword Emperor, not have the power to parry at all!"

"Dan Hong's vitality seems to have weakened a lot, could it be that there is something wrong with this sword qi?" Chen Qi, who controlled the Heaven Binding Array, saw it most clearly, the moment this sword hit Dan Hong, his vitality also lost one percent.

"According to the classics, the Evil Blade Mirage can devour the vitality of others, but it also needs to be in direct contact, if my guess is correct, it must have a great relationship with the mystery of life and death mastered by Sikong Haoran!" Lin Feng looked up at the blood-colored stars in the sky, then turned his eyes to look at the Heaven Binding Array, and continued: "This decisive battle is about to come to an end. ”

Yang Qing's entire body was also trembling slightly, it was a manifestation of anger to the extreme, the evil blade mirage, this damn variable, the final owner of the original championship was his Shuangshi Peak, but he didn't expect that at the last critical moment, there was a change.

On the decisive platform of the Heaven Binding Array, when the smoke and dust cleared, a humanoid giant pit appeared in everyone's sight, the projection light curtain quickly switched, and tens of thousands of mystics saw a blood-stained figure lying in a pool of blood.

On his chest, there was a blood red, and a deep sword mark that could be seen was extremely dazzling, it was a wound cut out by the mirage sword qi.

Danhong's eyes were dilated, and there was a heart-rending pain in his body and soul, which made him sober up.

Feeling the condition in his body, the gloomy golden pupils bloomed with a devastating light, and the sound of his heart beating could be clearly heard by touching the sword marks on his chest.

He didn't ask himself why his body was so easily cut off, and he didn't ask himself why his vitality had died for no reason.

It was difficult to get up from the rubble, as if he had exhausted all his strength, but he just got off the ground and fell again, not discouraged, not giving up, only the endless killing intent.

"Sikong Haoran!" word by word popped out of the bloody teeth, the rickety body couldn't stop trembling, there has never been a moment when Danhong hated a person so much, and wanted to kill a person quickly.

As soon as the voice sounded, the Baizhang Heaven Binding Array was filled with a breath of destruction, the extremely rich killing intent, permeating every inch of space, a figure like a ghost, a sword in his hand condensed by the power of the years, as if through time and space, appeared in front of Sikong Haoran's throat in an instant.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

Sikong Haoran's powerful soul power locked on Danhong at all times, and the moment the aura of destruction appeared, the mirage slashed out a sword again.

"No!"

"Vertical Zier dare!"

Yang Qing roared angrily, and his figure suddenly appeared in the Heaven Binding Array, and the Sword Emperor's perfect breath slapped out with one palm, and the mirage sword qi appeared to stagnate for a moment, and then slashed through the obstacle and slashed at Dan Hong's body again.

"Poof!"

Blood gushed out of his throat like a spring again, and at this moment, he was thrown out like a dead dog, lying dying in the rubble, and the art of killing once again cut off his life. Sikong Haoran's already weak body, coupled with the fact that his attention was all focused on Dan Hong's body, Yang Qing's palm, how could he stop it at this moment, although it was cut and most of his strength was removed, it was still not something he could bear.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and his body was also violently knocked away, smashing on the cold battle platform, and hot blood dripped onto the body of the mirage sword.

"Buzz!"

Sikong Haoran felt a strong vitality coming from the mirage sword, slapped his palm to the ground, and his body rose into the air.

At this moment, his eyes were blood-red, and the green silk danced wildly, staring at Yang Qing gloomily, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"The extreme of life and death, the rotation of yin and yang, and the annihilation of reincarnation, is to kill. ”

An angry roar sounded from the depths of Sikong Haoran's soul, and the entire heaven and earth were filled with an extremely rich murderous aura, and the figures of Ye Chaoyang and Chen Qi all stopped in mid-air, unable to get any closer.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth are disordered, and the killing intent is rampant.

Sikong Haoran slashed towards Yang Qing with a sword, and the killing sword that pierced the sky came in an instant.

Yang Qing's eyes were cracked, and his soul was rising.

At this moment, he couldn't move at all, it seemed that between heaven and earth, there was a pair of invisible claws that grabbed his throat, and a pair of cold eyes pierced his entire soul.

"Ahh

At the moment of life and death, Yang Qing roared angrily and moved an inch to the right, and then, a scream far worse than Dan Hong resounded throughout the Sword Sect.

His left shoulder was severed at the root, and although he dodged the fatal blow, his vitality was also cut off by the sword.

The wrath of the mirage needs to be appeased with life and blood.

Even if you are a Sword Emperor Perfection Master, in its eyes, you are just a slightly more powerful grasshopper.

Yang Qing's body was ruthlessly shaken, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, the inky black green silk was silvery, his breath was sluggish, as if he was dozens of years old in an instant, his face was withered, and at this moment, he was as sad as a dead son.

If it weren't for Yang Qing's intervention, Danhong would have been abolished even if he didn't die, but at this moment, what is the difference between him and dead.

The art of killing even slashed Danhong into two lives, losing nearly twenty years of life, and the realm fell to the peak of the Great Sword Master's consummation.

His eyes, ears, nostrils, lips and teeth, and body were all spurting thick blood, his eyes were cloudy, his pupils were dull, his whole body was constantly spasmodic and convulsive, his cracked arms were raised little by little, falling, lifting again, falling again, and finally struggling unwillingly...

His arm was not fully raised in the end, and as the golden pupils finally collapsed, the arm that seemed to have been raised with the last strength and will of his life fell heavily.

The lack of vitality, the damage to the soul, Danhong's eyes that did not want to close, and the breath returned to silence.

Ye Chaoyang, Chen Qi, and Elder Wen Yu appeared in the Heaven Binding Array one after another, and this series of changes only happened in a few breaths, so they didn't have time to stop it at all.

Ye Chaoyang stood in the center of the great array, and the Sword Emperor's consummate aura locked onto the crazy Yang Qing.

And Elder Wen Yu Taishang was standing thirty zhang away from Sikong Haoran, the Sword Saint Primary Peak Aura condensed an invisible heaven and earth barrier in front of him, and a soul voice echoed in his ears, "Senior, please stop, Yang Qing has already been punished at this moment, if he lets this kid go crazy again, his martial arts foundation will definitely be damaged!"

Elder Wen Yu was not sure whether the mirage would care about his dissuasion, the word evil blade, but he personally understood its edge, and constantly scolded Yang Qing for being a waste and a fool in his heart.

He had already told him the murderous name of this sword, and he dared to shoot it, it was simply stupid to dig his own grave.

Yang Qing was furious, his right hand covered his left shoulder, and the killing intent on his body tightly locked on Sikong Haoran, if Ye Chaoyang hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed up long ago.

Perhaps in his subconscious, he didn't know that his life was saved by his severed left arm.

Elder Wen Yu raised his eyebrows coldly, and snorted coldly, "Presumptuous, Yang Qing, as the Sword Emperor's consummate powerhouse, you actually poisoned a junior in public, not only with terrible means, but also insulting the honor and disgrace of my Sword Sect. ”

"The rules of the grand decisive battle do not allow anyone to interfere, you are to blame, do you want me to invite you down!"

Yang Qing's soul ocean was like a lightning strike, a trace of hideous blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth, his trembling body, dark eyes, and boiling killing intent were like a dying demonic beast, locking Sikong Haoran and the evil blade in his hand, as if he wanted to carve his appearance into the depths of his soul one by one.

Glancing at Ye Chaoyang coldly, the severed left arm disappeared into the palm of his hand, and he picked up the faint Danhong and flew into the air in the direction where Shuangshi Peak was.

The mirage disappeared into Sikong Haoran's eyebrows, and his tired eyes slowly closed at this time, and the figure fell from the void and was held in his arms by a pair of hands.

End of chapter

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