"You're much more hurt than I am. ”

A voice of indifference and strong confidence also sounded in this extremely terrible cry at the same time.

Shen Xuan couldn't believe that he could survive the killing game just now.

But he did live.

And he understood that the biggest reason why he was able to live was not because of Zhan Maha, but because of the number of swords that Ding Ning slashed out.

Although he was alive now, he felt that he had died many times since he entered the ancestral land.

Coming back from the dead gave him unimaginable confidence.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He drew his sword.

The gray and blood-colored natal sword in his hand seemed to disappear into thin air the moment it was slashed out.

However, at this moment, a layer of ash appeared on the fragments of the Xuanyue scimitar that had been shattered into countless pieces.

It's like gray moss growing on a damp tile, but on the gray moss, there is some red, just like a red core grows out of these gray moss.

At this time, Shen Xuan was seriously injured, but because he had great confidence, the sword intent of this sword was actually the most perfect sword intent after he became the master of the Great Floating Water Prison.

The gray moss is filled with endless dark smells, but it also contains a sense of unrestrained joy with wings flapping high.

These two completely different flavors rushed to Zhan Maha's body at the moment when the natal object of Zhan Maha was damaged, and before he could completely cut off contact with himself.

Zhan Maha swiped his right hand and fingers, and in the midst of the terrible scream, a sharp sword intent flew out diagonally from his abdomen, and the already thin heaven and earth vitality in his body was frantically squeezed out by him.

Puff puff puff......

The shattered scimitar shards seemed to burn, emitting a golden glow that burned all the mottled gray moss.

However, at the same time, Zhan Maha let out an even more terrible cry.

His eyes were filled with grayness.

It was as if his eyes were covered by a thick layer of moss.

He was blind.

In this kind of space, where perception may not be accurate, blindness again is a complete loss of judgment of the outside world for a cultivator, not to mention that the true yuan and heaven and earth vitality in Zhan Maha's body have been squeezed to the limit.

However, at this moment, Ding Ning, who was barely sitting up, also sighed, stretched out his hand to bring a faint sword intent, and said at the same time: "Eclipse!"

This is the strongest sword among Shen Xuan's sword strength, and using it at this time will definitely affect his injuries and cause more damage to his body.

However, sensing the whereabouts of Ding Ning's faint sword intent, Shen Xuan did not hesitate, and with a low shout, his disappeared natal sword appeared in the air, and with Ding Ning's sword intent, it flew almost straight into the sky.

Dense and uneven mottled marks suddenly appeared on the red and gray sword, as if the years had eroded the sword.

There was a soft pop.

A circle of qi visible to the naked eye spread out above his sword, first a white qi wave, and then a golden circle of light.

Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing raised their heads with difficulty, and they were extremely shocked to see that above the golden aperture, there was still something falling in the air that had not looked like anything before.

That's a well.

It was the edge of the well under the giant tree that had disappeared.

At this time, the edge of this well emitted a golden light, just like the magic weapon of the legendary gods and Buddhas crushing the demon king, full of a majestic and vast aura that could not be resisted at all.

There was no sound.

Shen Xuan's natal sword passed through the center of the well, and the two didn't seem to touch at all.

However, the tip of the sword passed through the upper edge, and the mottled marks on the sword body that had been eroded by time receded, as if it had been washed with water, and the whole sword was as clean as new, but it was violently shaken, and I don't know how many times it shook in a breath.

The edge of the well fell, but the golden light quickly faded and turned gray, like gray moss.

Shen Xuan's body fell down, spewing out a cloud of blood mist, unable to support his footing anymore, and fell to the ground.

Originally, it seemed to fall extremely slowly in the air, but at this moment, it fell to the ground with a bang, and it was falling to the place where the ** spring disappeared.

With a dull loud bang, all the white sand at the bottom of the living spring, accompanied by the fragments of the falling Xuanyue scimitar, splashed up like a wave and swept out like a wave.

The tide surged a few feet in front of them before it finally ran out and fell to the ground.

Shen Xuan also began to cough violently, and with each cough, blood foam gushed out uncontrollably from between his lips and teeth, but he looked at Zhan Maha at the bottom of the golden pagoda and laughed.

Everyone could feel the meaning of Shin Hyun's laughter.

It's sarcastic, but it's more about rejoicing.

In this space, except for Shen Xuan's laughter, there was no other sound at first, and it suddenly became quiet.

Zhan Maha didn't look at Shen Xuan, leaning on the golden pagoda behind him, and he couldn't stand up at all, he just looked at Ding Ning like a real monster, and suddenly said, "Who are you?"

In the next moment, he suddenly laughed maniacally, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

Ding Ning did not respond.

At this time, Zhan Maha was at the end of his rope, and it was impossible to even make another sword, but he smelled a trace of danger in such laughter.

His brows furrowed slightly involuntarily, and the sword that had also fallen weakly in front of him flashed thin white flowers with difficulty, trembling, and fluttering with difficulty, like a dragonfly in the wind, flying towards Zhan Maha.

No matter what the meaning of Zhan Maha's laughter was at this time, he wanted to kill Zhan Maha as soon as possible at this moment.

"Broken the Peerless Wind and Rain Sword... Detach Zheng Sleeve's vitality from the Sword Mountain Sword, and use the prohibition here to seal the mountain... Kill Gu Huai, and then break the back road left by the Wu clan... and unleashed the sword intent of Wang Jingmeng... Wang Jingmeng's heir, is he really so strong, is he really stronger than the whole Tianliang?"

Looking at the remnant sword that flew towards him, the crazy look in Zhan Maha's eyes did not change at all, he laughed wildly and looked at Ding Ning, "But do you think that in this way, you can really break this game completely... Since I can't get this elixir of immortality with all my calculations, let's die together!"

In such a voice, when the Remnant Sword of the Last Flower flew a foot in front of him, the sea of qi in his body made a cracking sound.

The last of his devastating forces rushed out from behind him, breaking his spine and carrying flesh and bones with flesh and bones, and rushed against the golden pagoda behind him.

When there was a bang.

A hole appeared in the golden pagoda where he was leaning.