"Battle"

Under the guidance of Luo Fanchen, the phalanx changed into a sword tip and fell behind Kang Ziqing. A sky-high sword qi descended from the sky, based on Kang Ziqing, enveloping everyone. Kang Ziqing's body changed, and he rushed straight forward, smashing the remnant spirit in front of him with sharp knife qi, and without waiting for the remnant spirit army to react, he fled forward.

Dozens of powerful attacks followed, blasting towards the army in front, two afterimages flickered, behind Kang Ziqing and the others, a dark black iron hammer cut through the void, and descended towards Kang Ziqing at the front, one after another thin red lines were connected, changing its landing trajectory, and a wide sword shadow slashed towards the army, across the sky.

I saw Kang Ziqing suddenly stop his figure, the demon eye on his forehead opened and closed, and the dark gold chains locked the two people above, and then, he continued to flee forward, and in the sea of his consciousness, a powerful qi machine rushed in his direction, locking him firmly. And at the moment when the demon eye opened, the two of them were scattered.

The dark gold chains were connected to each other, forming six wide dark gold chains, which stretched across the air, and transparent rays of light passed through the chains, blocking the two remnant spirits. A remnant spirit held a broken sword in his hand and slashed towards the chains in front of him, and powerful sword rays fell on the chains, making a clanging sound that resounded all around.

The other remnant spirit held a black iron hammer in his right hand and blasted forward, a flash of light, removing the strength of the hammer. In the eyes of the two remnants, the distant figures of the army were reflected, and wisps of red flames erupted from the eyes, and the flames enveloped the figures of the two remnants, only to see their breath rise rapidly, getting closer and closer to the edge of the tribulation.

Suddenly, an old man appeared beside the two remnant spirits, he was more condensed than the remnant spirits around him, and his dark eyes flashed with brilliance, and quickly disappeared after a moment. A sky-high sword qi emanated from him, and the sharp sword light broke through the dark gold chain network in front of him, and his figure flickered, directly crossing the distance of three thousand meters in front of him, and chased after the figure in front of him.

A red leaf appeared on the top of Kang Ziqing's head, and the blood-red veins flowed rapidly on it, but it was the body leaf of the three-color flower, and the power of the rules flowed on it, born and raised, accumulated for tens of thousands of years, its strength was not weaker than that of the ordinary Tribulation Strong, but it was often hidden and rarely revealed its own strength.

The old man landed in front of him, blocking his way, he already had to fight, the red leaves were suspended above his head, and the blood-colored lines hung down, like a red canopy, and a sword blade descended straight to the sky, as if to break through all the obstacles in front of him, and its end point was a cracked sword in the old man's hand, which was full of cracks, and a faint spiritual rhyme emanated from it.

And in the heart of the old man, there is a deep hole, which is full of black gas, and it is emitted from it, such a fatal wound and severe poison make the person in front of him fall, and I don't know how fierce the battle was, sending such a strong man to hell.

The slash slashed towards the sword, and before the fifty-zhang sword light touched the sword, it shattered one after another, the origin armor condensed on his body, and the red leaves blocked towards the sword blade, and the red veins revealed from it, turning into a huge net, advancing layer by layer, faint rules fluttering on it, and a vague sharp corner suddenly condensed out, and headed towards the sword.

The space seemed to stand still in an instant, everyone stared at the collision above, a spatial crack flashed at the collision between the two, quickly disappeared, and a boom sounded in everyone's ears, and a touch of red appeared in the ears of thousands of soldiers, and there was silence all around.

The blurred sharp corners dissipated, and the sky-piercing sword blade was dim, and it continued to slash towards Kang Ziqing, and the slash fell forward, destroying the remaining sword rays. "Lock Spirit", dark golden chains appeared between the old man's neck, and they tightened suddenly, and one after another sword qi passed through the chains, shattering the chains into several pieces, falling downward, and falling into the void without a figure.

A wide palm appeared above the army, quickly growing in size, obscuring everyone's view. Kang Ziqing looked up, "Chop me", a crack appeared at the heart of his soul, and an illusory, gray chain extended from the handle of the slashing knife to the mouth of his heart, his body changed, attached to the body of the slashing knife, and a black light flashed, piercing a crack in the palm of the upper hand.

The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, as if he was puzzled, puzzled, and put away his palm, this is the instinct of the body, even if he is dead, some memories imprinted in the deepest part of the body have not disappeared, such as the sky-covering hand in front of him, a move in the heaven-level inferior attack palm, combining the power of the physical body with the power of the divine sense, the power is powerful, it should have a miraculous effect, and it was unexpectedly broken.

The old man stared at Kang Ziqing, who was staring at him, his feet were illusory, and the illusory lines were condensed under his feet, and afterimages appeared in this space, making it impossible to figure out his location, and dozens of palm prints suddenly appeared, blasting towards Kang Ziqing and the rear army.

Kang Ziqing's mind flashed a bright light, it was not that he did not have a solution to the other party, but after using it, his own strength would decline rapidly, and in the dark night full of dangers, weakness was equivalent to death, feeling the thick dark clouds over the sea of knowledge, and the sea of knowledge still did not make the slightest wave.

"Demon body", an illusory shadow appeared above his head, quickly condensed, the shape of a hundred zhang was no less than a mountain, the origin armor was draped on his body, his right hand held the slash, like a god descending to earth, the dark eyes looked at the old man suspended in the air, the slash slashed downward, the body became larger, his strength increased geometrically, at this time, the blade fell like the Nine Heavens Milky Way fell, extremely fast.

The old man looked up at the huge figure of the other party, the sky-high sword qi condensed on him again, and the sharp sword rays scattered in all directions, like a sword mountain, full of sword qi, making it impossible to look directly, he flew upwards from slow and fast, facing the rapidly falling blade, without a trace of fear, a sword shadow appeared on his body, brilliant and colorful.

Behind Kang Ziqing, 10,000 sergeants turned pale and fell downward, Luo Fanchen had a silver-white battle armor, his face was also pale and fell downward, his body had lost the slightest source of energy, but fortunately their physique was much stronger than ordinary people, otherwise they would fall from a height of nearly 100 meters, and they would become gods without falling into meat sauce. The sound of bangbangs sounded one after another on the ground, blasting the wasteland out of deep pits.

The blade fell on top of the old man's head, and the sword and blade quickly collided, and a spatial crack appeared at the bombardment, swallowing up the scattered edges around him, bending back and forth in the space several times and hiding in the void. Kang Ziqing's right hand slashed downward, and the huge ferocious force blasted the old man downward, directly breaking through the ground, and a deep valley suddenly appeared on the wasteland.

Kang Ziqing's figure quickly illusory, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he held his right hand on his crutches, keeping his body from falling backwards.