Xue Duxiu let out a strange laugh, pressed the hilt of the Yanshu Sword with his hand, and strode into the clearing.

Yao Hailei smiled, his body shook, and he also stood more than ten meters in front of Xue Duxiu.

Xue Duxiu pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and the two sword eyebrows suddenly raised, and he smiled and said, "Old Yao, one move decides the winner, how about it?"

"No problem!" Yao Hailei pinched the sword trick with both hands, and the dragon wound sword turned out from his purple mansion and pointed directly at Xue Duxiu.

Seeing Yao Hailei agree, Xue Duxiu grinned, suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, and the murderous aura all over his body was suddenly released, and the strong momentum actually formed a substantial wave of qi, blowing up all the sand around him.

"What a strong murderous aura!" Seeing this scene, everyone around them all changed their faces and retreated to the rear.

Xue Duxiu's murderous aura has condensed into a substantial hurricane, every trace of murderous aura contains his own sword intent, once it is touched, if there is no corresponding defensive measures, I am afraid that he will be completely strangled.

"Flame Dragon Thousand Flames Transform Ember Blade!"

Xue Duxiu let out a deep sigh, and the sword blade of the Yanshu Sword was magnificent, swallowing the sword spirit in the shape of the Yan Dragon.

And his whole person took a light stride forward, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared in place, teleporting to the top of Yao Hailei's head, and the sword blade carried the fierce sword spirit and slashed straight down.

Yao Hailei snorted lightly, and when Xue Duxiu released his sword spirit, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body also erupted with extremely domineering sword intent.

This sword intent was filled with an indescribable sense of majesty, like an emperor who ruled the world, looking down on all living beings.

When his sword intent spread out and enveloped the people watching the battle around him, everyone had an illusion, as if his body was shrinking, while Yao Hailei's body was constantly expanding and expanding.

At the same time, everyone with a weapon in their hands was shocked to find that the weapons in their hands actually let out a long groan at the same time.

Swords, knives, spears, bows, shields, hammers, and other weapons vibrated endlessly, as if they had been summoned by the king of the soldiers and were about to follow.

"What's going on?" a strong man looked at his natal weapon in surprise, this long sword that had always been only in his possession, was trembling at this moment, as if it was about to leave him.

The other powerhouses were also shocked, and many of them hurriedly used their skills to suppress the weapons and prevent them from leaving.

However, as the domineering aura in the sword intent released by Yao Hailei became more and more intense, the power of the summoning became stronger and stronger, and the struggling power of the weapons became stronger and stronger.

Finally, with a clanging sound, a seven-zhang spear broke through the air and flew above Yao Hailei's head.

With such a beginning, a large number of weapons broke free from the call of their respective masters, and frantically rose into the sky, levitating above Yao Hailei's head.

Staring at the vibrating Liyan Feng in his palm, Zhao Ling let out a long laugh: "You also want to fight, right?" Haha, since Lao Tzu's success, the number of times you fight has become less and less, go!"

As soon as the words fell, he had already let go of his five fingers and let the flame front rush into the sky.

Bai Yifeng's long sword, Rip's scepter and other powerful weapons soared into the sky one after another, forming a huge and incomparable weapon frenzy above Yao Hailei's head.

When Xue Duxiu slashed straight down with his sword in both hands, Yao Hailei took a deep breath, and then spewed out that breath, and many weapons above his head roared wildly, heading towards Xue Duxiu.

"Everything is my sword!"

Seeing the frenzy of countless weapons in front of him, a trace of excitement and madness flashed in Xue Duxiu's eyes, and the sword in the shape of the Yan Dragon above the Yanshu Sword was even more brilliant, and suddenly it swelled, and he even wrapped it in with a sword.

Xue Duxiu's combination of human and sword made the power of the sword greatly increase, and he directly broke through the blocking of countless weapons, and slashed towards Yao Hailei furiously.

"Haha, Lao Yao, even if you summon thousands of divine soldiers, it will be useless! These weapons are the things of the owner, but you forcibly transferred them, and they can't exert their due strength at all!"

Hearing Xue Duxiu's roaring laughter, the corners of Yao Hailei's mouth also showed a hint of a smile, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Is it? What about heaven and earth? What about nature? Everything in this world is my sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the ground under Yao Hailei's feet suddenly exploded, and endless sand and dust rose into the sky, each sand was an extremely sharp sword blade, and countless sand turned into countless sword blades, slashing into the sky.

When Yao Hailei slashed out this blow, an indescribable deep momentum rushed from under his feet.

This momentum is full of dry, furious, deep, and desperate atmosphere, as if the breath that has existed in the entire Sahara Desert for a long time has been guided by Yao Hailei.

This momentum rushed into the sky with an endless sandstorm, turning into a huge human face in mid-air, opening its huge mouth and rushing towards Xue Duxiu.

"Sahara? Old Yao, you actually use nature as your sword? good, good, good!"

Xue Duxiu laughed three times in a row, and the light of the sword spirit in his hand became more and more intense, violently piercing through the blades of countless sands, and even the violent human face evolved from the Sahara Desert was pierced by his sword.

"Lao Yao, if you want to compare the realm, you are far inferior to me! What about the Sahara? With a sword in my hand, one plane will be split by me, let alone the Sahara, which has a shorter history?"

The distance between Xue Duxiu and Yao Hailei was more than ten meters at first, but when Xue Duxiu teleported to the top of Yao Hailei's head, the distance between the two instantly lengthened to more than twenty meters.

And Xue Duxiu broke the weapon frenzy and sandstorm one after another, so that the distance between the two was quickly shortened to ten meters.

Seeing that Xue Duxiu continuously broke his attacks, Yao Hailei was not in a hurry at all, the dragon wound sword in his hand was slowly raised, the golden sword spirit condensed on the blade, pointed at it from afar, and said indifferently: "What about the Great Wall?

When he finished saying this, Xue Duxiu felt that Yao Hailei seemed to have disappeared, and in his place, it was a Xuanhuang Tianlong entrenched in the land of Kyushu.

The history of the Yanhuang nation is not thousands of years as stated in modern textbooks.

The Dongtu Imperial Family was formed trillions of years ago, and since then, the land of Kyushu has existed, and countless Yan and Huang people have lived in the land of Kyushu.

Working hard every day, smelling the sun in the east every day, and watching the sun set in the west every day, countless ordinary and ordinary Kyushu people have constructed a vast and long Kyushu civilization.

In history, the Dongtu royal family has experienced several catastrophes. Although there is no record in our book, the blood and tears of countless Kyushu people clearly record the calamities and sorrows that have occurred in this land.

The ravines on the earth are the scars of the people of Kyushu!

The surging Yellow River is the sweat of the people of Kyushu!

The winding and widespread Yangtze River is the tears of the people of Kyushu when they are desolate!

The ancient mountain of Kunlun, which goes straight to the sky, is the backbone of the people of Kyushu that has never bent!

Countless blood, countless tears, created the soul of Kyushu civilization, and the casting of the Great Wall of China has made this soul get its rightful existence.

Xue Duxiu used to be an Eight Tribulation Scattered Immortal, and his Yanshu Sword had destroyed countless planes and creatures, and countless nations and countries were destroyed in his hands.

But unlike the creatures that were once destroyed under his sword, the Kyushu nation is the largest nation in the world.

This is not just about the huge number, but about the long history, the precipitation of culture, and the emergence of outstanding people.

From ancient times to the present, in addition to the great worlds such as the human realm, the beast realm, the sea realm, and the cultivation realm, there are even more planes in the primordial realm that cannot be counted.

In these countless planes, I don't know how many peoples with a long history and a vast culture have been born.

However, life and death are the due laws of the cycle of all things, and a powerful nation that can defy the sky will eventually be washed away by the tide of time and become an embellishment of history.

However, the Dongtu royal family and the Kyushu nation are the oldest ethnic groups that have been born, and trillions of years are enough to make their cultural accumulation reach a terrifying level.

Xue Duxiu was able to split countless planes, but he couldn't destroy the Kyushu civilization.

Because this Kyushu civilization is the result of the innumerable luck of the heroes themselves, and the blood and tears of countless ordinary people.

Seeing that Xue Duxiu was about to slash into the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dragon with a sword, suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, the dragon-shaped sword spirit immediately collapsed, and the mud cow gathered into the pores of his skin like entering the sea.

Retracting the sword spirit, Xue Duxiu turned his body, twisted the castration subtly, and fell to the ground lightly.

"If you don't fight, you won't fight, Lao Yao, you won!"

Seeing Xue Duxiu suddenly admit defeat, everyone around him was inexplicable.

Although Yao Hailei and Xue Duxiu are only in the Yuan Shen stage, their realm has almost entered the Heavenly Tribulation Period, and the confrontation between the two is as fast as lightning, and all the qi and subtleties have been restrained, and outsiders can't detect it at all.

For everyone, it was obvious that Xue Duxiu was about to cut Yao Hailei with a sword, but he suddenly admitted defeat, which was really strange.

However, the people who can watch the battle are all people with extraordinary identities and outstanding knowledge, so naturally they will not think that Yao Hailei and Xue Duxiu have reached some kind of agreement, it must be that Yao Hailei is really good and forced Xue Duxiu to admit defeat.

Yao Hailei smiled, withdrew the dragon wound sword, hooked Xue Duxiu's shoulder, and the two walked back to the crowd with a smile.

It wasn't until they returned to the crowd that everyone around them came to their senses and chattered.

Zhao Lingshu waved his hand to recall Li Yanfeng, and said with a smile: "Yao Hailei, amazing!

Yao Hailei shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not enough to control ten thousand soldiers, if it weren't for the seniors who deliberately let the weapons come out, I would definitely not be able to summon them." ”

Bai Yifeng shrunk the long sword that flew back to the size of a palm, put it away as soon as he turned over his robe, and said with a smile: "Heroes are young boys, after you enter the Heavenly Tribulation Period one by one, I believe that this era will turn a page." ”

Just as Bai Yifeng, Zhao Lingsheng and others were talking and laughing with Yao Hailei and them, Little Satan and St. Diqi also entered the open space in the center one after another.

Saint Diqi can be said to be a genius and powerhouse born in the Holy See of Light, the Peerless Nine Heaven can suppress all evils, and he is very strong, and his mysterious scripture is even more terrifying, and he hit the Tiger Demon Zhao Xun with a single spear, making all opponents very jealous.

Little Satan is the strongest of the young generation of the Dark Council, cultivating the eighteen hells and evolving the eighteen calamities, if it weren't for the heavens, I am afraid that he would be able to have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Once the two of them were on the field, everyone around them couldn't stop retreating, for fear of being attacked by the aftermath of their battle.

It's not that they look down on Yao Hailei and Xue Duxiu, but that the fighting styles of the four of them are fundamentally different.

Even though the battle between Yao Hailei and Xue Duxiu was fierce, at most it occupied one place, and it was impossible for a battle that would spread thousands of meters.

But Little Satan and St. Diqi are both demonic and martial arts dual cultivators, and the horror of magic is its scope, if two people kill sex, the eighteen hells and the nine heavens collide, I am afraid that most of the Sahara Desert will be smashed into ashes.

Sure enough, as a strong player of the double S rank announced the start of the game, Little Satan and St. Diqi quickly started to move.

Little Satan usually dozes off with St. Dicki, which makes everyone think that the two of them have a very good relationship, and may even have some kind of bad relationship.

It's just that when they went to war, everyone consciously rejected this idea.

The two of them seemed to have a deep hatred, and they had just started to show their own unique skills.

Little Satan stepped on the dark magic array, endless demonic energy churned and rolled, and the eighteen hells emerged one after another, with despair, nightmares, fears and other negative emotions, and came to the world hideously.

St. Diqi was full of holy light, the nine heavens evolved into nine sky cities, countless angels danced, mysterious songs carried a mysterious artistic conception, and golden and white light rose one after another, suppressing all evils.

The two of them fought wildly, the eighteen hells were two in one, and they constantly collided with the Nine Heavens, and the violent power violently tore apart the void, and countless sand and dust were annihilated in an instant, and in just a few seconds, hundreds of square meters of desert were wiped out.

"Oh my God, they're only S-class, they're already able to tear through the void!" said a teenager in surprise when he saw this.

Beside him, an old man in a white robe explained in a whisper: "The two of them can only tear the void after their strength collides, and if the two of them work together, if they perform their mastery separately, I'm afraid they won't be able to tear the void." ”

"Even so, they are also terrifyingly strong, how can the double S-level be comparable to the S-level, they are just two S-level powerhouses, but together they can tear the void, they are worthy of being the peak of the young generation!"

The young man heard the explanation of the elder on the side, and couldn't help but argue.

There are not a few people with this young man's idea, after the attack of Little Satan and St. Diqi collided, they were able to tear the void under the sky, which shows how strong the strength of the two of them has become.

Little Satan and St. Diqi bombarded for more than ten minutes, and the strength of the two became stronger and stronger, and they completely entered a white-hot state.

The eighteen hells of Little Satan merged into one, evolving into an apocalyptic catastrophe that swept through the world.

The Nine Heavens of St. Diqi overlapped each other, and the Pure Land of Bliss suddenly appeared, suppressing thousands of evil spirits.

The Pure Land of Bliss and the Doomsday Catastrophe collide wildly, the forces of light and darkness represent hope and despair, the extreme yang and the extreme yin, sweeping countless deserts into the air and annihilating them into nothingness.

Suddenly, a white Bible appeared in St. Diqi's hand, which was the one he had used in the previous battle to defeat Zhao Xunna.

"God says that all darkness will be cast out and all evil will come to naught!"

"Judgment of Light!"

As St. Diqi chanted, the light in the scriptures shone brightly, turning into a white lightsaber, and the blade was wrapped in a blood-red viscous liquid, as if it were blood.

Seeing the lightsaber slashing, Little Satan roared violently, and the eighteen hells spun together, rotating around him, quickly merging into one, condensing a chain hammer.

This magic hammer is composed of a total of eighteen demon dragons, and each demon dragon is also transformed by a demon hell, each demon dragon bites the tail of the previous demon dragon, and the huge chain magic hammer exudes a strong aura of destruction.

"This is ......" Xue Duxiu saw the chain hammer, his eyes were half-opened, revealing a hint of solemnity, as if he had thought of something.

"Du Xiu, do you know that chain hammer?" asked Yao Hailei, turning his head.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the weapon used by the legendary Dark God, the destruction of the Demon Dragon, which was created by the Dark God after killing eighteen Demon Dragons!"

"Where there is light, there is darkness, and when the light shines brightest, the darkness is the most intense!"

Little Satan recited a spell in his mouth, grabbed the handle of the chain hammer, shook his shoulder, and swung the hammer towards St. Dicki.

"Has it begun?" St. Diqi looked at the hammer and was not surprised at all, but a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Spear of Judgment!"

Saint Diqi muttered softly, the Bible in his hand was full of light, and gradually, from the endless holy light, a slender ancient spear emerged, the tip of the spear pointed diagonally to the sky, exuding a strong holy aura.

"The spear of judgment, the spear that once killed Christ?"

When he saw this spear, Xue Duxiu jumped up suddenly, looked at this spear in surprise, and couldn't help but roar.

Holding the Bible in his left hand and the hilt of the ancient spear in his right hand, he shook it slightly, and the whole ancient spear suddenly shook out of the holy light, revealing the simple body of the spear and the tip of the spear stained with blood.

Looking at the ancient spear, Bai Yifeng said with a solemn face: "That is the blood of Christ, legend has it that the spear of judgment once stabbed Christ, the messenger of God, to death, and the tip of the spear stained with the blood of Christ can even kill powerful evil creatures!"

"Are the Holy See of Light and the Council of Darkness crazy?" the Dragon Emperor muttered, "It's just that they have taken out such terrifying murderers in the Championship Competition, don't they die for the sake of the champion?"

At this time, high in the sky, St. Diqi and Little Satan were both holding their own weapons, bombarding each other from afar.

At this moment, no one can fly into the air, the Spear of Judgment and the Destruction of the Demon Dragon have just appeared, and the aura of the two artifacts has already diffused, pressing everyone around them to unable to fly.

However, the few who could fly were unwilling to fly, so they ruined the battle between Little Satan and St. Dicki, lest the two people who could kill him go berserk and hit him with an artifact.