However, Gu Chuanxia is not an ordinary person after all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info Facing Xiao Feng's such a thrilling palm, he was not in a hurry, and his body twisted and turned into a phantom.

plus the real body, a total of nine shadows, eight were destroyed by Xiao Feng in an instant, and the real body was also hit by Xiao Feng, but the palm power was old, even if it hit Gu Chuanxia's body, Gu Chuanxia was just a surge of true qi, and the law fluctuated, but it was not a big problem.

Gu Chuanxia and Xiao Feng fought from early morning to evening, the sunset became redder and redder, and the green bamboos on the lakeside under the shroud were a little more gorgeous than they should belong.

The battle between the two has also reached a fever pitch, and the purpose has been forgotten by the two in the battle, and they enjoy the battle to the fullest, dueling to the death.

By midnight tonight, one of them must fall forever.

The fighting stopped abruptly and without warning.

Gu Chuanxia didn't seem to see any scars except for his messy clothes, but his internal organs had been broken, and all his internal organs were injured.

And Xiao Feng was covered in blood, and there were sword wounds all over his body, and one of them was at the mouth of his heart, if the sword blade was half an inch forward, his heart would be pierced by a sword, and the gods lacked skills.

At this time, they were no longer on the lakeside, but changed the location of the battle to a bamboo forest on the hillside of the lake.

There were already thick fallen leaves in the bamboo forest, and the fallen leaves were shaken down by the energy that overflowed from their battles, and they stepped on the fallen leaves, slowly walking forward, and the sound of their footsteps rustling.

Their footsteps are getting louder and louder, but their footsteps are getting softer and softer, because their mental and physical abilities can gradually reach their peak. The wounds on their bodies were forgotten by them, and the one who was alive after this battle would inevitably fall seriously ill, but they had no time to take care of it at the moment.

They are all waiting, and the moment they really reach their peak, they will make a move.

Whoever reaches the top first will strike first.

But at this moment, neither of them wants to wait for another opportunity, because they both know that neither will give the other a chance.

They shot almost simultaneously.

Gu Chuanxia didn't see how Xiao Feng made his palm, just as Xiao Feng didn't see how he made his sword.

In an instant, the weight of their flesh seemed to have vanished, and they became like the wind that could flow freely in the air. Their spirit transcends the limitations of time and space, their bodies are fighting, and their spirits are also fighting in another dimension. There seems to be no difference between palm and swordsmanship, and it is more like a confrontation of comprehension of the Tao.

Because they have completely entered the realm of selflessness, their spirit has transcended everything and controlled everything.

The sword light flowed, and the bamboo leaves fell down with broken blood. The blood on this is not only Xiao Feng's, but also the ancient legendary.

At this time, the long sword made by Gu Chuanxia with his true qi was inserted into Xiao Feng's chest, and Gu Chuanxia's own chest was also dented by a large piece, and his ribs were all broken.

But they couldn't see it. In their minds, everything in the world no longer exists, not even their physical bodies.

The only thing that exists between heaven and earth is each other.

The bamboo forest began to annihilate, little by little, inch by inch, and disappeared in this world, as if it had never existed. This is a manifestation of the condensation of power to the limit and the beginning of the rejection of all matter.

There is nothing in the world that can stop them from killing each other.

Bamboo forests are annihilated in patches. And the flowing sword light suddenly underwent a strange change, becoming heavy and clumsy.

"Ding", sparks splashed.

Gu Chuanxia's sword blade collided with Xiao Feng's palm, and it actually bloomed into a spark.

This is not actually a spark, but a spot of light splashed by the collision of true qi.

Gu Chuanxia suddenly stared at the blade of the sword in his hand, his eyes as if there was a flame burning, and as if there was ice condensing.

His sword was still in his hand, but all the changes had come to an end. He couldn't see a way out, and he couldn't see a direction. The guidance of the lonely sword intent to him has come to an end when the fourth sword he created himself is like snow, after all, the lonely sword intent is only one-ninth of Dugu's nine-ninth defeat, not the original sword intent of Dugu's defeat.

But at this moment, the sword, which had already come to an end, suddenly shook strangely. The body precedes the brain, and the sword of the ancient legend begins to evolve a new sword move, a sword move that he is completely unfamiliar with, but extremely familiar.

And that Dugu's sword intent also began to have a new change. There seemed to be another force in the dark, which was pulled and flew towards him.

In an instant, Gu Chuanxia's eyes were shining, and he suddenly understood a lot and understood a lot.

A certain sword intent that had been buried and had never been discovered finally broke through the dirt, projected its will into the spirit of the ancient legend, and then fused with the lonely sword intent.

The fallen leaves flying all over the sky suddenly scattered, and what was moving suddenly all stopped.

Absolutely still.

Apart from this constantly vibrating sword, there is no other life in heaven and earth.

Xiao Feng's face suddenly showed a shocked expression that shouldn't have appeared on his face. Except when Azhu died, he had never felt such fear, like a person being banished in boundless darkness, never seeing the boundary. It was an unknown, unspeakable death.

He suddenly found that he could no longer swing his palm. Because all the palm techniques, in front of such a sword, it seems that they can no longer play any role. Subconsciously, he actually learned the movements of the ancient legend before.

Backlit palm!

Xiao Feng actually learned a backlight palm in an instant.

"Resurgence!"

He slapped this palm inexplicably, as if this was what he should have been. He suddenly believed Gu Chuanxia's words.

Stir up the past and act on the present.

Xiao Feng's palm tried to interrupt some of Gu Chuanxia's comprehension, but this comprehension was uninterruptible, and it even transcended time. Above time and space.

Once that dark artistic conception recognizes the ancient legend, it can no longer be stopped.

"Loneliness is the most invincible... ”

"I see!"

"Dugu seeks defeat and hides the core sword intent here. Loneliness is only the shadow of invincibility, but when the shadow fills the sky, invincibility will also be pulled out. ”

The Ancient Legend unleashed the most powerful and unsolvable sword yet.

This sword transcends the ordinary, life and death, and its core is invincibility.

"I'm invincible!"

I am lonely, and I am invincible nature.

I have a sword in my hand, who in the world dares to be an enemy?

Gu Chuanxia slightly felt a trace of the feelings of being alone and seeking defeat in the past, and the sword he swung out unconsciously imitated the back that seemed to exist.

A sword pierces the chest.

Xiao Feng stood with his hands tied, a smile on his face.

"After all, you won!" Xiao Feng said with a smile.

"You already know how to backlight the palm, if you palm, it's me who dies. Gu Chuanxia said.

Xiao Feng said: "But what's the point of that? When I learned this technique, I understood that what you said was true. Only I can create such a technique, and only I can understand myself. If you had taught me this technique in the first place, I would have let you kill it long ago. ”

"But it's fun... ”

Gu Chuanxia said: "It's really happy! It's a pity that I can't drink with you." Saying that, Gu Chuanxia pointed to Xiao Feng's broken chest, and no matter how much wine he drank in such a situation, it would flow out.

Xiao Feng had a smile on his face: "There will be a chance, not now but in the future." ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Gu Chuanxia's eyes: "For me, your present is only the past, but my present is in the future!

(To be continued.) )