Chapter 192: Victory or Defeat!
Chen Xiaomo looked at Bai Ke and said with a smile: "I know you are very unhappy, since this is the case, let's fight, I win you and I go, I won't stop you if I lose, as long as you don't snatch the inheritance of my Qingyun Sword Sect!"
Bai Ke looked at Chen Xiaomo and nodded, then let's fight, if I lose and return to the Qingyun Sword Sect, it can be regarded as going home!
On the savage jungle, the sword in the hand of the swordsman started a battle under the ancient wood, the sword domain spread instantly, and the surrounding heaven and earth turned into a world of swords. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info has no beginning and no end, endless sword light, crisscrossing in the realm of the gods, the ultimate in the sword, reappearing today, gorgeous and sinking. In the midst of the battle, the void could not bear this extreme sword power, and it dissipated for no reason, disintegrating inch by inch, and falling. Hundreds of zhang away, the demon beast that sensed the breath of the human hurriedly retreated, avoiding the ever-spreading Sword Divine Domain.
In the sword domain, Chen Xiaomo's figure disappeared in an instant, the god domain bonus, speed, and sword momentum increased rapidly, and before he could return to his senses, the sword blade had already swept away. The sword that is close at hand, the peak is exquisite, although there is no killing opportunity, but it is still extremely powerful, and the swordsman is not allowed to show mercy.
Bai Ke raised his sword to meet it, the light and shadow were overwhelmed, the cold air was agitated, and the sword, which was also as fast as the afterimage, drew a neon color in the sunlight through the leaves, and shook the sharp green wood. The two of them are both swordsmen, and the cultivation on the sword has reached the limit of Jindan, and between the sword blades, the mighty spirit lasts forever. "This kind of feeling is nostalgic" Bai Ke showed a rare smile on his face, the black sword was displayed, his eyes were full of frost and frost, the sword danced in the sky, and a sword forbade immortals. With a bang, the two swords collided, and the torrent of anger swept open, and in the sword domain, the earth sank, and pieces of heaven and earth collapsed, turning into nothingness.
"The swordsman of the Qingyun Sword Sect is worthy of his name" Bai Ke's expression was full of respect for his opponent, such an opponent was only seen in his life. There is a little emotion, and there is a little bit of facing it, the two people who are fighting in the void, the aftermath of the war is constantly filling the void, the Yuan of Extreme Martial Arts is spreading, and the law is difficult to repair the defects of heaven and earth. The pinnacle of the sword duel in the world, the sword domain gradually collapsed in the aftermath, seeing that the divine domain was about to dissipate, the scattered sword light suddenly galloped back and condensed into one. "Swordsman, Zhu Xian" Bai Ke pointed at the sword, his mana rose, the terrifying sword was pressed and swung, and the void that was about to be restored collapsed again in an instant, and the barbaric earth fell ten zhang. A sword in the world, the sky and the earth are vast, the eternal sword qi gathers in the void, and a simple sword manifests and slashes the sky.
The sword that transcends the limit descends on the world, in the distance, in the sword frame, the Aoki sword feels it, constantly trembling, and wants to break free. Chen Xiaomo frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the green sword returned to its sheath, and the boundless scorching sun stirred, blocking the restless Aoki. At this moment, above the void, the sword move is about to fall, and it is too late for the white guest to collect the move, and the earth-shattering sword comes to the world with the momentum of destruction. Aoki returned to calm, Chen Xiaomo looked back, looking at the ancient sword of destruction falling from the sky, the red sword turned, the dazzling rainbow light rose, and a sword rose to the sky.
The two swords collided, and the silence was instantaneous, and then the sky and the earth were shattered, and the aftermath of destruction spread sharply, devouring everything that passed. On the ground, the formation patterns quickly recovered, stabilizing the constantly shaking mountain. Outside the battle, the lewd stick who fell into a deep sleep for some reason, his closed eyes slowly opened, and after a short period of confusion, he gradually regained his clarity. In the distance, in the disintegrating heaven and earth, the aftermath dissipated, and a drop of blood fell from Chen Xiaomo's hand holding the sword, staining Zhu Yan's sword blade red. On the other side, Bai Ke looked at the former's injured hand and respected it in his heart, however, the sword blade in his hand did not stop at all, and the best way to respect the opponent was to go all out, but to stop halfway.
The rising sword intent is becoming more and more dazzling, and the next move is the sword that determines the victory. "Sword" and "main line" a sword eleven, the sword light gushes like rain, straight into the sky, dazzling, the most perfect sword, the creation of heaven and earth, in an instant, a radius of thousands of miles, the sky has lost its color, only the sword light lasts. Sword Eleven appeared, and in the middle of the battle, Chen Xiaomo looked at the sky, and his calm eyes had a touch of brilliance. "This sword of yours is worthy of being a perfect move to exhaust the limits of what you have learned in your life, but" As soon as the words fell, Chen Xiaomo stepped on his footsteps, plunged into the air, held his left hand, and a mouthful of sword light rose to the sky. "I don't have more than this kind of sword" Aoki Xianfeng, blood and qi coiled, the dragon roared in the same sky, and the universe changed color. The sword of "Derived from the Burning Sun, the Scarlet Firmament" turned into a huge storm of sword streams, which continued to spread, colliding with the perfect sword in the world. But when he heard an earth-shattering collision, the bipolar violently devoured, and the terrifying aftermath swayed, and the entire heavenly heaven above the Holy Land instantly turned into black nothingness, engulfing all brilliance. Aoki fell, returning to the sword frame, and on the other side, the black sword also fell from the sky and slammed into the earth.
"Hehe, if the winner is not scored, it is not the last sword"
Bai Ke picked up the sword, turned into crumbs on the ancient wood, the swordsman who passed by in an instant, the white clothes were calm, the black clothes were dignified, the same sword was on the peak, one was dazzling, the other was as experienced as a demon, different swords were on the road, thirty years, the wind and rain knew themselves. Above Aoki, the fierce air turns, even if the blade of the sword is open, the power of Aoki is still not an ordinary divine weapon. With Aoki in hand, Chen Xiaomo's blood and qi mana rose around him, without any hesitation, using the ancestral dragon's bloodline as his strength, the ancestral dragon's essence and blood catalyzed the ancestral dragon's bloodline, the black hair turned red, and the blood-colored long hair flew in the wind, dazzling and abnormal.
Chen Xiaomo stared at him, and with a soft drink, the dragon roared to the nine heavens, and the red hair that danced wildly rolled upside down, and the terrifying aura spread one after another, and the whole power converged, and the peak was the only one. In an instant, Aoki started the battle, facing the sword used by the white guest side, and then showed his amazing ability. The killing sword light crisscrossing the sky erupted with terrifying coercion, and on the ancient wood, the sword qi was monstrous, sweeping hundreds of zhang. With a bang, the two swords clashed, the green sword scorched in the sun, and the entire ancient wood jungle was overhead, and the ancient trees burned, forming one sea of fire after another. An instant later, the sword light overflowed, and the burning sea of fire disintegrated and flew into the sky. The sound of the sword sounded, the sound reflected the remnant sun, leaving behind all other thoughts, for the first time to be able to do the fate of the whole mind, no more burden, no more protection, only the sword, dazzling. "Sword Annihilation" Bai Ke lifted the sword and broke the sky, the hundred zhang void collapsed, and the shocking sword power roared in the sky, it turned out that there was such a sword on the sword, it turned out that the current sword of the Qingyun Sword Sect was not just a murder weapon. "The sword breath is pure, you didn't disappoint the ancestors of the Qingyun Sword Sect"
The bipolar collision, the passage of time, the collapse of time and space continue to spread, ten miles, hundreds of miles, only endless nothingness. In the aftermath, the blood on the arm of the black-clothed figure continued to flow, staining the sword body red. The clear result on the sword has long been known, but the moment the sword is defeated, it is still melancholy and inexplicable. The green wood returns to the sheath, the heaven and the earth return to calm, the ancient wood, the scorching sun dissipates, and the starting point is green again. Chen Xiaomo stepped down into the void, looked at the white guest who followed, and said calmly, "Remember what you said." (To be continued.) )