"This time, it didn't work out as you wished."

Feng Qingyang roared, attracting the power refined by the bloodline of the Corpse King, fighting against the traces of the law in the sky.

Shi Huang's knife trembled slightly, and every time it could diffuse a Dao rhyme visible to the naked eye, like ripples after the ripples had spread, swinging at will.

However, under this last collision, there was no chopping melons and vegetables as imagined, there was only a roar and a backshock, and the strength of this force made his right hand paralyzed.

Although he suppressed the tremor of his arms, others might not be able to see it, but where would Feng Qingyang not know?

It seems that he is the real Xiaoqiang, the more he fights, the more courageous he is, he has swallowed all things in heaven and earth, and even the countless true spirits and fierce beasts derived from the Heavenly Dao.

"You hate to be strong," Feng Qingyang spoke, his steamed hair moved with the wind, like a thin needle, rubbing the void with a buzzing sound, like a king of the world, invincible in the world, he walked towards the stone emperor step by step.

This super strong man who is so powerful that it is comparable to an era has to be divided into one and two with him, and he has to prove that there is life and death, who lives and who dies?

When the power reaches the point where they are, there will no longer be a grappling like an ordinary monk, unless it is evenly matched, otherwise, it will definitely be a quick knife to cut through the mess, without the slightest drag.

Between every step, the wind was clear and exuding endless light, and the power of the Dao was overflowing, and his dantian world was even more devoured at this time, and the coercion it exuded was already close to the Holy Venerable.

The perfection of the dantian world also allows him to have earth-shaking transformations in every breath, and the bursting light is fully vented at this moment.

"Do you think I have no means to deal with you?" Shi Huang's face was gloomy, and the wind was clear and strong, which was beyond his imagination, originally with the golden knife, he could be killed with three swords, but he never thought that the last knife would fall with such a result.

Feng Qingyang nodded, the coercion dominated the world, the rage was boundless, Feng Qingyang turned the sky with his hands, and the Void God that was full of all directions, Dao Yun, compressed it in the palm of his hand, surrounded by purple light, full of the power of the void.

In the end, Feng Qingyang no longer spoke, but laughed, compared to the coldness of the Stone Emperor, he didn't seem to care, his body flickered, and the condensed purple light poured out, shocking and killing the Stone Emperor.

Feng Qingyang's shot is also more ruthless, with the way of others to govern the body of others, under the shot is to do all his strength, raise the sword, hold the sword in one hand, raise the other hand, the fivefold sword mountain roars out between the spins, shooting out up to ten thousand zhang of fine light.

These sword lights, extremely powerful, seem to have their own life, a trace of the breath of creation, terrifying and boundless, with the rhyme of destroying all things, and go straight to the Stone Emperor.

Almost at the moment when the lightsaber approached, Feng Qingyang's eyes glared: "Seal!"

With these words, the sky suddenly stopped, the absolute prohibition, locked the rules, here is his absolute defense, the three artistic conceptions can punish the sky, not to mention this self-slashing young saint?

The faces of the people changed, and in their eyes, this sword, the creation of heaven and earth, was like a ghostly eagle, reproducing the glory that belonged to him. The crowd cheered, Feng Qingyang never disappointed them every time, although he was suppressed by Tianwei and Shihuang, but he was still proud of the crowd and did not lose any of his majesty.

Thousands of sword lights rose into the sky, this scene was too terrifying, the strongest and most terrifying corpse king's bloodline reappeared in heaven and earth, revealing his absolute strength, overwhelming and sweeping all directions.

In the era of the end of the law, the glory that belongs to him will not be reduced by the catastrophe, the wind is clear and roars, and he takes advantage of the moment when the artistic conception of the seal suppresses the stone emperor, just like what the other party did before.

The heavenly essence staggered along with the sword light, and this time, it blinded everyone's eyes, and they couldn't look directly until a long time passed, when they looked up at the sky.

The originally arrogant and uninhibited Stone Emperor was immediately torn apart, and the essence that spread with it was devoured by Feng Qingyang mercilessly, killing two young saints who had slashed themselves, and the foundation accumulated by Feng Qingyang and the avenue devoured by the dantian world had made him extremely strong.

Boom Boom!

The wind is clear and the means are against the sky, and everything is wiped out under this sword, who in the world can compete with it? Even the young saint who slashed himself still hated this.

Under this furious sword aura, it pierced through the void and directly crushed it to know the chaos, a seemingly simple sword, in fact, the moment he slashed down, there were at least thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of swords, so fast that the final ten thousand swords were one.

He walked the universe, from the original wandering and helpless floating, into the sea god needle, he can turn the world upside down with his hands, the runes flicker, and the destruction is easy.

"It's so powerful, Gu Huang is so defeated that he doesn't complain. The Pavilion Master of the Duobao Pavilion said softly, there was an angry roar from the heavens and the earth, and the shattered Stone Emperor appeared from the void, and his Holy Venerable was unreserved, wanting to sweep the wind and clear it.

was furious, everyone thought that Feng Qingyang had touched his bottom line by breaking him into thousands of pieces, and now, I was afraid that he would have to bear the thunderous anger of the other party.

The audience gasped, hundreds of millions of living beings were in despair, and the young saint who slashed himself with a knife can still resist it when the wind is clear, so now that he has returned to the position of the saint, can he still resist it?

Shi Huang's face was cold, he was broken into thousands of pieces by Feng Qingyang, and devoured his incarnation power, this was a naked slap in the face to him, the other party was obviously meat on the pallet to him, but who knew that there would be a ninety-degree reversal of the situation?

"Shihuang, it's time to make a move."

Feng Qingyang's face was pale, his body swayed in the void, and he faced the Stone Emperor who had restored his position as a Saint Venerable again, and he seemed to be still some distance away from him.

The phoenix in his chest soared, and the flames soared into the sky, enveloping his whole body, and he felt reborn at any time, and, under this raging flame, there was also a fist-sized fire phoenix, which swirled around the wind Qingyang, and finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

"I dare to promise, you don't dare to kill me," Feng Qingyang was not afraid, raised his head and glared angrily, this person was hardly his opponent except for cultivation, he was even more confident, once he survived the emperor's tribulation, he would definitely be able to easily crush these so-called saints.

He had already felt it, he felt the great transformation he was about to usher in, it would be unprecedented, shaking his clothes, clanging, just like his arrogance, which would not be diminished by the compulsion of the might.

"The wind is clear!" the Stone Emperor shouted angrily, and the sky shook with a thought......