Many of the monks changed their faces, and they looked at the collapsed sky in front of them with palpitations.

The moment when the mystery of kendo erupted, in a short moment, it was like walking on the edge of life and death, like walking on thin ice, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would hate it.

This is just the aftermath, they really can't imagine what Feng Qingyang, who was sealed in the center, is facing it, could it be that it is really as the Peerless Sword Saint said, the sky that is derived there is the world of the way of the sword?

Shen Shaoqing, Qian Yanli frowned, stared deeply ahead, and a strong worry flashed in his eyes, the strength of the other party's outburst, even he felt that his life was threatened.

Although Feng Qingyang is invincible and is the super overlord of the ancient era, the peerless sword saint is also the peerless Tianjiao of the ancient era, and the two collide with each other, which can be described as the tip of the needle.

"This time, you're not dead?"

Outside the firmament, the Peerless Sword Saint stood with his hands in his hands, and put the twin swords in his sheath, and the cyan robe turned into a dark red, which was the backlash he had endured, until he finally said to himself that it had caused a heavy blow.

This is a super supernatural power that ends up in the same move and loses both, although he is standing calmly in the void at this time, in fact, he is already at the end of the crossbow now, and he is afraid that a monk will appear at random in all directions, and he can easily blow it up.

Hundreds of zhang square, the void under the destruction of the Heavenly Sword Dao, formed an eternal void, here you can see the sky, even the starry sky, the stars that should have appeared above the head, actually appeared in this black hole, the magnificent landscape, shaking everyone's heart.

There was a faint blood stain on the corner of his mouth, although it was very faint, and if you didn't look closely, you would hardly notice it, but he was laughing, this was a kind of satisfaction, not killing Feng Qingyang and giving him the pleasure in his heart.

In fact, this trick has not even been used by himself, or in other words, the decisive battle with Feng Qingyang is the strongest magical power he has comprehended in this life, and it is also the first time he has used it.

A faint smile fell on the hundreds of millions of eyes who were paying attention to this place, all of which deeply engraved his face in his heart, such a peerless hero, who can really grow up, is afraid that he will directly and infinitely approach the position of the Holy Venerable, with them, how can the spiritual world be destroyed?

It's not a matter of different positions, but they're fighting constantly, giving hope to many monks who have compromised, I don't want to die, so no one can destroy me, right?

However, just when everyone's thoughts were different, in the sky in front of them, there was a sudden violent coughing sound, this sound seemed very tired, like an old man in his twilight years, he would be taken away by the breeze at any time to the last trace of life.

But when this sound appeared, everyone in the Quartet changed their faces again, their tongues were numb, they swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, looked ahead in disbelief, and their eyes were almost about to spit out.

After a short silence, the ancient monk suddenly erupted into a burst of enthusiastic cheers, even the two of them, who were not good at talking and laughing, and a trace of joy appeared on their indifferent faces.

And Mo Qianxiao was even worse, I don't know when he actually pulled countless female monks into a charming team, and everyone danced, dancing a stubborn and strong dance under the sound of the Tao.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive," Huzi was so excited that he burst into tears, he was naturally true temperament, although he seemed to be a little demented, but his heart was bright, quite the kind of people who laughed at me for being too stupid, and I laughed at the meaning that the world couldn't see through.

And the Holy Emperor and Gai Jiuyou, these two people also had slightly moist eyes, perhaps because they had been with Feng Qingyang longer than everyone else, so that their relationship was even deeper.

"Ahem...... cough The sound of coughing gradually became stronger, and a blood-red figure slowly walked out from the starry sky, he walked slowly, and he was about to fall down at any time, leaving purple-gold blood at the corner of his mouth.

He walked through the cyan world, everywhere he passed was the green lotus blooming, the delicate lotus leaves, diffusing the shocking breath of life in the heaven and earth, his demeanor, although it seemed embarrassing, seemingly fragile, but at this time, he was engraved in the deepest part of everyone's soul almost instantly, so that they would never forget, even if it was reincarnated and rebuilt, I am afraid that his figure would be deeply brought into reincarnation.

"I just said, how could he die? The little junior brother has long reached the peak of the limit on the edge of life and death, and compared to us, he has to see farther and think farther. Mo Qianxiao was in tears, but there was a smile on her face, watching Feng Qingyang walk out of the darkness, she almost didn't know how to express the joy in her heart.

The ancient, medieval, and ancient monks all looked at Feng Qingyang in a daze, and after a short period of noise, they fell into silence again, they didn't know how Feng Qingyang survived, but they also vaguely guessed a hint of possibility.

The wind is clear and sweeping, there is rarely a defeat, and he is invincible, he is the undefeated god of war here, how can he fall easily? If so, what qualifications does he have to claim the third will of the spirit world?

Half a year ago in the same place, Emperor Tian came with thousands of troops and horses, using all his life's learning and burning soul qi and blood, but he was still crushed by Feng Qingyang and blasted mercilessly.

Now, he once again used strong means, under this destructive star field, stubbornly survived, who said that if you attack, you will slaughter the other party? But when the opponent's strongest magic power can't help yourself, then you can call it invincible.

Emperor Tian is a bright Tianjiao in the Middle Ages, an undefeated myth, but he still hates in the hands of Feng Qingyang, and now just half a year has passed, and the ancient undefeated myth is only afraid that it will be buried under the name of Feng Qingyang. 、

He is destined to be strong all his life, suppressing all existences, destined to be invincible against the heavens, in just a few hundred years, he has risen in the spirit world, wandering on the edge of life and death, every time, he will grow, until he is now in the realm, no one can despise him anymore.

And he himself is a zombie, and his life is full of trouble, even the suppression of Heaven has not allowed him to fall completely, maybe someone is really protecting him secretly, but in the eyes of everyone, he has gone from the lowest zombie to the current position, everything is on his own.

"Young Supreme, undefeated god of war, eternal myth!" Countless people broke out in silence, cheering, adoring the wind Qingyang, this is their own witness to the rise of a person, no matter what race the other party is, but he, after all, belongs to this era in ancient times, and he is in an era, this is their honor,

"You are our legend!"