Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Bow and the Knife Are Exhausted

It turns out that the Arrow God Technique has never had a ninth form at all? It turns out that the Huangfu family has obtained the ancient magic is already complete?

No, such a statement is no longer true, because after millions of years of silence, Yishen created the ninth style, and this style is only for the Emperor of the Sword, for the "bow and sword"!

The bow is the bow of the god of Yi, and the knife is the Kunwu of the Sword Emperor!

The chaotic mist filled the entire sky here, and the battlefield of the First Demon of Eternity and the others also calmed down, and the deep eyes that looked through the eternal swept towards the Sword Emperor and the Yi God. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The mysterious strong man wrapped in black light wanted to make a move, but was stopped by the owner of the big bell, his face was wrapped in a chaotic atmosphere, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly: "This is the choice of God Yi, he can recover from this and wake up from complete death, and it is only because of this obsession." ”

The three of the Heavenly Emperor, the First Demon of the Ages, and the Saint King did not move, but just ignored all this, because they knew that the Sword Emperor who integrated the Dao of the Sword would definitely face this arrow alone, and no one could stop him.

"Young man, your journey is over, and Kungo will take you away. The old man's voice sounded from Jiang Sheng's heart, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable pathos, I don't know what a great thing happened in ancient times, why did the invincible emperor throw at each other? Why did the emperor cry?

"You are the Emperor of the Swords, but the younger generation will call him a master. Jiang Sheng said solemnly, the Sword Emperor taught the "Sword Classic", and evolved the sword scene for it, so that the carelessness of his sword advanced by leaps and bounds, and in just a moment, he surpassed the sword path that had been practiced for several months, preaching and teaching, and was worthy of the word master.

The Sword Emperor shook his head: "The future needs a young man like you to grasp it, if the Sword Sect is still established, but there will be disasters in the future, I just hope you can see my face." ”

Jiang Sheng's divine thoughts turned into a handsome young man, and he said solemnly: "Younger generation, remember." ”

Yi Shen laughed, his long black hair danced wildly in the void, the entire star universe was trembling, by a sign that it was about to collapse at any time, the horn of the avenue sounded, the divine light was shining, the silver bow was shining, a silver-white mark on his forehead flickered, and a blazing white halo hung down hundreds of millions of immortal lights.

He bent his bow and shot arrows, and only the Sword Emperor was left in his dark eyes, the bow was broken, and the jade was burned!

Kunwu wailed, the crimson blade trembled violently, it was made of the world's hardest divine stone, Kunwu stone, once in the hands of the Sword Emperor to kill all the gods and Buddhas, no one could stop it.

The Sword Emperor's expression was cold, and in the dark, it was as if a holy book had been opened, and the brilliant sword path luster burst out, shining on the Nine Heavens Dome and piercing through the long river of time.

"Sword Emperor!!" Yi Shen roared, losing his so-called emperor posture, his eyes showed a crazy color, his pupils became red, and the boundless killing intent fluctuated.

"Yi God!" The Sword Emperor shouted at the same time, Kun Wu slashed into the air, and the boundless sword path laws were intertwined into a vast sea of blades, such a terrifying power was going to penetrate the void, and the so-called space was already vulnerable to such a force, but extended to the legendary void space!

The light of the Open Heaven Sword and the brilliant arrows struck, and the incomparably terrifying power was intertwined, and all the matter was wiped out in the meantime, and the ultimate blow of the two peak emperors collided terribly above the Nine Heavens in this way.

In the midst of the brilliant Shenhua, the silver bow shattered, and the invincible immortal soldier cast by the Immortal Emperor had an unhealable crack in such a blow, and from the disconnection, the brilliance of the divine stone was dim, the emperor's law dissipated, and the Yi God roared, the black hair fluttered, and he faced the storm alone.

The millions of Nian Kunwu Dao who guarded the Sword Sect also suffered terrible trauma, and let out a wail in the void, and in the end, with a "click", it was cut off like this!

The black-clothed young man grabbed the hilt of the sword, floating and sinking in the terrible storm, the crimson divine light wrapped the young man's body, penetrating the heavy space, and from the young man's body, stepped an old body, he grabbed the blade of the Kunwu knife, and also stepped into the storm.

Jiang Sheng only felt that his body was trembling, even if he was protected by the power of the Sword Emperor and Kunwu Dao, his body had suffered severe trauma, he coughed up blood, and then his expression was in a trance, and the immortal will of the Sword Emperor had pierced his body.

He opened his pupils wide, and wanted to take one last look at the Sword Emperor, but his eyes were dark, and then the Kunwu knife handle in his hand used its last strength to pull him out of the eye of the storm, wrapping him and cutting through the time and space of the demonic land, like a meteor falling from the sky, and he didn't know where to go.

This is a terrifying scene that has never been seen in the past, the two invincible emperors launched the fiercest and most tragic struggle with their own avenues, even such things as the emperor's immortal soldiers have collapsed, and the hardest divine stone in the world has also been worn out, and the storm swept this piece of demonic land in an instant, shattering this small realm that was forged by the first demon of the ages with supreme means.

"God Yi. The mysterious powerhouse wrapped in black light called out, but there was no response.

"Sword Emperor, are you okay?" The Holy King was in the midst of a terrible storm, but it was only an aftermath, and it couldn't hurt him in the slightest, and his body finally shrank to the height of a normal person, and his voice was thick and conveyed to nothingness, but there was no response.

Both sides already knew that the Yi God and the Sword Emperor were already dead!

The god of Yi was killed by the Sword Emperor in the distant past, but the unwilling will never dissipated, and finally returned at this time, and the Sword Emperor also had the will of the Sword Dao to be immortal, stepping from the Eight Desolations, like fate, like fate, which lasted millions of years ago!

The small realm is shattered, and many emperors are located in the void space, and in such a space, even emperors cannot exist for a long time, and they will be worn out by terrible materials.

The ancient figure behind the Blazing Sun took the other two away, and the three of them stepped into the void, and the three of them did not pursue, because they were also wounded, and returned by means against the sky, with a terrible treachery.

The emperor has the end of ten thousand years, but they break the boundary, which is tantamount to going against the way of heaven and messing with the origin of the world, and there may be a treacherous change at any time, and such a treacherous change, even the emperor may not be able to bear it.

Jiang Sheng was unconscious, woke up from his stupor, moved slightly, but felt a pain that his will could not bear, his divine thoughts swept over his body, and he couldn't help but gasp.

The war was too fierce, even with the protection of the Kunwu Sword, he was also traumatized unimaginably, this invincible body in the realm of Jindan was almost cracked, and a terrible crack was created from within, if it weren't for the continuous emergence of divine blood, I was afraid that he would have died of exhaustion.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and found himself lying on an old grass bed, when a soft cry was heard, and a delicate girl stepped on the threshold: "Ah, you are awake." ”