"Either you die, or I die!"

The declaration of the Dark Sword made Chen Weiming's heart tighten, because according to his understanding of the other party, this sentence was by no means a casual remark, let alone a threat. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOnce you don't get the desired result, this is the inevitable result.

The declaration was a signal to do it, and as soon as the words fell, the Immortal Knife held the Black Knife of Death, attracting the death qi of thousands of troops in the Netherworld, and killed Chen Weiming.

In the inevitable battle, Chen Weiming also threw away all the thoughts in his heart, shouted, and the light around him flashed, and three figures rushed out, all of which were the clones he had refined before.

These clones are not ordinary puppetry, but real clones with their own intelligence.

One casts the spell technique, one casts the void array, and the other casts the spirit rhino sword, but it's a pity that such a clone can't independently cast the spell of the rune, otherwise there will be more than three.

Fighting alone, it became four to one in an instant, even if these puppet clones were far less powerful than his own deity, but under the same heart, they were quite useful.

Borrowing the power of the Netherworld, the Immortal Knife raised the power of the Great Immortal Knife to an almost qualitative level, transforming it into the Heavenly Immortal Knife, which was more powerful and the power of death erosion more terrifying. Not only did he have a sword, but he also rushed into Chen Weiming's body crazily.

In this way, anyone has to endure a lot of hardship, not only to guard against direct attacks, but also to be distracted from these deathly gases.

If you are someone else, you must fight and retreat, away from these places where the breath of death is dense. But Chen Weiming didn't seem to feel it, and let the qi of death rush into his body, and he didn't even expel it.

At this moment, he also urged all his strength to the extreme. One hand casts the Nine Swords and the Dragon, and the other hand condenses the sigil to cast the Qinglian Sword Song.

Qinglian Sword Song cooperated with other powerful swordsmanship, and he couldn't take a person from the same realm, which was unbelievable in the eyes of others, but Chen Weiming knew it, which was not surprising. Because others are in the realm of the Tribulation Period, but the sword moves are in the realm of the Void Period.

This is the sword technique that Li Qinglian performed in the Empty Netherworld, and what he comprehended and deduced was only in the Empty Netherworld realm, and he would always stay in the Empty Netherworld realm. I don't understand the sadness of swordsmanship in the true sense, so I can only do that.

The breath of death is connected to the heavens and the earth one after another, and the vast sea is layered layer by layer, and there are thousands of wild waves.

The battle between the two top Tribulation Period monks is crazy and extreme, making people see the almost chaotic waves of energy, but at the same time they are appreciating the details of the subtle entry of the two.

One move, one style, surging and surging, but it is just right to attack the opponent's weakest point.

The divine sense dispersed, and Chen Weiming saw the surrounding situation clearly with his eyes of delusion and truth. The battle between two people of equal strength is simply out of control, and everything becomes chaotic and clueless.

Under the considerable consumption, he became more calm. It is very thorough to analyze one move and one style, and it is also very clear that it is summarizing the law of the opponent's energy attack.

He cultivates regular Dao patterns, and calmness is the best way to improve his combat effectiveness.

During this year's time, he didn't cultivate, nor was he purely summarizing the comprehensions he had gained during these times, but he was thinking about some things about the law and the Dao pattern.

Too much of the time, he fights in other people's ways, and rarely really uses his sword to make patterns. The essence of the regular pattern is not to copy, but to find out the weaknesses of the other party, and then overcome them.

The monks around them were stunned and kept retreating.

"Unthinkable ......"

"Unbelievable ......"

"This can't be, how can there be such a power......"

sighed one by one, repeating these words constantly, his face was complicated, and he couldn't explain clearly, especially those top Tribulation Period cultivators.

They could have comforted themselves with the fact that these two people had learned the world's supernatural powers, so they were so powerful. But at this time, I finally can't help but admit that even if I don't have these magical powers, the height of these two people is not comparable to me.

The reason why a strong person is strong is not only supernatural powers, but also talent, heart, and perseverance...... Many, many, many, and so on. And these two seem to be all strong.

A minute, a quarter of an hour, an hour...... The battle went on and on, and it was surprising. With such a high-intensity battle, these two people can actually last so long.

The crazy bombardment lasted for seven days and seven nights, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth was chaotic, and even the order collapsed.

Seeing that the Heavenly Immortal Sword was about to be killed again, Chen Weiming suddenly waved his hand and collected the three puppet clones, stopping all the operation of the divine powers at the same time, and even retracting the long sword into his body.

The Wanyan Dao Wheel flew out, hovering overhead, the surrounding Dao patterns appeared, and the Death Dao Pattern formation reversed, greatly reducing the power of the power of death, and the Heavenly Immortal Knife slashed at him again.

He knew that the Mortal Knife would not stop, and the other party really did not stop.

"Ahh

With a loud roar, a metallic luster appeared on Chen Weiming's body, and the fusion technique made the surface of his body as hard as the ninth-level spirit weapon long sword, and let the big dark knife directly slash at his body.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the breath of death erupted, like a dark flower blooming in the void. When the energy smoke and dust dissipated, everyone was taken aback, and the Immortal Knife was stunned.

Chen Weiming's clothes were broken and extremely embarrassed, but it could be seen that he was not too seriously injured. This kind of suicidal behavior is...... survived.

"Didn't you ask me that my body is special?" Chen Weiming grinned: "I can tell you now, my body has the ability to evolve, and any energy attack, as long as it can't kill me and let me slowly adapt, it will become ineffective." ”

"It's a pity that your cultivation of the sword is far inferior to your comprehension of the Death Dao Pattern. Your death power is useless to me, and even if you don't die, I won't die!"

He knew the madness of the Blade, but he didn't want to really go crazy with him. The killer is lonely, a confidant is hard to find, he doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to kill the Mortal Knife, and this ...... It's the best way to end the fight.

The sword can't kill itself, and it doesn't kill the knife itself.

"Ahh

With a loud shout, another big sword slashed. The power of the death qi was greatly reduced, and the blade was sharp, but the power was limited after all, and it could not break the alternative sword body of the ninth-level spirit weapon.

"Give it up!"

In the chaotic aura of death, Chen Weiming shook his head: "Your supernatural powers are no longer useful to me. ”

He had fought with the Immortal Knife several times, especially the two knives in Wang Du, the death qi penetrated through his body, and with the seven days of fighting, the Tianyan Atlas had allowed him to easily withstand most of the death qi of the Immortal Knife. And this effect is constantly improving.

"It's nerve-wracking!"

The Immortal Sword did not panic, but shook his head with a smile: "Fortunately, I was prepared...... Did you know that in the Death Dao Pattern, there is also a supernatural power named ...... Sacrifice!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised the death black knife in his hand, and a terrible scream was immediately heard from the distant island. (To be continued.) )