The mirror of time stopped, Li Qinglian disappeared, and the sword maniac finally relieved himself and remembered the murder.

Without the mirror of time, the two are "calmly opposite". Holding two long swords, he urged his true qi to the extreme, and the fanatical Dao pattern surged, making his aura even more terrifying, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Pay for my brother's death!"

The eyes were red, as if they were ignited by flames, and the sword frantically urged one sword qi after another to kill, very domineering and violent.

Unlike the sword god's pure sword dao pattern, his swordsmanship is not light and elegant, it is full of domineering atmosphere, and it purely exists for killing and destroying. With such a sword qi, once it was hit, Chen Weiming would be seriously injured if he didn't die, but he was just ......

"It's late!"

Chen Weiming smiled slightly, his heart moved, and the Pangu Temple formation was just urged. Taking advantage of the pranayama time just now, his spiritual power had recovered a lot, and although it had not yet reached its peak, it was enough for him to increase the power of the formation pattern by more than ten times.

The Xuanguang fell like a starlight, and the vitality of heaven and earth was like a surging wave, one by one, one on top of the other, slowly weakening the power of the sword madness and domineering sword qi, and when he came to him, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, and it was powerless.

"Ahh

The sword roared furiously, he couldn't imagine that the other party was already capable of dealing with it when he didn't have much time. Can't delay, is the only thought in his heart, he must kill the other party.

With a wave of his hands, one after another sword qi was sent out in a slow manner, and when it gathered to thousands of daos, a roaring sound was heard, and all the sword qi condensed and killed Chen Weiming. This sword qi poured out ten percent of his strength, turned into a fierce tiger and attacked, gathering all the forces together.

Chen Weiming dared to be careless and urged the formation with all his might. Energize the entire temple. However, he did not condense into a ball and fight strongly, but let the energy in the entire Pangu Temple be entangled like spider silk, constantly weakening, and surrounding that sword qi. It's like two metal wheels frantically cutting each other, blooming with countless sparks.

When the sword qi was killed in front of him, he sacrificed two second-grade talismans and more than a dozen third-grade talismans, urging them at the same time.

A large number of thunder and lightning and ice ...... All kinds of energy were wrapped around in front of him, blocking the terrifying sword.

"Boom!"

The sword qi erupted, and the huge aftermath swept away, causing Chen Weiming to be directly bombarded against the wall like a blade in a raging wind. The throat was sweet, and a column of blood spurted out.

"See if you don't die!"

Finally made a contribution. The sword maniac was extremely excited, and he raised his hand to attack again.

"Then we will all die!"

Chen Weiming shouted, and he also let it go, took out more than 200 charms on his body at the same time, urged them all, and threw them forward. At the same time, he urged the formation in the Pangu Temple not to defend, but only to attack.

Then run the art of sigils, weaving various patterns and interweaving. Then smash it at the sword. These patterns are not just wind patterns and lightning patterns. There are also flame patterns and ice patterns...... Almost any pattern that Chen Weiming has imitated.

On the line of life and death, he can't care so much, how dare he hide, just kill the other party.

All the attacks were chaotic and disorderly, and there was no way to control them. In particular, the method of exploding the pattern is completely indiscriminate. Even Chen Weiming himself will not let go.

At this moment, there was no defense at all, and the moment he threw it out, Chen Weiming rolled on the spot and arrived behind a stone pillar in the temple. This time. If you can't kill the sword maniac, he will be the one who dies. If this pillar can't stop those terrible energies, he will still be the one who dies. At this time, he had no combat effectiveness at all, and his life and death were up to him.

"Then let's die together!!"

The sword maniac was also like a madman, desperately urging his true qi to the extreme, and slashed out a sword in the direction where Chen Weiming was hiding. He is called a sword maniac, and as his name suggests, he is not only arrogant, but also crazy. Especially for those who cultivate fanatical Dao patterns, they often don't think about their own safety at all when they do it.

At this moment, he only had one thought: it was enough to kill the other party, even if it was to die together.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The explosion of all the supernatural moves, combined with the energy of the Pangu Temple's formation, turned the entire temple into an explosive world, and everything lost order, crazy and terrifying.

"Boom!"

The sword qi hit the stone pillar, and after the explosion, it was beyond the expectations of the sword maniac. The stone pillar was broken, and not even a white mark was left.

"This ......"

I couldn't describe the surprise in my heart, I didn't understand how this seemingly ordinary stone pillar could be like this, and then he looked frightened and screamed: "No ......"

Dao pattern explosion, more than two hundred spells, formation energy, and the rebound power of the shattered sword qi he slashed, all of them had a terrifying effect, like a small beast that instantly grew into a giant beast in the wilderness.

A cry of pain disappeared in an instant. The rampant energy was madly poisoned in the Pangu Temple, as if it wanted to shatter everything. Chen Weiming curled up and hugged himself into a ball, trying to narrow the target.

The terrible catharsis lasted for a quarter of an hour before it stopped. After everything stopped in the Pangu Temple, Chen Weiming slowly found out his divine sense. After glancing at it, I couldn't feel the slightest breath of the sword maniac, which was a long sigh of relief.

With that kind of energy frenzy, I'm afraid that even the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator would be able to survive it, let alone the Sword Mania.

The small life was saved again, so that Chen Weiming inevitably felt that he would have the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and he was almost paralyzed. The things of the world are really hard to explain. In the past, he had always regarded sword mania as a big hurdle that he would face, and even thought about various countermeasures, but he never thought that in the end, it would be solved in this situation.

After being happy and relaxed, he felt the peace around him, and he inevitably felt a sense of loneliness.

Sword mania is a threat, but it's only a small hurdle. Zimidnight died in his own hands, the imperial royal family must get rid of himself and hurry up, Yanyun Pavilion wants to enslave himself forever, this is the big hurdle.

Especially the Heart Devouring Gu on the heart, that is the most direct threat of death. Chen Weiming has been thinking about how to solve this matter, and even has signs of it, but that method is too dangerous and the possibility of death is too high, so he doesn't dare to try it now.

Practice...... Task...... Fight to the death...... Practice...... Task...... Fight to the death......

It's been so long, and I seem to have been repeating these things, can my life go on like this forever?

Chen Weiming is unwilling, unwilling, and unwilling.

Just when he was worried about the future, suddenly another thunderbolt fell and hit the Pangu Temple. In an instant, another scene appeared in the temple. (To be continued.) )