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A stunning sword with a perfect arc, sonorously born from behind Wushuang, that touch of silver, shining half of the sky, condensing the supreme sword intent and the momentum of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat.

At this moment, his opponent, the Three Shadows Old Demon, couldn't help but have a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.

The supreme sword artistic conception and the coordination of the body possessed by the unequaled body have reached a point of natural perfection and the unity of human and sword.

Such a sword will squander the unparalleled arrogance and self-confidence of the state of mind.

Feeling the unparalleled sword intent and state of mind, the three ghost old demons were moved for the first time, he still carried his left hand on his back, raised the injured right hand just now, wrapped in a layer of dark magic light, and slapped it in front of him lightly.

Poof

Wushuang's sword containing fierce sword qi was easily blocked by the arm of the Three Shadows Old Demon, making a "tent" sound like defeating leather.

Immediately, with a bang, Wushuang was shocked out by a domineering demonic qi that shook the ancient and modern, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and a mouthful of blood spit out in midair.

And the three ghost old demons, their bodies were also shaking in place.

He frowned, and he was moved again, he still underestimated Wushuang's strength.

The strength of the sword just now is not only in the physical attack, but also in the "sword intent attack" that goes straight to the soul level, which is far more mysterious than the conventional spiritual attack.

At that moment, the Three Shadows Old Demon was almost injured because of the light enemy.

Fortunately, his mana is profound, and his soul that has reached the Yuan infancy stage is extremely consolidated, so he can avoid the injury of the artistic conception level.

"You're a good opponent. The three old demons showed a look of approval, "In time, you will definitely become a strong man comparable to the old man." It's a pity that you are stubborn and stubborn. Today I will die at my hands. ”

"Death?" Wushuang was suddenly stunned, and his face showed a trace of confusion: "In the depths of my heart, I am not afraid of death at all, and I also want to know, what is going on with death?"

Is this a madman?

A hint of strange color flashed in the eyes of the three old demons, but he suddenly remembered someone and asked, "What is the relationship between you and the Martial Saint?"

Wushuang flew in front of the three ghost old demons with great difficulty, and his body was greatly traumatized, which can be described as scarred.

The white clothes, which had never been spotless, were also stained with dirt.

However, Wushuang didn't care about anything at the moment, he raised his sword extremely gently, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and his body exuded an aura of chasing death.

"Death?" the three old demons groaned, and suddenly became a little interested.

With his height, it is not difficult to see that Wushuang's next sword is to live for death.

In other words, he had no intention of letting himself live at all

The realm of breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat is only for the sake of life after death.

But the sword that Wushuang raised gently has truly surpassed life and death, not fighting for life, but actually a sword of death

Extreme, this is a sword to the extreme.

The three ghost old demons were also shrouded in the powerful artistic conception and momentum of this sword to death, and even suppressed.

Because he can't completely abandon life and death in his heart, he is inferior in terms of artistic conception and momentum.

Puff~~Snort~~~

The sword of Wushuang seemed to be so slow, but it had already slashed diagonally in front of the three ghost old demons in an instant.

On the calm faces of the three old demons, a trace of horror suddenly flashed, and a breath of death came to oppress them.

In the dark eyes of Wushuang, there was only one "sword" left, which merged with the sword in his hand.

All the essence and spirit are poured into the sword, and his body has no trace of vitality.

Such a sword path artistic conception is simply beyond the ages, unheard of, and even a generation of demon Dao grandmasters, the three old demons, feel the indescribable crisis.

At this juncture, he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, a jet-black short sword appeared in his hand, the magic light on his body was magnificent, and a demonic flame that shocked his soul was injected into the short sword.

bite

The jet-black short sword of the Three Shadow Old Devils struck together with the sword of Wushuang.

Teng Teng Teng~~~

It was unbelievable that he was forced back three steps in a row.

But thinking about it, it is not surprising that the sword of Wushuang is infused with a body of spirit and spirit, and even gives up the skin of the flesh to achieve a sword of death that surpasses the ancient and modern ages.

Because no matter what the outcome, Musou is destined to die

Bite~~

Where the two swords clashed, dazzling sparks were generated, and the sword aura soared into the sky, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

Buzz~

Within a radius of thousands of miles, there was the mournful sound of countless swords.

Whether it is a secular sword or a sword-type spiritual weapon magic weapon in the immortal cultivation world, they all tremble endlessly, beyond the control of their masters.

At the moment when he swung this death-defying sword, Wushuang's body had already fallen from the sky.

The flesh is dead

However, his sword and his never-ending momentum forced the Three Shadows Old Demon, the Infant Demon Dao Grandmaster, to take three steps back

With just one point, he is enough to laugh at Yuyang, and no one can compare with him.

Ding-click

Suddenly, the tip of the tip of the front third of the unequaled sword suddenly broke open, stabbing the three old demons like lightning.

burst

The three old demons didn't have time to defend, and were stabbed by the tip of the sword that was filled with death sword qi, and their bodies shook in the void.

At this moment, his face turned slightly pale, the demonic qi in his body was turbulent, and the suppressed "Seven Directions Vientiane Poison" suddenly rebounded.

He was already injured, not light internal and external injuries, as well as the impact of sword intent at the soul level.

Poof

The Three Old Demons stretched out their hands to pull out the tip of the sword, but they were met with great resistance.

Even though Wushuang's physical body is dead, his spiritual mind is still persistent.

"Hmph. The three old demons snorted, and with great strength, they pulled out this half of the sword and threw it to the ground.

"I really didn't expect that there are still such persistent and crazy people in this world......"

The Three Old Demons looked at Wushuang's body and the sword that was broken in two on the ground.

"The sword is broken, and the soul is destroyed. ”

The three ghost old demons spit out two words lightly, and flew towards the distance of Yuyang Kingdom.

It's just that the speed of his flight is not as fast as before.

Come to think of it, after three heavy blows and the sacrifice of the two strong men, even the three ghost old demons have also come to a certain price.

For some reason, Yang Fan, who had escaped a hundred miles away at this moment, suddenly struck a body when Wushuang used a sword to death.

"What the hell is going on, this seems to be the breath of the unequaled......"

He faintly felt the sword aura coming from afar.

However, Yang Fan did not hesitate and fled decisively.

He could not let the sacrifices and efforts of the crowd go to waste.

......

Where no one died, there was a sword broken in two, the tip of the tip of the front one-third of which was soaked in blood.

His flesh is dead.

A moment later, Hu Fei shot from afar.

"Peerless...... Peerless ......"

Hu Fei exclaimed, his eyes moistened, and he pushed Wushuang hard with his hand.

However, Wushuang remained motionless, and the residual warmth of his body gradually dissipated.

"Wushuang, you can't die" Hu Fei roared and roared: "The battle between you and me is not over yet." ”

At a certain moment, he suddenly heard a "buzz", and the sword that was broken in two emitted a strange "sword sound".

"Wushuang, are you Wushuang?"

Hu Fei hurriedly picked up the two severed swords and put them together.

Perhaps even the Three Phantom Old Demons never expected that Wushuang was an outlier beyond common sense, pouring all the essence and spirit into the sword, and it stands to reason that the sword should destroy the soul.

However, the soul of Wushuang did not dissipate immediately.

Hu Fei relied on his intuition to put the broken sword together, and then put it in Wushuang's hand.

Suddenly, Wushuang's hand trembled.

"Aren't you dead" Hu Fei was pleasantly surprised.

Wushuang's face suddenly showed a ruddy luster, and when he opened his eyes and saw Hu Fei, he immediately smiled, and seemed to be very happy.

"No, I'm going to die soon. Wushuang's tone was very calm: "The reason why I will borrow the corpse to return the soul is because of a persistent will in my heart. Now, I have something for you to convey to him. ”

"You say. ”

Hu Fei took a deep breath and wiped the sparkle from the corners of his eyes.

"Tell him who killed me and that he will avenge me...... Also, tell him that the favor owed to him has been repaid. ”

Wushuang smiled happily, as if he had absolute confidence that Yang Fan would definitely avenge himself.

"Okay, I'll tell him, but don't die, don't die"

Hu Fei shouted hard.

At the same time, he was also extremely shocked in his heart, what secrets were unknown between Wushuang and Yang Fan.

Suddenly, he thought of the first decisive battle between Yang Fan and Wushuang.

That battle, although Yang Fan told it, there are still many mysteries.

"After the decisive battle, you should have many chances to kill the peerless ......," Ling Feng asked that day.

Yang Fan said coldly: "He also has many opportunities to kill me. ”

"If I have the slightest disagreement with either of them, then the two of us don't want to live. ”

Yang Fan slowly raised his head and looked in a distant direction.

......

In Wushuang's eyes, a trace of memory suddenly erased.

on a desert oasis.

After a battle of life and death, Wushuang and Yang Fan went to the difficult level together and destroyed the "Cold Moon Gate", and they also survived.

"Friend, I'm gone, ......" Wushuang said, his figure a little lonely.

"Friend?" Yang Fan was stunned.

Wushuang didn't look back, and said slowly: "In this world, the only person who can let me rest assured to hand over my back to him......"

Hu Fei didn't hear any sound, but through Wushuang's eyes, he felt everything.

Finally, he understood that between Wushuang and Yang Fan, they were not only friends and opponents, but also "comrades-in-arms" who had survived life and death.

It is no wonder that since that decisive battle, the arrogant Wushuang has a completely different attitude towards Yang Fan.

"Tell him...... Be sure to tell him ......"

The vitality on Wushuang's body suddenly disappeared.

The sword is broken, the soul is destroyed, and the body is dead.

Perhaps, Musou has ceased to exist.

But his will will never die

"Ahh

Hu Fei hugged Wushuang's corpse and cried with his head.

He is a big grinning person, but he is crying with great grief at the moment, and he feels inexplicable.

It's just that before he died, Wushuang's face still showed a happy smile.

His hand was tightly gripping the half of the sword, and when Hu Fei was sorting out Wushuang's corpse, he couldn't pull out the broken sword no matter what.

Suddenly, Hu Fei understood: born because of the sword, died for the sword.

The sword is broken, and the soul is destroyed.

The Three Shadows Old Demon is worthy of being the Demon Dao Grandmaster, and after just one battle, he realized the mystery of this.

On the other side, Yang Fan was still being chased and killed by the three ghost old demons.

With the sacrifice and efforts of so many people, can he escape, return to Yuyang one day, and avenge his former revenge with blood?