Between the swings of the huge blood knife, it is like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the momentum is heavy, but the difference is that it is the sharp edge that is forcefully forced, the knife kills, the overlord of the soldiers, and it is extremely powerful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For a time, the remnants of the tiles and gravel were all scattered into powder under this vast majesty, and scattered between heaven and earth with the dancing yin wind.

"Hahaha, Yang Xuan, don't hide, aren't you talented? Aren't you strong? Why are you dodging like a waste now?"

Looking at Yang Xuan, who was moving around in the field, with a solemn and frightened look on his face, Shen Fusheng laughed wildly, his words were extremely sarcastic, controlling the vision blood shadow, and the giant knife was wielding more cheerfully, threatening to cut Yang Xuan under the knife.

"What is he doing? Obviously, he can form a counterattack, and with the power of that sword......" Yue Mei frowned on the side, Yang Xuan's actions also made her quite puzzled.

Recalling the terrifying vision in the Wangtian Palace that day, it was as if the sharp edge and solemn aura were still lingering in my mind.

"Could it be that I really said it, with his cultivation of creation and rebirth, it is quite difficult to use?"

As soon as he thought of this, a heavy worry appeared on the beautiful face of the moon.

As everyone knows, Yang Xuan has another purpose, the Demon Dao Exercises are unheard of and unseen, and it is inevitable that there will be bias based on the sensory experience alone, and besides, Shen Fusheng's vision is extremely strange, and if he makes a rash move, if it fails to have the desired effect, then the next thing that greets him will definitely be a storm-like blow.

Although there is a peerless master of the Peerless Realm like Yuemei by his side, he does not have to worry about death, but Yang Xuan still wants to kill this extremely vicious person with his own hands, so as to comfort the tens of thousands of monks in the heavens of the four major sects such as the Martial Sect.

Extremely fast Aoyi used it, dodging the knife that the phantom slashed directly, Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed, and a fierce thunderbolt jumped out of his body, forming a fierce force field in an instant, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he was dead on the ground, he was going to shake it hard.

A low cheer sounded in his mouth, Yang Xuan's momentum was wild, and the mortal dust pen connected the dots from the void, and a dragon groan suddenly resounded in the space, escaping a strong coercion.

The sky does not know when, the clouds are dense, the lightning and thunder, everyone sees a flower in front of them, only to see from the thick clouds, suddenly drill out a huge dragon head, the golden mangs are overflowing, the head horns are grandiose, the dragon chant is swirling, just like the thunder on the flat ground, shocking people's hearts.

"Grammar, Thunder Dragon Manifestation" said in his heart, the dust pen was held horizontally in his hand, and the golden dragon that blessed the mystery of the thunder suddenly rushed down, and his hundred-zhang long body was circling, and even the scales on it could be seen clearly, but this was a meticulous performance of the control of the true yuan.

"Hahaha, it's just a little snake, and you dare to be rampant?"

Shen Fusheng's stunned emotions flashed from his blood-filled eyes, rampant, hideous, only to see the huge blood-colored phantom long knife behind him dancing rapidly, brushing out a blood-like knife that was extremely thick, turning into a hideous blood python in mid-air, the huge mouth was wide open, the snake letter spewed, and the thick body was still bigger than the thunder dragon.

Compared with the blood python, the awe-inspiring and domineering thunder dragon seems to be really like a small snake.

"Swallow it for me"

The blood python was ordered, and he was jubilant for a while, seeing the majestic coercion as nothing, and roared to meet it.

At this moment, the thunder dragon was furious, and now this blood-colored long snake actually dared to disobey his own coercion as a dragon, and openly provoked, and in an instant, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly increased several times, and the power of thunder exploded, and the dragon groaned in bursts, and flew down, bound to exterminate this blood python.

"True Yuan Yunling, this ......"

Bu Feng was stunned, Yang Xuan's Thunder Golden Dragon he had also seen, but it was far from being as spiritual as it is now, it was simply a living thing, just like a real ancient dragon appeared in front of him, except for the dragon power of the real dragon.

"He is still in a desperate realm, and the dantian true yuan has just evolved into a ...... body" Yue Mei's words were halfway through, and the stalk was in her throat, she suddenly thought that Yang Xuan could comprehend the vision, how could a mere true yuan spirit be able to stop him, after all, this kind of demonic genius could not be measured with common sense.

As everyone knows, Yang Xuan himself didn't feel anything, the moment he cultivated to break through the Creation Realm, he had a wonderful feeling, it seemed that all the abilities of the Creation Realm were not difficult for him, and the thunder dragon that was becoming more and more agile this time was also thanks to the golden figure that was standing with his hands in his hands at this moment, his eyes shining.

Or rather, a smaller version of Yang Xuan.

"Come on, let me see how terrifying your vision is" Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden villain in the dantian suddenly opened his mouth and let out an extremely mysterious whisper, only to see the thunder dragon flying above the sky roaring angrily in an instant, and the thunder around him was churning, and in an instant, it collided with the hideous giant python.

For a moment, a huge explosion stirred up a sound wave, rolling and escaping in all directions.

Yang Xuan's face changed suddenly, his already pale face turned a few points whiter again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out without stopping, bursting into a blood mist, and the cyan clothes on his chest were dyed with a touch of bright red again.

In a trance, the thunder dragon was unwilling to groan, and the blood python's mournful wail sounded at the same time, and both returned to nothingness.

Shen Fusheng's body also trembled suddenly, but the power of the vision was obviously much stronger, and he only trembled a few times, and his eyes looked at Yang Xuan with even more hatred.

"I can't let him grow anymore, and the realm of despair can shake my vision"

Thinking of this, Shen Fusheng didn't care about sarcasm, and the blood all over his body skyrocketed again, and the ghostly voice of the blood shadow vision sounded in the field again.

Between the thoughts, the blood shadow blurred for a while, and it was slowly, like blood, it merged into the blood-colored giant knife in his hand, not a single bit existed, and the field was instantly covered by a domineering, fierce, but also extremely evil aura, above Shen Fusheng's head, only a hideous blood-colored long knife remained.

On the blade of the knife, there are also ghosts and monsters and skeletons churning up, just like the legendary Nine Shades Purgatory, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"This is my true vision, Yang Xuan, your life, I Shen Fusheng accepted it...... Bloodseeker's Fury"

As soon as the words came out, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the blood knife with an incomparable fierce aura, with the state of splitting Huashan with force, slashed towards Yang Xuan's head, and the space was almost cut into two sections by this one, and the terrifying wind was howling, making people breathless.

Yuemei, Bu Feng and the others all had their hearts in their throats at this moment, although they couldn't personally feel the power of this knife, but even at such a distance, the breath was terrifying, and their hearts were shocked.

In this way, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of coercion the people in it will feel.

Yang Xuan hadn't recovered from the violent collision just now, he only felt a chill in his head, and a powerful qi was locking on his body, with a cold killing intent, if he didn't do something, he was afraid that in the next moment, he would disappear, and there was no possibility of surviving.

With a dark cry in his heart, he suddenly shouted, and the aura that had already been clouded between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and from Yang Xuan's body, a majestic majesty rose in an instant, and the aura under the vision of the blood knife was instantly disrupted.

"What?" Shen Fusheng let out a shocked voice, and in the darkness he seemed to sense a trace of homologous breath, another vision...... "How can you? It must be an illusion, the more you struggle, the more interesting it is."

A hideous smile resurfaced on his face, and as soon as his mind moved, the bloody knife castrated even more urgently, breaking through the shackles of coercion with an incomparably tough posture and rushing straight over.

In an instant, Yang Xuan's face did not change color, and while his momentum was rising, a flash of light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, overflowing with golden rays, and from his body, the figure that also showed bright gold suddenly expanded, and the divine light flashed in his eyes, and it was extraordinary.

I saw that his big hand was grasped, out of nothing, and abruptly formed a giant sword that was still much better than the blood knife, the sword body was clear and bright, and the cold light was cold, with a book on one side "Mortal Sorrow and Joy", and a book on the other side "Good and Evil of Beings", exuding a mighty and fierce atmosphere.

As soon as the vision came out, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the oppressive black and red atmosphere changed in an instant, just like a fairyland, dazzling with light.

"Sword of Benevolence" Yang Xuan shouted softly, Jin Ying held the golden sword in his hand, and flipped suddenly, and five big characters appeared between heaven and earth, shining brightly.

"Benevolence", "Righteousness", "Courtesy", "Wisdom", "Faith"

It is in the shape of a five-pointed star around the sword body, moving slowly, and for a while, the vast Confucian voice in the field resounds, as if reciting the classics, the words are heart-wrenching, and the sound is shocking.

The blood knife suddenly stopped, or rather, Shen Fusheng suddenly froze in place, only to feel that his heart was actually calm, and it was difficult to raise the killing intent.

In the next moment, the energy of heaven and earth was riotous, and this space seemed to give birth to an inexplicable energy force field, clearing everything here, and the blood knife suddenly trembled violently, and it seemed to have signs of dissipation.

"This ...... It's impossible to ......" roared weakly, the surprise in Shen Fusheng's eyes could be turned into substance.

Then, he only felt a sudden tingling pain in his brain, and his soul seemed to be divided into several parts, and he was constantly beaten by a heavy hammer, the pain was unbearable, and he almost fainted.

It's not over yet, there was a sudden darkness in front of him, and the noise in his ears disappeared immediately, but there was a strange sound of Na Lang reciting, and Shen Fusheng's whole person was like a small fish washed up on the beach by the waves, churning by itself, but it had no effect.

"You actually comprehended the vision, you can't comprehend the vision, how can you comprehend?" like a crazy roar, this series of changes simply made him almost crazy, the unknown is the most terrifying, and now Shen Fusheng is facing a state that he doesn't know everything, and he is confused by the way of others.

"Sword of Benevolence, Slash"

Although the noise in his ears was gone, Yang Xuan's words were clearly audible in his ears, with a majestic coercion that made people feel desperate, majestic and solemn, sharp and sharp.

The onlookers saw a huge golden sword light flashing, and the sky trembled, and even the blood knife that slowly dissipated its body was instantly cut into two parts, eliminating inch by inch, and the slightest resistance could not be presented.

Shen Fusheng roared violently, and the flesh and blood all over his body immediately shattered, and the blood that was already so thick that it turned black in his body instantly spurted out, flowing all over his body, and at this moment, he looked like a terrible ghost crawling out of the sea of blood, hideous and terrifying.

The sword light flew out of a hundred miles, slowly dissipated, the heaven and the earth were suddenly light, the infinite coercion disappeared in an instant, Yang Xuan's exhausted figure fell down violently, Yuemei saw this, her body flashed, and she took it down, not letting it fall to the ground.

In the messy field, Shen Fusheng was as if he was dead and silent, slumped on the ground, blood flowing spontaneously, dyeing the ground black and red, extremely terrifying.

After a while, I heard a voice that was sluggish, but resentful, "Ahem...... I didn't expect you to ...... Able to comprehend visions...... Ahem"

His voice was extremely weak, as if he would die in the next moment, "But, but...... You can't kill me, Yang Xuan...... You can't kill me, ......"