On the banks of Luo River!
A terrifying explosion like a meteorite from outer space detonated in the sky. A moment later, the two men leaped like tigers and swam like dragons, suddenly coming together and then separating. Their swords exchanged more than a hundred blows in the air in an instant, but no one fell an inch.
No matter how Dielianhua changes, Heshal's Eagle Sword can always hit the tip of the sword; similarly, no matter how powerful the Eagle Sword is, Dielianhua can also block it in time.
The essence of heaven and earth continuously penetrated the bloody sky and was transformed into the limitless power of Yellow-Disaster, which circulated endlessly in the meridians of the two men during the clash of swords, achieving an absolute balance and fixing them in the void.
The two men fought slower and slower, as if time had suddenly become lazy and weary.
There was a constant roar in the sky, with lightning and thunder flashing non-stop, and the power was extremely terrifying.
When it couldn't be any slower, the two of them simultaneously put all their strength into attacking with the final sword and knife.
The blood cloud in the sky suddenly began to stir, spinning faster and faster. In an instant, it seemed to form a huge tornado that connected the sky and the earth, and slowly gathered on Hesaer's body.
However, the changes of the blood cloud did not stop. Hesaer's mind suddenly entered into a mysterious realm of emptiness. The first nine levels of the Hun Tian Bao Jian emerged in Hesaer's mind bit by bit.
The power of the Hun Tian Bao Jian gathered around Heshal also changed rapidly, from blood red at first, to dazzling gold, to bright purple... and finally to a light white.
The way of heaven goes on and on in cycles. Heshale turned the Hun Tian Bao Jian back layer by layer, and surprisingly, the great circulation of the heavens was able to run smoothly, endlessly.
I saw the blood-red sky, the golden morning glow, the indigo sea, the black chaos, the purple star river, the blue snow and ice, the earth of Kunlun, the rosy clouds, and finally the white clouds and smoke where I returned to my original state.
Heshal reversed the Nine Styles of Hun Tian Bao Jian, combined with his own terrifying power of Huang Huo, and turned it into a sharp giant drill that stabbed towards Zhou Yi. The strength of this move alone was beyond Zhou Yi's imagination, and it had the terrifying power to destroy the world!
When the giant diamond was launched, it seemed as if the entire Luoyang city was shaking. Clouds and winds in the sky rushed over to try to stop it, but the giant diamond turned into 300 million points of starlight in an instant, piercing every inch of spiritual energy hidden in the river, and the clouds and winds in the sky disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Yi suddenly sneered, and he made a move. The sword light and true energy were like clouds and fog, and seemed to be shrouded in something confusing. It seemed that Zhou Yi's movements were completely invisible. The sword moved extremely slowly, so slowly that it seemed as if time had been stopped. But it was a force that destroyed everything, and it was an unavoidable frontal attack!
The iron curtain and black clouds collapsed, the sky pressed down, the earth roared and cracked, and the torrent rolled back to the sky. In an instant, the world turned black and pale, and all things lost their color.
Everything was twisted, revealing a sense of decay and death in the endless black and white ink scene, with only a sharp and resentful aura pouring down from the sky.
The strong and absolute true energy contained in Wuji Guizhen constantly evolves the mystery of Yin and Yang, and then the two yin and yang give rise to the four images, the four images give rise to the eight trigrams, and the eight trigrams give rise to all things in the world, and then...
In the dark mood, it collapsed and shrank, turning into a black door.
boom!
Amidst a piercing sound so sharp that it could break one's eardrums and make one tumble on the ground in panic, the pitch-black circular hole in the sky and the beautiful giant diamond made of nine colors collided at the same place.
It was like the encounter between natural enemies, and in an instant an earth-shattering chain reaction occurred.
A dazzling halo of light spread out in all directions from the point where the two touched, sweeping with it the power to shatter everything. Gaps appeared in the void, and the steel war city continued to sink violently with the entire plain amid the roar.
In an instant, the riverbed of Luoshui was shaped into the largest basin terrain!
The entire plain collapsed under the residual force of the two collisions! It was like a chasm in the sky!
This is definitely a war between 'gods' and 'gods'. Even if it is a battle between Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi and the devil Chiyou, it is probably no more than this!
This was the last of Zhou Yi Xian Men's three transformations, the final sword that brought death, destruction and the end, making the surrounding scenery completely blurred, and the thing that cracked the earth and caused the hurricane was nothing short of a black hole!
This is the Sword of Disaster!
That was not a move that could be constructed by any skill or true energy, nor was it a void rift created by simple force. Instead, it was a dark abyss that collapsed after the entire world was twisted to the limit, a supreme "disaster" that completely swallowed up all objects!
That is a new and more incredible realm that has been reached since the internal martial arts mastered the power of heaven and earth, and the external martial arts became like heaven and earth. It is a terrifying realm that is difficult to reach even with imagination!
for real-
Destroy the world!
boom!
Violent explosions resounded throughout the world. Amidst the infinite light, the darkest land of the end gradually disappeared, and the sky slowly returned to its original clear state. The warriors with lower martial arts skills along the banks of the Luo River had already hidden away somewhere unknown. Only the last top masters from Mongolia and the Central Plains were still eagerly awaiting the outcome of the final battle.
The thick smoke dissipated quietly, and a figure gradually appeared in the sky.
His long hair fluttered in the air, his bulging muscles showed a perfect figure almost like that of Hercules, the ancient Greek god of strength, and he held a heavy broadsword in his hand... ...
It turned out to be—
Hesaer
Could it be that the man who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk actually... lost
Temujin, Kaixin, Timur, Emperor Bing of Zhao, Muyu, Yun Chongxiao, Nie Han, Bu Lingchen... all fell into silence. They were quietly waiting for the result that Hesar would say in person.
Tang Shangxin covered her mouth in surprise. An unknown fear quickly enveloped her heart. In a flash, her beautiful eyes were wet.
"How can you drink a thousand cups and not get drunk?"
All wins and losses are no longer important. For Tang Shangxin, nothing can compare to a life where one can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
Hesaer, who was looking up at the world, heard Tang's sad voice and slowly lowered his head. His tiger eyes rarely revealed an extremely solemn feeling. He raised the eagle knife in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Something has sucked Qianbei Buzui into the sword world. Get ready quickly. I feel like something is about to come out!"
What
Everyone was confused by Heshal's words. Is there a third force in this world that can interfere with the competition between Heshal and Qianbei Buzui? It even took the initiative to pull Zhou Yi into the sword world. With such means, doesn't it mean that the power is even higher than Qianbei Buzui and Heshal
Could such a guy really exist
But what if there is
Then, how unbelievably horrified will he or she be? (To be continued)