Zhu Wuxia faced the sword light without hesitation!
Yun Qing only saw that all the colors around her gradually faded away, leaving only a little bit of withered and light gray. en8. There is a hint of exhaustion in this gray, which cannot inspire any strength, and is incompatible with the majestic energy of Zhu Wuxia. But this weird dust actually swallowed up the brilliant sword light bit by bit.
"Thousands of miles have hindered repairs, but all the bones are old, and eight lines overlap to soothe the cold ashes."
Han Sheng couldn't help but sigh silently when he saw this scene, his expression was a little complicated. Cold Ash is an ancient demon sword passed down from generation to generation by the Demon Sect of Destruction. Once infected by it, all the energy will be exhausted in an instant, and the soul will not return. If it kills someone, that person will develop a feeling of lovelessness and commit suicide. To break it off, there is no need to take the initiative with the sword at all.
This is a magic weapon that masters the path of death. It is especially dangerous for people like Han Sheng who have witnessed the cycle of life and death. More importantly, Zhu Wuxia came with this sword, which showed that she was already the next generation leader of the Demon Sect of Destruction, and he would never be harsh on Zhu Wuxia no matter what.
"It can be considered that I have an advantage in the battle. If City Lord Han doesn't want to, then I will give up Han Hui!" Zhu Wuxia fell to the ground with the force of the recoil, supporting the ground with one hand, and his skirt flew up.
Seeing that Han Sheng had a different look on his face, she inserted the cold ashes into the ground with her backhand, then stood up straight and said with a smile, "How is it?"
When Han Sheng saw her abandoning her sword, he couldn't help but frown and said, "I am a senior, so naturally I will let you..."
"But I don't need it." Zhu Wuxia smiled coldly, and dark lines spread on his fair face, "I don't need anyone... let me go!"
Her every word is sonorous and full of demonic energy!
He transformed the witches in the free sky into screams and danced with her words, each one gradually condensed into a physical entity, and the celestial demon dances reversed the yin and yang, confusing the mind. Wherever you look, the path of destruction is rampant, true energy is annihilated, spiritual energy dissipates, and the world of demons is nothing more than this. His form of Great Freedom is not only invading this world, but even cannibalizing it, gradually growing stronger with the help of the power of the big world!
"I am the most serious of all sins, and I am the most evil!"
Zhu Wuxia looked up to the sky and screamed, and suddenly his abdomen split open, and blood gushed out along with a huge magic hand. The hand was bigger than half her body, and the crack extended from the chest to the pelvis, but Zhu Wuxia's expression was somewhere between madness and joy, with no sign of pain at all. The white clothes on her body had long been turned into pieces, and her skirt was in tatters. Her exposed skin was covered with dense magic lines, which made people dizzy.
"Feeding demons with one's body?"
Han Sheng almost gasped. The Demon Dao has never intervened in the dispute between the two continents, and has long faded out of the sight of today's monastic world. Even Han Sheng is rarely seen, but these few people are all amazing and talented people, among whom Zhu Wuxia is well-deserved Outstanding. en8.
Without hesitation, he gathered sword energy in his hand again and cut through the air with one strike!
This sword light is almost completely invisible, and the direction of the sword light can only be determined by relying on subtle Qi induction. The all-encompassing sharp energy in the sword light cut through the sky of his transformation, and the true energy poured in, causing the witch to writhe in pain in the air. The sword's intention affected the hostility and murderous intent that had been dormant for thousands of years in the ancient battlefield. In an instant, the earth's veins surged, and countless cracks spread. The sea water hit the cliff and poured in along the cracks. The breath of the entire world was summoned towards Zhu Wuxia. He transformed into the Great Freedom and fought back.
Han Sheng has always only used one move, and he only needs one move. The sword's emphasis is on "purity". With just a simple sword strike, he can accomplish and break all kinds of magic! Since Zhu Wuxia can use his transformation to become the Great Self-Heaven to weaken his connection with the big world, thereby cutting off his supply of true energy, then why can't he use the Great World to counterattack his transformation into the Great Freedom-Heaven
Zhu Wuxia did not dodge or dodge, rooted to the spot like a sharp sword.
All the cracks would naturally stop as soon as they came close to her side, and all the sea water would naturally condense as soon as it reached her side. The place where she stood had always been a magical place!
As the sword light approached, the huge demonic hand extending from her belly suddenly stretched out, as if it was holding a real object. With a squeeze, the sword light was broken into pieces!
Han Sheng snorted coldly, and released countless sword lights from his giant hand. It exploded with a bang, and blood drops and minced meat were scattered everywhere. The sticky flesh and blood covered the ground. Zhu Wuxia's eyes were filled with blood red and pitch black.
"Why do you feed demons with your body? You should feed me with demons!" The huge demonic hand controlled by Zhu Wuxia was destroyed, but the fighting spirit in her eyes grew stronger.
She stretched out her hand and made a false move towards the pool of flesh and blood, and the blood and minced meat instantly turned into black mist and merged into her body.
The Heavenly Demon Sect of Destruction cultivates the Heavenly Demon Dao, which is an extremely evil path. Devouring the demon body is just in line with this path. Zhu Wuxia's aura suddenly surged to the point where the barrier could not bear it.
Zhu Wuxia's eyes showed satisfaction and he said with a smile: "If City Master Han has any other tricks, let Wuxia have a look. I haven't learned the power of Duanchuan yet!"
Han Sheng looked solemn: "If you have a son, the devil will flourish."
Thousands of sword shadows, as thin as a feather, cover the sky and the earth, and are indestructible.
This sword light is no longer ethereal, but is connected with the real scene of the earth cracking, the sky collapsing, and the roaring waves. It has the momentum of the heaven and earth being moved, and the mountains and seas being turned back.
"Thank you for your kind words...!"
As soon as Zhu Wuxia finished speaking, a sword shadow pierced her chest. Thousands of sharp knives pierced her in mid-air, and her internal organs and flesh were rolled out. However, she still laughed wildly and evilly, and the dangerous aura around her suddenly disappeared. Raised to the extreme.
Han Sheng didn't dare to relax even when he saw that she was hit. He really shouldn't treat Zhu Wuxia as a junior. As Bi Fang said, she is a complete madman.
"The killer..."
The center of the battlefield was extremely quiet. Zhu Wuxia lowered his head slightly, and his beautiful face was covered by strands of messy long hair.
"Evil things..."
The blood and remains scattered outside her body were greedily devoured by countless witches. He transformed into the Great Zi Zaitian and finally firmly imprinted chaos and destruction into the big world.
"Evil among evil..."
Half of his face was covered by black hair, and a bright smile appeared on his exposed red lips. This direct descendant of the demonic path, whose life was hanging by a thread, seemed to have a winning chance.
"The king of freedom, the lord of extreme evil, controls the living and the dead, and I am the only one who is enough!"
The deafening roar was like a huge wave rolling over this ancient battlefield. The barrier suddenly collapsed. Half of the cliff broke off and fell into the vast sea waves, and was shattered by the strong wind.
Zhu Wuxia raised his head and looked at Han Sheng, with a demonic look in his eyes.
The newly stable form of He Da Zi Zaitian actually began to crack under her roar. The witch howled in pain and turned into pus and blood bit by bit and fell to the ground. Spiritual energy poured in, true energy revived, and the entire world of his transformation suddenly closed, and then exploded!
Chaos, killing, anger, and many evil laws did not disappear when he transformed into the Great Freedom Heaven. Instead, they rushed directly into the big world, and finally formed a black light that penetrated the sky and the earth and headed towards Han Sheng!
Han Sheng put his hands together, and a huge sword that held up the sky slowly appeared. He raised his hand with difficulty, and the huge sword was thrown away.
Cut off the river, cut off the water by drawing the sword, and it will not come together. Draw the sword and cut off the sorrow, and once it goes, it will not return.
Keep moving forward!
With this thought in mind, both of them gave the final blow. The two rays of light collided, the heavens became silent, and the gods and Buddhas wept.
Invisible fluctuations spread, as if there was an inexplicable force pushing up the surrounding land inch by inch. Centered on the place where the two rays of light collided, a deep pit with a radius of several hundred miles appeared.
When the light dissipated, the surviving spectators could vaguely see the two figures in the huge pit.
Zhu Wuxia's body was covered with blood holes. He pressed a trembling hand on the hilt of the cold gray sword and stood upright.
Han Sheng's white beard was stained with blood, and his black robe was shattered, revealing the dark golden inner armor. His face was cold and hard, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
"You lose, City Lord." Zhu Wuxia's voice was a little hoarse, and a little blood oozed from the corners of his mouth after saying this.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that after repeating this for several times, this demonic junior would still win
Han Sheng remained silent, and Zhu Wuxia was even more seriously injured, but the last blow was indeed her magic light breaking through the sword's intention.
"I thought you had the Duanchuan Sword, but you didn't, so I gave up on Han Hui. Unexpectedly, you also regressed in terms of sword intention. People who have experienced the battle of heaven should not be at this level." Zhu Wuxia vomited blood. While mocking.
"The Duanchuan has become rusty a thousand years ago, and I buried it in the ancient battlefield."
"It's your sword that's rusty. Don't blame it on Duanchuan." Zhu Wuxia said coldly, "You rebelled against humanity and lived in vain. Did you really get what you wanted?"
Han Sheng was speechless again.
"In my place, I would rather kill myself than live in peace, and it would be better to prove Mo Ling's swordsmanship through life and death." Zhu Wuxia seemed not to let him go, and continued aggressively, "The Duanchuan is the one who killed the immortals. The Duanchuan that is put into the sheath of a coward like you is just a piece of iron."
There were little ripples in Han Sheng's eyes, but they eventually returned to silence.
Zhu Wuxia saw that he was untouched, so he sighed: "I will hate this body for thousands of years, it is difficult to prove that the sky will fall and the river will break!"
Yun Qing was suddenly shocked when he heard this. Zhu Wuxia felt regretful. She wished she could have been born thousands of years earlier to witness the great human being who cut down the immortals, then cut off his sword and sharpen his own blade. But Yun Qing feels lucky to have not experienced that heaven-shattering battle thousands of years ago. She feels that it is a good thing not to be born in that era when life is at stake. In other words, she has been pursuing it subconsciously. Nothing but stability and calm.
Even if she pursues power, even if she pursues the great road, she only pursues the peace and tranquility that comes from being above all living beings. She is still far from Zhu Wuxia's state of pursuing "Tao" in order to advance to a more powerful "Tao".
There is no doubt that Zhu Wuxia is a truly strong man, unreasonably strong both in his heart and in his cultivation. It can be said that what is in her blood and engraved in her bones is nothing but "war".
Fight with people, fight with heaven, fight with yourself!
No wonder he is called a madman, no wonder he is so powerful.
Yun Qing was quite moved while watching the battle, and after thinking about it carefully for a while, he finally regained his composure. Her mind slowly swept across the battlefield, and she suddenly realized something. Just after the battle, the world collapsed, and many of the five-color stones that had been sunk into the ground a thousand years ago were dug up at this moment!