Boom!
Ba Dao's aura was extremely fierce. He held a broken knife in his hand, with fighting spirit rising in his eyes, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.
Although the knife was broken, the knife intent in his heart became more intense.
Tyrant Emperor Slash is a supreme divine art.
Although it was destroyed by Ling Xiao's Epoch Fist, the imperial power was intertwined around the Tyrant Sword, the power of the extreme way was rising, and the vast origin of the Dao was like a dazzling galaxy lingering around him.
He used the ultimate imperial technique, and the original path turned into an unparalleled sharp blade light, slashing towards Ling Xiao from mid-air.
He felt Ling Xiao's power, so his attacks became more and more fierce.
“Well done!”
Feeling the crazy and violent sword intent from Ba Dao, Ling Xiao's fighting spirit also rose, his eyes shining brightly.
The blood in his body was rising, murderous aura was spreading, chaotic light was lingering around him, and his primordial body was pushed to the extreme by him.
He clenched his hands into an invincible fist and continuously swept it across, like a series of chaotic mountains rising into the sky, annihilating everything.
The powerful pressure brought to him by the Tyrant Sword made his aura condensed to the extreme, and his cultivation began to break through to the fourth level of the Emperor Realm.
This is the sublimation of the ultimate battle.
Ling Xiao just needs a hearty battle to enable his origin to reach its peak and then break through.
Ba Dao did it!
Regardless of the reason why Ba Dao attacked him, Ling Xiao now regarded Ba Dao as the most respectable opponent and fought him with all his strength.
Boom!
Ling Xiao's figure and the Tyrant Sword intertwined and collided in the void. Each strike was like destroying the heaven and earth, erupting with unparalleled powerful waves.
The blazing blade light rose up, and although they were separated by the life and death arena, it still made everyone feel cold all over.
The vast, masculine, domineering and majestic sword intent was like the mighty power of heaven, causing everyone to tremble in their hearts.
It was hard for them to imagine how much pressure they would have to endure if they faced that kind of sword intent.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Ba Dao shouted three times in succession, causing murderous intent to boil over in his body and his eyes to be blazing and dazzling.
It was as if some kind of restraint in his body was released, and a surging sword intent filled the air, wanting to break the sky, destroy the earth, and let the heavens return to chaos.
He held a broken sword in his hand, but he was like the resurrected Sword Emperor of ancient times, with a powerful aura that could destroy the universe, kill all gods and demons, and be invincible in the heavens.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
The blade light was blazing and dazzling, like a river from the sky sweeping over and completely submerging Ling Xiao.
Unparalleled chaotic light rose up, Ling Xiao performed the Fist of Epoch and the Fist of Creation. With one punch, he reopened the era and destroyed all things, and with one punch, he created the heavens and gave birth to life. The interweaving of life and death seemed to form a vast and mysterious Tai Chi diagram.
Endless sword beams slashed at his body, but he easily resolved them all.
But Ling Xiao had already fought with all his strength. Facing an opponent like Ba Dao, he had to fight with all his strength.
In Ling Xiao's sea of consciousness, twenty-eight original Tao fruits intertwined into a mysterious light, enveloping Ling Xiao entirely.
The surging sword intent from the Tyrant Sword seemed unable to cause any harm to him.
"Ba Dao, if you want to kill me, this level of sword intent is not enough!"
Ling Xiao said loudly, his eyes sparkling.
The pressure from Ba Dao was so great that he was on the verge of a breakthrough.
But Ling Xiao felt that it was not enough and it was necessary to add fuel to the fire of Ba Dao.
Ling Xiao could feel that there was an extremely terrifying power in Ba Dao's body, which made him feel a little palpitated.
That may be the ultimate power of Ba Dao.
"Isn't that enough? Master Ling Xiao, although I don't want to kill you, for my little sister, I have no choice but to offend you! You better be careful, or I may not be able to control myself next time!"
There was a hint of struggle in Badao's eyes, and he finally spoke to Ling Xiao seriously.
"Come on! If you can kill me, it's because I'm not as skilled as you. I won't blame you!"
Ling Xiao said, with a fiery light in his eyes, a light that was the kind of light that came from seeing prey and being excited.
Boom!
Ling Xiao felt that the blood in his body began to boil, purple energy surged, chaotic light rose, and his aura had reached the peak of the third level of the Emperor Realm.
"Avici Hell - Demon Burial Blade!"
An extremely obscure syllable uttered from Ba Dao's mouth.
His eyes instantly turned into a strange black and white, and endless terrifying demonic energy surged out of his body. His murderous intent was boiling, and his entire aura changed drastically in an instant.
He was like a demon who had sunk into the endless hell, exuding an aura of death, tyranny, cruelty and terror all around him, as if he could destroy everything.
Those seven bytes seemed to be able to make heaven and earth resonate, and the space of the life and death arena was shaking violently.
Behind Ba Dao, a black blade light condensed!
As black as ink, as if poured with devil’s blood.
Seeing the black blade light, Ling Xiao instantly felt the hairs on his body stand up and his eyes revealed an extremely shocked look.
"How could there be such a terrifying sword intent in this world?"
Ling Xiao's heart was shaken.
This kind of madness, this kind of tyranny, this kind of bloodthirstiness, this breath of death seemed to far exceed any power. Even the emperor would be buried in this sword intent.
Even the four great swords of Tongtian, which are known to be the most powerful in killing, and the four great magic arts of Tongtian, their sword intent cannot compare to the knife intent before him.
Boom!
The Tyrant Sword was like an ancient demon god, holding a black blade in hand, slashing down towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao felt a chill all over his body. Before the knife arrived, and even before the knife intent arrived, he felt that his body was almost shattered.
His body would definitely not be able to withstand this blow.
"I will die!"
Such a thought suddenly emerged in Ling Xiao's mind, and it was as if his whole body had frozen. He could only watch the Tyrant Sword falling towards him.
"Is this the sword technique that killed the seven ant kings? How could it be so terrifying?!"
Ying Yilong was trembling all over, his face was extremely pale, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.
"What do you think of this kind of knife technique?"
Zhu Chen spoke slowly, with a hint of deep fear in his eyes.
"You mean... the forbidden sword?!"
Ying Yilong was shocked and cried out in surprise.
"That's right! On the Eternal Emperor Road, the forbidden sword that appears every time it is opened according to legend has appeared again!"
Zhu Chen said, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
"With such a forbidden sword, Ling Xiao is doomed to die! Congratulations to Brother Zhu Chen for getting the forbidden sword. It is definitely the sharpest sword!"
Ying Yilong said slowly, with deep envy in his eyes.
…
"No! I won't die. This is just an illusion. No one can kill me, not even the sky!"
On the life and death arena, Ling Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.
(End of this chapter)