"This time, it didn't go as you wished."
Feng Qingyang roared, mobilizing the power refined from the Corpse King's bloodline to fight against the traces of laws in the sky.
The Stone Emperor's sword trembled slightly, and each time it emitted a visible rhythm of Taoism, like ripples after the waves spread out, spreading out at will.
However, in this final collision, there was no chopping of melons and vegetables as imagined, but only a roar and recoil. The force was so strong that his right hand became paralyzed.
Although he tried his best to suppress the trembling of his arms, others might not notice it, but how could Feng Qingyang not know it? With a sinister smile, he stepped forward, and his momentum was superimposed again.
It seemed that he was the real Xiao Qiang, a heaven-defying existence who became more courageous as the battle went on. He swallowed up all things in heaven and earth, even the countless true spirits and ferocious beasts derived from the way of heaven.
"You hate being powerful," Feng Qingyang said, his bun-like hair moving with the wind, like thin needles, rubbing against the void and making a buzzing sound. Like a peerless king, invincible in the world, he walked towards the Stone Emperor step by step.
He wanted to compete with this super-powerful man who was so powerful that he could rival an entire era. He also wanted to prove a life or death issue. Who would live? Who would die
When their power reaches this level, they will no longer engage in the kind of fighting that ordinary cultivators would do, unless the two are evenly matched. Otherwise, they will definitely cut the Gordian knot quickly without any drag.
With every step, Feng Qingyang emitted endless light, and the power of Dao overflowed. His Dantian world even swallowed up one-tenth of three thousand Heavenly Dao at this moment, and the pressure it emitted was almost approaching that of the Saint.
The perfection of Dantian world also made him undergo earth-shaking transformation in every breath, and the bursting light was venting at this moment.
"Do you think I have no means to deal with you?" Shi Huang's face was gloomy. Feng Qingyang's strength had exceeded his imagination. Originally, he could kill him with three strikes of the golden sword, but he never expected that the last strike would lead to such a result.
Feng Qingyang nodded, with overwhelming power and rage, he turned the sky over with a wave of his hand, and compressed all the void divine rules and Tao rhyme that filled the four directions into his palm, which was surrounded by purple light and filled with the power of the void.
At the end, Feng Qingyang stopped talking and laughed. Compared with the coldness of the Stone Emperor, he seemed to not care at all. His body flashed and concentrated purple light poured out, shocking the Stone Emperor to death.
Feng Qingyang's attack was also quite ruthless. He used all his strength to attack and raised his sword. Holding the sword in one hand and raising the other hand, the five-layer sword mountain whistled and spun out, emitting a bright light that was thousands of feet high.
These sword lights were extremely powerful, and seemed to have their own lives. They contained a trace of the breath of creation, were terrifying, and carried the rhyme of destroying all things, and they went straight towards the Stone Emperor.
Almost at the moment when the lightsaber approached, Feng Qingyang glared and said, "Seal!"
As these words came out, the sky suddenly stopped, an absolute ban locked the rules. This was his absolute defense. The three great realms of mind could kill the sky, let alone this young saint who cut himself with a knife
Everyone's face changed. In their eyes, this sword, which seized the fortune of heaven and earth, was like a magical carving, recreating his glory. The crowd cheered. Feng Qingyang never let them down. Although he was suppressed by Tianwei and Shihuang, he still stood out from the crowd and did not lose any of his heroic spirit.
Thousands of sword lights shot up into the sky. The scene was truly too terrifying. The strongest and most terrifying bloodline of the Corpse King reappeared in the world, revealing his absolute strength. His overwhelming pressure swept across all directions.
In the last days of the law, his glory will not be reduced by the catastrophe. Feng Qingyang roared wildly, and took advantage of the moment when Feng Zhi's state of mind suppressed the Stone Emperor, just like what the other party had done before.
The energy in the sky was accompanied by sword lights, which crisscrossed each other. This time, it blinded everyone's eyes. They could not look directly at it until a long time passed, when they looked up at the sky.
The originally arrogant and unruly Stone Emperor was torn into pieces immediately, and the energy that spread out was swallowed up by Feng Qingyang without mercy, killing two young saints who cut themselves with a sword. The foundation accumulated by Feng Qingyang and the avenue swallowed by the Dantian world have made him extremely powerful.
Boom boom boom!
Feng Qingyang's methods were beyond belief. With this sword, he wiped out everything. Who in the world could compete with him? Even the young saint who cut himself with a sword still suffered a loss.
Under this violent sword energy, the void was pierced and the chaos was crushed directly. It seemed like a simple sword, but in fact, at the moment he chopped it down, there were at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of swords, moving so fast, until finally all the swords merged into one.
He traveled through the universe, and from being a wandering and helpless floater, he turned into a stabilizing force. He could turn the world upside down with a flicker of runes, and destruction was easy for him.
"It's so powerful. Gu Huang has no reason to blame for his defeat." The master of Duobao Pavilion said softly. Roars came from heaven and earth. The shattered Stone Emperor appeared from the void. His saintly pressure was unreserved, and he wanted to sweep Feng Qingyang away.
He was furious. Everyone thought that Feng Qingyang had cut him into pieces, which had touched his bottom line. Now, he was afraid that he would have to bear the other party's wrath.
The audience gasped, and billions of lives were filled with despair. Feng Qingyang could still resist the young Saint who cut himself with a sword, so now that he has returned to the position of Saint, can he still resist it
Shi Huang had a grim expression on his face. He was chopped into pieces by Feng Qingyang, and his incarnation power was devoured by him. This was a naked slap in the face to him. The other party was obviously meat on a pallet to him, but who knew that the situation would take a 90-degree turn
"Stone Emperor, is about to take action."
Feng Qingyang's face was pale and his body was shaking in the air. Facing the Stone Emperor who had regained his position as Saint, he seemed to still have some distance to go before he could match him.
A phoenix soared from his chest, flames shot up into the sky, wrapping his entire body in it. He felt as if he was reborn from the ashes at any moment. Moreover, beneath the blazing flames, there was a fist-sized fire phoenix that was circling around Feng Qingyang and finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows.
"I guarantee that you dare not kill me," Feng Qingyang was not afraid at all. He looked up and glared at him. This person was almost no match for him except for his cultivation. He was even more confident that once he passed the calamity of the emperor, he would be able to easily crush these so-called saints.
He has already felt it, felt the great transformation that is about to come, which will be unprecedented and incomparable, he shook his clothes, and they jingled, just like his pride, which will not be reduced under the coercion of a powerful force.
"Feng Qingyang!" The Stone Emperor shouted angrily, and the sky shook with a single thought...