The talisman was folded in half and disappeared in his hand.
When the talisman disappeared from his hand, a transparent and crystal line suddenly appeared in the sky above him.
There was no sound when this transparent and crystal clear line appeared, but after it appeared, there was a loud noise in the sky above his head, followed by countless loud noises.
The countless loud noises came from between the scales of the Dragon Scale Sword, which looked like huge black rocks.
There were originally certain gaps between the scales of each huge black rock, and each gap was a rune, a channel for the circulation of vitality.
However, at this moment, each scale was squeezed together by an unimaginably huge force.
This feeling is like there are countless black rocks in a quiet port, and there are giant iron-clad ships between them. However, at this moment, the black rocks and the giant steel ships are hardened by an indescribable force. They were squeezed together vigorously, hitting and rubbing violently.
The two bright yellow flames at the tip of the Dragon Scale Sword flashed more indifferent and violent emotions. However, most of the power of the Dragon Scale Sword itself comes from the power flowing in the runes. At this moment, this indifferent and violent emotion has lost its power. Support is like dying eyes.
The countless practitioners present looked up at this scene, their faces became paler and paler, and their eyes filled with more and more awe.
That transparent crystal pattern is not a rune, nor a crack, but an incomprehensible crease.
In the space above his head, all the vitality of heaven and earth bends and folds, giving people the feeling that the two spaces are folded at this moment.
There was no violent hedging or sharp slashing intent, but just the grinding and squeezing of vitality, it was like smoothing out all the runes on the Dragon Scale Sword, causing most of the Dragon Scale Sword's power to disappear.
Fang Xing took a deep breath.
Every huge black rock-like dragon scale suddenly no longer resists the force of external extrusion, but violent internal pressure and friction.
Under the violent friction, the edges of each black rock-like dragon scale suddenly turned red, and countless iron-like red flames spewed out.
The red flames became one piece.
Connected into many larger red runes.
There was a dragon chant in the sky.
The two bright yellow flames also seemed to be burning, and an even more astonishing sword energy emanated from the sword body.
Many practitioners who looked up at the prime minister stopped breathing, and the sword energy of this sword was stronger than before.
Li Caitian's eyes were still clean and calm.
He stretched out two fingers, as if pinching an invisible piece of paper, and slowly tore it open.
chi chi chi chi...
Following his action, countless tiny lines in the sky suddenly broke. There was nothing in the space, and even the air seemed to have been forced away by the sword energy, but suddenly there was a strong sound of air flow, and countless streams of air flowed out of thin air. It spewed out in the air.
In the sky, a crack appeared.
Countless streams of air flow spewed out from both sides of this crack, like a huge dao sword meeting the falling dragon scale sword.
His blow just now was just a break, but his blow now is his truly powerful intention to cut the sky.
Two forces that few people in this world can stop collide with each other.
boom!
A circle of air waves and shock waves landed on the ground, and all the gravel beside Li Caitian's feet instantly turned to ashes, the entire ground sank several feet down, and then countless floating dust rose up and disappeared several feet away.
Li Caitian's body trembled, and he swallowed with difficulty.
His robe turned completely red.
The surface of the body's skin was shaken out of countless blood foam.
It's just that his face is still calm.
Fang Xing frowned deeply, as if there were several cracks between his brows.
The Dragon Scale Sword suspended in the air jumped up and stagnated for a moment.
In the next instant, countless black rock-like dragon scales broke away from the sword body and began to fly outward.
Red sparks and golden sword lights scattered in the air, like real dragon blood splashing.
Puff puff puff...
While these dragon scales were flying out, cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of Fang Xing's body, from which blood gushed out.
He was covered in wounds and covered in blood.
Many people were shocked and speechless, and they couldn't even tell the outcome between the two.
"You lost."
Li Caitian looked at Fang Xing quietly.
The Dragon Scale Sword in the sky has completely lost its dragon power, turning into a piece of rusted iron and flying backwards.
"I will win."
Fang Xing shook his head, stepped up, and walked towards Li Caitian.
The gust of wind picked up in front of him, and then spread towards the sides.
Li Caitian's face gradually became condensed.
He understood what Fang Xing meant at this time.
Fang Xing's dragon scale sword was destroyed.
However, Fang Xing itself is also a sword.
Strands of blood flew out from Li Caitian's fingertips, and condensed into a blood talisman in front of him.
The blood of practitioners, especially the blood of practitioners of Li Caitian's level, is the best container for the vitality of heaven and earth.
With the formation of this blood talisman, there was a bang, and countless streets and alleys seemed to appear in the air in front of Fang Xing.
In these streets and alleys, there seemed to be many invisible blades cutting towards Fang Xing's body.
The true energy and heavenly energy flowing out of Fang Xing's body moved straight forward and gathered tightly on the surface of his body. His body itself became the sharpest sword. These invisible blades could not cut through his body at all. There were any wounds, but they couldn't be cut open. When a knife fell on his body, it was like turning into a small hammer.
There was a fine cracking sound in his body.
These sounds are the sounds of meridians, bones, and even the marrow river breaking.
Fang Xing paused.
In the next moment, he fell backwards.
All the cultivators of the Dayan Dynasty who had been in deep shock burst into ecstasy.
The teacher Xie they respect has reached the limit, if they can't stop Fang Xing's sword, they will definitely lose.
But at this moment, Fang Xing's meridians and bones are broken.
The practitioner's body is the container of the vitality of the heavens and the earth, the foundation of the movement of power.
Now that they are broken, victory is already on their side.
However, there was no joy in Li Caitian's eyes.
It was not because of the respect of the other party, but because he felt a new sword intent.
A wave of sword intent came towards him, although there was no real icy aura, but in his consciousness, it was like a sea of ice, falling into his entire world in an instant.
He bowed his head.
When he lowered his head, a line of blood appeared on his chest.
The surprise that had just appeared in the eyes of all the practitioners of the Dayan Dynasty disappeared, and turned into infinite shock and grief.
After a line of blood, there are countless roads.
There is a slight interlacing between these blood lines.
Interlacing means being cut off.
"what happened?"
A practitioner of the Dayan Dynasty cried out in grief.
He couldn't understand it at all.
Obviously Fang Xing's body has collapsed, like a water ladle that has been broken, how can he scoop up water
"Mind cannot truly transcend life and death, but it can get rid of the fear between life and death."
A voice sounded.
The person who answered him was Li Caitian.
Many blood lines on Li Caitian's body were intertwined and were about to split into many pieces, but his demeanor was as usual.
The grief-stricken Dayan practitioners began to understand.
Start from thinking about the sword, and end with thinking about the sword.
Fang Xing's strongest player from beginning to end was Nianjian.
Anyone facing an enemy would naturally want to kill him, but Fang Xing's last strike was to let Li Caitian "kill" him first, and then he sent out this strike.
This sounds like a very simple truth.
However, to cast such a sword, it requires an extremely firm will.
From the realm alone, anyone can see that Li Caitian is stronger.
However, in the battle between practitioners, the outcome is never determined by pure realm.
At this moment, Fang Xing's meridians and bones were all broken. Even if it was not good now, he must be a useless person without cultivation if he could barely survive.
"It's a tie."
Under countless sorrowful gazes, Emperor Yuanwu looked at Emperor Yan and said aloud.
No one objected.
Because this was originally a battle that would hurt both sides, Emperor Yan could not object, because no one from the Great Yan Dynasty present wanted to see the scene of Li Caitian's body being torn apart.
Emperor Yan lowered his head slightly, but did not make a sound.
A soothing breath was released from his body, drifting towards Li Caitian's body, and then wrapped Li Caitian like layers of cloth.
Li Caitian's body became cold, his consciousness became blurred, and the fresh vitality began to dissipate from his body, but there was still an unspeakable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Emperor Yuanwu took a look at Fang Xing.
There was another light sound in Fang Xing's body, and all the powerful practitioners felt that many deadly blockages in Fang Xing's body were pierced.
Several doctors were taken from the attendants of the Great Qin Dynasty, and quickly sent the party's salary to the camp behind.
Seeing such a scene, except for the Qin people, all the practitioners of the other three dynasties felt slightly cold and remained silent.
Although it was a tie, Li Caitian might already be the strongest cultivator of the Dayan Dynasty.
Although Fang Xing was strong, he was definitely not the strongest practitioner in the Great Qin Dynasty, not even the strongest practitioner in the Great Qin Dynasty except Emperor Yuanwu.
So in fact, the Great Qin Dynasty won a game.
…
"General Fang is abolished, and Li Caitian is dead."
Pan Ruoye said coldly and softly.
Ding Ning stared at the top of Lushan Mountain, breathing as calmly as possible.
Those several ups and downs of violent vitality changes have already made him perceive clearly the trend of the battle between Li Caitian and Fang Xing.
It has only been more than ten years, but the methods of these top masters have changed a lot compared with those practitioners before Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne.
Change means more unknowns and dangers.