The sky is filled with the smoke and blood, and the final battle between the survival of China!

Zhang Xiaofan, Jiang Chen, the strongest two in the world!

Zhu Xian, Chi Lin, the strongest two swords at that time!

Before the Fantasy Moon Cave, an extremely life-and-death battle is about to begin!

The tasks they bear and the beliefs they hold on to, at this moment, can only die together and never live together!

"Zhu Xian, start the formation!"

Knowing what kind of opponent he was facing, Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrows and eyes trembled. With his hands raised, the sharp edge of the Zhuxian ancient sword was facing. In an instant, the seven-color sword energy gathered wildly, and in the air, it condensed into a huge giant sword, carrying the ability to split the mountain and slashed the mountain, and rushed straight to Jiang Chen on the head.

"Demonic Yuan Tiangang!"

Facing the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Jiang Chen saw no fear at all. He looked at Qingtian's giant sword slashing down on his head. In a blink of an eye, he had reached several feet in front of him, but he was still unmoved. I wonder if it was shocked by the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation or the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword without any secrets.

In the air, an inexplicable force emerged, and about a foot in front of Jiang Chen, instantly condensed into an invisible wall of air, blocking the giant sword of Qingtian.

After a moment, the giant sword slashed across the sky and fell violently on the invisible air wall!

The world is still silent in such a moment.

"Boom!"

Then, as if the rising sun jumped out of the water, the sky and the earth were about to burst out, and a huge roar burst out instantly. In the burst of chaos, several lightnings flashed a few times before slowly fading away.

These two things that were originally invisible, but they were like the hardest treasures in the world that were shaking each other. The entire sky and earth were shrouded in a huge roar.

The invisible sound wave, as the strong wind passed by, everyone was buzzing in their ears and their faces were pale. Although everyone had known that these two people were extremely high in Taoism, as soon as they fought, the seemingly ordinary ones tried each other, and the power was so great, which was really unexpected. At the same time, the final outcome of this battle was even more unimaginable.

"You have made progress!" In the air, Jiang Chen looked at Zhang Xiaofan in front of him with interest, and looked at the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that was re-formed and repaired in his hand.

"Your physical body has changed, is it the physical body of the demon clan?" Zhang Xiaofan looked vigilant. Thinking about his tentative attack just now, he had already used the power of the ancient Zhuxian sword. However, Jiang Chen clearly did not move. He just blocked the Zhuxian sword energy with his true energy. Such cultivation has really reached an incredible level, which is amazing and shocking.

"It is a complete Shura clan body, a body that allows me to fully display it." Jiang Chen said with a grim smile on his face, with a powerful and powerful force: "In front of me, you will only be even more powerless."

"With the strength of the Demon Lord, he has to change his body when facing the enemy. This shows that you are afraid of the Zhuxian Sword Formation!" Zhang Xiaofan snorted coldly all his life, and then he led the sword technique with his left hand. The robe flew, and the dazzling ancient sword at hand, and Zhuxian flashed. However, in the sky, a sudden storm of wind blew everywhere, and half of the sword shadows in the sky shook instantly. For a moment, the sky was shining brightly, dazzling and could hardly be seen.

"It's ridiculous. This small Zhuxian Sword Formation failed ten years ago and ten years later. Now, it still has to fail!" Jiang Chen swallowed the magical essence, and the vast world swayed the world!

Zhang Xiaofan activated the sword formation. From behind him, dozens of colorful qi swords turned around, trembling in the air, aiming at Jiang Chen, and surging in the blink of an eye. In a short while, half of the qi swords in the air, and they didn't know how many of them were, as if they were controlled by invisible power, and slowly turned their heads.

There was a sense of solemnity in the world, but no one could be amazed at it. The ancient sword Zhu Xian in Zhang Xiaofan's hand had already surged. At the same time, the ground was like an angry tide bursting, and the waves hit the shore. More than a hundred monochromatic swords in the Zhu Xian Sword Formation formed a huge sword rain of seven feet long and wide, and pounced down with a bang.

The sky was filled with sharp roars through the air, and the sound of "swoosh" resounded throughout the world.

Jiang Chen looked at the sword rain that was overwhelming, raised his hand gently, and the red root in his palm burst out with a high and long sound. The unparalleled sword intent soared into the sky, alarming the wind and clouds of the world, and in an instant, it resounded in everyone's ears on Tongtian Peak.

"Zheng!"

The ancient and magnificent sword chant is extremely desolate and powerful, and it also has the meaning of being bleak and silence.

As the sound of the ancient sword chant sounded, the unparalleled sword intent condensed and turned into a surging sword pillar. In the slow rotation, a gust of clouds and mist flew around the void, flowing rapidly in the strong wind, and the color of the universe changed.

At that time, the overwhelming sword rain had already rushed in front of him. The strong wind blew his face and felt ache. At this moment of lightning, Jiang Chen waved his hand and turned the red cork in his palm. The sword pillar of the sky was moving with it, wrapping up endless wind and clouds. With a slight shock, there was a terrifying force like a rush, which caused the storm of the wind and clouds to shake!

At this time, the sword rain of Zhuxian in the sky had already arrived. The Thousand-year Sword Formation was not easy. The clouds rushed up outside. Before they arrived, they were broken completely by the sword energy in an instant, without leaving any traces. They rushed down again and flew straight towards Jiang Chen!

"The Heavenly Sword Dao, the Heavenly Fire is Coming!"

With a long roar, Jiang Chen dragged the sword edge, and the sword pillar of Qingtian seemed to have an unparalleled powerful force, pouring out like a mountain torrent and tsunami. The sword rains in the sky rushed towards him angrily. When he was blocked by huge forces, he immediately caused layers of ripples, but he could not shake the sword pillar at all. In a moment, hundreds of earth-shaking swords of Zhuxian Qi were actually dissolved invisibly.

On the Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain, there are many masters of good and evil, silently, like dead silence.

In the air, Zhang Xiaofan's face was even more solemn, but he was not afraid. His stubborn figure stood in the clouds, holding the sword to the sky, slowly swinging. As the light on the ancient sword Zhuxian Sword flashed brightly, the sound of thunder began to be heard from the sky. Above the entire sky, there was a roar, and the powerful Zhuxian Sword Formation was rotated together, especially the colorful main sword, which was even more radiant and could not be seen.

In the white light, a purple aura suddenly rose from the ancient sword Zhuxian, rushed into the sky and entered the Zhuxian Sword Formation. In an instant, purple aura swords gathered within ten feet of radius; then, the other six-color lights rose up one by one, flashing their dazzling eyes and flew into the sky, forming a seven-star direction in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, each of which was a huge monochrome sword formation, majestic.

The wind and clouds are howling, and the wind is flying.

A sudden thunder sounded suddenly in the silent place, like the hearts of thousands of people shaking. The sword light in the sky flowed, and the colorful light shone. Countless colorful swords crossed the sky and roared down.

Like the tide of the sky, the purple energy rushed forward, with the rushing purple energy leading the way, and it was nowhere to be seen at first sight, which was much greater than the power just now. And behind the purple, every ten feet away, a color of sword energy gathered and flew over, surging and surging, which was beyond the imagination of human power.

Looking at this almost devastating scene, everyone changed their colors and sweated their palms.

However, the high sword sound mixed with the huge thunder and the screams of the sky did not disappear at all. Instead, it became more and more high as the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation gradually exploded. Faced with the extremely terrifying sword rain and raging waves, the Qingtian Sword Pillar slashed out angrily, and drew an insurmountable natural barrier between the heaven and earth to block this domineering attack.

The vast sky wind was howling, with endless weather, and infinite sharp light. In the sky, the sword light was like rain and locusts, densely packed. As Zhang Xiaofan's true technique activated, the ancient Zhuxian sword flashed more and more strange lights. The seven-color main sword in the air continued to separate more and more monochrome air swords, and the separation speed was getting faster and faster. Waves after waves formed a thrilling huge sword formation, and rushed straight to Jiang Chen one after another.

However, even under the fierce attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation like an angry wave, Jiang Chen still had no damage at all. Even though each wave of sword rain was even more powerful than the previous wave, Jiang Chen stood in the boundless sword rain like the oldest magnificent god, still standing in the boundless sword rain.

The terrifying Zhuxian Sword Formation, the even more terrifying Demon Lord Jiang Chen, had no effect at all. At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan's heart sank. Could it be that he could not resist Jiang Chen after all? Could it be that this world of China and the world of China is destined to be destroyed?

No! Absolutely not!

At this moment, an unprecedented anger appeared in Zhang Xiaofan's heart. Then, the ancient sword of Zhuxian also burst into a long roar.
Chapter completed!