Everything is perfect, the most powerful sword

"Pfft~~"

Song Youque was stabbed in the heart with a spear, splattering with blood.

He lowered his head slowly.

His indifferent expression completely changed at this moment.

At this moment, Song Youque looked like a god who had fallen from the nine heavens to the mortal world. His demeanor like that of a heavenly being quickly disappeared.

A breath of earthly scents belonging to the human world emerged from him again.

Instantly.

He had an extremely strong and almost fairy-like aura, but he quickly fell into the world.

"You..." Song Youque looked shocked, with a trace of uncontrollable anger.

at the same time.

The ruthless and desperate aura around Zhao Ling was like melting ice and snow.

But there was a peaceful smile on her face.

Then, it was suddenly thrown backwards, but it withstood the unparalleled power of the Supreme Heavenly Sword and crashed into the earth.

Boom~~

A crater dozens of meters deep was smashed into the ground of Titan City.

"Cough cough cough~~~"

Zhao Ling was in a mess and fell in the pit, coughing up blood.

But she stubbornly got up again, stumbling.

Look up at the sky.

When she saw Song Youque's constantly changing expressions and his rapidly falling breath, a sad smile suddenly bloomed on her face. At this moment, like the other person, the seven emotions and six desires in her soul that had been suppressed by the Heart of Killing Hearts surged up again. Come into your heart.

An unforgettable hatred and a hint of joy at having a great revenge gradually appeared on her scarred face.

"I succeeded, cough, I. succeeded! Aring... I should... not let you down... cough, cough, cough."

Zhao Ling, who was in a state of desperation, always maintained an absolute sense of reason in Lingtai.

From the battle till now, everything was actually within her calculations.

She knew that it was not easy to defeat Song Youque. Only by getting close to him, taking the initiative to bear the shocking sword blow, and exchanging lives for lives could she have any chance of making a comeback.

This shot from Hongchen was not to kill the enemy, but to cut him down from the perfect state of heaven and man to the world of mortals.

Only such a shot without warning could bypass Song Youque's human-like mind that could see through everything.

Decades of training in the Demon Cave of the Snowy Mountains, and endless killings every day, allowed her to master the fastest gun in the world. As long as she was given a chance to get close to Song Youque...

Within six feet, she is invincible!

"I lost..."

Song Youque paused in the sky, and the Supreme Heavenly Sword fell feebly from his hand.

He looked at his hands blankly.

His flawless way was completely broken by this shot filled with the aura of mortal world...

Zhao Ling was hit by Song Youque's perfect sword, but his heart was broken. But Song Youque was hit by her mortal spear, but he would completely fall into the world of mortals.

I saw that countless shortcomings in his body that had been hidden by the Way of Perfection resurfaced little by little, and the Perfection and Youque conflicted. The Perfect Body condensed by the Supreme Heavenly Sword actually seemed to melt like ice and snow at this moment.

This moment.

The two of them fell from the state of heartless heavenly beings to the mortal world together, and the strong emotions that had disappeared in the past resurfaced in their hearts.

They couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

This brutal battle.

It was Zhao Ling who... won!

In the Giant God City, all the Giant God tribesmen stared blankly at this scene.

Their ancestor, who was invincible in their hearts and invincible in this world, actually... lost to an unknown woman?

"This...this is impossible!"

"Ancestor, how could he lose..." They couldn't accept this reality and stood there in despair.

Is the giant god clan that has lost its heavenly sword still the same giant god clan that dominates everything in the north?

How can they accept this?

"Immortal Lord Wangchen..." Song Youque stood in the void and sighed.

Let your body fade away little by little like light.

He looked down at Zhao Ling, who was seriously injured, and said with regret: "I never expected that my perfect body would be defeated by your worldly marksmanship. My perfect way... I went wrong after all!"

At this moment, Song Youque seemed to have returned to a hundred years ago, and his whole body was filled with a sense of regret. This feeling of regret was even stronger than a hundred years ago because of Yang Gang...because of Zhao Ling!

In this world... there are people he cannot defeat after all.

Zhao Ling looked at Song Youque in the sky.

His eyes flashed with deep hatred: "Wuque is your strongest point. Wuque is also your biggest flaw. Do you think that by cutting off Youque's body, you can spy on the most powerful sword? Go ahead.

On that invincible road?"

"As long as I drag you back into the world of mortals, that will be... your death!"

"The most powerful way of swordsmanship... you can't reach it even if you spend your whole life!"

The boundless resentment turned into a strong murderous intention.

Turn into oblivion and enter the world of mortals.

Zhao Ling, whose heart was cut off by Wuque's sword, seemed to be stronger at this moment!

"The most powerful way of swordsmanship...I can't reach it even after spending my whole life?" Song Youque let the breath of life drift away little by little.

He couldn't help but lower his head and fell into deep thought.

"My most powerful sword...what exactly is it?"

This is a man who has been obsessed with the art of swords all his life.

Even at the last moment of his life, he was still persistent in his lifelong pursuit, tirelessly pursuing the most powerful sword path that was just around the corner.

"There is no shortage... there is no shortage... there is no shortage... no shortage... which one is the most powerful way of swordsmanship?"

Song Youque muttered to himself, his expression constantly changing.

suddenly.

He threw his head back and laughed, as if he was crazy.

"Wrong... all wrong! It turns out that I was wrong from the beginning... How can there be the strongest sword art in this world? Hahaha, I understand, I understand, I finally understand!"

Strong emotions suddenly burst out from him.

He looked at Zhao Ling suddenly.

"I see."

"When you are in the sky, you can use a perfect sword, that is the most powerful sword in the sky."

"In the human world, if I use the Youku sword... then it will also be the most powerful sword in the human world!"

"Song should really... thank you!"

"Here comes the knife!" shouted a loud voice.

He held up the sky with one hand, and a strong sense of regret emitted from his body.

Zhao Ling's expression changed slightly.

The voice fell.

The supreme heavenly sword of the giant gods that fell to the ground suddenly trembled, flew into the void, and fell into Song Youque's palm again.

The next moment.

Dazzling rays of light flowed from the blade, and waves of defective Dao enveloped Song Youque's whole body, completely integrating with him.

An extremely terrifying aura once again condensed on his body.

From the absence of something, one enters the absence of something. Then from the absence of something, one returns to something lacking.

The Supreme Heavenly Sword of the North, Song Youque, is a genius whose talent and talents are both outstanding in the world. After a battle with the Northland Spear Demon on the Giant God City, he returned to his peak and once again reached the extreme level.

Completely enter into the otherworldly realm of "what's missing and what's missing" of "seeing mountains as mountains, water as water"!

"There is a shortage."

A sigh full of regret.

Song Youque's scattered figure was completely solid.

The next moment.

He appeared next to Zhao Ling and slashed with his hand.

At this moment, time seemed to pass very slowly.

Zhao Ling, who was so slow that he had the fastest speed in the world, was unable to dodge this powerful sword that seemed to be full of all the shortcomings in the world.

"Pfft."
Chapter completed!