The endless sword light all gathered in an instant and turned into a sword light that was condensed to the extreme.

Then the knife rushed towards Jiang Du's head, and fragments appeared in the space. This knife seemed to cut Jiang Du in two.

Many people were horrified because this sword directly reached the Tongtian realm's attack power without any doubt.

Is this the strength of this king's sword?

Jiang Du looked at the flash of sword light. He did not make any movement, he just raised his head and looked at the extreme sword light.

"boom!"

In an instant, the light of the sword struck Jiang Du hard between the eyebrows.

The sword light was only three centimeters away from Jiang Du's eyebrows, but it stopped abruptly.

Jiang Du didn't even blink his eyes, he just looked at the light of the sword and was speechless.

Then the sword light suddenly shattered, and countless sword energy raged throughout the martial arts arena, forming a sword light storm.

However, no blade light could enter within three centimeters of Jiang Du. Jiang Du's three centimeters around his body seemed to form a unique realm.

Nothing can be invaded!

After the sword strike, the entire martial arts arena was as silent as a dead zone.

This is Jiang Du's current strength. Wang Dao's first full-strength sword was blocked by just the power of his blood, without even taking a step back.#@$&

"How is it possible to have such strong Qi and blood?" someone said in a daze.

"This is Jiang Du's strength..."

"How did he cultivate in the realm of divine transformation? This is too strong."

"I was not convinced before, but after this stab, I am convinced. Jiang Du is really the number one among the young generation in China."

All the geniuses looked at Jiang Du with shock on their faces. Some of them were unconvinced before, but because their elders warned them not to challenge Jiang Du.%&(&

So this time Jiang Du had only one person to challenge him.

But now, look at this battle.

Any dissatisfaction disappeared.

How many of those who were present at this attack could survive the attack unscathed?

I'm afraid there really aren't many people.

But if Jiang Du is good, he doesn't have this easy look at all.

The quality of this energy and blood is so powerful that it is outrageous.

Just relying on the Qi and Blood Barrier, he could suddenly execute a sword that was comparable to the Heavenly Realm. It was really shocking.

Wang Dao's eyes slowly began to seep with blood, and a deep breath of despair began to be released from his identity.

Blood-red energy and blood burst out from his body crazily, not only in Wang Dao's eyes, but also on his body.

Countless blood streaks began to appear on his body, and a despair as if falling into the abyss filled the entire martial arts arena.

Many geniuses were enveloped in such an atmosphere, and for a while, their eyes began to turn red.

Deep despair was released from Wang Dao's body.

This was Wang Dao's despair when he faced the world of another dimension and directly swallowed the entire Acropolis.

This is the despair of countless human beings dying tragically and their homes being shattered.

This is the deepest despair in Wang Dao's heart.

"The second sword, the sword of the present!"

Wang Dao suddenly let out a hoarse roar, and rose into the sky, holding the sword in both hands. In an instant, the tragic light of the sword that destroyed the world flashed across the martial arts field.

At least the light of the sword, which was at least a hundred meters long, appeared between heaven and earth with an indomitable momentum.

At the same time, despair raged crazily in Jiang Du's heart, making him feel like he had no nostalgia for the world.

But as soon as this emotion emerged, it was forcibly suppressed by Jiang Du.

This time, Jiang Du extended his palm.

He took this desperate blow with one hand.

Blood flowed from his palms.

Jiang Du didn't frown, he just looked at Wang Dao calmly.

This blood is Jiang Du's sympathy for Wang Dao's experience.

But he will not be affected by his despair.

After experiencing so many things, Jiang Du's mind has already hardened to an outrageous level.

This kind of despair is terrible and can even overwhelm many people's minds in an instant.

But for Jiang Du, there are too many desperate things in this world.

What the King's Sword carries is the despair when the acropolis is destroyed.

And what Jiang Du now carries is not only entering the Jedi-like upper space, but also the hope of China.

So he gradually lost hope, and even lost hope.

"Show me your third sword, don't let me down." Jiang Du said in a hoarse voice.

Then Jiang Du squeezed it hard, and the sword broke into pieces.

The third knife!

A wave of hatred appeared on Wang Dao's body.

His whole body turned directly into a mummy, and all his power converged on the long knife in his hand.

The long knife let out a cry.

This hatred is so shocking.

This hatred of Wang Dao, all the hatred, was all sent back towards the knife.

This sword was originally an ordinary Horcrux, but under the extreme emotional infection, it actually transformed into a magic sword.

Its quality is upgrading and its properties are changing.

So this third sword is the sword of the future and the sword of hatred.

He hates what happened to him, hates other-dimensional creatures, hates underground forces, hates himself, and hates Jiang Du.

All the hatred was gathered in this sword.

Jiang Du felt the powerlessness in this hatred and sighed slowly.

"I can teach you this sword."

An ordinary iron knife suddenly appeared in Jiang Du's hand.

"You have to remember that this knife of yours should not be a knife of hatred."

"Because hatred can only make you weak, helpless and lonely."

"This knife should be a killing knife."

Endless evil energy burst out from Jiang Du's body.

In an instant, the entire martial arts arena was like falling into an ice cave, and the blood-red sky was flowing in the martial arts arena.

Black hatred and blood-red evil energy intertwined crazily in the martial arts arena, making people stop thinking.

These two auras seemed to have turned into two realms, and the two realms were competing against each other.

Then the two sword lights collided violently.

The whole world seemed to have stopped for a moment.

Then the black sword light shattered.

Jiang Du put away his sword and stood up, looking at Wang Dao quietly.

"Have you learned it?"

Wang Dao stared blankly at the knife in his hand, and suddenly the long knife shattered, like a butterfly.

His knife was chopped into pieces by an ordinary iron knife.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if he was comprehending Jiang Du's knife blow just now.

That sword was not a sword technique at all.

It's an attitude.

Wang Dao's original attitude was that of a pure warrior, a swordsman.

Later, the Acropolis was swallowed up by the world of another dimension. This was despair, and it is now.

After despair was endless hatred. He wanted to kill all the underground forces and all the dwarfs from different dimensions.
To be continued...