Under the crisis, Ning Chen reappeared the transformation of the immortal, and thousands of blood-colored silk threads spread out, trapping the Emperor's Sword Lord.

In an unprecedented situation, in the battle situation, the Emperor Sword Master wanted to cut open the silk threads that were spreading around him, but found that his arm was controlled and could not move.

In a moment, Ning Chen's figure flashed by, the immortal broke through the sky, and was ruthlessly forced to death!

"presumptuous!"

The sword edge approached, and the emperor's sword master was angry, and a terrifying sword energy surged out. Thousands of golden sword lights crisscrossed, blocking the Juexian sword edge with a bang.

Between a short distance, the immortal is blocked and it is difficult to get closer.

"Zhu Xian!"

Ning Chen spoke, the Chaos True Yuan surged, and the Zhuxian Sword appeared, and the sharpest immortal sword among the four great immortal swords appeared again.

The two swords appeared together, Ning Chen held the Zhuxian Sword tightly in his left hand and slashed it down forcibly.

The rumbling trembled and sounded again, Zhu Xian fell down, and the golden sword lights collapsed.

The second immortal sword appeared, and the emperor's sword master looked dark, and the golden light in his eyes was strong. He endured the pain in his arms and swung the sword to cut open blood-colored silk threads.

With a loud bang, Kunwu Divine Sword blocked the Zhuxian Sword. The two sharpest divine weapons in the world confronted each other head-on. Suddenly, the violent sword energy spread across the body, leaving blood marks on the two of them.

The two swords were released at the same time, and Ning Chen used the change of Juexian to block the battle situation, not giving the Emperor the Sword Lord a chance to distance himself.

After fighting for more than ten moves, the Emperor's Sword Lord's expression became heavier and he was unable to exert his own advantages, so he was seriously restrained when making moves.

Among the thousands of crisscrossing blood-colored silk threads, Ning Chen's figure kept flashing, his swords were like lightning, and his attack was like a tide.

The two strongest immortal swords are unparalleled and unpredictable. They appear together today, and the number one artifact of the Lidu God Realm.

In the battle situation, there were endless clanging sounds, and the fierce battle almost changed from the beginning to the present. At this moment, the battle situation was tied again and returned to the original state, and the winner was determined based on the moves.

"Eight strange moves, Yuntian Holy Sword."

The battle situation turned around, and the Emperor Sword Lord shouted in a deep voice, Kunwu raised the sky, hoping to use the ability of the divine sword to break the blocked battle situation.

Ning Chen was moved, and the phoenix fire rose all over his body, and the phoenix rushed to the emperor's sword master in an instant.

Zhu Xian fell down, as fast as thunder. The Emperor's Sword Master's moves were not exhausted, and the immortal sword was already coming.

"Sher!"

The immortal sword approached, but the Emperor Sword Master did not dodge or avoid it. He reached out and grabbed the immortal sword directly. The hero cut off his wrist and used his flesh and blood to block the advantage of the immortal sword.

Blood sprinkled and dyed the fairy sword red. However, in a moment of blocking, the Emperor's Sword Master had already completed the move, and the earth-shaking sword was swept through. A golden holy sword was approaching from the sky above the void, extremely huge and shocking.

The next moment, the golden holy sword came to the battle situation, and its unparalleled power directly cut off thousands of blood-colored silk threads.

When the opportunity arose, the Sword Lord of the Emperor immediately retreated and flew a hundred feet away.

"Eight strange moves, one sword for thousands of years!"

The battle situation separated, the Emperor's Sword Lord reappeared the supreme divine power, Kunwu swung and the void quickly collapsed.

The battle between the two strong men, fighting wits and courage, is rare in a thousand years of battle on the sword. Whether it is fighting experience or the cultivation level of the sword, both of them have reached the limit in the world. The sword is fearless and life and death are against each other.

In the void, Kunwu's sword energy broke through the air, Ning Chen's figure flashed, avoided the sword light, stepped into the air, and bullied himself again.

Ning Chen knew very well that his only chance of winning in this battle was to win with the most primitive moves.

Similarly, the Emperor Sword Lord knew his own advantages, and swept his sword with his sword, forcibly suppressing his opponent in front of him with the power and cultivation advantages of the Divine Sword.

Speed ​​competition, move competition, game of combat wisdom, over the Eastern God Realm, knowing the will, the Emperor Sword Lord presented the most shocking sword battle to the entire God Realm.

"Wonderful!"

In the Western Buddha Realm, on Foshan, the Demon Lord looked at the war in the West, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Needless to say, the Emperor Sword Lord has hidden himself for so many years and made a big splash.

What surprised him even more was that this young man who ascended from the human world could fight with the Emperor's Sword Lord evenly under such a disadvantage, and there would be no other person in the God Realm.

"The Demon Lord, the Commander of the Demon Wind, left Foshan privately."

At this moment, a charming witch spoke in Foshan and reported.

"oh?"

When the Demon Lord heard this, he frowned slightly. After a moment, he nodded slightly and said, "I understand, please step back."

"yes!"

The witch took the order and turned around and retreated.

"Yaofeng, can you still not let it go?"

The Demon Lord sighed lightly and looked at the east. This demon moon is not the demon moon. She is just a little demon who has been exploited.

On the land of the Buddha Realm, a black hurricane swept by and rushed towards the east quickly.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, in the void, a woman descended from the sky, with her compassionate eyes and a solemn Bodhisattva appeared again.

After a hundred years, the demon and the Buddha met again, but the state of mind was completely different in the same realm.

"Get out!"

In the black hurricane, Yaofeng said coldly with murderous intent on his face.

Bodhisattva Cihang did not say much, and the pure bottle in his hand flew up, and suddenly, the water from the three rivers poured down and swallowed the world.

Seeing this, Yao Feng had a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He waved his hand and appeared again in the demon sword, slashed it down with one knife, forcibly splitting the water of the three rivers.

The Buddha and demons have a dispute again, and continue the grudges of endless years. Today, life and death are discussed again.

On Foshan, when the Demon Lord saw the battle on the Buddha land, his face flashed with coldness.

After staring for a moment, the Demon Lord moved and walked step by step towards the front.

The Demon Lord came out in person, and the devil clouds immediately rolled up, covering the sky and the sun.

On the battlefield of the Buddha Realm, the Demon Lord walked to the scene, and the terrifying demonic power shook, and the world of thousands of miles began to shake.

During the battle, Bodhisattva Cihang was shocked when he saw the visitor.

Demon Lord!

"Yaofeng, you go first, just leave here to me."

Under the demon cloud, the demon Lord looked at the battlefield below and said lightly.

In the surging black hurricane, Yao Feng looked ashamed and bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Demon Lord!"

After saying that, Yao Feng didn't say anything more, stepped in the air and continued to walk eastward.

The Buddha and demon passed by, but Bodhisattva Cihang did not stop him. He looked at the supreme devil world in the sky, his expression was full of solemnity.

In the void, the figure of the Demon Lord fell from the sky, and in the demon clouds, the thunder made great achievements, and the magic power was amazing.

The strongest demon, the supreme ruler of the Buddha's world, faced the Bodhisattva Cihang in person today, shocking all directions.

"The Buddha Realm has actually been hit."

For a moment, gods and demons from all sides of the divine world felt a sense of emotion and showed a strange look on their faces.

In the northern border, in front of the Shuiyun Emperor Palace, the Shuiyun Empress turned her eyes and looked at the Western Buddha Realm. A stream of light flashed through her beautiful eyes.

The Demon Lord actually took action himself?

Just when everyone's attention was attracted by the war in the Western Buddha Realm, the battle between the East and the Sword Realm of God has reached a white-hot stage.

In the sky above the divine realm, the void had been shattered by the battle between the two. Knowing their destiny, the Sword Lord of the Emperor, were also stained with vermilion.

A long-lasting battle, as time passed, the strange light around Ning Chen became weaker and weaker, and obviously he could no longer stand in the divine realm.

There are no more than five people who can enter the Divine Realm, and there are almost no one who can establish himself in the Divine Realm for a long time.

The battle between the two has lasted for nearly half a day. Ning Chen's ability to persist in the divine realm for so long has surpassed everyone's expectations.

In the battle situation, the golden light in the eyes of the Emperor Sword Master became brighter and brighter. He knew that as long as he could stand until the person in front of him came out of the divine realm, the battle would be over.

"The four symbols are enthroned by the gods, and the three lights and shadows."

At the last moment of the battle, Ning Chen stepped on his feet and his figure suddenly transformed three times.

In an instant, in the battle situation, the three bodies appeared together and rushed forward quickly.

The Emperor's Sword Lord's expression condensed, and he flipped his palm over the sword. Hong Tao surging out undercurrents. The terrifying sword power was shocking, trying to stop the three bodies from approaching.

In front of the three bodies, the phoenix body first reached the front of the Emperor's Sword Lord, Zhu Xian broke through the air and shook the power of Kunwu's sword.

In the violent impact, the phoenix body flew out more than ten feet, and Zhu Xian lost his hand and stained the void with blood.

Behind, Ning Chen's body rushed over, Juexian fell, and blood-colored silk threads spread out, forcibly trapping the body of the Emperor's Sword Lord.

Kunwu's sword was shocking, and the corners of his mouth were stained with vermilion, but he endured the injury and refused to take a step back.

The last chance is that hatred is ahead. How can such shallow pain make Zhide retreat?

The phoenix body was exhausted, and at the end, the demon body rushed to the end, and Zhu Xian flew in his hand, and the blood-stained immortal sword broke through the golden light and penetrated directly into the chest of the Emperor Sword Lord.

"Well!"
Chapter completed!